I said I would turn back time

"President, this is the medicinal soup that Madam asked me to deliver."

The maid respectfully placed the porcelain bowl on the table in front of her, glanced curiously at the paper crane on the chair beside her, and then slowly withdrew.

As the maid left, the President picked up the soup bowl, smiled and said to Zhihe: "Senior, don't you want to eat something? This medicinal meal is carefully prepared by my alchemist, even after I take it every day It has some wonderful effects and can enhance your physique a little.”

The President looked at the paper crane in front of him and was very curious about the current state of the immortal behind it.

Is he really coming down to earth? Seriously injured and incurable? Casting spells across boundaries? Or is Li Daitao stiff...or is it some kind of more peculiar state?

However, Zhihe ignored the President's temptation, and had no intention of revealing his true identity in front of the President. He rejected the other party directly, and then returned to the topic just now.

"Lin Xing is not that easy to deal with."

"It's useless to catch one or two of his flaws. Only by catching all of his flaws can he be completely suppressed."

"Otherwise, as long as we leave him any chance to make a comeback, he will have to fight in the next game."

"Oh?" the president said thoughtfully: "So you still want to wait for the other party to reveal more flaws."

The old voice in the paper crane said faintly: "If...if I fight, I will win and can be called the strongest, then Lin Xing means that as long as he is not willing, no one in the two worlds can fight with him. , can be called invincible.”

"But as long as people live in this world, there will always be times when they cannot escape."

"Even if you become an immortal, in the final analysis, you are just a living being who has mastered powerful power. You also have things that you are unwilling to give up."

"And Lin Xing's personality is destined to defeat him at this point."

Zhihe said calmly: "Maybe this is the fate of that bullshit."

"The strongest and invincible?" The president nodded thoughtfully, and then smiled: "It really makes me feel excited. Are you interested in helping me, senior, to show me what the strongest is?"

As he spoke, his fingertips flicked slightly, causing streaks of lightning to swim in his hands like spiritual snakes.

The old voice coming from the paper crane said slowly: "Junior, since you have repeatedly tested me, if I don't give you some response, it will seem like I am afraid of you."

"But if I take action, the person will die."

"Although I don't want to kill you, I can teach you some lessons."

The president, who was playing with the lightning on his fingertips just now, suddenly stopped because the lightning that was flashing in his hand had disappeared at some point.

At the same time, a strong smell of blood hit his face.

And the head of the soup maid just now fell into his arms at some point, staining the president's body blood red.

Threads of blood continued to fall down his clothes and pants, and sprinkled on the ground bit by bit.

Looking at his head in his arms, the president showed a hint of surprise: "Senior is really good at it."

He raised the maid's head and looked at it, letting the still warm blood flow from his palm and bursts of white air.

Sensing the situation in his head, the President thought to himself: "It looks like he was already dead before the head was taken off... interesting."

There was a soft boom, followed by a burst of thunder and lightning, and the head in the president's hand turned into a puff of smoke.

He looked at the paper crane as if nothing had happened, as if he had just wiped away some rubbish.

"Senior, on the other side of Donghai City, it seems that we need to continue to keep an eye on Zhao Ping and Tianshou until Lin Xing reveals more flaws?"

Zhihe also didn't pay attention to the maid just now, as if he just stepped on an ant casually.

He said coldly: "But you really should go to Donghai City in person. At least you can't let Lin Xing continue to do what he wants to do so smoothly."

After hearing Zhihe's reply, the President said slowly: "It's no problem to go to Donghai City. Anyway, after I completed the fourth level of immortality, I have long wanted to go to Xia Kingdom."

"But the recent actions of the Great Light Buddha are so conspicuous. It seems that he has gained a lot on the moon. Do you want me to stop by and test it out?"

After hearing Zhihe's affirmative reply, a smile appeared on the president's face: "Senior, so much has been done. I wonder how you have considered the conditions I mentioned last time?"

Seeing that Zhihe did not answer, the President was not in a hurry and just continued: "I studied under an overseas immortal sect and went to sea at the age of 16. I rode the wind and waves all the way. After 4 years of fighting at sea, countless intrigues and life-and-death battles, I finally arrived. Central Plains.”

"But the imagined source of immortality, the ancestral court of martial arts, was a huge disappointment to me."

"Not only are the legendary immortals long gone, but even the ascension to the prosperous age has not happened for nearly a thousand years."

"This Central Plains is full of incompetent trash, inside and outside the nine major sects. When I look at it, they are all incompetent trash..."

Speaking of this, the President sighed: "I originally wanted to find a better inheritance in the Central Plains and prepare for my future ascension, but I didn't expect that the so-called Central Plains had long been in a mess."

"I failed to find a satisfactory inheritance, so in the end I had no choice but to return to my master's inheritance..."

One of the reasons why the President was dissatisfied with the original sect's inheritance was that the fourth inheritance King he controlled had a flaw.

Just like soldiers and Taoists who are the same as the first generation, they are strong and weak at different stages.

The soldiers may be more powerful at first, but once the Taoist boy masters spiritual thoughts and learns various Taoist techniques, he can steadily dominate the soldiers.

After reaching the fourth inheritance, there is also a similar situation.

For example, the Heavenly King inheritance mastered by the Great President was unparalleled in power at the beginning, and it was also the most powerful inheritance among the four inheritances.

However, as the cultivation of each of the Four Legends' masters deepens, the combat power of the Heavenly King's inheritance will gradually fall behind in the ranking of the Four Legends, and gradually change from the original top combat power to the middle to lower level.

Originally, the president planned to rely on his own power, as well as various weapons, armor and other foreign objects to make up for this problem.

But the appearance of the immortal in front of him gave him a new goal.

"The fourth inheritance is divided into nine levels of fairy scene, each scene is stronger than the other."

"It's a pity that the final three-level fairy scene passed down by me, the Heavenly King, has quite a few flaws in it. I wonder if seniors can correct the flaws in this Heavenly King's inheritance for me?"

After the president learned that Lin Xing's skills, sublimation and other abilities had been weakened by the immortals in the Immortal Courtyard, one of the things that came to his mind was that since his cultivation could be weakened, could it be enhanced?

Then he thought that if he could use the authority of the Immortal Court to increase the strength of his Heavenly King inheritance by several levels, then many things would become simpler.

There is no need to worry about being surpassed or even defeated by the other three Immortal Emperors in the future.

At this moment, the paper crane in front of the President responded: "All the immortal methods in this world are obtained from the transmission of methods from the upper world."

"Therefore, all the inheritances in this world are recorded in the Immortal Court, and the Immortal Court regulates the sun and the moon and circulates the heavens, so it can naturally manage the various inheritances in this world."

"It is not impossible to change your Heavenly King inheritance."

Just when the voice coming from the paper crane made the president feel hot, the next words he said poured cold water on him.

"But if anyone could easily modify the inheritance, the world would have been in chaos."

"The mystery involved involves the movement of heaven. It is the highest secret of the Immortal Court. It is impossible for me to tell you."

"I can only tell you that if you want to correct your inheritance through the Immortal Court, you'd better give up this idea as soon as possible."

Although the president was filled with disappointment after hearing this, he became more ambitious.

After all, he never thought that the condition he proposed would definitely come true. It was more of a way to inquire about the Immortal Court and collect intelligence.

The information he got from the other party made his desire and ambition to control the Immortal Court even stronger.

As if not wanting the President to be too disappointed, the voice in the paper crane advised again: "If you are worried that the Heavenly King inheritance will not be able to compete with the other four traditions in the future, you don't have to worry so much. I can help you transform the Heavenly King inheritance and modify the cultivation method. Transforming to cultivate another three-level immortal scene will definitely not make you weaker than the other four-level experts."

"Even if you are not satisfied with this, if I help you ascend to the Immortal Palace in the future, will your future be comparable to those of wild immortals?"

The President smiled slightly, and finally agreed to the deal with the other party, who would help him modify the next cultivation method inherited by the Heavenly King.

And he will first go to the Great Light Buddha to talk to him, and then come to Donghai City...

…

A few days later.

In a lively underground square in Donghai City.

Lin Xing was sitting in front of a stall, eating the pot stickers in front of him intently.

The crispy shell was bitten open by his teeth, and the delicious gravy flowed out, gradually filling his mouth.

"Pick one up for me." Bai Yiyi's swallowing voice kept coming from Lin Xing's chest: "Hurry up and get one for me, master."

A spiritual thought swept across the pot sticker, sending it to Lin Xing's chest and disappearing.

Opposite Lin Xing, Duan Feixia was sitting on a chair with a nervous look on her face, looking around from time to time, as if she was afraid that someone would catch her.

Looking at Lin Xing who was still eating in front of her, she finally couldn't help but ask: "Why on earth are we coming out? Are the people from Xinguo still looking for us? What if they catch us?"

In the past few days, she had been asked by Lin Xing to run around the city.

Duan Feixia originally thought that the other party had something important to do, but she found that the other party seemed to be just looking for something to eat everywhere, acting like a gourmet tourist.

Lin Xing said calmly: "Relax, Donghai City is so big, you won't meet your captor by chance."

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm and said, "Give me some more Yang Chen Gu."

Duan Feixia sighed helplessly, and gently tapped the opponent's palm with her white and tender fingers. In the past few days, the opponent had been asking her to give out various dust poisons in addition to eating everywhere every day.