"What should we do now? Shall we go back?" Qin Shaojie looked at Bei Mingzhan and asked.
"Go back and find the blood of Suzaku." Beimingzhan said.
"Still looking for it?" Qin Shaojie asked in surprise. "The current situation is not very good. Don't we need to prepare?"
"Of course I want to go." Bei Mingzhan took a deep look at Qin Shaojie and said, "How can I help you if I don't go find the Suzaku's blood?"
Qin Shaojie was shocked by Bei Mingzhan's eyes, and thought to himself, does he know something?
"I did guess something." Bei Mingzhan suddenly said.
"Ah?" Qin Shaojie was stunned. How did he know what I was thinking? He asked nervously. "You, what do you know?"
"I know something, but I don't know anything." Bei Mingzhan said with an enigmatic face. "It depends on whether you are willing to say it or not."
Qin Shaojie was a little surprised and confused.
It seems that Beiming Zhan is not that easy to fool. When he asked him this question, he should have already suspected it. Although his demonstration was flawless, this old guy couldn't be fooled so easily.
To say or not to say, that is the question.
If you don't say it, it would seem that you are too insincere. After all, he is the head of the four great hermit sects of Medicine, and he has been doing his best to fulfill his duties for so long. But tell me, how should I say it?
Well, do you really want to tell him that there is a great devil’s consciousness hidden in your body?
After struggling for a long time, Qin Shaojie gritted his teeth and decided to speak out.
Even if he says it, it doesn't matter. Beiming Zhan will never kill him.
"That's it." Qin Shaojie spoke slowly, explaining how he became a cultivator, how he entered the imperial mausoleum to obtain the Tiger Soul Sword, and then how he became possessed by Ming's spiritual consciousness.
After listening to Qin Shaojie's words, Bei Mingzhan nodded calmly and said, "I should have guessed a long time ago. When you asked about the method of reshaping the body, it must be to reshape someone's body, but I didn't expect that it would actually happen.
It's him."
"The devil was so powerful back then that he was even called the 'tyrant' by the devil, Ming."
Qin Shaojie was also a little surprised. He had never heard that Ming had such a unique nickname.
"Old guy, were you a tyrant before?" Qin Shaojie asked Ming.
"Don't listen to other people's nonsense. How can I be a tyrant?" Ming said unhappily. "It's just that you didn't understand the situation at that time."
"Oh? Then tell me, so I can hear about your glorious history." Qin Shaojie said with a smile.
He also became interested in the old man Ming's past.
Tyrant, haha, no wonder you were sealed in Emperor Qin's coffin. That guy was also a tyrant. It just so happened that you two made a perfect match.
"What is in the past is in the past, and there is no point in talking about it." Ming Dai refused to obey.
Damn, this old guy is so good at it, he even came up with such a sentence full of philosophy and insights.
But Qin Shaojie has a stubborn temper. The more you don't tell me, the more curious I will be and I have to force you to tell me.
"Old guy, I'm going to be angry if you don't tell me." Qin Shaojie said.
"Tch, you're angry for nothing." Ming said nonchalantly. "I only have a trace of consciousness left now, what can you do to me?"
"Damn." Qin Shaojie cursed, but then said with a wicked smile. "Hey, old guy, didn't you listen to what Bei Mingzhan said? There is a way to help you reshape your body. If you don't tell me, then,
But don’t blame me for making you look like an old man, hehe.”
"Damn it, you threatened me, you are killing people with a weak knife." Ming shouted angrily.
"I threatened you, what about you bite me?" Qin Shaojie said proudly.
Ming was yelling angrily, but there was nothing he could do about Qin Shaojie. There was nothing he could do about it, why would anyone want to grab his weak spot?
"Okay, I said that's okay." In the end, Ming compromised.
"Go on, tell me. I'm all ears to hear what glorious past you, old guy, have." Qin Shaojie said with a smile.
"Hey, actually, I was wronged." Ming sighed and said.
Qin Shaojie wanted to laugh even more when he heard this. Why did he feel more and more familiar with these words?
This reminds Qin Shaojie of that TV series. As soon as the prisoner is brought up, he will always kneel down and burst into tears, and then shout to the black-faced man behind the desk, "Sir, I was wronged."
"My master, the previous Lord of the Demonic Way, became an immortal by chance and became an immortal. Therefore, I took over his position and became the new Master of the Demonic Way, leading the eight sects of the Demonic Way."
Ming continued. "But at that time, I was still very young, and I was still a pink young lady."
"Damn it, old guy, are you still shameless?" Qin Shaojie immediately shouted. "How old are you, and you are still a pink and tender young lady? If you want to say a pink and tender young lady, you also mean that I am so elegant and upright.
Mao's handsome boy, can you get in on it?"
"Damn it." Ming said unhappily. "I was only over two hundred years old when I took over the position of my master. You said, according to the age of the cultivation world, what am I if I am not a young shota?"
Qin Shaojie thought for a while, and Ming was right. In this world of cultivation, which can easily last for tens of thousands of years, a mere two hundred years old is not worth mentioning in proportion. They are still underage. However,
This old guy said he was a young lady without being ashamed, which seemed a bit shameless.
Who knows what you looked like when you were older.
"This demonic path has the same virtue as the righteous path and the secular world." Ming said. "For interests and status, there are constant internal strife and disputes."
"You said, I was so young at that time, and my cultivation was not as good as that of the previous eight sect masters. How could I be in charge of the demonic path well?"
"So, I endured it, and then continued to improve my cultivation. I have endured it for five or six hundred years."
Qin Shaojie was secretly impressed when he heard this. This old guy's strength and patience were really getting better. After five or six hundred years, he could endure it and become a Ninja Turtle.
"The moment I reach the peak of my cultivation, I won't have to endure it anymore." Ming said suddenly. "Of the eight sect leaders you see now, only three were sect leaders when my master was still around. The others
The five of them were all elected as sect leaders later."
"It's very simple." Ming said. "The moment I endured until my cultivation reached its peak, I killed all the five eight sect masters who had been against me."
"My God, old guy, you are so hateful." Qin Shaojie said in surprise.
This Ming is really powerful. He is also a demonic person, but he is so ruthless. He actually killed all five sect leaders in one go after enduring for hundreds of years.
Emotions, this is where the name ‘tyrant’ comes from.