Chapter 481 Help me kill 1 person
"Your martial arts are amazing, don't let Wushang and the others know about it." Xing Pan suddenly said.
He should have known that Ding Huan was planning to leave. With such injuries, he had no intention of surviving.
There is no place for him to stay in the Great Immortal Realm, and his path is mottled, which is unsolvable.
He has been living in poverty for so many years, and now he is hurt again. What is the point of continuing to live?
Ding Huan smiled and suddenly said, "Can you tell me about the Four Great Emperors?"
Xing Pan didn't understand why Ding Huan's thoughts were so jumpy. He pondered for a moment and said, "The mind of the Golden River Emperor is hard to figure out. When he besieged me, he didn't use his full strength. I am still quite grateful to him.
Emperor Pingwei has a straightforward personality and is easily influenced by others. When he attacked me, he attacked without reservation. A small part of my injuries were caused by him. As for Emperor Wukong, he, haha..."
After a long pause, Xing Pan said, "He is unfathomable. He appears to be honest, but he is actually the most treacherous."
Ding Huan nodded. This was consistent with his understanding of Emperor Wukong. If he was not this kind of person, he would not have given the Soul Devouring Realm Ring out.
"What about Emperor Du Xing?"
Xing Pan said disdainfully: "I killed Du He. At the beginning, there were four of them besieging me alone, and I killed Du He and escaped.
I was able to survive because Jin He didn't use his full strength. Otherwise, I wouldn't have the chance to speak here."
Ding Huan did not ask for the specific reason. He thought it was because Xing Pan was unwilling to give up the position of Emperor of Heaven, so the other emperors joined forces to besiege Xing Pan.
Ding Huan also had a general understanding of Xing Pan's strength.
The four emperors besieged Xing Pan, but Xing Pan was able to kill Du Xing, which shows that his strength should be the first among the five emperors.
"If you can survive and recover, will you still fight for the throne of Heavenly Emperor?" Ding Huan looked at the torture plate.
Xing Pan chuckled, "Not to mention that I will definitely not be able to recover, as for the Emperor of Heaven, as you just said, whoever wants him can go. Why should I do such a thankless task?"
The deeper reason is that if he has the Great Immortal Realm in his hands, he will have the opportunity to call on the immortal monks to unite with one race to deal with another race.
Now, there are only two words, hehe...
"Then Emperor Wushang doesn't think that being on the throne of Heavenly Emperor is a thankless task. He is extremely happy." Ding Huan said.
Xing Pan's eyes were full of sarcasm: "He is a kind of Heavenly Emperor who is just a figurehead and does nothing but eat and drink. He doesn't care about the life and death of the Great Immortal Realm. All he cares about is his own path and his own position.
If he does this, the Emperor will be happy, but it is a pity that the cultivators and the immortal sects in the Great Immortal Realm will suffer."
Ding Huan nodded in agreement: "That's right. If you were to sit on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven with your personality, you probably wouldn't be able to enjoy yourself."
Xing Pan was silent. Ding Huan was right.
If he sat on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, he would never allow the demon army to wreak havoc on the entire Immortal Realm.
He couldn't bear to see this, and even if he took action himself, he would lead the army of immortal monks to attack.
"I can cure you, but I would like to ask you for a favor." Ding Huan suddenly said.
"Can you cure me? Do you know what's wrong with me?" Xing Pan stared at Ding Huan with wide eyes, even doubting whether he had heard it wrong.
"Your path is mottled and your purple palace is cracked." Ding Huan said lightly.
"You actually knew that?" Xing Pan was even more shocked. Ding Huan's cultivation level should only be around the Great Yi Immortal level, but his words were earth-shattering.
Ding Huan did not answer, but looked at the torture plate calmly.
After several breaths of time, Xing Pan finally said word by word: "If you can cure me, my life will be yours."
He had been healing for who knows how many years, but he still couldn't get rid of the mottled Dao rhyme.
This time the Great Immortal Realm was invaded by the demons and monsters, and none of the powerful Immortal Emperors in the Immortal Court stood up. It was really difficult for him to sit back and watch like those Immortal Emperors in the Immortal Court.
As a result, as soon as he came out, he met an eighth-level Demon Emperor. After a fierce battle, although he killed the Demon Emperor, his old injuries relapsed and he could no longer recover.
He was about to die, but Ding Huan said he could save him?
Open your sea of consciousness, let go of all the meridians and dantian in your body, and I will take care of everything.
Hearing Ding Huan's words, Xing Pan opened his sea of consciousness without hesitation, and released his dantian and meridians.
He is like this now, what is there to worry about?
Ding Huan casually set up a hidden immortal formation, raised his hand and grabbed a top-grade immortal spirit vein, then stretched out his hand and slapped it on the purple palace of the punishment plate, and the great cosmic technique circulated throughout the body.
After only one cycle, the immortal spiritual energy of that immortal vein completely enveloped Ding Huan and Xing Pan.
Although the punishment disk opened up his sea of consciousness, dantian, and even his meridians, he could clearly feel his sea of consciousness recovering rapidly, and the cracked purple palace healed at a speed he could perceive...
The Dantian was also repairing itself, and the mottled avenues in the veins and its own Dao rhyme were separating madly.
He was not wrong, they were really separating like crazy.
The endless mottled road had tortured him for who knows how many years, and he had not been able to separate it.
Now they were actually separating at the fastest speed under Ding Huan's avenue, which was something that could not even be done in dreams.
Ding Huan's Dao Zhoutian was like a law-dividing blade, which clearly cut off the mottled Dao aura from his body and sent it out.
He didn't know that for Ding Huan, separating his mottled avenue was the easiest, while repairing the purple palace was more time-consuming and consumed more immortal energy.
As his sea of consciousness was also being repaired, Xing Pan could sense that his strength was skyrocketing even before he started practicing.
It was unknown how much time had passed before Xing Pan heard Ding Huan's voice: "Practice and try to recover. We are going to kill someone later."
Xing Pan had already started practicing his skills.
When the first cycle was formed, Xing Pan's eyes were filled with tears.
For many years, he had never formed a complete circulation of his own, but this time he did it easily.
This kind of joy made him feel relaxed and happy.
A day later, Xing Pan's frail body was obviously full of energy.
His aura was also rising wildly.
Five days later, Xing Pan stopped practicing. Although he still looked thin, his cultivation had recovered to its peak.
Xing Pan bowed to Ding Huan and said, "I have yet to ask for your name."
"Ding Huan." Ding Huan said.
"Brother Ding, if it weren't for you, I, Xing Pan, would have no hope of survival. If you give me any instructions, I will definitely risk my life to help you."
You will never know the value of something if you have never lost it.
Xing Pan had lost something before, so he knew how difficult it was to get his strength back.
"I'm going to kill someone now, and I'd like you to help me for a while." Ding Huan said.
Xing Pan didn't even ask who he was going to kill, he just said, "My life, Xing Pan's, is yours."
"That's not necessary. The person I want to kill is Emperor Wukong."
"You want to kill Emperor Wukong? You know where he is?"
Xing Pan asked in surprise. It was hard for him to understand why Ding Huan became an enemy of Emperor Wukong, as the difference in their cultivation levels was quite large.
"I don't know where he is, but he will be here soon. After that, I plan to go to the Fairy Court. You should know the guys in the Fairy Court. They covet the things on me, so I need your help."
Ding Huan recognized Xing Pan's character and did not hide anything.
The reason why he wants to kill Emperor Wukong now is that if he enters the Immortal Court, there is a great probability that he will be taken to the Immortal Court Palace by Emperor Wushang.
If he goes alone, he will never come back.
It would be much safer to take the torture plate with you.
First, kill Emperor Wukong. When he is in the Immortal Court, Emperor Wushang will lose a powerful helper.
If Xing Pan is really okay, then ask Xing Pan if he is willing to go with him to find the cosmic disc.
After staying in Pangu World for such a long time, Ding Huan has figured out something.
The reason why Daozu is unwilling to stay in Pangu World is most likely because the rules of heaven and earth in Pangu World are limited.
Otherwise, it would be impossible that no strong man above the Immortal Emperor has appeared here until now.
"Okay, I'll do whatever you say." Xing Pan did not continue asking questions, but simply and decisively agreed with Ding Huan's words.
"Can you change your form?" Ding Huan suddenly asked.
Xing Pan smiled bitterly: "This is a great magical power among the thirty-six Tiangang Taoist arts. If there is anyone in Pangu World who knows it, it can only be Emperor Wushang."
Ding Huan understood what Xing Pan meant. After all, Emperor Wushang was left here by Daozu to be the Emperor of Heaven.
"This is the easy-to-practice magical power of fetal transformation. You should learn it first, and then we will go to deal with Emperor Wukong."
Looking at the jade slip in Ding Huan's hand, Xing Pan was confused for a moment: "Brother Ding, the Thirty-Six Heavenly Arts is a great magical skill of the Ninth Heaven, how could it be possible that it appeared in your hands?"
Fetal transformation is just one of the thirty-six magical powers of Tiangang, and it is equally impossible for it to appear here.
Moreover, it is said that the Thirty-Six Tiangang Taoist Magic cannot be copied using jade slips. How did Ding Huan do it?
However, considering that Ding Huan could even divide his own mottled avenue, it seems that this is not impossible.
If one day, Ding Huan also becomes an Immortal Emperor, then other Immortal Emperors may be no different from ants under Ding Huan.
Ding Huan waved his hand and said, "I got this by chance. You should practice first, otherwise you may not even be able to enter the Immortal Palace."
"You want to go to the Immortal Palace?" Xing Pan came to his senses.
Ding Huan nodded: "Yes, as long as I get to the Immortal Court, even if I don't go, someone will invite me to go. Instead of hiding from it, it's better to face it sooner."
He is now a Great Yi Immortal. If he wants to cultivate to a higher level and leave here, he must go to the Immortal Court.
Originally, Ding Huan was planning to take it slow, but now the demons and monsters have completely invaded the Great Immortal Realm, making it impossible for him to find a safe place to practice. He can only face Emperor Wushang and others in advance.
"Okay, thank you Brother Ding." Xing Pan solemnly put away the jade slip.
Ding Huan smiled and said, "I should be the one thanking you. You will help me with many things in the future."
Xing Pan shook his head: "No, in fact, the person I want to kill the most is not Wushang, Wushang is just the Emperor of Heaven appointed by Daozu, and I don't have much hatred against him.
The person I want to kill the most is Emperor Wukong. Emperor Jinhe and Emperor Pingwei are at least upright. Although Duxing was killed by me, he did not lose the demeanor of an emperor.
It is this Wukong Emperor, he is despicable and shameless, my road is mottled, it is this person who secretly harmed me, do you think I should ask him to collect the interest? "
It turned out to be the case.
Ding Huan raised a jade talisman in his hand and said, "Don't worry, as long as you lock up Emperor Wukong, I have a way to make this guy swallow back the trick he used against you."
Inside the jade talisman are the mottled Dao rhymes stripped from the meridians of the punishment disk.
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