Chapter 811: I don't want to become someone I hate, but I was dug up before I went to the grave
Qin Yang was not in a hurry to save himself. After unlocking the refining state of the ugly chicken, he looked at the wilted ugly chicken and Qin Yang comforted him.
"Stop being so sad. I tricked you back then and refined you. Aren't you unhappy?"
"Qin Youde, your uncle! Do you think that when fighting life and death, the ancestor is useless?" The ugly chicken almost cried with anger.
"In that case, I can indeed ask you for help, but I really don't want to see anyone die in front of me anymore, and it's useless for you to come out.
I have calculated all the options, but they are all useless. I only have one option.
And I will only choose this way.
Even I will die."
Qin Yang, who was rare, patted the ugly chicken on the head in a friendly manner.
At that time, Emperor Ying was an absolute power to him, and he was definitely powerful enough to conquer ten guilds with one force.
Any small means will have no effect.
Even if Emperor Ying remained silent in the end, if Qin Yang didn't fight with all his strength, the opponent would stand motionless and carry him, and Qin Yang wouldn't be able to kill him even if he hacked for a year.
He could only continue to risk his life, and by the way, his own life was also wiped out.
No matter what means of protection or means of death, they can't stop the real injury.
Being able to achieve this step is actually due to the previous layer-by-layer layout and layer-by-layer weakening, which caused Emperor Ying's strength to continue to plummet, and even had an existence that could be regarded as a flaw.
Only then could a sword pierce Emperor Ying's heart in the end, killing his life.
When Qin Yang thinks about it calmly now, he will also feel that dying together is the best situation beyond the limit.
After appeasing the others, Qin Yang looked at Emperor Ying's standing body and suddenly laughed.
He did have the idea to smash the bones of Emperor Ying's redeemed body so that he could not even keep his ashes.
But after thinking about it, it’s already like this now.
Forget it, you have been working for a lifetime to kill Chaodu Yilong, you can't destroy your own brand in the end.
He took out a coffin and buried Emperor Ying's body. He also lit three incense sticks for him and placed them in front of the coffin.
"Emperor Ying, the grudges between you and me will disappear from today on. You have a good journey, and I will be here soon."
They found a place, dug an earthen grave, buried Emperor Ying, and buried him underground.
After doing this, Qin Yang had no thoughts and went to prepare a mausoleum for himself.
I took a look at the surrounding environment.
It seems that it has been destroyed a lot, but the green mountains are still there. In less than two years, this place will become a lush place with mountains and water.
Emperor Ying didn't even have a mausoleum, and he didn't want one anymore. People were all dead anyway, so what's the use of a mausoleum no matter how good it is? What's the difference between a tomb built with two handfuls of loess.
He dug a hole, took out a coffin, lay down in it, and closed the lid of the coffin. As soon as he thought about it, the earthen grave outside closed up.
There isn't even a tombstone.
Qin Yang looked at the mark that appeared on the back of his hand, closed his eyes, slowly stretched out a hand and pressed it on his chest.
Suddenly, he found that there seemed to be many things that had not been explained and many things that had not been done in time. Life was so busy that when he finally left, he realized that there were so many things to do.
He suddenly understood something and understood something.
Why do so many people prefer to turn into ominous bodies after death and stay in this world?
I don't dare to think about it anymore, the more I think about it, the more reluctant I am to give it up.
"I'm dead, who can expect anything from me?
But pull it down and do as you like."
With a sudden change of heart, Qin Yang activated his skill.
The mark on the back of his hand lit up, and the "pickup" mark turned into a shadow of a hand and penetrated into his body.
The shadow retracted, and Qin Yang felt that something seemed to be missing from his body.
There seems to be no difference.
It was different from the usual transcendence. He was still conscious and could feel something.
The large golden light in his palm almost blinded his eyes.
More than a dozen golden light balls were pulled out in a swarm as if they were strung together.
When there were more and more golden light balls, those golden light balls merged together one after another. After the color was extremely bright, the center turned into pure black without any halo, but the outer circle was dazzling.
of white light.
Apart from this, apart from the very special ball of light, there is only a white ball of light.
The final harvest, two balls of light.
All are skill books.
Qin Yang discharged the ball of light, which was black inside and white outside, into his head.
It is a method without a name.
It is a method that combines all his methods, integrates them into the foundation of Taoism, and completely settles them into one body.
Another white ball of light.
It is also a skill book.
Also has no name.
On the surface of the skill book, there is only a mark of a palm.
The lines are simple, horizontal and vertical, and it doesn't appear to be hand-drawn at first glance. At first glance, it looks exactly like the picked icon.
The difference is that the hand that picked up the icon has the palm facing down.
As for the icon of this skill book, the palm of the hand is pointing upward.
When I pictured it in my head, there was no explanation in the skill book, nothing at all.
Qin Yang thought about picking up skills. If touching the corpse is a transcendence, then this may be the skill of touching the corpse. Is the heart skill that is touched the same as the icon, or vice versa?
Look at the mark with the palm raised upward.
Is it possible that it is...
Reverse excess?
Qin Yang stretched out his hand and touched his body again, but there was no reaction from any skills.
Qin Yang felt a little regretful.
Sure enough, I still don’t want to die.
Shaked his head, forget it.
Qin Yang was not in the mood to study anymore.
He closed his eyes and lay quietly in the coffin.
After a long time, Qin Yang was filled with distracting thoughts.
He couldn't help but wonder why he was still in the coffin and why he was still conscious?
You have clearly transcended yourself, why are you still here?
Why not sleep forever?
Qin Yang seemed to be suffering from insomnia. He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, but his consciousness became more and more clear. He couldn't feel any sleepiness or tiredness at all.
Qin Yang kept his eyes closed tightly and dared not open them.
grass!
What the hell is this!
What does this mean? I obviously hate those people who don’t die cleanly even when they die, and they still jump on their graves even when they are fine.
Now he has become the most annoying person ever?
If you don't die cleanly, you won't be able to survive.
If it doesn't go up or down, it doesn't matter.
No, when I die, I will look like a dead person.
Maybe there is a delay in transcending yourself, maybe the effect of the whole map's silence has not passed, or maybe there are other reasons...
Just wait, and when you die, you will lie in the coffin and set an example among the dead.
I'm already dead, and yet it makes me think so much, I don't want to think about it anymore.
As he thought about it, Qin Yang became calmer and calmer. He just lay there, motionless, eyes closed, no breathing, no heartbeat. No matter who looked at it, this was an ordinary corpse that could even be faked.
No body.
…
Qin Yang died too suddenly.
However, this is the normal state of monks in the world. Most of the monks died too suddenly.
The news hasn't spread yet, but some people can't accept this fact.
The ugly chicken who followed Qin Yang from the very beginning, carrying the Haoyang Bell in his mouth, walked around Kuishan every day without going far, and it was regarded as keeping vigil for Qin Yang.
The golden pig holds the soup pot for making treasure soup, and continues to cook itself every day, working diligently to break the seal.
I'm afraid this guy still doesn't know that this seemingly negligible guy plays an important role in this overall situation that cannot be ignored.
The puppet master had no special feelings about Qin Yang's death. He seemed to be the real emotionless killer. He had turned into a statue and stood on the top of a mountain, motionless for a long time.
It seems that nothing special has changed in this world.
It seems that there are not that many people who know about Qin Yang's death.
What everyone talks about is just the sadness that filled the world that day and the terrible silence throughout the whole picture.
Even though the effect of silence in the entire map has disappeared now, the whole world seems to have become a lot more peaceful.
The number of people who take action is more than half less than in the past. They are not forced to do anything, but they are reluctant to take action. Those who can be reasonable and can negotiate, let's discuss it carefully.
The sales of magic weapons such as flying boats have skyrocketed, and raising flying mounts has become a unified plan for all forces.
That day, everyone was really beaten badly.
The expert who used to be so good in the morning was like a little monk who just learned to fly. He fell down and chewed a mouthful of mud. It was so embarrassing.
Then, slowly, new legends spread.
That day, evil spirits came from outside the territory and came to the wilderness. Kuishan mountain ghosts, the new emperor Da Ying, and other unborn Taoist kings fought with the evil spirits in Kuishan.
The mountain ghost seems to have been seriously injured, but the Great Ying Dynasty is still stable and has not seen any waves. The new emperor must also have been seriously injured and has gone to heal.
The situation was critical at that time, and the unborn Taoist Master used the legendary mourning technique.
One move silenced the whole map, making all the evil devil's moves useless. Then the big guy hacked the evil devil to death and walked away.
At that time, the power was so powerful that all the masters in the world were dumbfounded, but there were still many who could not do anything, but could still feel it.
They could feel that Kuishan had appeared, a terrifying force that none of them could resist, an absolutely crushing force.
As a result, this master who doesn't know who he is has now become the best master in the world of course.
Even the major forces are very taboo about this. They are obviously curious to death, but no one dares to pursue it.
Thinking of that day, the supreme power suppressed the wilderness.
The stronger the person, the more he will feel the helplessness and despair of falling from the clouds to the bottom, and the uncontrollable fear.
Kuishan has now become a veritable forbidden land.
If it were in the past, no matter what happened, people would have followed suit in droves.
But now, no one dares to go to Kuishan. What if they trespass into the giant's territory without permission?
There are even rumors that when Emperor Ying was at his peak, he never dared to take action against Kuishan because there was this giant man cultivating in Kuishan.
No matter how domineering Emperor Ying was back then, he still retreated in the end and never dared to go beyond.
Later, the new emperor somehow hooked up with this giant, and with his tacit approval, Kuishan was included in the territory of the Great Ying Dynasty.
It's all about having a nose and eyes, and it's just like the real thing.
In a small town on the northern edge of Kuishan Mountain, Bai Lin looked at the Shangui Empress Temple in the distance. The temple was full of incense and there had been a lot of people coming to worship recently.
Especially mortals, they increasingly feel that the protection of the Mountain Ghost Empress is real.
Because they are close to Kuishan, they can't see any monks doing anything nearby now. Even if they occasionally encounter some mountain spirits and monsters, as long as they don't provoke them, those monsters will be at peace with them.
Bai Lin couldn't help curling his lips when he heard someone next to him telling a new version of the legend.
"Yeah, yeah, it's all just like the real thing."
He looked in the direction of Kuishan, licked his lips, and his eyes flickered.
He also felt that day, the Ai Zi Jue was definitely the legendary Ai Zi Jue, and it was also the strongest magical power among the Ai Zi Jue.
It is so terrifying, that person must have used it for the first time. According to the records of him, the first time he used it, it was said to be the most powerful thing in the world.
The unprecedentedly powerful Jue Tian Di Tong seemed to be even more powerful than what was recorded.
Then, the other party is definitely a terrifying person to the extreme.
He could feel that the battle in Kuishan that day was much more brutal than the legend said, and many people died.
The strong man whose vitality was as blazing as the blazing sun also died.
All dead.
The mountain ghost's true body seemed to have collapsed.
It's simply wonderful.
Bai Lin couldn't bear it anymore.
So, he entered Kuishan.
Kuishan is much quieter than usual. All the creatures, whether strong or weak, are frightened. Now one is more honest than the other. Even they can actually feel that the mountain ghost may not have time to pay attention to them now.
However, there is a word called settling accounts after the fall, and no one dares to jump for joy now.
Bai Lin's progress was smooth and she encountered no obstacles.
He followed the induction and moved forward. Finally, when he reached a place, he fell down from the sky.
Moreover, he was unlucky and fell directly into a forest of swords. Dozens of blood holes were opened in his body, and he died tragically on the spot.
After finally crawling out, he found that he had entered that state of incomparable knowledge again.
Except for his hands and feet, he can no longer use any magical powers or secret techniques.
But Bai Lin became more and more excited.
"So strong!
This was definitely the center where Jue Tian Di Tong was launched at that time.
That person must be dead. The life that is more dazzling than the sun was extinguished here.
It is completely silent now, but there is no trace of death, so he must have died very thoroughly!"
Bai Lin's heart was beating wildly, and he ran wildly through the mountains and forests, looking for clues.
He felt that a great opportunity was waiting for him.
This is the reason why he came to the wild world.
Like a mortal, he climbed mountains and ridges. After working hard for a month, he crossed a mountain again and finally discovered something different.
He found a new grave in the mountain col.
There is also a stone tablet standing in front of the tomb. The words on it look like chicken scratches and are extremely ugly.
The most important thing is that the words are not finished yet.
There is only one word "Qin".
The following word has only been written twice.
Q.
After these two strokes were carved, the person who carved them seemed to be very dissatisfied and scratched the two strokes again.
Bai Lin looked at it carefully for a few times and couldn't help but feel awe.
It seems that this senior is also a person who is informal and open-minded.
Maybe he also felt that leaving his own name was meaningless, so he simply left his last name.
Bai Lin stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
This is an expression of respect. Every human being who can learn the Yi Zi Jue is enough for him to maintain respect.
Of course, this respect is respect, and blasphemy is blasphemy.
After completing the etiquette, Bai Lin rubbed his hands like a fly, stepped forward, and started digging the grave.
After digging open the small bag of earth and seeing the ordinary coffin, Bai Lin felt even more that this senior was different from ordinary people.
If it weren't for this place, it was because this senior exerted so much force that he left an area that was completely connected to heaven and earth.
He arrived quickly enough.
In addition, this is inside Kuishan.
In another place, if he saw this kind of earthen grave, he would simply ignore it, and no information about this small earthen grave would appear in his mind.
I dug out the coffin and felt it carefully, but I didn't feel any death energy.
Bai Lin couldn't help but be overjoyed. The battle situation at that time was so tragic that such a strong senior died so completely.
But this is just right, the harvest may not be that big, but there will definitely be other gains.
Pry open the coffin nails and lift the coffin lid.
When Bai Lin saw who was lying inside, Bai Lin was dumbfounded on the spot.
"Qin Yang?"
"How could it be Qin Yang?"
"Impossible! How can Qin Yang be so strong?"
After asking the soul three times, Bai Lin couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Qin Yang inside, who had a peaceful face and his eyes closed tightly, as if he was asleep.
"It's actually you."
"Yeah, I didn't expect that."
"I really didn't expect it." Bai Lin replied casually.
But before he could say this, the expression on his face froze. He slowly turned his neck and glanced into the coffin.
Qin Yang had already opened his eyes, stretched out his hands to support the edge of the coffin, climbed out of it, and sighed with a melancholy look on his face.
"I didn't expect it either..."
"I don't want to become the kind of person I hate the most. I just want to be a dead person after death."
"But..."
Qin Yang raised his head and roared at Bai Lin.
"I've just been buried, and someone dug up my grave!"
There was a roar of grief and anger, and in the calm mountain forest, the wind suddenly rose, and everything seemed to roar with it, and bursts of thunder came from the sky out of thin air.
Bai Lin's face turned green with fear.
If you want to run, how can you run?
Everything nearby is an area of unparalleled access to heaven and earth.
But looking at Qin Yang's posture and appearance, he is not affected by Jue Tian Di Tong at all. Apart from the fact that he is the master who has learned the Ai Zi Jue, there is no other possibility.
"Qin Yang, if you have something to say... say it..."
Before he could say anything, he felt everything in front of him turn into afterimages in an instant.
There was a loud bang, and Bai Lin was slapped and flew out, and was hit to death on a steel stone on the spot.
Moreover, this time, Bai Lin was not resurrected.
His magical powers are banned.
Unless he can escape the range of the Heaven and Earth, he will never be able to open his eyes again.
Qin Yang closed the coffin lid and sat on his own coffin lid, lost in thought with a tangled look on his face.
I won't let anyone live in peace even if I die, so I just want to be a dead person who lives in peace and order.
If you don’t want to build the mausoleum, do you still have to force people to build it?
After thinking for a long time, Qin Yang sighed.
The experience of our ancestors is not unreasonable.
Who would have thought that before even one chapter had passed, someone would dig up the grave.
Just build it, just build it here, covered by the realm of silence, and then build it into a mausoleum that even the Dao Lord cannot pry open, ensuring that no one can dig his grave.
Turning around and looking at Bai Lin whose head was shot, Qin Yang couldn't help but rub his hands.
Is Bai Lin dead?
Otherwise, has it been transcended?
Anyway, idle is idle.
He walked forward and reached out to touch Bai Lin.
next moment.
On the back of his right hand, the mark of picking up lit up.
But on the back of the left hand, another mark lit up.
That one is obviously painted in the same style as the pick-up mark, but the mark on the palm is upward.