To be honest, since coming here, Qin Yang has felt that the status of the so-called gods in his heart is getting lower and lower, and his status is getting lower and lower.
Especially those little gods, they may have been human beings in the past, and now they may still have human blood flowing in their bodies, but Qin Yang really has no way to connect them with the human race at all.
From the moment they were canonized as gods, they had become another kind of creature.
It looks like a machine with no emotions and no human heart.
Qin Yang really didn't feel this change before. At first, he just thought that maybe these gods were used to being aloof, and were used to not looking at people, and treating all the creatures walking on the earth under the palace of heaven.
Ants.
Regarding such small gods, when it came to hunting and killing gods, Qin Yang had no trouble in his heart.
This is not just because of being in the hostile camp, it is true indifference and no care. Even when taking action, it is like accidentally trampling an ant to death. At most, he lowered his head and looked up.
In an instant, he would instinctively classify this memory as useless and can be subconsciously forgotten.
Just like when walking on the street, those people who appear in the field of vision will be forgotten the moment they pass by.
If he hadn't met a completely different inspirational priest this time, Qin Yang wouldn't have been able to notice this difference, this unconscious change.
Qin Yang quite agrees with some of Bibiezi's ideas, but they are not as extreme as Bibiezi.
He never felt that he was as superior as those gods. He still felt that he was just an ordinary human being, maybe just a little stronger than most people.
He still likes to go to mortal cities and eat things that are useless and may not be very clean in his eyes, and he will be very happy.
I can sit in a small stall and chat casually with the guy frying fried dough sticks about my family and family.
If you maintain enough awe and control your mentality, you won't even be able to kill a mortal who has no grudges.
Therefore, after hunting the gods, the feeling in my heart is as if I just met a passerby on the street, passed me by, felt nothing, and would forget when I turned around.
But when facing the great priest of inspiration, he would not feel this way at all.
In addition, several minor gods did not pay a single gold.
Qin Yang felt that it was not that he had changed, but that these little gods themselves had big problems.
Take all the circumstances into consideration.
Qin Yang couldn't help but come to a conclusion.
These little gods are completely different from the legendary gods.
It is more likely that what he encountered was just an empty machine that carried authority and had no emotion.
What Taihao took away from them might not just be emotions.
It is more likely that they belong to all the qualities that humans possess.
If gold cannot be found, it may be that their understanding, their ideals, and their original methods of practice have all been taken away.
They gave up everything and concentrated on strengthening their control over authority. This may be the case.
From the moment they were enshrined as gods, they were already destined to never be able to control authority 100% of the time.
Therefore, Taihao didn't care.
These are just Qin Yang's guesses, but Qin Yang feels that even if they are not completely correct, they should be very close to the real situation.
If the gods are all this indifferent robot virtue, I will retreat to study my authority, and you will love me to death, so don't disturb me.
At that time, the ancient heaven would not have fought with the ancient underworld and the earth would collapse.
And when he fought with the Great Priest of Inspiration from a distance, he could clearly feel that this guy was similar to the god he had imagined from the information and records.
This time, despite all the ups and downs, things still went somewhat smoothly, especially after killing the winter god.
Qin Yang felt that the water was too deep to handle this matter.
At least the Xisha god has clear evidence and can infer that he is an unlucky guy who was pushed out by the great priest of inspiration and died in a reasonable way.
After all, if he hadn't found out a secret from the Xisha god, Qin Yang himself would have felt that the great priest of inspiration had already done his best.
Coupled with the winter gods coming later, Qin Yang couldn't help but think.
Could it be that the great priest of inspiration did it on purpose this time?
I don't dare to think about it further. If this conspiracy theory continues, there will be no end.
Let’s put this matter aside for now.
What we need to do now is to find a way to figure out what the secret is that is not clear at all, and to find a way to decipher the parts that cannot be seen.
Otherwise, even if he was hit by the Heart-killing Spear, he would be unscathed. Qin Yang didn't know how he could kill the Great Priest of Inspiration.
In other words, is there any way to hurt the great priest of inspiration?
Apart from this matter, I just want to think about how to deal with the authority of winter.
The authority of Winter was struck by Qin Yang with a special attack, with all his strength, and was directly broken into several pieces.
It's not a good idea to find someone to inherit.
After all, whoever inherits the authority of Winter will be responsible for killing the god of Winter.
But it would not be a good idea to continue sealing it into the Book of Gods.
Broken authority, the God-Selfing Book can indeed be completely sealed, but here's the problem now.
If it's too thorough, what if Taihao or the Great Priest of Inspiration can be sure?
This cannot be tantamount to riding in Taihao's face and shouting: I have blocked the authority of both of you, and now I am in your territory. Come and bite me if you can.
So now Qin Yang doesn't dare to close the Book of Conferring Gods.
But if you don’t seal the Book of Gods, it’s not very good. What if you take it out and the other party senses it?
For example, right now, Qin Yang wants to use the Winter Power as a material to see if he can seal it into something to create an...artifact?
But how can he take it out? He can't take out the sea eye at all.
Entering Haiyan and looking at the petal patterns on the pages, Qin Yang couldn't help but sigh.
"If you use the authority of Winter to create an artifact, it would be a waste of resources if you don't build an artifact coffin..."
Qin Yang can indeed integrate fragments of authority into something simply and roughly.
Because he has the corresponding treasure, the innate insect shell.
This thing is simply a universal carrier, and it has ready-made experience.
Previously, even Taiwei's authority could be directly integrated into it as material.
A mere winter authority is still broken, so naturally there is no problem. Even here, there is no way to use the whole world to suppress the concrete object of authority.
As for the coffin...
Qin Yang immediately thought of a person, his own craftsman, also named Qin.
A top craftsman who can make black sycamore coffins.
Qin Yang is the only designated place to purchase coffins. There is a saying that Boss Qin’s craftsmanship is really good.
In all these years, Qin Yang has never seen a coffin maker with better skills than him. In this way, the only person Qin Yang admires is this boss Qin.
For a specially made coffin, you dare to ask for life yuan as the crafting fee, and you haven't been beaten to death. It's impossible without real skills.
Use the only thing between heaven and earth as the material for making the coffin.
Qin Yang himself was reluctant to take action. He still had a pretty good idea of his level.
There are much better options out there, why not.
And he has a pretty good relationship with Boss Qin.
Back then, he casually mentioned that when God Ying went to the Ministry of Rites to purchase ordinary coffins, he would sometimes purchase them from Boss Qin.
Later, Qin Yang's power became stronger and stronger. Even if he couldn't ingratiate himself with Qin Yang, the Ministry of Rites would still be happy for someone to use the coffin shop recommended by Qin Yang. Besides, Boss Qin's craftsmanship was indeed unparalleled.
When he thought of this, Qin Yang couldn't help it.
Go back first and try with Boss Qin. After all, it will definitely not work if you don’t have the strength and skills to make a coffin.
Moreover, if you want to use the ice crystal white lotus that embodies the power of winter as a material, you can't do it in Taihao's world, because it is too unsafe.
In addition, Qin Yang always felt that the Great Priest of Inspiration was using outsiders to cause trouble.
We have to let the bullets fly for a while and let things develop here.
He did what he said, and Qin Yang never returned to the unreachable realm.
Go directly along the Huanghai Sea to Huliang, Taihao, and prepare to go back first.
Arriving all the way to Taihao Huliang, Qin Yang hid himself in the stars and returned along the original road. Along the way, he also visited Taihao Huliang.
The defense here is getting stronger and stronger. Even if Xingyin is turned on, he still feels like someone is peeking at him from time to time.
After diving into the ground and entering the magma sea, the stars spread out and blocked the way back, so he jumped back along.
Wait until Qin Yang leaves.
An eyeball emerged from the magma sea, glanced around, and disappeared.
After a while, the guy with bandages all over his body withdrew his eyes and felt very confused. He always felt like someone had sneaked in, but he didn't notice anything.
…
Underground sand sea, on the former battlefield.
The figure of the great priest of inspiration appears here.
He looked around and couldn't sense anything anymore. All traces left by the battle at that time were completely cleaned up by Qin Yang.
He couldn't catch any traces, so he pondered for a final moment, waved his hand, and a glowing shadow appeared in front of him. The glow slowly spread and merged with the former battlefield.
The next moment, you can see the image floating with the light, reflected in the gray eyes of the great inspiration priest, as if time is going back, constantly accelerating.
However, this accelerated retrospection lasted for less than three breaths, and all the effects disappeared instantly.
The place where he stood seemed to have turned into a pure white world, spotlessly clean and without anything left.
The great priest of inspiration frowned slightly, with a trace of astonishment in his eyes.
He continued to look back unwillingly, but when the white world dissipated and the image appeared again, it had already been back to a long time before the battle.
There was only one piece of useful information he could capture.
Someone once erased all traces of this place, making it very clean and thorough.
And this was the only information that Qin Yang, who started his career as a land washer, revealed to the great priest of inspiration.
Still deliberate.
Because when he left, Qin Yang did not throw the black ball to contaminate it.
Since we are here to cause trouble, the muddier the water is, the better.
The expression of the great priest of inspiration became a little solemn.
It was inevitable that he was overthinking things.
According to the records of the Heavenly Palace, there is only one person in the world who can so cleanly erase all traces of a place and a period of time.
Mr. Fu.
One incident involved the lineage of Emperor Fengdu from the ancient underworld.
The Heart-killing Spear appeared again, and the Heart-killing Star Officer appeared in person.
He was able to escape his detection, and no trace was found. Even during the battle, he was not aware of it.
With the appearance of Xingxin Xingguan, one can naturally infer that Xingyinxingxingguan is also here.
Now there may be government officials involved.
No, it may be the intervention of Fujun's power.
Plus the Taihao lineage he belongs to.
The Great Priest of Inspiration is no longer in the mood to continue to investigate these matters personally.
He was not even ready to go to the depths of the underground sand sea to find the great elder of the Wutu Sect who was integrating the authority of the Endless Sand.
The other party would not leave such a big hole and let him ask.
There is no need to investigate. This guy is at most just a lucky guy who has acquired ready-made authority. He will not know any valuable clues.
The great priest of inspiration left the underground sand sea and went straight to the heavenly palace.
At this moment, he felt the prying eyes again.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and in his gray eyes, eyes seemed to burst out, directly peeping at the other person through an unknown connection.
However, this time, another Heart-Deathing Spear rushed out. This time, the Heart-Deathing Spear did not pierce his head, but hit his chest, piercing his heart.
The great priest of inspiration pulled out the heart-killing spear, but his chest was still unscathed.
But he wanted to take a peek, but it was no longer possible.
…
As soon as he returned to the wilderness world, Qin Yang first said hello to the great priest of inspiration to see if he could contact him despite being separated by a world.
Unexpectedly, even though the delay was a bit high, he was still able to connect, so naturally he fired a heart-piercing spear as a friendly greeting.
After swaying the inspirational high priest, Qin Yang was in a good mood, left Huliang and headed straight for the wilderness.
When I arrived in the wilderness, I had nothing to do, so I sent the Inspiration Priest to make a long-distance call around the world to harass me.
And this guy, even though he was no longer harassed, still refused to give up. He wanted to take the initiative to fight in the lane every time.
Qin Yang couldn't be happier, since he was just idle anyway. He wanted to crack the secret that he couldn't see yet. Every time he tried to crack it, the number would be dialed automatically, and he had no choice.
He has plenty of spare time, and he won't be able to crack it properly unless he annoys the Inspiration Priest so much that he gets out of line.
After eating and drinking along the way and harassing the great priest of inspiration for a while, Qin Yang arrived at the coffin shop in the east city of Lidu.
The coffin shop looks like it has been renovated and is different from before, but judging from the traces, it must have been hundreds of years old.
Knocked politely.
"Is Boss Qin here? Big business is coming."
The door opened on its own, and Qin Yang stepped inside. He saw ordinary coffins placed in the yard, and a shirtless man who looked to be fifty years old was nailing the coffins.
"Choose what you want."
The man replied without raising his head, but suddenly, as if he felt something, he suddenly raised his head and saw Qin Yang.
He put down the tools in his hands, stood up, and bowed his hands solemnly.
"It turns out that Mr. Qin is here in person. I apologize for missing the welcome from afar. I wonder what Mr. Qin wants?"
Qin Yang looked this man up and down and marveled.
Between his eyebrows, there are still some shadows of Boss Qin who was so old that his vitality was like a candle in the wind.
At first glance, one would think that he is the nephew and descendant of Boss Qin back then.
Even though the two people have slightly different appearances and completely different temperaments, Qin Yang is very sure of one thing.
This is Boss Qin.
I know it in my heart, but I can't say it out loud.
If you say it, you will offend people.
"Boss Qin, business has been pretty good over the years."
"Thank you, Mr. Qin, for taking care of me." Boss Qin said this sincerely, and he should be polite to Qin Yang.
He was tricked back then and made a black phoenix tree for someone else, but was defaulted on and almost died of old age.
In his business, selling ordinary coffins can't earn much spiritual stones, so he definitely can't get rich instantly. If he wants to extend his life, he has to find someone to use longevity energy to extend his life.
If you don't want to become evil and be beaten to death, you can only abide by the rules and make money by selling your skills.
He is now back to his prime and still has a lot of life left. In the final analysis, it is because of Qin Yang's face.
Special customers are developed using Qin Yang's reputation, and they are very durable. After they are developed, these special customers will still be related to Qin Yang to some extent.
He can be embarrassed by anyone, but he can't be embarrassed by Qin Yang.
The new emperor is really untouchable.
If you want to hang out in Lidu, the person you shouldn't mess with the most is the New Emperor.
"Master Qin, please come inside."
"Boss Qin, we are all old acquaintances. Why are you so polite? I have a unique opportunity to take your skills to a higher level. It's the only one in the world. I'm thinking of you right now. I'll bring it to you right away.
"
After entering the interior, Qin Yang laughed and said.
There is indeed nothing wrong with this. Winter is all like this.
"Master Qin, please tell me, if I can, I can give you a cheaper price for Master Qin." Boss Qin was polite, but he still had to ask for the price he needed. He relied on his craftsmanship to make a living.
"If you don't pay me, I'll provide the materials and you can make me a coffin for free."
"If you don't give me money, then..." Boss Qin's expression suddenly changed.
Before he finished speaking, Qin Yang interrupted him.
"A representation of a god's authority."
Boss Qin changed his face again, took a deep breath, swallowed the second half of his sentence, and changed his words.
"That's no problem!"
Boss Qin's expression was a little fanatical, and his eyes seemed to have flames burning.
"Master Qin, you can't be joking, right?"
Qin Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense. Fragments of ice crystal white lotus flew out from the open God's Book in Haiyan. Qin Yang opened his mouth and spat out, and several fragments fell to the ground.
Boss Qin quickly leaned down, stretched out his hand to touch a piece of debris, and retracted his hand instantly. His whole temperament changed at this moment.
"It's all up to you. It's up to you to do whatever you want. Is there any problem?"
"No problem, no problem at all." Boss Qin quickly took out the things and put the pieces in, feeling the temperature in the room begin to drop.
He quickly took three steps back, bowed his hands and bowed to Qin Yang.
"Thank you, Mr. Qin."
"I'm just going to give you some materials, and I won't even pay you the bill, and I'm going to ask you to show off all your skills. Why do you want to thank me? Okay, you can figure it out. I'm going to leave first."
Qin Yang laughed, waved his hand, dropped the fragments of Winter's authority and stopped caring about it.
I originally wanted to take a look here to see if I could learn anything.
But when he saw Boss Qin, Qin Yang knew the sudden burst of enthusiasm even if he knew the concrete objects of the gods' authority.
He can't learn.
This guy is definitely an old antique who has lived for who knows how many years.
Qin Yang doesn't care about this either. He only cares about whether Boss Qin can use the fragments of the ice crystal white lotus to create a unique coffin.
Left Boss Qin’s coffin shop.
Qin Yang conveniently harassed the Inspiration Priest again, but this time, he clearly felt that the delay was even higher.
The heart-piercing spear that was projected was also blocked by something.
In the heavenly palace, the great priest of inspiration's face was as sinking as water.
The golden heart-killing spear in front of him suddenly shattered and dissipated, and all the suppression around him had no effect.