Chapter 996 Look at my seventy-two changes, oh, everyone thinks the same
Suddenly realizing this kind of thing, Qin Yang felt a sense of insecurity.
There is something closely related to him, and others know some inside information that he does not know, which makes Qin Yang feel very insecure.
Now that he's at this point, he knows one thing clearly.
For a strong man like him, or a force of sufficient size, anything related to the core, victory or defeat, life and death, there is no chance.
Having a fluke mentality will greatly affect your decision-making, and this will be very fatal.
One wrong step, one wrong step, one step backward is equivalent to stepping into the coffin with one foot.
He wouldn't be able to feel at ease until he understood the matter of the innate insect shell.
Obviously, the dream master doesn't want to talk about it, doesn't want to touch it, and doesn't want to be involved in anything.
Qin Yang was not in a hurry to follow the plan. Instead, he returned to the Realm of the Dead and embarked on the journey again to find the novelist.
He walked around the places where the novelist had stayed, but could not find them. Finally, he thought about it again and again, and put himself into the novelist to deduce where the novelist might go.
Finally, traces of human existence were found in the desolate area at the end of the Milky Way where the Naihe Bridge is located.
Looking at the traces left on the ground, Qin Yang probably thought for a moment that someone put down a deck chair and lay down by the river, watching the water churning.
This must have been a novelist's visit.
After searching nearby, I found a line of writing on a stone slab.
"Qin Yang found this place and found traces left by the novelist's recliner, proving that the novelist had been here.
Following him, he searched around and found a stone slab buried in the sand. This was the only stone slab that the novelist had been searching nearby for a long time and finally found, one that could survive long enough.
It says 'Don't look for me, it won't work, I'm out traveling'.
Qin Yang was so angry that he crushed the stone slab with his foot and walked away."
Qin Yang looked at the words on the stone tablet and his nose became crooked with anger.
"I'm going to visit your uncle, what's the point of traveling to a shabby place like the Realm of the Dead?
Leave a message, and write it according to your story book, and I will leave it to you."
Of course Qin Yang would not think that the novelist wrote the story and then he started to execute it.
This is obviously the novelist's bad taste.
No wonder this guy disappeared a long time ago. He said he was wandering around. It turned out that he had avoided him since then, and now he doesn't know where he has gone.
The Realm of the Dead is much larger than the Great Wilderness. The last world contains a dead ancient world, and there are still large tracts of blank space.
As long as the novelist wants to hide in such a ghost place, no one can find him as the author of the World of the Dead.
However, at this point, Qin Yang has also completely confirmed that these giants do not dare to take the innate insect shell, which is definitely not an isolated case, and it is not without reason.
He turned around and left, and words began to appear on the stone slab again.
"Qin Yang saw the writing on the stone slab, resisted the idea of crushing it, snorted coldly, turned around and left.
If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the explanation in the next chapter."
However, after the last sentence appeared, it seemed as if a pair of big hands wiped out the last sentence, leaving only the sentence "turn around and leave."
A breeze blew by, and the dust on the ground was stirred up, covering the stone slab again little by little. After just a few breaths, the stone slab completely disappeared.
At this moment, in the opposite direction from where Qin Yang left, Qin Yang was walking slowly, holding an apple in his hand with a piece of incense stuck on it.
Qin Yang sniffed his nose, the incense burned, and a piece of the apple seemed to have been chewed off by someone, with part of it quickly turning into ash and flying away.
"The way you can taste the flavor without eating it, after a long time, I think it is quite interesting. The perfumer is really a genius."
Qin Yang blew a breath, and the stone slab covered with sand emerged again.
Qin Yang looked at the new words that appeared above and couldn't help but laugh.
"Brother, you don't write novels now. Why can't you change this old problem? I told you to give you storybooks and a large pen, but you don't want them. Why do you still feel itchy?"
There was no response from the surroundings, so Qin Yang pointed at the traces by the river.
"Brother, are you treating me like a mallet?
The traces left after the recliner was put down have not changed after such a long time. However, this broken stone slab was soon covered by sand and dust. It can be exposed when it wants to be exposed and hidden when it wants to be hidden.
Are you telling me there's nothing wrong with this?
Also, in the Realm of the Dead now, I think it’s just me who’s exaggerated.
There are people who are better than me in terms of pure strength, and there are a lot of people who are better than me in individual items, but there is really no one who can be higher than me in terms of overall score.
Including you, brother, and that gray man who calls himself Emperor Fengdu."
Qin Yang spoke very sincerely and confidently.
The ceiling of a single subject is calculated based on the full score. There are many players who are better than him in a single subject. Unfortunately, those guys are partial to subjects. Qin Youde is not partial to subjects. His total score is no surprise. He is now the highest in the Realm of the Dead.
Just like the Dream Master, who represents the ceiling of this world, Qin Yang can get a score of 90 out of 100, even though everyone knows that getting from 90 to 100 is much harder than getting from 10 to 90.
He could tell at a glance just now that this slate was not writing a script waiting for someone to film it, but that something had already happened and the slate had a record.
One is about controlling destiny, and the other is about pure recording. When put together, the former appears to be inferior.
"Brother, if you don't come out, I will throw this slate into the sea of blood."
The next moment, a line of words appeared on the stone slab.
"After Qin Yang finished speaking, a line of words immediately appeared on the stone slab: Young man, it's not good if you get too angry. Please wait a moment."
Then another line of words appeared.
"The novelist sighed secretly, after all, Qin Yang discovered the clue by accident.
After all, he still underestimated Qin Yang. He didn't expect that this man was so terrifying that he could hide from his senses and lure the snake out of the hole with one hand.
The novelist had to give up pretending to be dead and write a line on a slate.
‘From a recorded stone tablet to a human form’”
As soon as this line of words appeared, the stone slab was seen standing up from the ground. The stone slab, which had no special aura other than being hard, seemed to be melting, constantly changing its shape.
Finally, he turned into a Mediterranean man with dead eyes.
Isn't he the novelist I haven't seen for a long time? I heard once before that this guy seemed to have crossed the giant gate and entered the last big world.
Now it seems that it's all nonsense. This guy must have used some trick to make others think he passed. In fact, he didn't even move his butt.
Qin Yang watched the novelist's transformation with great interest and simply ignored what happened before.
"Brother, can you teach me your seventy-two transformations?"
Qin Yang was really moved this time. The transformation method he had practiced before only took the face-changing process to the extreme, and he could open the vest at will.
But it is still a step behind the novelist's method of transformation, which is similar to Sun Houhou's.
When the novelist heard this, his expression changed slightly. He ignored Qin Yang and quickly stretched out a hand. Four big characters appeared on the back of his hand.
Seventy-two changes.
Qin Yang naturally saw it and understood it instantly.
This ability has not been named at all. It is still in the development stage, but now it has been named by him.
Qin Yang quickly added.
"Brother, don't worry. You should know the number seventy-two. It's just a smooth imaginary number. It doesn't mean there are only seventy-two. It doesn't affect you."
After finishing speaking, Qin Yang was slightly startled.
Eh? Since when did I have this ability?
I can name the abilities developed by others with just a few words.
"Brother..."
"You are holding back your words!" The novelist's dead eyes could only print out four words that were difficult to describe.
"Don't ask, you can't learn."
"Okay, if you can't learn it, then you won't learn it." Qin Yang pretended to sigh. From the moment the words "Seventy-two Changes" appeared, he knew that this was the way of a novelist.
And novelists, so far, have definitely not sorted out classics such as "Novel Book".
It's really impossible for him to learn.
"I want to ask you something. You must know something about the innate insect shell, but you didn't tell me."
"wait a moment."
The novelist pondered for a moment and opened his mouth. No sound was heard, but words jumped out of his mouth one by one.
"The novelist performed seventy-two transformations, swayed, and turned into a gray stone slab, integrating with the earth under his feet."
The writing flew out, and his body melted again, turning into a gray slate with a swish.
Qin Yang took a big look and blew lightly to disperse the sand and dust. He immediately saw the stone slab, which was like a huge boulder, protruding part of the ground.
You don't need to think about it to know that he will definitely not be able to take the slate away.
If you really want to do it forcefully, that would be turning against you.
A line of writing appeared on the stone slab.
"Don't ask me, I can't tell you, and don't worry, this thing is only good for you, it doesn't do any harm.
That is your opportunity and your reward.
Anyone who has gone deep into the realm of the dead to evolve would not dare to touch this thing. Don’t worry about someone snatching it away.
That's yours, no one can take it away, no one, or anything can do it.
All I can say is that you can do it according to your own ideas.
As for the rest, in my current state, I can say a few words.
You should know why I can't speak out."
As soon as these handwritings appeared, it seemed as if a pair of big hands wiped them all away.
Everything became silent, and the wind blew and covered the stone slab again.
Qin Yang was silent for a moment and understood.
Without saying a word or thinking, he opened the door and entered the room between life and death.
In fact, he already had a rough answer.
Novelists and dreamers who can achieve enlightenment all dare not touch or ask for anything. Apart from the realm of the dead itself, what other more innovative answers can there be?
And the novelist can't tell why the Realm of the Dead doesn't let them tell, so there's only one possibility.
If Qin Yang knew about it, it would definitely affect the evolution of the Realm of the Dead.
After all, the storybook is still trapped in Qin Yang's eyes. For hundreds of years, Qin Yang has never taken it out.
With the isolation of the sea eye, new settings can be written and appear, but all new settings that appear are just flashing text.
This means that these settings have not been completely transformed into unchangeable objective truth.
What truly becomes objective truth can never be changed. As the cornerstone of the world's existence, only those that have been completely solidified in the early stage are the only ones.
For example, there is the truth that there is no sun in the world of the dead.
The novelist said that there are only advantages and no disadvantages. Qin Yang felt that it was enough to listen to this.
In other words, this sentence can be understood as: From the novelist's point of view, this is just a harmless thing.
Considering that if I know, the world will know, Qin Yang feels that if he knows, he will definitely think that there is a trap, and similarly, the world of the dead will also know that Qin Yang thinks so.
The final result will develop into something that directly affects the evolution of the Realm of the Dead.
Qin Yang pondered for a long time, then cut down the questions he had thought about, as well as the last part he said after meeting the novelist, and turned them into a dream to save.
He doesn't know anymore, and has no further thoughts. If he returns to the Realm of the Dead in the future, the Realm of the Dead will not know.
Everything will remain as it is.
Qin Yang looked at his notebook and saw instructions written on it.
"There is no need to track down the innate insect shells for the time being, especially in the Realm of the Dead."
There are a few small notes marked on the side, and they are special notes, so there is no need to deduce them.
Qin Yang closed the small notebook. He didn't know what he said at the end of his meeting with the novelist, but he knew that the part that was cut off now was his own judgment.
Then press the button for now and execute the previous plan first.
The reason why you need to ask about the innate insect shell first after the dream master comes out is because the innate insect shell will be used next.
Qin Yang returned to Huliang Academy, came under the sacred tree, and looked at the closed passage connecting the ten directions.
He looked at the avatar.
"You have to do your best to explain your affairs."
After speaking, he threw one of the innate insect shells into the entrance.
The power of the innate insect shell solidifies with the entrance, and strange power surges. Now this entrance has become a special existence. It is the root system of the sacred tree, connected by the connection between the fragments of the pot beam.
At the same time, it was incorporated and solidified by the innate insect shell, and even if the root connection of the sacred tree was lost, it could still exist.
After solving these problems, Qin Yang opened the door and left directly.
Go back online to Zuo Yu, open your eyes, and see Mei Yan already waiting here.
"The boss wants to see you."
Qin Yang was very clear in his heart. Sure enough, after meeting the Master of Discipline, his first words were: "The Emperor agreed to the agreement."
"Qin Yang asked me to tell you that when the two parties meet for the first time, that's when the agreement begins."
"The emperor wants to see Qin Yang."
"I'll tell you."
Qin Yang looked at the appearance of the Master of Discipline and said simply.
"Give me a room and I'll go there now."
In front of the head of the Discipline Department, Qin Yang fell down and went offline directly. Anyone who is not afraid of death should give it a try.
Qin Yang waited for a long time before he logged in to the Dream Realm again, and sighed with regret. Fortunately, he came to Zuo Yu's number in the Dream Realm every time just to be on the safe side. Who would have thought that no one would fall for it.
If the Emperor of the Ten Directions had been fooled and followed him, why would he have to do so many things?
After running around again, Qin Yang returned to the sacred tree. Looking at the passage, Qin Yang was silent for a moment. He had to take this step.
Because he must hold the fragment of the pot beam in the Shifang Realm in his own hands.
The incarnation can be refined, but it is only a normal way of penetration. Now, he needs to step beyond this refining process and possess it 100%.
Then comes the process of long-term warming and refining of the incarnation.
Meng Yi appeared behind him silently.
"Don't go there yourself."
"I don't know how strong I am now."
"Too risky."
"I have to go and make a time difference."
Meng Yi remained silent and just stood next to Qin Yang. If he did not stop him, he could not stop him. However, if he wanted to follow, Qin Yang should not stop him.
"I just went over to steal a piece of land."
Seeing that Uncle Meng had no reaction, Qin Yang stopped talking.
He doesn't know how strong he is, but he can be sure that he can't kill the Shifang Emperor now. Similarly, although the fragment of the pot beam is there, it is not the territory of the Shifang Divine Dynasty. There, Shifang
Emperor Zun will definitely not be able to kill him.
Taking one step forward, Qin Yang stepped into the passage.
The first time I personally visited the Ten Directions Realm, at the moment before exiting the passage, an innate insect shell fell silently and merged with the entrance.
The first time Qin Yang came out, he lightly stamped his feet. The power in his body seemed to turn into a shock wave, sweeping across the entire pot beam in an instant.
As the earth trembled, Qin Yang stretched out his hand and gently grabbed it, completely refining the fragment of the pot beam and taking it as his own.
He glanced at the horizon, and saw a Taoist Lord sitting here in person.
The moment the two sides looked at each other, Qin Yang's eyes went straight into the sword and into the other's eyes. Qin Yang's voice was like thunder, exploding in the other's mind.
"Forgetting."
In an instant, the pupils of the Dao Lord who was hiding in the clouds and guarding this place suddenly dilated, and his eyes became empty. His memory was forcibly regressed to the moment before Qin Yang appeared, and was frozen there.
He froze in place, motionless.
He is a Dao Lord, and Qin Yang's realm is only that of a Dao Lord. But at this moment, Qin Yang's Dao appears, forcibly crushing the opponent's Dao, and just looking at each other, the winner is decided.
Qin Yang's heart instantly returned to his stomach.
He probably understands that after all these years, his realm is still that of a Dao Lord, but to what extent has his strength reached.
"Uncle Meng, I need a moment."
"Okay." Meng Yi nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He naturally understood what Qin Yang wanted to do.
After a few breaths, a dark golden metal door emerged in mid-air. The door opened, and the Emperor of the Ten Directions walked out.
He glanced down at Qin Yang who was standing on the ground, and took a step forward. All the magic followed him, and large areas of Dao patterns covered the heaven and earth in a radius of thousands of miles. In a moment, the space here seemed to be solidified and completely solidified.
The passage connecting the wilderness has been forcibly solidified.
Qin Yang took a quick look and his face suddenly turned livid with anger.
This piece of shit is really going to kill you as soon as you see it. No matter whether it works or not, you have to try it first.
He agreed to the so-called bet probably just to lure him here.
There is a simpler solution, and you can eat it all in one go, so why use a gamble? Only when you can't solve it will you settle for the next best thing and resort to this gamble.
Oops, everyone's thoughts are surprisingly similar.
If the Emperor of the Ten Directions could be hacked to death now, Qin Yang would not care about gambling or not. Face is nothing. In the confrontation between big forces, only the weak would believe in something as innocent as face.
"Emperor of the Ten Directions, what do you mean?"
Qin Yang held the plastic black sword in his right hand, took out the black jade divine gate with his left hand, slapped it on the hilt of the sword, and said something directly to the black jade divine gate in his consciousness.
"I want to do an experiment to see if I can help the realm of the dead evolve. I need the power of the world."
"Emperor Shifang, if you don't intend to keep your word, then let's fight to the death. This is not your Shifang Dynasty."
"Ha..." The Emperor of the Ten Directions laughed.
However, before he could take action, Qin Yang had already slashed out with his sword after finishing his words.
A sizzling black light appeared on the black jade divine door, and then a black-gray glowing gaze reached the surface of the plastic black sword.
With Qin Yang using all his strength, he slashed out with his sword.
The collision of the two worlds appeared first.
The dazzling light was like a scorching sun.
But in an instant, the Shifang Realm was suppressed, and the power belonging to the Realm of the Dead turned into the support of the plastic black sword.
The Realm of the Dead couldn't wait to expand its territory, but that power was completely transformed by Qin Yang.
In an instant, the light swept across the entire ten directions.
The Emperor of the Ten Directions, who was the first to bear the brunt, could not help but lose consciousness.