Chapter 540 Chicken soup is not as good as an example, iron-clad blue and white
Qin Yang flipped through the small book in his mind. There were many people who were willing to use Bone King to harm him, but there was no one who could make Bone King believe such nonsense.
Among the information about Corpse Bone Vein, what Qin Yang paid most attention to was not the leader of Corpse Bone Vein, but the extremely low-key Bone King. According to the intelligence, the Bone King was a spiritual being born from the bones and turned into a strong man.
He has been around for a very long time. After many changes as the helmsman of Corpse Vein, he is still a salty fish who is reluctant to even go to meetings.
However, the successive helmsmen of Zongzi, regardless of their temperament, would always invite the Bone King to attend important matters. Even after the Bone King went there, he would remain as silent as a background board. They would just talk about their own affairs.
People dare to talk about important things when the Bone King is not around.
Except for the special existence of the Corpse Chief, these alien creatures have the foundation left by their predecessors, which is similar to the talents of monks. The stronger the predecessor, the immortal corpses left behind, and the stronger the alien creatures born will naturally be.
, the potential is also greater.
In fact, no one knows how strong the Bone King is. Because of the struggle between the Lunzhuan Temple and the Corpse Bone Pulse, most of the Bone Kings have become salty. The most recent record is from the time when the previous generation of Fa Zong of the Lunzhuan Temple was still alive.
He had a fight with King Bone.
No one knows who wins or loses in that fight, but a few months later, Fa Zong of Lunchuan Temple died, while the Bone King is still a salted fish.
He is strong, has a weird personality, and is generally not easy to mess with. Who knows if he might offend people to death for no apparent reason.
Nowadays, the tone of the King of Listening Bones is unconcealed. Qin Yang doesn't know why. That so-called question has become his obsession.
If you can avoid interfering in this kind of thing, don't interfere. If you can shut up, just shut up.
If you say anything wrong, the other party may explode on the spot, forcing you to dismember yourself.
Qin Yang refused deliberately, but the giant skeleton brought by the Bone King had already waved his hand and whipped up a strong wind, sweeping away all the people watching the show.
The Bone King sat cross-legged and solemnly placed a white bone table with two bone cups made from the skulls of unknown creatures, plus a wine pot shaped like a bird bone.
The King of Bones personally held the cup and poured out two cups of something thick white like bone soup. The yin energy inside was like a deep pool, but there was not much of a bone-crushing feeling. The breath that escaped was just a slight sniff, and Qin Qin
Yang felt his head became clear for a while.
"This is the Yin Marrow Spiritual Liquid that I personally brewed. Captain Qin can have a taste."
The Yin Marrow Spirit Liquid that nourishes the yin and nourishes the mind, cleanses the sea of spirits, and brightens the mind and moisturizes the soul can be said to be some of the most famous treasures in the desert. However, this treasure is not natural, but brewed by the Bone King himself.
Of course Qin Yang is greedy. His weakest point now is the Divine Sea. This kind of treasure can expand the Divine Sea without any side effects. On the contrary, it can strengthen the foundation and increase the heritage. It is a good thing that even money cannot buy.
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But he didn't dare to reach out and take it.
"If you have any questions about Bone King, you can ask them. I can only try my best, but I can't make any guarantees. As the saying goes, my life has an end, but my knowledge has no end. No one can understand everything in this world."
Qin Yang wanted to ask who told him, but he held back and tried to answer his doubts first.
If you pass the big test of deceiving ability, then you can ask anything. At most, it can be regarded as curiosity. However, if you ask who told the Bone King, the nature becomes a little different.
"I now believe Captain Qin can answer my questions even more."
After hearing this sentence, "Life has limits but knowledge has no limits," Bone King became more and more certain in his heart. People with great talents in the human race have always been modest and arrogant. Most of them are unworthy of their reputation and are praised too much.
"It's like this. During the black storm in the sand sea before, I noticed that a similar person had awakened. I..."
The Bone King had nothing to hide, and just told him all his experiences and doubts exactly as they were. He even mentioned that it was the rather different Big Zongzi who told him that Qin Yang could solve his doubts.
Qin Yang squinted his eyes, smacked his mouth, and finally understood, it turned out to be because of the corpse chief.
What the King of Bones meant was that at that time he was planning to kill the Corpse Chief and bring him down, but in the end he was deceived by the Corpse Chief and diverted his attention to other places.
This was a way to turn danger into safety and give me a chance. It was really... a true example of what I had learned.
I really didn't pay attention to what the avatar taught during prenatal education. I took a quick glance at it. It seems that after this matter is over, I have to take some time to take a closer look.
He hoped that the corpse leader would be able to adapt to changes and live a good life, but he didn't want to let this bastard cheat me.
The Bone King thing is just an overstatement, but he is a stranger who doesn't even have some human emotions. When he has some ideas, he will naturally be more stubborn.
His life is quite black and white.
He may not be able to understand or think clearly just by using words to enlighten him.
The Corpse Chief had learned a lot from his teachings, and his ability to make chicken soup was innate. Although he lacked experience, he was at least as good as him. Even so, he was still almost killed by the Bone King.
Qin Yang really didn't have the confidence to do so. Giving Bone King a bowl of chicken soup would make him look away in an instant.
The college entrance examination is indeed difficult.
Qin Yang pondered for a long time with a serious face, and decided to give it a try first. Having a good relationship with the Bone King would have many benefits. If he could get a favor, Qin Yang would laugh out of his dreams.
For a person like Bone King, when it comes to favors, it's definitely a waterless favor. Even if he asks Bone King to kill a big boss in the future, Bone King probably won't even ask why.
"Bone King, your situation reminds me of a person who was in a similar situation to you. He was also struggling with these issues when he died."
"who?"
"Have you heard of Ji Wuming?"
"No."
"In my hometown, he is known as the God of Thieves. His ability to cross the void and turn reality into emptiness with one hand can be described as superb. In my hometown, the treasure house of the emperor and I can allow him to enter and exit whenever he wants.
He went out, but then he ran into trouble. Just like you, he couldn't tell who he was."
Since chicken soup may not have much effect on the Bone King, it would be more convincing to use an example of magic modification and put it in front of him.
"He is extremely talented. When he was a young child, he could almost instinctively display magical powers and steal the toys of the children next door. Later, after he was accepted as a disciple by a strong man, he even realized many magical powers on his own, like
Born to know it.
Until one day, there was no place in the world that he could not go to. He was confused, and he met another strong man by chance. The other person saw that he had Suhui, and his talent was the heritage left behind in his previous life.
He didn't understand whether he was Ji Wuming or someone else. He didn't know who he was. He finally went crazy and was completely lost. He couldn't even remember his name in this life..."
Qin Yang went through the magic transformation and talked about the background. Except that one is a alien and the other is a human race, they are basically exactly the same as the Bone King.
There was no expression on Bone King's skull, but Qin Yang felt a confused emotion, and Bone King felt the same as him.
"and after?"
"He died later. Do you know how he died?"
"have no idea."
"He committed suicide."
Qin Yang couldn't help but changed the famous scene. Lu Qinghou, a scholar with a magic pen and a lotus tongue, forcefully said that the Thief of Thieves had committed suicide.
The Bone King was obviously surprised by this result, and the fire in his eyes kept jumping.
Just when the Bone King thought Qin Yang was going to use this incident as an example to persuade him to be more open-minded, Qin Yang didn't say a word of persuasion. He looked up at the sky with a melancholy expression.
"Actually, I sometimes dream about something that has never been seen in this world. Mortals there can use magic weapons that do not require spiritual energy to connect with another person hundreds of millions of miles apart. They can even rush out of the world and explore the endless world.
Void.
There are countless incredible things. I think that is where I was in my previous life. I would dream about everything there, an extremely real world. I even experimented with some things and I can really make them."
"Su Hui?"
"Yes, even I was born with supernatural powers, but I have never doubted or been confused. Do you know why?"
Qin Yang looked directly into the Bone King's eye sockets, his tone unprecedentedly firm.
"Everything I have is my talent in this life. The foundation of this life is the key to allowing me to live well in this life. I am very grateful for this talent.
Because I used to live precariously, and I might not survive at any time. I am who I am. Whether it is Qin Yang in the previous life or Qin Yang now, there is only one me. No matter it is the past, the present, or even the future, everything belongs to me.
Everything still belongs to me.
The past, stacked together, and the traces left behind are what make me who I am now. If I discard these, I will no longer be me."
The Bone King was greatly shocked, and the fire in his eyes swayed crazily.
Qin Yang keenly grasped the key point. In the heart of the Bone King, it is either this or that, either the past life or this life. There is a black and white concept, so he fell into this kind of obsession that can drive him crazy.
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What Qin Yang wants to crush is just this thought.
Instead of letting the Bone King understand whether he was in the past life or this life.
At this time, Qin Yang picked up the cup on the bone table and took a sip of the Yin Marrow Spiritual Liquid.
"Bone King, let me take my liberty. You must have never suffered much. You are extremely talented. From the moment you opened your eyes, you were no longer a weakling. That's why you are so entangled.
When you have truly experienced the fear that a strong man passing by can kill you if he farts, and have experienced the great fear of walking between life and death with the body of an ant to fight for a future,
You will be so stubborn.
You are you, the bone king who talked to me, that's all. Looking back on the past, those past are also a part of you. You can't throw them away. If you want to throw them away, you understand clearly. In the end, there is only one way, commit suicide.
After a person dies, naturally there is no need to make such a clear distinction."
The Bone King opened his mouth again and again, feeling very uneasy. He stretched out his hands, looked at his skeletal body, and said slowly.
"You're right. Those thoughts and changes may be my own. If you let me think about it, I'll understand a little bit."
"Bone King, please shake hands." Qin Yang stretched out a hand and grinned: "This is a courtesy from our hometown. It represents my blessing to Bone King. I hope you can understand."
The Bone King didn't think much about it. The boundary in his heart had been blown away by Qin Yang. The past and present life were no longer black and white.
The Bone King readily stretched out his white bone claws and shook Qin Yang's hand.
After the handshake was over, the Bone King sat there and meditated. Qin Yang also turned and left, looking at his hand with some regret.
I have encountered big rice dumplings before. There is a big difference between big rice dumplings and those that turn into ominous things after death.
One is completely dead, indeed in a state of death. The other one obviously has no vitality in his body, but he has not entered a state of death. It is more like a strange state between life and death.
Perhaps because of this, the issue of longevity, which all living beings must consider, has never been a consideration for these aliens.
It's such a pity that you can't touch the body...
Originally, he had been prepared. If he was still stubborn after trying so hard to solve his doubts from the side, he would try the skill of touching the corpse. If he could touch the corpse, ask the Bone King if he was willing. If so, he would
Be a good person and save the Bone King, fundamentally solving all doubts.
The Bone King was still thinking, Qin Yang turned around and went to the other side.
The puppet master had already collected all the corpses.
The bearded corpse, the old man who looked like a young man, and the last unlucky guy, the murderous sword shot out, became the porcelain props, and it was also the porcelain bone king. It would be strange if he didn't die.
The great monk who didn't look at the Lunchuan Temple was sprayed bloody, but he didn't dare to say a harsh word and ran away in despair.
The first thing to deal with was the body of Big Beard.
The body, which had been cut into two halves, had only been treated hastily before, but now it was necessary to touch the body, how could it be tolerated.
He took out the tools and carefully restored the bearded corpse to its original appearance. The severed bones, organs, blood vessels, and skin were all connected from the inside to the outside. Then he added a piece of burial makeup and placed it in the coffin.
Finally touch the body.
Two balls of light, one blue and one white, were casually shot into the head. When he lowered his head and looked again, the bearded man's expression became extremely peaceful. The resentment, murderous aura, and death aura were all dissipated, and the whole body seemed to be asleep.
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Qin Yang closed the coffin lid with satisfaction, but did not seal it.
Such good craftsmanship, when no one sees it, always feels like walking in brocade clothes at night, which is really uncomfortable.
"Mo Yang, send it back to the Liusha Bandits and let them find a place to bury it."
Mo Yang went to deliver the bodies, while Qin Yang continued to deal with the remaining two.
First, I touched the body of the old man who shot the sword. Although this man only had the cultivation level of Lingtai, he unleashed such a powerful blow that even the Bone King had to reach out to catch it. Maybe he could figure out this powerful attack method.
It was the same two balls of light, one blue and one white, that Qin Yang casually slapped into his head.
The body of the young and old man was disposed of again, and again it was blue and white.
Qin Yang smacked his mouth, feeling a little uncomfortable.
What's going on? I must have been very lucky recently. Why are they all blue and white?