Chapter 287 The boss is not pure, everyone is gathered again
Judging from the current situation, Taojun Zixiao's hatred is so great that even if Taoist Zhanhai is completely dead, he may still flog the corpse at all costs...
This is really worrying...
No one can guess what these big guys want to do.
Qin Yang himself did not expect that he would also be used.
The more I think about it now, the more I feel that if Daojun Zixiao was so strong back then, he was definitely not a simple person. My impression of Daojun Zixiao is that as long as Daojun Zonghai is not involved, he has always been very kind.
Now it seems that treating him as a positive character is definitely biased.
Since Daojun Zixiao is not at ease, he has to seal the coffin of Daojun Zhanhai even if he dies, extinguishing any hope that Daojun Zhanhai can be resurrected using some method.
Thinking about it on the other hand, Zixiao Daojun's consciousness has not disappeared, but his vitality has been extinguished and his realm has been reduced to nothing. Is it more likely that he would start over and live another life?
So, when he comes back to his new life, the Dharma he will major in will definitely be the Zixiao Taoist Scripture.
Among the many classics, when it comes to the method of laying the foundation, none can surpass it.
But if you want to create a perfect and unshakable Taoist foundation, you must need that wisp of innate purple energy.
Regardless of whether there are such innate things in other big worlds, there is absolutely no possibility of a second ray in this big world.
Will he give up or not?
Thinking along this line of thought, Qin Yang felt a chill rise in his heart.
Although I feel that it is not good to think of such malicious intentions, after all, so far, Taojun Zixiao has not done anything detrimental to himself.
The innate treasure was given to me, and it also showed me the way forward.
But I still couldn't help but think about this in my heart.
What if it's true?
If you just wanted to bury Haidao-kun without a burial place and no hope of starting over again, wouldn't you have done it now?
Why would he use himself to set up beacons and come across the void?
The method of entering the Zixiao Secret Realm is extremely strange. Nine blood-draining demonic dragons form the road to the secret realm.
If you change your mind and think about it in reverse, wouldn't it be more like nine magic dragons, entangled and turned into ropes, pulling the Zixiao Secret Realm to prevent it from falling into the void.
In this state, I am not attached to the branches of the big world, but I am not separated from it.
Coupled with the nine-story black tower, it suppresses the center of the Tao Palace and suppresses the Qi core of the entire secret realm.
Thinking about it this way, it makes sense that Taojun Zixiao would come sooner or later, but he would come at this time.
Because even if it is the secret realm he opened himself, he can't find the Zixiao Secret Realm!
The purpose of escaping into the endless void was not to self-exile and fall into eternal sleep, but to conveniently crash into the secret realm of Zixiao directly from the endless void at the right time.
This also makes sense.
But there are more things that I can’t explain or figure out.
Finally it converges into a guess.
If all this started from the map back then to the birth of the mausoleum, everything...
What if it was a game from the very beginning?
The more I think about it, the more doubts I have, because when I think about it now, that map is full of doubts.
Where did the map originally come from?
Who made it?
Who spread it in the first place?
totally no idea.
The more he thought about Qin Yang, the more frightened he became. He always felt that he had been reckless and had become someone else's pawn unintentionally.
Think again about how Zixiao Daojun was surprised why he had completed Zixiao Daojing...
In the end, I stopped asking.
If this was really a game, perhaps at that time, Taojun Zixiao suddenly felt that the person in front of him was a perfect chess piece.
Qin Yang rubbed his head, took a deep breath slowly, and cleared his thoughts.
The more I think about it, the more I want to turn around and run away...
After calming down, Qin Yang looked at the multi-treasure heavenly wheel that had not yet come out of the void, then looked back at the nine-story black tower, and Qin Yang gritted his teeth.
Anyway, we're here now, let's go see if we can get the Secret Book of Sea Burial first.
Even if everything is false, the sentence "The Secret Book of Burial in the Sea is the most suitable method" is also false.
There is no harm in getting a classic.
In the end, I discovered that wedding clothes like this are actually the most reliable...
Anyway, as long as it doesn't involve me, I won't care about your life or death, and I don't bother to talk to you...
It's good to think about it, at least I know it in my mind.
He sped up and headed straight for the Black Tower.
When they came to the edge of the black tower, they saw pitch black chains hanging from the edge of the black tower and falling into the Taoist palace.
Under the black tower, a nine-story jade tower was suppressed and covered by black light. Its interior luster was completely lost, as if it had decayed over the years and was in danger.
The black tower, high above the sky, has a deep aura, like an abyss or a prison. There is no dazzling divine light or overwhelming demonic energy. Just hanging there makes people feel that they have been inexplicably beaten, and a sense of fear will first arise in their hearts.
care and respect.
Qin Yang swallowed, raised his head and looked up at the towering black tower. This rather simple black tower had left an indelible impression in his heart.
Before setting foot, the anxiety and fear in my heart have naturally emerged and cannot be eradicated at all.
I was thinking in my heart, what kind of person is Mr. Zhan Haidao?
Why did these two big guys turn against each other back then? Their hatred became as deep as the sea.
As soon as this thought emerged, the answer immediately appeared in my mind.
A treacherous villain.
Just like the truth that I firmly believe in, there is no doubt about it.
Qin Yang smiled bitterly, forgetting that he had been brainwashed...
No matter how much I think about it, I still think about the following questions based on the fact that Daojun Zhanhai is a "treacherous villain"...
Giving up thinking and guessing, Qin Yang took a breath and stepped onto the thick chain connecting the black tower.
A trace of demonic energy emerged from the chain and rushed up along his spring. In just a second, the Sea Burial Marrow Cultivation Code automatically started operating, and this trace of demonic aura was completely digested in the blink of an eye.
The refining speed is even faster than eating animal meat. It seems that this trace of demonic energy is originally one's own.
Same root and same origin.
This idea suddenly appeared in Qin Yang's mind.
The Taoist Burial Sea Master once practiced the Burial Sea Marrow Cultivation Canon!
But why is refining so easy? It can even be said that there is no refining process at all.
Is it because of the power of refining the magic hand before?
Suppress the speculation in your heart, this point is no longer important at the moment, there is no need to distract yourself.
I walked up the chain and reached the first floor of the black tower. When I looked up again, I saw the gate on the first floor of the black tower.
It turned out to be open.
The door was open, but only darkness could be seen. Nothing inside the door could be seen, it was like a black shadow covering it.
Qin Yang frowned and thought about everything he knew.
However, it is clearly recorded that the Black Tower has been closed since the body of Lord Burial Haidao was buried in it.
So, how does the door open?
Did someone open the door ahead?
Is it Little Mofo and the others?
How did they open it?
In the skill book left by Yang Fan, the method of opening is left. Only those who have completed the Sea Burial Marrow Cultivation Code can open this door.
Take away from it the things that Lord Zonghai Dao left for future generations.
Qin Yang stepped forward, and there was nothing else except the demonic energy slowly seeping under his feet.
When he reached the steps in front of the first door of the Black Tower, Qin Yang stopped, turned around and started walking towards the side of the Black Tower.
After circling a small half circle, you can see the little devil Buddha walking towards the black chain with lotuses growing step by step.
Behind him, the withered-blooded Taoist Princess was being carried by a withered-blooded Taoist soldier with black demonic aura all over her body, and she ran up on the chain.
Seeing the two of them here again, Qin Yang frowned, but he had nothing to worry about.
The people from the Futu Demon Sect must have come here because of Daoist Burial Master, but I don’t know the specific details.
"My devil is compassionate." The little devil buddha groaned a devil's cry in a low voice and lowered his head in silence.
"Haha..." Withered Blood Dao Ji sneered, her eyes flashing with rage and murderous intent. She looked at the wedding dress on Qin Yang's back and didn't say much.
Qin Yang nodded and continued walking forward, while the Little Demon Buddha and the Withered Blood Taoist Lady walked directly towards the main entrance of the Black Tower.
After Qin Yang walked around the black tower and confirmed that there was indeed only one entrance, he came back.
There were already several people in front of the gate.
Little Devil Buddha, Withered Blood Dao Ji, Duan Changkong, Ding Dong, Ding Sanmu.
There was also a guy who was bound by chains, with a headless lantern on his head, and was being led by Ding Sanmou with chains.
Looking around, Qin Yang nodded and greeted several people.
Little Demon Buddha and Withered Blood Dao Ji didn't need to say anything. Just thinking of their decisive looks just now, they knew that their purpose was in this black tower.
As for Duan Changkong, the gloomy look on his face was gone, and there was a strange look in his eyes. His whole person looked like he had been reborn, and his energy and spirit were somewhat different.
"Brother Xie Pants, you are well and good. It looks like you have gained a lot."
"TOEFL, I gained a little." Duan Changkong smiled softly and seemed to be in a good mood. He didn't even care about Qin Yang's title.
Qin Yang nodded, thoughtfully.
He knew very well what this state was like. It was the way a person would behave when he was concentrating on one thing and finally reached the point where it was almost completed.
It was like this when I was about to successfully make a talisman for the first time.
He's about to get what he wants.
"But have you found a way to extend your life?" Qin Yang's expression changed, thinking of what Duankong Island needed most right now, he asked casually.
"Not bad!" Duan Changkong paused, knowing that he could hide it from others, but not from Qin Yang. Besides, I am afraid that the matter about Duankong Island cannot be hidden from anyone now, so it would be better to admit it openly.
"Congratulations." Qin Yang cupped his hands and glanced at the guy who had turned into a headless dead man: "Sect Master Ding, who is this?"
"He is the Ding Hui that the Faceless Man pretended to be before, but when we found him, he had become like this." Ding sighed with three eyes, his expression a little complicated, but the chain he held in his hand tightened again.
Ding Hui, whose head turned into a headless lantern, seemed to be extremely sensitive to his name. When he heard the word "Ding Hui", he immediately began to struggle, his whole body trembled, and he let out crazy and suppressed roars from his throat.
"Ding Hui! Remember everything I told you before!" Ding Dong shouted sharply.
Ding Hui, who was struggling and growling, seemed to be holding back, trembling his body, and slowly regained his composure.
But Qin Yang saw it clearly. Just when Ding Hui was about to go crazy, two flames flashed out of the headless lantern, only to merge into one again in the blink of an eye.
Being swallowed by a headless lantern, you can still maintain a part of your consciousness?
Thinking of those two flames, Qin Yang secretly guessed that it might be because of some secret method of the Deng Sect that he was lucky enough to survive like this.
After all, the life lamp, soul lamp, and life candle are all things that come from the same origin.
Just looking at the looks in Ding Dong and Ding San's eyes, they seemed to have found what they wanted.
Qin Yang looked at everyone and mentally denied this speculation.
They all came here, all staring at the main entrance of the Black Tower, they all wanted to go in.
In other words, they all just got clues to what they wanted most.
All clues point here.
Qin Yang looked at the dark door, feeling wary in his heart.
Coincidence?
There are not so many coincidences.
I don’t know what the two people from the Buddha Sect want, but the Little Demon Buddha and the Withered Blood Dao Ji are divided into two branches, and their methods of cultivation are very different.
What they want may be different.
But they came here.
The things or methods that Duan Changkong wants to extend his life are also here.
The things related to the life lamp that the Deng Sect wants are also here.
Damn it, is Mr. Zanghai Daojun a doraemon?
Is there anything in the coffin?
Strictly speaking, this black tower is the coffin where Lord Haidao is buried.
But, how come everyone can find clues?
Judging from their appearance, it is obvious that these are not ordinary clues, they are all real evidence.
Then why didn't you find any clues?
No……
I have found it long ago.
All he needs is to bury Kaido-kun's body.
Looking at the open dark door, Qin Yang felt inexplicably that it was a huge mouth devouring life, waiting for them to jump in and die.
Thinking of his previous guesses about Taojun Zixiao, Qin Yang always felt that this was also a game.
Knock inside...
Aren’t these big guys afraid of going bald?
Everyone is using their brains so hard...
Can't there be someone who can die well after death?
Why are you still dancing here after you are dead? After dancing for a long time, you are pretending to be a corpse.
It's not like there are no such things as zombies. Although they are not welcome, it is still considered to be done again.
What kind of skill is it to dig a hole to trap the weak young people who will come later? How powerful is it to be titled a Taoist Lord?
Qin Yang secretly slandered, stood aside silently, glanced at the others quietly, and continued to quietly pretend to be dead...
Whoever wants to go first will get in. Anyway, I won’t go if no one is talking about it.
Even if entering means death, I will die last.
"Everyone, since the pagoda door is open, there is no need to be humble. There should be no conflict between our purposes." The little devil murmured in a low voice, strode out, and entered the door on the first floor.
"Ha, man..." Withered Blood Dao Ji sneered disdainfully, her eyes slightly lowered, and she glanced at the lower third of several people.
Duan Changkong and the others looked embarrassed...
Qin Yang sneered.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a handsome guy?"