Chapter 647: Playing Badly Is Also a Form of Defense (12)

Chapter 647: Showing off is also defense (1/2)

After writing down the mark on Ma San's arm, Wanfeng did not directly explore the mark. Instead, he slowly sank and his body sank into the ground.

Inside the Taiping Realm, vines wind like fine blood vessels.

These green vines have occupied most of the Taiping World. From time to time, vines come in and out of the ground, allowing those who control the ground to eat or reproduce.

Sensing Wan Feng's return, several groups of vines began to squirm, and soon they gathered in front of Wan Feng and turned into three connected faces.

These three faces are surprisingly big, each one is hundreds of feet tall. Although it is made of vines, the expressions on each face are lifelike.

Although they are integrated into one, the expressions of the three faces are completely different.

The left side of the face is always frowning and looks angry.

The face on the right has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, like a kind old man, always looking kind and cheerful.

The face in the middle is expressionless, and you can even feel a sense of iron-blooded justice.

Looking at Wan Feng coming in, he snorted dissatisfiedly on the left side of his face: "Master Wan Xian, why are you back? Aren't there new aliens coming outside? What should I do if the other party discovers this place?"

"Left cheek, don't be so harsh." Right cheek said softly, "Master Wanxian has been running around all the time. It doesn't hurt to come back and take a rest. Just greet him well, don't be like this."

"Stop talking." Zhong Zhong said with a cold face, "Master Wanxian, long time no see. What's going on when you come back this time?"

After giving away the mark on Ma San, Wanfeng handed it over and said, "Three fellow Taoists, please help me find out what is so special about this mark that my unsatisfied disciple can indulge in it and be unable to extricate himself? "

There were once four immortal masters in the Taiping Realm, and Wanfeng was one of them. The three faces in front of him each corresponded to an immortal master.

Just to show off, the three immortal masters did not hesitate to combine their bodies with the Tao, abandoning their physical bodies, integrating their souls into the Tao of Heaven, and eventually turned into vines everywhere in the Taiping world.

In this way, the path of spiritual practice is completely cut off, and one can only be in harmony with the way of heaven throughout his life and cannot make any further progress.

After receiving the mark, the three faces took turns to experience it, and then there was silence, except for the rustling sound of the growing vines.

Finally, the left side of his face snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly: "It's a strange and ungrateful thing. To be bewitched by this thing, your disciple's qualifications are really low."

"Left Cheek, do you have any disciples who can resist this thing?" Right Cheek asked gently.

"No, so my disciple is also inferior."

The one with the middle face thought about it carefully, and then said: "It's interesting that people from the outside world understand our Taiping world's preferences so well. This person is really attentive. What is his character like?"

"Not much contact, foundation-building cultivation. He is very young and a bit off-kilter. He is not a particularly serious person."

He took the words with his right cheek, looked at Wanfeng and said: "It sounds like a person who can be entrusted to me. Until now, the heavenly law in our world is already a little weak. How about taking this opportunity to stop and make a comeback?"

"Nonsense!" Zuo Chean shouted sternly.

The left side of his face looked ferocious at this time. If he had a physical body, he would probably stand up and hide the bearish look on his right side.

I saw his green beard trembling continuously, and after a while he said: "Don't mention this kind of thing at this time! Don't you remember any of the hardships that Taiping has suffered? People are Dao Zu, and I am. Fish and meat, if you can't be completely free, you might as well be completely destroyed!"

Hearing what Zuo Lian said, the other three immortal masters lowered their heads.

I don't know who sighed first, but the resentful voice brought back Wanfeng's memories and made him sigh too.

The Taiping world used to be very complicated.

Everyone loves alchemy, and everyone loves alchemy furnaces. In order to get a good alchemy furnace, many monks risked their lives to go deep into the barren land, sifting for gold sand and obtaining colored glaze, just to refine a good alchemy furnace.

Then, it is necessary to maintain it carefully and constantly feed the alchemy furnace with various medicinal materials, and finally grow a top-quality alchemy furnace.

For the monks at that time, pills and other items were secondary items, and the pill furnace was their favorite.

Refining elixirs is just to nourish the elixir furnace, and the elixirs don't matter.

The excess elixirs are either given away to people or fed to pigs. At its peak, the pigs in the pig pen were all immortals, and they could breathe out a breath of elixir.

If someone wants to eat meat, the pig can cut off a good piece of pork belly. The fat inside will be as white as snow and as red as fire, and then it will grow back on its own.

If there is no such thing as the fusion of heaven and earth, then they can live very well.

It's a pity that the fusion of heaven and earth has begun.

After all, alchemy furnaces are a niche hobby, and there are no special entertainment products in the Taiping world. The result is that they are beaten back and forth and become the slaves of the other party.

The world opposite is extremely cruel. The only purpose of every Taiping monk is to refine elixirs. If he does not refine a certain number of elixirs every day, he will be punished.

The first method of punishment was whipping. The monks who did not complete the quota would have their souls pulled out, and then whipped over and over again until their souls were almost wiped out.

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However, this method is not very effective. Many Taiping monks do not have artistic pursuits, but their pursuits are too niche.

They were unwilling to use their own alchemy furnaces to refine elixirs that did not suit their needs. Even if they were whipped later, they would refuse, leaving the rulers puzzled.

Until they found out that the monks of Taiping Realm valued the alchemy furnace more than their lives, they changed their strategy.

When the monks of Taiping Realm failed to meet the quota again, their alchemy furnaces were gathered together, and then scars were directly scratched on them with magic tools, which made the monks of Taiping Realm furious.

The scratched alchemy furnaces were still usable and effective, but the owners of these alchemy furnaces seemed to have lost their souls and did whatever they were told to do.

Others did not dare to resist anymore, and the Taiping Realm sank into depravity, becoming a tool that only knew how to make alchemy.

Not long after, the rulers lost in another fusion of the Heavenly Dao, and the Taiping Realm was seized. The new rulers were even more cruel, and various torture methods emerged one after another.

They even gathered the alchemy furnaces together and managed them uniformly. Everyone could only use the standard alchemy furnaces and then refine the elixirs they needed.

After a long time, the Taiping Realm finally couldn't stand it anymore and chose to completely give up.

The process of playing bad was not smooth, but in the end, they still succeeded in turning themselves into what they are now, a bad place that no one can use.

And Wanfeng is the seed of revival they agreed on. They just need to wait for the Taiping Realm to be completely independent, and then they will awaken the Taiping Realm and redevelop it.

Places without their own cultural heritage can only passively defend themselves and wait for the day of independence again.

After recalling the previous experience, Wanfeng sighed again, and then said: "Everyone, there is no need to change the plan of playing bad, let's continue to implement it. Freedom is better to be in our own hands, what do you think?"

"Okay."

"That's right."

"That's it."

Getting the consent of others, Wanfeng nodded, borrowed the power of heaven, and further deepened the dream, letting everyone sink into a deeper dream.