Speaking of which, getting involved with Ping Emperor White Snake was also an accident...
All useful things in the sect are prohibited and blocked. Qin Yang is still a mortal body, so naturally he cannot eat wind or drink dew. He cannot eat the food. The elixirs in the spiritual field cannot be obtained. In other places, only grass roots can be eaten.
, there are indeed monster beasts raised, but unfortunately these monster beasts are used by the seniors of the sect for special purposes. If you pull one out at will, it is at least equivalent to a three-yuan monk...
Although the spiritual energy in the station is so strong that even a mortal would not starve to death if he fell here, the feeling of being empty in his belly is really upsetting and uncomfortable.
So, Qin Yang made an idea of the Yin River outside. There is a special kind of fish in the Yin River. It is ferocious and eats everything. When it is very hungry, it will kill the same kind and kill the weak and injured ones. This kind of fish lives in the Yin River.
In the river, the meat is solid and as cold as jade, but eating it greatly replenishes qi and blood, and the taste is extremely delicious.
When I grilled fish outside the mountain gate for the first time, I used my own secret barbecue ingredients. Who would have thought that it would attract the Ping Emperor White Snake.
After getting to know each other for a while, Qin Yang asked Ping Di White Snake to take him to other secret realm fragments. The wild boar being roasted now was caught in a secret realm fragment that was only dozens of miles in size.
"The level of barbecue has been greatly improved. The wild fruits stuffed in the belly of the wild boar are a magic touch. Firstly, it relieves the greasiness, and secondly, it adds a ray of fragrance to the meat. Yes, the good secret ingredients are not wasted at last."
Ping Di White Snake ate the whole roasted wild boar, smashed it with unsatisfied taste, shook his head and commented one or two.
"Uncle Bai, can you send me a little higher this time? You also know that the higher you go, the richer the output in the secret realm fragments. Several secret realm fragments near the sect are simply barren and desolate.
I can't help crying..." Qin Yang saw that Emperor Ping's White Snake was eating happily, so he quickly took the opportunity to poke a few words.
"Haha, what's your kid's idea that I don't know? There are many fragments in this second level of secret realm, and only the Yin River can connect a few. Most of these secret realm fragments and the Yin River are changing positions at all times, and they are shaped like a maze.
, even if I send you to the fragment of the secret realm closest to the Demon Stone Ancestral Tomb, you can't cross the Yin River, so why bother trying so hard?" Ping Di White Snake's eyes slanted, and he revealed the little Jiujiu in Qin Yang's heart with one mouthful.
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"Uncle Bai was joking, I was just flustered and a little greedy..." Qin Yang laughed dryly and refused to admit it...
"Let's go..." Ping Di White Snake didn't bother to care. Its huge body rolled up, a white light flashed past, and it swept Qin Yang into the Yin River and disappeared.
After only a moment of being submerged into the Yin River, the stolen mountain gate disappeared into nothingness and was never seen again. There was nothingness all around, with only a Yin River running through it.
While traveling in it, Qin Ming couldn't tell the difference between up, down, left and right. The Yin River seemed to be a three-dimensional maze, but the space here was extremely complex and changeable, and many magic weapons that guided the direction were reduced to waste here. Only Ping Emperor White Snake and others
Only those with extraordinary talents can ignore the ever-changing and complex maze and find the most correct direction.
After just watching for a while, Qin Yang gave up again and closed his eyes to rest. This time, the flow of the Yin River was different from that of a month ago. Each branch of the Yin River had as few as three or four, and as many as three.
There are more than a dozen forks in the road, and each fork in the road is different every time.
It is simply impossible to find patterns and memorize routes.
I don't know how long it took, but the voice of Emperor Ping White Snake came to my ears: "This is it. This is the fragment of the secret realm closest to the Demon Stone Ancestral Tomb. I will pick you up in three days."
Qin Yang opened his eyes and felt his body lightened and he was thrown into the air.
He took out the Flying Fish Sword he had touched before, and flew with the weapon, hanging in the air. Looking back, he saw a section of the Yin River hanging in the air for a few miles. The Yin River flowed out of the void, passed through a hundred feet high in the sky, and passed through the Yin River behind it.
, and disappeared into the void.
And Emperor Ping White Snake has long since disappeared...
Qin Yang secretly slandered that this White Snake of Emperor Ping had a big appetite and had a mouth full of food. He always looked like a cannibal and had a short mouth after eating. He was also quite reluctant to do things...
When he got there, he suddenly teased him. He was really weird...
If you change to someone with a slower response, you won't fall to death, but you will definitely be in a mess...
Floating leisurely in the air, Qin Yang looked up and saw a forested mountain range at his feet, stretching like a horned dragon, entrenched on the earth. In the distance, there were high mountains and rugged rocks. It was a stone mountain range with various shapes.
In mid-air, there are more than a dozen sections of Yin River of different lengths, which seem to be silver-white threads hanging in the sky.
Seeing this scene, Qin Yang couldn't help but be surprised. No wonder the Holy Demon Stone Sect didn't explore down at all. Just as far as he could see, he saw more than a dozen forks leading to the unknown Yin River. This fragment of the secret realm was closest to the Demon Stone Ancestral Tomb.
, I estimate that there are at least thousands of unknown forks of the Yin River. If I want to test them one by one and confirm the correct forks, I am afraid that the only way is to take human lives to fill them.
And, more importantly, going down, the Yin River Maze is more complex and changeable. Even if they find the correct path, they themselves cannot confirm whether it is correct...
After floating in the air for a few breaths, Qin Yang slowly fell to the ground. The sounds of birds chirping, apes roaring, insects chirping and beasts roaring could be heard here. He could also faintly sense the auras of several powerful monsters, and even faint sounds in many places.
Traces that cannot be traced are obviously left by human activities.
The aura here is rich, and with a casual glance, you can find several low-level elixirs in the forest, and some have obvious signs of picking, indicating that someone from the Demon Stone Holy Sect is here for activities.
Qin Yang was a little confused. Has the Magic Stone Holy Sect begun to explore this place?
Should we turn this place into a training place for the disciples of the Magic Stone Sect? Or should we use it as our own resource area for our disciples to pick elixirs?
After discovering various traces, Qin Yang immediately restrained his aura and became more cautious. If anyone discovered it, something would definitely happen.
After all, the only way to get here is the Demon Stone Ancestral Tomb. How did an outsider get here?
After walking cautiously for a short distance, Qin Yang paused, frowned slightly, and took a whiff with his nose. There was a hint of strange smell that was vague and faint. After a little awareness, there was still a trace of death in the air.
Since he first came to this world, he has been dealing with dead bodies. Qin Yang couldn't be more sensitive to the aura of death, and there is absolutely no possibility of his induction being wrong.
He cautiously moved forward following this trace of dead energy, but Qin Yang's expression changed slightly and his pupils shrank.
In the dense forest with lush vegetation, a black and gray trail no more than half a foot wide suddenly appeared, extending all the way to the depths. All that was left on the trail were the ashes of dead vegetation. A thick aura of death spread from the trail, and the surroundings
Grass and trees rapidly turn yellow and wither at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Advancing along the path, after walking no more than a hundred feet, a strange mummy suddenly appeared beside the path. The corpse's torso was withered, but its head and limbs were intact. There was endless fear on its face, and it looked like it was dead.
There were some messy things scattered next to the corpse, including magic weapons, talismans, porcelain bottles, clothes...
Qin Yang approached cautiously, and when he saw a piece of gold paper on the ground, his expression suddenly changed.