Three streaks of light passed through the sky, seeming to have discovered where Qin Yang was. They changed their direction midway and landed in front of Qin Yang.
The aura dissipated, and three people walked out. The leader was one with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a prominent forehead, and short hair like a hedgehog. His skin was slightly red, and traces of blood mist floated on the surface of his body. When he exhaled, the surrounding air,
It seems to have become extremely hot.
A trace of doubt emerged in Qin Yang's heart. In this situation, it seems that the blood is too strong and overflows when it is full. However, if the control is perfect, this situation will definitely not happen. However, this person's movements seem to be light, but he falls behind.
At that time, not even dust was raised, which was obviously a sign of the subtle control over oneself.
Moreover, the slightest threat coming from this person failed to make him feel that he was certain to die, indicating that this person must have surpassed the foundation building and was a three-dimensional monk.
As for the other two, they are both in the late stage of foundation building. One has a deer head and rat eyes, and looks like a thief even if he doesn't steal. The other is very rich, has a smile on his face, and looks quite kind. Neither of these two are practicing body training.
Tao, but ordinary Qi refining monks.
The vast majority of monks practice techniques that absorb spiritual energy, strengthen the true essence, and consolidate the Taoist foundation. The power of intensive cultivation is true essence. Physical cultivation is a relatively rare type. They temper themselves and strengthen their bodies.
With extremely strong qi and blood, and successful physical cultivation, the body itself is everything. It does not need the assistance of ordinary magic weapons at all. The body is comparable to a magic weapon.
I had always thought that the Magic Stone Holy Sect was a physical cultivation sect, but I never thought that there were ordinary monks.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Yang suddenly realized that he had gone astray. Ordinary monks follow the normal path. Even if they are not very talented, they can get started. If they want to improve in the future, as long as they have resources, skills, and a little understanding,
A little chance may not necessarily lead to achievements. There are many strong people who are not very talented.
But physical cultivation is a bit extreme, easy to learn but difficult to master. Even ordinary people with no talent can get started if they are willing to work hard, but the difficulty of promotion increases in a straight line. The higher the realm, the more difficult it is to improve than ordinary monks.
, more than 90% of physical cultivation cannot even reach the foundation building, so they can only rely on their strength to make a living as a coolie, digging or something...
Therefore, anyone who feels that he or she has no talent for physical training and wants to achieve something will naturally not choose to take the arduous path of physical training, even if he has achieved some success in physical training, he will indeed be frighteningly strong.
After the three of them landed, the leader didn't make a sound and just stood there with a straight face. On the other hand, the very rich young man next to him came out with a smile, looked Qin Yang up and down, and clicked his tongue.
"Jia Yun, I didn't expect that you are still alive. You are very lucky."
Jia Yun is the unlucky guy Qin Yang is pretending to be now. Of course this guy died, and he was the first to die...
Qin Yang remained silent, with drooped eyelids and a cold expression. Who knew he would meet an acquaintance? He didn't even know what this guy's name was, and judging from his behavior, he most likely had a grudge against the unlucky guy. Oh,
Now I have a grudge against myself...
"Huh, Jia Yun, why are you still standing there! I didn't see the little saint son Hua Lian here, why don't you come over and pay a visit!" The rich young man trembled on his face, and was a little puzzled. Jia Yun saw him every day, and everything was wrong.
Staring angrily and gnashing his teeth, why are you so calm today and not reacting at all?
"Jia Xibei, stop talking nonsense." Little Saint Hua Lian frowned and looked at Qin Yang: "Your name is Jia Yun, right? What happened here? Where are the others?"
"Everyone else is dead. Not long after Master Wu Yu went down, a sudden change occurred. This fragment of the secret realm almost collapsed." Qin Yang answered solemnly.
"Master Wu Yu?" Hua Lian was stunned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. He couldn't remember that there was such a senior in the sect...
"What nonsense, Master Wu Yu? There is no master with this name in our sect! Little Saint, I think this Jia Yun is a fake at all. It is impossible to say that he was transformed by some demon. Otherwise, why are the others dead?
Is he the only one left intact? Take it first and then talk about it." A cold light flashed in Jia Xibei's eyes, and a black spiked ball appeared out of thin air in his hand...
"Master Wu Yu, when he was about to die five thousand years ago, he entered the ancestral tomb. Now he has found out why there are strange things happening deep in the ancestral tomb. Then he walked out of the ancestral tomb and went to the depths of the secret realm fragments to explore the truth." Qin Yang bared his teeth.
, with a sneer on his face: "I hope you can remember what you said in front of Master Wu Yu!"
Jia Xibei's face turned pale, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. If anyone knew that his words had insulted his master, they would definitely die miserably.
However, after a pause, Jia Xibei seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and sneered: "It's a joke, who in this sect doesn't know that the seniors who entered the ancestral tombs all lost their vitality and buried themselves in the ancestral tombs."
"Yes, Master Wu Yu has been dead for five thousand years." Qin Yang sighed quietly. The expressions of the three people across from him all froze, and they instantly thought of the legend about the ancestral tomb. In the ancestral tomb, there are occasionally
Some ancestors will not sleep forever after death, but will turn into strange creatures and wander around...
"Don't you want to know why everyone else died? They were all disrespectful with their words and were killed by Master Wu Yu. I was just lucky enough to be from the same lineage as Master Wu Yu and survived."
"Then why don't you report back to the sect immediately?" Jia Xibei's face turned pale. He would rather believe that this kind of thing happened than believe that it didn't happen. But he was really unwilling to do so and finally seized the opportunity to deal with Jia Yun...
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"Master's order, do you have any objections?"
Jia Xibei was choked and had nothing to say, and she didn't dare to speak out if she had any opinions.
Even the little saint son Hua Lian did not dare to say anything too much in his words at this moment, which could cause such a big change. In addition, when he passed by a place before, he had seen a dead land where the death energy was steaming.
Condensed but not scattered, now I naturally believe in what Qin Yang said, and everything can be explained.
"No, little saint son, this person is definitely not Jia Yun, he is definitely transformed by a demon. Jia Yun and I are the most familiar, and Jia Yun's character is not like this!" Jia Xibei gritted his teeth slightly, his eyes flashed, and his face still remained
With a smile on the face but not a smile on the face.
"That's right. Jia Yun is definitely not like this on weekdays. There is a big difference." The silent young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks next to him added.
"Jia Xibei, everyone is different, and everyone's experience is different. I have experienced life and death, and have been taught by Master Wu Yu, and I have grown up. There is a saying that when you drink water, you know whether it is warm or cold.
It's not me, how can you know everything?" Qin Yang shook his head and sighed, with a calm look on his face.
"Fart! If you talk cleverly, you are lying!"
"Fuck your mother's stinky fart! You're not me. How do you know whether my fart is strawberry or apple? Have you tasted it every time?" Qin Yang shouted angrily, with a trace of metallic luster on his body.
Floating, the voice had a hint of the clanging sound of gold and iron: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly what this is!"
Shaking his body, he ran the Gengjin Naxi Technique with all his strength. The golden light on his body shone brightly, as if he had turned into a golden man. He stretched out one hand and held a token in his hand. The aura slowly lit up. The aura gathered together and turned into the word Jia Yun, which was printed on the
above the token.
Jia Xibei's face was livid, and he stood there without saying a word. With the Gengjin Naxi technique and the token to inspire him, no matter what kind of demon he was, he couldn't fake it.
Qin Yang put away the token and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "It doesn't matter whether you really saw through it or pretended to see through it, anyway, I am Jia Yun now! Do you know what picking up and binding is?"
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