Chapter 511 The autistic magic knife and the devil, Qin Yang who gave up treatment
There was indeed an opportunity in the Chu Dynasty's hometown. Qin Yang hid because he wanted others to guess that he had already had an opportunity, so he did not continue to wander around.
According to the normal route, he should leave the Great Ying Dynasty now and return overseas first to digest the gains, and not give people the impression that he just came to the Great Ying Dynasty to cause trouble.
If he really left such an impression on the court, he would be dead. With Emperor Ying's current appearance as a mad dog with explosive hair, the court would kill him at all costs to prevent him from having other ideas in the future.
So this gesture must always be made.
"I'm just a clean-blooded descendant of the Mu family. I unexpectedly got an opportunity, so I quietly came to take it, turned around and left. The events in the past have nothing to do with the descendants of the Mu family today.
, I don’t have the ability to participate, so don’t force me, I just want to cultivate immortality properly.”
As for whether he can leave the Great Ying Dynasty after making these gestures, whether someone comes to surround him, intercept him, or win him over through coercion or inducement, it has nothing to do with his subjective thoughts.
After resting in the small town for a few days, no one came after him. Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the guardian of the secret room would suddenly jump in front of him.
It's okay to have a fight, I'm just afraid that the other party will be deceived and become lame.
After coming out of the secret room, I learned that the Mu family now only has one name left. He, who does not have Mu family blood, is the only remaining member of the Mu family.
By that time, it will be difficult for him to get rid of it, and he will be helpless in doing anything.
Qin Yang was not deceiving those words he said before. He really felt that if he met a descendant of the Mu family and liked it, he would pass on the inheritance to the other person. How much the other person can learn depends on his luck.
When I came out of the inn room, I didn't have to listen carefully. After a while, I heard someone talking about the latest hot spot.
Mu's secret room was discovered.
If it spreads so widely and is mentioned casually, it must be no secret.
Qin Yang remained silent and listened with open ears. When he heard that there were masters who were proficient in the formation and began to break the formation, he decisively left the city and headed towards the East China Sea.
Mu's old silver coins are going to trick so many people to death.
The monks who have mastered the formation method, as long as they have some knowledge, know that the door can be pushed open directly, but no one dares to push it directly. Who knows what dangers there will be after pushing it open.
If there are dead Jedi inside, that's fine. Just don't go in, because you're afraid something terrible will pop out when you open the door, so you can just shoot them all to death with your unparalleled weapon.
But after they enter, the red water formation used for teaching will teach them how to behave.
Since a long time ago, the Sea Clan has lost the source of Tianyi True Water. For the Emperor Shark of the Sea Clan, Tianyi True Water is already a non-renewable resource. If you use it less, it will never be traded with outsiders.
Qin Yang didn't believe that there were people here in the wilderness who could obtain the Tianyi True Water of the Sea Clan like him, and be so luxurious that they could use the Tianyi True Water to cultivate the body's water body magical power and be immune to the harm of red water.
He silently mourned for those people in his heart, and Qin Yang had no intention of going back and howling.
Even if he said there was danger, he couldn't stop those people. But opportunities, relics, and inheritances are all without danger. The big waves washed away the sand. That situation didn't mean that a lot of people would die. In the end, they would benefit and get opportunities.
Yes, only a very small number.
Qin Yang sincerely hopes that among those people, there will be people who can pass the Red Water Formation and receive the inheritance.
It would be best to imitate him, enter the first stone chamber, fool the guards there, and make them cry and identify him as Mu's half-brother.
It depends on everyone's efforts to put Mu's brand back on display again.
I'm just a poor casual cultivator who doesn't even have spiritual stones, so I won't bother you much.
He cupped his hands in the direction of the Chu Dynasty's hometown, and Qin Yang slipped away quickly.
This time when I went to the East China Sea, in addition to making a gesture as a descendant of the Mu family, I also had a more important thing to do.
Send Xiao Qi back quickly.
Normally, he wouldn't dare to bring Xiao Qi out. If he leaked even a little bit of information, he might be caught.
But if you put Xiaoqi in the eyes of the sea, it doesn't matter at all. Black Shadow and Chouji, two people who have experienced the dangers of people's hearts, actually like to take an innocent and cute little girl with them.
Especially Heiying, he always wants Qin Yang to learn from him, but the trashy Qin Yang doesn't like him, and the attractive Qin Yang doesn't bother to listen, which makes him feel jealous.
Back then, he said that he wanted Qin Yang to save a mortal enemy, a ruthless man who, after dying in battle, could still drag his body and hack him to death, dismembering him and filling the sea with eyes.
At that time, Qin Yang had heard it and forced himself to forget it. Now that he is getting stronger and stronger, the news has become more and more tenacious, and occasionally it will bubble up in his heart.
Every time Qin Yang would decisively put an end to this desire to commit suicide.
As for the black shadow, he was suppressed in the eyes of the sea. Qin Yang couldn't do anything. He was really bored. He had been arguing with the ugly chicken for a long time, and he knew too much. After finishing one sentence, what would the ugly chicken say next?
, you can all guess it, it’s really boring.
In the past few years, it was a small challenge to deal with the three-eyed monster without killing people.
Later, the three-eyed monster was released, the black shadow had nothing to do again, the blood lama was gone, and the activity of spraying the bald donkey was also cancelled. The remaining golden Buddha bone body was completely unconscious, just a very
It's just a powerful corpse, and the shadow doesn't bother to mess with it.
What should I do? I can only go back and fiddle with the Blood Demon Knife.
I think back then, a demon was born from the Blood-Transforming Demonic Knife. He looked crazy and cool. He went against the will of heaven and refused to accept anyone. If I was given a chance, I would backlash. All I had to do was carve "Rebellion" on my forehead.
There are three words for "boy".
These naturally rebellious people, who were tormented by the dark shadows and suspected of being evil, dared not even say harsh words. They hid in the magic knife and found a remote place in the sea to isolate themselves.
Qin Yang went to Haiyan and saw the Blood-Transforming Demonic Sword for many times.
When I met Qin Yang, I didn't feel the pleasure of bragging. Whatever I said, Qin Yang might say, "You are out of touch with the times."
Now that he finally has a little girl who can listen to his bragging and can sincerely praise and applaud, and whose soul is not polluted by the world, Heiying Quan will just pass the time.
It’s just that as time went by, the time for bragging shortened, and the time for teaching gradually became longer. I don’t know if it was because I was afraid that Xiao Qi would be kidnapped again, so teaching her well gradually turned into leading the children into mischief, and she dared to do anything.
Teach Xiaoqi.
On the surface, it is a soothing incense, but in fact it is an incense that can fascinate dragon descendants; it looks like embroidered shoes, but in fact it is a one-time explosive magic weapon that can explode with the power of teasing the vaginal feet; a body-training method suitable for female cultivators, the most gentle in the world.
I mean, I won’t be able to become like Qin Yang, but the degree of damage reduction is extremely high...
These are the things that Qin Yang heard when he came here, and there are even more things that he has never heard before.
Ugly chickens are not a thing. Heiying teaches bad things to children. He angrily scolds Heiying on the side. After he is satisfied, he pulls Xiao Qi and secretly encourages Xiao Qi to learn hard.
At first, Qin Yang thought it was good. He didn't say it openly, but he also felt that there was no harm in Xiao Qi learning something about self-protection. However, after the teachings of these two idiots became more and more crooked, and even some things could be regarded as evil methods.
, Qin Yang felt that this could not go on...
He must quickly find an opportunity to send Xiao Qi back. He cannot let her continue to be tortured. It is not that he is biased against magic methods, but because these methods have a high possibility of affecting people's nature. After all, among the evil cultivators, there is no respect for them.
Why? It was so unscrupulous and inhumane that many people were beaten to death in the end.
What if you were taught to be a little witch when your character was still undecided, and later turned into a black man, that would be the end of it.
Qin Yang quietly put his consciousness into Haiyan, without concentrating his body, hiding and eavesdropping.
"The most powerful people in the sea are definitely not the sea people. Among the things that cannot be provoked are the strange creatures in the sea, such as soul-eating beasts. I think back then..."
The black shadow continued to brag, and Qin Yang felt relieved. Just as he was about to come out, he heard the black shadow change his subject.
"Speaking of soul-eating beasts, I thought of a very easy method to learn. If you learn it carefully, you won't be easily abducted when you encounter the method of charming souls in the future..."
Qin Yang's scalp exploded when he heard that the professor was avoiding the important things and taking the easy way out.
The so-called very easy-to-learn method is to collect 1,800 fresh souls, preferably the souls of living beings with high spiritual intelligence, and blend their souls into one furnace, turn them into a method, and protect the souls. To put it simply, it is to practice a
Damage-resistant stand-in.
As for how to collect fresh souls, Heiying simply ignored it. Do you need to be taught about this kind of thing? It's a big deal to kill a thousand and eight hundred souls. Anyway, there are more creatures in the sea than on land. If you don't have enough intelligence, you can just collect them.
Qin Yang folded his arms, formed a figure next to the devil's hand, and stared at the black shadow with a donkey face.
Seeing Qin Yang appear, the ugly chicken who was listening with interest was immediately frightened.
Then, he turned around and started spraying black shadows.
"Heiying, are you still a human being? How dare you teach Xiao Qi this evil method? She is still a child. If someone is causing trouble, does Xiao Qi need to take action herself? Let others beat all the troublemakers to death!
"
"Ah, Qin Yang!" When Xiao Qi saw Qin Yang appear, he immediately jumped up and threw himself into Qin Yang's arms.
"No names allowed!"
Xiao Qi arched her arms in Qin Yang's arms and laughed and joked for a while. After confirming that Xiao Qi had not been blackened by pollution and was still an innocent little girl, Qin Yang stopped arguing with the black shadow, no matter what the means.
It all depends on how it is used.
But he still had to express his attitude, so that the black shadow would appear on his nose and face.
When the black shadow saw Qin Yang, he immediately went into pretend-death mode and didn't say a word.
Qin Yang rubbed Xiao Qi's head.
"I'll send you back in a few days. This place is really not suitable for you. When you go back, you should be more honest and stop making troubles. Listen to grandma, do you hear me?"
"Well, be obedient." Xiao Qi was quite reluctant, pursed her lips and nodded.
Qin Yang couldn't bear it. After finally seeing him, he didn't treat him well.
"I'll go see you after a few days and finish my work."
Hearing this, Xiao Qi immediately laughed, bent his eyes and stretched out his fleshy little finger towards Qin Yang.
"Lagou."
"Okay, Lagou."
After playing around with Xiao Qi for a while, Qin Yang looked around.
"Heiying, where is the magic knife?"
"Hiding there." The black shadow pursed his lips with disdain, pointing to the long river of true energy floating in the distance: "It's not shameful to return the devil, I have never seen such a cowardly devil, such a thing
, forget about getting rid of it as soon as possible, keeping it is a waste of space."
The black shadow deliberately shouted, but the blood-changing demon sword that was floating in the thick river of true energy was just like an ordinary sword, without any movement at all.
It was obvious that the demon had experienced hundreds of battles, and he didn't even respond to the black shadow's words. He was completely autistic.
Qin Yang sighed secretly and didn't bother to ask any more questions. The blood-transforming demon sword that gave birth to a demon was just useless.
Without the murderous intent and the aura that defies the sky and the earth, the magic sword is no longer a magic sword.
Now I no longer have to worry about the rebels causing trouble, and I feel sad that the magic sword is useless.
Qin Yang couldn't help but laugh, he was such a bitch.
He did not continue to delve into this matter, and did not have time to pay attention to the devil. After staying for a while, Qin Yang left Haiyan.
After Qin Yang left, the magic sword that was floating in the long river of true energy and eavesdropping also sank into the long river of true energy. The devil's head appeared on the magic sword and glanced at the black shadow with a sneer.
Direction, cursed secretly.
"This demon has a chance to leave here. It's really not worthwhile to argue with such an unlucky guy who has been suppressed and will never recover. I don't bother to pay attention to him. He is still full of energy. If he has the ability to kill me, do you dare?
?Haha, you are a coward who can only talk the talk!"
Just now he was muttering a few words in his mind, when he saw the black shadow seeming to glance this way, the demon immediately retracted into the magic knife in shock and continued to shut himself up.
However, Heiying didn't notice him at all. Heiying was busy teaching bad children, and was busy fighting with the ugly chicken. The ugly chicken was also busy finishing spraying Heiying, and then quietly told Xiao Qi to study hard.
Study hard.
Qin Yang opened his eyes again. The flying boat was still flying. At an altitude of ten thousand feet, the probability of encountering people was really low.
There was still some distance from the East China Sea coastline. Qin Yang packed up his collection and thought about what to bring Xiao Qi when he sent him back.
Not only for Xiaoqi, but also for the recipient.
You can give me a little bit of Tianyi True Water. This thing is a treasure for the sea people. You can even out the True Dragon's blood. Don't be too stingy. Just three drops. After all, it is a non-renewable resource. Use less.
In fact, what he has most is spiritual veins, but giving money is too vulgar, and there is really nothing to give.
Let's give Xiao Qi a puppet made by a puppeteer. It can also be used as a guard.
…
Qin Yang was thousands of miles away, busy sorting out his collection, thinking about favor exchanges, and what gifts to give.
In the hometown of the Chu Dynasty, there was a lively scene. The formation on the stone gate was about to be cracked. The big forces who had been waiting to see the situation began to officially enter.
The number of people who were qualified to enter the underground was reduced to more than twenty. Those casual cultivators who came first, regardless of their strength, as long as they were not top-notch in formation skills, were all kicked out.
Poor people dare to be angry but dare not speak out. They are almost used to this kind of aggrievedness.
On the edge of the hometown, the two casual cultivators who arrived first walked out angrily. Their martial arts were not good, and their secret techniques were not very good. They were lucky enough to be able to advance to the spiritual platform. Now it is hard to see.
When I got the chance, I was kicked out without explanation.
"It's best to open it and find the Death Jedi inside, so that they can all die inside!"
"Keep your voice down, we casual cultivators, our foundation has been solidified and our future is hopeless, isn't that the case for us all?"
In addition to the unlucky ones who were driven out, there are still many people who stay in their hometowns to see if there are other opportunities. Those powerful people are not afraid of anyone causing trouble.
The secret chamber is deep underground, and in the place where the earth's atmosphere is the strongest. People who are not strong enough cannot go deep here.
Deep underground, the formation restrictions on the stone gate were cracked, and the stone gate slowly opened.
When a group of people saw a stone monument inside, surrounded by rows of bookshelves, everyone's eyes turned red.
Some people went in first, but no danger appeared. The more cautious monks behind could not bear it anymore and rushed in after them.
After everyone rushed in, the stone door slammed shut, and the contents on the stone tablet began to change...
Most of these people are not proficient in formations, and the rest may be good at it, but that doesn't matter.
If nothing else, these people were all chilled.
As the stone door opened, in a valley in the old place, among a few casual cultivators who were busy looking for clues, a woman with white hair and white background with blue borders slowly raised her head and glanced into the distance with an expression on her face.
Somewhat confused, some doubtful.
"Changxia, what's wrong?" Someone shouted not far away.
"No...it's okay." Chang Xia replied, her absent-minded eyes slowly recovered, and she looked at the ground in front of her: "Do you feel anything is wrong?"
"What's wrong? These sects and powerful people are so overbearing that we can't even drink some soup." Her companion complained and continued to explore into the distance.
Chang Xia looked in front of her. A step away from her, there was a piece of ground about ten feet wide, filled with a layer of dim yellow light, slowly rippled like water.
A voice kept popping up in her mind.
"Child, is your surname Mu?"
"No, my name is Changxia."
"What's your last name? That's all, come in."
Chang Xia took a step back and looked at everything in front of him vigilantly. Why couldn't others notice such an obvious change? Could it be an illusion?
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. When you see something unusual, it is either an opportunity for great danger or it is danger.
Changxia took a step back again, wanting to stay away from here. However, after she took another step back, the ground under her feet suddenly turned into nothingness. Her body fell downwards. She wanted to resist, but it was useless.
After a while, she fell into a space of more than ten feet. There was a stone door in front of her, and the voice calling her was right behind the stone door.
She thought that power would control her, but if anyone tried to enter here, the power would dissipate.
"You have Mu's bloodline. Although you have fallen into silence, you still have it after all. Enter here, and I will tell you everything you want to know, and I will also help you awaken your bloodline. You can choose for yourself."
Chang Xia stood there, took a step back, but immediately came back. Looking at the stone door, his expression was a little confused, and some memories suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Go to sleep. Once you wake up, everything will be over."
"From now on, everything in the past will disappear."
"Let's call it Changxia."
"Where's Ji Wudao?"
"died."
…
"Can I have power after awakening my bloodline?" Chang Xia suddenly asked.
"Chu Dynasty Mu family, you have never heard of it, right? Your bloodline can be used to refine the skull-decapitating flying knife. Your bloodline will give you extremely strong formation talent. I can only give you a chance. I can't
Give you power, and only the power that belongs to you is the real power."
"Okay." Chang Xia stepped forward and pushed open the stone door without hesitation.
The stone room inside was completely empty, with only a jade slip and a rolled-up ancient painting.
The jade slip turned into a stream of light and submerged into Chang Xia's body, while the ancient painting flew over and automatically got into Chang Xia's storage ring.
"Go back." The voice sounded again, and a gentle force pushed Chang Xia back to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, Chang Xia had returned to the place where he was standing before.
Her companion came from a distance and said with an ugly expression.
"Let's go, those people are so overbearing, they want to clear the place!"
Chang Xia looked a little dazed, and it didn't seem like there was anything wrong with him among a group of monks who dared to be angry but dared not speak out.
Until he left, Changxia made an excuse and left on his own. He found an inn and took out the ancient paintings and jade slips.
The records inside the jade slips are just ordinary contents, nothing special.
"Drip your blood on the jade slip."
Chang Xia did as he was told, and then explored the jade slip again. The content inside had changed. The first thing that caught his eye were four big characters: Head-Beheading Flying Knife.
A strange method that combines magical powers with magic weapons, and it is also a method of spiritual practice.
After the ancient painting was unfolded, an ink painting of a woman with only her back walked out of the painting. She stretched out her hand and touched Chang Xia's head.
"I thought Mu's bloodline was completely cut off, but I didn't expect that I could meet another one. Although the bloodline is thin and has fallen into silence, there is still hope after all. Just wake up your bloodline. Do you still have any relatives?
?”
"No, they all died a long time ago."
The woman in the ink painting did not delve too deeply into it. She stretched out her hand and a shadow appeared in front of Chang Xia.
This is a man with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure. From his eyebrows to his temperament, he is ordinary in every aspect. However, this man seems to have encountered something happy, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.
Chang Xia looked at the real phantom in front of her with a calm expression. However, when she saw the man's hand, her pupils shrank instantly and she suddenly stood up, staring at the man's hand.
The man stared in front of him, rubbing the thumb of his right hand unconsciously, from the index finger to the middle finger, then rubbed the nail of the little finger, and then rubbed the palm of his hand with all four fingers, and so on.
"This man is a descendant of a disciple of the Mu family back then. He is no different from the Mu family. All the formation inheritance left by the Mu family is in his hands. If you find him, he will give you the formation inheritance. I
The only thing I can teach you is Mu's head-decapitating flying knife, you..." Ink Hua pointed at the phantom and said mid-sentence, he suddenly stopped and looked at Chang Xia with some surprise.
Chang Xia looked at the person in the phantom, looked at the other person's fingers, and then looked at the happy smile.
She stood there in a daze, with two lines of hot tears gurgling down her face. She cried heartbrokenly, but she made no sound at all. However, the corners of her mouth could not be suppressed and she couldn't hide the joy from her heart.
She ignored the ink painting and just stared at the phantom, murmuring almost in a whisper.
"I knew how he could die, how could he die, and he is still alive..."
"Changxia, this..."
"He's still alive!" Chang Xia suddenly raised his voice, interrupted what Ink Hua was saying, and then apologized with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I... just couldn't help it."
Ink Hua didn't pay attention to Chang Xia's rudeness of crying and laughing, but he felt completely relieved in his heart.
Since that person knew Chang Xia, it seemed that he was indeed a descendant of someone from the Mu family who accepted him as a disciple. If the Mu family could have blood to pass down, that person must have put in a lot of effort, and Chang Xia himself didn't even know it.
Looking at Changxia again, I am even more satisfied with the ink painting.
Originally, Chang Xia always had an almost melancholy temperament, and her whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of gray fog. She was willing to open the door just because she would have the opportunity to gain strength. Ink Hua was quite worried, but she had no other choice.
Looking back now, the layer of gray mist covering Chang Xia's body seems to have been washed away by tears, and his whole person has become alive, as if he has really come to life.
Ink painting clearly understands why, it is a kind of freshness that has found meaning.
Looking at the person in the phantom again, Ink Painting couldn't help but feel a warmth in his heart. He was the descendant of that disciple, so it was no longer important. Even back then, there were only a handful of Mu disciples who could do this.
number.
What a price this child paid in order to keep the last lineage of the Mu family.
"I can't appear often, as it will bring you danger. Unless necessary, I will not help you defend yourself against the enemy. You go find him." Ink Painting touched Chang Xia's head and reached out to wipe away Chang Xia's tears.
The tone is gentle.
The ink painting returned to ancient paintings and returned to Chang Xia's storage ring.
Chang Xia wiped away her tears, her eyes were as bright as a wash, the corners of her mouth curled up uncontrollably, and her whole person became so bright that it was dazzling.
…
"Ah sneeze..."
Qin Yang touched his nose and wondered why he was sneezing. He checked his body and found that he was as strong as a monster. He couldn't be better.
"Who is cursing me behind my back? Hey, you cowardly man, if you have the ability, come and beat me to death."
Qin Yang muttered something, lay down on the deck chair, tossed and turned for a while, then couldn't help but sit up again, and tried a divination with half-hearted divination methods on the bow of the ship.
As a result, there was good luck among the bad luck. Qin Yang continued to perform divination again, and it turned out to be good luck but bad news. He tried again, and it turned out to be bad luck again...
After a long while, Qin Yang put away the divination tools expressionlessly and threw them from the bow of the ship.
In just one stick of incense, he experienced all the good and bad fortunes.
Playing!
Forget it, he can't learn Master Meng's skills anymore. It's better not to force yourself on some things.