Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

The miserable Taoist returned to the fourth floor of the Immortal Mansion. The difference from last time was that the subordinate was not waiting for him outside.

He wasn't angry about it either.

He Yi was originally a genius he selected from among the thousands of creatures in the Immortal Mansion. Especially in the study of immortal literature, he possessed extraordinary acumen. In order to cultivate this person, he deliberately brought him to the lower world and recruited a large number of assistants for him.

Over the years, this person has never let him down. More than [-]% of the arrangement methods currently circulating in the outer reaches of the Immortal Mansion are from this person. It is precisely because of such a massive base that the miserable Taoist talents were able to stand out among thousands of immortal monks and became the ultimate winner.

Even the Twelve Saints of the Immortal Mansion were killed by him.

The same is true for the lower world of the Immortal Mansion. At first, the fourth level also had its own guardian, but later this guardian was killed by him.

The fourth floor became his base camp.

The people who are still alive on the fourth floor of the Immortal Mansion now, except for his puppets, are all his fanatical subordinates. Not only that, they are also spreading to other realms. When Wu Chong entered the lower world of Immortal Mansion alone for the first time, the puppet village he entered was the work of his group of people.

"No, why not?"

He Yi held a large amount of spiritual materials in his hands, and dense immortal inscriptions flickered on them. However, these immortal inscriptions had reached the edge of collapse, and spiritual fire began to flicker on them. Next to him, there were a large number of burned parts.

Each of these materials is a treasure that makes people crazy when placed on the surface of the Immortal Mansion.

But here, these things are just consumables.

This is the foundation of the lower world of the Immortal Mansion, and it is also the accumulation of endless years of miserable Taoists. The apology given to Wu Chong before was just a little bit of 'spiritual essence' that he carried with him.

"It is impossible to fail. As long as he is born in the Immortal Mansion, there must be a fixed arrangement. But why does the copy fail?"

"Not yet?"

The miserable Taoist walked in and glanced at the failed products in the secret room. When the others saw him walking in, they lowered their heads and retreated to the wall.

"Lord."

Hearing the sound, He Yi, who was in a daze, suddenly came back to his senses.

"Don't be nervous."

As a superior, Misery Taoist knows his attitude towards his subordinates very well. Pressure should be applied when it is necessary, but when it is clear that the subordinate is not responsible, then punishment cannot be given. Blindly suppressing and punishing him will only alienate his subordinates and prevent them from recognizing him and helping him from the bottom of his heart.

"I have obviously succeeded in copying it, but at the last moment of its formation, the puppet always collapses inexplicably."

"Can you find the reason?"

The miserable Taoist's eyes flickered. He didn't expect the monsters around Wu Chong to be so complicated.

This is just the pet he summoned. If it were the original pet, wouldn't it be completely impossible to copy?

"The Immortal Mansion seems not to allow them to exist, and there is also pollution."

When he learned this result, He Yi almost thought that he was looking in the wrong direction. But after dozens of experiments, we finally came to a conclusion. The Immortal Mansion really rejects these things, but since the Immortal Mansion rejects them, how do these things exist? There is also the kind of pollution that is completely different from the mirage, completely irregular, like the voice of a madman.

"Can it be successful using Mirage's sequence?"

The miserable Taoist was not surprised. He had also taken the elixir, so he naturally knew that these guys would be rejected by the Immortal Mansion.

In the early days, he had teamed up with the Sea Territory Guardians to harvest medicine fields, played games in the Mirage Sea, and had eaten the 'elixir of immortality' for thousands of years. He and the guardians of the sea area can have such a long life, which is inseparable from the dedication of these 'elixirs'. It's a pity that after eating too much, I became smarter about those elixirs and stopped sending them to Mirage.

Especially after an ‘Ancient One’ appeared.

"Neither."

He Yi shook his head. "I also knew that the elixir would be rejected by the Immortal Mansion, so I used the Mirage Dream Demon to make the skeleton. I used several bones of the Great Dream Master level. In the end, even the 'elixir' treasured by the Lord was I have used them all, but no matter what the carrier is, as long as I engrave the breath of those monsters on it, the puppet will spontaneously combust immediately."

"Where did these things like unbearable power come from?!" The miserable Taoist was a little upset.

"This person is definitely not an elixir. It is impossible for an elixir to reach this level."

He had investigated the origin of the elixir a long time ago, and naturally knew the legend of the 'Ultimate Door'. In order to find the so-called 'Ultimate Gate', he united with several powerful men of the same level and spent a lot of time, finally proving that the so-called 'Ultimate Gate' was just a lie.

It's something that doesn't exist.

Just like a product of fantasy, it only exists in the fantasies of some people.

He even personally caught a newly 'born' elixir and used immortal texts to explore the place where the opponent appeared, but the final result was just an ordinary space fluctuation, with nothing behind it.

And these seemingly shrewd elixirs are just false "knowledge from birth". In fact, they are just "written" into a memory by the power of heaven and earth. Just like the light group life, they are all special lives, nothing special.

"Think of a way again. Even if you can't create a puppet, you still have to find the opponent's weaknesses."

Recalling the scene of the previous death of the sea area guardian, the miserable Taoist gave this subordinate a new task.

It has been reduced from copying to finding weaknesses.

Black Wind Village was rebuilt.

After the breakthrough, Wu Chong used his newly acquired power to modify the Black Wind Stronghold inside and out.

The lost buildings were also snatched back, and not only that, they also made a lot of money from the miserable Taoist. Not to mention the captured Dream Demon materials, even the defenders of the sea area were killed by Wu Chong. This is the only Great Dream Master in the entire Immortal Mansion who is at the level of the Five Realms.

The staff has also been expanded again.

In addition to the original Guxuan Immortal Lord and Liujia Mengzhu, Zhao and Zhu officially joined in and moved the law enforcement hall at the core of the Immortal Mansion. Ghost Anaconda also brought all his followers to join the Black Wind Village and became Wu Chong's subordinates. He had no objection to this 'big brother''s decision to become sworn brother.

Anyway, he already has a sworn brother, the Dragon King, so having one more will have no effect.

Let the two of them hang out together from now on.

After two days of simple handling, the headmaster, who disliked the trouble, simply left his son to go into seclusion, leaving all trivial matters to Guxuan Immortal Lord.

He now discovered the second ability of Gu Xuan Immortal Lord.

Great tool man!
  Just like his apprentice Yan Shijiu when he was in the Chaos Sea World, it is very easy to use.

Inside the secret room.

Wu Chong sensed the situation inside his body.

The current situation in his body is somewhat complicated, divided into three areas: the center of the brow, the heart, and the dantian. In the short term, there will be no impact, but considering the further progress in the later period, this issue still needs to be sorted out as soon as possible, and at the very least, the direction of subsequent practice must be clarified.

After practicing to this point, he can already vaguely sense the existence of eternity.

Something that the ancient tower and the abyss have fought for for endless years.

Nine times out of ten, it’s eternity!

The 'real eternity' that summoned these monks from the Sea of ​​Chaos.

"panel."

With a thought, the familiar interface appeared again.