Chapter 244 Hearthstone falls off the chain, no one should think about it
After keenly grasping a key point and using his words to trick a disciple of the Futu Demon Cult to death, Qin Yang let out a long breath.
It is naturally best not to fight. After all, the other party's realm is higher than yours, and your physical body has not yet fully recovered. A fierce fight will inevitably have negative effects.
Therefore, this illustrates a problem. Monks are all people with a firm will. Most of the time, their will is unwavering and absolutely correct.
However, there are no absolutes and a firm will. Sometimes, to put it another way, it means accepting death, trying to get into trouble, and being too firm in one's own judgment.
When the judgment is wrong, the more convinced you are, the faster you can get your lunch box.
Killing people, touching corpses, digging holes and burying people all at once.
Only one skill book was taken out, but this skill book made Qin Yang overjoyed.
This is a collection of strange little techniques, but it is not accurate. It should be said to be a collection of techniques on how to protect yourself after entering this basin.
From the weaknesses of those ugly monsters, to how to resist evil whispers that may appear in your ears, to what to do if you experience hallucinations.
The process is extremely detailed and can be said to be down to the smallest detail.
These are what Qin Yang is lacking now.
However, Qin Yang did not blindly believe it. After all, according to this collection, after hallucinations occur, if you recite a strange language, such as a spell or a mantra, no matter how firm your heart is, the hallucinations will naturally break down.
After all, it is just one's own hallucination and cannot directly kill people.
The unlucky guy in front of me had too much faith, so he died.
I took out this unfortunate guy's storage bag and picked it up using the "pick up" skill. I opened it and rummaged around for a while. There was nothing valuable in it. Except for a series of elixirs, there were not many spiritual stones.
Of course, there are still such things as identity tokens.
Qin Yang decisively discarded his last identity token and put on a new vest.
After all, the last unlucky guy died in a very high-profile manner. He was dismembered at high altitude and the probability of being directly seen by others was really high.
After assuming a new identity, Qin Yang was not in a hurry to leave, but fell into deep thought.
There is at least an 80% chance that the Buddha Cult is here to destroy Kaifeng Town.
They know the whispers in their ears, they know the hallucinations that may occur, called demons.
After thinking about it, Qin Yang felt that the two were probably the best.
1. The existence of the sealed town cannot be equated with the whispering demons and hallucinations outside.
Whether these whispers or hallucinations that are difficult to distinguish between true and false, they are actually the effects of the lockdown itself, to prevent outsiders from breaking through the lockdown.
If you think about it this way, wouldn't it be that the evil being who was sealed off in the town has become a positive figure of suffering?
It was sealed here by evil spirits, and then guarded by evil gates...
And the Buddha Cult is just a decent person who comes to rescue the distressed hero?
The second possibility is that the existence of the lockdown can be equated with the hallucinations and whispers outside.
The strangeness of these evil sects are all the result of the power of the other party escaping. It itself is constantly bewitching the creatures approaching here. No matter who it is, it makes no difference to it.
No matter what the purpose of coming here, it is an ant that can be used.
After thinking for a long time, Qin Yang couldn't figure it out. Everything here was too weird.
Until now, there is still a speculation that everything here is still an illusion.
The reason why we went to find the corpse before was to try our luck to touch the corpse. More importantly, we also wanted to confirm whether touching the corpse could be used. As long as it worked, it would at least prove that the corpse itself was not an illusion, and everything here,
There is also a high possibility that it is not a super large illusion.
After thinking about it, Qin Yang still felt that meeting others was a safe choice.
Whether it's a ghost thief or a Buddhist pagoda, although neither is safe, there is always a chance.
Being alone, the risk is too high.
Not far ahead, I encountered no traps, but at a corner, I encountered a sleeping monster.
The overall shape of this monster is not much different from the huge lizard monster we saw before, but its momentum is too different. When it is sleeping, it is like a stone, and there is no way to detect it in advance.
When he saw the monster, the sleeping monster slowly opened its eyes. Its black eyes stared at Qin Yang, full of violence and madness, without any light of wisdom. It was really like a hungry and crazy animal.
The beast makes no difference.
Qin Yang stepped back step by step, took out the poor guy's storage bag, took out some silver-gray powder and sprinkled it in front of him.
This is a mixture of the ashes of burned spiritual wood, ground Silver Moon Grass stems, and five-color soil.
None of them are very precious. Spiritual tree ashes are no different from ordinary plant ashes. Silver Moon Grass stems are just ancillary garbage of Silver Moon Grass. They can at most be used to make paper. Five-color soil is actually just ordinary soil of five colors.
But this thing, here, is just the right thing to restrain these monsters. Maybe the monsters hate the smell, or maybe it's something else.
Qin Yang slowly backed away and spread the ashes evenly on the ground.
In just a few breaths, an area several feet wide was covered in silver-gray ashes.
The monster walked up to the ashes and let out a hoarse and unpleasant roar at Qin Yang. Its claws scratched the ground crazily, and large sparks appeared. However, the furious monster did not dare to cross the range covered by the ashes.
"Is it really useful?" Qin Yang was really surprised.
He could never understand why these crazy monsters were afraid of things that were not even materials.
Now was not the time to study this. Qin Yang ignored the monster's crazy roar and turned around to choose a new path.
But just after walking a short distance, a sense of crisis appeared in vain. Qin Yang's eyes flashed with lightning, and he glanced around, but did not see any possible danger.
At this moment, the physical body's sense of danger caused the body to react first. He stepped forward and rolled several feet to one side.
At the same time, a monster with fleshy wings, shaped like a bat, but with the head of a lioness fell from the sky, and landed where he was just now with a bang.
The black stone shattered, and the broken stones exploded in all directions like powerful arrows, but the monster's sharp claws had already penetrated into the hard black stone.
Qin Yang's eyelids twitched, and before he could react, the monster spread its wings and swept across, arriving in an instant.
"drink!"
With a loud shout, Qin Yang's energy and blood surged, his fist was covered with destructive thunder, and he punched the monster's wings.
The lightning flashed, and the monster's fleshy wings exploded. Black blood spattered and fell on the ground, corroding the black stone ground into small holes. The unpleasant sour smell spread out along with bursts of black smoke.
Qin Yang retreated with the help of the counterattack, with a hint of shock in his eyes.
After landing, Qin Yang looked at his fists, then looked up at the monster, his waist slightly arched, and before the monster could attack again, he rushed towards the monster first.
The monster's fleshy wings swept across again. This time, Qin Yang did not confront him head-on. Instead, his steps were slightly misaligned and he actually pursued the monster in the direction of its wings.
Halfway through the journey, Qin Yang had already grabbed one of the monster's fleshy wings.
The moment the thick black liquid on the monster's body touched the palm of your hand, it made a sizzling sound, and its skin and flesh began to be corroded.
But Qin Yang held on tightly, and a phantom of a palm emerged from his palm and disappeared into the fleshy wings.
When the phantom of the palm was retracted, the monster's movements stopped abruptly, and its body collapsed to the ground as if it had lost its bones. Its flesh and blood quickly turned into black mucus, which completely melted and dispersed.
Qin Yang frowned, and the white flowers bloomed on the back of his hand, which were quickly dyed black and withered. After repeated repetitions, the black color in the palm slowly dissipated.
The skin on the palm has been completely corroded, and some of the flesh and blood are missing, and the white bones can already be seen.
After getting rid of the strange corrosive toxins in the black mucus, the flesh and blood in the palm slowly recovered, and there was a blue light ball in the hand, with a ray of black energy that was constantly jumping inside.
Cold and domineering, trapped in the ball of light, Qin Yang actually felt this wisp of black energy and seemed to be struggling.
Qin Yang was really shocked when he encountered this situation for the first time.
After crushing the ball of light and completing the final refining, the wisp of black energy entangled in his palm and stopped jumping.
This made Qin Yang breathe a sigh of relief. At least his skills were as strong as ever in his own field.
Sensing this wisp of black energy carefully, there seems to be nothing but cold and domineering. It is obviously just a faint wisp of black energy, but it gives Qin Yang the feeling that the quality of this thing is very high, far beyond his
The quality of true essence.
The moment he touched it, Qin Yang noticed that the skill reacted, indicating that he could touch the corpse.
All of these monsters are dead.
As long as it is a dead creature, it is naturally unable to withstand the touch of the natural enemies of the dead.
Qin Yang looked at the corrosive mucus spreading on the ground, then looked at the black energy entrenched in his hands, thoughtfully.
This monster can move, and the core should be given by this wisp of black energy.
Qin Yang began to lean towards his second guess. This wisp of black energy was the power of the evil sect that had been sealed off.
Take out a jade box, put the black gas in it, reinforce the seal again, and store it in a separate storage bag.
We continued to move forward, and after a day, we finally saw the large army.
And they are the team of the Buddha Demon Cult.
"You, identity token."
The moment he saw the team, he saw an old man with a gloomy face and white hair and beard, shouting loudly from a distance.
Qin Yang honestly took out his identity token, and after activating it, two big characters were displayed on it: Bi Chao.
Only now did Qin Yang know the name of the second unlucky guy...
"Come here." The old man shouted again, and a piece of ashes came out from his hand. On the way Qin Yang moved forward, he recited an unknown mantra.
Everyone else looked at Qin Yang with all their vigilance, as if they were ready to take action at any time.
Qin Yang kept walking and walked easily across the ash-covered ground without any reaction.
At this time, the vigilance on the old man's face suddenly dissipated and turned into a cold expression.
"Why did you come back? What did I tell you before?"
As the old man spoke, a middle-aged man who was blind in one eye beside him took out a hook with an expressionless expression. With a wave of his hand, the hook instantly appeared next to Qin Yang's head and hooked his neck.
He flew quickly towards the middle-aged man.
The other end of the hook, with its sharp spikes, was facing Qin Yang's head.
Qin Yang's expression changed. Damn, you just kill him if you don't agree with him?
How do I know what you said before?
"I have found part of the correct path." At the critical moment, Qin Yang did not resist rashly, but shouted quickly.
In an instant, the hook stopped and disappeared from Qin Yang's neck.
Qin Yang's heart was beating wildly. The other people were not of concern. Only this old man and this middle-aged man were really terrifying.
Especially this middle-aged man, when he started killing people, he didn't even have murderous intent, and his eyes didn't change at all.
That weird hook is even more terrifying, its speed is unbelievable. After it hooks a person, the flow of true energy in the body is simultaneously imprisoned.
It's more like severing the connection between the head and the body.
"lead the way."
The old man didn't talk nonsense, nor did he show a happy expression. He said two words with a gloomy face.
The middle-aged man next to him stared at Qin Yang quietly.
Qin Yang smiled bitterly, he underestimated...
I underestimated the methods of the Futu Demon Sect and their ruthlessness. Sure enough, being called a demon sect really lived up to the word.
The domineering and ruthless nature of the Huliang Three Saints Sect is indeed quite mild compared to these people...
Looking at the other disciples, they all accepted this style of behavior very calmly. It was obviously not the first time they had seen it.
These disciples, as well as the disciples who went to explore the way, are all just cannon fodder, cannon fodder that can be crushed to death at any time, thinking of the information found on the first unlucky guy.
Qin Yang secretly sighed at his bad luck. The first unlucky guy turned out to be a foolish young man. The Futu Demon Cult brought him here and they didn't even think that he could leave here alive.
But this gave me a preconceived impression and misjudged the situation.
Disguised as cannon fodder...
However, thinking that if he had not disguised himself as the unlucky cannon fodder, he might have received a box lunch as soon as he saw these people, Qin Yang felt a little happy secretly.
Fortunately, he was cautious enough and pretended to be cannon fodder. After all, if he encountered a ghost thief, it was unlikely that an expert would sneak up on him and kill him.
Qin Yang could only hold his nose and lead the way, leading them through the safe route he had walked.
Halfway through, Qin Yang silently stared at the other disciples who seemed a little surprised, and immediately said decisively that there were only so many safe routes that had been explored so far, and he was not sure about the rest.
"Not bad." The old man with a gloomy face forced out an ugly smile and nodded to Qin Yang.
After saying this, the old man immediately turned to look at the other disciples.
"It's been three days. Our time is limited. The one with the slowest progress should end it himself."
One of the disciples turned pale with fright, turned around and ran away.
However, as soon as he ran out a few steps, a hook suddenly appeared on his neck, hooked on his neck and flew back, hitting the spikes in the middle-aged man's paralyzed hand.
The sharp thorns pierced his head. The unfortunate guy just struggled and shivered, and then died.
"I told you before we came here that our time is limited. The person who has made the greatest contribution can choose his own lineage and become a true disciple after he returns. But similarly, there is no need for the waste who has made no contribution to stay in this world."
The old man's gloomy eyes glanced around and saw a group of disciples of the Buddha Sect, each one as scared as a quail...
"The progress this time is faster than last time. This is a good start. This time we must reach the center before the end of time. If we fail, you know what the consequences will be. Now, use this as the starting point and continue to spread out.
Explore the right path.”
A group of disciples dispersed again...
But Qin Yang was left behind and went with the large army...
Qin Yang sighed secretly, feeling that he couldn't continue with this. There were wolves in front of him and tigers in the back. He didn't know when a trap would appear at his feet, and there might be a scary guy watching.
It's better to just be patient and save your life before talking about other things. If you continue like this, if you don't get killed by the demon, you may be killed by the people of the Futu Demon Cult first...
After a few days, I didn't understand the situation, but became more and more confused. There were too many unreasonable things, and there were too many things that were completely unexplainable...
Qin Yang didn't know whether this was because he was still under the influence of evil spirits, or because he didn't grasp the key point...
Quietly took out the Sun Moon Star Shuttle and prepared to leave here first...
However, when the Sun, Moon and Star shuttle was activated, they found that it had no effect at all.
Qin Yang's face fell instantly, uglier than eating half a fly...
Why can't I use my hearthstone?
I've already booked a teleportation hotel for tomorrow?
Quietly retracting the Sun Moon Star Shuttle, Qin Yang looked up at the sky and cursed in his heart that it was broken.
The Sun Moon Star Shuttle can be used as long as it is under a large world, whether it is a secret realm or other places.
A big world is like a giant tree. The trunk is the big world itself, and the scattered branches and leaves are secret realms.
If you want to jump from a leaf to the trunk, you can indeed use the Sun Moon Star Shuttle.
However……
What if this leaf comes from another giant tree and falls on this tree?
Qin Yang was speechless and choked. This secret realm under his feet turned out to be from another world?
Damn it, this kind of small probability event can be encountered by me?
I smashed the hearthstone when I got back!
The chain fell off the first time I used it!
So what should we do now? Will we go to the end?
Judging from what Old Man Wei said, the evil guy who was sealed off this time will definitely be able to break free from the lockdown.
Qin Yang pondered for a while and thought that there was no way to escape now.
How about we go deeper and try our best to strengthen the seal?
Or contact the ghost thief and work together inside and outside?
There was no way to escape, no way to escape, but Qin Yang's heart calmed down.
He glanced at the guys from the Buddha Cult and muttered something silently in his mind.
These bastards don't want to know how terrible it would be to push me into a desperate situation.
If you don’t let me have an easy time, then no one will have an easy time!