Chapter 343 You have a chance to struggle when you are alive, and nothing is left when you die
Withered Bones didn't react at all, and Qin Yang didn't know whether he was willing or unwilling.
After walking onto the altar, the withered bones slowly stretched out their bone claws and touched Qin Yang's hand.
But at the moment when he touched the withered bones and the conditions for releasing the skill were met, he saw that the withered bones' face, which was hidden under the black cloth, suddenly lit up with two red lights, like a pair of blood-red eyes that suddenly opened.
His seemingly ordinary withered body suddenly erupted with a burst of real momentum, sending Qin Yang flying backwards.
Qin Yang turned over and landed on the ground. He looked at the skeletal body, slowly changing from a slanted and hunched state to an upright position. Dark red light flashed in the position of his eyes.
Qin Yang could feel clearly that Dry Bones was looking at him.
His gaze seemed to penetrate the inside and outside of the body, seeing directly through it. All the power in the body, whether it was the things in the sea eyes or his soul, were all under the gaze of the withered bones.
Everything including the storage rings and bracelets were seen through by the dead bones.
You can even feel that his eyes are focused on his hands, and his eyes have turned into reality, moving back and forth in his hands, as if he is looking for something.
Qin Yang was startled for a moment before he suddenly understood.
This thing actually hangs up all the time?
His consciousness fell into a deep sleep, and all his actions were just instincts given by the remaining trace of meaning.
Now, he was awakened.
After a meal, he saw that only two or three petals of the night-blooming night-blooming night flower were left. He flew out of the ring and landed in the hands of the withered bones.
The withered bones held the night-blooming night-flower in their hands, and they were lost in thought.
"Ahem, if you can use it, go ahead and use it..." Qin Yang laughed dryly and stretched out his hand to indicate it.
Anyway, there are only two petals left, which are of little use. At most, they can be used as a more effective healing elixir.
The only difference from other elixirs is that with other elixirs, there is no essential change in large amounts, while Dark Night Epiphyllum will have a terrifying essential improvement after large amounts.
Dry Bones came to his senses, let go of his hand, and An Yeyou Epiphyllum flew back by itself, automatically returned to the wooden box, and then returned to the ring, without any consent from the owner Qin Yang.
Withered Bones raised his head, his eyes turned into dark red light spots, staring at Qin Yang.
"Your name is Qin Yang, right?"
A hoarse female voice with heroic spirit sounded in Qin Yang's mind.
Qin Yang didn't care that the person in front of him was a woman and nodded quickly.
"That's right, my surname is Qin, my name is Yang, and my given name is Youde."
"I have violated the prohibition and gone against the will of heaven. My sins are serious and I am destined to have no good results. But I still have unfinished things that I must do. Even if I linger and suffer torture, I will not hesitate. You
I accept your kindness, and your power is not worth using for a sinner like me."
"Actually, it's nothing..." Qin Yang was a little embarrassed.
To be honest, when he touched corpses, he touched the corpses on the one hand to save people, and on the other hand he touched skill books. Most of the time, the latter took up a larger proportion.
Touching corpses purely for the purpose of saving people is actually only a very rare case.
The price a dead person has to pay if he wants to forcefully stay in this world is not small at all.
On the one hand, their strength will continue to weaken, and there is no possibility of recovery. It is actually true to say that their realm will continue to fall.
The power of ordinary monks can be charged and recycled. This power can be true energy, the power of the soul, the power of qi and blood, or the power of will...
And the dead person is already a scrapped dry cell battery, which uses less and less power until it is finally completely exhausted.
The true energy left behind after their death will be exhausted, their souls will be exhausted through mixed combustion, and their will will also be exhausted.
This is the reason why Daojun Zixiao and Daojun Zhanhai never dared to cause trouble even though they still had the power. They couldn't afford it.
The speed of this decline is directly related to the strength during life. The stronger the person, the slower the speed of decline. The weaker the person, the faster the decline.
If you are a mortal, you will basically be exhausted immediately after death.
This debilitating process is particularly painful, as all strength, soul, and even memory will slowly dissipate.
The only difference is to look at the strength and the one that weakens the fastest.
Just like the master he met in the Demon Stone Ancestral Tomb, his consciousness and memory dissipated faster than his power.
He no longer even remembers who he is, and is really like a walking zombie, waiting for the last bit to disappear into nothing.
Today you will forget your magical powers, tomorrow you will forget your Dharma, and the day after tomorrow you will completely forget the most important memory of your life.
But they all know this process, know the development trend, and know that one day, they will even forget who they are.
This process may be more painful than waiting to die.
What's more important is that dead people have no vitality and can only slowly wait to dissipate.
Being transcended is the best choice. Alternatively, some truly top experts can make arrangements in advance to seek that slim hope of resurrection.
Or, just like withered bones, seek help from others.
But the fact that she is still here after so long means that none of the people she found before can do it.
But at this moment, Qin Yang has no intention of paying attention to these anymore...
Whether Dry Bones wants to be saved or not, there is nothing he can do if others don't want to be saved...
He heard the two words spoken by Dry Bones, which he had heard before.
"Fu Jun?"
"In the beginning, only the night-blooming epiphyllums picked by Fujun himself could bloom and not wither. Only Fujun could save the dead in the underworld from being destroyed by ashes and suffering from eternal life. What you have
Power is not worth saving me."
When Dry Bones mentioned Fu Jun, his tone was obviously respectful.
And Qin Yang also remembered that even when the ancient underworld was mentioned, his teeth were itching with hatred, and he wished that all the people in the ancient underworld were dead. When he mentioned the prince, his tone seemed to be very respectful.
"Whatever you want, as long as I understand it, I can teach it to you. I don't expect to be able to return to this world. I just hope that you can help me find someone when you become enlightened. Find him and take me to see him."
Already."
"Who are you looking for?"
"You will know then."
Qin Yang smacked his lips and slandered in his heart. He hates people who talk half-heartedly. If you don't tell me who to look for, how will I look for him?
"What do you know?"
"what do you want to learn?"
"Do you know the magical power, the Immortal Divine Phoenix? Can you teach it to me?"
"I don't understand this magical power."
"Then do you know how to ask the Heavenly Sword Code?"
"don't know."
"Then what do you know?" Qin Yang sighed, you don't know what you want to learn, why are you talking about it?
"Forget it, what I want to learn is either the top magical power, the classics, or the one-word technique. Unfortunately, you don't have a treasure book to teach the former, and you can't teach it to me. Even if you know it, I can't teach it to me.
You can definitely learn it..."
Qin Yang waved his hand and gave up asking any more questions.
Thinking about it, I now have two one-zijue skills in my hand, the mourning-zijue and the thinking-zijue. Unfortunately, I can't even touch the threshold of the two-word one-zijue.
"For those who don't have a treasure book, even if I have never practiced it, I can teach it to you. In ancient times, there was no rule that the Tao should not be preached lightly and the Dharma should not be leaked carelessly."
"Then what classics do you know?"
"The Secret Book of Underworld."
"..." Qin Yang no longer wanted to talk to her.
This person is an example of someone who can chat to death.
"Okay, if I find someone to help you, I'll do it. Don't put too much hope in it. I'm an honest person and I won't ask for your reward in advance. As for you not wanting to be saved, I won't do it either.
I don’t have the ability to forcibly release you, so let’s leave it at that, we will meet indefinitely.”
Qin Yang waved his hand and gave up the communication completely. He originally wanted to ask some questions about ancient times to satisfy his curiosity, but then he thought that since he had questions, Haiyan had filled out an ancient encyclopedia, so he asked Heiying directly.
Incredible.
I really don’t want to say anything more with a guy like this who can chat to death.
She turned around and left, with the dead bones still on the altar, and she didn't say anything to persuade her to stay. Her goal had been achieved, and nothing else mattered.
"In the future, if you meet someone with a position in the ancient underworld, if you can't kill them all, it's best not to let them know that you have the power of the Lord."
Just when Qin Yang was about to enter the underground maze, Dry Bones added these words.
Qin Yang's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself, what kind of power do I have from a master of this house? I am just a first-level trumpet with its own pick-up skills.
From what Dry Bones means, it seems that this misunderstanding will cause a lot of trouble?
In ancient times, among the people who held positions in the underworld, was there anyone who was easy to mess with?
After a pause, Qin Yang quickly turned around and explained quickly.
"Senior, you must have misunderstood. This is my magical power, not the power of a prince. The magic power used to pick the Night Epiphyllum is called collecting. The magic power used for salvation is called picking up magical power. It is really not the power of a prince..."
After Qin Yang finished speaking, he saw no movement from the withered bones. He only saw a weird, bright yellow earring flying out, like a snake biting its tail, and landed in Qin Yang's hand.
But Dry Bones' tone was calm and he completely ignored Qin Yang's explanation.
"This is my token. Many people from the past know it. Even if Fu Jun's power is known to some people from the past, I think they will give me a little favor and won't embarrass you."
"I really don't have the power of a prince..." Qin Yang struggled to death...
"Let's go. This is a sect founded by a disciple I took in back then. If you need any help, just ask. If one day, you succeed, just give me a favor."
Qin Yang twitched his lips, turned around and left without saying a word.
Do you think you really have the final say in the Underworld Demon Sect?
Don't even look at the temperament of these weaklings from the Demon Sect.
Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s talk about the Master of Huangquan Vein. Even if his master jumps out of the grave and asks him to resign immediately, he will crush his master’s coffin board and let his master die again.
What else can I do to help...
These ancient people are too out of touch with the times, or have they forgotten how unreliable the human heart is?
Qin Yang didn't believe in the nonsense that in ancient times, people's hearts were simple, they didn't pick up things on the road, and they didn't close their homes at night.
Regardless of whether it is modern or ancient, most of the time, there are only desires that are hard to satisfy, and people's hearts are not enough.
The best thing is to have a solid warehouse and know etiquette, and to have enough food and clothing to know honor and disgrace.
But this prerequisite is also a solid warehouse and sufficient food and clothing.
However, for monks, there is never a time when warehouses are full and food and clothing are sufficient.
Qin Yang stepped out, followed the underground maze, and returned the same way. When he reached the entrance, he saw the crazy ancestor already waiting here.
"It's out." An ugly smile appeared on Crazy Ancestor's face. After he regained consciousness, even when he smiled, he looked fierce.
"Master, you are still alive..." Qin Yang was stunned...
I really didn't expect that the crazy ancestor was still alive and standing here waiting for him so blatantly.
"You're not too old to be a teacher, you can still live for a few more years." Crazy Ancestor replied cheerfully, patting Qin Yang on the shoulder: "Let's go."
Qin Yang was confused and followed the Crazy Ancestor out of the ancestral hall to the place where the Crazy Ancestor once lived.
This mountain top is considered a good place with rich spiritual energy within the Demon Sect. It is right in the core area of the Demon Sect's spirit gathering formation, where the spiritual energy is the most stable, spiritual and dense.
When they arrived at the top of the mountain, Crazy Ancestor gave Qin Yang a token, which allowed him to walk within the Demon Sect.
Qin Yang felt like he was in a dream. Along the way, anyone he met would get out of the way and stand by the roadside to salute.
Qin Yang could feel that everyone seemed to respect and fear the Crazy Ancestor.
What is going on these days?
The crazy ancestor has taken revenge, so how can he remain the same as before? Can the Demon Sect pretend that nothing happened about what happened before?
After settling down, Qin Yang couldn't bear it anymore.
"Master, revenge has been taken?"
"What's the point of revenge? When I went to the Netherworld Holy Sect, they were fighting against the big ghost in the ghost cave. I saw my enemy being slapped to death by the big ghost. Since everything was fine, I simply returned to the Demon Sect.
"
"Is the Master of Huangquan Vein dead?"
"Master of the Huangquan Vein, he fought with the Master of the Demon Buddha Vein of the Buddha Sect, and was seriously injured. He is recovering in a secret place of the sect. Recently, there are thieves disturbing the deceased. The three major sects of the Southern Barbarians are in chaos. You'd better not do anything.
Feel free to go out..."
"and you……"
He originally wanted to ask the crazy ancestor why he didn't go to the Huangquan Vein Master to take revenge, but added insult to injury, took advantage of the situation, and killed him, but before the question came out of his mouth, Qin Yang was suddenly startled and suddenly realized.
Thinking about the journey along the way, the atmosphere and defenses within the Huangquan Demon Sect were completely different from before. The protective formations were fully activated, the spirit gathering formations were fully activated, the patrol beasts roamed around, and every level was filled with guards.
If he came out on his own, it would be difficult for him to get out.
But the crazy ancestor is back now, and he is back in a clear state of consciousness.
As long as he doesn't seek revenge on the Huangquan Vein Master and doesn't beat him to death, then the Demon Sect won't be blamed for some of the things he did after losing consciousness.
After all, everyone now knows that the Underworld Treasure Book was not taken away by the crazy ancestor at all, but stolen by an undercover agent...
Therefore, the crazy ancestor is still a hero, helping the sect to research things, and no one can blame him if he makes mistakes.
As long as he can let go of his hatred, he will still be the original Cui Laomo and the original Cui Laozu.
The status is respected and respected by others.
Qin Yang also suddenly understood that this was the hole he had dug before, and someone jumped in, which then caused a chain reaction.
In the end, I was also affected...
Now, the crazy ancestor is back just to pick him up.
Qin Yang felt mixed emotions for a moment and couldn't tell whether this was good or bad.
The good thing is that the crazy ancestor is still alive...
The bad part is, obviously, the Huangquan Vein Master is still jumping around.
The crazy ancestor is pretending to be confused, pretending not to remember what happened during the period of unconsciousness, and giving up on revenge.
"Qin Yang..." Crazy Ancestor squeezed out a smile and put a hand on Qin Yang's shoulder: "Master, I have figured it out. It is not necessarily good to be in pieces rather than in ruins. It is good to be alive now.
good."
"I……"
"Don't think so much. Things are unpredictable. This world is like a chessboard, and we are all pawns. Only when we are alive can we have a chance to struggle. If we die, there will be nothing..."