Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

"No? Is this... a real fight?"

"Yes, a real fight." Ji Wushuang nodded, "And the blows will get heavier later, and there will even be magical attacks. I hope all the old immortals will not slack off."

Because the Taoist texts in the bodies of these clay dolls were input by Ji Wushuang and Kun Ling Tiandao together.

In other words, this is not just Ji Wushuang's fist, but also the love of heaven!

Abbreviation - Iron Fist of Love!

Han Yun, the old immortal, was usually the most indifferent. When he heard that he would really be beaten, he was a little hesitant, but he still struggled hard: "Xiao Wushuang, hasn't this puppetry been lost for a long time... This... Where did you learn it from? Were you deceived?"

Lingze Elder nodded: "Yes, yes, could it be possible that I have been deceived?"

Ji Wushuang waved her hand and said, "Don't worry about that. This is what my elders taught me. Even if this clay puppet has signed a contract with you, it won't follow you forever. Once you successfully break through to the Golden Immortal Realm, this clay puppet will naturally dissipate."

Emperor Qianyun and Ji Wushuang do not have a formal master-disciple relationship, but Ji Wushuang remembers the kindness that the Emperor has shown her, otherwise he would not have traveled thousands of miles to send the Mo Lanyi to her.

Since we can’t call him “Master”, let’s just call him “Elder”.

The Jiuding Immortal held his little clay figurine in his hands, cautiously but with a look of disbelief.

"Is this really a puppet?"

After all the talk, the old immortals still didn't believe it.

The legendary puppetry is not like children playing house with mud, how can it be created by just pinching it?

It’s simply outrageous!

Ji Wushuang knew that talking more would be pointless, so he simply said, "If you old immortals want to test its power, why don't we all sit here and wait? We'll know once the sun goes down, right?"

The old immortals looked at each other, holding on to the wise idea of ​​"If my fellow Taoist dies, I will die first. If there is no way to avoid it, I will die with my fellow Taoist." Finally, they decided to wait and see together.

If we really get beaten, no one will be spared, isn't that fair?

Ji Wushuang took out the fallen leaves from the Tianyuan fruit tree, gave a leaf to each person, and asked the old immortals to make tea with it.

At first, the old immortals didn’t pay much attention to it, but it was the old immortal Miaohua who discovered the specialness of this leaf.

"Heaven, heaven, heaven...Tianyuan fruit tree leaves?"

Ji Wushuang nodded. Her old man, oh no, it was her saplings that had recently changed seasons, so a lot of leaves from the Tianyuan fruit trees had shed. They would have kept them anyway, so why not make tea for the old immortals?

The old immortals were so overwhelmed with joy that they were reluctant to drink the wine. However, Ji Wushuang had good intentions, and if they quietly stayed for the wine, it would seem that they were stingy.

So the old immortals drank Tianyuan fruit leaf tea together, waiting for time to pass slowly, and they felt a sense of leisure as if they had stolen half a day of leisure from their busy lives.

Ji Wushuang looked at their happy expressions. For some reason, he felt that the old immortals seemed to have a stronger old-man vibe.

Is it an illusion?

Looking at Lei Ya standing aside with a very happy expression on his face...

Wow, he smells like an old man too?

Ji Wushuang rubbed her eyes quickly and found that the old man's smell was not only not gone, but seemed to be even stronger. As smart as she was, she immediately thought of Sheng Yuan, who also smelled like an old man.

So there is only one truth...the source of the old man smell is the Tianyuan fruit tree!

Ji Wushuang: “…”

After learning the reason, Ji Wushuang looked up at the sky and down at the earth with a guilty conscience, but he didn't dare to look at the people who were gradually getting older.

Well, to express her apology, she will definitely give them more medicine when they are beaten by the clay doll in the future.

"Tick tock..."

As the day officially entered the second day, the clay dolls of the immortals woke up at the same time. They first rubbed their eyes, then slowly shook their short arms and legs, and some even stuck out their butts. How can they be described with just one word: "cute"?

Looking at the cute appearance of the clay dolls, the old immortals felt a kind emotion in their hearts, but the next moment they could not laugh anymore.

"Master, you've been lazy today, spank me!"

"Master is lazy and bad, beat him!"

"Master, you are being lazy. That's not good!"

……

The clay dolls first scolded in a baby voice, then bowed to their respective masters, and suddenly turned from two heads and two bodies into terrifying evil spirits, clenched their fists and turned into the posture of meteors, and hit the old immortals with a "bang".

The old immortals were beaten so hard that they staggered all over the place, suffered from headaches, sore waists, and trembling legs. Some of the old immortals with weaker cultivation were even nearly knocked away!

"Hey there..."

“Really fight!”

"My old bones..."

"It hurts..."

Almost in an instant, all the old immortals grimaced in pain, their minds full of question marks.

No, aren’t you made of mud?

Why does hitting someone hurt so much!

And this is just one punch. If they were to be hit with ten or eight punches later, they would be beaten into pig heads, right?

Among the crowd, only Taiyi and Leiya, who had just made a breakthrough, and the old immortal Fuguang, who had just had an epiphany, escaped a severe beating. Seeing this, the three of them were sweating profusely, and their hands holding the little clay figurine were shaking, not knowing whether they should throw away this hot potato.

It is said that what is worrying is not the lack of wealth but the uneven distribution of wealth. Now, only Taiyi, Fuguang and Leiya were not beaten, which made the old immortals secretly remember them.

An old immortal quietly probed his spiritual consciousness into the body of the clay doll, wanting to see what was going on with the clay doll. Why were they beaten so badly even though they were all Golden Immortals? Was there any secret?

But apart from the inscriptions and runes, there is nothing special about the body of the clay doll. It is just an ordinary ball of mud, without a trace of fairy spirit.

It seems that the only thing rumored to be able to make ordinary things move autonomously and unleash powerful force is puppetry...

So... this is really a puppet?

Xiao Wushuang didn't lie to them?

"Xiao Wushuang, are you really a puppet?"

Ji Wushuang nodded: "Yes, although this puppet is quite different from the real Heaven-Defying Immortal Puppets, they are indeed puppets."

"!!!"

At this moment, the old immortals no longer felt headaches, back pains, or trembling legs. They all put away their "victim" expressions. Everyone's hands were shaking as they held the clay dolls, and their eyes were shining like Grandma Wolf.

puppet!

It's a real puppet!

Hahahaha! How could they have such a great reputation as to possess puppets?

If this is shown to the public, won’t the old men and women from other sects be so jealous that they’ll vomit blood?

Ji Wushuang looked at the excited expressions of the old immortals and kindly advised them, "Seniors, you must practice well today. After all, starting tomorrow, you will be punching twice. If these punches hit people too hard, how about I change the inscription? How about changing it to "Pulling hair"? The second time, if you are lazy, pull two, the third time, pull four, the fourth time, pull eight, the fifth time... well..."

The old immortals felt a chill for some reason and swallowed their saliva: "What about the fifth time?"

Ji Wushuang glanced at the tops of the old immortals' heads with embarrassment and sighed softly, "By the fifth time, with the amount of hair you old immortals have, I'm afraid you'll be completely bald."

Everyone: "..."

Do not!

You can beat us!

But you can’t make us bald! It’s unacceptable, absolutely unacceptable!!!

"Let's practice now!"

"Yes, yes, yes. We will study hard and practice diligently. We will definitely not be lazy!"

"That's right, I definitely won't be lazy!"

Ji Wushuang was satisfied and nodded, saying, "That's great. Please work hard, old immortals, and I will cheer you on." The sooner you reach the Golden Immortal state, the more I will have of the Golden Immortal's thunder tribulation breath. It's a win-win situation.

The old immortals seemed to be excited.

"Don't worry! We won't let your kindness go to waste! Little Wushuang!"

"Yes, we must work hard!"

……

Kun Ling Tian Dao, who had been watching everything silently, said: [……]

When it comes to being black-hearted, I'm not convinced by anyone but you, Ji Wushuang, six six six!