Every time I saw a corpse before, it wasn't that it was searched every time, just like Steward Qiu, knowing that he had a flying fish sword on him, why didn't he just take it away, but wanted to touch the corpse?

Let's start with the magic weapon.

Every magic weapon, when you first start it, as long as it is an ownerless thing, marked with a mark, you can use it immediately, but at this time, at most, it can exert half of the power of the magic weapon, and then it needs to be sacrificed day and day, night and night, until from the outside to the inside, the magic weapon body and the internal prohibition are all sacrificed and refined.

It is only at this time that the power of the magic weapon can be exerted, and it is only at this time that the magic weapon completely belongs to the monk.

If you continue to practice until the monk himself, the exercises, the true yuan, the magic weapon, and the prohibition within the magic weapon, everything fits perfectly, and then you can exert the divine power of the magic weapon twelve!

This is the reason why the vast majority of monks have at most four or five magic weapons in their hands.

No matter how much there is, there is no energy to sacrifice and nourish.

After all, most monks know the trade-offs, and naturally they all understand a truth, every point of improvement in the power of the magic weapon is not just a quantitative accumulation, but a qualitative change!

This refining magic weapon is the most time-consuming and labor-intensive, without any technical content, purely relying on time to grind, fighting a protracted war of attrition, Qin Yang is naturally unwilling to waste time like this.

So every time it's a skill, rather than reaching out and looting it yourself.

Every time you touch a treasure with a skill, it comes with the effect of "picking up and binding", and every time you use "pickup" to get the magic weapon in your hand, it will completely belong to you, that is to say, the magic weapon in your own hands, the first time you have completed refining, you can exert ten percent of the power.

Jia Yun's identity token, as long as it is refined by others, its internal prohibition will be shattered, even if Jia Yun dies, his "ID card" cannot be used by others.

Only Jia Yun himself can completely refine the token, and under the urging, he can display his name on the token.

Qin Yang does not take the usual path......

The token touched with the skill, the moment he got it, he completed the refining process in a way that Qin Yang himself couldn't understand, without erasing Jia Yun's mark or letting the token ban crumble, and the result was flawless.

With the token, he is Jia Yun!

No doubt.

Just like at this moment, this Jia Xibei, who didn't know what enmity he had with Jia Yun, had a black face like the bottom of the pot, and he could only pinch his nose and admit it, and the one in front of him was Jia Yun himself.

At most, I wondered why Jia Yun's temperament had changed so much and his mouth was a lot more poisonous......

Qin Yang had a righteous face, his eyes were indifferent, he was not worried about being exposed at all, and he didn't even think about disguising Jia Yun's character at all.

On the one hand, it is not clear and not understood, and on the other hand, it is not needed.

There is no doubt that there is a practice in the body and a token in the hand.

As for change?

Of course, it's because of the madman who has been dead for 5,000 years, but still sneaks out of the cemetery and kills a bunch of people for some reason.

The strangeness in the Magic Stone Ancestral Tomb is known to everyone, and "Jia Yun" just changed his temperament a little after encountering the strangeness.

The legend circulating outside, what devil had an epiphany overnight, put down the butcher's knife, and became bald on the ground, and what kind of gentleman, crazy demon overnight, wielded a knife from the palace, and became a pervert who was neither male nor female, killing relatives and friends.

"Jia Yun" has just changed his temperament a little, and it is not so extreme, what a big deal.

Jasibe and the silent monk were silent, but they felt a tightness in their chests......

And Hua Lian's gaze at Qin Yang was also less vigilant and a little more gentle, confirming that there was no problem with his identity, and he had witnessed the strangeness, and the living people who were surviving in the world were far more valuable to the sect than ordinary disciples.

"Since there is no problem with the identity, so be it, Jia Yun, you go back with me first, there is something that you need to report to the sect, although this place is settled now, but who knows if there will be any changes again, and you can't stay here and take risks." What Hua Lian said was undoubted, but his tone was obviously supportive, and he really didn't want Qin Yang to die here......

"No!" Qin Yang's neck was stiff, his eyes widened, and his face was full of determination: "I won't go! I care about my ancestor, I can't go! My ancestor surrounded my life, and pointed out to me, ordering me to wait here, I can't go, I want to wait for my ancestor to come back! My ancestor sacrificed his body for the sect, and did his best, I only hate that my strength is too weak, and I can't replace him with my body, so I will wait for my ancestor here!"

Of course, this is casual nonsense......

The face is full of determination, but it's not pretending, go back to an egg, if you are brought back like this, in case you are pulled in front of the big boss of a bunch of magic stone holy sects, your own disguise will be played with ten out of ten.

Although this time the Transfiguration Technique was verified, the Sanyuan Monk couldn't see through it, but nine times out of ten, it was the credit of the Zixiao Dao Sutra, and it was really in front of that kind of master and master, the Transfiguration Technique was absolutely unreliable, and those bigwigs would not think that Qin Yang was really Jia Yun because the identity token was fine......

Qin Yang refused simply and firmly, and the three people next to him were all stunned......

"Jia Yun, you are presumptuous, you dare to disobey the order of the little holy son!" Jia Xibei was stunned for a moment, and immediately shouted with a gloomy face.

"Jasibe, shut up!" Hua Lian turned his head and shouted, his voice full of violentness.

"Little Holy Son, this person ......"

"Get out!"

Jasibe's face turned pale as paper, and he was stunned for a long time, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Hua Lian turned his head, his gaze instantly softened, and there was an unprecedented smile on his face, and when he looked at Qin Yang, his eyes were full of kindness.

This is the heart of a child, what a good disciple, Rui Jinfeng is a lineage, there are really good blessings, with such a loyal disciple, why worry about the day when it does not develop, the talent is not good, and it can be supplemented with resources, but this heart, if it is not good, it will not be able to make up for anything.

And our Blood Mist Peak is full of Jia Xibei, although he has a little talent, but he is uncertain, he bullies the people who are afraid of the superior, and there is no one to replace him, the master is worried all day long, how can the Blood Mist Peak maintain the current glory, but it is not enough for a fool like Jia Xibei......

If Jia Yun can be sucked into the Blood Mist Peak, then ......

Thinking of this, Hua Lian's gaze became even kinder, and he stepped forward directly, grabbed Qin Yang's arm with one hand, and comforted him with gentle words: "I know that you care about Master Wu Yu, but this matter is too important, and it is useless for you to stay here, why don't you go back with me first, and after reporting to the elders of the sect, you can also let the seniors of the sect go to this fragment of the secret realm to rescue Master Wu Yu." ”

"No, no, I'm going to wait for my ancestor here!"

"In this way, I will ask Jia Xibei to wait here instead of you, wait for Master Wu Yu to come back, and tell him that you were summoned by the sect, and Master Wu Yu will definitely understand. Hua Lian grabbed Qin Yang's arm and looked Qin Yang up and down, a trace of eagerness slowly appeared in his eyes, and there was a tendency to be enthusiastic......

With such a strong physical foundation, the cultivation of Gengjin Naxi Jue is even more perfect, this Jia Yun not only has a pure heart, but must also be a strong-willed person, to have this foundation, it must be day and night, hard practice, I don't know if the person who recruited new disciples at the beginning was blind, such a good talent Puyu was actually assigned to Ruijin Peak!

We must bring it over and let it enter our Blood Mist Peak!

"Little Son ......"

"Just call me Senior Brother Hua, the little saint is just the love of the junior disciples, and Senior Brother Jia doesn't need to see me like this. ”

“......”

Qin Yang was speechless, a trace of horror faintly appeared in his eyes, and goosebumps fell layer after layer on his body......

This guy won't be ......

Master Rabbit, right?