Chapter 354 The acting skills are gradually improving, and the chess pieces are worth dying
During this period, the way Qin Yang looked at Old Ancestor Cui, coupled with some of the words Old Ancestor Cui said intentionally or unintentionally, Qin Yang could not say anything about the things he had found out.
Saying it would only open up the wound and rub salt into it, causing the old man to continue to feel heartbroken, and then fall into a dilemma where he could not fight with death, but could not tolerate it, and was in such a dilemma.
No one knows what happened back then.
Why would the Marquis, who was revered as the Nine-Finger God Marquis and held a respected position in the eighteen southern states, personally attack a disciple of the Huangquan Demon Sect and even erase the traces himself?
But now, after being reminded, Qin Yang suddenly woke up.
His apparent identity now is very similar to that of back then.
What if someone killed Mingzhe, Patriarch Cui's disciple, just to stir up chaos and disputes and change the situation?
Lessons from the past are not far away.
Patriarch Cui's temperament and weaknesses were well known to others.
Qin Yang thought to himself, given the current situation, if he was the person behind the scenes and did not want the situation in the Southern Barbarians to be stable, he would kill this little Shenhai disciple, light a gunpowder barrel, and blow up the stable situation.
After thinking about this, Qin Yang felt that he should hide honestly.
It is definitely the safest to escape back to the Pirate Gate. However, if you return to the Pirate Gate, you will have to enter the territory of the Great Ying Dynasty, which may be even more dangerous.
The second step is to return to the sea. When we reach the South China Sea or even the Dead Sea, no one knows who rules there.
At sea, unless someone as powerful as the masters of the three demon sects took action personally and forcefully killed them, no one could destroy the ghost thieves in the Dead Sea.
There is the back garden of the ghost thieves, the Black Forest Sea in the sea. Just by using the environment, you can trap and kill everyone who comes to pursue you.
In other words, what Qin Yang feels most at ease with is the ghost thief, and what he feels is the safest is the Dead Sea, which is full of dangers for ordinary people.
After standing up, Qin Yang sat back down and thought calmly.
Since the death of the three pulse masters, he has never left the mountain gate. Even if someone thought of taking action, there was no chance.
The best countermeasure now is to remain unchanged in response to all changes. Just pretend that you didn't expect this.
But just being stubborn is not the answer. You have to do what you should do on weekdays.
After all, you can only catch a thief in a thousand days, but there is no way to prevent a thief in a thousand days.
Yes or no, always check first.
In this way, another three months passed, and Qin Yanggou stayed in the sect without even leaving the mountain gate.
There is nothing abnormal about this. Monks practice hard every day and practice hard. Some strong men practice hard in retreat for hundreds of years. This is normal. He is a monk in Shenhai. He never leaves the door or takes two steps.
Years, there is nothing wrong with that.
The situation in the Southern Barbarian Land is becoming more and more stable. Whether it is the three peaks of the Demonic Path or other forces, the friction between them is much less than in previous years.
As long as the big forces are not in chaos, the small forces and casual cultivators below have little bearing on the overall situation.
But Qin Yang was keenly aware from a lot of news that there were really people who didn't want the Southern Barbarians to stabilize.
Today, a disciple of this family had a conflict with a casual cultivator outside and was killed inexplicably. After going here to take revenge, he discovered that there was a powerful boss behind the casual cultivator...
Tomorrow, an old man from that family, who has a short life span and low strength, but has many descendants, will be affected by the fighting and be accidentally killed...
News like this is hidden under the numerous messages every day. The involvement may not seem big and they are solved quickly, but the number is slowly increasing.
Qin Yang sighed and thought to himself, Sister-in-law Zhang Yan was really right.
Someone wants to provoke a conflict, and among the victims he chooses, in terms of the small cost and the big waves caused, none of them can compare with Qin Yang.
The reason why no one took action against him was simply because he didn't give these people a chance.
In addition, in the past few months, there have been several confirmed incidents that can be regarded as provoking conflicts. Qin Yang can be sure that even if they want to deal with him, they will not send any real masters.
If a master really comes, the rest of the matter will be simple. As long as he dies, Old Ancestor Cui will find the master and kill him, and that's it.
If your death is unclear and unclear, the best effect will be achieved.
Putting aside his thoughts for the time being, Qin Yang took the wine to the edge of the cliff where he often drank, and drank quietly alone.
Halfway through the drink, Zhao Ronghui suddenly came.
"Didn't you go out to do something? Why did you come back so soon?" Qin Yang was quite surprised...
"It's just a small thing that Master gave me. Three months is enough for me to come back..." Zhao Ronghui didn't care much and picked up Qin Yang's wine bottle and poured himself a drink: "It's still you here
There is a lot of good wine, but you are not good at wine. How did you get so much for a long time? Especially the drunkenness last time was really rare and the best. It's a pity that you can't drink it. It's a pity..."
"Ha, if you want to drink heavily, I won't stop you. You are not afraid of death. Even if you drink, I still have stocks here that can make you drunk..." Qin Yang smiled, this guy is nothing like an alcoholic.
It goes well with it, but if I don't drink a few drinks every day, I'll feel uncomfortable all over.
"Don't laugh at me. Although I am a good drinker, I have no intention of drowning in a wine jar. Besides, although this drunken life and dreams are good, it is a bit soft. It is not a drink for men." Zhao Ronghui laughed and did not think so.
Meaning: "Just in time, in three days, the Du family in the nearby Black Eagle City will release the Zikang wine brewed every hundred years. It is a serious liquor that only comes once every hundred years. I ordered it a hundred years ago.
Yes, let’s go together and let you have a taste.”
"Well, you're coming back so soon, aren't you just going to have a drink?" Qin Yang was stunned.
"Brother Qin, you still understand me." Zhao Ronghui laughed loudly and did not deny it: "This Kangjiu is the most potent when it is freshly baked. Those that have been stored in the cellar are a little softer and softer.
Without fun, Brother Qin, you won’t want to miss it, this is a real men’s drink.”
"You have already brought up the issue of whether he is a man, how can I refuse?" Qin Yang's heart moved, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "You want to return to life when you come back, then let's meet directly in Black Eagle City in three days, I
I want to try the manly wine you mentioned. If it doesn't live up to its name, I'll scold you."
"Hahaha, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to drink anymore and will make a fool of yourself on the spot..."
…
Three days later, before daybreak, Qin Yang reported to Patriarch Cui and went down the mountain.
"Master, Zhao Ronghui invited me to go to Black Eagle City for wine tasting. I will come back as soon as I go."
"Well, go ahead and be careful along the way." Cui Laozu didn't say much, just replied casually.
Qin Yang arrived at the mountain gate. When the disciple guarding the gate saw Qin Yang, he immediately bowed and saluted.
"I've met Master Qin. Master Qin is going out so early. If you need to do something, just give him an order. Why bother Master Qin to do it himself?"
"Oh, there is nothing to do. Junior nephew Zhao Ronghui invited me to Black Eagle City to taste the newly released Zikang wine. He has been bragging about it for a long time. I want to go and see if it is not worthy of the name." Qin Yang smiled.
, replied casually.
"Oh, that's it. I've finally become somewhat stable recently, but those casual cultivators are fighting more and more fiercely all day long. Disciple, please find someone to escort Master Qin."
"No need, Black Eagle City is not far from the sect. I will be there at noon. Martial Nephew Zhao can't wait. I think he is already there..."
"Oh, no wonder the disciple didn't see Zhao Zhen coming out after his shift today. It turns out he left long ago..."
"Yes, he is a drunkard. He must be more active than anyone else in this kind of thing. He rushes to finish his work and return to the clan just to drink."
After saying a few polite words, Qin Yang walked out of the mountain gate alone.
Flying into the sky, Qin Yang glanced back at the mountain gate and headed towards Black Eagle City at full speed.
After flying for two hours, Qin Yang landed on a mountaintop, looking around from a distance, thinking secretly in his heart.
The mountain gate is not far from Black Eagle City. Since the flying boat is too slow, it is the fastest to turn into light on its own and use the escape method. Ordinary Shenhai monks can fly with all their strength for two hours, which should have consumed a lot of money. They need to recover after falling down.
Keep it up, this is normal.
If someone is really watching and looking for an opportunity to take action, now is their best and only chance.
Going forward, we are too close to Black Hawk City. No matter who the people in Black Hawk City are, it is impossible and they dare not let me die on their territory.
He took out an elixir, chewed it as a jelly bean, and sat on the top of the mountain, pretending to recover his true energy.
After half a stick of incense, Qin Yang suddenly opened his eyes and looked ahead.
A ray of divine light flew in front, followed closely by two rays of divine light.
Just looking at it from a distance and sensing it for a moment, Qin Yang slowly stood up and thought to himself.
"coming."
"One mid-stage spiritual stage, two late-stage spiritual stage, they want my life. It seems that the other party's understanding of my strength is still only a year ago..."
Think about it, how much improvement can an ordinary Shenhai monk make in more than a year? His strength has continued to improve, and the progress has been rapid. However, in more than a year, he has hardly made any serious moves.
Even Patriarch Cui may not really understand what his strength is.
His physical strength has surpassed the Shenhai stage, but because now body refining and qi refining are intertwined, the body refining realm cannot climb to the next realm, but his strength is constantly rising.
Relying purely on their own strength, without the help of external force, these three people are no longer able to kill him.
If you add Chou Ji and Haoyang Bao Zhong, and borrow the power of the magic hand, you can directly open it and kill these three people, there will be no suspense at all.
At this moment, these three people came from the direction of Black Hawk City, blocking his route to Black Hawk City, as if they were afraid that he would escape to Black Hawk City...
After thinking about it this way, when I left the mountain gate, I met the disciple who I had never met before but who was extremely enthusiastic. There was really something wrong with him.
He was afraid that he would pass the news on if he changed hands...
Qin Yang stood on the top of the mountain, watching the three people passing by, and wanted to see how these three people, who seemed to be chasing one after the other, would involve him...
The person fleeing at the front seemed to have discovered Qin Yang on the top of the mountain. He fell from the air and transformed into a body. He slashed out a sword to block the two people behind him and shouted at Qin Yang.
"Why are you still here? The matter has been exposed. Run away!"
Two people appeared behind him, one on the left and one on the right, pinching Qin Yang and the man holding the sword in the middle.
"No one can escape!"
Qin Yang touched his head, with a look of surprise on his face.
These bastards are really simple and crude...
In order to protect themselves, the fleeing person does not ask for help, but pretends to know him and tells him to run away quickly.
Therefore, the other two who were chasing him would naturally take him down as a companion.
Naturally, if Qin Yang wanted to protect himself, he would have no chance to explain and could only join the battle group...
Isn't it normal for him to be hacked to death here during a chaotic battle?
"Everyone, I don't know him at all. Although I am a kind-hearted person who loves justice and loves to draw a sword to help when there is injustice, but this bastard wants to trick me. So don't blame me for being rude. You want to
Cut him to death and I'll help you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yang shouted loudly, and the blazing energy of the sun began to steam up all over his body. The majestic power of the sun came down, as if it had turned into a scorching sun in the sky, making it difficult for people to look directly at him.
Before the pursuer could say anything, Qin Yang started fighting with the man holding the knife...
The two men who were chasing after them probably didn't expect this situation, and they had some astonishment on their faces. After looking at each other, they immediately joined the battle group and besieged the man with the knife together.
Qin Yang used the method of opening the Taiyang with three yangs. The rising sun pulled out the moon, and the power of Haoyang was aroused to the extreme. At this moment, he was hanging in the air, holding seals with his hands, and surrounded by the divine light of the sun, like a curtain of rain, pouring down that person.
The man with the knife is shrouded in it.
Under the shining light of this great sun, it seems to be positive and awe-inspiring, but in fact it is the most cruel. If the flesh and blood are washed away by the light, the bones and flesh will be thinned out in a matter of seconds, and the flesh and blood will turn into pus and blood. It is the most restrained.
Physical training.
This person is a practitioner of the art of swordsmanship, and his physical body is certainly not bad. He is the strongest in close combat. Using this method and hanging from a distance is the best method.
And this is also the best choice for an orthodox Qi Refining monk when fighting this kind of person.
Qin Yang was hanging far away, and it seemed that he had taken action with all his strength. At least his momentum was very powerful, but he was the safest.
Be a Dharma Master, just stand far away and rub fireballs...
The other three people in the fight were extremely dangerous and fought fiercely. At least Qin Yang didn't notice that they were pretending to fight.
Qin Yang made up his mind. Even if the situation in front of him was overthinking, it was purely a coincidence.
Then he has to kill the guy with the knife first, and then he has to trick a passer-by to death. Zhang Zhengyi may not be able to do such a shameless thing...
The battle group kept moving and getting closer, Qin Yang retreated a bit, on the one hand, he was also guarding against the other two.
So, I kept hanging like this, and the divine light of the sun brushed down wave after wave, slowly consuming it.
The scene was so deadlocked...
As time goes by, Qin Yang’s talent begins to show some flavor...
These three bastards are not at a higher level of self-control and want to consume themselves to death, right?
Wanting to kill a person who has practiced the Secret Code of Burial in the Sea...
Well, the difficulty is a bit high.
All in all, a normal Shenhai monk would have consumed quite a lot of energy by this time.
As soon as the thought came to mind, when Qin Yang rubbed the fire ball, the power began to slowly weaken, and it looked like it was quite consumed.
The fierce battle lasted only two sticks of incense. Each of the three people was injured, but none of them were serious. They just looked miserable.
As Qin Yang's terrifying momentum slowly weakened, the battlefield began to slowly approach Qin Yang.
When they were no more than a mile away from each other, a sword flew out from the center of the battle group where the divine light shone, and struck Qin Yang head-on in the head.
"I will kill you first even if I die!" The sword cultivator shouted fiercely, and his back was hit by a divine light. The protective magic weapon shattered, and he rushed out of the battle group, facing the divine light of the sun.
Come up.
Under the wash of the divine light of the sun, the sword was repaired all over the body, the skin was torn apart, the skin turned into blood, and the flesh and blood had a tendency to begin to melt away...
The sword fell, and the sun that Qin Yang transformed into was split open, and the halo exploded. Qin Yang screamed and flew backwards. A knife edge penetrated from his right shoulder to his left abdomen. It looked extremely miserable.
…
"This man saw us, kill him together!" One of the two men saw that both Qin Yang and the sword cultivator were seriously injured, and immediately shouted, turned around and killed Qin Yang, who was seriously injured.
A large black seal fell from mid-air, turned into a hundred-foot radius, and hit Qin Yang's head.
Qin Yang fell to the ground, his eyes dimmed and his gaze as calm as water. He watched the big seal fall quietly, but his body seemed to be struggling to get up. After blood spurted out from the wound, he fell down again.
Just when the big seal was about to fall, there was a loud shout and an explosion in the air.
"court death!"
A phantom flashed, and Zhao Ronghui appeared under the big seal. He held it against the big seal with one hand, and with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, he held it with his bare hands, and the big seal suddenly collapsed.
When the two people saw Zhao Ronghui, their expressions changed drastically, and they turned around and ran away.
However, they saw the shadow of a large, dim river appearing at some point, surrounding several miles, and directly involving the two of them. As the waves rolled, the two of them screamed in agony, but struggled to escape.
Qin Yang opened his mouth. He was about to say to save his life, but then he glanced at the bruised sword cultivator, and with a thought, he swallowed the words that came to his lips.
It's possible that these two people don't know anything, but this sword cultivator is the key to getting him involved. It's impossible for him to know nothing.
The yellow wave rolled over, and the two people disappeared under the waves, and the screams stopped abruptly.
But at this moment, Zhao Ronghui's expression changed slightly, and the shadow of the river circled in several circles, surrounding the sword cultivator.
A dazzling divine light shone inside, and the shadow of the river swayed endlessly. One after another, the blades converged into a big river, rushing into the sky along the missing place above the shadow of Huangquan.
When the phantom of the river dissipated, the sword cultivator had disappeared.
"He actually blew himself up..." Zhao Ronghui looked ugly and glanced at Qin Yang: "Brother Qin, are you okay? What's going on? Who are these people?"
"Hey, I don't know. That sword cultivator was being chased by these two people. When he saw me, he pretended to know me and told me to run away. Then these two bastards got me involved. It was an unreasonable disaster for me. Fortunately,
You just happened to show up, otherwise, I would definitely be dead..." Qin Yang took a pill, and the wound slowly recovered...
"What happened to appear? This is the result of your clever thinking. I told you yesterday in the sect that I have to go out to do some errands, but I will definitely arrive at Black Eagle City at noon. I see the traces here, you are
I will specifically lead them to my only way to save myself..." Zhao Ronghui unhappily exposed Qin Yang's words.
"You can see, I don't think you will definitely show up, so there is nothing to worry about..." Qin Yang smiled, slowly sat up, and after taking a dragon's blood pill, his skin was injured
He recovered quickly, at least it seems to have recovered...
"If something like this happened, don't go there today. I'll send you back to recover first." Zhao Ronghui glanced at the big pit in the distance and felt something was wrong. Originally, it seemed that the sword cultivator was seriously injured, so he didn't plan to say anything.
He said he would kill him, but who would have thought that this man would self-destruct without hesitation...
"It's okay, it's just a skin injury. Isn't it very common for this kind of thing to harm the fish? I've been thinking about you for a few days when you boasted about Zikang wine." Qin Yang stood up, his face looking a little pale: "
Let's go, don't think so much, it's just an accident, this little injury is nothing."
"Are you really okay?"
"Are you a woman? You belong to my mother-in-law."
"Haha, as long as everything is fine, let's go quickly." Seeing Qin Yang's determination, Zhao Ronghui laughed immediately and took Qin Yang to Black Eagle City.
Qin Yang glanced at the large crater formed by the self-destruction not far away, and narrowed his eyes slightly. For some reason, he suddenly felt that if someone really wanted to kill him, it might not be that simple.
This game, compared with the previous ones, seems a bit crude...
Even if you want to kill him, who is a little guy from the sea of shenhai on the surface, it is a bit too simple and crude.
…
Emerging from the dark underground hall, a man in black stood with his back to the top, looking at a map on the wall.
"Is it over?"
There was a person kneeling on the ground below.
"My lord, forgive me. I had already severely damaged him and was about to succeed, but Zhao Ronghui suddenly appeared. The two chess pieces were killed by him with the force of thunder. Our people consciously failed in their mission and could not fall into Zhao Ronghui's hands and self-destructed.
Even if he dies without leaving anything behind, it will eventually arouse suspicion..."
"Why did Zhao Ronghui appear there?"
"It has been found out that Zhao Ronghui made an appointment with Qin Yang to go to Black Eagle City for wine tasting, and left the Huangquan Demon Sect yesterday. However, something happened on the way and he was delayed for a day. He rushed to Black Eagle City today, so he happened to meet
, please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter, for the sake of a hit, this time is just a test. Qin Yang is a good chess piece. He can't die in anyone's hands. He must die to achieve the maximum value. Okay.
, you go down, you don’t have to worry about what happens next.”
"My subordinates resign."
The people below retreated, and the man in black continued to stand in front of the map, silent for a long time.
After a long time, a shadow appeared next to him.
"What are you going to do?"
"This chess piece must be used well. Only if it dies in his hands can it achieve its maximum value."
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