After thinking about it, I feel that this is just a coincidence, and I didn't mean it intentionally.
After all, the main purpose of coming to the Southern Territory was not to fight against the Nine-Finger Divine Lord, but to return to the Thief Gate.
Recognition of the door and so on are secondary, mainly due to issues in cultivation.
Shenhai, Lingtai, Shenmen, the three major realms of practice, the main method is the second volume of the Sea Burial Secret Book, the most important thing is to bury the sea of qi, turn into the sea eye, and smash the upper limit of your own blue tube.
reason.
The Wu Xian Sutra added later is just necessary, and the Huang Quan Secret Sutra is the icing on the cake.
Even though the current realm is only the Divine Sea, it is actually just to accumulate foundation and not rush to advance to the realm, but the strength is still improving.
If you really want to advance, you can directly climb to the Lingtai realm now.
Therefore, it is time to start thinking about what kind of disciplines you need to major in after Shenmen, and prepare for a rainy day.
Before being promoted to the Divine Sea, the situation was very embarrassing. The foundation was already so profound that it was difficult to suppress, but still could not find the Secret Book of Burial Sea, so I settled for the next best thing, but I was not willing to do so.
Later, I was able to successfully complete the Secret Book of Burial in the Sea, and there was also an element of luck in it.
At that time, the body of Lord Burial of the Sea was broken into pieces, with only one leg left. I didn't even find out the Secret Code of Burial of the Sea, but I still found the inheritance in the futon he left behind.
Next time, I may not have such good luck.
Not to mention that it has not yet been determined which method he will major in after Shenmen.
I have read all the records in the classics and found all the records I can find. I have looked at the characteristics of the classics of each sect and eliminated those that conflict with the classics of my own practice or have overlapping strengths. The remaining ones are all of their own.
There are pros and cons.
From the current introduction, the method that I like the most is the Beidou Star Sect in the territory of the Dayan Dynasty to the north of the Daying Dynasty.
It is said that a long time ago, they came from the same sect as the Nandou Star Sect in the southern barbarian land, and they had two separate lines.
The South Dipper governs life, and the North Dipper governs death.
The Beidou Star Sect's sect's classic book, the Seven Killing Scriptures of the Big Dipper, is known as the Star Fighting Formation. After it is completed, the stars will surround you. With a single thought, you can turn the stars in the sky for your own use. It can be called a human-shaped map cannon.
If you add in the fact that you have completed the Secret Book of Burial in the Sea, and your magic power is as vast as a sea of smoke, far exceeding that of monks of the same level, then you are a master of tricks, a master among masters.
There are only these introductions in some classics, and there are no specific details. There are no shortcomings or anything like that.
This made Qin Yang calm down a lot. This kind of method has all advantages and is so powerful, but the Beidou Star Sect has never seen it go to heaven.
I have never even heard that the Beidou Star Sect has produced any powerful person.
Among the descendants of the Secret Book of Burial in the Sea, there was at least one titled Taoist Lord.
It was precisely because of his uncertainty and because Old Man Wei specifically said last time that he knew there was a Dharma that was suitable for Qin Yang to practice behind the Shenmen, but Old Man Wei only said that the Dharma was within the scope of the Great Ying Divine Dynasty and was very secretive.
He didn't even explain which method he was from, so he had to go back for an interview.
Qin Yang estimated that it was probably because old man Wei saw that he, the next evangelist, was showing off in all kinds of ways outside. He was so happy that he didn't want to go back, so he found an excuse to fool him.
go back.
I thought so in my heart, but for the sake of my future and to recognize the mountain gate, I had to go back.
Returning to the present, thinking about it so much doesn’t actually have much effect. Just set a long-term goal.
The clone left the hook fence, turned a corner, and after confirming that no one noticed it, it was in an inconspicuous place on the street where people were coming and going. The clone disappeared silently, and a fallen hair also disappeared.
Then it turned into ashes and dispersed in the wind...
On the other side, Qin Yang, who was shopping, paused slightly and returned to normal with a flash of his eyes. The memories experienced by the clone were as if he had experienced them himself. What he saw, heard, and thought were all the same.
"Uncle Qin?" Le Qiyi asked suspiciously when Qin Yang stopped suddenly.
"Oh, it's okay. I just saw so many food for sale on the street, and I was in a daze. This place is prosperous, which is very different from the southern barbarian land. I just lamented that Master has no time to come here..."
"Laozu Cui's skills are unparalleled. I have heard my father say it many times. If it were anyone else, I would miss him too." Le Qiyi couldn't help but smile and pointed to a store not far away.
"Uncle Qin, if you want to find someone with Patriarch Cui's skills here, I'm afraid it will be difficult. However, there is still some good wine here. This shop has been open for thousands of years, and their five
The flower brew has such a unique taste that most people would not dare to try it..."
"Why is it unique?"
"They brew wine from five kinds of poisonous flowers, but there is more than one kind of wine. Most monks only dare to drink the worst five-flower wine, and they don't dare to drink the better ones..."
"Let's go and have a taste." Qin Yang smiled cheerfully and responded casually.
He will go out for a walk with Le Qiyi now. Not only is he quietly relaxing, but they are also walking around. On the other side, there are also clones in the intelligence network to receive news.
At least in appearance, he is distinguished from the big boss of the intelligence network.
Otherwise, when he comes to Yucheng, the intelligence network will be taken over. Not to mention being discovered, at least he will be on the suspect list.
It is absolutely impossible to say that the three leaders did not secretly check the identity of the new adult.
But now, at least when someone with an intention to draw the line of suspicion, he will be excluded.
Yucheng is the capital of Qianyuzhou and the center of all aspects of Qianyuzhou. The distance between the city and the city is nearly a hundred miles, and there are not only 800,000 people coming in and out every day.
With such a huge number, if you want to find a person, you must first delineate a large area, and then continuously narrow the area until there are only a few key suspects left, and then focus on the investigation.
But now, he, Qin Yang, was Le Qiyi's uncle. He was seriously injured and his energy and blood were greatly damaged. In addition, he was not at a high level. He came to the southern realm just to cultivate.
The suspicion itself is not high, and in addition, he and the big boss of the intelligence network appeared in different places at the same time. From the first step, he will be excluded from the suspicion.
Because in such a large-scale elimination step, it is impossible to have that kind of detailed investigation.
Qin Yang feels very calm now. If he wants to master an intelligence network, in addition to running for others, and when he is not strong enough to ignore everything, he naturally has to be mysterious enough.
The group of people arrived under the restaurant. The plaque hanging on the door also had three simple and clear words: Wuhua Niang.
When I looked out the door, there were not many people inside. There were only a few sparse tables on the first floor, and it seemed that business was not very good.
When you step into the door, you immediately feel the refreshing and sweet smell of alcohol entering your nose.
Qin Yang sniffed his nose and realized that there was a threshold here. If he were weaker, he would probably get drunk and lose face as soon as he entered the gate.
Entering the door and going upstairs, there are even fewer people on the second floor. There are only two tables with no private rooms and no partitions. The environment does not look good at all.
"Le Qiyi, I didn't expect to see you here. Didn't I hear that you went to those smoky places full of barbarians? Why can't you bear to come back so soon?"
As soon as Le Qiyi and Qin Yang came up with their people, they immediately heard someone saying hello.
Sitting at a table by the window, there was a young man wearing a jade crown and dressed as a scholar. He was smiling and did not get up, just looking at everyone up and down.
Le Qiyi's face darkened and she didn't even look at him. She just stretched out her hand to lead Qin Yang to the table on the other side.
The young man was asking for trouble, but he was not angry. When he saw Le Qi Yi trailing half a step behind Qin Yang, he spoke again.
"Le Qiyi, this one is very eye-catching. I have seen all the famous princes in the southern border. This is not the prince from Lidu. You don't introduce me. You are really not polite."
Already."
After the young man finished speaking, he immediately stood up and cupped his hands.
"I am Bian Suren. My father is the Marquis of Tian. I don't know that this young master has a distinguished surname."
At this time, Le Qiyi could no longer ignore him. Without waiting for Qin Yang to speak, he took a step forward and looked at Bian Suren with a stern face.
"This is my father's junior brother, Senior Uncle Qin Yang, Bian Suren. I don't want to argue with you today. Don't ask for trouble."
"Oh..." Bian Suren showed a look of surprise on his face, smiled, and picked up the wine glass: "I have heard that this is the barbarian from the south... Oh, I'm sorry, I speak straightforwardly, don't be surprised, this is the southern barbarian.
He is a handsome man from this land. I originally thought he was quite young, but I didn’t expect that this brother Qin... is so young. He is a guest from afar. I hope that brother Qin can live well in the south. I’d like to toast you. Let’s do it first.
Out of respect."
Bian Suren drank the wine in his glass in one gulp. Someone beside him had already poured the wine and brought it to Qin Yang.
Le Qiyi wanted to reach out, but was stopped by Bian Suren.
"Le Qiyi, you are really not big or small. I am toasting your uncle, how dare you reach out and take it?"
Qin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly. There was no anger in his heart, but a strange feeling...
How long……
How long has it been since anyone dared to call him Brother Qin? How dare he be his elder brother? How inflated is his self-confidence.
This guy wants to verbally take advantage of Le Qiyi, who is a generation above him, but how dare he offend others so casually?
It seems that the good public security and the overall stable environment are not necessarily all good things.
At least before, Qin Yang had never seen such a person who was obviously not very strong, but dared to offend others casually, and still lived well.
Marquis Chentian, isn't he the Nine-Finger Divine Marquis? And the guy in front of him didn't even introduce himself as the heir apparent. He was definitely the kind of son who had no hope of inheriting the title.
As soon as Qin Yang's arm moved, Le Qiyi quickly grabbed Qin Yang's arm, while the guards on the side turned pale with fright and tensed up, ready to stop Qin Yang at any time...
"Uncle Qin, fighting is not allowed in the city. This man is the second son of the Nine Finger Divine Marquis. Although he is not the prince, he is deeply loved. Don't worry about it. I will handle this matter. You must not take action! If you take action
, someone caught me!"
Le Qiyi quietly transmitted the message to Qin Yang, fearing that Qin Yang would be the same as before, not talking nonsense at all, and that he would be completely destroyed when he came up, not even the scum was left.
Qin Yang looked back at Le Qiyi, with a question mark on his head...
When will I be ready to kill this Bian Suren?
It’s not easy to meet a dandy, how novel it is, and how bad it would be to kill him. I also want to experience the dandy of the Great Ying Dynasty and play with him...
"Qi Yi, what are you stopping me from seeing? I'm just having a drink with this very polite young man. Anyway, isn't the reason I'm here just to try Wuhua Bean? Don't worry, although I'm injured,
My qi and blood are severely damaged, but I’ll be fine if I drink some wine..."
Qin Yang gave Le Qiyi a reassuring look.
Le Qiyi was hesitant, really uneasy, always feeling that Uncle Qin, who didn't even know he had a bad temper, would kill Bian Suren in front of him on the spot.
With a smile on his face, Qin Yang drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. After finishing the drink, he frowned.
"It's refreshing and sweet, which is quite good. Unfortunately, I'm used to drinking strong liquor. I really don't like this bland wine."
"If you want something stronger, that's easy. These are just five-flower wine suitable for Shenhai monks. Among the many five-flower wine, they rank fourth..." Bian Suren laughed and looked at the waiter waiting in the distance.
Waved his hand: "Go and get a jar of six-grade Wuhua brew."
Le Qiyi wanted to say something, but was stopped by Qin Yang.
"Qi Yi, if someone invites me to drink, you can't stop me. To be honest, I have never drunk this kind of wine in the southern barbarian land. Although it is not strong, it has a unique flavor."
"Don't dare to disturb my uncle's elegant mood." Le Qiyi nodded and stood behind Qin Yang.
After a while, a wine jar the size of a human head was brought in. After opening it, the smell of wine spurted out. Several people around him just sniffed the smell of wine, and their faces immediately became rosy, as if they were drunk.
"It's really not suitable to use a wine cup for this strong liquor. Why don't we use a wine bowl." Bian Suren finished his words, and regardless of what Qin Yang said, he put on the wine bowl.
The wine poured out, glowing with a light golden amber color, a layer of golden mist, spiraling into a small golden snake, spinning continuously on top of the wine bowl.
"Please." Qin Yang picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Feeling the smell of alcohol overflowing from his body and the complex toxins contained in the wine, he felt inexplicably disappointed.
I thought how toxic this wine would be, but it turns out that it is just a mixture of several toxins, turning into wine liquid and odor. If it can be digested, it will be a great tonic. If it cannot be digested, it will become highly toxic.
.
It's a pity, compared with the real poison, it's still a lot worse...
Even though it is highly toxic, he is not even qualified to activate the magic power to remove toxins and dissolve toxins. He can forcibly digest it without using any real energy.
It’s no wonder that the person in front of me, who is at least half-footed in the divine gate, dares to drink a bowl at a time...
After Bian Suren drank a bowl of wine, he saw that Qin Yang's expression did not change, and he still had the look of a little lack of color on his face. He didn't even feel any fluctuations in his true energy...
He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. After drinking the sixth-grade Wuhua brew, he had to mobilize his true energy to digest it. Unexpectedly, the guy in front of him had no reaction at all.
"It's a little stronger than the one just now, but it still feels a bit worse after all. The son of the noble Lord Tian is not willing to order some good wine when he invites people to drink?"
Qin Yang put down the wine bowl, looking at Bian Suren with a hint of disappointment and muttering to himself.
Bian Suren's expression changed, and he finally felt that something was not right. At this moment, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him came from the southern barbarian land where poisons were everywhere and the poisonous miasma was permeated. This Wuhua Brewing, for the people in the southern border,
It is a dangerous thing that requires courage to drink, but for people in the southern barbarian land, this may not be the case...
But looking at Qin Yang's aura, the aura that Qin Yang exudes, no matter how you look at it, it's still not as good as it is.
This is deceiving him!
I bet he wouldn't dare to drink Qipin Wuhua Brewing.
"Oh, the better ones shouldn't be cheap. If you're short of money, I'll treat you to it." Qin Yang said oh and turned to look at the waiter: "Do you have the seventh-grade Wuhua brew?"
"No." The waiter seemed to have seen many people who overestimate their abilities. He replied calmly: "The guest's drinking power is probably not strong enough to drink this wine."
"Well, you go and get it. The son of the noble Lord Tian will not rely on your drinking money when he gets drunk. If he is short of money, I will pay for him."
"guest……"
"I said, you can have it!" Qin Yang threw a wooden box to the waiter: "This is the money for the wine."
The waiter took the wooden box and opened it just a slit, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then nodded: "Okay, if the customer is too drunk, it has nothing to do with our store."
After a while, the waiter brought a small wine bottle.
The wine pot was tilted, and the golden wine inside turned into a thin line and fell into the small wine cup.
The smell of alcohol was very light, but it was such a light smell that it made the person behind Bian Suren turn red, like a cooked prawn, and keep retreating with fear on his face.
A blush appeared on Le Qiyi's face, and his body swayed. He was pulled back a certain distance by the guard.
The only ones sitting at the wine table were Bian Suren and Qin Yang.
Qin Yang's expression remained as usual, without any change, while Bian Suren seemed to be drunk, his eyes became blurred, and he was trying his best to stay awake.
"Mr. Bian, thank you for the wine. Come on, let's drink."
Qin Yang picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp, squinting his eyes slightly as if he was savoring the wine.
After a few breaths, Qin Yang put down the wine glass and was surprised when he saw Bian Suren holding the wine cup and not drinking yet.
"Is this a custom in the south? If you invite someone to drink, don't you drink it yourself? Or... is this a tradition of the Chentian Marquis Mansion?"
Bian Suren's expression changed. If he didn't drink the wine today, it would be reported tomorrow that Bian Suren from the Chentian Marquis Mansion was a coward. In a few days, the news might become even more unpleasant.
It was related to his and the Hou Mansion's reputation. Let's not talk about it. If his father or the prince knew about it, he would definitely end up miserable.
Furthermore, he still didn’t believe that the person in front of him, as well as Le Qiyi, really dared to watch him die here!
Bian Suren gritted his teeth, held the wine cup, and drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking the wine, Bian Suren's complexion suddenly turned red, his eyes became blurry and lost focus, and the fluctuations of his true energy on his body became chaotic...
It's like the poison has spread.
"It seems that Mr. Bian's drinking capacity is really bad. He got drunk after just one drink."
Qin Yang held the wine flask by himself and poured another glass. He looked around and saw that there was no one in the place where the smell of wine was lingering.
Even the people who came with Bian Suren did not dare to get close. They could only watch Bian Suren lying on the table, twitching from time to time.
Qin Yang drank another glass, closed his eyes, and savored the taste of the wine. The golden smell of wine circled around several feet and became more intense.
But in front of Bian Suren, the twitching of his body became weaker and weaker, and his breath became weaker and weaker...
Qin Yang watched with cold eyes, poured another glass, and just watched quietly, watching the other person's vitality being swallowed up by the alcohol poison, watching the other person's skin and flesh seem to be shrinking, unmoved.
"Uncle Qin..." Le Qiyi couldn't help shouting, and his back was wet with cold sweat.
He finally understood that he had lost his mind and believed what Uncle Qin said, saying it was just a glass of wine...
This is not about drinking. It is obvious that you want to punish people to death.
Seeing that Bian Suren was about to die from the poison, and his vitality began to weaken, those who followed him were completely panicked and wanted to come in and take Bian Suren away.
But whether it was their bodies or their strength, as soon as they came into contact with the lingering smell of alcohol, they immediately fell to the ground as if they were drunk.
Qin Yang, however, still sat at the table and drank his third cup with a calm expression.
At this time, I saw an old man with drooped eyelids outside the place where the smell of alcohol was lingering. He stepped out and appeared there. A layer of divine light floated on the old man's body. He stepped into the place where the smell of alcohol was lingering.
He picked up Bian Suren by the back of his neck, turned around and left without saying a word.
The swirling golden smell of wine slowly dissipated, and Le Qiyi dared to step forward and cupped his hands with a grimace.
"Uncle Qin..."
"Be happy, why are you looking so grim? It was Bian Suren who wanted to drink himself, and insisted on inviting me to drink. It was also the last drink he drank. I didn't force him. He couldn't drink anymore. Who's to blame?" Qin Yang
With a smile on his face, he comforted Le Qiyi with a few words.
In the first two days when he came here, he really didn't understand the rules of the game here, but after staying here for these days, he was not just idle.
He discovered the biggest shortcoming of the people here.
Want face.
Many times, conflicts arise simply because of face issues.
The more powerful you are, the more so.
Moreover, everything is one thing on the surface and another on the truth. Most of the time, it is the surface that is more important.
So, it makes sense for someone like Jiuzhi Shenhou, who is rather shameless in his actions, to succeed.
Then put it on yourself...
Hahaha, such a thing as shame has long since disappeared.
In such a place, which is quite chaotic compared to the Divine Dynasty, those who care about face will not live long.
I just didn't expect that this dandy would be so stupid that he would actually dare to drink for the sake of face.
It's a pity that I didn't see this cute dandy completely poisoned to death. At most, he only had some damage to his foundation and was weak for a period of time.
That old man should be the bodyguard assigned by the Nine Fingers Divine Marquis. Such a person would not appear unless he was about to die.
As for the future, Qin Yang doesn't have to worry about it. At best, this matter is just a show of vindictiveness. He didn't pretend well and almost died. Who's to blame?
It's like fighting outside. If you win, the follow-up matters will definitely be handled by the elders who think you have a bad face.
Lost the fight?
If you lose, you still have the nerve to come back and complain about me? If I don’t beat you to death, you will be an embarrassment to me!