Today I hold the world

In my sleep, the bottomless black abyss is full of human bones, and the heads of skeletons are soaked in the hot and strong poisonous water. I can't see the sky when I look up, and the road is bumpy and bumpy.

Walking and walking, I finally finished the long Nether Road, my body was so tired that it was about to fall apart, when I raised my head, a yellow-haired corpse suddenly appeared in front of me, the yellow-haired corpse was covered with hair and could not see its face clearly. But the long fangs were dripping with blood, which made people feel cold and frightened.

Mao Penger pretended to be brave and yelled: "Why are you a ghost, dare to come out to scare your grandpa Peng?"

The yellow-haired corpse stood there upright, motionless, silent, only hissing.

Mao Peng'er was curious, and slowly approached, the next moment, the yellow-haired corpse started to frantically pull the hair on his face, and within ten breaths, the hair on his face was all gone, revealing a bloody face, with a sinister smile : "Who do you say I am?"

At first Mao Peng'er didn't notice it, but when Mao Penger found that the yellow-haired corpse in front of him was him, the daybreak chicken in the spiritual field outside the house croaked loudly, and he woke up suddenly from his dream, gasping for breath, his face and hands were covered with sweat. The winter chill was completely steamed away.

After waking up completely, he cleaned up the filth, put on his clothes, and walked out of the house, facing the not-so-warm sunlight.

Take a chair and sit outside the door, in front of you is a large spiritual field, all of which are planted with the same color [Huangjingcao], black earth and yellow grass, which is not pleasing to the eye.

"It's so ugly, I won't grow such a ghost in the future." Mao Peng'er muttered and cursed to herself.

This was the morning of the second day he returned to Qingling Mountain. He sat in front of the Lingtian for half the morning, frowning in a daze.

Gou Youwei ordered him two things.

The first one, within [-] days, at least [-] people with some power will be pulled out of the mountain and stepped into the trap.

The second rule is to find out the number of disciples in Lingshan, the defense information, and the strength and weakness of each foundation and Jindan cultivator within ten days.

The pressure of these two things on him is like teaching him to move a big mountain. With his current skills, it is difficult to pull three people, not to mention twenty.

He still needs to obtain all kinds of information. Do you want a husband Ling Zhi to go to various halls to inquire about the secrets of the sect?That's almost impossible.

Counting from today, there are only fifteen days left for him to live. After fifteen days, if he fails to complete the two tasks, his body will be pierced by a yellow needle, and his seven orifices will bleed and explode to death.

Chasing orders is on my body, and I can't rest for a moment. I just fell asleep after squinting for a while last night, and the dream I had almost scared my soul away.

too frightening.

Although the task is difficult to complete, there is always a glimmer of life. Mao Penger is still young and not the kind of master who bows his head and accepts his fate.

Some people, once they start plotting evil, can quickly become a complete black hand.

In the middle of the morning, Mao Peng'er thought of a total of [-] strategies, selected the best of them, picked out three or two, and then began to think about the person to be framed.

In this huge Qingling Mountain, not all of them are black-hearted who are against him. From childhood to adulthood, there are still two or three good friends.

It is true that my family is in trouble now, but if I really harm my friends because they are easy to fool, then I really have no conscience, and even the last little bit of character and principle that I want to protect will be broken.

All the people who are good to themselves must not be entrapped. Since they are unlucky to catch up with themselves today, they simply drag those who bully themselves, sarcastically ridicule themselves, and always trip themselves up.

After thinking clearly, Mao Penger stood up suddenly, her eyes became indifferent, and she snorted:

"I was unable to resist before, but now I'm going to die, so I'm afraid of you!"

Going straight out of the cemetery along the Lingtian path, I bumped into a stupid boy who was sixteen or seventeen on the road, and heard him shouting: "Senior Brother Mao, where are you going?"

"You can control it? Go water the rain, all the spiritual fields will be watered today, and you won't be allowed to sleep if you don't finish watering." Mao Peng'er gave him a vicious look, and continued walking on his own.

This young man is one of his five subordinates. His name is Xu Zhang Dehou. His aptitude is too poor, but he has a kind heart. Because he is simple and ugly, he is always bullied by others. There is a way to live on Qingling Mountain.

After a person's heart becomes hard for the first time, he will have a feeling of enlightenment when looking at various things. Since the jungle of the jungle preys on the weak in this world, why should he always be kind to others? Keeping some fierce looks is not necessarily a bad thing.

Although Mao Penger said to Gou Youwei yesterday that he has no power, he is still a leader of Lingyuan in Qingling Mountain East District. In terms of relationship, he is willing to sell his face.

This is the basis of doing things. Since there is a relationship, it shouldn't be difficult to pull the tiger's skin into the water in a short time. His life is almost gone.

The old man surnamed Gou was obviously playing a big game of chess. If there was no strongman behind him, how could he dare to catch himself and blackmail him by himself, and he wanted to catch more than 20 water ghosts.

So think about it at a deeper level, does it prove that there are powerful forces that want to attack Qingling Mountain.

The more she thought about it, the more she thought about it, the more frightened Mao Penger became, as she kept walking and thinking.

In the end, he went all out. Since the sect is in crisis, it doesn't matter if he does something he has to do for his life. Anyway, no one on this mountain cares about his life.

There are a total of seven halls in Qingling Mountain, and the number of people is about tens of thousands. The six halls of refining equipment, alchemy, military equipment, religious affairs, scientific supervision, and Lingzhi are all honest and honest. Only the practice hall managed by the ancestor Liu himself It is the hall where life and death are promulgated.

Although Mao Peng'er didn't know the overall situation, the basic situation in the mountains was getting callused from what others said.

The master of the Lingzhi Hall he was in was called Dai Liyu, who was a very old-fashioned and tricky old woman. She walked all the way outside the main hall of Lingzhi Hall, reported to the gatekeeper, and was soon invited inside.

After laying the groundwork, Mao Penger danced and danced, his eyebrows danced, and he said that the ancestor Liu taught him a private matter, and he wanted to recruit some disciples from other halls, and all of them were under the foundation. Mao Penger didn't say such an order, and Dai Liyu didn't dare to ask. She had built the foundation for hundreds of years, and there was no hope of forming an alchemy. She didn't want to waste her time in these last days. Recently, she was thinking about how to pass on her position to her capable juniors.

Mao Penger needed Dai Liyu's support, Dai Liyu didn't think too much, and directly gave the decree and recommended jade pendant, Mao Penger happily held it in his hand, knelt on the ground and walked out of the palace gate after three kowtows.

Dai Liyu was old and weak, and his energy was not as high as when he was young. How could he think that Ling Zhifu, a mere fifth-level qi practitioner, would dare to lie to her, and he didn't have any doubts.

In the next four days, Mao Penger, relying on an order from Dai Liyu, one of the six masters of Qingling Mountain, recruited a total of eighteen little chieftains, all of whom were his former enemies. go out and do things.

In the end, they didn't even let go of the two old cultivators guarding the mountain gate.

On the fifth day, the nineteen people returned one by one, staring at Mao Penger as if they wished to bite the bones and eat the marrow.

Mao Penger pretended not to notice, since they were all on the same boat anyway, and whoever stabbed it would be the first to die.