The Book of Troubled Times

Zhao Changhe had hinted and expressed this topic countless times in the past. The blind man either ignored it or directly said that he was not qualified, which made Zhao Changhe's teeth itch with hatred.

This was the first time that she expressed her willingness to cooperate and clearly stated the premise.

It’s not that the blind man is showing off. In fact, everyone knows that "cooperation" sounds nice but may not actually be established. Zhao Changhe is basically asking, "What the hell do you want to do? Just tell me." As for whether they can cooperate, it's 80% impossible. The greater possibility will be a showdown and a breakup.

It is impossible for a blind person to tell clearly what he wants to do early on.

As for why it was necessary to break the Temple of Immortality, Zhao Changhe didn't know. There was a possibility that it was related to the characteristics of that page of the Heavenly Book, and there was also a possibility that it was related to the connection between the divine ax and the land of the spirit race. In short, it should all involve the ultimate mystery of the world. .

He didn't continue to ask.

Zhao Changhe knew that the Hu people were definitely not the final BOSS, no matter how powerful they were. In terms of individual strength, the Immortal God is only a second-level imperial realm, on the same level as the Sea Emperor Dao Zun, and has been suppressed by Xia Longyuan for decades. Even if it wasn't at its peak before, once it returns to its peak, it will be at the second level at best, and it doesn't look like a final BOSS.

At present, only three top existences of the third level of imperial realm are known, namely, Night Emperor, Jiuyou, and Piaomiao. As for the Sword Emperor, who once thought they were at the second level, now it seems that there is a certain probability that they belong to the third level, and there are at most four.

Among them, Piaomiao has been reincarnated. Even when she was in her prime, she was probably one step ahead of Emperor Ye. Assuming that the third level is also divided into stages, Emperor Ye is definitely at the mid-to-late stage level, and Piaomiao should be in the early stage. At best, Jiuyou is slightly inferior to Ye Di.

According to the blind man's previous description of Jiuyou, Zhao Changhe originally thought that Jiuyou was somewhat like the final BOSS.

Chaos, death, and annihilation, the whole rhythm of the world-destroying devil, and the blind man is particularly cautious about it, and he is qualified enough. However, when Chang'an saw it, he didn't feel that Jiuyou's expressiveness had reached the level of a blind man. It was almost not the same level. This made Zhao Changhe's judgment shaken.

It's best because Jiuyou's recovery is poor. It would be better if he really recovers to full strength... Or maybe what Chang'an saw was just a split soul? Should she be in Kunlun? possible. Anyway, it’s best not to be a BOSS even if Jiuyou is not worthy, otherwise the problem will be huge…

Because if she doesn't deserve it, who else does?

If no ruthless person beyond our understanding appears, then the final BOSS will definitely be you, Ye Wuming!

What on earth do you want to do?

Zhao Changhe was silent for a long time and said in a low voice: "I never thought that I would actually hope that Jiuyou would be stronger."

The blind man looked at him intently, and was silent for a long time before saying: "She is actually much stronger, Chang'an is just a clone."

"Sure enough." Zhao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again: "You use the word 'clone' instead of soul, which shows that she has a body. And is your body already dead or hidden? Where and so on... I once read a novel that I liked, in which the protagonist helps the heroine to get fit..."

Blind man: "Who is the heroine?"

Zhao Changhe: "..."

"What do I need my body for? Is it for you?"

"..."

The blind man sneered: "The body is nothing but a skin. My mind is always there. Does it mean anything to me whether I have a body or not? Only some people think that the body is particularly important."

"However..." Zhao Changhe thought about it for a moment, then said slowly: "When I mentioned this, I was actually thinking about why you failed to restrain Jiuyou's clone, and whether it had something to do with the missing body. So I thought of something Who is this person?"

The blind man's eyebrows stood upright.

Did you deliberately say that the protagonist helped the heroine to get up, and that led you to think wrongly and blame me?

Without waiting for her to scold, Zhao Changhe immediately said: "The biggest variable in our Northern Expedition is Jiuyou's movements. I said before that you would restrain her, but if you can't restrain her, wouldn't it be all in vain? Before the battle of Dao Zun, I I never thought that you would be the one who fell off the chain."

The blind man said coldly: "Because it's a clone. She can be destroyed, reshaped, or replaced at will. In an instant, you can't tell that it's actually a different person. You think that Jiuyou in your eyes is not strong, which just proves You are not discerning enough, and you cannot even see where others are strong."

"Well……"

"I won't take out a clone to vent my anger. It's meaningless. If the main body faces me, the situation will naturally be different. Just be afraid, even if I restrict her main body, she can still beat you by randomly placing a clone outside. The ground is full of teeth." The blind man mocked: "There are also countless ancient corpse puppets hidden behind her, as well as a gathering of Huangshang and others. Can you deal with it?"

Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "So strong, so good. Just be strong."

Blind man: "Are you sick?"

Zhao Changhe smiled: "You know."

Whoever is stronger is like a BOSS. I would rather beat her than you.

这么舔的话赵长河不愿说，况且如果真能揍瞎子的话赵长河早想揍了，哪有什么不想打你。

But these words are sincere...a bit contradictory.

The blind man knew what Zhao Changhe wanted to say. He was silent for a long time and then gradually disappeared into the void: "Don't underestimate the enemy, otherwise you will regret it."

Zhao Changhe watched the direction in which she disappeared and whispered to himself: "Split soul..."

He tried to separate a small part of his soul, but immediately stopped the experiment in pain and sweating profusely.

The steps are a bit big...

Try something else? Zhao Changhe suddenly flicked his fingers, and a drop of blood automatically left the body. As it fell, it "danced" and turned into a little human.

If the soul is not injected, but is controlled... just like Hong Ling controls the sword energy and embeds it in various places, that is not soul sharing.

Zhao Changhe snapped his fingers again, and the blood villain swooped into the sky.

There are long stretches of yellow sand and thousands of miles of snow. Yuan Sanniang stood on the edge of the ice pool with her hands behind her hands, watching the ice rising in the pool, lowering her head and thinking.

She is the first to break the imperial guard around Zhao Changhe. Just like her reputation in the world, she is low-key and has no outstanding achievements, but she is the strongest and uniquely endowed by nature - the inheritance of the "godhead" of the Sea Emperor and the belief of millions of sea people. , and it is the Xuanwu belief of the Four Symbols Sect. If Xia Chichi cannot directly invoke the dragon energy of mountains and rivers, no one in the world can match Sanniang's cultivation speed through the power of faith, not even Zhao Changhe can match it at this moment.

But practice is practice, and understanding is understanding. If she wants to break through the second level of the Imperial Realm, she still lacks some skills.

Sanniang stretched out her fingers and flicked it, and the frozen lake instantly turned into sparkling water, without even a gradual change, like a miracle. In the distance, many Batu herdsmen kowtowed and worshiped as if they were gods.

The tribe is short of water and can be solved in an instant, no one but God can do it.

Batu was saying to people: "Did you see it? That's my godmother."

But Sanniang, who was worshiped as a god, shook her head slightly, somewhat dissatisfied.

She had not studied the exchange of ice and water intensively earlier. She once thought that this was the key to her breaking through the defense. However, it proved irrelevant. Although the strength of the black ice was of great significance to her defense, this kind of power was difficult even for mortals. The exchange that can be recognized cannot lead to the threshold of breaking the imperial barrier, and it has nothing to do with the current glimpse into the second level.

If anything is related to the second level...the hardness of ice, the softness of water, the fortitude of the black turtle, and the ever-changing nature of the black snake. Turtles and snakes intertwine, yin and yang rotate.

It’s normal to have five of the Four Symbols... Should we consider the separation of souls? Is it the threefold path to separate and return to one?

Just as she was thinking about it, a little bloody man suddenly fell in front of her eyes and grinned at her.

What evil spirit dares to bully me? Sanniang instinctively slapped the bloody man into thin air.

"Grass..." Under the sky, Zhao Changhe covered his face: "Stupid turtle..."

This was not a split soul, it was controlled by his own soul. The slap was exactly the same as the slap on his face.

But how to put it... After all, it is not the pure soul wandering before, but the soul is placed in the object. To a certain extent, it is close to separating a part of the soul into the object. It can still do its own things, at least it can be considered as doing two things. , more progress. The feeling of being omnipresent in all things has also found a little bit, and it has a little taste.

This is also the previous water man control of Poseidon. To put it bluntly, controlling the sword slave with sword energy and controlling the corpse puppet with the power of life and death should be similar routines, but the methods they use are different, but the essence is similar. In other words, in fact, if you continue to train in this direction, you can at least reach the level of Poseidon. It seems that there is no need for clones and souls. Multi-core processors do not mean to separate the processors...

So it’s not a question of quantity, it’s still a matter of quality. When it reaches a certain level, it’s no longer called a Yin God. Can it be called a Yang God?

The way is right.

Sanniang over there looked at her slap and was doubting her life: "Is it an illusion? I seem to have beaten the little man, and the feeling of that stinking face..."

"He seems to be researching soul separation...is he using the method of soul control to control objects as an entry point?"

"Then it seems easier for me to try this than for him... Did the little man come here to remind me specifically?"

Sanniang made a move with her jade hand, and a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the lake. A chubby water man came out, bowed and kowtowed: "My lord..."

Sanniang pointed to Batu in the distance: "Beat him."

The water man rolled up his sleeves and ran over, flipped Batu over and beat him up: "If I ask you to call me mother, is it possible for anyone to do it?"

Batu held his head and screamed: "Batu only recognizes one godmother!"

Sanniang blinked her eyes and snapped her fingers. The chubby waterman floated back again.

Sanniang picked a grass pipe, inserted it into the water man and sucked the water: "It's interesting... It seems that I can try more... What makes me one step further than the little man is that, in the name of the Sea Emperor, The water man I recruited has a certain degree of self-awareness, and death does not have a great impact on me. This seems to be a creation to a certain extent..."

All the tribesmen kowtowed more devoutly: "My God..."

Sanniang clasped her hands and looked at the sky, looking proud and awe-inspiring, but in fact her eyes were smiling like crescent moons: "Hurry up and call me here. I can't even sleep well in a place like this, it's so annoying."

Zhao Changhe was also smiling: "Just wait, it will be soon."

He looked westward, towards Kunlun Yuxu Peak, the town where battles had taken place at the foot of the mountain.

Li Shentong was supporting Yuxu and had just arrived here.

They didn't necessarily need to go back to Kunlun. It would be best to find a country to rest, but Yuxu didn't think that was possible. There are too many evil people concentrated in this area. What will happen after the book of troubled times reports that he has "temporarily lost his power"?

No need to guess at all.

Some of the evildoers have already scattered into various parts of China and are no longer restrained. Some of them have been subdued by Jiuyou or Bo Xun and become their thugs.

There is also a part that occupies Yuxu Peak and is searching for possible "treasures that the Taoist once entrusted with his soul".

This thing is inevitable. The ancient demon gods were able to survive and revive basically because of the protection of treasures. This thing is either on Yuxu's body or remains in Yuxu Palace.

When Yuxu appeared in the town, what he received was not the awe and welcome of his former master. You could see almost everyone's eyes flashing with strange colors, and the bows of their heads in salute were full of malice and ferociousness.

"The real person is back?" Yan Que, the blood demon who once pursued the king's way to heaven and earth, received the two of them at Chen Yi's hotel with a smile: "I didn't expect to be able to see the face of Sect Leader Li, how lucky I am. "

Li Shentong smiled and said nothing.

Yan Que poured wine for the two of them and raised the bowls to greet each other: "I wonder if the real person's injury will still affect his drinking? If you can't drink, forget it. I would like to offer a drink to Sect Master Li."

This may seem casual, but in reality it also implies a temptation to see how injured Yuxu is. If Yuxu, who is famous for his own brewing, does not dare to drink, then it is best to pray that Li Shentong will stay with you for the rest of his life.

The two old gay friends could naturally see this, and in fact they could see it even deeper, but they didn't care, and both raised their bowls and drank it all: "I just happened to be returning from Chang'an, and my mouth was like a bird all the way."

Yan Que watched the two of them drinking, the light in his eyes getting weirder and weirder.

But Li Shentong wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Brother Yan's Nether Water Poison is a bit interesting... It seems that not only Brother Yan underestimated me, Jiuyou didn't take Li seriously either."

Yan Que's smile disappeared instantly.

"If you haven't been able to temper your internal organs or your soul after training your body, why should you be a warrior? Brother Yan is under the Netherworld, so you might as well tell Miss Jiuyou."

"Boom!" The quiet hotel was filled with thunder and lightning, and a giant steel-like hand was already pressing on Yan Que's chest.

Blood appeared in Yan Que's hand, and the Blood Demon's hand, which he was famous for, struck a deadly blow.

With a "click", the entire arm was crushed into pulp. A faint netherworld energy floated on the surface of Yan Que's body to stop him. At least he was not directly shot to death. The whole person was thrown back like a kite with its string cut off.

Jiuyou's phantom appeared in front of Li Shentong, seemingly trying to stop him. Li Shentong glared angrily, and his arm muscles instantly became like steel.

In the path of Yan Que's inverted flight, a little blood man suddenly appeared, waving his little fist and trying to stop him. Yan Que could actually feel a frightening threat from this gadget, and reluctantly waved his left palm: "Go away!"

The bloody man suddenly transformed into a Wang Daozhong face that Yan Que was very familiar with, and he pushed forward with one hand: "Pull the sky and suppress the sea!"

"boom!"

A small hand that was obviously no bigger than a pin struck, and the surrounding air surged, and the sky was filled with blood.

This time it was Li Shentong's turn to stop in front of Jiuyou with a smile: "If the girl comes to find King Zhao to throw herself into his arms, then she should go to the capital. This place is Kunlun Yuxu Peak."

With just such a blockage, Yan Que's whole body was turned into a pulp by the little bloody man with a royal face, completing the cause and effect.

Jiuyou stared at the little blood man coldly. The little blood man returned to Zhao Changhe's appearance and waved to her: "Hi, Miss Li is here too? Do you want to make a date?"

Jiuyou's face turned blue and she couldn't tell whether Ye Wuming was here, but she still didn't want to take action. She left one sentence and disappeared: "You will regret being Ye Wuming's dog."

Zhao Changhe was too lazy to pay attention to her, and waved to Yu Xu and Li Shentong with a smile: "Sect Master Li, we will communicate like this in the future."

Li Shentong's cheeks twitched: "Yes."

Yuxu said: "Does King Zhao have any intention of Tai Chi diagram?"

The little blood man waved his hand: "You need it for recovery, what should I use it for? I might ask you to borrow it for a look in the future. Okay, let's do this for now. This restaurant owner is my friend, and there are also some Four Symbol cultists lurking. If you want to settle the matter, tell them apart and give them some face."

After the little blood man finished speaking, he disappeared. Li Shentong and Yuxu looked at each other. The two of them looked calm, but in fact they felt a little frightened in their hearts.

The omnipresent performance of Jiuyou Zhao Changhe now makes them all a little scared. It seems that time and space have lost any meaning, and they may lose their heads at any time even in their sleep.

The world has changed to this level, and the old top players can no longer keep up. I don’t know how Zhao Changhe, who is only at the first level of Imperial Realm, did it...

Li Shentong didn't say anything. He looked around, with murderous intent on his face.

"On the second day of the first lunar month, Yuxu's Li Shentong arrived in Kunlun. The blood demon's hand, Yan Que, used the poison of the netherworld to destroy the bodies of the two people. The two of them were like drinking white water, and they were not injured. After the plot was broken, Li Shentong's palm seriously injured Yan Que, and he was The God of Nine Nethers descended to stop him, and the God of Zhao Changhe traveled thousands of miles and was killed by Yan Que at the palm of his hand."

"The Earth Ranking has fallen, and the ranking has changed..."

"After the Nine Nether River has gone, Li Shentong slaughtered the Kunlun Evil Valley. Except for some related people, no other chickens or dogs were left. In this battle, nearly ten thousand were slaughtered, and Kunlun was filled with blood."

The whole world was scratching their heads as they watched this sudden announcement from the Book of Troubled Times.

Why can’t I understand the battle report now?

Has the God of Wanli begun to descend? Is this still the way of a warrior? Can you please sit at a separate table by yourselves? The troubled times list we are looking at is not like this.

At the bottom of the Ancestral Temple, Zhao Changhe took a painful breath: "Damn it, Kunlun is too urbanized, isn't it? Lao Li is really a king of the West."

Yue Hongling fell into concentration and did not reply.

It was the blind man who replied: "The people who will be in the Valley of the Evil are all evil to begin with. Li Shentong killed them without any psychological barriers. In addition, they have actually escaped a lot. At that time, there were more than nearly ten thousand people in that town?"

Zhao Changhe nodded: "At that time, there were several gangs fighting against each other in the east of the city... Suddenly I felt that Yuxu's merits were immeasurable. These people are now scattered all over China, which is very troublesome."

The blind man said: "If they disperse, they will disperse. Do you think you are the only ones in the world who are practicing chivalry? How many swordsmen have risen to prominence today. The real trouble is the part that was absorbed by Jiuyou... Her power is getting bigger and bigger."

Zhao Changhe smiled and said nothing, then said: "Blind blind."

"Um?"

"Peering into the world, you are everywhere. I finally feel part of your realm. It's really amazing."

"Tell me, you suddenly licked me, what do you want to say?"

"Someone once raised a prince, and eventually he became her favorite husband. Now someone raises a surrogate, and in the end he becomes more and more like herself. Doesn't it feel a little strange?"

The blind man opened his lips lightly and said the same word: "Get out."

Neither of them noticed it. Both of them were extremely used to this kind of teasing... In other words, they were used to the state of "he wants me, I know, but I'm still fooling around with him", and it became more and more natural.