Chapter Twenty-Eight: Skills Are Ineffective

Following the dryad's big eyes to small eyes, they looked at each other for a long time before there was a sound of rustling in the woods.

A tree root, rolled up with a thick pile of bark, poured out, and threw the bark in front of Qin Yang.

Qin Yang's eyes lit up, and he didn't care what the dryad had in mind, so he squatted on the ground and gently stroked the bark.

For the production of magic runes, you can use ordinary rune paper, but higher-level spirit runes, general rune paper is useless, better rune paper production, the materials, processes, and difficulty required will rise sharply, and the number of high-level rune paper is very small.

Therefore, the spirit runes will actually be replaced by other materials, tree bark and animal skin, which are all very good materials.

It stands to reason that the banyan bark is not suitable for direct use as rune paper, and the high-grade banyan bark is only suitable for making rune paper as a raw material.

And the bark in front of you, each piece has a zhang big, the surface of the bark is covered with a layer of spiritual light, the texture is delicate, it feels a little rough to the touch, but the whole is extremely smooth, the surface of the bark, it is a natural formation of a natural pattern, the charm is abundant.

Superb bark, absolutely good material!

And there are more than a dozen sheets, each of which is one zhang long, and a little cutting is enough to make thousands of runes.

"These are for me?"

The dryad nodded expressionlessly.

"Tree senior, it's not that I don't make it for you, this bark can indeed make a small cloud and rain talisman, it's too extravagant, but haven't you thought about it, your body has covered dozens of miles, but it has been difficult to transform into a shape, the huge body has become a burden, if it really rains down thunder tribulation, what will you do?" Qin Yang said very sincerely......

Plants become demons, the most difficult, especially before the thunder tribulation is transformed, the body is almost difficult to move, this banyan tree demon, the body is so huge, it should have reached the point of crossing the thunder tribulation, but it still maintains this appearance.

You can only continue to expand the scope of the ontology and accumulate strength, until the huge ontology becomes a drag, and you can only fall into a deep sleep.

This only shows one thing, this secret realm can't attract thunder tribulation at all.

The tree demon was silent, and Qin Yang struck while the iron was hot: "In this secret realm, there is no way to attract the thunder tribulation transformation, you know the tree senior, Xiao Yunyu Fu, it's just a sigh of relief, it's essentially useless, so let's do it, if I can get out alive this time, I'll take you out together, and then you can trigger the thunder tribulation and transform out, it's just that, before this, your huge body will only be killed by thunder......"

The dryad remained motionless, and after a long time, an old voice sounded in Qin Yang's mind.

"Good. ”

Just one word......

The human face on the trunk of the tree disappeared, and the thick roots of the tree blocking the road next to it disappeared into the ground.

Qin Yang was slightly stunned, and after a little thought, his face was a little weird.

Is this a trick?

People have been waiting for themselves here for a long time!

Thinking so in his heart, with a smile on his face, he put away all the bark, if nothing else, these barks are the bark that falls off the dryad's body, and it is an absolute high-grade material.

Looking back at the demon tiger, the fur had lost its luster, and the bones seemed to have decayed for thousands of years, and the value of the material was gone.

The qi and blood and essence of this demon tiger were purified by flesh and blood, and they were devoured cleanly.

The dryad didn't move, Qin Yang hurriedly went to find the little fat man, I don't know if the little fat man is dead......

All the way back to the previous place, the little fat man still leaned against the trunk of the tree and did not move, and there was no sound at all.

Qin Yang sighed in his heart, stepped forward to probe, he was out of breath, and his corpse was cold......

"Hey......" Flattening the body of the little fat man, Qin Yang took out a tool and cleaned the blood stains on the little fat man's face, feeling a little complicated.

Whether it was the little fat man's tricks or the pit people, Qin Yang didn't care much, after more than a year here, the relationship with him was the best, but it was this little fat man.

This time, I am willing to bring the little fat man with me, and the other reasons are secondary, mainly in the Sanshan Gang at that time, if it weren't for the little fat man's assistance, he didn't have such a smooth golden cicada shelling, according to the situation at the time, but the six layers of qi cultivation, there is no secret method to be around, and there is no magic weapon, if the golden cicada fails to shed its shell, the probability of death is ten out of ten.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, after all, I helped myself.

And now it's dead......

"Senior Brother Zhang, the world of cultivating immortals is just so many accidents, you have to remember in the next life, the strength is not enough, don't break blindly, every time you don't enter, the wisdom of the ancestors is not unreasonable.

We finally met once, you have helped me a lot, I can't let you be in the wilderness, don't worry, you call me a senior brother, I will definitely let you rest in peace. ”

Qin Yang carefully cleaned up the blood stains for the little fat man, changed into clean clothes, and after tidying up, he slowly stretched out a hand and slowly covered the little fat man's chest.

"Senior Brother Zhang, since you are gone, you shouldn't care about what you leave behind, and you don't want your corpse to become an unconscious zombie, right......?"

Qin Yang muttered in his mouth, and he had silently launched the corpse touching skill in his hand.

However......

After activating the skill, there was no reaction at all.

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment and continued to activate the skill.

Still no response......

"Heh......" Qin Yang's expression was strange, and he checked it up and down again, the little fat man was dead, his heart stopped, the blood did not flow, the corpse became cold, and they all began to stiffen a little.

It's really dead, but why doesn't the corpse touching skill respond?

The little fat man has a lot of messy skills, and there are a lot of treasures hidden on his body, so he can't touch anything, right?

Any chef can find a secret recipe for barbecue ingredients, let alone a little fat man.

After thinking about it, Qin Yang gently patted the little fat man's cheek.

"Wake up, wake up, I got the Zixiao Dao Sutra, do you want to see it?"

"Senior Brother Zhang, I have found the treasure house, you hurry up and divide the spoils......"

"Little fat man, if you don't wake up, I'll cremate you!"

Still no response......

Qin Yang was puzzled in his heart, quite uncertain.

How do you think the little fat man is dead......

But the skill didn't respond, there was only one situation.

That is not effective against the living.

If a person is not dead, how can he touch the corpse?

Qin Yang was shocked, and he didn't know whether to believe in the skills or what he saw in front of him......

After thinking about it, Qin Yang took out a coffin of golden silk nanmu, put the little fat man in it, and dug a pit in the banyan forest to bury the little fat man in it.

When he buried it, he put a note in the little fat man's hand.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I'll go first, be careful yourself. ”

Burying the little fat man, Qin Yang turned around and walked out, and when he was about to walk out, he paused and turned around and shouted at the banyan forest.

"Senior, this little fat man is my junior brother, don't be a flower fertilizer. ”