Chapter 795 Put on the vest before going out, the puppet master is an honest person
The atmosphere was a bit awkward and deadlocked.
Meng Yi came up and looked like he was going to open up, but Ying Bai was really a little confused.
The Taoist sect has a long history and has experienced ups and downs in ancient times. However, no matter whether it is prosperous or declining, the Taoist sect's inheritance has never been broken.
The concept they uphold can be said to be the most thorough implementation of the core concepts of most sects.
In addition, the Taoist sect has a really good reputation among the human race. If there is no deep hatred, everyone will give him some face.
Ying Bai is now a mountain ghost, but he is also from the human race. He has received more or less favors from the Taoist sect. Logically speaking, he is just borrowing the Taoist sect and should not deny the Taoist sect face.
But after a series of thoughts flashed through his mind, Ying Bai raised his head, his face a little cold.
She will not stop Qin Yang from doing anything. That is Qin Yang's decision. Whether it is good or bad, it is Qin Yang's life. She will only tell Qin Yang the information she knows.
Likewise, others cannot influence her life or her decisions.
Even if the other party is the tomb guard of the Taoist sect, she will stop him.
Ying Bai slowly stretched out a hand, and instantly, there was a buzz in the air. Looking around, everything within his sight was suppressed, and everything seemed to be frozen there.
It seems that the entire weight of Kuishan has been blessed here in an instant.
The shadow behind Meng Yi slowly began to solidify, and the simple door of the ancestral temple began to solidify. In the mausoleum world behind it, which was full of lifeless energy, invisible tombstones rose from the ground and inserted into the sky.
The black cloth covering Meng Yi's eyes automatically became loose and had a tendency to fall down.
A unique aura belonging to Meng Yi began to emanate from his eye sockets. It came from the river of time and had unrivaled power.
However, Ying Bai's expression did not waver at all. Behind her, rays of light gathered from all directions, converging into a statue of herself.
This is a plan to fight to the end.
At this moment, Meng Yi stretched out a hand, pressed the black cloth, and sighed.
"The name of Mountain Ghost is indeed well-deserved."
In an instant, his momentum began to decline, and the shadow that appeared behind him also disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, Meng Yi seemed to have turned into a blind old man with a slight stoop.
A smile appeared on his face, and he bowed his hands again.
"Let me reintroduce you. Meng Yi, the guardian of the mausoleum of Daomen, is Qin Yang's uncle. He needs to use Daokui Mountain to deal with some troublesome matters. I hope the mountain ghost will be accommodating."
Click...
The surrounding solidified space instantly returned to its original state, the wind began to continue blowing, and the dust continued to slowly fall.
Ying Bai put down his hands in astonishment, and understood many things instantly.
She would not doubt whether what Meng Yi said was true or false. If he could say such words at this time and here, coupled with the phantom of the mausoleum world, it would be impossible to prove his identity.
Similarly, she also understood why Meng Yi wanted to make a move first.
Meng Yi wanted to see if she would still firmly stop him in that situation.
This is to confirm whether she is worthy of complete trust.
This terrifying Taoist mausoleum guard was very different from the Taoist people in her impression. He did not have the temperament of a Taoist person at all.
She could sense that Meng Yi was really ready to take action just now, his determination was unwavering, and he didn't hesitate at all.
She even had a feeling that if she did not have a firm belief and really backed down and gave way, the tomb keeper would definitely take action without hesitation and forcefully summon the Taoist ancestral tomb directly here.
Let Zuling take her place and guard here.
In fact, if she dared to stop her, Meng Yi would dare to do so at all costs.
Kill her.
Even though the old man's aura seemed much weaker than hers, under the black cloth covering his eyes, there was a terrifying power that made her heart tremble.
The power to make her disappear completely.
The only thing about this tomb keeper that matched her impression of the Taoist sect was probably his unwavering will.
"The juniors are still young, and it's not time for them to carry the banner. I can still move with my old bones, so I will do what I can. Not to mention making it easier for the juniors to grow up, at least they will not die young.
Already."
Meng Yi smiled, just like an old man nagging the younger members of the family. It seemed that the only thing he talked about was helping the younger generations to cook one or two meals.
Ying Bai wanted to say something, but all he could say was speechless.
After a long time, she sighed softly.
"Qin Yang has already gone in."
The smile on Meng Yi's face froze slightly, and then he continued to smile.
"Then I can't delay it any longer."
Ying Bai took a few steps back, got out of the way, clasped his hands and saluted solemnly, and said nothing.
This time, it is not to respect his identity as a Taoist mausoleum guard, but to respect him personally.
Meng Yi paced, as if taking a leisurely stroll, but he was unwavering.
Looking at Meng Yi's disappearing figure in the distance, Ying Bai murmured to himself.
"You are an outstanding person in the Taoist sect. No matter how many years go by, some things will never change."
A moment later, a panting white fox rushed out of the white mist.
"Master Shangui, what's wrong, a particularly strong blind old man rushed in. He ran too fast, I can't catch up with him..."
Ying Bai patted the white fox on the head and scolded him.
"What are you talking about? It's so rude."
"Ah?" Bai Hu looked confused.
…
Qin Yang raised his head and looked up at the sky. There were three bright moons in the sky, one full moon and two waning moons. One of the waning moons seemed to be missing a corner.
All the aura on Qin Yang's body has been restrained, and the clothes on his body have been replaced with enhanced concealment robes that absorb a series of things such as aura, odor, etc. There is also a magic weapon hanging around his neck that blocks the emanation of consciousness.
He made a lot of preparations in advance to ensure that no one could find him after he came in and that no trace would be left behind.
After entering here, Qin Yang immediately thought of the strange Jiufu Tomb he encountered when he first came in.
The obsessions of the nine dead ghosts turned into monsters, and they were still jealous and fighting for their wives every day. If it hadn't been for the enhanced version of Women's Friend, who pressed hard and talked about the woman's heart, asking her to come out and punish the nine dead ghosts.
I'm afraid that I felt completely cold the first time I entered the sea of thoughts.
When Qin Yang thought of the strange man who had been married nine times, he thought of the gift she gave him back then.
After rummaging through the storage ring for a long time, he pulled out a dusty sapphire hairpin and casually inserted it into his head.
If it hadn't been for this jade hairpin that was immune to charm, I might have been cold.
It's always good to be more prepared.
After adding an extra layer of insurance, Qin Yang first checked the surrounding environment.
There are insects chirping and a nightingale occasionally chirping. It seems to be a relatively safe place with nothing weird.
Take out a small notebook and record the location of your door first.
The first step is to use the ten-mile radius as a reference to work out the coordinates and mark the location of the door.
Considering that there may be a big boss who can destroy a ten-mile radius with one blow, it may be affected, and the large-scale changes in the terrain will continue to be strengthened.
Use the pupil technique to break through the fog and enhance your vision to the extreme. Using various places within a hundred miles as a reference, make three-dimensional coordinates, calculate them all from altitude to various height positions, and then mark the location of the exit.
So, use the thousand-mile range as a reference and do it again.
At this point, I took the opportunity to survey the general situation within a thousand miles radius to see if there was any danger and whether there might be something weird somewhere.
After everything was completed, Qin Yang took out another coffin.
There was a corpse of a mandrill lying inside. Before coming in, when he was preparing to calm down all kinds of aura and momentum, the mandrill had a bad mind and stared at him. He was about to uncover his skull, but Qin Yang conveniently did it.
Slaughter it and bring it over to use as a black ball.
I put Mandrill Chaodu and a light blue junk skill book into my head without even looking at it.
Then put the lid on the coffin. Since you have been saved, you can find a place to bury it when you are far away.
After completing the salvation here, even if anyone can trace back, there is no way to determine where he came from.
After doing this, Qin Yang took a deep breath.
The fishy smell of the earth is mixed with the rich vitality of heaven and earth.
Compared to the last time I came in, the vitality of heaven and earth was even stronger.
Just after taking a breath, you can clearly feel that his foundation has a tendency to be consolidated again, and even the long-term project of strengthening the colorful gravel has become faster.
This is the power that monks dream of most, the most righteous, peaceful, impartial, mellow and stable power that any living being or non-living being can absorb.
Qin Yang covered his figure and slowly flew up. After checking the direction, he flew in the opposite direction to the place where the fog became thicker.
The flying speed is not fast, but the advantage is stealth. It is better to be cautious. Although flying in mid-air may seem a bit dangerous, traveling in dense forests in the mountains is even more dangerous.
When I came in, the slogans were loud and loud, be reckless, be reckless.
If you really get in, if you act recklessly, you are seeking death.
Now the wave has just fallen, which means that the ten thousand years of reincarnation in the ocean of thoughts are in the initial stage.
The last time I came in, it was in the final stage, and the disaster caused by Emperor Ying was also added.
The final stage will definitely be quite different from the initial stage.
Even according to the last intelligence, apart from the creatures that died in the Nian Sea, except those killed by outsiders, the rest will eventually appear in a new reincarnation.
Emperor Ying probably didn't deal with too many people with his own hands back then.
All he wants is authority. Killing all the strong men is the quickest way, but it doesn't have to be done. If it is necessary, he won't be able to finish it even if he is exhausted.
It stands to reason that those people killed by Emperor Ying will not appear again, but Emperor Ying himself has now become a creature in the sea of thoughts. Qin Yang is not sure whether this information will change.
According to Qin Yang's understanding, the entire sea of thoughts is integrated. No matter how it changes internally, the meat will rot in the pot. Naturally, there will be no major changes for tens of millions of years.
The outsiders killed the creatures here, and in a disguised form, they took away a bit of authority, which reduced the meat in the pot. After the outsiders left, this bit of authority completely disappeared.
If an outsider takes away the authority here and does not leave before reopening the pot, he himself becomes the meat in the pot. The authority he took away will naturally fall back into the pot, and there will be no overall change.
If the speculation is correct, then the entire sea of thoughts has not changed much from before. The only change may be that there is less of a puppet master and a dream master.
The puppet master was taken out by him. Even though he was smuggled in, he was still ashore, but he didn't take the path of taking away all the power and detachment.
The dream master was killed by him and saved a dragon, so he would naturally not appear again.
At this thought, Qin Yang couldn't help but feel a sense of expectation.
At the beginning of the ten thousand year reincarnation, there should be a lot of strong people.
According to the legends I heard when I came here last time, there are many legends about the twelve divisions of the ancient human race here.
Although he has never met anyone except the puppet master and the dream master, he has always believed that the legend may only be a legend, and there may not even be a real person in the village.
If the speculation is correct, then the demon master killed by Emperor Ying may appear again. This was said by the dream master himself back then.
Not necessarily others.
Qin Yang really hoped that other people would be there, even if they were copycats. Being copycats would only affect his strength, not his skills.
What he most wanted to see were the musicians.
This is one of the possible benefits of entering here recommended by killer Qin Yang.
It is very likely that the Tianmo score was written by the musician himself, so the musician himself should be able to understand it.
When it's time to run out of options, make a deal and use bringing him ashore as a bargaining chip. I believe that no matter who the other party is, they will agree to this deal.
Apart from these, there may be more things that can be learned in this era.
The dark shadow had been forcing him for a long time back then, encouraging him to come here, saying it was a great opportunity.
As he was flying, Qin Yang suddenly thought of something.
After the wave rolled back and fell again, did Emperor Ying's memory get reset when he was trapped in it?
If it is reset, he will not remember himself, nor will he remember what happened to him.
But in this case, there is another point that may be a loophole. Li Taixuan, the Minister of Rites at that time, was also here.
He may not remember what happened after entering Nianhai, but he may still remember what happened before entering. Then he will casually mention the characters he met before entering.
Wouldn’t it be all exposed?
If the memory has not been reset, then you have to be careful.
Anyway, no matter what, my current identity can no longer be used.
He rubbed his cheeks and used magic techniques to change his body shape and appearance, and even his soul's true form.
I have become Zhang Zhengyi out of habit. After thinking about it, it’s not quite right. It’s not very safe. After all, this guy is someone outside.
Then change it again. In order to ensure authenticity, it is best to use people who already exist.
Then change it to someone from another world.
After squeezing for a while, Qin Yang turned into a water mirror and looked at it, and smiled, revealing his white teeth.
“It’s unremarkable, not bad.”
The look has changed, the vest has been made into a complete set, and the name has also been changed.
Randomly named.
Ji Wuming, seems to have been used when bragging, please change it.
Ji Wuzhen...
The vest naming device made by the killer Qin Yang is really rubbish. How come it is in conflict with the surname Ji? Forget it, there is still some connection. After all, it is said that the surname Qin originated from the surname Ji.
Putting on his vest, Qin Yang immediately cut out his name, turned it into a dream ball, and stored it.
From now on, he is Ji Wuzhen, and it is impossible for him to leak anything even in his dreams.
If you can find a reliable local identity here, you will be able to blend in perfectly.
Qin Yang was so excited that after flying for a long time, he finally saw signs of living creatures.
The clouds in the distance are rolling and relaxing, as if a big hand is moving them, constantly changing their shapes.
At this moment, above the clouds, a giant leg covered in scales that looked like a pillar of heaven stepped through the clouds and landed on the ground with a bang.
Suddenly, the mountains collapsed, and the roaring sound was like bursts of thunder. Along with the shock wave, the area dozens of miles away was rumbling.
After the giant leg fell, he saw the clouds disintegrating in all directions, and a giant covered in scales was running wildly with his legs spread wide.
He took one step forward, jumped above the clouds, and ran towards the distance. In an instant, he could only see his back.
After a short breath, I heard a soft "zheng" sound playing between heaven and earth, and the sound of the guqin was dense and dense, and it was suddenly evolved into an impassioned feeling.
The melody seems to have no structure, and it can easily make people feel casual and unrestrained.
Accompanied by the sound of the piano, the clouds in the distance seemed to be captured by someone, and they were pinched into a gourd shape in an instant. At the mouth of the pot, the heavy rain gathered into a waterfall, gushes out, and converged downward.
An ordinary-looking ocher-colored guqin with no decorations, wrapped in divine light, flew from a distance. Above the divine light, a man was lying on his side, supporting his head with one hand.
He was wearing a flashy cannon, his mind was open, his hair was disheveled, but his beard was extremely neatly groomed.
He opened his mouth and faced the gourd with clouds in the sky. The waterfall spurted out of the gourd turned into gurgling wine and poured continuously into his mouth.
After two mouthfuls, the man curled his lips.
"General stuff."
With a casual wave of his hand, the gourd transformed by the clouds immediately shattered and turned into a heavy rain shower.
In an instant, the fragrant and soft aroma of wine filled the whole world.
It rained heavily in a land with a radius of hundreds of miles, but the rain was filled with wine.
All the creatures here, after being doused with wine, immediately staggered to the ground and fell into a coma as if they were drunk.
Qin Yang, who was hiding, just wanted to block the wine, but found that the wine contained a strange power that could easily penetrate his true energy protection.
However, the wine did not harm him, it just made him drink.
A blush quickly appeared on Qin Yang's face, and a long-lost feeling of drunkenness came to his heart.
Leaning against a tree, Qin Yang took out a gourd. With an idea, the gourd began to automatically collect the falling rainstorm wine.
The gourd was collecting wine, but Qin Yang felt more and more confused.
Too drunk.
From the soul to the physical body, everything seemed to be relaxing after drinking too much. The tense physical body, soul, and consciousness seemed to begin to relax.
Between relaxation, I actually felt a slight improvement.
In a daze, I vaguely heard the man's wild laughter coming from the sky.
"Demon Master, don't run away. I'm dying of thirst. I'm just lending you eight hundred stones of blood to make some wine..."
There was an angry roar from the sky, like rolling thunder.
"roll!"
Qin Yang's confused thoughts swirled.
Dare to chase the demon master, coupled with this kind of power, this style...
He must be a musician.
I know that for an honest person like the puppet master, as long as he is willing to say something, it will definitely not be false, and he will not say anything false.
Musicians are such a nuisance.
The thought slowly sank, Qin Yang rolled his eyelids, and passed away drunkenly.
The moment he closed his eyes, the killer Qin Yang came online directly. This guy's face was red, but his eyes were extremely indifferent, and he was not affected at all.
Feeling the current situation, the killer Qin Yang drooped his eyelids, instantly pretended to be drunk, and leaned against the tree trunk motionless.
But the seemingly unattended wine gourd next to it was still dutifully collecting the spilled rainstorm wine.
Killer Qin Yang leaned against the tree trunk, feeling the characteristics of this wine, and instantly deduced many ways to use it.
Good things are indeed good things, there is no harm in them, and you won’t die of drunkenness.
On the contrary, it has great benefits for the body, soul, and consciousness.
The downside is the time to get drunk.
It's not poison, but it's much easier to use than poisoning, and it's very penetrating.
When facing enemies in the future, just get them drunk and kill them with one more blow, it's simple and quick.
The prerequisite is to know the validity period of this thing.
If the time limit is too short, then study this and come up with something similar.
The killer Qin Yang did not act rashly and did not pursue him.
Anyone who is not blind would immediately be able to tell there is something wrong with his condition.
We have a long way to go, let’s collect intelligence first.