Mo Chen didn't expect Zhuo Yifan to be able to deal with even the remnant soul of the Demon King. This was too outrageous.
How long has it been since you last left here?
Even if Zhuo Yifan was blessed by nature and trained through the time and space barrier, it would be impossible for him to be so exaggerated!
In fact, Zhuo Yifan's cultivation time is really not short. It is equivalent to tens of thousands of years of intensive cultivation for others. To be able to reach this state, Zhuo Yifan himself is actually very ashamed.
If such a long training time was given to perverted earthlings like Long Xiangtian Zhuoran, I'm afraid the Demon King would have been defeated long ago.
Zhuo Yifan is just luckier and has been blessed for several lifetimes.
Now he is more willing to believe that the reason for his series of adventures is actually the result of his deliberate arrangement in the previous life.
After all, everything he encountered could not be described as heaven-defying.
Mo Chen looked deeply at Zhuo Yifan. He was now just a remnant of the past Mo Chen. Even if he saw the fine wine, he could not enjoy it.
But his ideology is actually exactly the same as Mo Chen five thousand years ago.
This is equivalent to Zhuo Yifan communicating with Mo Chen from five thousand years ago. Of course, he also retains his previous personality.
"Master Patriarch, I would like to ask a question, how can we rescue Qingxuan? Now that her consciousness is forced to sleep by Shen Moyun and her body is occupied by Shen Moyun, how can we destroy Shen Moyun without harming her?"
Zhuo Yifan has always been worried about Qingxuan's safety, but he is not even sure about the Qianji Clan's secret skills.
Of course he has the strength and confidence to kill Shen Moyun, but at the same time, if Shen Moyun wants to do anything to Qingxuan, he is powerless.
Now, Zhuo Yifan doesn't want to delay it any longer.
He wants to solve all worldly matters and devote himself to exploring Xingtian's secrets.
Mo Chen frowned and said: "Xiaofan, this is not easy to handle! It is almost impossible to kill Shen Moyun without hurting Qingxuan."
Zhuo Yifan said anxiously: "Qing Xuan has been sleeping for so long. What if Shen Moyun really takes away his body?"
Mo Chen said: "Shen Moyun is under your control now. She shouldn't dare to do this because she knows your feelings for Qingxuan. Once she does this, you will have no scruples."
Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly and said: "If Shen Moyun doesn't die, she will always regard Qingxuan as her clone. No matter how far the distance is, as long as her soul is projected over, she can occupy Qingxuan's body. This is really too dangerous."
Mo Chen said: "The women of the Qianji Clan are very cruel. Once offended, they will almost never end up fighting to the death."
Zhuo Yifan said worriedly: "I destroyed her body and all her clones. She hates me so much that there is no possibility of making peace!"
"Even if you make peace on the surface, there will definitely be trouble behind the scenes. The women of the Thousand Machine Tribe are stubborn, very stubborn and traditional. It is almost impossible to change what they believe in, but there is a way to make them change.
Do you want to try it?"
Mo Chen suddenly said with a sly smile.
Zhuo Yifan, however, didn't notice his expression. He was overjoyed when he heard that there was a way out: "The ancestor is still mighty. Please tell me what you can do."
"It's very simple. The people of the Qianji Clan are very traditional and have a stubborn emphasis on chastity. As long as Xiaofan uses your male instinct and gives her...hehe, you don't have to worry about her being disobedient."
Mo Chen suddenly smiled very obscenely, which directly overturned the image of this patriarch in Zhuo Yifan's mind.
"Grandmaster...are you really the Grandmaster and not some demon pretending to be you?" Zhuo Yifan glared at Mo Chen with a strange smile on his face: "I didn't expect that Grandmaster is also a sweetheart! You have such strong tastes, you should
Didn’t you ever have an idea for the Elf Queen?”
Mo Chen laughed and said: "It's just a trivial matter. It's not worth mentioning. The Elf Queen is too stubborn, and it's hard to use force and succeed!"
He looked at Zhuo Yifan and said solemnly: "Shen Moyun, as a member of the Qianji tribe, has received blood inheritance. She has the secret of refining high-level puppet warriors, and can even refine real immortals and heavenly immortals into puppets.
This is very important to you, and if you can achieve good things with her, you will naturally get all of this."
"Isn't this a little too nasty? What if she doesn't give in?"
Zhuo Yifan hesitated.
"If it doesn't work once, then twice, if it doesn't work twice, then three times. Are you still a man? Is it so difficult to make a woman submissive? How do you conquer your little wife?"
Mo Chen shouted impatiently. Anyway, his image in front of Zhuo Yifan was gone. He was also broken and his style was completely exposed.
Zhuo Yifan had black streaks all over his head. He never expected that the founder of the Xianling Sect would turn out to be such a ruffian.
But it’s not surprising when you think about it. As for fortune tellers, how many are serious who don’t just rely on their words to deceive people?
However, why does it feel so weird to let him force himself on Shen Moyun?
Although it is Qingxuan's body, there are two souls in this body!
Are you dating Shen Moyun or Qing Xuan?
No matter which one, this kind of strength is somewhat contrary to Zhuo Yifan's principles!
Mo Chen encouraged: "Don't think about it anymore. If you drag it on, Qingxuan's soul consciousness will be completely swallowed by her. At that time, your only choice is to kill Shen Moyun."
Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly and said: "You really have a bad idea. Forget it, I'll take a look at the situation first."
He stepped out of the altar in one step and came to the back mountain. With a thought, Tianyao No. 1 cut through the void and appeared in front of him. He said respectfully: "See the master."
Zhuo Yifan took a closer look and found that although the appearance of Tianyao No. 1 had not changed much, the aura on his body was actually stronger.
He couldn't help but be secretly surprised that Tianyao No. 1 was actually practicing.
This is too shocking for a high-level puppet warrior.
For ordinary puppet warriors, it is considered good if they can at most exert most of their strength before birth. Those like Tianyao No. 1 who can fully exert their previous strength are considered special cases. Now they are practicing privately, and they are no different from independent life forms.
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Zhuo Yifan couldn't figure out what went wrong. Anyway, he felt weird looking at Tianyao No. 1. Although he didn't feel any hostility from him, he still had a feeling of injustice.
A bright light flashed in Tianyao No. 1's eyes, and he knelt down on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Master, without your permission, I shouldn't practice without authorization. Please forgive me, Master."
Zhuo Yifan's eyes fell lightly on him and said: "It's not your fault. It's good that you can realize cultivation. I have a set of cultivation methods here, and I will pass them on to you!"
Tianyao No. 1 said with great joy: "Thank you, master, for the gift."
As the master, Zhuo Yifan is not worried about his betrayal.
As soon as his heart moved, a drop of holy water from the underworld was poured out and fell into his head.
He wanted to see what magical effects a puppet with self-awareness would have if it was nourished by the holy water of the underworld.
The underworld holy water entered Tianyao No. 1's head, and he suddenly trembled. Two golden lights burst out from his eyes, as if he had taken a magic pill. His whole aura surged, and the powerful aura exploded out, almost to the point of death.
Break through the sky.
Zhuo Yifan stretched out his hand and pressed it slightly, and invisible power spread across the void, sealing the void.
But there was still a trace of aura leaking out, which almost caused a sensation throughout Jupiter.