After opening portals one after another and breaking through various restrictions on the Gai family, it can be considered that it has run out of gas.
Chen Yang stuffed it into a gluttonous bag.
He then shook his head regretfully: "Unless there is another big opportunity, this magical seed will be useless."
"I can't be like the Gai family and put in so much effort to build a secret base in the Yin Demon Realm, just for the sake of a counterfeit heaven and earth?"
"Did I hit my head?"
"we'll see."
Chen Yang no longer despises referring to the magical powers of the Gai family as small methods, heavenly phenomena and earth. It is purely slander.
The real small laws, heavenly phenomena and earth are stored in his head.
Chen Yang lowered his head and glanced at his real body, lying on his side on the ground, breathing in spiritual energy and patiently practicing the Art of Tongyou.
He smiled slightly and regained his body through the connection with his original corpse.
This time, Chen Yang did not send the corpse away, but asked him to guard it inside the cave.
He himself, patiently, practiced for two more days in the Yupai Cave, focusing on stabilizing the realm of Silver Corpse and deepening his understanding of the Gengjin Yinsha Shura Field.
After exerting all his strength on the Ancient Battlefield: Changping, Chen Yang gained a new understanding and took a step forward to fully master this spell.
Time flows very fast.
Three days later, Chen Yang walked down the mountain. After handing over the token, he went back to Room Ding No. 3 and explained to Wang Yu several times, and then came to the mass grave again.
When no one was around, Chen Yang put away the golden coffin of his dead body, asked him to put on a cloak, and followed him in the form of a follower.
Finally, Chen Yang went to the Deacon Hall and patiently registered for the downhill experience.
According to the rules, he symbolically accepted a small task that was relatively close to his goal, and then left the mountain gate.
Throughout the whole process, Chen Yang was open and forthright, without any obstruction or obstruction.
So, within a moment of burning incense, the news came that Chen Yang, a newly promoted figure in the outer sect and a seed of the inner sect, came out of seclusion and went down the mountain to practice in preparation for the outer sect competition a month later, vowing to compete for the top spot.
Like wings, it flew into the ears of countless people.
All kinds of reactions, all kinds of speculations, hundreds of thoughts, countless clues, who knows?
Anyway, Chen Yang doesn't know and doesn't care.
He was just depressed: "Why can't I rent Yinhe to go down the mountain for training?"
"Do you look down on me, Old Chen?"
Chen Yang was depressed. After all, he didn't embarrass the outer disciple who almost knelt down in front of him.
He knew very well in his heart that if the sect really dared to open this hole, considering the loss rate of the sect's disciples, the mentality of dead Taoist friends, and even the temperament of not taking advantage of the bastard, I guarantee that it would not take Yinhe a few years.
It's going to be a dead end.
Either report the loss or report the damage, or else there are so many people in the middle of nowhere that there is nowhere to pursue the blame.
Chen Yang had no choice but to blame himself for being poor. He was envious of the arrogance of the old and well-off disciples who had flying boats to travel around, so he honestly affixed the magic talisman on his legs and walked away into the distance.
Many people know that his destination is the clues about the demon provided by the three elders.
There were so many people present, and Chen Yang didn't know if anyone would get there first. In short, it was just to find a place to practice, so it didn't matter.
With the Gai family's lessons learned, Chen Yang would continue to stay in the mountain gate and be used as a target for others in the next month because of his mistakes.
It's better to go down the mountain and be free, and just rush back when the time comes.
Without desire, Chen Yang walked casually. At night, he did not look for an inn to stay. Instead, he followed the reaction of Yin Qi in the wilderness and found a lonely grave that was half dug up by wild dogs.
"Finally found."
Chen Yang smiled, rubbed his palms together, and said to himself:
"I've long wanted to try this so-called indispensable spell for home travel - the ancient tomb Beppu spell in the wilderness."