The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 190: At the Beginning of the Plan, the Sad Female Ghost

The darkness was void, the chaos was endless, the gray fog was like a tide. Endless roots were like layers upon layers of webs, endless and intertwined.

Countless withered worlds sank and surged in the web, forming huge and terrifying seas. As the waves surged, worlds were born and destroyed, creating a grand and terrifying scene.

In the middle of the void.

Two figures slowly walked out of the gray mist at the root of the Void Tree. As they walked, the figures gradually grew larger and quickly became more solid, as if returning from illusion to reality.

Qian Wang Yi had a sour look on his face. As soon as his figure solidified, he stared at Datang Wang Yi with an unfriendly face: "Can this strand of origin go back?"

Wang Yi of the Tang Dynasty smiled awkwardly and said, "You have to ask the real body about this."

Wang Yi looked at the two people in front of him, smiled slightly, and explained: "Of course I can go back. I won't do something like cutting off my own arm."

The origin of projection is related to the root of the projection of the true spirit. Even if just a strand is missing, the foundation will be incomplete, which will have a great impact on future cultivation.

He also counted on the two projections to increase his own strength, so naturally he would not do anything that would damage the foundation of the two.

Wang Yi of Qian Princess's expression eased a little, and she glanced at Wang Yi of Datang with a bad temper: "You are the one who has so many problems. What's the problem this time?"

It is not a pleasant feeling to have one's origin extracted. It would be strange if he could be in a good mood after suffering for no reason.

King Yi of the Tang Dynasty curled his lips and said, "Nothing. In order to deal with the upcoming powerful enemy from outer space, I asked my main body to help improve the blood sacrifice battle pattern. But I summoned you and me here because I have new ideas to discuss."

"Blood sacrifice battle pattern? Tsk...you are so cruel! What? Do you think you can't defeat the reincarnationists in the main temple?" Queen Qian Wang Yi touched his chin and said in amazement.

Most of the changes in the world of Qiannu come from outside the sky. Although he was worried, he had never thought of using blood sacrifice battle patterns and other killing techniques.

The Tang Dynasty projection twitched his lips, and looked at Wang Yi of Qianlong in silence: "You are really talking without any pain. Don't forget the team battle mode of the main temple. Who knows how strong the high-level reincarnation will be?"

Wang Yi was slightly surprised: "You sound very confident..."

Wang Yi of the Tang Dynasty spread his hands and said helplessly: "I am not sure, but I am considering the worst possible scenario."

What he feared the most was the main temple. This huge force spanning the heavens would be troublesome to meet. There was no other reason, the foundation was too different, if they really faced each other, there was no hope of winning.

Queen Qian Wang Yi frowned and reminded: "You'd better start practicing Lianxu Hedao as soon as possible. Only by becoming a fairy-level strongman can you be sure of victory."

“Even so, I still feel unsafe.” Wang Yi of the Tang Dynasty shook his head, looked at the original Wang Yi, and said seriously: “The original should first tell me the purpose of summoning us.”

Wang Yi nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "The purpose this time is very simple. Let's brainstorm. If we encounter the main temple and become hostile to it, how should we deal with it?"

Queen Qian Wang Yi frowned and shook her head: "Our strength and background are not on the same level, it's difficult..."

What he wanted to say was that it was almost certain that the boat would capsize, but given their temperament, they would not give up easily, so there was no need to pour a basin of cold water on them.

King Yi of the Tang Dynasty nodded in agreement: "One is a great power standing at the top of the universe, and the other is a time traveler who is hanging out in small and medium-sized worlds. The two sides are not in the same league at all. If they are really enemies, they can protect themselves because of the cover of the Tree of Nothingness."

Wang Yi put his hands behind his back, looking at the tree trunk, which was as wild and twisted as an ancient vine, and said confidently:
"The body of nothingness has no past cause and effect, nor does it have a fixed future. Coupled with the power of the Tree of Nothingness, I am not afraid of being directly targeted by the main temple. It is more than enough to protect myself."

If he really couldn't cover it, he wouldn't be able to possess the Tree of Nothingness, as it would have been taken away by powerful people long ago.

Queen Qian Wang Yi touched his chin and pondered: "If it can't be locked, the operating space will be large."

Wang Yi of the Tang Dynasty shook his head and said, "When the world is locked, if you are not strong enough, you can't protect your interests. Even if you can protect yourself, it will be a huge loss."

If the Tang Dynasty world is really targeted by the Main Temple, he will not be able to defend it even if he reaches the immortal level. All his plans will then be in vain, which is something he does not want to see.

Wang Yi from Qianlong looked at the original Wang Yi and asked seriously, "Can I descend into the Tang Dynasty world?"

Wang Yi thought about it, and with an idea, he communicated with the Tree of Nothingness.

[Do you want to consume 100,000 origin points to transfer the projection of Qiannu to the Tang Dynasty world? ]

Wang Yi's eyes flickered, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he nodded and said, "Okay, but it will cost 100,000 Origin Points."

Wang Yi from A Chinese Ghost Story smiled and suggested, "Turn on time acceleration for me. When I ascend to the throne of Heavenly Emperor in A Chinese Ghost Story World, I should be able to control the situation. If it is done properly, we may be able to make some plans for this main temple."

A strange look flashed in the eyes of Tang Wang Yi, and then he nodded in agreement, "This is a great plan. If you can become the Emperor of Heaven in the world of Qiannu, we will have a world as our foundation. In addition, with at least a powerful Emperor of Heaven in charge, it will be enough to deal with the unknown changes in the Tang world."

“What a great Heavenly Emperor, he has a profound foundation!” Wang Yi’s eyes were stern, and he said firmly: “One world is not enough. Once I have a firm foothold in the main world, I will restore the Tree of Nothingness to three stars, or even four stars or even five stars!”

"Then we will be able to use our true spirits to project and lay out other worlds. We must fight for a place in the myriad worlds so that we will not be passive."

Wang Yi's eyes were extremely bright, and his mind was filled with thoughts. Looking at the two projections in front of him, he said seriously, "We must be cautious in this matter and not act too hastily. While waiting for the change to come, we must accumulate our own strength."

The words from Qiannu's projection reminded him that if he could occupy a world, it would be the most reliable source of origin.

For this reason alone, if not for any other reason, we must make every effort to achieve this goal.

Wang Yi of the Tang Dynasty looked at the projection of Qiannu with bright eyes and said in a serious tone: "If you need anything, just ask. I will fully support you."

Queen Qian Wang Yi's face became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Talent! The establishment of the Shinto system urgently needs civil officials and military generals."

After saying this, he stared at the projection of the Tang Dynasty, his meaning was self-evident.

The general environment of the world of Qiannu is somewhat similar to the turbulent times of the late Tang Dynasty, the Five Dynasties and the late Ming Dynasty. The imperial court is rotten to the core, and everything has to be torn down and rebuilt from scratch.

Incense and Shintoism cannot be separated from a stable environment, and the construction of the Shinto system cannot be separated from a variety of talents. This is a problem that has always troubled him.

Wang Yi of the Tang Dynasty frowned and said, "Why are you looking at me? We are separated by two worlds. I don't have the ability to send people from the Tang Dynasty world to the Qiannu world. Even if I can, I can't do anything about it now."

"Master, give me a jade slip." Queen Qian Wang Yi stretched out his hand.

Wang Yi raised his hand and a blank jade slip appeared in his hand. He then handed it over with a curious look on his face: "I am also in need of talents. I hope you can give me a surprise."

The development of the main world cannot be separated from talents in all aspects, but Quanyou City is located in a wild and remote place, which has nothing to do with the word "talent" at all.

Especially in the current catastrophe, there is no time to cultivate slowly.

Princess Qian Wang Yi nodded, took the jade slip, probed into it with his spiritual sense and began to record it. Soon, a mysterious method was recorded.

He raised his hand and handed the jade slip to the main body, introducing it: "Soul Seal, this mysterious method is what I got from studying ghost souls."

"This method can replicate a person's soul traits and embed them into another person's soul. It can be considered a soul plug-in, or a personality plug-in."

Wang Yi took the jade slip and probed into it with a divine consciousness. Soon, a profound soul method came into his mind. After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "It's a good idea. Although it is useless for the strong who condense the primordial spirit, it is enough."

He stroked the jade slip in his hand, pondered for a moment, and smiled faintly: "In fact, we can change the way of thinking, such as weaving the thoughts and ideas of the great talent into dreams. In this way, we can continuously cultivate talents." "This is much better than the rigid inlay. At least the potential of the talents is guaranteed, and it can also avoid damaging the souls of the talents under your command."

His idea was to weave the heroes of the Tang Dynasty and even the great talents of all the heavens and worlds into a dream full of tests.

Let the later generations learn in their dreams and grow through practice in reality. The combination of learning and practice can provide them with the talents they need continuously. This is a stable path to sustainable development.

A bright light flashed in Wang Yi's eyes, and she clapped her hands and praised: "Wonderful! It not only preserves the uniqueness of talents, but also avoids the possible side effects of interfering with the soul. This method is very good!"

Wang Yi of the Tang Dynasty also nodded and praised: "What's even better is that this way of inheritance can transcend the limitations of time and space and pass on the wisdom of outstanding people from generation to generation!"

Wang Yi smiled slightly, with a plan in mind. He looked at the Tang projection and said, "You look for a suitable person in the Tang world as the material for the dream. While I am repairing the Tree of Nothingness in the main world, I will try to lay out more worlds."

Then he looked at the projection of Qiannu and said, "As for you, go ahead and do whatever you want. Integrate the power of Qiannu's world as soon as possible and ascend to the throne of the Emperor of Heaven."

Wang Yi of the Tang Dynasty and Wang Yi of Qianlong nodded in agreement. In this case, the role of the blood sacrifice battle pattern would be dispensable.

As long as Queen Qian Wang Yi ascends to the throne of Heavenly Emperor, no amount of blood-sacrificing soldiers can compare to him. This is the absolute power that determines the overall situation.

"Then let's each work hard..."

Wang Yi's mind moved, and ripples appeared on the Tree of Nothingness.

The projection of A Chinese Ghost Story and the projection of the Tang Dynasty were wrapped in a gray fog, breaking into the dark void and returning to their respective worlds.

[Do you want to consume 100,000 origin points to adjust the time flow rate of the Qiannu world to a thousand times? ]

"Yes."

As the water stains on the green leaves of the Tree of Nothingness evaporated, an invisible force emerged and then sank into the dark void and disappeared.

"The way of nothingness, creating something out of nothing, returning to nothing, all things are empty, only I am real..." As Wang Yi muttered to himself, his figure gradually faded until it disappeared completely.

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The world of A Chinese Ghost Story.

Lanruo Temple.

As the night fell, the moonlight was thin, casting a few rays of silver light. The mist in the forest was like a veil of the underworld, floating in the air, adding to the strangeness and loneliness.

The ancient temple was in ruins, the incense had ceased, and only the sound of the wind whimpering through the dilapidated doors and windows could be heard. A path was vaguely visible in the weeds among the dead branches and leaves.

In the woods far away outside the temple, a cold wind whistled, and a beautiful figure appeared.

The figure is tall, with flowing white clothes, long hair like a waterfall, an oval face, and eyes as gentle as water, with a bit of coldness and sadness that does not belong to this human world.

The wind blew again, and a purple figure flew over.

She flew to the ground, looking at the back of the beautiful figure in white, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes. The jealousy faded, she raised her hand to cover her mouth and smiled softly, "Sister Xiaoqian, that little Taoist priest is very handsome, with clear eyebrows and eyes, you have to send him to grandma quickly."

Nie Xiaoqian frowned slightly, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes. She blinked, concealing the expression in her eyes, turned around, revealed a gentle smile and said:

"Don't worry, Sister Xiaoqing. You should go back quickly. If grandma knows that you left without permission, you will be punished."

She didn't want to hurt innocent people, but she couldn't go against the will of the tree demon.

Now I can only hope that the young Taoist priest is a gentleman, otherwise... I can only say sorry.

Xiaoqing's eyes turned cold, she turned around and said calmly: "Grandma hasn't absorbed human essence for a long time, I hope you won't let Grandma down." After that, she flew up and disappeared into the lush forest.

Nie Xiaoqian looked in the direction where Xiaoqing left, feeling mixed emotions.

Every time she killed someone, it was a torment inside, but she had no choice. If she didn't want to die, she could only endure it silently.

"Sigh..." Nie Xiaoqian sighed softly, turned and walked towards Lanruo Temple in the night.

Inside the temple, in a side room.

Yan Chixia, who was lying on the wooden bed, suddenly opened his eyes. A gleam of sharpness flashed across his eyes, and he took in the graceful figure walking slowly outside the temple.

He tilted his head to look in the direction of the main house, his eyes turned slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he turned over and continued to close his eyes to rest.

squeak-

There was a slight sound of a door opening.

Nie Xiaoqian pushed open the shabby wooden door of the main house and looked around carefully through the gap.

Seeing that there was no bearded man in the room, he breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he couldn't help feeling a little helpless.

After a long moment of indifference, he finally gently pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

The room was dim, with only a few rays of moonlight shining on the ground, creating mottled shadows. The air was filled with a damp and musty smell, and the fire on the ground was emitting sparks and wisps of blue smoke.

Nie Xiaoqian's white gauze skirt swayed gently, and she walked lightly through the outer room and came to the door of the inner room. She tilted her head to look inside the room, and her beautiful eyebrows unconsciously frowned slightly.

On the bed, the little Taoist priest with upright eyebrows sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his sickly and pale face showing tranquility and indifference.

There is a unique aura around him that is indescribable. It makes people feel friendly and at the same time, awe-inspiring.

Nie Xiaoqian was secretly surprised, the men she had met were either greedy and lustful or cowardly and incompetent, few had such a unique temperament.

She bit her red lips, and finally walked slowly into the inner room, walking towards the wooden bed with graceful lotus steps.

"Sir, it's late at night, why are you sitting here alone?" The voice was soft and charming, with a hint of sadness and temptation.

"Ah..." She suddenly cried out, her feet lost stability, and she fell onto the bed. The veil on her shoulders slipped off, revealing her jade-like skin, which was even more attractive under the faint moonlight.

Wang Yi suddenly opened his eyes, his face instantly regained its rosy complexion, and he looked at the sad woman who threw herself into his arms with calm eyes.

Nie Xiaoqian's body fell forward and was lifted up by an invisible force. The veil that had slipped down returned to its original place, which made her stand there in a daze.

It took her a while to come back to her senses. When she met the young Taoist's deep eyes, her heart inexplicably calmed down.

Those were a pair of eyes without desire, clear and bright, and full of infinite wisdom. When one looked into their eyes, one would feel ashamed of oneself, and all distracting thoughts in one's mind would instantly disappear.

(End of this chapter)