My Xiuxian script went astray

Chapter 196 I’ve been waiting for you for a long time

Chen Lang readily agreed. He would take whatever he wanted anyway, and he didn’t have difficulty making decisions.

Soon, Chen Lang was taken to a mausoleum. Although he didn't know whether he had visited there before, he was already very familiar with the environment, so there was no need to explain much.

"I didn't see the inheritance when I came here before." Chen Lang said.

"Of course you can't see it, because the inheritance is kept in my hands." The temple keeper waved his sleeves, and the wind blew.

Suddenly, the ancestor's paintings on the wall came alive, the lines were warm, revealing an inexplicable Taoist charm.

This surprised Chen Lang. Every tomb had a painting of the tomb owner. He had explored it and even removed two wall bricks, but he found nothing interesting.

It turns out that it was hidden in the hands of this old man!

"Why don't you just give it to me directly? Why do you have to come to the grave?"

"A sense of ritual." replied the temple keeper.

Chen Lang thought that since he inherited this family’s heritage, didn’t that mean he also inherited everything?
He looked at Lao Deng.

"It's not about quantity or refinement of secret techniques. There is nothing truly important in this world except resources." The temple keeper said, "If you can stand at a higher level, you can suppress everything with your physical strength. This is the simplicity of the great way."

Chen Lang thought about it and gave up the idea of ​​exploding the scroll.

If there are any good things in the Tianjian Sect, these old guys might hide them, but Zhou Yuanxing is the descendant of Zhou Tianzheng and they will not keep them secret. You will know after beating him up.

After the temple keeper left, Chen Lang began to visualize this picture.

Soon, the system displayed the identification results.

[Alchemy: A secret technique that can melt treasures into one, extract essence, and refine elixirs. ]

What a plain and simple name.

Chen Lang finished reading the magical powers, then opened the system and took out the skill book from the warehouse.

I originally wanted to keep it to learn the ancient immortal secret technique given by Yan Xue'e, but that thing is a bit high-level and I can't learn it even with the intermediate skill book.

Then fix this first.

[Do you want to use the skill book to add points to 'Alchemy'? ]

【Yes. 】

[Your proficiency has reached the maximum. Your alchemy skills have reached perfection. No one in the world understands it better than you.]

In an instant, a powerful stream of information flooded into my mind, and I felt like something was drilling into my brain.

That thing, with an inexplicable and terrifying power, curled up in my mind, vivid and lifelike.

Then, it spoke.

"Did you spot me?"

Chen Lang:?
"It's okay. Since you're so anxious to find me, I'll come first. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Before Chen Lang could react, he suddenly found that his body was unable to move!

And that "power" was still hidden in his sea of ​​consciousness, without any big movement.

This made Chen Lang feel strange. Could it be that the system had become Turing-enabled? Why did the voice sound like a man's?

"Well, I found it."

At this time, the voice said again: "The things left by the Southern Cult Master are indeed useful. If it weren't for his puppetry, it would be difficult for me to succeed."

"The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord?" Chen Lang said.

"it's me."

The voice laughed in my mind, "Well, are you surprised? I have never left, I have been hiding beside you."

"Then you really know how to choose." said Chen Lang.

"It must."

The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord said, "The Lu family's Taoist treasures taste really good, but I think the Zhong family's stuff is better. I heard that the Zhong family has a good relationship with you, right?"

"What did you steal from Lu's house? Let me see?" Chen Lang said.

"I got some, but not much. He has a lot of good stuff at home, but it attracted too much attention. You ruined my business before I could do anything." The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord's voice suddenly turned cold. "Now it's time for you to pay the price."

As he spoke, Chen Lang felt a chill running down his neck, as if a basin of ice water was poured on his head, but his body was clean, without a drop of sweat.

The body was gradually controlled.

"Hahaha! So what? Do you regret it? Are you scared?" the voice in his head came. Chen Lang ignored him.

The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord laughed wildly for a while, and then he felt bored.

Because he can now feel Chen Lang's mood.

This made him feel a little embarrassed.

“To be honest, we are acquaintances. We have met in the Qingmu Sect and the Southern Sect. Since you have guessed my identity and know what I do, why do you have to expose me?

I eat my food, you live your life, can't we just live in peace?"

Chen Lang understood what he meant. It referred to the time when Lu Ming asked him to solve the problem of the mark left by the Empress on Lu Youzhi, he revealed Lu Youzhi's true identity.

But he was too lazy to explain. Lu Ming was another matter. The real grudge between him and the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord had already been formed when the Lotus Sect saw Lu Youzhi's body.

It is hard to tell who is right and who is wrong, but fortunately he never likes to explain and is only good at doing things.

"Did you kill Lu Youzhi?" Chen Lang felt his body being eroded bit by bit, but he didn't care.

"I didn't kill him."

The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord said, "When Zhou Tianzheng appeared, he had already committed suicide out of fear of crime, before his father showed up.

I just took advantage of his memory before his death and imitated him."

"That's still a manly thing." Chen Lang commented.

"You should take care of yourself now." said the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord.

"Then how did you manage to imitate so closely?" Chen Lang asked. He had tested it many times before. This kid's imitation ability had reached the level of unity between man and nature. He once doubted whether he had made a mistake or not. He even wondered whether the corpse he saw on Lotus Mountain was Lu Youzhi's or just another illusion.
"It's very simple."

"I ate his soul."

"He has become a part of me, and you will be too."

"That's a pretty impressive skill. Can I learn it?" Chen Lang asked.

"You are really eager to learn." The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord praised, "But it's a pity that you are going to die."

"Can we learn it after we die?" Chen Lang asked again.

He felt that the previous skill book was wasted and this one was more useful.

“I can’t learn it.” The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord felt that Chen Lang was teasing him. This attitude did not have any fear before death, nor any sense of ritual of taking over another’s body and killing someone. He was a little unhappy, and his voice was very cold. “This is a natural ability. You can regard it as a special physique.”

"That's a bit of a pity." Chen Lang expressed regret.

Then, Chen Lang suddenly felt that he could move.

But the voice of the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord came immediately afterwards, "Do you have any last words? I am a person who is very devoted. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, I can help you fulfill them after I finish my work."

"Yes, please wait a moment."

Chen Lang was not in a hurry. He opened the system, took out the Nine Revolutions Pill and swallowed it.

Then he took out a bronze bell, pulled out the cotton cloth stuffed underneath, injected true energy into it, and shook it gently.

At this moment, the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord had not yet devoured the soul and failed to obtain Chen Lang's memory, so he didn't know what Chen Lang was doing and just thought he was saving himself.

After doing all this, Chen Lang asked: "By the way, you always devour other people's souls, then do you have a real body? Or do you only have a soul?"

"You don't need to know." The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord did not answer, not because it was a secret, but because he felt that Chen Lang's tone was like interrogating a prisoner.

Suddenly, the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord realized something was wrong. He felt that his soul was rapidly weakening, and an irresistible force was acting on him, causing him to age, disintegrate and die.

"Heavenly disaster!"

"Why is there a heavenly calamity!" A terrified and shocked voice came from my mind.

"You're a little noisy."

Chen Lang pinched his ears, and his body began to disappear. Cracks appeared on his arms and legs, and incense ash popped out.

【Repair is in progress.】

But the Nine Revolutions Pill was also taking effect, and a tug-of-war began again.

Now the smile shifted to Chen Lang's face, "If you don't have your true body, you can die."

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(End of this chapter)