But the incredible thing was yet to come. The speed of the Bing Xiaojian seemed to ignore time and cross space. It instantly penetrated these three monks, as well as the monks from the Ten Thousand Beasts Alliance, into minced meat.
Even when he was cut into minced meat, the monk from the Alliance of Beasts still had a sarcastic look on his face.
"The power of this karst guqin is so terrifying!" Even Qin Lang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. The power is really terrible. Fortunately, he got the karst guqin. If it was obtained by someone else, it would be Qin Lang.
He could only run away, no, there wouldn't even be a chance to escape, even if the Withered Sacred Tree was blessing him.
However, with such great power, its sequelae are also very terrifying. Just like Qin Lang, who is now at the peak of his out-of-body experience, after issuing this attack, all the real energy in his body was consumed, and he could not even maintain the most basic flight.
It can't be done, and it even loses contact with the storage bag. The consumption is really terrible.
If Karst Guqin hadn't used its own energy to suspend Qin Lang in the air, then Qin Lang would have fallen to the ground like a free fall!
Falling on the ground, looking at the karst guqin that slowly turned into nothingness, Qin Lang murmured to himself: "The power is really terrifying, but the sequelae are also in contrast. It seems that before the symmetry of strength was lost, the karst guqin was still
It’s better to use it sparingly, otherwise it will become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!”
After saying that, Qin Lang sat cross-legged on the ground. The feeling of not having true energy was really uncomfortable, but now he couldn't even open the storage bag, so he could only choose the most primitive way to absorb the energy between heaven and earth, and slowly
of recovery.
One day later, Qin Lang's true energy recovered to one thousandth, but now he could open the storage bag, but he did not do so, because under the exploration of his mental power, he found the body of Little Sweet Potato.
Maybe if it weren’t for this little girl, I wouldn’t have died!
But good fortune and misfortune come from blessings. Qin Lang gave this little girl the opportunity to become a monk. Such a thing was originally against the will of nature, and because there was no protection from the elders, Xiao Tudou was in the first disaster.
He died in the middle, maybe this is his destiny!
After absorbing the spiritual energy contained in several spiritual stones, Qin Lang took out a magic weapon, dug a pit not far from the real place, wrapped Xiaotuo's body in a magic robe, and Qin Lang buried it
, in any case, the little girl died because of Qin Lang, and the custom of Earth China is to try not to leave the deceased naked if possible, and Qin Lang did it.
"Whether we are monks or mortals, there will be countless disasters waiting for us in the process of growing up and going against the will of heaven..."
Qin Lang stood in front of Xiaotuo's grave for several hours. After setting up a wooden tombstone for him, Qin Lang left here. He still had his own way to go and his own journey to carry out.
On the second day after Qin Lang left, the low-level monks in the town dared to walk out slowly. When they arrived outside the town, they found nothing more than the "small mound" of Little Potato.
Nothing was found.
"There are still people buried here?"
One of the three Jindan monks frowned and looked at the grave. He was already in a bad mood, and his mood became even worse.
So he threw a talisman towards the small mound. In an instant, the small mound built by Qin Lang was exploded. A stream of light flashed past, and the murderer became a corpse.
This was the last formation set up by Qin Lang, but after the remaining two monks saw the robe, the decades of friendship between them were instantly shattered. In the end, the monk at the peak of the Golden Core survived, and then happily took the
He put on his robe and left, and Little Potato's body was thrown into the wilderness.
One day later, an old man on crutches came here. After seeing the body of his little granddaughter, he calmly put it back in the pit.
After trying hard to regain his original state, the old man sat beside the grave and talked for a long time. Then, without any signs of life, he died beside the grave of his little granddaughter!
Three days later, Qin Lang recovered 90% of his true energy.
Seven days later, he followed many monks to a little-known small city.
This is a city of forces that is only opened once every thousand years. The prerequisite for entry is that the cultivation level has reached the out-of-body stage.
The auction of Wanbao Pavilion will be held in three days, and because the opportunity is about to open, there are actually many Distracting Masters who are rarely seen in this city. Qin Lang even saw one wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Xuanwu Sect.
The shadow of the monk.
"Have you heard that the Beihai School's Instant Essence Pill will appear at the auction in three days' time? It is said that there are ten thousand bottles!"
"Really, this is really a big deal!"
"I heard that there will be an auction of distracting monsters in this auction, which is really unbelievable!"
"It just so happens that the era of opportunity is about to begin, and this Wanbao Pavilion has also spent a lot of money!"
Regardless of whether it is in the mortal world or the world of cultivation, a restaurant is always a well-informed place. Of course, you don't have to expect any shocking news to come out here. Even if it does come out, it will be known to everyone.
After listening to the information for a while, Qin Lang spent a thousand spiritual stones to open a room. This city opens once every thousand years, and the price and conditions are so high, but countless monks are eager to get there.
The room is very ordinary, but it is also in line with the price of a thousand spirit stones because it has a spirit gathering array.
This time, Qin Lang got an advantage. What he said before was right, if you can take what others have, don't use your own.
While practicing, Qin Lang was almost surrounded by light water vapor. Of course, these were spiritual energy.
The last time he was on Beihai Star, Qin Lang's bottleneck was somewhat loosened, but until now, there is still no change. Qin Lang knows that if this continues, it will be difficult to break through even if it takes another thousand years, but even if he sleeps, Qin Lang
It can also break through to the point of distraction, because it is a matter of course.
If Qin Lang's idea was known to other monks, he might be angry to death. After all, it is a very good thing that distraction can occupy one fifty thousandth of the total number of monks.
The reason why big sects have so many masters is because they have resources, which are simply not comparable to those of casual cultivators!
Three days later, there was a knock on Qin Lang's door.
"Shangxian, the auction will start in a few hours. I wonder if you will go?"
The service is really attentive.
Qin Lang opened his eyes and walked out. When he entered the auction house, he realized how attentive the service was. This was because he was afraid that Wanbao Pavilion would make less money, because the entrance fee for monks in the out-of-body period was as high as three thousand spiritual stones.
Turning around and looking at the huge crowd of monks, I'm afraid the admission fee alone can earn tens of millions.
Wanbao Pavilion is indeed a businessman, and the method of absorbing spiritual stones is really terrifying, comparable to the King of Heaven's concert in his previous life.
I'm bored and have no money. I can make a lot of money just by howling in a city. However, the king has real skills. It's not like lip-synching, which really makes people speechless.
I remember that when he was on Earth, Qin Lang encountered someone who dared to defraud immortals of their money. You can imagine the scene.
Taking the card from the monk's hand, Qin Lang took a look and saw that this was the seat card. It was really well organized.
Entering the auction, Qin Lang discovered that this was an auction venue. It was clearly an inverted pyramid, but because it was in the world of cultivation, there were ninety-nine suspended pavilions, divided into heaven and earth, heaven and earth, millions of people, and earth.
Five hundred thousand, one hundred thousand people.
No need to think about it, this is Wanbao Pavilion's method of attracting money. Everyone is a monk, and they are at least out of body. Even if they are twice as far away, they can still see clearly!
However, there are quite a lot of people with spirit stones. Even the most common seats are not filled with people, so the ninety-nine lofts in the sky are already full.
About an hour later, the ordinary seats were also sold out. At this time, a hole appeared in the center, and a beautiful female monk appeared. There was a small box beside her. You didn’t need to think about it to know that this