Chapter 772: Method of Control?

There are only two ways out for the fat man.

Or just get in better shape.

Or just change your mentality for the better!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 1590 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

roadside.

Sect Master Zhang raised his hands helplessly, as if greeting everyone.

And he specifically greets women who are dressed in "frivolous" clothes.

As expected, soon, Sect Master Zhang received cordial greetings from many people.

"rogue!"

Although Sect Master Zhang has always been very thick-skinned,

But being scolded one after another like this is really a bit unpleasant.

"Okay, I've seen enough of this old crook. How about I find you another body so you can try again?"

Zhang Mo said this casually.

Unexpectedly, the skeleton actually replied: "Okay! Just give it a try!"

Zhang Mo's eyes widened, are you sure you are dead?

How do you feel that you can still be resurrected?

"Haha, just kidding. I have a little bit of soul now, so there is no point in looking for a body. Humanity is developing so well now. I really want to show it to my old brothers."

The skeleton was filled with emotion.

Zhang Mo said with a smile: "They might have been reincarnated long ago and started enjoying it."

"It makes sense, I am the only one left who is obsessed with this and is watching helplessly!"

The skeleton laughed softly.

Suddenly Zhang Mo felt that his light seemed to be dissipating.

He quickly shouted: "You're not going to fulfill your last wish right now. Don't die, don't die in my hands! Wait a moment, I want to ask you what to do with the Temple of Delusion. I got it stuck in the gap in space." Hey, red butt!”

"Stop howling, you are not going to die yet. It doesn't matter where you put my mansion in. I have already established a connection with it for you. You can move it out of the gap in space at any time and anywhere."

"Is it that simple?"

"Yeah, it's that simple. Then let me try, uh..."

Zhang Mo closed his eyes and contacted carefully.

I am company, I am company, I am company again and again...

I’m even with you, uncle, I’m even with you!

There is no feeling of connection at all.

Red butt, you are playing with me!

"I don't feel it!"

Zhang Modao.

The skeleton replied: "It's impossible. As long as you release your soul, communicate with the power of heaven and earth, and control part of the space, you will definitely be able to feel it."

"Wait a minute, what did you just say? Release your soul? Still communicate with heaven and earth? Still control part of space?"

Zhang Mo frowned.

What arrogant words are you talking about? With the strength of this sect leader, I can’t do even one of them!

Can you please not use your own strength to measure this sect leader?

We are really not in the same realm.

"Well, I'm afraid I can't do what you said now."

"You don't want to tell me that you are seriously injured too!"

"Yes, seriously injured, especially seriously injured."

Zhang Mo replied, patting his belly.

Look at how injured they are, they are so overworked!

The skeleton seemed to think for a while, and then said: "Don't be afraid, there are other ways. Have you brought out my modified beasts?"

"Bring it, bring it."

Zhang Mo nodded repeatedly.

The skeleton said: "That's enough. I left many things on these monsters. Including exercises, formulas, state of mind, practice notes, and some personal insights, including the method of space control in the Temple of Illusion. It's in it. After you find it, you can move it out with a little bit of manipulation, just a little slower. This is the back-up I left for those who are destined."

"Oh, whoever helps you raise the modified beast, you should leave the things to him, that's what I mean!"

"Yes."

"Well, the method is very good, but there is only one problem. If you don't release the modified beast, who will find it?"

"That's why I call it a destined person!"

Zhang Mo was completely defeated by the tough "idea" of the skeleton.

The skeleton said slowly: "Okay, I saw a good thing today. I hope you can show me your country when you wake up next time. The Golden Tree respects your country very much. I want to see it with my own eyes."

"That's no problem. I'll wake you up when I go back someday. Where are you later? Don't fall asleep again, hey!"

The skeleton disappeared completely and fell asleep.

Zhang Mo angrily slapped his thigh continuously.

After just a few words of conversation, he ran away again.

Old boy, you woke up just to see the big bitches, right?

If you were alive until now, you must be a demon cultivator.

Helpless, Zhang Mo turned to look at Tang Ji and said, "Do I have anything important to ask?"

Tang Ji looked confused, he didn't even understand what was going on.

Who is this guy who just chatted with the sect leader?

Why is he still attached to the sect leader?

From what he meant, it seemed like he was still the original owner of the Temple of Delusion.

Damn it, he can’t really be the original owner of the Temple of Delusion!

What is the relationship between the sect leader and him?

Why did the sect say that he was seriously injured?

Countless thoughts flashed through Tang Ji's mind in an instant, and each one was extremely exciting.

Something about the legendary Tianzhu bloodline immediately crossed my mind.

Tang Ji was still in a daze when he heard Zhang Mo asking him.

Zhang Mo shook his head, hey, if you act like a puppet when the critical moment comes, you are worse than that shit beetle.

Wait, dung beetle!

Yes, the old boy just said to leave everything on the monsters.

It couldn't be that the dung beetle has it on his body too!

If the dung beetle happens to have the control method of the Temple of Delusion, it will be a lot of fun.

Forget it, let it be whatever it wants.

Grand Master Zhang continued to wave, this time he waved not to the old lady, but to the skewers.

Another hundred skewers!

When life is happy, you must enjoy it to the fullest,

Don't let your stomach face the skewers empty!

All the saints and sages in ancient times were lonely,

This skewers tasted good!

...

Grand Master Zhang ate happily.

But he didn't know that at this time, on the second floor of the restaurant across the street, a pair of eyes had already stared at him.

The light in his eyes kept changing, his face seemed to be slightly distorted, and his expression was like a puppet.

Behind this person, it was his soul kneeling on the ground.

It was just covered by some treasure, so no one else could see it.

In other words, it was no longer his own soul that occupied this person's body at this time.

It was someone else!

A wooden cane in his hand, deep eyes, and restrained divine light.

"Zhang Laoba, what do you want to do?"

Muttering to himself, his voice was a bit hoarse, which was completely inconsistent with his young body.

Yes, the one who possessed this body was the Lord who had split his spirit.

He looked at Zhang Laoba, who was smiling and eating skewers.

It was really hard to understand.

If it was a betrayal, why was Zhang Laoba still walking on the street when he was immediately protected by the Human Emperor?

If it was not a betrayal, what was Zhang Laoba's purpose in running to the Wuji League? What did he want?

The Human Emperor still closed the door and refused to see Zhang Laoba, as if he wanted to give Zhang Laoba a cold shoulder.

Is it distrust, or something else?

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