Chapter 939 Evangelize the world, accept a stupid apprentice
As the saying goes, a gentleman's revenge is never too late.
Eight hundred years ago, Qin Yang would definitely not have thought this way, and he might not have been able to live that long.
The higher you stand, your thoughts will gradually change. For example, now, Qin Yang has some understanding of why the big guys in ancient times made plans based on ten thousand years. Some of them
It takes the entire era as the unit of time.
The current situation is destined to prolong the time required for the entire process.
Qin Yang has also begun to think about the problem on a longer time scale.
The three emperors spent their efforts and paid an unknown price to create restrictions.
After only two big worlds came over, Qin Yang could almost calculate it.
In ancient times, the classics that were passed down, or the magical powers and secret techniques that were restricted from being passed on lightly, today, at least 80% of them have been completely lost.
This has been completely lost, at least until no one has mastered it in this world, and there is no classic treasure book.
Those that have not been lost, at least more than half of them, are in an embarrassing situation.
For example, the Zixiao Dao Jing is currently only completed by Qin Yang in the world, and there is no classic treasure book in the first place.
Under normal circumstances, if you want to leave a legacy, you can only hope that when Qin Yang is strong enough, he will choose a successor to pass on the method.
Only when he at least reaches the realm of the titled Taoist Lord can he write down a classic treasure book and leave this inheritance forever.
This is a normal situation, and for exceptions, so far, it seems that only Qin Yang has the pen to write the setting of the Realm of the Dead.
Only this treasure can overcome the restrictions set by the three emperors at the most fundamental and core level.
If Qin Yang dies now, there may be several more classics that have been lost in the past ten thousand years.
Based on this calculation, the classics that are still being passed down in earnest today, and there are no signs of being lost for the time being, are estimated to be less than 10% compared to ancient times.
If we then calculate the number of monks who have mastered the classics, the gap in proportion is even more shocking.
Let’s compare the top experts in ancient times with those today.
At that time, any one of the top ten priests could compete with the top twelve masters, and the worst one could crush Qin Youde to death with one hand.
Compared with the current top ten priests, the latter are simply ten inferior parallel import models.
So, let’s not talk about the position, but looking at this matter, the three turtles, Sun Tiandi, suppressed the evil, and the effect was really good, much better than a real fight.
Over time, the number of top human beings will become smaller and smaller. If there are any extraordinary geniuses, if one or two emerge and can create a classic-level method, it will not do anything for the whole.
In today's environment, it is difficult to breed strong men of this level.
The days when a hundred schools of thought contended and classics appeared constantly have no basis in today's era and the general environment of the world.
However, precisely because of this, this environment became an opportunity for Qin Yang.
Opportunity to preach to the world.
Let all the people in the world with loud voices and big fists have the opportunity to become one of our own.
Furthermore, it gives all races the opportunity to become one of our own.
Fighting and killing, conquering the world with domineering power, and killing all those who disobey, Qin Yang felt that this was really not suitable for him.
There are too many enemies. If you want to bask in the sun and sleep for a while, you have to open one eye. Living like this is too tiring and makes you live alone.
Qin Yang doesn't want such a life.
He took Zhang Zhengyi to the human settlement in Silver Moon Realm.
From this place, at a glance, there are basically no buildings visible on the ground, they are all ruins.
Most of the humans living here live underground, close to the underground fire veins.
It's the only kind of place that most ghosts and ghosts don't like to come to.
The fire evil spirit is too strong and is not friendly to ghosts and ghosts.
He stood high in the sky and looked around for a while, but couldn't see anything. Following his breath, he found an entrance and sneaked in with Zhang Zhengyi.
As soon as he entered it, he saw a green-faced, fanged man with a solid upper body and an erratic lower body. A fierce ghost with disheveled hair grabbed the neck of a fourteen- to fifteen-year-old boy and pressed him against the stone wall.
The young man's complexion had turned purple, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, and he was about to be strangled to death.
Qin Yang was about to take action, but finally stopped.
He saw that the young man was holding a yellow talisman in his hand, but he didn't use it, but growled vaguely.
"Brother, it's me..."
Zhang Zhengyi was heartless and used to life and death. He didn't care about his own life, let alone others. He looked at Qin Yang and saw that Qin Yang didn't take any action. He also put his hands to watch the fun. Anyway, he was
You know, as a senior brother, he brags about being kind-hearted all day long, but in fact, most of the time, he is really like that.
Qin Yang took Zhang Zhengyi, who used the Xingyin magical power, and stood there watching quietly.
Qin Yang's voice reached the young man's ears.
"Is this the ghost that your brother turned into after his death?"
The young man was pinched so hard that he kept rolling his eyes, his consciousness was a little blurred, and he didn't pay attention to Qin Yang's words at all.
Qin Yang pointed his finger, and a trace of undetectable power penetrated the yellow talisman in the young man's hand. The runes on it were forcibly changed, and the power surged by at least three levels.
"I have strengthened the yellow talisman in your hand. You only need to touch it lightly to kill him and turn him into ashes.
It all depends on you whether you want to survive or whether you would rather be strangled to death than take action."
The young man raised his right hand holding the yellow talisman, still roaring with difficulty.
"Brother, it's me..."
With tears streaming from his eyes, he dropped the yellow talisman held in his right hand on the ground.
"If you don't take action, you will really die." Qin Yang spoke again, and the fallen yellow talisman returned to the young man's hand.
The young man's consciousness became more and more blurred, and so did his struggles, but he still threw away the yellow talisman again, as if he was still afraid of his own instinct, and would not be able to hold back and beat his brother to ashes.
After three breaths, there was just a click, and the young man's body seemed to soften, and he no longer struggled, and his cervical vertebrae were forcefully broken by this fierce ghost.
"Uh..." Zhang Zhengyi glanced at Qin Yang in shock: "Senior Brother Qin, he is dead."
"I know." Qin Yang nodded calmly and dispersed the Xingyin magical power.
Qin Yang glanced at the fierce ghost, and with one look, the fierce ghost was suppressed. He let go of the young man's body and lay on the ground, unable to even groan.
Qin Yang mixed up a trace of tower incense smoke from Haiyan, shot it into the young man's body, and rekindled his vitality.
At the same time, a trace of true energy was poured into his body to repair his body before he came back to life.
After a while, the young man took a deep breath and sat up from the ground with a sudden sound.
After the young man's eyes regained focus, he first glanced at the ghost lying on the ground in front of him, then looked at Qin Yang, and quickly got up to salute.
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life."
"Little guy, if you kowtow to my senior brother, you will be rewarded. You really died just now. It was my senior brother who pulled you back from the realm of the dead."
Zhang Zhengyi clicked his tongue, and he could tell at a glance that the young man probably just thought he had fainted. At this time, if he didn't come out quickly and explain, how long would it take?
The young man was quite clever. When he heard this, he immediately kowtowed to Qin Yang and thanked him.
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life, and thank you for your mercy, senior."
Qin Yang pointed at the fierce ghost.
"Is this your brother?"
The young man looked at the fierce ghost and nodded with a complicated expression.
"Back to senior, this is my brother, my biological brother. He was injured by a ghost a few days ago. He died of serious injuries and did not heal. After his death, he also turned into a ghost..."
"Don't you know that a fierce ghost of this level has no intelligence at all? He doesn't recognize his relatives and is bloodthirsty. The first thing he kills is his relatives. If you can't wake him up, you can't wake him up even if you die.
It will only turn him into a vicious ghost, go on an evil path, and one day lead to self-destruction."
"No, my brother recognized me at first." The young man was a little stubborn.
"Would you rather die than take action?"
"Then I would rather die."
"You can't change anything even if you die."
"At least I feel at ease." The stubborn young man didn't seem so nervous now, and he was quite energetic when fighting.
Qin Yang grinned, while Zhang Zhengyi curled his lips next to him.
Qin Yang stretched out his hand and patted the young man's head.
The young man's eyes were a little hollow and he didn't dare to move. For some reason, he contradicted the senior, but the senior smiled.
"How many days has it been since your brother died? Is his body still alive?"
"It's been thirteen days and the body has been buried." The young man replied blankly.
"That's a pity. After the first seven days, even if the physical body is still there, even I have nothing to do. I can only save your brother and send him to the realm of the dead, which is the destination of the dead."
The young man came back to his senses and saw that Qin Yang seemed to have a good temper and his eyes were calm, and his courage gradually grew.
"Senior, is there really a place where you go after you die?"
"Yes, after death, all living beings will appear in the world of the dead. They will remember what happened during their lives, and at least they will not become such evil creatures without intelligence. This is the right way."
When the young man heard this, he looked at the devil lying on the ground, fell to his knees with a plop, and touched his head to the ground.
"Senior, please have mercy and help my brother to be saved."
"You can climb up the pole. Okay, get up and lead the way."
The young man led the way, and the suppressed evil ghost followed obediently behind. The young man looked back from time to time, but hesitated to speak.
"Don't think about it, he has no intelligence at all, and he doesn't remember everything in the past. He was just suppressed by me."
The last spark of hope in the young man's eyes was completely extinguished, and he led the way with his head down.
Not long after, they came to a cave. There were holes in the stone walls, and inside were coffins with runes all over them.
The young man climbed into one of the pits and used a rope to pull out bit by bit a coffin made of rotten wood and so rough that it was not even and straight.
He carried the coffin laboriously and carried the coffin in front of Qin Yang.
"Senior, this is my brother's body."
Qin Yang nodded, and with a thought, all the runes on the coffin were annihilated, and the coffin lid opened automatically.
Inside was the corpse of a young man in his twenties, with three claw marks on his chest and broken ribs. This young man was estimated to have only just built a foundation when he was alive.
Qin Yang took out the incense burner, took out a piece of spiritual incense, rubbed it with his own yang energy, burned it, held the incense in both hands, bowed to the body, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.
In an instant, the rather ferocious-looking corpse gradually became peaceful, and the corpse aura, evil spirit, and ghost aura on the corpse naturally dissipated.
The fierce ghost that followed also gradually disappeared into thin air and disappeared completely.
The young man looked on, looking full of doubts.
Qin Yang explained it to him thoughtfully.
"He died not long ago and turned into a ghost not long ago. He is still closely connected with his body. As long as his body is saved, he will naturally dissipate and your brother will also report to the world of the dead.
The road ahead is long, and although it may disappear over there, I will still remember myself and you in the end, instead of being a ghost with no intelligence and disappearing into ashes one day."
"Senior, don't deceive me. I have seen Chaodu..." The young man obviously didn't believe that Chaodu was so simple and that Chaodu could do these things.
Zhang Zhengyi couldn't help but said.
"Little guy, if you don't know enough, you should ask more questions instead of denying it. To tell you the truth, there are only a handful of dead people in this world who can bear the worship of my senior brother without being saved."
With Qin Yang's current strength, there is not a single dead person that Qin Yang can't name that he needs to save without using magical powers, taking the normal route of salvation, and using full firepower.
Qin Yang ignored Zhang Zhengyi and looked at the young man.
"May I have your name?"
"My name is To Ye." The young man answered the question honestly. He didn't know how strong Qin Yang was, but Zhang Zhengyi's words gave him a rough idea.
That is, Qin Yang may be much stronger than the strong men he has only heard of.
"Are you willing to become your teacher?"
To Ye was stunned and didn't react for a while.
After taking a few breaths, he suddenly got excited and quickly knelt down to worship his master.
"Disciple Toye, please pay homage to Master."
"My teacher's surname is Qin and his name is Yang, and his courtesy name is Youde. You must remember it clearly."
"Yes, Master."
"What do you want to learn? As long as you want to learn, my teacher can basically teach you. I can teach you the method of laying the foundation first, and then you can tell me after you have established the foundation."
To Ye said without hesitation.
"Master, I want to learn how to be saved."
"Hahaha..." Qin Yang laughed: "You do have a good sense, okay."
A moment later, Toye was still using the rope and gritting his teeth to rebury his brother's body.
From a distance, Zhang Zhengyi looked at this young man with average qualifications, quite puzzled.
"Senior Brother Qin, why do you suddenly want to accept a disciple? You are still such a stupid disciple. Is it too hasty?"
Qin Yang smiled and asked.
"If I had turned into such a mindless, bloodthirsty and evil creature back then, would you have killed me?"
"Why not? Of course I will bear the pain and kill you and send you to the realm of the dead."
Zhang Zhengyi was talking nonsense without any care, and while he was talking, he himself became silent.
Qin Yang looked at To Ye and said calmly.
"If I spread the word that I would like to recruit disciples, the people who would line up would be from Huliang to Lidu.
I want talented people, the most talented people in the entire wilderness, and they will come to my door on their own.
I want the smartest ones, and all forces will do their best to find the smartest ones and send them to them.
There are too many smart people in this world, but I find this kind of stupid person more pleasing to my eye."
Zhang Zhengyi was speechless for a moment.
Qin Yang didn't take it seriously. He was originally going to start preaching. It was To Ye's fate that he could see him here.
Being able to please Qin Yang is his greatest talent.