Chapter 1222 Mysterious Face
Zhang Qian sighed in his heart for a while. Seeing that everyone was in a deep state of Taoism, he smacked his lips and immediately began to sense Buhuizi's location.

Without much effort, he located Buhuizi's position, which was in a cave inside the beautiful mountain in front of him, and he was still practicing the Nine Revolutions Profound Art.

At this moment, Buhuizi's Nine Revolutions Profound Art had reached the fourth revolution state of great perfection, and was about to break through to the fifth revolution state.

"You came at the perfect time, Bu Huizi, you can't escape!"

Zhang Qian smiled slightly, ignoring the people around him, and left an extremely real phantom on the spot, while his real body slowly walked towards the mountain in front.

When he entered this extremely beautiful mountain, he discovered that every tree and grass, every stone and spring on this mountain were not arranged randomly. They all contained a natural mystery of the unity of man and nature. No wonder they were so comfortable to look at.

While admiring the beautiful scenery, Zhang Qian moved forward following his inspiration for Buhuizi.

There are no formations or restrictions in this mountain. This is Buhuizi's real lair, so there is no need to set up any formations.

After a while, when Zhang Qian turned halfway up the mountain, a pine tree like a canopy appeared. This pine tree was actually an acquired spiritual root, with winding branches and strong and vigorous. There was a person sitting cross-legged under the tree, and it was Buhuizi!

At this moment, Buhuizi's blood and energy are surging throughout his body. He has already pushed the Nine Revolutions Profound Art to the extreme, and there is a faint rumbling sound of thunder. Zhang Qian discovered a long time ago that Buhuizi can gather and disperse at will, and can even transform into a stream of clear air.

That Qingqi should be Buhuizi's true origin. He is obviously not a human, nor an ordinary creature, but a strange incarnation of a divine creature. This is extremely rare in the entire universe.

It is very common in the prehistoric world. Many innate gods in the prehistoric world are the incarnations of certain Taoist energy, certain divine light, or certain spiritual inspiration. The origins of those innate gods are similar to Buhuizi.

Looking at Buhuizi who was practicing wholeheartedly from a distance, Zhang Qian did not step forward. He was waiting, waiting for the moment when Buhuizi would break through.

He didn't have to wait too long. With Buhuizi's foundation, breaking through the fifth turn was not a difficult task.

In less than an hour, Zhang Qian faintly heard a roar. This was the sound of Buhuizi's blood and energy breaking through the barrier. In an instant, the smoke of Buhuizi's blood and energy became several times thicker.

"The fifth turn!"

Zhang Qian did not hide his muttering, and it was heard by Buhuizi, who was instantly startled.

"Who! Come out!"

boom……!
A vast pressure rushed towards Zhang Qian, and Zhang Qian showed up confidently.

"You...you are Zhang Qian, how could you..."

When Buhuizi saw Zhang Qian, he was stunned. This was his dojo and his real lair. How could Zhang Qian come here without making any sound!

"Very surprised?"

"court death!"

Buhuizi let out a low shout, waved his hand, and used a move of destroying time and space to attack Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian looked at him steadily, and before the collapse of time and space came, he said, "Why don't you kneel down!"

As soon as these four words came out, Buhuizi's face changed drastically, and a layer of chaotic light flashed around him.

This mysterious light instantly enveloped Buhuizi. When the mysterious light passed, Buhuizi would become Zhang Qian's puppet god and demon.

But what surprised Zhang Qian was that the mysterious light encountered an obstruction at the center of Buhuizi's eyebrows, and a bright starlight shone at his center of eyebrows.

The starlight was extremely strange. Not only did it block the refining divine light of the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, but it also helped Buhuizi fight against the fate of becoming a puppet.

"What the hell is this!"

This is the first time that the Nine Revolutions Profound Art has encountered an obstacle!
Zhang Qian suppressed his shock and looked carefully. The starlight suddenly surged and condensed into a blurry human face in an instant.

The face was extremely blurry and unclear, but the eyes were clearly visible. The moment Zhang Qian saw the eyes, he shuddered involuntarily, because the eyes were too scary. Staring at him, Zhang Qian felt that all his secrets were seen through. In front of the scary eyes, he became a transparent existence.

These are a pair of eyes that see through everything in the world, overlook all things and spirits, and gaze at the supreme Dao. They are nothing like those of any living being, and are even more terrifying than the Dao’s Dharma Eyes.

The eyes of the Dao have only endless indifference, and at the same time these eyes are full of indifference, there is also infinite coldness, a kind of coldness that can freeze one's blood!
"Interesting, someone else has taken a fancy to this chess piece. What a wonderful mystical skill, it can even repel my mind control technique!"

The human face spoke, and its voice had an eternal ethereal sound. It was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, but it made Zhang Qian's heart jump. The meaning of the human face was very clear. Buhuizi had actually been trained into a puppet by someone, and it was this human face.

At this moment, Zhang Qian used the Nine Revolutions Profound Art to refine Buhuizi into a puppet god and demon, but was obstructed by Buhuizi's former master.

And this old master is terrifying no matter how you look at him.

"Who are you!"

Zhang Qian calmed himself and asked in a focused voice.

“Eh, so that’s the case!” The man didn’t answer Zhang Qian’s question, but said with a hint of surprise: “What a trick! It’s not in vain that a figure like you can appear in Tianwai Tian…”

At this point, the man suddenly stopped talking, and after a while he said, "Humph, he's yours, we'll meet again..."

Swish!
The human face disappeared without a trace. At the same time, the starlight between Buhuizi's eyebrows also disappeared. The chaotic light of the Nine Revolutions Profound Art was no longer blocked and instantly submerged Buhuizi.

"Your Highness!"

Buhuizi knelt on the ground and called him "Master".

Zhang Qian didn't react at all. His mind was filled with endless doubts. Who was this face?

Judging from his appearance, he has been controlling Buhuizi for quite some time. The look in that face gave Zhang Qian a fatal sense of crisis.

The owner of this human face must be a peerless powerful being who is no less powerful than Wan Wuyi. Zhang Qian is extremely certain of this.

"Is there someone as powerful as Wan Wuyi in the myriad worlds? This face of his..."

His expression became increasingly ugly, and he showed no joy at all in turning Buhuizi into a puppet god or demon.

The one and only chance had forced him to hide and be cautious, and now a mysterious face appeared, and he had taken away the control of Buhuizi from this face. He didn't believe that the other party would not care.

The cold look on that man's face was not fake. The other party must have had a terrible plan to control Buhuizi, but it was ruined by him.

Put yourself in Zhang Qian's shoes. If he were this human face, he would also want to kill the person who ruined his plan. But for some reason, this scary human face did not attack him.

"Lord?"

Bu Huizi shouted again, and Zhang Qian slowly suppressed the shock in his heart and said, "Get up, who was that face just now? Tell me in detail!"

"Human face? What is the Lord talking about?"

Bu Huizi looked confused.

Zhang Qian's eyes narrowed. He knew that Buhuizi would not lie to him. It seemed that when the man left, he had obviously erased all of Buhuizi's memories of him.

The Human Face must have commanded Buhuizi to do countless secret things over the years. As long as Buhuizi told them, Zhang Qian would be able to figure out the Human Face's purpose and approximate identity.

But that face obviously would not leave such a flaw, and no one knew what method was used to erase all of Buhuizi's memories of it.

(End of this chapter)