In the tomb of King Rakshasa, Xiaoyin and Qin Lang looked at each other.
When the two people looked at each other, they had their own thoughts in their hearts, which were ups and downs.
"It is rumored that the Beast King was eaten in his sleep. Is this true?" Xiao Yin's eyes suddenly stared at Qin Lang and asked.
"Who is the Beast King? How could he be drowned by such clumsy means..." Qin Lang shook his head, denying this extremely ferocious history spread by the outside world.
"But……"
"I know what you want to say." Qin Lang said: "Is it still rumored that the Beast King's meat is very unpalatable? It feels so salty?"
Xiaoyin and others were stunned when they heard this.
Because of the question about what the taste of Beast King Meat is, the opinions of the outside world are very consistent. They all say that Beast King Meat is thousand-year-old bacon soaked in salt water, which is hard and salty; and this answer has received unanimous likes on the cultivation forum.
recognition...because it is said that someone once brought back a piece of beast king meat, processed it into dried meat and distributed it to many cultivators to taste. As a result, those cultivators vomited after eating it.
Some people even think that the taste of beast king meat is thousands of times stronger than canned herring...
This kind of meat-eating won't make the kid next door cry, but it will definitely drive the kid next door crazy.
Qin Lang smiled slightly. Of course he had searched for rumors from the outside world, so he felt that those rumors were particularly ridiculous: "The meat of the Beast King is a nourishing holy object. Even a piece of foot skin picked out can be sterilized by sticking it to the wound of a human cultivator."
It has the magical effect of disinfecting, promoting healing and leaving no scars at all... If you can eat a real piece of beast meat, even if it is only the size of a piece of braised pork, you can save at least ten years of hard work."
Wang Ming's eyes lit up when he heard this: "So you mean, the Beast King meat that is rumored to be eaten by the outside world is fake? The Beast King is not dead?"
"Of course it's fake."
Qin Lang sighed: "Those stupid people thought they had eaten the meat of the Beast King, but in fact it was just the clone technique of the Beast King."
"The clone technique... this should be seen through by others, right?" Xiao Yin was stunned.
"There are two types of clone techniques, one is the virtual clone, and the other is the physical clone. The virtual clone is constructed with spiritual power and its own energy, so it is naturally easy to be seen through. But the physical clone is different, as long as
If you can find a physical object with a density similar to that of your own body, and apply magic techniques, it will be difficult to be seen through." Qin Lang said: "So the Beast King who was eaten back then was just the physical clone of the Beast King."
"What did the Beast King use to replace his body?" Xiao Yin asked curiously.
Qin Lang: "What you are stepping on is..."
Everyone: "..."
Wang Ming stomped the ground: "No, this ground is very solid!"
"Strong is strong." Qin Lang nodded: "But you have to know that the land you are stepping on and the mountains and abyss you see in front of you are all made of the shit of the Beast King."
"..." Xiao Yin was shocked.
Everyone: "..."
At this time, Xiao Yin felt extremely regretful, because the home of Lord Throwing Thunder was too clean, and Xiao Yin was usually greedy for coolness, so he always went barefoot. When he was in that forest before, Xiao Yin wanted to avoid stepping on it.
When I reached the dirt, I was walking in the air, and now I relaxed for a while when I reached the tomb... I didn't expect that my white feet would step on the Rakshasa King's shit after all!
Sure enough, wearing shoes is a good habit!
He wants to change!
Must change!
Qin Lang: "Do you have anything else to ask?"
Xiaoyin: "Is there a place where I can wash my feet..."
"...Then please follow me to the inner hall of the tomb. After arriving at the inner hall, other questions in your hearts will naturally be explained." Qin Lang said.
These words are very meaningful. Qin Lang did not directly answer whether King Rakshasa is still alive, but the truth is right in front of him at this moment.
Everything will be revealed naturally after entering the inner hall of the tomb...
…
Then, everyone saw Qin Lang take out a jade scroll from his arms.
There is a formation diagram engraved on it, which is exactly the formation diagram that Wuji saw after inspecting the entire abyss.
"What's the origin of the formation diagram?" Zhuo Yi asked.
"This is the arrangement of Lord Beast King, specially used to open the door to the inner palace. Lord Beast King has worked hard to arrange this abyss array, hoping that one day a holy beast will find this place and discover the truth that he is still alive. However, after thousands of years,
In the past, the Beast King had given up any hope..." At this point, Qin Lang's words stopped abruptly. He seemed to have some unfinished words, but he could not continue.
Immediately afterwards, he threw the jade scroll into the void.
At the right time, the formation diagram of the jade scroll turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the sky, directly hitting the dome.
It was only then that everyone discovered that the bright thing on the dome of this big world was not the moon...
"Go in." Qin Lang looked up at the luminous body on the top of the sky and said.
Xiaoyin paused and looked at Qin Lang: "emm... I have one last question, what is this glowing thing? Why does it look familiar to me? But it doesn't seem to be the moon..."
"This is the inner hall of the tomb. You can also understand it as the coffin of the Beast King."
"I see……"
A few seconds later, the "coffin" that Qin Lang mentioned in the sky glowed, and a beam of light dropped directly to the edge of the abyss, like a spotlight.
Afterwards, everyone felt light all over.
This pillar of light naturally gave birth to a traction force that slowly led them there...
During the process of ascending to heaven, Fatty Luo was filled with emotions.
This is a gravity-changing spell... It is at least seven levels, and it is a fairly high-level spell type. It is difficult for ordinary people to cast it.
The combat power of holy beasts cannot be measured by the normal realm of cultivators. Fatty Luo remembered that Xiao Yin was a sixth-level holy beast when he was rescued from the Immortal Mansion, and its combat power could be equal to that of a loose immortal.
But now, Xiao Yin's strength is already as strong as a fifth-level holy beast...
On the way here, Fatty Luo specifically asked about Xiao Yin's condition. All this was attributed to Senior Ling Zhenren.
The combat power of fifth-level holy beasts can already compete with true immortals.
As for the King of Holy Beasts, Fatty Luo reckons that he is first-class or even waiting...
That is to say, if we analyze the strength on paper, the comprehensive combat power of the King of Holy Beasts is much stronger than that of the ordinary ninth-grade true immortal.
While Fatty Luo was thinking like this, everyone was getting closer and closer to the luminous object in the void.