Qin Yang waited for another three days, but there was still no trace of Ping Emperor White Snake.
"Come on, I can't go back in a short time..." Qin Yang sighed, feeling helpless. The bad premonition finally became a reality. This unreliable Uncle Bai really forgot about him and hasn't come back for three days.
, if nothing else happens, he won’t come in the next three months. If he’s not lucky and falls asleep somewhere, he might not come again in another three hundred years...
When they were bragging about eating meat together before, Uncle Bai once boasted that he had mastered an ancient secret technique that must be understood in dreams. There was once a dream that lasted for three hundred years. On weekdays, when he understood it, dozens of
It is also normal for hundreds of years.
The reason why I have been awake in the past few years is purely because I have just slept for more than a hundred years. When I think of moving around, it is also because Emperor Ping White Snake is awake. In the past few years, there has been sudden movement outside of the Thieving Door. Otherwise, it can be relied on
With your own strength, you can walk out of the station, cross the Yin River, and come to the door of the thieves outside. It would be good to have two or three of them.
Qin Yang has given up any hope on Emperor Ping White Snake...
I just hope that the people of the Magic Stone Holy Sect can react a little bit. An old antique who died five thousand years ago walked out of his ancestral tomb and came here with all his disciples dead and injured. They won't have no reaction at all, right?
When the Demon Stone Holy Sect sends people to investigate, it is impossible for him, the only surviving disciple, to be left here alone, right?
Of course, there are risks in following along. If you send a disciple, chances are good that you will not be able to see through your own shape-changing skills. But if you send a master, there is a high chance that you will be able to see through your own shape-changing skills.
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So the disguise should also look a little more like it.
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Recalling the skill book that came into my mind before, it was just as expected. It was a skill book, and it was a body-training method. It was called "Gengjin Naxi Jue". Although the rank was just a "Jue",
But it is the best among them, only one step behind "Dharma".
Gold is called Congge, which is dense and sharp, while Geng metal is the gold of axes and axes, and has the strongest killing spirit. All swords, weapons, sharp weapons, and even materials have the energy of Geng metal. If you practice this Geng Jin Naxi method, you will be able to
It is to absorb the energy of Geng metal among many gold and iron, refine it, incorporate it into one's own body, and make it compatible with the skin and bones.
It's just that the Geng-Metal Qi in gold and iron is too sharp and can be divided into life and death. This Geng-Metal Qi will return to death and be absorbed for a long time. Eventually, there is a danger that the body will turn into metal and become stiff, and turn into a golden person. And this door
The skill is brilliant because it can also absorb the Western Geng Metal Qi floating between heaven and earth, using it as Qi to reconcile life and death and resolve potential crises.
The Geng-Metal Qi in the West begins every year in Shen, flourishes in You, and is grounded in Xu. That is to say, from the beginning of autumn to the frost, it is the time when the Geng-Metal Qi in the West is strong.
Counting the years, it’s just past the frost. No wonder this guy came here. His practice for the next year can only be maintained by consuming gold and iron. He can practice anywhere. It’s hard to say that this unlucky guy is poor.
I was so panicked that I wanted to come here to look for some metal ore.
After pondering for a moment and confirming that the technique was clear, Qin Yang took out a piece of metal ore from his storage bag and slowly operated the technique.
Each exhalation and inhalation was several times slower than before. The Qi pulse was long. As time passed, a wisp of white air continued to flow with Qin Yang's exhalation and inhalation. The white air wrapped the metal ore and followed Qin Yang's inhalation.
, there was suddenly a wisp of gold inside, and when he exhaled again, it turned into white gas.
The white gas continued to flow back and forth. Half an hour later, a man-sized piece of metal ore in front of him had turned into honeycomb-like gray stone. With a slight squeeze, it immediately turned into powder and scattered.
Qin Yang closed his eyes and continued to operate the technique. A trace of metallic luster flowed under his skin. When his bones surged, there was a sonorous and powerful sound of raw and hard gold and iron, just like countless swordsmen clashing.
After continuously absorbing the metal ore he was carrying, Qin Yang opened his eyes, shouted in his mouth, used his palm as a knife, and stabbed straight at the bluestone next to him. A trace of golden light floated on his arm, and with a puff, half of his arm
None of them entered the bluestone.
"Tsk tsk, it's a big sect. The techniques practiced by ordinary disciples are far better than those of casual cultivators. I just started, but they are already so strong. They can exert the power of low-level magic weapons with bare hands."
, If you cooperate with Guan Shou or something, within the same level, if you can't protect yourself with treasure, I'm afraid that someone will be stabbed to death." Qin Yang sighed.
Touching his own skin, he found that it did not become hard as described in the technique. Instead, it was the same as before. There was nothing special about it. Qin Yang couldn't help but admire that the sea of Zixiao Dao Jing was so powerful that it was open to all rivers.
It is unreasonable, and even the body-training method can be accommodated in it, and it can eliminate the bad and keep the good, eliminate the shortcomings of the method, and only absorb the advantages and integrate them into itself.
There is no need to worry about the defects that I was worried about before.
My Tao Foundation is strong enough to easily absorb and divide it, and I don't even feel much about it.
This is the reason why we have re-sharpened the foundation of the road and made it perfect!
It's just a pity that this skill is too expensive. The metal ore that I worked so hard to collect can only be used for beginners. If my physical foundation is not really strong, it would be difficult to pretend to be a foundation-building body practitioner...
"Hey, that's right!" Qin Yang's expression changed, he took out the broken-handled sledgehammer, and laughed: "What kind of metal ore do you want? Isn't this broken-handled sledgehammer the best training material? The Geng contained in it
The energy of gold is most likely enough to support the entire foundation-building period of cultivation!"
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Qin Yang immediately started to operate the technique. Each exhalation and inhalation became longer and longer. A stream of white air spurted out from his mouth as he breathed, wrapping around the broken-handled sledgehammer. After Shaoqing, he breathed it back in.
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However, after half an hour, Qin Yang's face was blue and purple, his eyes were bulging, and there was still no trace of Gengjin in the white air, and the broken-handled sledgehammer was intact!
"I can't even suck it!"
Qin Yang stared angrily and gritted his teeth: "I originally planned to use the waste, but since it can't be used, let's wait to suppress the pit!"
Saying that, he put the broken-handled sledgehammer into his storage bag bitterly.
In the storage bag, half a sleepy chicken head was drilled out of the broken-handled sledgehammer. The ugly chicken raised its eyelids and opened them slightly. With a trace of disdain in his eyes, he muttered in a low voice: "Oh, I'm a coward."
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After scolding, Chicken Head opened his mouth and swallowed a few spiritual stones again, then got into the broken-handled sledgehammer and made no movement.
But Qin Yang still didn't find anything, and he didn't even notice that there were a lot of missing spiritual stones in the storage bag...
Qin Yang has not practiced with spirit stones for a long time since he completed the Purple Sky Dao Sutra. He doesn't even know how many spirit stones he has...
Gengjin Naxi can never practice, he can only play with other things.
The two identity tokens I touched before, one belonged to Manager Qiu, and the other belonged to the unlucky guy from the Magic Stone Holy Sect.
This kind of tokens are all specially made and have different functions, but they all have one common characteristic. After the token is successfully refined, whoever refines it first will own it, and then it will be refined by others.
, the only result is that the ban collapses and is completely useless.
It is precisely because of this that many sects regard this token as the key to verify identity.
Simply put, it means bringing your own anti-counterfeiting ID card.
Qin Yang silently recalled everything about this kind of token during the magic weapon appraisal. He held two tokens and played with them casually, with the corners of his mouth slowly raised.