People who cultivate immortals do not know the year, and time passes like flowing water.

In the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed since Lao Ai and Long Yangjun joined forces to visit Wuqi. Wuqi was hiding in the mine cave and trying hard to study the Miaoying Palace formation. With the help of stealing the essence of countless basic formations in the sutra, he has seen 70% of the magic array method of Miaoying Palace.

Seventy percent is not enough to deal with the several large formations near the entrance of the bottomless abyss in Beiming. But the further we get to the back, the more difficult the magic array becomes. With Wuqi's current realm and strength, it is still too difficult to analyze the most mysterious and profound part of the magic array in Miaoying Palace. After all, it was from the hands of Taiyi Golden Immortal. Even if the Lord of Miaoying Palace is not proficient in the formation, Taiyi Golden Immortal is Taiyi Golden Immortal. She has worked hard to understand it. Where can Wuqi understand it so simply?

After gaining nothing for fifteen consecutive days, Wuqi gave up his understanding of the further formation map and left the cave where he had been in seclusion for a year.

Standing on a tall stalagmites and watching the monks dig the ore hard, Wuqi sighed helplessly. He still had to rely on external forces. However, the borrowed external force must be controlled by Wuqi, otherwise the external force would be too strong and Wuqi would swallow it in one bite. This is not the situation Wuqi was willing to see.

Fortunately, Su Qin, a cunning adviser, helped to give advice in Ancheng, so Wuqian just sits there to enjoy his achievements.

Thinking of Su Qin's incredible methods and plans, Wuqi's mood improved a lot. He looked around and saw that the number of monks in the mine was more than twice as many as a year ago. Those patrolling sea yakshas now not only capture monks in the bottomless abyss of Beiming, but even occasionally run to nearby human towns to sneakily kidnap single monks, so the number of people here is increasing.

There are 14,500 cultivators, the weakest cultivation is the realm of the Golden Pill, and the strongest cultivation is the level of a low-grade immortal. All cultivators are imprisoned by Wuqi, and their life and death are in the hands of Wuqi. Wuqi attaches great importance to this power.

Close his eyes and meditated. Wuqi sent another request to Su Qin from He'ancheng through the demon god puppet - no matter what poison plan Su Qin used to calculate the monks in Qingcheng and plot against Ancheng and Beiming, it is necessary to ensure the safety of more than 10,000 monks who have been mastered by Wuqi. This power is very powerful, and Wuqi must be in control of it.

A roar from Su Qin faintly sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness. Su Qin was very angry at the various conditions that Wuqi added from time to time. With more conditions, the planning that Su Qin had to carry out was several times more complicated. For a strategist, this task that constantly became complicated was not a pleasing thing.

With a happy smile, Wuqi closed the spiritual connection with the demon puppet clone. He moved his hands, and the two immortal weapons, the mysterious god skeleton banner and the ten thousand spirit white bone armor, emerged at the same time. The white bones emitted a grim and evil spirit white bone armor, hanging on Wuqi. The mysterious god skeleton banner was floating above his head, constantly making sharp ghost roars. As soon as the two evil immortal weapons came out, hundreds of small whirlwinds rolled up in the mine cave, with yin energy and cold air everywhere. The monks who were working hard to mine ore rushed to speed up the movements in their hands again.

A crisp applause came from the entrance of the mine cave. Lu Buwei brought two deacon disciples in. He clapped and smiled: "Fellow Daoist Wu Wang, these two immortal weapons really make friends. I came here uninvited, so please forgive me!"

Wuqi heard the footsteps of Lu Buwei and sensed his breath, so he deliberately released two immortal weapons to intimidate him. After hearing Lu Buwei's words, Wuqi said coldly and coldly: "Where is General Manager Lu now in charge of many affairs in Miaoying Palace. Although I am the general manager of the mine cave, my identity is still under General Manager Lu. Manager Lu must not come to the mine cave for inspection, even if General Manager Lu wants to pick up a hoe and dig a few pieces of ore in person, I can't control you!"

Lu Buwei chuckled "hehe". He pulled up inch by inch, slowly stepped on the air to Wuqi, standing shoulder to shoulder with Wuqi, and looking down at the hard-working monks from a high place.

Wuqi didn't speak, and Lu Buwei didn't speak. The two of them stood there quietly, like two stone statues.

Over the past year, Lu Buwei and Lao Ai fought very hard. Lao Ai hooked up with Fairy Miaoxin, but Lu Buwei served the Miaoying Palace Master very comfortably. Both of them regarded each other as a mortal hatred, but they were both jealous and did not dare to let go of their means. Both of them had unstable foundations in Miaoying Palace and did not have enough power. They all relied on flattering others to gain some power, so they acted more cautiously.

Wuqi saw the secret battle between the two, and they both wanted to kill each other, but the power at hand was not much different, so no one dared to act rashly. Compared with the Palace Master Miaoying and Fairy Miaoxin, both of them were small like ants. Before they were sure to escape all their guilt, neither of them dared to start rashly. If they angered the other party's backer, they were afraid that they would be turned into ashes by the thunder anger.

Wuqi even understood that one of the reasons why the two dared not attack each other was that Long Yangjun.

King Zhangqiu has been staying in Miaoying Palace for the past year, and I don’t know what to do with the Lord of Miaoying Palace. Lord Long Yang is always with King Zhangqiu. In Miaoying Palace, Lord Long Yang is also a distinguished guest. With King Zhangqiu as his backer, the two of them were afraid that once they fought with each other, they would let Lord Long Yang take advantage of it.

Thinking of this, Wuqi couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Lu Buwei and Lao Ai clearly hated each other to death, and they wanted to crush each other's bones and ashes, but because of various reasons, they now have to laugh with each other every day. Thanks to these two people, they are also cunning people, and they interpret the role they are playing very well. For more than a year, whether it is the Fairy Miaoxin or the Palace Master Miaoying, they have not discovered that Lao Ai and Lu Buwei are actually still in an old acquaintance.

The two stood quietly for half an hour, and Wuqi kept silent. However, Lu Buwei finally couldn't hold back his anger. He said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Wu Wang controlled these monks properly. Well, I was wrong that day. I should have learned the methods of fellow Taoists and simply imprisoned their souls. Wouldn't these people become my subordinates?"

He looked at Lu Buwei in surprise, and Wuqi asked with a smile: "Then, why didn't General Manager Lu do this?"

After pondering for a while, Lu Buwei sighed deeply: "I have thought it was a bit wrong. I used to be the prime minister in the secular world, and originally wanted to use the means of treating those mortals in the secular world to first use their strength, and then use their kindness to make them good, and give them both soft and hard. In the end, I can completely conquer them and make them my most loyal subordinates. I have a bit wrong!"

Wuqi said bluntly: "I didn't see that General Manager Lu is actually the prime minister of the country? Unfortunately, it's a pity that people who cultivate immortals are different from ordinary people. Mortals can conquer their hearts with kindness, but those who cultivate immortals can use violence directly. The world of immortal cultivation does not require kindness at all, and friendship is not required. Using violence is the most direct means."

Lu Buwei sighed, and he sighed regretfully: "I realized that my fellow Taoist used tyrannical means to conquer these monks. But my past experiences are not applicable in the world of immortal cultivation."

Wuqi sighed, and he nodded and smiled, "I took a big advantage to General Manager Lu." Pointing to more than 10,000 hard-working monks below, Wuqi sneered, "There are more than 10,000 monks, among which there are many people with celestial immortal cultivation, and they all became my possessions. General Manager Lu's gift, but I was disrespectful and could only accept it!"

Lu Buwei felt a sense of depression and was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. He originally wanted to learn the methods he had when he was the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty, and used both soft and hard to take these monks for his own use. When there were some results, Wugui came and directly used the most barbaric means to control the souls of these monks, and everyone became his spoils. These were more than 10,000 cultivators from Pangu Continent, including many immortals, and many cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage. The combined strength of these more than 10,000 cultivators was enough to compete with the high-level cultivators in any country such as Dayan.

Lu Buwei gave up the power of a country to Wuqi, but Wuqi deliberately scratched his claws in his sadness. Can Lu Buwei not be resentful?

Of course, this resentment cannot be revealed on the surface. Lu Buwei sighed lightly and nodded, "This is the fate of fellow Taoists."

With a light clapping, several deacon disciples around Lu Buwei led a few people into the mine. Behind these deacon disciples were eight beautiful girls who looked just like flowers and looked just thirteen or fourteen years old. Judging from their timid appearance, they were all the daughters of good people, and I don’t know why they were brought here.

After sighing softly, Lu Buwei smiled and said, "This is a beauty I have collected from the people when I go out for business. Fellow Daoist Wu Wang usually hides in mines and stays in a closed door. I think he is lonely around him. These beauties have good looks, and they can be used to entertain the music, chess, calligraphy and painting. "

Lu Buwei's smile is very gentle, giving people a sense of intimacy but not too abrupt intimacy.

Wuqi laughed in his heart. Is Lu Buwei unable to fight Lao Ai and wants to win over him against Lao Ai? This method of winning over people is nothing more than wine, sex, wealth, etc. The magic monks have always been messy about women. Lu Buwei gave him eight beauties, but he had a precise calculation.

After pondering for a moment, he looked at the girls, Wuqi nodded and smiled, "It's so good. I happened to have a martial art recently, which requires several furnaces and cauldrons. It seems that these women are very good. The Chief Executive is kind!"

He bowed to Lu Buwei and looked at Lu Buwei and smiled and said, "The road to immortality is long and it is difficult for one person to reach the end. We practitioners always need to make friends one or two times. The general manager is kind. If you have something to ask for in the future, as long as I can do it, haha!"

Wuqi beat him, and Lu Buwei beat him, too. The two looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time cursed in their hearts.

He sent several beauties to the stone cave where Wuqi lived. Lu Buwei invited Wuqi to go to Miaoying Palace to sit in Miaoying Palace, and then smiled and took a few deacon disciples away from the mine cave under the pretext of not disturbing Wuqi's good deeds.
Chapter completed!