On the banks of the Ba River, there is an extremely dense forest. Among the forest, hundreds of vast old trees and countless vines form a natural psychedelic formation.

Some mortals noticed the abnormal report here. After the Imperial Heaven Supervision investigated, they confirmed that the magic array here was as long as it had a psychedelic effect without any damage, so they also kept it for the purpose of participating in the magic array.

At this time, Zhang Mingyu was hiding on the edge of this forest.

Under the sunlight, the shadow of the old tree completely enveloped Zhang Mingyu's figure. Coupled with his family's hidden technique, Tai Pan's spiritual sense swept through this forest several times, but he never noticed a scene in the forest.

And there was a tired flying tit standing on his shoulder.

"When the time comes, you just need to crush the true energy in the man's body and go wild naturally. You and the two of you can take this opportunity to capture him alive." Zhang Mingyu's ears remembered the explanation of the man when he took the man's grass puppet from the man's hands.

He didn't know the identity of the Taoist, nor did he want to guess. As a casual cultivator, he naturally knew the three Songming and the other three. Being able to instruct these three Divine Realm masters to test as front pawns has proved that the identity of the man must be one of the nine major sects.

As for Taipan's identity, he is even more familiar with it. At the Qianbirth Birthday Banquet in Xu Qiudao in Kunlun Mountain, he naturally met Taipan, one of the four protagonists, and had a close relationship with Xu Qiudao.

Although he is just a practitioner in the Qi realm and may not have the chance to achieve the soul in his entire life, he is not stupid. He can't tell that what he is involved in at this time is a battle between the nine major sects. Among them, as a casual cultivator, if he makes a mistake in his actions, he will definitely be doomed.

He never hated the wisdom he showed in his daily life. If it weren't for the wisdom he showed, his master wouldn't have placed all the inheritance on him. After he was injured, he asked for medicine for him at any cost, and wanted to heal his injuries. Therefore, he had to participate in this battle from afar and become a pawn for others.

The Taoist in purple-clothed with no energy on his body was his master.

As a casual cultivator, Zhang Mingyu's talent can be said to be unique. If it were not for being plotted against by someone five years ago, he might have a place in Tiangang. Unfortunately, everything was ruined five years ago.

If it weren't for his master's expenses, his dantian and meridians might not be able to be kept.

In the past five years, in order to heal his injuries, his master has traveled to all states and counties and owed countless favors.

But while regretting, Zhang Mingyu felt an indescribable sense of excitement and excitement in his heart. The grass doll in his hand could actually dominate the outcome of a dispute over a major cultivator in the Divine Realm. It was even possible that another major cultivator in the Divine Realm was captured alive and had no power to resist.

As a practitioner in the Qi realm, how lucky is he to be able to decide the outcome of a dispute in this way?

Looking at the rain curtain Binghua not far away, Zhang Mingyu couldn't help but swallow it.

The man's request was very clear. For Tai Pan, he had to be captured alive. He could be injured, but he would never die.

If the time of inspiration of this grass oval is too early, then Tai Pan will definitely leave without looking back. However, if the time of inspiration of this grass oval is too late, his master will not be able to stop, which will be a troublesome thing.

Therefore, in order to crush this grass puppet in time, his distance from the battlefield was not far away. His eyes could even clearly see the reflection of the long sword in his teacher's hand.

When the rain curtain was falling heavily, his heart was in his throat. When his teacher started to fight back, his nervous mood was relieved. When the little snake transformed from true energy turned into countless needles and fell down, he was completely unable to control his mood.

As a disciple of the Divine Realm Cultivator, he naturally heard his master talk about some things between Divine Realm Cultivator, and of course he also knew that even between Divine Realm Cultivator, it was enough to divide the means of life and death.

Therefore, when the needle was sprinkled, his mind was already blank.

Master, both master and father, for his injuries, can travel all over the county government rivers and be willing to be a chess piece. As a disciple, how can he watch his master fall into danger and be at the forefront of life and death?

When the needle was sprinkled, a blank space had already turned into his mind, leaving only an instinctive thought, the crushed grass puppet.

As for whether his master can stop at this moment of life and death, whether he will kill Taipan on the spot, that is not what he cares about.

When this thought came to his mind, the energy of heaven and earth around him was uncontrollable and rushed into the grass puppet. Fire suddenly appeared on countless chains as big as hair around the grass puppet.

When the energy flowed, the extremely severe pain also made Zhang Mingyu twitch like a shrimp.

The next moment, the gorgeous sword light and the messy cracks on the sword were reflected in Zhang Mingyu's pupils. He could even see that the long sword slowly collapsed under the extremely messy cracks.

At this moment, Zhang Mingyu's feelings for time seemed to be lengthened, and the coming of the long sword also became slow. He even had the illusion that he could block the long sword with just raising his hand, but this was just an illusion.

He can see clearly and want to get it, but this does not mean that he can do it.

He had just moved a finger, and the long sword had already fallen between his hands.

But in a flash, the grass puppet, the sparks on the grass puppet, and the flames entangled on the grass puppet were extremely neatly divided into two under the sword light.

In a vague way, Zhang Mingyu actually heard a wail when the grass puppet was shattering.

The next moment, Zhang Mingyu reacted.

It was indeed a wail, but it was not from the grass puppet, but from the long sword that broke and disintegrated after the sword.

However, Zhang Mingyu knew better that even if the sword was left with only one fragment, it would be enough to kill him on the spot. After all, it was a sword of a great cultivator of the divine realm.

"Are you going to die?" Zhang Mingyu widened his eyes. There was no fear in his heart, but instead felt a sense of ease and relief.

"If you die, just die." The memories of his life suddenly passed in his mind, turning into sweet, sweet, bitter and spicy food, endless flavors.

"I should have died five years ago."

"Otherwise, how could he drag the master to such a level?"

"But after today, Master will never be troubled by me again." Thinking of all the things over the past five years, Zhang Mingyu felt a sense of joy in his heart.

The first scene appeared in his mind - the barren mountain and the ruined temple. As a beggar, he had just escaped from the bites of several wild dogs, and was covered in scars. Then, a Taoist looked dignified and stepped into the ruined temple.

"Would you like to be passed on by me?"

After that, the word "wish" will be implemented throughout your life.
Chapter completed!