Chapter 741 The Tradition of the Ancient Underworld, Unexpected People Come
As the saying goes: Fish is what I want, and bear's paws are what I want. You can't have both, and you would give up fish and take bear's paws.
Qin Yang thought to himself for a long time and came to the conclusion that if there is no waste, it is just a fish to be fed to the Yintan beast, and it is the bear's paw to complete the one-stop service of salvation and draw a perfect end to this salvation.
At any time, you need to consider completing a dragon perfectly before thinking about anything else.
Qin Yang looked at the body left behind by the white ghost and thought to himself, this annoying guy was so annoying even after death. As a ghost, why did he have to leave his body after he was transcended?
Thinking of this, Qin Yang nodded and muttered to himself in a daze.
"Oh, by the way, this guy is not a human race at all. He can still leave a body after being saved, and he is definitely not a ghost that is transformed into a ghost after the death of ordinary living beings. Therefore, the burial tradition of the human race should not be his tradition.
Besides, just talking about the human race, not all races have the tradition of burial. Common ones include sea burial, water burial, cremation, sky burial, hanging coffin burial, tower burial..."
Qin Yang thought about it and felt that he had simply thought too much.
When we were at sea, the tradition followed by everyone was to be buried at sea. When we were in outer space, the tradition was to be cremated or buried in the void.
Therefore, since this white ghost is from that era of the ancient underworld, it should be the most reliable to use the unique customs and traditions of the ancient underworld.
The seventy-two secrets of burial methods passed down by the human race should be inappropriate for professionals.
Qin Yang took out a coffin, gave it back to the naked white ghost, put some clothes on it, put it into the coffin, and then waved his hand and put the Yintan Beast inside.
Since it is based on the customs of the ancient underworld, it is natural to use things from the ancient underworld.
Everything he has in his hand is for defense and saving people. It is useless to take it out. He can try river burial, but Huangquan River cannot go there now.
The conditions are limited, and there is only one Yinbi beast, which has a deep connection and is the most suitable one.
Come to think of it, in the ancient underworld, there should be a burial method called Yinxi burial.
Yes, that's it.
It seems that I will need to re-write a compilation of all heavenly burial methods in the future. I will write this down and work on it slowly.
Qin Yang stood outside the coffin, staring at the somewhat dazed Yinbi Beast.
The Yintan beast coiled up in a snake formation and sat on the white ghost's chest. It looked at Qin Yang and then at the white ghost with some confusion.
Qin Yang frowned, what is this guy doing?
"Can't you swallow it?"
The evil beast shook its head.
"What is that? Can't you swallow it?"
The Yintan beast nodded somewhat awkwardly.
Qin Yang took out the coffin lid and sighed with regret.
"Since burial in the underworld is not possible, then I can only choose to be buried in the underworld. Put this coffin into the underworld."
After the words fell, the coffin was closed with a "bang" sound.
The two heads of the sinister beast in the coffin looked at each other, each other looking confused.
The two finally turned their heads and looked at the white ghost, quite confused.
First, the race is somewhat special, not just ordinary pure ghosts. Second, it is too strong to be eaten.
However, this is the biggest opportunity in my conscious life. If I just let it go, I will be punished by God...
Qin Yang put away the coffin and didn't care what the Yinni beast did.
Anyway, the next time he passes by the underworld, if the Yintan beast has not swallowed it, he will throw the coffin into the underworld and complete the underworld burial.
Now that the White Ghost has been completely eliminated, a big stone has fallen from Qin Yang's heart.
Now all I need to do is not let others know that I did these things.
I looked around the palace. It looked very ordinary. As a closed town, it was actually quite ordinary. The most valuable thing was the stone door with the back of the hatchet man.
Even if it is just a back view, it can be regarded as a rare treasure.
You can take it back to admire the majestic figure of the hatchet man, or show it to the black shadow.
When necessary, it can also be used as a special magic weapon.
Speaking of this, Qin Yang thought of his own black pot again, and felt heartbroken. What a good thing, but it was ruined. What remained in the black pot was not a power similar to projection, but the remnants of real power.
Despite all the efforts, the stone gate could not be dismantled. If we insist on dismantling it, we will have to dismantle the main hall and everything around the stone gate will be smashed.
Looking at the empty hall again, Qin Yang, adhering to the good virtue of diligence and frugality, decided to dig out the hall and move it away.
Walk out of the stone gate and ask the puppet master to take out a bunch of puppets and work together to dig out the inner hall along the outermost periphery of the hall.
After half an hour of work, the entire hall was dug out, completely separated from the top, bottom, left and right, and the earth and rocks in the ground.
Qin Yang stretched out his hand, and the true essence gurgled out, wrapping the entire hall inside. Before the skill could react, he thought for a while, and then spread the true essence in, covering the inside of the hall as well.
This time, it immediately shows that it can be picked up.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, a large hall with a rather square style that was not like a human building slowly shrank and fell into Qin Yang's hands. The coffin storing the white ghost's body was also thrown into the hall for temporary storage.
Qin Yang groped around the main hall, looked at the underground passage, and suddenly found a large vacancy. He put away the puppet master, then entered the stealth state, and then put away the formation disk that suppressed all the fluctuations and auras here.
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Along the passage, Qin Yang left the ground silently, looked back at the battlefield where fierce fighting was taking place in the distance, grinned, greased the soles of his feet, and slipped away.
Without the white ghost, the big ghost might have caught the opponent off guard at the beginning, causing the Netherworld Holy Sect to suffer heavy losses.
But when the masters of the Netherworld Holy Sect gain a firm foothold and follow-up reinforcements follow up, it will be impossible for the big ghost to destroy the Netherworld Holy Sect.
As one of the three major demon sects in the southern barbarian land, the Netherworld Holy Sect does not even have a single magic master on the surface, but it has developed for so long, has a profound foundation, and must have a lot of trump cards.
When it comes time to fight to the death, the Netherworld Holy Sect can't hide it.
As for the big ghost, his aura, momentum, and strength are better than before. In terms of realm alone, none of the masters from the Netherworld Holy Sect are stronger than him. The Netherworld Holy Sect wants to kill the big ghost who is even better than before.
There should be no chance.
Both sides have their own strengths and weaknesses. Furthermore, they have been neighbors for who knows how many years, and they are not strangers. It would be difficult to tell the difference between life and death.
And this situation is what Qin Yang wants to see most.
As the saying goes, a hundred-footed insect never dies. The more powerful the power, the less likely it is to completely destroy it.
Just like the conflict with the Buddha Sect back then, Qin Yang had no intention of completely destroying the Buddha Sect from the beginning.
If you really end up in someone else's nest, they will lose their scruples and concerns, and have nothing to lose, and things may become even more troublesome.
But now, the Buddha Cult is hanging half alive. It can no longer keep a low profile. It honestly dares not to do anything. It is not seen that the people of the Futu Demon Cult are arrogant in Nanman. It is not because they think they can still be saved. There is no way.
You need to give up on yourself.
Three thousand years to the east of the river, three thousand years to the west of the river, if we cultivate and develop well, maybe after eighteen hundred years, the Buddha Demon Sect can return to its peak again.
After successfully coming out of the third secret realm, he encountered reinforcements from the Netherworld Saint Sect. Qin Yang bypassed these people and continued to play upward.
Wandering around, avoiding all possibilities of being noticed, and carefully spending three days, Qin Yang finally returned to the ghost pit along the cold pool.
Just the sudden appearance here, I immediately noticed that the person guarding the cold pool had changed. A corpse was lying on the edge of the cold pool, with its head buried in the water, and the blood fainted little by little.
It was a disciple of the Netherworld Holy Sect whom I had met before.
It looked like he had just died.
Immediately afterwards, formation fluctuations began to appear, and restrictions turned into a large net, quickly covering the cold pool.
Qin Yang merged into the void, quietly exited the cold pool, and slowly wandered toward a distant place.
After opening some distance, Qin Yang turned back and took a closer look.
Around the cold pool, there was a bald man with an evil aura who was disposing of the corpse, and there were also several monks in the realm of the gods who were busy setting up formations, apparently preparing to seal the cold pool.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Yang heard a fierce cry of a raptor, exploding in the ghost pit.
The strong wind swept up the strong ghost, yin, and evil spirits here and spread them to both sides.
A big bird missing its left wing appeared in the sky.
The big bird has silvery white wings, a belly as black as thick ink, a long neck and long legs. At first glance, it looks quite handsome, but its head and claws are as bright as blood, and its eyes are black and red.
, the anger that cannot be concealed, accompanied by vicious malice, continues to spread to the surroundings.
The big bird has a long mouth and makes a fierce cry. When it opens its mouth and inhales, many ghosts hidden in the black mist transformed by the rich Yin Qi, ghost Qi, and evil Qi seem to be torn apart from the thin
Flying out of the black mist, they kept falling into the big bird's mouth.
As the number of devoured items slowly increased, the wound on the left side of the big bird's body, which was still bleeding, slowly stopped bleeding, and its flesh, bones, and feathers all seemed to be being rebuilt bit by bit.
Mixed in the dense torrent of ghosts, one could occasionally see monks from the Netherworld Holy Sect being swallowed up by the big bird along with the ghosts.
"Vietnam pheasant?"
Qin Yang looked at the sky, his heart filled with astonishment, and his face became increasingly ugly.
I just praised the Buddha Sect, and I was slapped in the face just because I climbed up from below.
There are some shitty things that are really not worthy of praise.
Qin Yang glanced at the monks of the Futu Demon Sect who were sealing the cold pool, and then looked up at the unscrupulous Yue Pheasant. He still didn't understand what was going on.
The bastards of the Buddha Sect have been keeping a low profile for so long, and finally they can’t stand it anymore.
Nowadays, the Netherworld Holy Sect and the big ghost have completely turned against each other and are fighting for their lives. More and more experts from the Netherworld Holy Sect are involved, and the battle has entered a stalemate stage.
And this will inevitably lead to a serious lack of high-end combat power in the Netherworld Holy Sect's residence.
At the same time, the Netherworld Holy Sect used secret methods to construct an avenue, and poured the accumulated power in the station along the avenue into the secret realm below to support the disciples below in their battles.
But in this way, the power required by the station itself will be reduced.
For example, the most important mountain protection formation.
At this time, it is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The cold pool in the deepest part of the ghost pit is blocked, making it impossible for the masters of the Netherworld Saint Sect to return to the rescue. As long as it takes enough time, even if those masters rush out, the Netherworld Saint Sect will probably be robbed by the people of the Buddha Sect.
Once it is empty, all the people inside the door will be slaughtered.
When the time comes, you may not even have the strength to take revenge.
It seems reasonable, but it's not reasonable at all.
At this time, making such a big deal is not in line with the current situation of the Buddha Demon Sect. If it attracts everyone's attention, it will become the target of public criticism.
In today's general environment, massacre is not the mainstream.
Especially with such a crazy method, allowing pheasants to eat monks alive, who really thinks that the Futu Demon Cult cannot be allowed to develop in such a crazy way, and just throw out the slogan of "doing justice for heaven, exterminating demons and defending Tao", I guess they can get it.
many people.
Qin Yang squinted his eyes and took a look into the deepest part of the ghost pit. These guys were so bad. They sealed the cold pool and didn't cut off the supply of power immediately.
This is to delay as much time as possible.
Climbing out from the side of the ghost pit, what I saw was simply purgatory on earth, with all kinds of chaotic forces and divine light twisting through the heaven and earth.
In the Netherworld Holy Sect's station, flames shot into the sky, and the pheasant, with half of its left wing growing out, became more and more ferocious and evil, with evil aura steaming out, and went on a killing spree.
Those ghosts that had not been exploited by the Yintan beast were all eaten up by the pheasant this time. From the vague ghosts to the ghost kings with spiritual intelligence, they were all devoured by it.
If the monks outside the Netherworld Saint Sect are targeted by the pheasants, they will be devoured directly.
In addition to Yue Pheasant, there are also several masters from the Futu Demon Sect who are trying their best to break through the crumbling mountain-protecting formation of the Netherworld Holy Sect.
Looking at it like this, the mountain-protecting formation won't be able to resist for much longer.
The masters stationed in the station were quite calm and did not rush out to kill people. They knew that at this time, they must delay as much time as possible. The longer the time, the more beneficial it is to them.
A disciple of the Netherworld Holy Sect desperately destroyed most of the power transmission channels that the Buddha Sect had not cut off. When they were unable to contact them, they wanted to inform the people below that there was a situation above.
Qin Yang looked at the increasingly arrogant and unscrupulous ferocious bird from a distance, and the more he looked at it, the more unhappy he became.
This is the first time in such a long time that he has seen such unscrupulous aliens in the wilderness, killing and devouring monks wantonly.
As the saying goes, if you don't feel anything when you see this scene, that's abnormal.
After thinking about it, Qin Yang pulled out a piece of hair and threw it out. The clone swayed and turned into the unlucky guy he had just seen.
The clone smacked his mouth and wanted to say something. Seeing that Qin Yang's face didn't look very good, he didn't say anything and rushed down the ghost pit.
During the march, the clone's transformation began to improve rapidly. Wounds appeared on his body, his clothes were tattered, his breath began to become unstable, and his expression became increasingly crazier.
When he rushed to the cold pool at the deepest part of the ghost pit, the clone let out an inarticulate roar.
The whole person turned into a stream of light and hit the top of the cold pool. The blocking of the guarding monks had no effect.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the clone self-destructed, and the terrifying power turned into an impact and spread in all directions indiscriminately.
The monk who wanted to stop him was killed on the spot by two divine gates, and the ban that had just been arranged was forcibly destroyed.
Qin Yang followed the clone and pulled out the puppet master near the bottom of the ghost pit to wait together.
"Wait a minute, if that ferocious bird flies down, can you trap it? I'm going to take it back to make soup."
"Oh, okay." The puppet master nodded.
Sure enough, what happened at the bottom of the ghost pit was that the pheasant, whose left wing had almost fully grown, swooped down immediately.
When it broke through the black mist, a giant millipede-like puppet was seen in front of it.
The puppet's abdomen revealed a huge hole with a clicking sound.
The pheasants are ferocious and untamed. No matter how hard they are willing to dodge, they will be ready to confront the monsters that appear in front of them.
The puppet master opened his abdomen and rushed forward without dodging. Ignoring all the attacks of the pheasant, he directly held the pheasant in his arms and stuffed it into his belly. In the blink of an eye, his abdomen closed again, and the puppet master also
He regained his human form and stood beside Qin Yang.
He looked like a normal person, not afraid of the pheasant revolting in his belly.
Qin Yang grabbed the puppet master's shoulders and threw him directly into the sea. Then he glanced in the direction of the Netherworld Holy Sect, turned around and left.
If they have reached this point and the Netherworld Holy Sect still can't stop them, then they are too weak. After all, they are one of the three sects of the Southern Barbarian Demonic Way.
The master of the Buddha Cult immediately noticed that the Yue Pheasant had disappeared in an instant. He took out the jade talisman, but could not sense where the Yue Pheasant was at all.
Things started to get out of control.
In the secret realm below, the power supply disappeared, and the leader of Netherworld immediately sent experts to investigate.
Without the obstruction of the ban, they immediately discovered the situation outside, and then the masters of the Netherworld Saint Sect who were fighting in the third secret realm began to retreat.
The big ghost with red eyes chased him all the way, but without much success.
The big ghost did not continue to chase, and watched the Netherworld Holy Sect retreat with heavy losses. However, when he returned to the underground and prepared to return to life, he could not see the stone gate. There was only a huge hole in the place, the stone gate and the stone gate behind it.
Space disappeared together.
A quick look shows that the remaining traces all indicate that the things that were originally here have been poached, and the number of people who came here is not small.
When he thought of the retreating Netherworld Holy Sect, the big ghost immediately rushed out like crazy.
He caught up with the Netherworld Saint Sect's large army that had not yet broken out of the secret realm, and attacked in a frenzied manner.
The head of Netherworld looked sallow, and he didn't understand why this big ghost seemed to have lost his mind.
At this moment, an injured master entered the first secret realm. He was far away and began to shout loudly.
"The leader, the demon leader of the Buddha Sect, is about to break through the mountain guarding formation!"
The masters of the Netherworld Holy Sect were entangled by the crazy ghost and could not escape. The leader of the Netherworld was so anxious that he shouted sharply out of desperation.
"Even now, don't you understand? This is a conspiracy! We have all been used by others, that is, the devil of the Buddha Cult, who is sowing discord and pulling us all into the conspiracy step by step. They want to
Catch us all in one fell swoop..."
The big ghost paused and froze in mid-air. He could no longer hear clearly what the leader of Netherworld said behind him.
He regained his sense a little and thought that no one knew about that adult's resting place. In other words, the Netherworld Holy Sect definitely didn't know about it. Who were the masters of the Netherworld Holy Sect?
Everyone knows...
And those people definitely don't have the time to go underground, and they definitely don't have the ability to dig out the place where the adults are sleeping and take them away.
I thought about the black oil from before, and what a coincidence. At this moment, the Demon Cult of Buddha came that no one expected.
The big ghost no longer cares about the Netherworld Holy Sect. His grudges with the Netherworld Holy Sect can be put aside for now.
His top priority now is to find the master.
The big ghost was floating in the air, looking at the leader of Netherworld with red eyes.
"Did you dig up the resting place of my lord?"
"What sleeping place?" The leader of Netherworld was so anxious that he had no time to ask. He just looked at the big ghost's reaction and guessed that something happened to the big ghost.
"I don't even know the place of sleep. No matter what you say, it has nothing to do with me!"
The big ghost didn't say anything and rushed out of the ghost pit.
He began to think that it was the Netherworld Holy Sect that did it, but he knew too well that he knew that the Netherworld Holy Sect did not have this ability.
When the Buddha Sect appeared, he had actually guessed that this was a conspiracy, the conspiracy of the Buddha Sect!
The big ghost rushed out with red eyes, paying no attention to the people of the Netherworld Holy Sect. When he saw that there were indeed many masters of the Futu Demon Sect, the big ghost was completely convinced.