These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 890 Ning Zheng: I am the Immortal Painting Master, please avenge me

To be honest, he was originally planning to act according to the plan designed by the blacksmiths.

You may think that the blacksmiths are crazy, but you cannot deny that they are a group of experts in dungeon strategies. They have more than a dozen plans for the next dungeon and are definitely high-level players.

If you suddenly encounter a robbery, it is a good idea to be able to adapt to the situation.

Just build an ancient tomb, write a suicide note, and integrate it into the history written by the blacksmith. Things go unexpectedly smoothly.

After all, how could it not go smoothly?
As a true immortal, are they qualified to know the history of the fights between immortal masters? Are they capable of finding out which immortal master in history fell?

This involves their cognitive blind spots.

Furthermore, with a genuine auspicious beast artifact and a great opportunity in hand, would they still trace the authenticity?

"People always instinctively believe what they want to believe."

Ning Zheng sighed in her heart, "From their perspective, they are not worthy of this seven-colored immortal weapon as bait."

"Because this bait is too valuable, just like a beggar on the street, it is hard to believe that someone is willing to spend 10 billion yuan to trap them."

Don't think that calling them beggars is a bit of an underestimation of them.

Their sect is the strongest force under the Immortal Lord, a true immortal-level force, and is also one of the strongest in the world of the heavens.

But it is what it is.

Below the Immortal Lord, all are ants and beggars.

Even the current leader of the True Immortals under the command of the Immortal Lord can kill all the True Immortals in their sect by himself like killing chickens.

As history changes, forces like the Demonic Holy Sect are constantly replaced, and only the Immortal-level forces remain supreme.

at this time.

From Ning Zheng's perspective, he saw the legendary Immortal Mo Mei.

This is a powerful and legendary being. She was once a disciple of a small sect in the Ten Thousand Beasts Domain, and she rose through the ranks and fought her way up.

Then, her own sect was hit by a disaster and attacked by other powerful forces. She escaped death and was given a mission in times of crisis. She obtained several powerful beast cubs bred by the core members of the sect.

At this point, with a potential-rich divine beast in hand, he completely had the capital to take off.

After that, he went through repeated growth and tempering, and commanded the beasts to travel again and again, challenging gyms everywhere.

Then he participated in a beast taming competition, won the championship, and eventually became a true immortal and founded his own sect.

At this time, Ning Zheng also saw the true face of this mysterious immortal from a bystander's perspective.

She is beautiful, cool and elegant, with a bunch of beautiful black plum blossoms on her head.

In the pocket was a snow-white mouse the size of a palm, with its cute little head poking out and looking around.

The hairpin is her core wood-type beast: Momei, and in her pocket is: Meitianshu, the two are there to protect her at all times.

After hearing the explanation of the great elder, Immortal Mo Mei stopped talking and frowned slightly. After a long while, he spoke:

"I'm afraid this matter is not simple. It's too coincidental. I'm afraid it's a trap."

As soon as these words fell, Mo Meifeng's mind went blank, and his expression changed instantly from great joy to fear. He couldn't help but exclaimed loudly: "How is it possible? Who would use such a treasure to plot against us?"

Immortal Mo Mei shook her head and said very rationally: "What a coincidence! There is no such thing as an opportunity without reason in this world. It suddenly falls upon us."

"However, just because it's a game doesn't mean the other party is plotting against us."

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be passed down from generation to generation!"

Seeing Mo Meifeng's puzzled expression, Mo Mei Zhenxian smiled and said, "When one reaches the level of Immortal Venerable, knowing that he will die, he will naturally leave behind a legacy."

"And their inheritance will select the destined person in the dark."

"The destined one?" Mo Meifeng looked thoughtful. Is this the destined one chosen by fate?
Choose the right successor through fate and divination?
"In other words, we are the descendants of that immortal who was found by someone else?" Mo Meifeng understood immediately:
"We passed some kind of test, a threshold? Our luck brought us together, causing our cause and effect to intersect?"

"That's how it should be."

Immortal Mo Mei picked up the exquisite golden lotus lamp and observed it carefully. "This peerless treasure is more valuable than us. It is definitely not to cheat us, but to pass it on to us."

"In fact, we have to take over the old subordinates and the legacy left by that Immortal Venerable step by step and rise again."

Immortal Mo Mei knows.

This rise is a great opportunity, but it also comes at a price.

If you accept the cause of that person's existence, you must accept the result of that person's existence.

To take over the inheritance is to take revenge.

And where is the enemy?
In the sky, on the supreme throne of the fairy world, there is a group of tall and mighty figures overlooking the eternity, cold and ruthless.

Immortal Mo Mei sighed, "The Immortal Venerable's inheritance has found us in the dark, and our future will be blessed or cursed." In the dark.

When Jiucai Rong Dengling heard this, he couldn't help but be amazed.

As expected of a big boss, he actually saw through our layout and it was us who deliberately delivered the goods to your door.

But I'm sorry.

We see through yours.

We guessed from the beginning that you might be able to see through it, so we made two preparations.

1. The other party cannot see through it and thinks it is a great opportunity from heaven.

It's over.

2. The other party saw through their deliberate attempt to deliver food.

Very good, we make nesting dolls.

Now, Jiucai Rong decisively activated the second layer of the thousand-layer cake and laughed, "Great! You are worthy of being the chosen one. You are so smart, no wonder you were chosen."

"If you can't see through this, I will look down on you and think you are not worthy of being my master."

Jiucai Rong praised.

——If you really can’t see through me, I will immediately change my words and praise you.

"As expected." Immortal Mo Mei looked solemn, still thinking about the inexplicable possibility. Looking at the Precious Lotus Lantern, he sighed:
"I can't refuse this inheritance. Even if I do, I'm afraid I'll be sucked into the vortex and killed by some immortals."

"Can you tell me in detail who killed that Immortal Venerable? Who are we going to offend in the future?"

The spirit of the street lamp said calmly: "Those who understand will understand, and those who don't understand don't need to tell, so as not to add to your troubles. You just need to grow up and do your own thing."

"That elder of ours left some legacy, the race of the old subordinates. Although they don't recognize you, they are multiplying in a certain world. You secretly took over, and they will be your main force in the future."

Jiucai Rong said calmly: "Next, work hard to become an immortal! That senior left a picture for you."

There was a crash.

An old image stored in the Precious Lotus Lantern slowly emerged.

Next it’s time for Ning Zheng’s vest to appear.

A hazy figure with hands behind his back looks quietly ahead, with luck lingering around him, giving people a sense of antiquity and vastness.

"See senior."

Seeing Ning Zheng appear, Immortal Mo Mei stood up decisively and saluted with a respectful look and a proper attitude.

The shadow of a mysterious man emerged under the light, his figure emitting dazzling golden light under the Lotus Lantern, and he spoke softly:

"What you have inherited is only one of my destroyed branches. The rest are inherited from another branch."

"Take my divine weapon, hold the auspicious beast, accept my favor, and avenge me."

The sound gradually faded away, and there seemed to be only these few words.

Immortal Mo Mei was frightened by the mortal Ning Zheng. This kind of immortal weapon must have come from some great senior.

This is a conspiracy.

As long as she can enjoy this opportunity, it is no longer up to her, because the hostile Immortal Lord will not allow the enemy of the past to be passed down from generation to generation.

If you don't want revenge, will those immortals believe it?
Immortal Mo Mei's expression changed several times, and he couldn't help but ask, "May I ask, what is your master's name?"

Ning Zheng used the remaining energy of her clone to take a look at Immortal Mo Mei and felt that this person could really climb up the pole.

He called himself his mentor as soon as he came up.

As expected, few of these people are simple.

"I have been called many names in history."

"I am good at painting, painting eternal pictures, flowing into history, and some people in history have called me"

"Painting Immortal Venerable."

A coordinate slowly emerged, the light of the magic lamp dissipated, and everything in the room returned to normal.

Immortal Mo Mei was a man of swift and decisive actions. He said solemnly, "Great Elder, you and I will go to this world in person. We will go now without any delay."

After saying that, the two of them made a prompt decision, left the fairyland directly, tore through the void, and stepped towards the world of destiny.

Let's see what the Taoist system developed by the auspicious beasts under the command of the mysterious immortal is like!
(End of this chapter)