Chapter 317 A hundred birds in the forest are worse than a bird in hand, the miserable Zhang Zhengyi
There is no sun or moon in the mountains, and after walking in the mist for an unknown amount of time, Qin Yang is no longer sure whether he is still walking in this hundred thousand mountains.
The mountains I had seen before were shaped like horned dragons, entangled and entangled, but when I woke up in a straight line, they were all like mountain trails. There were shadows on the side of the road, which could not be seen clearly, and the steps under my feet were also a little weak.
It was like walking on a secret road, but I didn't feel any changes in the surrounding space.
The chirping of insects and birds gradually subsided, and it became eerily quiet. After walking for a while, Abu suddenly said: "We will be there soon. Haili will come to greet Mr. Xuanyi in the building."
In the clouds and mist, the misty flute sound came, as if the mountains were whimpering, full of desolate and sad emotions. Just hearing the flute sound, I felt a burst of sadness in my heart, which naturally emerged, and Xuan Yi also appeared in my mind.
Make a face.
Qin Yang sighed softly, feeling very clearly that this was not a secret magic power, but purely the power of the flute sound itself, or the power of the music itself.
Xuan Yi's status is indeed much higher than he thought, and he is not just an ordinary priest at all.
He cut off his life and blocked his body. His consciousness may have been annihilated thousands of years ago...
Touching the corpse and burying it, touching the corpse myself, sending him a fallen leaf to return to his roots, and his soul to return to his hometown, can be regarded as fulfilling his last wish and fulfilling his own rules.
The sad flute sound is getting closer and closer, and the misty miasma in front slowly disperses, revealing a long and narrow path, adjacent to the mountain, extending into the void in the distance.
Figures lined up in two rows, holding faint blue lanterns, coming from the trail, their figures erratic and silent. If you look closely, you can see that none of these people's feet touch the ground, and are only three inches above the ground.
Walk on the air.
These people were dressed in black cross-collared tops, black pleated skirts, horn ornaments on their heads, and masks made of thin silver horns on their faces. They all looked like they were carved out of the same mold.
Qin Yang closed his eyes slightly and felt a little surprised.
It is rumored that Bai Li is the best at driving ghosts and gods. Unexpectedly, there are so many ghosts here in Hei Li, and they are all female ghosts.
These female ghosts have no life at all, are full of yin energy, and have a ghostly aura, but they don't look the same. Just by looking at them, they are no different from ordinary people.
In other words, each of these ghosts has at least the cultivation level of a ghost king.
At a glance, there were thirty-six ghost kings holding blue lanterns, and two people with slightly different accessories behind them, whose faces covered the upper part of their faces, and who were playing bone flutes.
The auras of these two people are also extremely weird, full of vitality, but full of ghostly aura, like humans and ghosts.
The desolate and tragic song played by the bone flute meanders gracefully, while the female ghost holding the lamp chants in a low voice.
"Don't ask, who is wandering in nowhere, the land where the bones are buried in the green mountains and black soil? Don't ask, the withered bones are wrapped in blue clothes, the soul has returned, the soul has returned..."
The weird tunes, coupled with the singing with a local accent, are not so scary, but full of desolation.
"Moo..."
In the mist, another cow cry was heard, and a black and blue buffalo, which was three feet tall, walked out and followed the team.
"Reunion song, I haven't heard it for a long time..." Abu muttered to himself. When the enemy approached, he immediately retreated to the side and lowered his head in silence.
When the team came to Qin Yang, Qin Yang remained silent as he took out Xuan Yi's coffin and placed it in front of him.
The black and green buffalo stepped forward, exhaled two streams of white air from its nostrils, dragged the coffin, put it on its back, nodded to Qin Yang, and a little divine light flew out of the horns and fell towards Qin Yang.
Before Qin Yang could react, Abu quickly reminded him in a low voice.
"This is the mark given to you by Lord Shenniu to thank you for sending Lord Xuanyi back."
Qin Yang hesitated for a moment and stood still, letting that little divine light fall on the back of his left hand.
The mark turned into a bull's head with a solemn face and large horns, and then slowly disappeared.
Seeing the mark fall, the green and black bull turned around and continued walking into the mist and disappeared.
The Ghost King's team turned around and followed closely behind them, disappearing into the mist.
Qin Yang looked down at the back of his left hand, then looked at Abu, casting a doubtful look.
"That is the guardian of the ancestral land, Lord Shenniu. He once picked up the young Lord Xuanyi in the mountains and loved him the most. So when he learned that Lord Xuanyi had returned, he personally led a group of ghosts and gods from the ancestral land to greet him.
With the mark of Master Shenniu, in the southern barbarian land, any mountain spirits and ghosts will retreat when they sense the mark."
Qin Yang's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't understand the mark very well. He couldn't even detect what state the green and black buffalo was in...
However, ghosts and gods...
The ghost king is not beyond the realm of the sea of gods, and only those ghost cultivators who have surpassed the realm of the gods compared to the realm of monks, coupled with the offerings of living beings, have transformed their hostility and resentment over the years, losing three parts of their ghost nature and gaining three parts of their divine nature.
Only by sex can one be called a ghost.
Or, more simply, the pure realm, which transcends the realm of gods, can also be called the realm of ghosts and gods.
More than thirty ghosts and gods, plus an unknown black and green buffalo, are they just the guards of the Haili ancestral land?
Thinking that the realm of these ghosts in the induction just now was obscure and difficult to dare, as if they were strangers, Qin Yang also guessed that they were at least ghost kings, but he did not expect that the gap was so big...
Qin Yang felt as if someone had opened his skull and poured a basin of ice water down, and he instantly calmed down.
Come on, I originally wanted to see if I could sneak into the ancestral land, take the opportunity to find out which senior has practiced the Wu Xian Sutra, and shake hands in a friendly way...
Looking at it now, it's better to be honest and just treat it as a familiar face to gain a good impression, and don't seek death.
Looking back now, the only indigenous people in the Southern Barbarians are the Li people.
Over the years, there have been frequent border frictions, but there has never been any record of the Southern Barbarians being conquered by a divine dynasty. Even the most powerful Great Ying Divine Dynasty, which is adjacent to the Southern Barbarians, has never conquered the Southern Barbarians.
It is said that the environment of the Southern Barbarians is not good off the ground, that there are not many resources in the Southern Barbarians, and that the Southern Barbarians are mostly barbarians...
In fact, it's all nonsense.
In the final analysis, it is because the indigenous fists of the Southern Barbarians are so strong and powerful that the many shortcomings mentioned above have become unbearable shortcomings, and the conquest is really not worth it...
In an instant, Qin Yang's heart went cold, his heart stopped, and he no longer wanted to polish the coffin for Haili's senior.
Although the classics in this world are far less vast than the vast sea of ordinary exercises, the number is actually quite large.
There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, so there is no need to focus on the Li people’s Wu Xian Sutra.
This kind of ethnic group with clear grievances and grievances is better to have a good relationship and not to have any utilitarianism, which will be better.
"Please invite the guests in. The priest has already sent a message to invite the guests to the tribe."
"Thank you." Qin Yang responded politely, feeling calmer and more relaxed, but he always felt that he had overlooked something...
Following Abu, he continued to move along the trail. After burning incense, he saw that the front suddenly became clear. On the hillside, there were many cottages and neatly planned terraces. People wearing Li costumes would nod their heads when they saw Qin Yang and Abu.
greet.
The atmosphere here is very good, and the Li people outside are not wary of outsiders at all. Qin Yang thought about it, the favorability level is good, at least much better than expected.
"Guests, please come this way." Abu led the way and continued walking deeper...
At the same time, in a stilted building deep in the darkness, an old man with closed eyes and white hair and beard sat opposite a monster with a buffalo head.
"Did you find anything?" the old man asked slowly.
"Xuanyi used the cross-section method. It's not clear what exactly happened, but Xuanyi is no longer there, and the evil thing that took the body is no longer there. There is no trace left. It seems that Xuanyi fought to the death and died together." The Minotaur.
He sighed, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.
"Have you met the young man who sent Xuan Yi back?"
"See, there is no problem. The foundation of the Tao is solid and immovable as a mountain. The energy is as vast as the sea and bottomless. He has cultivated at least two classics. His physique is also extremely weird. The five elements are all present but not integrated. There is another thing in his body.
It is a treasure that is both good and evil. As for the others, I don’t know. I can’t tell which company trained the young talent. I haven’t seen a young man with such a profound foundation for many years. I just feel that I can’t tell.
It’s strange.”
"There are not many young people who can make you comment like this. I would like to meet them." The old man chuckled, seeming a little surprised.
"It's okay to meet you. Your human race's thoughts are too deep and complicated for me to see through. Xuan Yi was suddenly sent back. I always feel that it is too coincidental. I will leave the rest to you. I will guard it.
Xuan Yi's body will be buried in the ancestral land after seven days, if nothing unexpected happens." The buffalo demon shook his head, stood up and left.
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Abu led Qin Yang into the depths of the Heili tribe. Halfway there, he was suddenly startled and looked to the other side. Then he bowed and saluted, and said to Qin Yang: "Guest, there is an adult who wants to see you.
Just keep walking along this road."
Abu stopped by the road and stopped moving forward. He just showed Qin Yang the way.
Qin Yang couldn't figure it out, but now that he's here, he has given up on Xiao Jiujiu in his heart. Just see him when he sees her. It doesn't matter. Anyway, he has nothing wrong with him and won't feel guilty.
I walked along the path and came to a stilted building. No one came out. I walked in through the open door and saw an old man with his eyes closed. He waved to him with a smile.
"Here you go, sit down and don't be shy."
It would be strange to say that he is not a bit reserved. No matter how you look at this old man, he is just an ordinary kind old man. There is no aura or trace of spiritual practice on his body.
But anyone who can't see through it at all, but whose identity is obviously not simple, is definitely a real strong person.
"Young man Qin Yang, I have met my senior." Qin Yang saluted respectfully before taking his seat.
"There's no need to be polite. You can be considered thoughtful if you can send Xuan Yi back. The Li people have always had a clear distinction between grudges and grievances, and I, Hai Li, are even more so. Whatever you want, just ask, as long as Hai Li can help you do it, I won't shirk it.
."
The old man spoke in an unhurried and unhurried manner, just like an ordinary grandfather next door, asking his descendants to chat about household matters.
But when these words fell into Qin Yang's ears, he felt a strange power guiding him and letting him express his wish.
Qin Yang thought hard and felt that he didn't seem to have any covetous intentions. After being stunned for a long time, he said with some embarrassment.
"Senior, you're too polite. It's just a chance encounter. I just did it casually and didn't ask for anything."
The old man was stunned for a moment, looked Qin Yang up and down, and then burst into laughter.
"Okay, okay."
At this moment, Qin Yang's heart suddenly became excited and he returned to have some fun.
This old man's soul is probably so powerful that a single thought can annihilate the state of his consciousness, so that in ordinary conversations, he can directly reach his heart's thoughts without using any force.
Fortunately, before I came here, I had completely given up my original idea and just wanted to be a smooth favor.
If you say it in front of others, that I am going to polish and renovate the coffin boards for your ancestors, or say something like borrowing the Wu Xian Sutra, I am afraid there will be no good fruit.
"Forget it, I won't ask any more questions. My background, background and feet are all clouds. Everyone is an independent individual. Everything around them is illusion. Only the original intention is the most important. I see that you are practicing. You seem to have something.
Without it, the true energy cannot be perfected. In fact, it is as vast as the sea and as powerful as the clouds. However, your foundation is so strong that it is rare in the world. You should have completed the second volume of the Purple Sky Taoist Scripture and the Secret Code of Burial Sea."
"Senior has a sharp eye."
"The Secret Book of Burial in the Sea is not a method of this world. The sword is slanted and the energy is long. There is no one who can match it. But things will turn against each other at the extreme. If one day, your magic power is too strong and exceeds the limit, it will lead to many problems. You'd better find it.
A pure body refining method that stabilizes the physical body. Only in this way can we benefit and rely on each other."
Qin Yang was startled. This was exactly what he thought. The old man could see through so many things at a glance, but he could not see through Haiyan. This made Qin Yang feel relieved. At least it proved that Haiyan was indeed safe.
Then I thought about it again, I am afraid that this real big shot in Haili must have far more experience and knowledge than me, and now, the old man obviously wants to give him some advice...
"Senior, please give me some advice." Qin Yang quickly saluted and asked for advice.
"Among the purest body-refining methods, the only classics are the Wuxian Sutra of our Li people and the Taiping Killing Canon of the Great Ying Dynasty. These two methods are the purest. They only refining the body. The other methods are all biased, just like the Lunchuan Temple.
The six-foot-long golden body is the cultivation of both body and mind, and the Five Body Treasure Sutra of the Five Elements Mountain is the method of cultivating supernatural powers."
The old man said this, paused slightly, and sighed softly.
"Speaking of which, the Wuxian Sutra is the most suitable for you. It's a pity that the treasure book of the Wuxian Sutra of our Li people has been lost long ago. Over tens of thousands of years, no one has been able to practice this method to the level of being titled Taoist Lord, leaving behind a treasure
The book of inheritance can only be passed on from generation to generation when dying, and this generation of Wu Xian Sutra successors does not yet have the ability to teach it to others."
"If you want to stabilize your physical body and turn it into an indestructible rock, the mainstay of the stream, the Taiping Killing Code of the Great Ying Dynasty, currently, should be your best choice. This book of magic treasures and the Ministry of War will be included in it.
In the divine dynasty, if you follow the path of martial arts and kill on the main battlefield, you will have the opportunity to refer to the Taiping Killing Code."
"It's just that there are too many disputes in the divine dynasty. It's a deep pool. If you fall into it, you can't extricate yourself. Disaster can fall at any time. You have to settle for the next best thing. You have a weird physique. Although you are a spiritual body, you have all five elements. Cultivating the five body treasures of the Five Elements Mountain
Sutra, it is appropriate. If you are not shackles of the sect, I can write a book and recommend you to enter the gate of Wuxing Mountain. With your foundation and talent, if the old ghost who wants to come to Wuxing Mountain is not blind, he will naturally give it to you.
Your Five Body Treasure Sutra.”
"You can think about it yourself."
"Thank you for your love, senior." Qin Yang felt warm in his heart, this old man is quite good.
The Wu Xian Sutra has no treasure book to pass on. The old man cannot deceive a young descendant like himself. There is definitely no hope of going to the land of Heili Zu to touch the corpse. Although there must be many seniors who have completed the Wu Xian Sutra in the past.
…
The next best thing is to go to the Great Ying Dynasty to get the Taiping Killing Ceremony. It's too unreliable. It relies on military achievements. I don't know how many years of working for the Great Ying Dynasty to see it.
The Five Body Treasure Sutra is also good. A good peach or a rotten peach is only when you eat it in your mouth. Otherwise, no matter how good the thing is, it is useless if you can't eat it in your mouth.
As for worshiping at Five Elements Mountain...
Is this even a big deal?
Old Man Wei himself said back then that as a thief, it was normal for him to join other sects.
Other sects do not recognize the existence of dual nationality, but it doesn't matter if you are a thief. It doesn't matter how many nationalities you have, as long as there is a thief.
If you can have seven or eight nationalities without falling over, then that's your skill.
"This junior has no family and no sect. He has worked hard on his own until now. If he could have a place to live, he would be overjoyed." Qin Yang looked upright and spoke forcefully without any hesitation.
"In that case, I will do a favor to the old ghost at Five Elements Mountain and give him a genius disciple." The old man stroked his beard and laughed, and with a wave of his hand, a roll of bamboo slips appeared on the table.
The bamboo slips spread out on their own, and black words were printed on them one by one. When the bamboo slips were full, they rolled up on their own and fell into Qin Yang's hands.
"Take the bamboo slips and go to Five Elements Mountain by yourself."
"Thank you, senior." Qin Yang bowed respectfully and carefully collected the letter of introduction.
A hundred birds in the forest is worse than a bird in the hand.
The development of things was really unexpected, but Qin Yang was quite satisfied.
Unexpectedly, he gave up the idea of touching the corpse, but the unknown old man was very pleased with him and pointed him to another way.
Now I'm just waiting to attend Xuan Yi's funeral and then I can leave here.
In the Haili tribe, life was quite comfortable. Everyone was very kind to him. When he went to the morgue of Xuanyi and saw the ghosts, they all had a good attitude.
And at the same time...
On the outskirts of the place where Haili was, Zhang Zhengyi was walking around, carrying a black flag on his shoulder with the word "Li" written on it. When the flag wavered, the surrounding fog dispersed, making way for him.
Walking on the mountain trail, Zhang Zhengyi was in high spirits.
"All six branches have been transferred, and now there are still three branches: Hei Li, Bai Li, and Xuan Li. These three are well hidden. It's a pity. At my level, it's not easy to find a clan flag and get in. Say
Why is the Li people so unfathomable? Their ancestral mausoleums are really shabby. I haven’t even tried my best yet and it’s already over...
Hurry up and transfer the remaining three branches, and go back to deliver the mission to Senior Brother Qin. This time, the matter was really beautifully done."
After walking for a short time, the fog suddenly disappeared. Zhang Zhengyi put away the black flag, his eyes wandered around, looking at the mountains in front and the fog behind, and secretly put away a little contempt.
"This Haili is much stronger than the previous one. The place where it is located is actually covered with mysteries. It's like a secret road with no door and no possibility of entering. It's a pity that you met me for a trivial matter..."
After looking around for a while, Zhang Zhengyi pointed his fingers and calculated.
"I entered from the south. There is nothing special about this place. It is where the gateway is. To the east, the purple air gathers and the morning sun is bright. It is a prosperous place. To the north, you can overlook the four directions. It seems that the Li people do not hold the coffin on their heads.
On the contrary, in the west, the yin energy is slightly heavier, and the mountains look like dragons raising their heads. Looking at the charm here, well, the southwest direction, yes, this is the most suitable place..."
After a little deduction, Zhang Zhengyi immediately headed southwest. However, after a while, he saw a river coming from the northeast and running through it. Zhang Zhengyi's eyes lit up.
"That's right, it's right here. This river is a shortcut. You just need to follow the flow. This Haili is even stupider than the others. There are such big flaws in the ancestral grave..."
He took out a piece of dead wood boat filled with death and threw it into the river. Zhang Zhengyi jumped up, steered the boat, and went down the river. A faint death air emitted from the dead wood boat, completely covering its aura.
It's like it's really just a piece of dead wood floating along the river.
Half an hour later, I saw that the river ahead was narrowing and the flow speed was accelerating. There were two smooth stone walls on both sides. On the stone walls, there were sunken places with a black stone platform on them. Other than that, there was nothing.
.
Zhang Zhengyi glanced at it and frowned slightly.
"What is this stone platform? It's so heavy with yin energy, and there are thirty-six more..."
Seeing that the ancestral land was just ahead, Zhang Zhengyi was eager for those stone platforms, but gave up after thinking about it.
"Forget it, let's go around the ancestral land first and complete Brother Qin's instructions. When we come back, we can pry away these stone platforms..."
After crossing the range of the stone walls on both sides, the water in front suddenly turned into a waterfall and fell vertically. Zhang Zhengyi drove a lone boat and went straight down the river, only to see the water vapor transpiring, and he was in a trance.
When I looked again, the river had turned into a Yin River, and the Yin Qi was strong. However, despite such heavy Yin Qi, there was no ghost inside.
On both sides of the river, there are numerous tombs that look ordinary, all on the sunny side. The tombs, large and small, are completely silent.
Zhang Zhengyi jumped onto the shore and moved forward cautiously. After digging into a bunch of graves and looking for a bunch of epitaphs, he found no results and did not encounter any trouble.
"This Haili is actually poorer than the other tribes. He is so poor that he doesn't even have any burial objects. Even his mausoleum is so shabby. What kind of treasure book is Brother Qin looking for? How could he find it in such a shabby place..."
After spending three hours drilling into dozens of tombs, Zhang Zhengyi emerged with a gloomy look on his face and continued drilling into the next one without thinking.
"I have never seen such a poor mausoleum. It is simply worse than a mortal..."
But this time, he swung around and burrowed directly into the soil. After falling into the mausoleum, he saw a stone coffin in the middle of the slightly larger mausoleum.
As Zhang Zhengyi fell into it, two runes lit up on the sarcophagus, and there was a majestic roar and explosion.
The two runes instantly turned into divine light and entered Zhang Zhengyi's body.
Zhang Zhengyi's soul trembled, and he felt that his strength was declining rapidly...
"I was careless..."
Zhang Zhengyi's face turned green. He never expected that it would be so easy in front of him, but it was all a cover-up. There was a huge pit in the back, waiting for him to jump...
"Nima, curse, Li tribe's curse, the boat capsized in the gutter..."
Tiaojiao cursed, Zhang Zhengyi did not dare to wait any longer, and quickly got out of the mausoleum and fled outside the ancestral land quickly.
By the time he escaped from his ancestral land, his aura was about to fall into the divine sea...
Here we went upstream and arrived at the place where we came from. After jumping ashore, Zhang Zhengyi's face turned pale and he felt that his level had dropped to three yuan.
Among the rumors, the curse of the Li people is the most mysterious and unpredictable, killing people invisible, but they have always been on guard against it.
However, after visiting the ancestral lands of the six Li tribes in succession and encountering nothing, Zhang Zhengyi felt that 90% of the rumors were unbelievable. Apparently, the rumors about the Li tribe were among the 90%.
Who would have thought that it wasn't that the rumors were false, but that the people in front were all weaklings, and the real ruthless ones were behind...
Zhang Zhengyi grimaced, wondering if he should go back and commit suicide once, to see if he could resolve this unknown curse...
At this moment, he heard the sound of a desolate flute. Zhang Zhengyi quickly tied the dead wood boat to himself, only revealing his two eyes to peek quietly.
In the blink of an eye, all the breath and charm of Zhang Zhengyi disappeared. There was only an ordinary dead tree in the place. This thing should not be too common in the mountains and forests...
Not long after, I saw thirty-six female ghosts in the upper reaches of the river, all dressed in black, their faces covered, and wearing horns and headdresses, floating down from the upper stream with their feet in the void.
Among them, there was a black and blue buffalo carrying a coffin.
Halfway through the journey, I saw the black and blue buffalo, turning its head and looking in the direction of Zhang Zhengyi.
In an instant, Zhang Zhengyi was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes and completely hid himself in this magical dead tree.
The buffalo took a quick look and found nothing unusual, and continued to carry the coffin and headed towards the ancestral land.
After a while, the sound of the flute disappeared. Zhang Zhengyi's face turned pale and blue, and his body was shivering like chaff. He took out a compass and took a look. The compass kept spinning, and the pointer on it stopped brightly at a corner of the compass.
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After the compasses stopped rotating in circles, the twelve-layer compass, under the needles, in a row, twelve bright "fierce" characters glowed with dazzling blood.
He finally understood.
Why is there such a huge flaw here? It’s almost like the door is open to welcome guests...
Why are there thirty-six depressions on the stone walls on both sides of the entrance to the ancestral land, each with a stone platform filled with yin energy...
Oh my god, there are thirty-six big bosses of ghosts and gods squatting there guarding the door. What kind of protection does the ancestral land need? What else should be arranged?
Open the door to welcome guests, who dares to come?
One will die, two will die.
With the sacred tree protecting him, everything about him was covered, and he was almost discovered by the buffalo monster. Isn't this monster stronger than those ghosts and gods?
Zhang Zhengyi stood up with difficulty, his legs were trembling, his face was as pale as a dead man, and he ran away tremblingly.
You are really lucky to be cursed. If you meet those big guys, you will not even have the chance to be cursed.
I will never come to the territory of the Li people again, it’s too scary...
These bastards definitely did it on purpose. They are all from the Li ethnic group. Is there such a big gap?
Zhang Zhengyi fled in a hurry...
At the same time, Qin Yang also followed the burial procession and buried Xuan Yi under his ancestors.
Watching the coffin being laid into the ground, Qin Yang sighed softly. He was a tough guy who would rather be broken into pieces than complete. Among the Li people, almost no one would use the cross-section soul cutting method, even if there was an occasional person who did not inherit the Li people.
People who are gifted with passive magical powers may not have the courage to do so.
At this point, the dust has settled, and the Li clan's trip is over.
After leaving the Li clan, Qin Yang held the recommendation letter from the old man from Hei Li and was wondering whether to go to the Five Elements Mountain...
The distance between Wuxing Mountain and Nanman is not very close. It is located in the east of the Great Ying Dynasty, and it is considered one of the few large sects within the territory of the Great Ying Dynasty.
There are not many in the Great Wilderness that can be called a divine dynasty, and the Great Ying Divine Dynasty is the strongest among them. To be able to form its own sect in the territory of the Great Ying Divine Dynasty and not be held hostage by the Great Ying Divine Dynasty, it must have two skills.
Brushes, and there must be top experts.
The Pirate Sect does not pay attention to exclusive sect membership, and even encourages dual sect membership. If you join the Five Elements Mountain, it is actually quite good.
Without a backstage, he might be beaten to death without any scruples one day.
If there is a back-up, even a monster can live arrogantly and domineeringly.
While walking, Qin Yang was thinking about these things, but he still hadn't decided what to do.
When we entered the city, we first heard a lot of people talking about one thing.
"Have you heard? Recently, a bird demon that failed to transform appeared nearby. It is extremely ugly, but terrifyingly powerful, and its whereabouts are unpredictable..."
"Could it be that they escaped from the Futu Demon Sect? It's really chaotic over there now..."
"Who says it's not the case? The Buddha Sect has provoked the great monks of the Lunchuan Temple. Those stubborn bald donkeys don't know how to reason about what they believe. In addition, their Ye family has rebelled. Tsk tsk..."
"Hey, it is said that something happened to the Huangquan Demon Sect. It is said that an ancestor studied some newly obtained method and became obsessed with it. He became delirious and killed three elders, dozens of disciples, and even the sect leader on the spot.
They were almost seriously injured, and now I don’t know where they have fled..."
"What a troubled time..."
When Qin Yang walked through the lobby of the inn, he heard someone talking. He paused, ordered a pot of tea on the second floor, and listened quietly to the bragging.
Otherwise, in this world, gossip is flying all over the world, and the spread of true and false news relies on these bragging people.
Either I heard it from my friends, or I have relatives in the other sect...
After listening for a while, Qin Yang looked a little weird.
It is understandable that the Buddha Sect is becoming more and more chaotic. The great monks in the Lunchuan Temple are stubborn to the point of paranoia, and it is expected that they will not let go of their talk.
But something happened to the Huangquan Demon Sect.
The ancestor studied some new method, became obsessed with it, became insane, beat his disciples to death, and disappeared...
Then I remembered that Zhao Ronghui had come to brag before, saying that an ancestor of their sect had studied the secrets of the Burial Sea Secret Code...
Qin Yang secretly wondered, what Zhao Ronghui said could not be true, right?
Is there really someone who can figure out the method of practice from the chaos?
The two incidents actually have something to do with me.
Fortunately, that bird demon has nothing to do with me...
Otherwise, Qin Yang would really feel that he had some bad luck or bad luck.
After a good night's sleep, Qin Yang left the inn early the next morning and continued northward.
However, after walking no more than ten miles, Qin Yang frowned and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Looking up, I saw a gust of evil wind emerging out of thin air in the sky. In an instant, it turned into a howling black wind, gathered into a tornado hundreds of feet thick, and fell from the sky!
"call……"
The strong wind roared, and the evil wind was like thousands of sharp knives crisscrossing each other. Wherever it passed, all the trees were strangled and turned into powder.
Qin Yang stepped out in one step, passing through the place shrouded in the evil wind. With a flick of his wrist, there was a long knife in his hand that seemed to be made of blood.
Above the bloody knife, evil aura surged into the sky, and ferocious human faces were entangled on the blade, as if they felt like they were about to be stained with blood. These human faces roared silently, with their mouths open and roaring endlessly.
"I haven't killed anyone for a long time, why would someone want to kill me..." Qin Yang murmured to himself, with the bloody knife in his hand, he felt Qin Yang's murderous intent, and let out bursts of excitement...
The wind howled, and black wind tornadoes appeared one after another...
Just when Qin Yang was about to take action, he saw the black wind dissipate, revealing a humanoid figure with a hairless bird head on his neck, a pair of black wings with most of the feathers missing on his arms, and slender legs.
Bird legs and feet are also a pair of bird claws.
The reason why it looks like a humanoid is purely because the torso of this guy is really like a human, and it has a general belly. Compared with the pair of thin bird legs, the proportions are extremely weird and uncoordinated...
This grotesque monster jumped down from the air and fell to the ground. It fluttered its wings with tearful eyes and screamed at Qin Yang.
"Senior Brother Qin..."
Qin Yang's hair stood up in fear. Thinking of the rumored bird demon, he kicked the bird in the face and sent him flying backwards.
He took his feet back and thought about it for a moment. The bird demon seemed to have shouted something just now, and it sounded familiar...
The harpy got up from the ground with blood on its face, continued to roll and crawl, and rushed towards it howling loudly.
"Senior Brother Qin, help me..."
Qin Yang looked horrified. This time he heard why the voice sounded familiar, so he asked tentatively.
"Junior Brother Zhang?"
"It's me, Senior Brother Qin, save me. I became like this just to help you." The bird demon cried like a pig butchered it. It rushed over and hugged Qin Yang's thigh and refused to let go...
"Let go first and tell me what's going on."
"Senior Brother Qin, wow, I... wow..."
"If you don't let go and talk nicely, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Just beat me to death. If I become like this, what's the point of living?"
Qin Yang thought about it for a while, and he guessed that this guy had gotten into trouble and had fallen into some evil trick. He was doing something for himself after all, so he couldn't be too harsh...
So, Qin Yang comforted him with kind words.
"Junior Brother Zhang, if you don't tell me what's going on, how can I save you?"
Zhang Zhengyi let go of his wings and collapsed on the ground, the bird's face full of despair.
"Why don't you go explore the ancestral land of the Li people..."
"Originally, I explored the six branches of the Li tribe, and there were no problems. Who would have thought that Heili was so insidious? The tombs in the ancestral land were not fortified. Suddenly, one of them came with a cruel curse. Who knows what kind of curse this is?
, At first, my level was constantly falling, and then it changed again. As soon as it dawned, I would turn into this bird-like figure, and it would only turn back after dark..."
"This Li tribe is not a good thing. The six tribes are all weak. However, in the Black Li tribe, thirty-six ghosts and gods appeared in one breath, as well as an unpredictable black buffalo. What the hell am I going to do?
What kind of race is this? Senior Brother Qin, in order to help you, you must save me..."
Qin Yang patted Zhang Zhengyi on the shoulder, frowned, and scolded him righteously.
"Junior Brother Zhang, I trust your ability so much, why are you so careless? Why do you think you can be so successful? Without me helping you, you would have died a long time ago. I created such a good opportunity for you, but you are in the gutter.
The boat capsized? Now you still have the nerve to come to me and cry?"
"Ah..." Zhang Zhengyi was stunned and stammered: "Brother, you can't ignore me, I..."
"Don't talk about me, me, me, hum. Why do you think all the thirty-six ghosts and gods guarding Haili's ancestral land are not there? And why is the black cow not there? Do you think it is a coincidence?
Without me personally coming to the door, using other things to divert their attention, and luring away the terrifying black cow and the thirty-six ghosts and gods, how could you have gone in alive?
You are undefended, look what you have done? What did Uncle Meng teach you when you were inside the door? Always be vigilant, have you forgotten? Do you really think you can do whatever you want with the immortal phoenix protecting you?
Do you still have the face?
If I hadn't been afraid that you would be unreliable and that you would be beaten to death, wouldn't I need to take the risk and contain thirty-six ghosts and gods by myself? If I were not careful, I would have been wiped out. I didn't even say anything, how could you still
complain?
Nonsence!"
Zhang Zhengyi looked confused and was stunned. Looking back, it seemed that he was indeed behind the team and saw a person who looked like Senior Brother Qin. It was definitely impossible to think about this at the time...
But now that I think about it...
No wonder it was so easy to get in.
"Senior Brother Qin, I..." Zhang Zhengyi lowered his head in shame, unable to say anything to complain.
The biggest danger was solved for him, but he swelled up and floated...
So much so that the boat capsized in the gutter and was cursed.
"Junior brother Zhang, it's not that senior brother is talking about you. Do you know why I said you are unreliable? With your temper, you still have to grind. I don't think you will die in a while. If you grind a little, it might be a good thing. Here you go.
This is a lesson that you will remember for a long time! Your master is not here, so as a senior brother, I have to take on the responsibility of teaching you!" Qin Yang said in a sonorous and powerful voice.
Zhang Zhengyi was left speechless, unable to utter a single word of complaint.
"Okay, let's not talk about these things for now. We will study the curse later and find a way. Let's talk about what you have learned first."