You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Liu Yi stood behind the crowd, his expression stern, staring quietly at the hustle and bustle in front of the city gate.

The crowd gradually retreated like the tide, and he took a step back. In an instant, he seemed to merge into the void, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

The wind was howling wildly, and Liu Yi was soaring in the sky in this fierce wind.

At this moment, his heart was filled with anxiety, knowing that he had to rush back to Zhongzhou as quickly as possible to gather forces from all sides.

This is a race against time. Once we miss this opportunity, it will be extremely difficult to gain a chance of winning against Fang Qing!

An hour passed quietly.

He came to a palace, which was once the magnificent royal palace of a small country.

However, since Daliang's National Defense Army occupied Qiyang City, the royal family of this small country surviving in the cracks became like a frightened bird. They fled in panic overnight and disappeared under an assumed name from then on.

The next morning, both the common people in the city and the officials in the court were shocked to find that the huge palace had been looted and was like an empty ruin.

Not a single member of the royal family was left, as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth. No one knew where they had gone, and no one could be sure whether they were still lingering in this chaotic world.

Since then, this palace has been like a piece of fat meat, being fought over and occupied by various forces in turn.

But after searching, they found that there were no valuable treasures here and only an empty city was left, so they left cursing.

Today, this place has become the stronghold of Liu Yi's forces.

Liu Yi flew into the hall at a high speed, and as soon as he landed, he saw a group of drunk monks lying on the ground in the hall.

They seemed to have partied all night last night and were still drunk at this moment, unconscious, with their snoring filling the entire hall.

Liu Yi frowned, and a hint of helplessness and worry flashed in his eyes.

He really felt overwhelmed in managing this group of people.

This group of monks is just a mob seeking shelter in troubled times. They gather together just to keep each other warm.

Whenever a secret realm appears or there is a fight for territory, they rush forward like a group of sharks smelling blood.

But the rest of the time, everyone acts on their own and there is no organization or discipline at all.

Most of his acquaintances with this group of wandering cultivators were in secret realms fraught with danger.

In this chaotic world where the strong prey on the weak, having the protection of a powerful person in the Void Refinement Stage is naturally a blessing, so they all came to seek refuge.

However, their fighting power is really unbearable to watch.

After winning, they just laugh and laugh, not knowing how to summarize their experience;

If they lose a fight, they just hang their heads in dejection but never learn from the lesson.

Looking at this group of useless subordinates, Liu Yi slowly raised his hand, gently stroked his forehead, and could not help but let out a heavy and helpless sigh.

Liu Yi thought to himself that if he wanted to overthrow Daliang, this group of casual cultivators in front of him were indeed useless. They were nothing more than fleeting cannon fodder on the battlefield.

The main fighting force that can really be relied upon are still those second- and third-rate sects.

In addition, the assistance from Buddhist holy places and weapon refining holy places is even more indispensable.

When I was racking my brains over how to win them over,

Just at this moment, footsteps were suddenly heard outside the hall.

For strong people like them, it is not difficult to sneak into a place quietly. Even people with weaker perception cannot detect their traces at all.

Therefore, the deliberate sound of footsteps was undoubtedly a friendly gesture, indicating that the visitor had no ill intentions.

Liu Yi immediately straightened his body, his eyes as sharp as torches, fixed on the palace entrance.

Soon, the footsteps became clearer and a man dressed as a scholar slowly appeared at the door.

Liu Yi was sure that he had never seen this person before, but the aura of the middle stage of the Void Refining Stage emanating from him instantly made him alert, and he subconsciously asked, "Who are you?"

The young man slowly turned around and faced Liu Yi.

In an instant, Liu Yi was startled and a drop of cold sweat quickly slid down his face involuntarily.

He suddenly discovered that the person in front of him had no face!

Although the opponent's every move seemed extremely normal, it could still be clearly distinguished that this was a mechanical puppet.

What is particularly strange is that there is no facial feature drawn on the face of this mechanical puppet.

The mechanical puppet stood quietly at the entrance of the palace, bowed from a distance, and the voice seemed to come from a faraway place: "It doesn't matter who I am..."

After a pause, the mechanical puppet continued, "The important thing is that I know that Master Liu needs a little help right now."

"Perhaps I can become a trusted partner of Mr. Liu."

Liu Yi narrowed his eyes and asked cautiously: "Oh? I need help? How come I didn't know?" The voice echoed in the palace with a bit of suspicion.

A hearty voice came from below the mechanical puppet, breaking the brief silence: "Master Liu, there is no need to test me. I came here with sincerity. A hundred thousand national defense troops will arrive in Qiyang City soon. I am willing to use the heads of these hundred thousand national defense troops as a token of my loyalty."

"Sincerity?"

Liu Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and sneered, his voice full of disdain, "If you are really sincere, you would not let a mechanical puppet come here."

After that, Liu Yi stretched out a hand, slowly stroked his chin, and teased with a sharp gaze: "Didn't your elders teach you what sincerity is?"

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person, but Liu Yi couldn't trust someone who didn't even want to show his true identity.

What's more, the other party mentioned the heads of 100,000 National Defense Army. Liu Yi knew the strength of that 100,000 National Defense Army very well. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was mostly bragging.

However, the mechanical puppet was not as angry as an ordinary person. Its voice remained gentle, and it asked a question instead: "Master Liu, how do you know that this mechanical puppet is not my real body?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yi's brows instantly twisted into the shape of a "川" character, and his expression became more solemn: "What do you mean?"

His tone rose unconsciously, "Are you trying to say that you have taken over the body of this mechanical puppet?"

He paused, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, "Although Liu is not old, he is not the kind of child who has no experience in the world."

His voice was full of confidence, "The method of taking over a body can only be used on living people! This is common knowledge known to everyone in the cultivation world. If you want to deceive me with this statement, I'm afraid you've made a wrong calculation."

In this world, the art of possessing another's body has always been considered a taboo and unorthodox practice.

It requires the caster to find a suitable living human body, suppress the original owner's soul through special rituals and powerful spiritual power, and then occupy that body.

Living people have independent consciousness and soul resistance. The process of taking over their bodies is not only difficult, but once it fails, the caster will also suffer serious damage.

Mechanical puppets are nothing more than inanimate objects made of metal and mechanisms. There is no basis for the soul to attach to, let alone be possessed by another body.

The mechanical puppet stood quietly in front of Liu Yi, its metallic body emitting a cold luster, which was out of tune with the warm atmosphere around it.

Then he stretched out a finger, shook it gently in the air, and made a slightly mechanical yet mysterious sound: "No, no, no."

"Although possessing another's body can lead to rebirth," the mechanical puppet leaned forward slightly, took a step closer, and unconsciously lowered his voice, "but there are many disadvantages."

It paused for a moment, observing Liu Yi's reaction, and continued, "It seems that his cultivation has been lost, and his soul is unstable. If there is any mistake, his soul will be scattered."

"And relying on the mechanical puppet to be reborn," the mechanical puppet paused, his eyes bright, "is a secret method passed down in my family."

After saying that, it looked around the drunkards lying on the ground warily and whispered, "Can I have a word with you?"

Liu Yi frowned slightly and lowered his head in thought.

After a moment, he slowly raised one foot, and the sole of his shoe rubbed against the ground, making a slight sound.

Then he fell down suddenly, and a powerful force burst out from the soles of his feet.

In an instant, a spiritual power shock wave centered on him and spread rapidly like a ripple.

The entire palace shook violently, making a creaking sound, as if it would collapse at any time.

"What...what happened?!"

"Did the enemy attack?"

"Go and invite the real person!!!"

The people who were originally sleeping soundly were awakened by the sudden vibration.

Some people opened their eyes wide in fear, looked around in panic, and subconsciously groped for their weapons with their hands;

Some people stood up too quickly and lost their balance, and almost fell to the ground;

Others were sleepy-eyed and confused, and it was obvious that they had not yet figured out the situation.

Although these people appear to be drunk, they are actually intoxicated on their own initiative.

As monks, if they want to avoid being invaded by alcohol, they only need to circulate their spiritual power to expel it from their bodies.

At this moment, everyone was no longer concerned with enjoying the feeling of being drunk. They all circulated their spiritual power to dispel the alcohol in their bodies and vigilantly observed the situation around them.

When they saw the mechanical puppet and Liu Yi staring at each other silently, someone opened his mouth to ask.

However, before they could make a sound, they heard Liu Yi's cold and unquestionable voice: "Everyone, go back to your houses!"

Although it is difficult for them to discern the true strength of the mechanical puppets, they have been struggling in this chaotic world for a long time and are all shrewd people.

Seeing Liu Yi's serious expression at this moment, he immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

No one dared to talk any more. They all stood up and rushed out of the hall like a tide.

After a while, the entire hall suddenly became quiet, as if the previous noise had never existed.

Liu Yi leaned back, put one hand gently on his chin, and said in a deep voice: "You can tell me now."

"Hahahaha." The mechanical puppet looked at Liu Yi's actions and suddenly burst into laughter.

Liu Yi's eyebrows suddenly stood up, and he said coldly: "Is there anything funny about Liu?"

"You look so much like a human being." The mechanical puppet said with a smile.

Liu Yi did not respond, but his face was as gloomy as water and he stared at the other person with cold eyes.

Seeing this, the mechanical puppet explained, "We have met before. Have you forgotten? It was when you got into trouble at the Six Gates."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Yi's eyes widened suddenly, and his heart was shocked.

The mechanical puppet's statement clearly indicated that he came from the Holy Land, which meant that he might be one of the Holy Lords who were in the house at that time.

But those holy leaders are now either dead or in hiding. As long as Liu Gong is still alive, they dare not show up again, let alone get involved in any disputes.

No! Besides the Holy Lord, someone else knows about this!

Liu Yi narrowed his eyes, a hint of uncertainty flashed in his eyes, and asked tentatively: "Are you Uncle Shuya?!"

He thought of the Sons of God who came with the Holy Lord.

Although the group of saints were waiting in another room at that time, Liu Yi greeted them all.

Among them, only the Fifth Shuya from the Holy Land of Weapon Refining was quite friendly to him and even claimed to be Mr. Liu's close friend.

"Yes, it's me." The robot puppet did not deny it and admitted its identity very frankly.

Seeing this, Liu Yi hurriedly stood up, walked quickly to the front of the mechanical puppet, and asked with concern and confusion: "Uncle Master... why are you like this now?"

The Fifth Uncle Ya's expression darkened, and he slowly said, "I am really ashamed to say that after the Holy Land War, Lin Ying came to my weapon refining holy land to cause trouble, and accidentally discovered a scandal of Grandpa. In order to redeem Grandpa's reputation, I committed suicide in front of him to apologize..."

“Although the scandal did not spread widely afterwards, some elders and disciples still knew about it.”

"As a result, the holy land of weapon refining fell into chaos. Fortunately, Yuntian came to our aid in time and the situation was stabilized. And I was also resurrected by my grandfather using the family secret method, but from now on, I can only be trapped in this puppet body for the rest of my life..."

scandal?

When Liu Yi heard this, his face was full of confusion.

He really didn't know what kind of scandal was hidden in the holy land of weapon refining, but since it was a secret scandal of the other family, he naturally knew that he shouldn't ask too much.

Moreover, after Mr. Liu’s battle with the Wuji Holy Land, he did hear that Lin Ying had been to the weapon refining holy land.

However, since then, the holy land of weapon refining quickly sealed the mountain gate, and no news has been heard since then.

I didn't expect that when we met again, Uncle Diwu would become like this.

Liu Yi hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking: "Uncle Master, why do you look like this..."

The Fifth Uncle Ya waved his hands, his tone full of relief and helplessness, and said: "Grandpa was blinded by greed and did such an unspeakable thing. As the Son of God, I should apologize. But Grandpa insisted on resurrecting me. I have no face to face the world, so it doesn't matter whether I have this face or not."

Liu Yi's lips opened and closed slightly, but then he pursed them tightly in an instant, and he was speechless for a moment.

I really don't know how to comfort this uncle in front of me.

In his heart, the fifth uncle Ya has always been famous and generous, and has a very good reputation in the world.

Liu Gong praised him highly and even gave him a very high evaluation - "worthy of making friends".

Silence spread in the room, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it made people breathless.

Liu Yi took a deep breath, forced a smile, and turned sideways to make a gesture of invitation, "Uncle Master, please take a seat!"

At the same time, make way for the main seat.

The Fifth Uncle nodded slightly and bowed in return. His gaze lingered briefly on the main seat, and then he took a step forward. However, he did not sit directly in the main seat based on his status. Instead, he walked to the guest seat next to him and sat down, leaving the main seat for Liu Yi.

Liu Yi looked at Fifth Uncle Ya with mixed feelings in his heart. He was silent for a long time, his eyes wandering on Fifth Uncle Ya's face, thinking over and over in his mind how to start the conversation.

Finally, he mustered up the courage to break the silence: "Master, what do you mean by the 100,000 heads of the National Defense Army you mentioned earlier?"

The fifth uncle Yalang laughed and said slowly: "You don't know that since Yuntian took the initiative to return the power to the court, all his direct descendants have come to my weapon refining holy land."

"And now, the power in our hands... can help you destroy Liang!"