A ray of green energy seemed to ignore the distance of space. The moment it appeared, it blurred Qin Yang's face.
Qin Yang's complexion was really green this time, as if he had been painted with green paint.
"Knocking inside..."
Qin Yang covered his throat, stared, and his body became stiff. In an instant, toxins flowed through his body along his meridians. He fell to the ground.
The last breath of a living person is life, and the last breath of a dead person is rice air. Rice air contains all the toxins accumulated by the deceased in his life, and contains the heaviest and core ray of resentment after death.
The first ray of death and evil spirit after birth.
What exactly it contains is extremely complex and different for everyone.
Some people who died in vain have so much resentment that the most important resentment is lodged in their throats, condensing and not dissipating, and their bodies may turn into zombies. After they are lifted up, they will cause trouble in all directions.
There are also some people whose rice qi will naturally dissipate after death and drift away without a trace.
But without exception, no matter what is in the rice qi, it cannot be touched by living people. Touching it is ominous and may lead to disaster.
Qin Yang fell to the ground, with a trace of shock still remaining on his face at the sudden sight of these two bastards.
Looking back on the past, since I came to this world, I have thought more than once about how I will die in the end.
Will he be the enemy of the whole world, be surrounded by others, kill everyone in all directions, and then die of exhaustion?
Or will he be spotted by a powerful female cultivator, used as a cauldron, and be forcibly conquered to death?
Even at the beginning, I even guessed that I would be infected with the plague and die...
I never expected it...
Damn it, I ended up being suffocated to death by the breath of a dead man who had been breathing for thousands of years...
Qin Yang's eyes were filled with blood, and the hatred rising in his heart was almost overwhelming his mind.
If there is any other way to die, just admit it. If you come out to fool around, you will have to pay back sooner or later...
Being beaten to death means that your skills are inferior to others. Being cheated to death means that your brain is not as good as others. Being poisoned after eating something means that you are not good at learning and did not notice it early...
But he was suffocated to death by the breath falling from the sky...
I'm going to fuck you!
I am not willing to give in. I don’t want to die like this. I have lost the face of the vast number of time travellers. Maybe another time traveler will come in the future. After hearing about this incident, I will rely on this incident to write a biography and spread it widely to save money.
Starting capital...
He will be laughed at for a hundred thousand years.
Just thinking about it, I feel that life is worse than death, and I will never die in peace.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Yang's consciousness became extremely clear, and countless thoughts emerged in his mind.
Countless instinctive self-help methods began to emerge in my mind...
Immediately, activate the magical power of changing flowers and grafting trees.
Every inch of skin on the body is covered with small green flowers. The moment the flowers bloom, they wither and turn into powder, leaving only the thin flower stalks.
At first glance, it looks like Qin Yang died the moment his face was hit by rice seedlings. Moreover, because of his overwhelming resentment, he turned into a zombie with green hair all over his body...
The toxicity is so strong that you can't even see the flowers blooming, and the small flowers have turned into powder.
Qin Yang lay on the ground, motionless...
And here, Daojun Zhanhai's legs clamped Daojun Zixiao's chest, preventing him from getting close to Qin Yang.
"Zixiao, you're done. Even if you can find that wisp of innate Hongmeng Purple Qi, you won't have time to find the next weapon for reincarnation, hahaha..."
Taojun Zixiao's eyes flashed with cold light, and anger spurted out from his seven orifices, shrouding Taoist Zonghai inside.
"Zixiao, you can't beat me after all. You can try. Maybe you can be reincarnated into a green-haired zombie that eats flesh and blood. You can't live or die. It's better than dead, right?"
"You didn't beat me either!"
"It doesn't matter if everyone loses. As long as you don't win, I will be happy. I will be happy even if I die. My energy is gone, and I am really going to die completely. Zixiao, I really hope you don't die. In the end,
So that you can continue to linger, I will wait for you to live a life worse than death, but don’t die too early, hahahaha..."
The Buried Sea Dao Lord fell to the ground and looked up to the sky, laughing. The power that remained in his body during his lifetime completely dissipated, and then the death energy surged out from his seven orifices, turning into billowing black smoke and rising into the sky.
His laughter stopped suddenly, and there was still that crazy and twisted expression of laughter on his face, and there was no sound at all.
Taojun Zixiao, who had lost his lower body, seemed to have exhausted all his strength and fell to the ground. He propped himself up on his arms and looked at the body of Taoist Zonghai, his expression changing.
Sometimes I feel resentful, sometimes relieved, sometimes confused, sometimes regretful...
People who are best friends in life, mortal enemies in life, and even after death, they are all cheating on each other.
Looking back, whether he was a friend or an enemy, Mr. Zonghai Daojun was the only person in the world who understood him.
Now he is gone like this, completely dead, and before he dies, he will trick him again the most cruel way.
But for some reason, Taojun Zixiao felt empty in his heart. There was no joy in completely defeating his old enemy, but instead he felt a little more angry.
He opened his mouth, and a burst of purple light spurted out, hitting the chest of the Sea-Burying Dao Lord.
The purple light passed through, leaving a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl in the chest of Zonghai Daojun. His body, which was still upright even after death, slowly fell down.
Taojun Zixiao rushed to the body and roared through gritted teeth.
"You laugh, you keep laughing, why don't you laugh, why are you so dead, just laugh!"
The growl slowly turned into a roar.
"Yanhai, you finally died in front of me. Didn't you want me to be worse than dead? Didn't you let me infect your rice energy? I didn't live up to your wish. If you died in front of me, I would win.
In the end I won..."
The roar slowly became deeper, and half of Daojun Zixiao's body was paralyzed next to the broken body of Daojun Zhanhai. His eyes were staring at the sky, and there was no movement for a long time.
On the other side, Qin Yang has grown green hair...
The consciousness has sunk into the body, and the physical body is still instinctively exerting all its strength to transfer magical powers, but unfortunately it is of no avail. The power contained in this breath cannot be resolved by the magical powers he uses at all.
Qin Yang was unwilling to die in this way, and all his consciousness sank into his body...
Controlling the Haoyang Bell, it turns into a divine light that travels through the meridians of the body, swallowing the energy.
"Qin Youde, your uncle, stuff all the stinking shit into my ancestor's mouth!"
The ugly chicken flapped its wings, and its dark body now became shiny and green, so green it could blind people's eyes.
"Ugly Chicken, this is the strongest power accumulated by a titled Taoist Lord. I can't bear it, so I'll give it to you. After you digest it, it will be like adding a magical power, and you will become stronger in the future..."
"Qin Youde, my ancestor is not stupid. Do you think my ancestor doesn't know the rice qi? Damn it, uncle, a titled Taoist has accumulated rice qi for thousands of years. How can my ancestor be able to withstand it?"
"You are not a living person, so what are you afraid of? You are said to have a defective IQ, but you still don't admit it. If you feel that you can't bear it, isn't there another one? You can give him what you can't digest."
"Huh?" The ugly chicken was stunned. Isn't he a living person?
Yes, the ancestor is not a living person, and this thing will not kill you if you touch it, so there is another person who is not a living person...
In an instant, Chouji realized it.
After absorbing part of the rice qi, he rushed over the devil's hand, opened his mouth and spat out the swallowed rice qi in one gulp.
"Heiying, come out and start dinner." Qin Yang roared.
On the surface of the magic hand, a black shadow appeared with a stinky face. Before he could speak, his face was immediately covered with a puff of rice gas.
The sap flowed down the black shadow's cheeks and seeped into the devil's hand. The black shadow looked confused. After feeling what it was, his whole body was about to burn.
"Ugly Chicken, are you knocking on the inside? Qin Yang, are you knocking on the inside..."
The ugly chicken hangs in the sky with a comfortable look on its face.
The Taoist does not worry about the scarcity but the inequality. A dead Taoist friend will not die of a poor Taoist. When you are miserable, you will be even more miserable if someone is supporting you...
You will feel much more comfortable immediately.
As for Qin Yang, his face was confused when he saw the black shadow, but he was still so energetic, scolding like a mad dog and refusing to listen, repeating these few sentences over and over again, with a lack of vocabulary that made people sympathize...
"Ugly chicken, hurry up, it's very useful. Go and attract all the rice energy and give it to the black shadow. I'm afraid I won't die this time, hahaha..."
Qin Yang and Chouji worked together to guide all the rice energy, turning it into a green waterfall, rushing down towards the devil's hand.
The sea-eyed magic stone and the magic hand together swallowed up these seedlings completely.
"Qin Yang, are you knocking me inside? I'll fight you!"
"Come on, come on, use the power of the magic hand a little more. I'm definitely not as good at controlling it as you, so I have to rely on your strength to resist. You're welcome, just come. I've been able to hold on until now. I really want to thank you for being so close last time.
Stretch me to bursting, hurry up, whoever doesn't fight hard will be the grandson!" Qin Yang was immediately overjoyed, but he kept poking.
I really have to thank Heiying for not being instantly suffocated to death by the tone of Lord Burial Haidao.
After completely refining the innate Hongmeng Purple Qi, he refined it into the Dao Foundation and made it integrated and stable. Qin Yang didn't even know how strong he was now.
This time I finally know that my cultivation has not been destroyed now, all thanks to this Taoist foundation that usually has little power or magical powers.
Under the impact of the Yang Qi, a wisp of innate air floating within the foundation, protecting the foundation, like a sky pillar, standing in the middle of the river, unmoving and indestructible.
The foundation of your cultivation is not destroyed unless you have a solid foundation.
But the physical body has not been destroyed, and the vitality is immortal...
It was because he was almost exploded by the power of the devil's hand last time. The indigestible power was integrated into every bone and flesh in his body, and he was forced to gain weight several times.
Now, every bit of flesh and blood filled with the high-quality power of the devil's hand has become a tenacious dam to resist the erosion of the Yang Qi.
This made Qin Yang suddenly sigh. He thought he would definitely die, but he didn't expect that things would turn out differently.
Misfortunes are where blessings depend.
I suffered a lot back then and became ugly and fat, but I finally saved my life at a critical moment.
When I think of being fat, I think of that little fat guy Zhang Zhengyi, and I feel a little better for no reason. Next time we meet, I will stab him less.
"Qin Yang, I'm not done with you, are you kidding me..."
I don’t know how long it took, but amid the endless roaring and cursing of the black shadow, the green waterfall finally dissipated...
There are only a few left, and they can't do any harm to him. They can be driven away by relying on the magical power of grafting flowers and trees.
"Heiying, let's have a talk. This time it is indeed up to you. I, Qin Yang, accept your love. You have scolded me for so long, so I won't argue with you. Last time we had a heart-to-heart talk, I said
I’m not fooling you about it. When one day I have the ability, I will release it. You can reshape your body and I will help you prepare. When you die, I will help you guide you."
"Knock on me, you two bastards..."
Qin Yang opened his mouth and said nothing, forget it, he helped me a lot, let him scold me, as long as I can't hear him...
Qin Yang's consciousness left.
The ugly chicken standing on the Haoyang Bell lowered his head and looked at the Haoyang Bell, which had turned into a dark green color. It looked like an evil magic weapon, and then looked at his body that had turned shiny green...
Just comparing it to the crazy black shadow, the ugly chicken felt that he was not too miserable...
After looking at it for a few more times, I felt that the oily green look looked better than the previous dark and dull look. According to the aesthetics of birds, it is indeed much more majestic...
…
There was deathly silence on the earth. The body of Daojun Zhixiao fell to the ground. Only the upper body of Daojun Zixiao was also paralyzed on the ground, his eyes were confused.
On the other side, the green-haired monster with green fur moved its fingers slightly, and its eyes hidden under the green fur narrowed slightly and peeked secretly.
However……
Taojun Zixiao, who was paralyzed on the ground, immediately floated up and turned around to stare at Qin Yang with shock in his eyes.
"You're not dead?"
Seeing that he had just woken up, Taoist Master Zixiao discovered it. Qin Yang stopped pretending and jumped up from the ground like a carp.
"Yes, he is not dead. Although the breath of the sea-burial Taoist Lord is a bit unpleasant, it has been for thousands of years. If it expires, it will not kill anyone."
"Hahaha..." Zixiao Daojun looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Burial Sea, please open your eyes and take a look. Things are unpredictable, but he is not dead. Wonderful, wonderful!"
As soon as the words fell, Taojun Zixiao rushed towards Qin Yang. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed Qin Yang's neck with one hand and lifted Qin Yang up.
"Qin Yang, you really exceeded my expectations. You are more perfect than I expected. I will lend you your body today so that I can live another life. Wu will never forget this kindness!"
Qin Yang's face turned purple, and he reached out and grabbed Taojun Zixiao's arm, struggling to open his hand.
"Master Zanghai Dao said that you are a hypocrite, and you are indeed right. Now that you have reached this point, you still want to borrow from me. What will you give me back?"
"In the next hundred thousand years, I can remember your name. This is my greatest gratitude to you. Qin Yang, do you have any last words to say?"
"The villain dies because he talks too much. Aren't you afraid of another accident if you tell me so much?" Qin Yang struggled to squeeze out a smile and held Taoist Zixiao's hand.
"Are these your last words?" Taojun Zixiao laughed. There were ups and downs, and ups and downs. The ups and downs made him feel that the world was unpredictable. He originally thought that his life was extinct and he had to wait for death.
Unexpectedly, Qin Yang was not poisoned to death by that breath of rice seedlings. No matter how he did it, it no longer mattered, but now he had a chance to live.
"I have waited for so long, gone through all kinds of hardships, looking for the burial place of Sea Burial Taoist Master, and found the Secret Book of Burial Sea, but found nothing. But I didn't expect that I would face you in the end. There are some things I must tell you,
Otherwise, if this guy can’t pretend, he will never have this kind of opportunity again.”
"Say." Taojun Zixiao didn't understand, but he still responded with a smile.
Qin Yang firmly grasped Zixiao Daojun's hand around his neck and screamed out from between his teeth.
"I told you that villains die from talking too much, but you don't believe it! You hypocrite, go eat shit!"
Before the voice fell, a mark appeared in his hand, and the corpse touching skill was activated.
The dazzling light instantly enveloped Taojun Zixiao.