Chapter 463 Don't be complacent, fight to the death
The night is not over yet, but the world has returned to its original dead silence.
All the black horned dragons that appeared tonight were devoured cleanly by the black jade divine gate with a huge appetite.
Qin Yang was lying on the ground, his eyes empty, looking like he was exhausted.
There were so many things that he needed to think about, and he always felt like there wasn't enough time. There seemed to be countless clues, twisted into a ball of yarn in his mind, but he couldn't find where the thread was.
I didn’t bother to think too much about the Black Jade Divine Sect. It was just an increase of seven from the start, with its own special effects, and it was clicked again to increase ten.
Anyway, I can't push it away. Why do I think so much? It will be used as a magic weapon in the future. If I encounter any strong person in the future, the advantages of being broken may outweigh the disadvantages.
What he wants to think about now is how to figure out everything here.
I thought my brain hurt, but I still couldn't find where the thread was.
"Don't think about it, it's daybreak." Meng Yi warned softly. He could also see that Qin Yang was already overthinking, which was not a good thing for a monk who had just advanced.
Logically speaking, it would take some time to meditate, but now, there is really no other way.
As Meng Yi's words fell, the dark and silent night transitioned into the bright and peaceful day in just a dozen breaths, and the overall atmosphere and feeling were instantly different.
Everything that happened during the night disappeared.
The remaining traces on the ground disappeared, and the cracks on the ground caused by the fall of the black jade divine gate also dissipated, as if they were in a different world silently.
Meng Yi took Qin Yang to the top of a mountain. When he looked up into the distance, the golden sunlight shining down from nowhere brought a refreshing warmth to the soul. The little bit of night breath remaining on them also followed.
Sweeped away.
The air is still filled with the fragrance of green grass, and there is also the water vapor with a faint earthy smell carried by the gurgling river, and there is also a faint smell of livestock and animal excrement.
Numerous smells arrived first, and they were not very pleasant, but Qin Yang felt a lot more comfortable in his heart and his head felt a lot more relaxed.
There is a strong vitality in the tranquility, as if it is only at this moment that people feel as if they are still alive.
The two of them stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance. A girl with a ponytail and coarse clothes stood by the river, trying to pull out the buffalo that was drowning in the water, but the buffalo was lying there, taking its time.
They were chewing water plants, unmoved.
The girl was furious, stepped forward, hugged the buffalo's neck and pulled it outward, but it still had no effect.
A moment later, a man dressed as a scholar, carrying a bag and looking like a temple priest, passed by the river and laughed out loud when he looked at the girl.
"Why don't you put a nose ring on it?"
The girl still hugged the buffalo's neck and said a word without looking back.
"dislike."
"Then you can't get away with it like this."
"Who said that when the big cow is full, he will come out on his own."
"Then why did you pull it out?"
"I like it." The girl then looked back at the scholar and wrinkled her nose: "Who are you?"
"Xiaosheng Yinggan, courtesy name Jiutian, may I ask this girl, is this place already near Kunlun?"
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Qin Yang looked at this scene from a distance, his expression slightly startled.
"Mountain Ghost Empress?"
"Yes, they look exactly the same. The charm between her eyebrows is a little lighter, with a hint of ethereal innocence. But it's definitely her."
Qin Yang looked around and suddenly realized why Uncle Meng said before that the mountain ghosts were buried here.
Not only are the mountain ghosts buried here, but also Yinglong's best memories that couldn't bear to disappear with him.
After watching from a distance for a long time, countless thoughts gathered in Qin Yang's mind, and he finally found the thread.
He guessed right, and there is no need to be willing to degenerate in the future, to rectify the good and guard the evil.
Sure enough, he is suitable to be a good person, so he can win bets.
The mountain ghost is indeed Yinglong's mistress.
Just seeing this scene, Qin Yang's mind immediately deduced some subsequent events.
Heiying was right. In that era, as Ying Long, he would not have anything to do with a mountain ghost.
And he was right. If a man did a lot of things and left a lot of traces because of a woman, but the status gap was particularly large, there would be no second outcome except that he fell in love with her.
The mountain ghost back then was just like the bright and warm picture in front of her. She was just an ordinary human girl who accidentally met Ying Long, who became an adult and hung out with the human race.
This is the beginning. What happens next cannot be inferred, but a result can basically be guessed.
That was this girl. Later, her beauty disappeared and her vitality was cut off. Yinglong also failed to save her in time for some reasons, and only saved the girl's undissipated soul.
Then, later on, if the girl could not be resurrected, she could only find another way to turn the girl into another kind of creature.
Mountain ghost.
The mountain ghost uses the mountain as its foundation and feeds on offerings of wishes. She is the mountain, and the mountain is her. If she chooses this way, and with the presence of the Great God Yinglong, sooner or later, she will transcend, lose her bondage, and transform into another kind of ghost.
New creatures appear in this world.
In this way, it is no different from resurrection. The consciousness is still the same consciousness, and the person is still the same person, except that the body has been changed.
However, the mountain ghost's unique advantage is also a fatal fetter.
As long as the mountains and rivers collapse, the sky peaks collapse, and the mountains are destroyed, the mountain ghosts who are based on the mountains will naturally die.
This is the reason why there are no mountain ghosts at all in this era.
In ancient times, it is said that there was a great war that destroyed the world and turned the world upside down. The ancient heaven and the ancient underworld were both shattered, and all the sacred mountains that once existed were also shattered.
At that time, the mountain ghosts based on the sacred mountain must be dead. The ordinary mountain ghosts have a very small chance of surviving in that catastrophe. Even if they can survive, they will still be enough to survive before all the dust settles.
All the mountain ghosts were consumed to death.
But after ancient times, the vitality of heaven and earth collapsed, and there were no conditions for the breeding of mountain ghosts. So now, there are only legends, but there are no real mountain ghosts anymore.
With the identity and strength of the Great God Yinglong, he would definitely not choose a mountain casually as a foundation for the girl. There is a 100% chance that it would be a sacred mountain.
I just listened to the conversation between these two people and mentioned that this place seemed to be near Kunlun.
And Kunlun is a sacred mountain that was firmly ranked in the top ten in ancient times. Nine times out of ten, the great god Yinglong chose Kunlun.
It's a pity that in today's era, there are still clear records that Kunlun had already collapsed and disappeared at the end of ancient times.
After deducing the guess, Qin Yang felt as if he had been holding in a sneeze for several days and finally let it out. He was really refreshed.
The details may not be right. For example, how did the girl die? With the strength of the Great God Yinglong, couldn't he resurrect a mortal?
Putting aside the details that are difficult to verify, in general, it should be like this.
Shangui was buried here, and Yinglong's best memories, which he didn't want to disappear with his death, were also left here.
Oops, why do I feel that my mind is particularly sharp today? With divine help, I could make a complete and reasonable guess in the blink of an eye.
Could it be that after advancing in strength, all aspects of the whole are increased by default, including even the IQ increased by several points?
Why didn't you feel this way before?
When Qin Yang came back to his senses, Meng Yi had already walked down the hillside and towards the river.
"Uncle Meng, wait."
"Don't worry, I've tried. We can't affect the creatures here, especially the people here. This place is just re-presenting the past. Even if we forcefully interrupt it, it's impossible."
Sure enough, as the two of them walked to the river, they were chatting happily by the river, as if they hadn't seen them at all.
Because of this, Qin Yang was even more certain of his instant judgment.
This section is the memory of Yinglong being separated and buried here.
He even used special means so that no one could intervene to change this memory, so that it would always remain the most original, the best in his heart.
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"This is Kunlun already, but what are you doing here? There are few people here. If you want to go to the city, you go in the opposite direction."
"Traveling around the world, I happened to pass by here. I heard that an old friend I hadn't seen for many years was here, so I came to see if he was still alive."
"You are so stupid."
"How to say?"
"In this land of hundreds of miles, there is no one over thirty years old, and all of them have been staying here. There are no outsiders at all. It is impossible for your old friends to be here. You must have been deceived. Ah
My father has told me since I was a child that you can’t believe everything others say. You seem to be a well-educated person, so why are you so easily deceived?"
"Uh..." Ying Gan looked stunned. Seeing the girl's serious face, but with a bit of disgust, he couldn't help laughing.
"Am I wrong?"
"Yes, yes, you are right, I was deceived." The more he spoke, the happier Ying Gan smiled.
"Then why are you laughing?"
"I laughed at me for being so stupid. That's okay."
Ying Gan's laughter resounded throughout the mountains and forests.
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Qin Yang, who was watching from the side, also laughed out loud. For some reason, he could feel that Ying Gan's laughter had finally shed its gloomy air at this moment and became the same as the world.
Bright.
I don’t know what he encountered before, but maybe it’s because of this that this place becomes special to him.
Looking at the mountains looming on the horizon and reaching into the clouds, Qin Yang shook his head.
Kunlun...
In those days, to be able to have a dojo here and be called an old friend by Ying Long was probably a real giant in ancient times.
Ying Long said they haven't seen each other for a long time, and it will take at least ten thousand years to start, but for such a giant, ten thousand years is really nothing.
Following the two of them, they came to a small village. There were indeed no old people in it, no one over thirty years old. When they entered, they saw the last old man here mortuing his body, waiting to be buried. People in the village heard that To put it bluntly, this old man is only in his forties.
Next, Qin Yang asked Uncle Meng to follow Ying Qian and the girl, while he wandered around the village, listening to the people here speaking with strange accents, looking for any valuable information.
Unknowingly, the sky darkened, and in a very short period of time, it went from blue sky and daytime to deep night.
The village disappeared, and the green grass all over the mountains and the golden sunshine also disappeared.
Everything here disappeared completely and turned into the black land again.
Countless black energy seeped out from the ground and gathered into black horned dragons.
Looking at Meng Yi who was rushing back, Qin Yang asked casually.
"Uncle Meng, have you set up the formation?"
However, as soon as these words were spoken, countless black horned dragons were already rushing toward them like a black tide.
Even in the middle of the journey, these black horned dragons began to kill each other, gathering and transforming into stronger black horned dragons.
"Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask..."
Qin Yang sighed, it was useless even if Uncle Meng arranged the formation today.
Standing on the spot, Qin Yang squeezed the seals in his hands, and his hands turned into an afterimage. Countless seals turned into strange runes, hovering around him, which were more complicated than yesterday.
From yesterday's function, he went straight to the partial differential equation. Qin Yang himself felt dizzy, his face was pale, and his eyes were empty.
He closed his eyes and muttered silently, "Forget it, I'd better not do this in the future. I was almost going crazy because of the torment. Anyway, Miao Zhu couldn't understand even if he was peeping."
"Great supernatural power, Nine Layers of Rashomon!"
With a loud shout, he slapped his hands on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the Black Jade Divine Gate fell from the sky again, shocking the whole world. The countless black horned dragons that came one after another could no longer withstand the suction on the Black Hell Divine Gate before they could reach Qin Yang.
These black horned dragons rushed to the black jade divine gate, smashed into a black air, and were swallowed by the divine gate.
Qin Yang stood there, watching with an expressionless face, feeling neither happy nor sad. He didn't have to worry about having too many debts. He didn't feel itchy when he had too many lice. Just do as you like.
But we can't let people continue to do this. If we continue to do this, if the whole evil dragon is really swallowed, then there will be no solution at all.
"Miao Zhu, if you are here, come out. What's the point of hiding? Don't you want to suppress the evil dragon? It just so happens that the evil dragon is the result of resentment, evil thoughts, death and so on. With this great magical power of mine, The summoned Rashomon can just send all these things to the other side of the door. It can be regarded as saving the evil dragon and fundamentally solving the problem.
You still haven’t come out to say thank you to me, isn’t it appropriate?”
Qin Yang looked up to the sky and shouted loudly, trying to provoke the temple to pray.
However, after shouting these words, no one was seen in the temple, but the overwhelming black horned dragons receded like an ebbing tide.
"Miao Zhu, what do you mean? I am helping you solve the problem from the root. Why are you so timid? How do you make these horned dragons retreat?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Qin Yang's expression suddenly changed slightly, and his thoughts suddenly sped up several times. Countless pieces of information passed through his mind, forming a ball of yarn, and now, another piece of thread was also captured by him.
found it.
Yes, Miao Zhu was not here to suppress the evil dragon, so why did he venture in?
And now, why can he control these black horned dragons?
Thoughts flashed through his mind quickly. After a moment, Qin Yang raised his head, his eyes were bright and clear, his face turned pale, and he slowly exhaled.
"Miao Zhu, I guess you are not here to suppress the evil dragon, but for the power of the evil dragon. The two forces confronting each other inside and outside the bronze coffin, one belongs to the evil dragon, and the other is not yours, right?
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"You are the evil dragon, am I right?"
"If you don't give me a way to survive, then don't blame me for fighting to the death. In the worst case, I will destroy my future and use this great magical power crazily to save the evil dragon. I'll see what you can get in the end."