Chapter 831 Cross-border communication, fire and phoenix robbery
As the only true dragon that has survived in the world, Zhulong knows how to survive. The so-called foreign objects are all things outside the body. No matter how precious things are, as long as they die, they belong to others.
When he was alive, he must never be reluctant to part with his own companion treasure. He was borrowed from others and never returned it. He didn't want to get it back, and he wasn't even angry. Instead, he felt that human beings like to do favors the most, so he should treat it as a favor.
.
Now that he has brought out another treasure, he actually has no reluctance to part with it. It is just a favor whether it succeeds or not.
The harder Ying Bai tried to fool him, the more he felt that he had obtained the favor.
He is naive, but he is not stupid.
I'm so stupid, no matter how hard I try, I won't be able to survive now.
Although this ball of red light was extremely precious, as it was the ashes left behind by the Fire Phoenix when he was in Nirvana, he was a real dragon and had no use for this thing at all. He kept it just for convenience.
He also didn't know how Ying Bai... no, it should be Ying Long knew that he had such a thing in his hand.
Ying Long is really at a loss for this woman who tells him everything. Otherwise, he doesn't know what else he would have said to his wife.
At that time, Huo Feng died of being too strong and turned into ashes after his death. However, he did not catch up with the good time and failed to be reborn from the ashes. He was completely destroyed.
He kept the ashes as a souvenir. This time when he saw the wedding dress wrapped in the fire of Nirvana, he knew that the ashes could be put to use. This was the only way he could guarantee that he could save the person.
The ashes of the tribulation merged into the fire of Nirvana, and the flame began to change. The domineering flame that burned up the sky now exploded with unimaginable power.
The vitality of the wedding dress began to revive, and the breath of the whole person began to come back to life from silence.
Gou Hanhan stretched his neck and took a look.
"She should wake up after a while."
"Well, let her recover first. Let's get out of here first."
"No, I have to watch, otherwise when she wakes up, she won't know who saved her, or how precious that ball of ashes is. It's the only treasure in the world. What if you forget to tell her again?
If it's serious business, if it doesn't work, I have to watch and tell her personally."
Gou Hanhan sat on the ground and made up his mind to wait.
In comparison, the promise given by Ying Bai is definitely not as good as the promise given by this new emperor, the latter is more reassuring.
He has seen enough of the rake ears of the human race, so of course he knows who has the final say.
"..." Ying Bai was a little speechless, and finally understood why Ying Long always hesitated to speak and didn't know how to say it when he mentioned Zhu Long.
"Okay, then you wait."
The golden dragon next to him was waiting with a low eyebrow, trying to get close to him with cold eyes.
Like the Great Ying Dynasty, its heart is relatively big, and the path it takes is to one day incarnate the destiny of the country, leap over the dragon gate, transform into a true dragon of the world, break away from the shackles, and fly in the sky.
Learning from the only true dragon in the world is naturally a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Gouhanhan had done all the favors, so of course he didn't care. He gave Jinlong some pointers. He was still idle, so he began to give serious instructions.
"Whose path do you want to take? I think, don't imitate me. The path of Huang Long is the most suitable for you, even though Huang Long died quite miserably and was chopped up alive."
"..." Jinlong wanted to speak but stopped, and stopped talking but wanted to.
…
Qin Yang, who was nurturing his innate things, was suddenly stunned. He looked at himself up and down, and used his pupil technique to scan back and forth several times.
"What's going on? I always feel like something has changed."
I feel like something has changed in my body, but I can't tell where it is.
He closed his eyes and reflected on himself. After a moment, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it gently on his fingertips, and a small red flame appeared.
Qin Yang looked at the flames in confusion.
"The Fire of Nirvana, has it been upgraded? What's going on? I didn't do anything."
Since he didn't do anything, the only possible reason for the change is that something happened to the wedding dress in Dahuang.
When he left, he used the fire of Nirvana to wrap the wedding dress.
Qin Yang was a little surprised. He didn't know what he had done over there, but it could directly affect him.
After carefully sensing it for a while, I confirmed that the Fire of Nirvana has been upgraded and its power has greatly increased, which should be a beneficial effect.
After the flames on his fingertips dissipated, when he raised his head, he saw that the dead man had stopped reading and had two dead eyes staring straight at his fingertips.
"What are you doing?"
"Come, burn me to death."
"You are already dead. You cannot be burned to death. You can only be burned to ashes."
"Then burn me to ashes!" Jia stared at Qin Yang with a rare and firm tone.
"Tell me first, what did you see? Are you sure that after burning you to ashes, you can be resurrected?"
"Hey, how did you know!"
"Do you think I have a silly character carved on my forehead?"
Stop being petty and tell me honestly.
"I feel the ashes of the fire phoenix. This is the fire of nirvana. There's no harm in trying it. I'm already dead anyway, and the realm of the dead has appeared. Maybe you can burn me to ashes. I'll still
Able to achieve nirvana and rebirth from the ashes of calamity.”
"You mean, someone added the fire phoenix's ashes to my Nirvana Fire? To make my Nirvana Fire advance?"
"Except for this, there is no other power that can cross the boundary between life and death and enhance your magical powers."
Qin Yang immediately beamed. He didn't expect to be able to send messages across borders. It was good news.
Regardless of what was done over there, it must be a good thing anyway. Wedding Dress will definitely wake up. Maybe after waking up, she can break and stand again, and her strength will be greatly improved.
Wait, the wedding dress is Taojun. If you get another great opportunity and your realm skyrockets, won't your account be banned the next time we meet?
Although he can now practice with death energy and his strength is constantly improving, his state has remained silent for some unknown reason.
Qin Yang didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a moment.
Forget it, I don't know whether I can go back or not, as long as something good happens.
At least I know a way to contact there, as long as I have the special power to cross the boundary between life and death.
The Fire of Nirvana counts as one.
Thinking of this, Qin Yang immediately separated seven worms from the shell and put them in a separate box. Then he took out a Nirvana Fire and threw it in. He kept it with the Nirvana Fire.
It doesn’t matter whether it succeeds or not, but if it succeeds, we might be able to cultivate something innate that can cross the boundary between life and death.
The family on the side was about to say something but stopped, wanting to say that it was not an innate thing at all, nor could an innate thing be cultivated like this. When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
Qin Yang is already in a daze, so let him go. It will give him something to do and save him time and trouble.
"Will you burn me or not? Burn me to ashes."
"Even if it is possible, have you ever thought about where you would be resurrected if you were burned to ashes? This ghost place will not allow a dead spirit to be resurrected as a living thing.
At that time, I will have to collect your ashes and wait until one day I can leave here and go to the world of the living to see if you can crawl out of your ashes.
If it doesn’t work, wouldn’t your death be in vain? How about finding someone to try first?”
"What you said makes sense..." After thinking about it for a while, Jia could only give up the idea and continue to be a dead man, holding a book in his arms without any movement.
Qin Yang quietly rubbed out a Nirvana fire and tried to burn himself. After a moment of induction, the flame was immediately extinguished.
He didn't feel anything about being resurrected. Instead, he felt like his body was going to be burned to ashes.
When you die this time, you turn into true nothingness and never exist again.
Qin Yang had completely given up. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, he couldn't use this magical power anyway.
Qin Yang himself didn't bother to keep track of how much time had passed while wandering around on a land that was still deserted and hadn't changed much.
This time I finally met someone who could move, a human being.
Qin Yang raised his head, suspended his great work of raising innate things, and asked casually.
"How long has it been?"
"I've read eighty books." Jia raised his head and looked at the figure appearing in the distance. He was about to move over, but was held back by Qin Yang.
"Wait, something's not right, this place looks familiar."
Qin Yang looked at a group of buildings in the distance, filled with ghostly figures. He used his pupil technique to see that everything was an illusion, and only one undead spirit existed.
The undead spirit was chased by the illusion and kept running away. The scene there kept changing, and it looked like a holographic movie.
In Qin Yang's eyes, the undead spirit has been staying in place, constantly running away and fighting.
He evaded pursuit all the way until he finally died of exhaustion. He fell from a high altitude and fell into the mountains. An unlucky mortal was hit by his broken body and was half-dead on the spot.
The unlucky mortal had more than a dozen broken bones. After setting and fixing the bones on his own, he began to explore the broken corpse and pulled out a lot of things from the corpse.
There happened to be healing elixirs and various classics, so he embarked on the path of spiritual practice and became a monk.
In the distance, Qin Yang and his family stepped back in tacit agreement with a bit of horror on their faces.
Because this unlucky mortal looked exactly the same as the guy whose corpse fell from the sky, that is, one was a little younger and the other was a little older.
Neither of them would think that they were blood relatives of the same race. They were obviously the same person.
Because now, in the illusion, the unlucky mortal who became a monk has begun the process of escaping. While he is running away, avoiding pursuit, he continues to practice, and his strength is getting stronger and stronger.
It didn't take long for him to repeat the part he had just seen. Finally, his body was badly damaged, he died of exhaustion, and his body fell from the sky.
Qin Yang could see that when he fell, the despair in his eyes when he looked down for the last time was about to explode.
He seemed to have discovered it himself, and he was trapped in a wireless nesting doll.
However, the unlucky mortal below who was beaten half to death by him didn't know anything at all. He was happily touching the corpse and enjoying the opportunity that fell from the sky.
Qin Yang looked into the sea, flipped through the story book, and found one of them.
I have indeed seen this setting before.
This place is eternal purgatory, eternal torture, never-ending, until the consciousness of the dead soul is erased bit by bit in the process of this infinite matryoshka, completely collapses, and turns into nothingness.
This is a natural Jedi in the realm of the dead. The most typical characteristic is that it will transform into what the person being seduced cares about most. As long as you are fooled into it, it will basically be a standard ending.
After reading these settings, Qin Yang opened his eyes and looked at the illusion again, and the illusion disappeared silently.
Instead, there is a white jade stone platform with insect shells placed on it. The innate energy rushes towards the face, and the divine light shines so brightly that it can brighten a blind person's eyes. All it takes is a sign: This is an innate thing.
Qin Yang suddenly felt possessive in his heart and wanted to put them all in his bag. However, after stretching his neck and counting, he felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured down on him, and his whole body seemed to have entered the state of a sage.
Thirty six.
I counted it twice, still thirty-six.
"What a melon peel illusion? The guy who set this thing up must be a foreigner who can't even count. There are forty-nine in total. I used seven on the plastic black sword and seven on the big pen. There are still thirty
Five of them have not been used yet, so where did the thirty-six come from?"
Qin Yang curled his lips, turned out the insect shells in his hand, counted them again, and put them away again.
Sure enough, when I looked up this time, the jade platform disappeared.
What replaced them were countless bookshelves filled with countless books.
Jia glared at him and took a step forward. After three steps, he stepped back with a bored look on his face.
"What's wrong?"
"I took a few glances and found that all the books I could see were ones I had read. They were boring."
"..."
The bookshelf disappeared, replaced by the unlucky guy with infinite matryoshka dolls.
Qin Yang squatted in the distance, watching with relish the unlucky guy who was trying to break away from the matryoshka doll. He tried every means to break free. He even stopped trying to avoid being chased. It was useless. In the end, he would enter the matryoshka doll stage.
After looking at each other's matryoshka three times, Qin Yang spoke.
"Brother, my name is Qin Yang. I have always had a reputation of being righteous and willing to help others. For the sake of being a human race, I will do a good deed and try to kill you. If you think it will work, you can
Nod."
How can the unlucky guy hesitate and nod like a fool?
Qin Yang whipped out a black thunder and threw it into the purgatory, chopping it into coke on the spot.
However, after the coke fell, a flash flood broke out, and his body was rushed to a house down the mountain. An unlucky guy came out of the house and saw a coke body in front of him. Only the ring on his body still shone with a trace of spiritual light.
, just write: There is a treasure here.
Yeah, it’s useless.
After the unlucky guy repeated the cycle a few times and figured it out again, Qin Yang asked again. This time he took out a ball of Nirvana Fire and threw it on the opponent.
The red-gold flame burned fiercely and turned it into ashes.
End of infinite matryoshka.
"Speaking of which, do you think he was burned to ashes by me, or was he reborn from nirvana?"
"I think he is completely dead. Fire Phoenix's Nirvana fire is reborn from the ashes of calamity. There is no other way of Nirvana and rebirth." Jia still felt a little regretful.
Qin Yang looked at his hands and felt very happy.
"It's good if it's burned to ashes, but it's also good if it can't be resurrected."
Anyway, he didn't expect this magical power to revive him.
When he was alive, the fire of Nirvana was a magical power that could save people. Who would have thought that here, the fire of Nirvana would become a deadly weapon, an unexpected gain.
When you encounter an enemy in the future, send him or her to Nirvana.
Qin Yang was in a good mood after doing something good. After all, after so long, he finally encountered other moving things besides flying insects.
After thinking about it, and with the idea of doing good things to the end, Qin Yang took out the materials, made a sign, and erected it outside the eternal purgatory.
"There are no treasures in it. This is eternal purgatory. You can't live in it, but you can't die."
In addition to the human language, there are also several languages such as demon script and Hades script.
After setting up the sign, Qin Yang read it several times with great pleasure.
"I am truly the best good person in the world of the dead."