As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills Chapter 969

969 Chapter 969
Had Jiang Ming encountered a situation similar to Sikong Wuyuan’s?
Xue Qiqi raised her hand and dispersed the spiritual energy. A sinister smile appeared on her face as she stepped forward and slapped him.
Jiang Ming was about to dodge, but he found that he could not raise his hand at all.
“Come out!”
Jiang Ming remembered the voice and shouted around, but it ignored him.
He was speechless.
How cowardly!
Then let him force it out!
Xue Qiqi took out a dart from her pocket and aimed it at Jiang Ming’s neck.
Jiang Ming was unmoved and kept brewing the spiritual energy in his body.
spiritual energy gathered in his heart and gathered together.
After a while, he realized that he could move again and released his spiritual energy.
Xue Qiqi was sent flying, and a look of disbelief flashed across her eyes.
But now, she seemed to be unable to speak. She crawled on all fours and cried out as she came to her mother’s side.
Jiang Ming touched his face, and the red marks and wounds on it instantly disappeared.
Sikong Wuyuan clapped his hands and cheered.
“How are you so amazing? I want to be like this.”
His eyes were full of admiration, but he was anxious again.
Now, he still had no way to struggle out of this position.
Jiang Ming walked toward Sikong Wuyuan and taught him how to gather spiritual energy.
Sikong Wuyuan’s spiritual energy instantly formed a huge V, but it still did not change the fact that he could not move.
“Does everyone have their own test?”
Jiang Ming did not know what to say, but he soon realized that Sikong Wuyuan could not move because of his acupuncture points.
He clicked his tongue.
Opening Sikong Wuyuan’s acupuncture points, Jiang Ming found that Xue Qiqi’s mother was reviving at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, Xue Qiqi did not do anything. She just kept crying.
Jiang Ming was deep in thought.
Could it be that her tears had a healing effect?
“There’s an ancient legend,” Sikong Wuyuan muttered to himself. “The god worshiped by tens of thousands of people had a daughter, but people thought it was an ominous sign. From then on, they were tortured and killed, and they lived a life of exile. Then, they refused to accept the humiliation and rose up to resist, becoming monsters that everyone feared.
These words attracted Jiang Ming’s attention.
At this moment, Sikong Wuyuan was like a wooden puppet. He did not have the slightest bit of vitality, and his eyes were empty.
He slapped his head.
Sikong Wuyuan was being controlled again.
“What?” Sikong Wuyuan returned to his original state. “I think I had a strange dream just now.”
“Were there gods and monsters in the dream?” Jiang Ming asked cooperatively.
“How did you know?”
Sikong Wuyuan’s pupils trembled violently. He was dumbfounded.
Jiang Ming was helpless.
“That thing wants me to know.”
He did not know what the meaning was. Did it have anything to do with him? Was this to get his sympathy?
He did not understand.
Xue Qiqi’s mother turned into a monster and walked toward Sikong Wuyuan and Jiang Ming step by step.
The injured commoners immediately knelt down and bowed devoutly.
“My God! My God, please give me endless glory!”
“This scene…”
Sikong Wuyuan was so excited that he could not speak. He kept pointing at the commoners.
Jiang Ming rolled his eyes.
He did not even need to listen to what Sikong Wuyuan was going to say next.
This was obviously an act for them to see. What was the point of cooperating with this thing?
The god had already arrived in front of them. A voice that sounded like a duck’s quack could be heard.
“You can be Xue Qiqi’s mother, but you can’t be our god.”
Jiang Ming said.
This god was too ridiculous.
Xue Qiqi’s mother was immediately enraged. Her entire body was emitting flames, and in the next second, she threw the fire at them.
Jiang Ming did not think much of it. He put his palms together, and his spiritual energy was faintly discernible, forcing the flames back.
The crowd of commoners started shouting.
“What right do you have to attack a god? To think that you’re the king! You don’t have the temperament that the king of the Xiaguo Kingdom should have at all!”
“This is a god above all. You should be devout and not insult them.”
“Do you want to kill our god to usurp the throne? It’s impossible. We won’t acknowledge you!”
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Jiang Ming suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
Didn’t this group of people say that they were afraid a second ago? What happened now?
This change in attitude was simply faster than flipping a book.
A trace of disgust flashed across Sikong Wuyuan’s eyes. He took advantage of the fact that Xue Qiqi’s mother was not paying attention and went behind her.
Xue Qiqi seemed to have the ability to foresee things. She secretly took out a small cleaver and directly slashed at Sikong Wuyuan’s head.
His back was facing Xue Qiqi, so he was unaware of the sudden danger. He only conjured a dagger and slashed at Xue Qiqi’s mother’s head.
Jiang Ming saw this scene clearly and cursed in his heart.
Sikong Wuyuan was acting stupidly.
He quickly turned around and appeared behind Xue Qiqi. He cut off her head first.
However, he did not expect that the mother and daughter could communicate through telepathy. Xue Qiqi’s mother turned her head in the next second and roared at Jiang Ming and Sikong Wuyuan.
The loud noise almost shattered their eardrums. Sikong Wuyuan’s plan succeeded, and he was pulled away by Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming raised one hand and aimed it at Xue Qiqi’s mother’s head.
There was an explosion and brain matter spilled out.
“Ugh…”
Even though he had seen many such scenes, Sikong Wuyuan still could not help but vomit.
Jiang Ming drew a finger in his palm, and his spiritual energy wrapped around the brain.
Sikong Wuyuan could not understand.
What was the use of using spiritual energy to wrap a dead person?
Wasn’t this a waste of effort?
However, in the next second, he understood.
Xue Qiqi’s head suddenly moved and landed on her body.
A new Xue Qiqi appeared before everyone’s eyes.
Her expression was cold, and her eyes were filled with ice.
Countless ice flowers flew toward Jiang Ming and Sikong Wuyuan. The two of them retreated and collectively resisted the ice flowers in front of them.
The ice flower fell apart but then merged again.
Jiang Ming clenched his fists and shattered the ice flower.
The ice flowers did not have the chance to overlap at all.
Sikong Wuyuan’s blood boiled as he watched.
The ice flowers completely stopped overlapping.
Jiang Ming put his fists down.
Sikong Wuyuan wiped his sweat and stared at Xue Qiqi’s mother.
She sat there in a daze, not knowing what she was doing.