Chapter 11091 Enough Life
The Yaowang Sect’s small space.
"An Bai, your puppets are out of control."
After walking for a while, three human-shaped bronze puppets suddenly ran out from a side yard and attacked them. After breaking it apart, Mickey shouted a few times.
"Sorry, the newly made bronze puppet has not yet entered the logo...it is not perfect."
Mo Anbai came out of the yard. Her hair was messy, her clothes were dirty, and she looked a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, it's okay."
Miqi waved her hand, looked at Mo Anbai and said, "Are you okay? You should pay attention to rest."
She looked Mo Anbai's complexion was not very good when he came out. It seemed that he had worked too hard.
"Recently, this puppetry technique has hit a bottleneck. It is difficult to break through for a while, and I am anxious. Alas..."
Mo Anbai sighed twice.
She was indeed a little impatient.
"Would you like to go out for a walk?" Mickey suggested.
“Let’s go on, let me think about it.”
Mo Anbai looked hesitant. She still had important things to do, and she didn’t have much thought about hanging out.
"Then you are busy, I will take Uncle Dragon Demon and Grandmaster Hua to see Long Jingshan." Mi Qi said.
"Well, I'm holding Long Jingshan over there. He's being held alone. I'm not letting him be with anyone else."
Mo Anbai pointed in a direction.
There are two people in this place who are held in solitary confinement, except Long Jingshan and Kapil.
“Okay.”
Mickey nodded.
Shortly after Mo Anbai returned to the courtyard, Mi Qi brought the dragon demon Jiao Feilong and Hua Lingqi to the place of detention.
This was originally the place where Yaowang Sect detained erring disciples. The various facilities in the past have not been damaged after thousands of years because of the formations burned into them.
Long Jingshan was sitting on the bed, his wrists and feet were shackles of black iron, his eyes were slightly closed and his energy was listless.
“Long Jingshan, do you still know me?”
Opening the iron door outside, Jiao Feilong walked in alone with his hands behind his back, while Mi Qi and Hua Lingqi stayed outside waiting.
"Dragon Demon, is something wrong?"
Long Jingshan slowly opened his eyes, his voice slightly hoarse.
Of course he knows Jiao Feilong, and they have dealt with each other more than once.
“I think back then, when you first came to Banshu, our battle on the top of the mountain seemed to be right in front of you. At that time, you were high-spirited and had the courage to swallow the sky. But now, you are old and decrepit. It’s so dilapidated and so desolate, it’s very emotional.”
Jiao Feilong said.
"Don't be sarcastic. Horses may stumble, and people may stumble... It's up to people to make things happen. I admit my defeat. If you want to know something, you can ask me directly, but it's up to me not to tell you."
Long Jingshan’s tone was calm and his emotions did not fluctuate.
Being caught and imprisoned was not the reason for his depression. All the energy in his body was sucked away, and recovery was far away. This was the reason why he lost his heart.
"The foundation of the Southern Witch Cult is in the land of South Vietnam. If you want to enter the Central Plains, how can you possibly do so? Since the First Emperor, thousands of years have passed. When will the barbaric lands of the four barbarians be truly occupied? Where is the Central Plains..."
Jiao Feilong said in a heart-to-heart tone.
“We don’t want to take over the Central Plains, we can only take back the things from the former Wumen.” Long Jingshan shook his head.
“Not many people believe this. You Canaan elders have established branches in Daqi, Daliao and other countries, and there are people from the Southern Witch Cult everywhere. In ancient times, although the Wumen was very powerful, its sphere of influence was only in Bozhou and did not enter the Central Plains."
Jiao Feilong sneered.
There are several factions within the Southern Witch Sect, which he knows, but no matter what others think, the Canaan elders who are currently the most powerful in the Southern Witch Sect must covet the Central Plains.
"I personally have no interest in the Central Plains."
Long Jingshan shut up immediately after saying this. He didn't want to defend himself, and he couldn't defend himself to Jiao Feilong, because what Jiao Feilong said It's true.
“Let’s not talk about the Central Plains, let’s talk about the Wumen...”
“The demise of the Wumen is related to the Tiansheng Demon Sect, and the Tiansheng Demon Sect is obviously related to the demons There is collusion, this cannot be denied.”
Jiao Feilong said.
"It is indeed true. Our Southern Witch Sect has definite evidence. The witch sect was destroyed by the Tiansheng Demon Sect and the demons in those days, and the witch ancestor was also killed by a sneak attack."
< br>Long Jingshan nodded, these are facts that need not be concealed.
"The irony is that the world has changed so much that those demons cannot adapt to the changes and self-destruct. The demons that can barely survive are also greatly restricted and their power is greatly reduced. They are no different from lingering on."
Jiao Feilong sneered.
In the past, the demons tried their best to control the entire world, but as a result, a great change in the world made the demon's plan come to nothing. The essence of the great change in the world was related to the demon's excessive destruction. It can be said that he shot himself in the foot.
“The Wumen has been destroyed, but what remains should be owned by our Southern Witch Sect.”
Long Jingshan said slowly.
"I know what you want. What you want is the elixir for the little Xiantian Golden elixir."
The corners of Jiao Feilong's lips curved.
"It's not a secret. Among us masters who rely on the Little Innate Golden Pill to advance, who wouldn't want it? Of course it doesn't matter to you if you don't rely on the Little Innate Golden Pill."
Long Jingshan admitted frankly.
There is nothing that he cannot admit. Anyway, he did not find the elixir in the small space of Wumen, and all his plans failed.
"There's no way, I didn't use the Little Innate Golden Pill, it's luck."
Jiao Feilong laughed.
A grandmaster who does not use the small innate golden elixir is indeed a little stronger than the grandmaster warrior who uses the small innate golden elixir, but whether he can do it depends on the word "luck".
When they were only a thin line away from the Grandmaster, all they lacked was an opportunity. The opportunity required for this opportunity was too rare.
Jiao Feilong also suffered from great changes in his life, was heartbroken, burned his energy and spirit in a desperate situation, and finally broke through the desperate situation.
Long Jingshan was a little stronger than Jiao Feilong at first, but he did not have that kind of life experience, so that later on, he had to use Xiaoxiantian Golden Pill to complete his promotion.
These masters who use the small innate golden elixir to advance usually restrain their internal strength and try not to use the power of the master. It is often difficult for outsiders to see their true strength. This is not because they are trying to be mysterious. It is really An act of desperation.
"Dragon Demon, you don't have to come here to mock me. Now that I'm in your hands, you can do whatever you want. It doesn't matter. I've seen everything in my life and I've had enough."
Long Jingshan coughed twice. His face was a little pale, and there was no blood on his lips.
"Have you really had enough? Ru Niang, you don't care anymore?"
Jiao Feilong said softly.
"What Ru Niang..." Long Jingshan put on a confused expression.
"Don't say you don't know him. Since I can tell you this name, you should understand." Jiao Feilong said.