Qin Yang sat on the edge of the stone bed, picked up the jade slip, and put it between his eyebrows. The complicated content was continuously poured into his mind. After a while, Qin Yang put down the jade slip, with complex eyes full of doubts and uneasiness.
It is more of a fear of the unknown.
Jia Yun's master is really too weird. He must have seen through him. Why didn't he expose it? Why did he teach him a new skill? This Xinjin Naxi method is indeed complementary to the Gengjin Naxi method.
, the requirements for cultivation are higher. If it is the real Jia Yun, his foundation is indeed not enough to cultivate two branches at the same time.
It is actually easier for a monk to make progress in his practice than to consolidate his foundation. At a certain level, it is far more difficult to make the foundation stronger than to improve his realm.
This old man didn't really believe his lies. He really thought "Jia Yun" had a chance, right?
Furthermore, there are dozens of storage bags hanging on his body, and there are quite a lot of treasures stored in them. Yimu essence crystals, pen holder secret treasures, and even things like the Blood Lama can also be classified as secret treasures. For the great monks of Shenhai,
All are of great use.
He didn't even look at it, and he had no greed.
Qin Yang didn’t believe it at all!
It would be okay if he couldn't help but ask for the secret treasure, but there were a lot of Yimu essence crystals, and he didn't want even one.
You must know that only the vital and majestic Yimu essence can be extracted from ancient trees. It is even more difficult to condense it into crystal stones. It is extremely rare. However, the ancient wood that can extract the Yimu essence and condense it into crystals is extremely difficult.
Either it is a special breed, or it has given birth to spiritual intelligence and turned into a monster, and its number is extremely rare.
Absorbing this extremely high-quality Yimu essence, living dead human flesh and white bones, is just ordinary. If you regularly absorb it to improve yourself, it will have the effect of extending your life. There are countless wonderful uses.
Experts like Old Man Wei were very interested in it, but Jiang Chuan didn't care at all.
Too damn fake.
Qin Yang couldn't think of a reason for this as his thoughts were racing. When he came back to his senses, he thought of something more important...
After touching his butt and feeling nothing strange, he let out a sigh of relief. Speaking of which, this old man had done a good deed, at least he had rescued himself from the dead rabbit Hua Lian.
Although he escaped from Master Rabbit, he fell into the hands of Old Bangzi again...
But finally there is a little chance to breathe...
Thinking of this, Qin Yang couldn't help but secretly shake his head, wondering why the Demon Stone Holy Sect couldn't see any normal people.
An old antique who has been dead for five thousand years has turned into an ominous person and comes out to kill people; he is called the Little Saint Son, with a strong physical body and soaring blood, but he is a dead rabbit; the master of a peak has unfathomable strength, but is the most weird...
Even the leader of the Holy Demonic Stone Sect, who has never been masked and has only heard of it, is also a loudmouth who loves to talk nonsense. Of course, this needs to be verified. After all, it is the image that Old Man Wei said. It is normal to smear him.
This kind of sect can actually rank second among the Three Holy Sects of Huliang...
After thinking about it, Qin Yang could only sigh secretly.
The green smoke rising from the grave of the Demonic Stone Patriarch is definitely reaching into the sky, it is very spectacular.
In comparison, the grass on the grave of the Patriarch of the Thieving Sect is probably gone...
Otherwise, the descendants of the thieves would have been hunted for tens of thousands of years. They could only pass on the incense by relying on deception and hiding in Tibet.
"Bang bang..."
Just when Qin Yang was thinking a lot, there was a strange sound outside the door, like the sound of metal falling and hitting a solid stone, dull and hard.
Qin Yang walked to the door of the stone house and saw a tall bronze figure walking towards the door, carrying a piece of black ore three feet high.
The Bronze Man is bronze in color with a dull surface luster. He has an old-fashioned face and his eyes are closed. His appearance is somewhat alien. His clothes are also very special. He wears a round pointed hat, a scaly robe, long boots on his feet, and walks in front of his head.
Warped.
It's just that this bronze figure seems to be cast as a whole without any gaps. If it doesn't move, it will look like a bronze statue.
After taking a look at the bronze figure, the corresponding record instantly appeared in Qin Yang's mind.
Weng Zhongjia Shi is one of the puppets handed down from ancient times. This Weng Zhong Jiasi is immortal, tireless, powerful, and can be produced in batches. The most common thing is to use it as a patrol guard tombs.
guard.
It’s just that the manufacturing method currently circulating is much simpler. It is completely incomparable to the ancient Weng Zhongjiajia. The current manufacturing method is based on red copper and is cast as a whole. After the spirit is opened, it has the instinct to search for ores at short distances.
, with great strength and low intelligence, it is most commonly used in mining metal veins.
Seeing this warrior Weng Zhong, Qin Yang was a little surprised. No wonder he hadn't seen any living people before. It turned out that Ruijin Peak used warrior Weng Zhong to mine black iron ore.
Soldier Weng Zhong dropped the black iron ore, turned to face Qin Yang, and spoke human words, and it was Jiang Chuan's powerful voice.
"Jia Yun, Master Wu Yu turned into an ominous form and caused a change. Among all the people, you are the only one who has not been killed. The old enemy of Tianxing Peak, in order to suppress his master and abuse his private power, will take you away for strict examination. At that time,
You are bound to have bad luck and bad luck. You are here to live quietly and cultivate. Don't leave. As a teacher, you can go and deal with the old immortal for a while."
After the soldier Weng Zhong finished speaking, he immediately turned around and left. Qin Yang raised his eyes and looked into the distance, looking at the back of the soldier Weng Zhong. Not long after, he saw him disappearing into a mine and disappearing.
Qin Yang had a sullen face and closed his eyes in deep thought.
This old Bangzi really has bad intentions. His words cannot be trusted at all. What is going on? It is most likely that this old Bangzi happens to have to go out for something, but is afraid that he will escape, threatening him openly and covertly.
As for the first half of the sentence, I'm afraid it's true. If such a big thing happened and the only living person was left alive, the sect would definitely summon him for interrogation. Now that no one is here, it must be Lao Bangzi who helped.
If he leaves Ruijin Peak, there is definitely a 100% chance of being caught. When the time comes, it is inevitable that his disguise will be seen through. Even if he is used as a spearman by Lao Bangzi's enemy and turns against Lao Bangzi, he will end up dead.
Thinking of this, Qin Yang felt cold in his heart. This old man was very thoughtful. Now he had made it clear that he had bad intentions when telling him the truth, but he really didn't dare to leave here rashly.
The eyes of countless people in the Demon Stone Holy Sect were focused on Ruijin Peak and on themselves.
Leaving is death, and if you don't leave, there may be no good ending.
Turning his head, Qin Yang stared at the huge black iron ore that was three feet high next to him, and slowly had an idea in his mind.
Since Lao Bangzi taught his own martial arts, he also sent Weng Zhongjia to help mine the ore as a resource. In addition, he could leave messages through Weng Zhongjia's mouth.
In all likelihood, he can also monitor everything about himself through Weng Zhongjia Shi.
The Xinjin Naxi Technique must be practiced, at least it will not arouse his vigilance for the time being.