Chapter 341 Qin Yang, he is a dead man; what happened here?
After a long time, Qin Yang calmed down, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to study the aperture under his feet.
It looks like an ordinary circle of light, but whether you reach out to touch it or extend your power, you will be trapped in the circle and difficult to cross.
It can even be seen that the surrounding Yin Qi and even the air are blocked outside the aperture, as if a separate world is separated.
After discovering this, Qin Yang gave up the struggle, because this magical power that drew the earth as a prison was simply not something he could break through.
This magical power is extremely famous, not because there are many people practicing it, but because the threshold for entry is not particularly high, but the upper limit is terrifyingly high.
It's just used to trap people, and it's just an introduction.
With just one stroke, it was as if the world had been separated, making it untouchable inside and outside the prison. This was barely considered a profound state.
It is said that in ancient times, the top powers, after cultivating this magical power to the extreme, could not only mark out a range that could not be crossed, but could also stipulate rules within a certain range that no one could cross here.
this rule.
For example, a world was artificially created, like the depths of the Black Forest Sea, which suppressed all the Qi-refining monks, but did not suppress physical cultivation at all.
The ink scroll made by Tian Xingzi contains magical powers that draw the earth as a prison. It is not as good as what he can use by himself. It has reached the point where it can separate the heaven and the earth and form its own space. If he uses it by himself, he is afraid that he can kill people who are stronger than him.
Trapped in it.
At this level, even the crazy ancestor himself may not be able to break through it in a short time.
After calculating his own means, he does have a powerful weapon, but in such a small area, if he activates the Haoyang Bell with all his strength, he will be the first to be shocked to death.
A trace of black energy spreads over the palm of the hand, allowing the black shadow to feel everything in the outside world.
"Black Shadow, is there any way to break this thing?"
"The earth is a prison. Before you practice to a high or deep level, there are many ways to break it."
"Tell the important point."
"But there is nothing suitable for you. If you want to break through, no matter what method you use, you need absolute strength..."
Qin Yang's face darkened, and he wanted to dissipate the black energy on the spot. He didn't want to pay attention to the black shadow. It was the same as not saying it. It was better not to say it.
Seeing that he finally had a chance to take a breather and see the outside world, Heiying became anxious as soon as he felt that Qin Yang was about to dissipate the black energy.
"Qin Yang, don't worry, I suddenly thought of..."
"explain."
"I feel that there is a magical mark on your body. The person who left the mark has the same aura as the person in the prison. If you recruit that person, he can naturally unlock the magical power at will."
Qin Yang sighed and shook his head.
"Don't think about it. I'm afraid that Uncle Tianxingzi also knows that my master is going to settle the funeral arrangements. Even if he knows, he won't untie me from the prison. You have other things.
Is there any way?"
"No, we can only wait seven days for the magical power to dissipate on its own." The shadow answered honestly, but he had no choice.
Strong strength, coupled with strong supernatural powers, this is absolute power. If the level is not enough, it is completely unsolvable.
Qin Yang was silent, something like realm cannot be achieved in a day or two. The higher the realm, the more accumulation is required. A breakthrough requires a thicker foundation.
Even if he did not consider future issues and overdraft potential, he would not be able to advance to a great level in a short period of time.
All we can do now is wait until seven days later.
Seven days shouldn't be enough time for the Crazy Ancestor to do anything and kill a few people, let alone take complete revenge.
Pressing down the turbulent thoughts in my heart, such as anxiety, anger and other complex emotions, has no effect at this moment.
Qin Yang calmed down and began to think about what happened next.
Thinking about various possibilities and possible ways to deal with it.
While I was thinking about it, the withered bones on the altar moved again. In the river, there was another ghost, twisting into a long belt and falling into the incense burner. The light smoke that faded suddenly returned to life.
Strong.
Heiying's heart moved and he suddenly spoke.
"Qin Yang, the person in front of you seems to have a glimmer of hope, but in fact he is already dead."
"Huh?" Qin Yang opened his eyes immediately when he heard the word "dead".
When I saw this withered skeleton before, I really thought he was a dead person...
It was only through the communication between Crazy Ancestor and him that Qin Yang knew that this man still had consciousness and had once guided Crazy Ancestor, which proved that his consciousness was complete. In addition, he had obviously stayed here for a long time.
I don't know how long it's been.
There are also vague runes on the altar that have been weathered. They are not recent products. It is conservatively estimated that they have existed here for a hundred thousand years.
And a dead person's consciousness cannot exist for such a long time.
Only if there is still a glimmer of life, like a dark shadow, with immortal consciousness and not bound by time, can it exist for such a long time.
"I didn't notice before that he was indeed dead. That incense burner, if I guessed correctly, was the Three Gods incense burner from ancient times. He used the ghosts and ghosts in the underworld to burn incense and burned them.
After that, by replenishing himself, he will actually live longer!"
"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that the ferryman from the ancient underworld would actually ignore the iron laws of the ancient underworld, dare to impose forbidden laws, and borrow life from resentful ghosts and ghosts. This person is definitely a ruthless character. Qin Yang, you have a chance.
Just liberate him quickly, otherwise it will be a disaster if he is left alive."
Qin Yang touched his hand and was told by the black shadow that it was itchy...
This guy is also a ferryman, but he is a ferryman of who knows which river.
I made a little guess in my mind, there are fragments of the ancient underworld in the Black Forest Sea, and one of the fragments also has a section of the Huangquan tributary...
Whether it's the name of the Underworld Demon Sect or the Underworld Secret Code, they are all related to Underworld, and their aura is indeed somewhat similar to Underworld.
To speculate further, since the crazy ancestor can know this place, there must be people in the Huangquan Demon Sect in the past generations who also know that there is a place under this maze-like land where such a person is here.
It is said that the first generation leader of the Huangquan Demon Sect just got lucky and got a great opportunity, so he soared into the sky, and then founded the Huangquan Demon Sect in the current place.
At that time, did the first-generation sect leader receive his inheritance from this withered skeleton?
Thinking of this, Qin Yang took out the Underworld Treasure Book, placed it in front of him, and looked up at the withered bones.
"Do you know how to open this thing?"
Dry Bones followed the good example and did not explain too much. He just raised his bone finger and a rune appeared on his fingertip.
Qin Yang didn't recognize this rune, but he could tell that it was the style of the ancient underworld. He himself had six of them.
Try to outline this rune, and after trying it a few times, lightly print it on the treasure book.
"Click..."
The sealed treasure book suddenly cracked, and the treasure book opened automatically. The runes in it were flowing continuously, and a rolling Yellow River was running endlessly. The vast artistic conception and boundless feeling in it made him personally stand in the ancient world.
By the Huangquan River at that time.
A large amount of content that cannot be described in words continued to flow into his heart, and the method of practice appeared naturally in his heart.
This is to record the natural process of learning from heaven and earth in detail in a treasure book, and turn it into a inheritance for future generations to practice. Later generations do not need to go through it again, they only need to follow the same method, and they will have the opportunity to learn the things inside, just like
The same person who created this secret book back then.
Not long after, Qin Yang's eyes regained their sparkle, and his consciousness pulled away, returning from that artistic conception.
Maybe I have already completed two classics and one classic, and the process of understanding it is not as difficult as I imagined. Everything goes smoothly, and it should be easy to get started.
At this moment, Qin Yang finally understood why, according to legend, the Underworld Secret Code was a qi refining method, focusing on true energy and mana, and why the crazy ancestor's physical body didn't actually look too weak...
This method is to open up a Yin Spring in the body, following the example of the Yellow Spring, which has no roots and no fate, and is born from the heaven and the earth. It is vast and vast, the big ones are boundless, and the small ones turn into the roaring Yellow River. In this way, the power in the body will be endless and never-ending.
The day of exhaustion.
But this Yin Spring is naturally not like the Yellow Spring. The Yin Spring is opened up. In essence, it still relies on the physical body, and it absorbs the power of the physical body. After turning into the Yin Spring, it flows gurglingly and turns into the Yellow Spring. The thing it carries is also the physical body.
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Naturally, the requirements for the physical body will not be the same as physical cultivation, but they will not be too different.
Originally, Qin Yang thought that this Dharma Assembly overlapped with the Secret Code of Burial in the Sea, both of which were cultivating the magic power and were famous for their long Qi veins.
Since he has opened the Eye of the Sea and shattered the upper limit of his own magic power, and he has not practiced the third volume of Burial in the Sea to limit his power, the amount of true energy in the future will definitely be no problem. He only needs to worry about it being too vast.
, there is no need to worry at all.
In this case, the Underworld Secret Code, no matter what, cannot possibly compare to the Sea Burial Secret Code that has lost its restrictions in this regard.
But I never expected that although they looked the same, they were actually completely different.
To practice the Secret Code of Yellow Spring and create a Yin Spring, you must first open up a sea of blood, use the power of Qi and blood to transform the sea, and then open up a Yin Spring deep in the sea...
And he practiced the Wu Xian Sutra, an extreme body refining method. When his qi and blood are strong enough, it is inevitable to open up a sea of blood.
Qin Yang calculated for a while and found that he could indeed practice. If so, it would be equivalent to establishing a bridge between the physical body and the true essence, integrating the power, and the strength would be stronger by then.
I had no plans before, not only because I didn’t know the content, but also because I didn’t dare to mess around.
Even if the Dao foundation can carry all the techniques, take advantage of them and discard the dross, you can't just build a building casually. You have to consider structural issues.
It's best to just go with the flow.
With this thought, Qin Yang suppressed all his thoughts and began to practice step by step.
After all, there is still a very important issue before us. When we can leave here, we will have to make a lie...
But if you want to make a lie or make it true, you must at least learn it yourself first.
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On the other side, on the ground, many changes have also occurred...
In the basin where the Netherworld Holy Sect is stationed, the Yintan beast is well versed in the essence of the "Counseling" formula. In order not to be discovered, since the first day after eating a big meal, it has always taken a shot and changed places.
Wandering wildly in the basin, constantly devouring the ghosts there.
It was okay at the beginning. I wasn't picky about food. It's better to eat something than to be hungry. I just ate whatever ghosts I saw.
But after staying for a while, and the little bastard was no longer bothered by hunger, he began to pay attention to the quality of the food.
To put it simply, it’s a mouthful...
I don't even bother to take a second look at the ordinary ghosts and ghosts, so I focus on those special ghosts.
What kind of fierce ghost peeled daylilies and died, what kind of famous and beautiful ghost, what kind of imp born with great spirituality...
However, in the eyes of the monks of the Netherworld Holy Sect, these ghosts are all top-quality ghosts that are easy to cultivate, have high potential, and even have some special abilities.
Normally, if a disciple of the Netherworld Holy Sect ventures into the basin and catches such a weak and special ghost, his potential and status will immediately skyrocket.
After all, their practice is closely related to the matching ghost. The stronger the ghost and the better the talent, the smoother their practice will be.
Even if you don't use it, you can still make a fortune by selling it, and you won't have to worry about practicing resources for a long time.
However, recently...
The disciples of the Netherworld Holy Sect discovered that those top-quality special ghosts could not even find a shadow...
A few days later, even the more ferocious ghosts were nowhere to be found, only some junk was left.
At this time, even a blind person can see the problem.
"The guy in the back is so popular that it's really ugly. The ones with the best potential are all secretly coerced by him. We have worked hard, invested in this place, and have been operating it for thousands of years. Now we are all serving as his wedding dress. It is simply too much of a lie.
!" In the meeting hall of the Netherworld Holy Sect, an elder had a gloomy face and gritted his teeth.
"Could it be that someone stole it? This place is a natural ghost cave. Everyone else knows that there are some daring ones..."
"Fart! These days we have surrounded this place so tightly that no one can leave. We are pushing all the way into the depths. No one is seen on the outside at all. Are you saying that a thief who steals ghosts can stay in the depths for so long?
Unscathed? Do you think the one in the depths is blind? Who else could take away so many top-quality ghosts so quietly besides him?"
"That's enough!" A person sitting at the top shouted lowly and looked around: "Don't argue anymore. I will hand over the name card tomorrow and ask him what he means. Does the covenant back then still count?"
But before they could do anything, a large group of ferocious ghosts suddenly appeared deep in the basin. Led by two ghosts and gods, they swarmed tens of thousands of ordinary ghosts and attacked the mountain gate of the Netherworld Holy Sect...
"Children of the Netherworld Holy Sect, my Holy King asked me to tell you, don't say I won't give you a chance, hand over the ghost seed immediately. This time you humans are shameless and disobey the covenant, forget it. If you don't hand over, then
I’ll teach you a bloody lesson!”
In the middle of the mountain gate, a monster with a big mouth roared and roared for hundreds of miles.
Everyone in the Netherworld Holy Sect was livid and angry. The one who came to shout was just a ghost king, and he was just a big-mouthed brat with a loud voice but no strength...
Just like that, you dare to ride on their mountain gate and shout. This is no different from riding on their head to shit...
This can't be any better...
"This is too much! How dare a brat with a big mouth dare to roar at the mountain gate here!"
A grumpy elder immediately shouted angrily and pointed his finger in the air.
With just a puff, the big-mouthed ghost was annihilated into dregs and disappeared.
As the ghosts disappear, the war is about to begin.
Although there are covenant restrictions between the two parties, when there are disputes of interests, it is impossible not to have grievances. As time goes by, there will always be an outbreak.
But now, both parties have decided on their own ideas, and there is no intention to even sit down and have a serious talk.
Then the old rule is, whoever has the bigger fist is right...
Once this battle begins, no one can stop it just by saying stop.
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Three days later, the Crazy Ancestor left the underground maze, casually killing several weak chickens he encountered along the way. They were all the people who had tricked him when he was demented...
He came to the Netherworld Holy Sect first because he knew that after taking revenge, he had a higher chance of escaping unharmed. As for the Underworld Demonic Sect, he knew it very well and understood that if he went into a big fight, it would be unlikely that he would be able to survive in the end.
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The closer we are to the Netherworld Holy Sect, the more determined the Mad Ancestor’s eyes are, and he has a life-or-death intention in his heart, but he hopes that with his own life, he will drag these enemies to be buried with him, so that all these grievances will be wiped out, and he will not be implicated to the extent that he does not want to be implicated.
people...
As he approached, he walked all the way to gather fighting spirit, purer his mind, and tried to maximize his strength to 120%.
But when he arrived hundreds of miles away from the Netherworld Holy Sect, he suddenly stopped.
In the direction of the Netherworld Holy Sect, Yin Qi surged into the sky, turning into a black curtain that covered the sky. The evil energy boiled and even condensed into the shape of a beast, roaring and roaring in the sky.
That direction, the murderous aura, is simply unbearable to look at.
The crazy ancestor flew into the air, trained his eyesight, and looked away.
In the direction of the Netherworld Holy Sect, one by one, strong men of the Netherworld Holy Sect were seen standing in the sky with full momentum. The leader of the Netherworld Holy Sect actually came forward in person.
On the other side, in the direction of the basin, there is a three-thousand-foot-tall ghost, its whole body shrouded in Yin Qi, like a shadow. In one of his hands, an elder of the Netherworld Holy Sect is trapped in his palm.
Can't leave.
"Master Netherworld, since you have torn up the covenant, don't blame me for being rude."
The huge ghost made a sound like thunder, causing the black clouds in the mid-air to tremble, turning into dense thunder and scattering.
I saw a huge ghost, suddenly closed its palms, and with a muffled sound, the person trapped in the palm died just like that...
"Um?"
The crazy ancestor was floating in the air, with a confused look on his face and questions on his head.
After three days of climbing, three days of accumulation, and three days of strengthening my mind, I have the perfect state and fighting spirit...
Suddenly, like a deflated rubber ball, it was gone...
All gone...
Standing in mid-air, I looked at the battle over there with a blank expression. The fluctuations in the battle could affect people even hundreds of miles apart.
After a long time, the crazy ancestor regained consciousness slightly, but there were more questions and confusion on his face.
"That person just now... seems to be the second elder of Netherworld that I'm looking for. He... just died like that?"