Chapter Ninety-Nine The world is changing too fast, please help with a letter
As a big ghost who has followed the right path throughout the process and relied on his own cultivation instead of relying on devouring and strengthening himself.
It’s really not easy to get to where we are today.
Although the lifespan of ghosts is several to ten times longer than that of normal humans, the speed of their cultivation is far slower than that of normal human monks.
Of course, these are ghosts that follow the right path. If they devour each other unscrupulously, the big ghosts they create will basically be similar to wild beasts, with no strength but no intelligence, and most of them will die in the middle.
The big ghost got the guidance of the white ghost from a little ghost in the ghost pit, and slowly grew up, but in the end, because of the crazy behavior of the white ghost, he forced himself to grow up, ruining his future and almost exhausting his potential.
He never complained, at most he was filled with despair.
After fighting with the Netherworld Holy Sect and the Futu Demon Sect, they finally reached a stalemate again.
Until suddenly, the wilderness changed.
After Qin Yang was resurrected and took over the wilderness, he had to send out a questionnaire to ask everyone if they agreed.
How dare he disagree!
If it were any other dead person, it would definitely be an ominous thing that heaven and earth would not tolerate. He would kill you if he showed up. Why would he talk so much nonsense to you?
Being powerful enough to affect the world itself, the big ghost felt that this so-called questionnaire survey was just a formality, leaving some good karma behind. Anyway, his influence was not big, so he agreed directly without any hesitation.
Sure enough, the world behind him changed so fast that it exceeded his reaction limit.
The empress of the Great Ying Dynasty was so majestic that everyone bowed her head wherever she looked.
The Buddha Demon Sect was just about to jump in. I heard that three Taoist Lords came to visit the Buddha Demon Sect. I don’t know what happened. Anyway, there was no fight. The Buddha Demon Sect was quite happy in the end and happily welcomed everyone.
Emperor Ying's eyes came to the land of the Southern Barbarians.
No one knows when there were so many powerful people in the wilderness.
Immediately afterwards, Mad Dog, the chief guard of Dingtiansi, came to him. He was originally planning to take him in by force, control him with the method of controlling ghosts, and give him to his disciple as a protector.
The devil knows why Mad Dog Wei is so much stronger than the legend says.
Then a blind old man who lost his arms appeared, rescued him, and calmly talked to him for a long time.
His potential has been almost exhausted due to the cultivation of young people, and he has no hope of breaking through the limits of the Law Body and becoming a Taoist Lord in this life.
However, there is a way before him, follow the general trend and mix with the Great Ying Dynasty.
If you feel that you can't keep your face, then try another way and fool around with Qin Yang, the current leader of the Taoist sect.
Once things are done, Qin Yang will definitely have a way to solve his dilemma.
Even if there is an accident and you die on the way, don't be afraid. The realm of the dead has appeared. The strong men of the Tao sect in the past have turned into ominous shapes and collectively went to the realm of the dead.
And Qin Yang is also the only person who can come back from the Realm of the Dead and be resurrected. His status in the Realm of the Dead is much higher than that in the Great Wilderness.
After talking about the truth for a long time, the big ghost gave up.
I think what you said makes sense. I must cooperate.
Of course, the most important thing is to know that you have to follow Han Anming to do things.
He still knows Dingtiansi's final conscience.
Now that he is here, the big ghost will know why he was chosen.
Because this side is the world of ghosts.
In the entire wilderness, among the ghosts, he follows the right path, his strength is acceptable, he is not an extreme lunatic, he is not in any big force at all, and he has no major involvement with the ancient underworld.
He is the only one currently.
"Don't worry. Now that you've made your decision, you won't regret it. If something happens, it's a matter of life and death."
The big ghost looked calm and comforted Han Anming in turn.
After walking out of the cave, the silver moon above our heads shone on the earth. The lunar energy was so rich that the whole world seemed like a paradise for ghosts and ghosts.
There seemed to be no living creatures at all.
"What's next? What do you need from me?"
Han Anming was silent for a moment.
"Turn this place into the territory of the Great Ying Dynasty."
"..."
The big ghost's eyelids twitched, and he resisted the thought of turning around and leaving.
After the words fell, Han Anming slowly flew up into the sky, overlooking the world below.
According to the information, this may be a fragment of the ancient sacred mountain Huliang, which should have turned into an island in the sea.
But looking at the sky at this moment, there is no sign of the ocean at all. Instead, the ground is steaming, proving that this place is land.
This fragment here is not located on the sea at all, but on the earth.
This is a good thing. At least people have a greater advantage on the earth. If there is a vast sea all around, the advantages of ghosts will be brought to the extreme.
As time goes by, the silver moon slowly tilts to the west, the moonlight filling the sky and the earth slowly dissipates, the yin energy slowly sinks, and the yang energy begins to rise.
The active ghosts and ghosts everywhere gradually disappeared.
The big ghost pointed into the distance.
"I feel the breath of living people there."
"Let's go." Han Anming dropped these words, thought about it, and comforted the big ghost: "You don't have to worry too much. Our purpose is just to occupy the mountain range below us that may be the fragment of Huliang. What happens next
, it is simply impossible to do it with our strength alone.”
The big ghost secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had just prepared to report to the Realm of the Dead.
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Wedding Dress's expansion plan has officially begun.
As for Qin Yang, who was far away in the Taihao world, he had no idea how long he had been standing upright. He was like a salted fish that was about to be dried, but could still be saved, twitching unconsciously.
The expressionless face was really unable to express any expression, and it was completely numb.
The last drift bottle had disappeared, but Qin Yang still lay on the seabed for three days before slowly getting up with a dull face.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he clearly felt that Twelve's drift bottles were no different from before, but the effect they caused had changed significantly.
Twelve has become stronger.
Upon discovering this situation, Qin Yang couldn't help but wonder whether Twelve had a close relationship with Taihao.
The first drifting bottle was received after Hui Yao and Kurogane were finished, and she became stronger just after Inspiration and Great Transformation were finished.
Of course, it is also possible that after losing the authority of the four great priests, the power of restraint has weakened, and the result is that the power that can penetrate through the twelve energy has become stronger.
The process cannot be determined at the moment, only the results can be confirmed.
Let’s wait until we meet Twelve later.
I spent some time sorting out the information in my mind, and made detailed intelligence deductions for each of the remaining six great priests.
Combined with the existing intelligence, detailed deductions were made about their personalities, behavior styles, own strength, control of authority, fighting styles, etc.
Try to deduce all the possible situations in your mind as much as possible before starting the battle.
A month later, Qin Yang walked out of the bottom of the sea and looked at the Heavenly Palace in the distance.
Next, the first target to be solved is the Grand Priest Sunset.
This must be solved.
As for the second key, the Great Priest Zhiqu, if you really have no choice, you can press it first.
To overcome the obstacles on the dome, only the Grand Priest Sunset must solve them, otherwise he would have no choice.
Time passed bit by bit, and Qin Yang quietly waited for the battle situation to change.
Half of the Invisible Realm has been contaminated and subsequently reduced to nothing.
Suppression within the unreachable realm actually doesn't mean much anymore. Not long after this, some people naturally entered the Dao Lord realm because they lost their suppression.
This time, the Heavenly Palace did not send anyone to pick the ripe fruits.
Because the little gods they sent out were killed before they could do anything.
The power was taken away, but the person who took the power away failed to integrate, lost control on the spot, went crazy, and died suddenly.
This scene poured cold water on many thoughtful people, and also made the people in Tiangong breathe a sigh of relief.
The first two people who forcibly killed gods and seized power to succeed the gods were not the norm.
Qin Yang felt a little regretful when he heard the news. He was suppressed by Twelve's drifting bottle storm and could not do anything.
Otherwise, he is absolutely willing to be a good person and help the other party inherit power.
However, this incident also gave him a piece of evidence that even though the authority of the minor god had only been passed through in the Book of Gods, it had not been completely sealed.
It is still probably the most critical procedure.
Without the authority to go through this process, it would be difficult to be deprived of succession at will.
Qin Yang himself is not sure what the reason for this process is. He will have to continue to look for opportunities to try and add cases later.
During this period of time, you can't be anxious, but you can't do nothing either.
Ever since, Qin Yang opened a vest casually and wandered around various battlefields. At the end of each battle, he would brave the remaining aftermath to collect the bodies of the heroes who died in the battle.
No matter what your identity is, it is fate that you meet each other. Each of you will be given a coffin.
After collecting the corpses for several days, people finally noticed the death of a strong man at the pinnacle of Dharmakaya.
After the battle, Qin Yang just appeared. When he rushed over, he immediately stopped, raised his head and looked forward.
The dark-faced strong man stood there with his arms folded, looking at Qin Yang with interest.
"Refining corpses?"
"No, it's just to collect the corpse." Qin Yang took out the coffin, and when he was about to collect the coffin, he glanced at the black-faced man and said, "Are you here to collect the spoils of war?"
The dark-faced strong man didn't show any pretense and nodded directly.
Qin Yang smiled at the so-called, waved his hand, and Qin Yang threw all the magic weapons and storage rings to the dead strong man.
Then with a wave of his hand, he brushed off the remaining power on the corpse, took out some materials, and restored the broken body of the corpse purely by hand.
After a whole set of procedures, he was just one step away from attaining salvation. Qin Yang looked at the dark-faced strong man and sighed inwardly. He finally met a stronger man. He had the idea of touching the corpse, but now he couldn't finish the procedure directly.
Forget it, that's it.
After closing the coffin lid, Qin Yang put away the body, turned to the dark-faced strong man, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.
But when he turned around, he saw a strong man with a dark face blocking his way.
Qin Yang grinned and took out a coffin.
"Do you want it too? I can give you a coffin for free, made by a real top craftsman."
The dark-faced burly man felt an inexplicable chill in the back of his head.
He didn't feel any malice or murderous intent, but this strange guy's smile always gave him a strange feeling.
It could be said to be extremely dangerous, but he didn't feel the danger.
It wasn't true, but he felt as if he had already laid down in that coffin.
After thinking quickly, the dark-faced strong man took a step back and turned sideways, meaning not to stop you.
Qin Yang put away the coffin and grinned again.
"I'm really busy lately, it's best if you don't want me."
Qin Yang stepped away. When he was far away, the black-faced strong man frowned slightly. As soon as he turned around, Qin Yang's voice sounded behind him again.
"After the death of the human race, there is only one last miserable thing left. The corpses are exposed in the wilderness, with no place to rest, but there is nothing you can do.
I just couldn't help it, so I came to collect and bury people's coffins.
That’s all.”
The dark-faced strong man looked back, but saw nothing. His expression was a little solemn.
He noticed this strange guy yesterday.
I originally thought that this person was just an evil person, but after a day passed, I discovered that the other person was not an evil person at all.
Especially the skill of retracting the casket into the casket, it is obvious that he is extremely proficient in this art.
All the people who were buried by his hands, without exception, had all their resentment gone and their faces were peaceful, as if they were sleeping. At most, they could only feel a little bit of the death energy naturally born in the corpse.
No one he had ever seen could match him, and only one person he had heard of had magical powers that could do this.
Two days later, the black-faced strong man came to the ancestral land of a sect.
Looking at a newly erected tomb, with a wave of his hand, the tomb opened automatically, revealing the coffin inside.
In an instant, a small restriction was triggered.
Two lines of light characters appeared above the tomb.
"Dig the graves and cut off the descendants."
"Disturbing someone's sleep will lead to a good death."
The dark-faced strong man ignored the light. After opening the coffin, he saw a corpse inside wearing a burial suit with his hands folded on the abdomen. The corpse had a peaceful face and no resentment at all. Except for its pale complexion, it almost looked like it was sleeping.
Like a living person.
The black-faced strong man stretched out his hand and touched the body, a trace of disappointment immediately flashed in his eyes.
It turns out that person is really not Fu Jun.
After Fu Jun's magical power can save people, the degree of salvation is far more complete than the current corpse.
This corpse was saved using superb burial techniques, and no magical powers were used.
He waved his hand and closed the tomb again.
When the tomb was closed again, another small restriction was triggered.
"There is no greater good than knowing that you have lost your way."
"I have great mercy and will spare your dog's life."
The dark-faced strong man looked at the light characters and couldn't help laughing.
Now he was sure that the guy he saw before was definitely not the incarnation of Fu Jun.
It is indeed just a human race with a rather special temperament.
Don't pay too much attention to it.
Qin Yang, who was thousands of miles away, raised his head and looked into the distance, shaking his head.
"You really went to dig up graves. Are you stupid? It's not like Fu Jun's magical power is the only one in this world that can save people.
With my skills, sooner or later I will be able to write a true scripture of the Burial Sect, and I can achieve the same effect without relying on skills."
After sighing, Qin Yang took out a large pen and left a mark on the palm of the corpse.
After lighting the incense, Qin Yang bowed and murmured to himself.
"Brother, you have no one to take care of you, but I helped you with your funeral arrangements. I asked you to bring a letter for me, but it's not too much."