When Zhou Huang arrived, the master of the Nanjiang region questioned, which made Qin Feng feel very troubled.

He won't hand over the Nine Sparrows, the two Sparrows represent the two corresponding extreme attributes, and he wants to benefit from them.

He put away the holy mushrooms and threw a handful of black soil for the three big-eared monks. He had only taken out half of it, and he still had a small jar hidden on his body.

"Senior, I want to tell me what kind of soil this is. ”

The big-eared monk shook his head: "The three of us can't see through it." ”

"I can't see through it. ”

"I can't see through it. ”

The man with the sun god wheel on his head also exchanged a small handful of earth, and he explained: "After I became a saint, I was fortunate enough to enter Mt. Hajuku, one of the forbidden places on earth, and found a building in the forbidden place and tried to climb it. ”

"Legend has it that Jianmu runs through the Three Realms and Six Paths, communicating the heavens, the earth, and the Yellow Spring, and I saw this soil in the process of climbing, and I also caught a glimpse of a battlefield and many corpses. ”

He continued: "That place of corpses should be the scene of the collapse of the Shingon Temple, where there are corpses such as the Dao Fetus, the Creation Blue Lotus Body, and the Pure Divine Body, and the Shingon Hall has these physiques. ”

Qin Feng shook, he was not the only one who saw those scenes, but the other party had also seen them!

He temporarily forgot about the troublemakers behind him, and said solemnly: "Senior, it turns out that it was the battlefield left behind by the Shingon Temple, and that scene recorded the scene after the fall of the Shingon Temple!"

Qin Feng pondered the scene he saw in the Land of the Source Yin, and couldn't help but wonder: "I clearly saw two places of ambush. ”

"In the land of the source, some legendary supreme physique bleed, fell in a pool of blood, and the spirit did not disperse for a long time, and the blood gathered into a river, flowing to the farthest plaque, converging to the stone fetus. ”

Qin Feng speculated: "From this point of view, it is very likely that the stone fetus depicted is the owner of the Shingon Palace." ”

Qin Feng inquired and learned from the other party that the hall master of the Truth Hall was named Dao Jiu.

"That mud fetus is Dao Jiu, and in the Dao system, he is also the one who is the four saints!"

Qin Feng's body trembled, and his soul and spirit resonated: "Is Dao Jiu still alive now?" He is an immortal, although the Truth Hall has been destroyed, but he has cultivated to the sky, found a special clay, and asked people to fabricate a clay statue for himself and put it in that place of ambush. ”

"If he were still alive, there would be a chance of resurrection. ”

Qin Feng continued to think: "There is another battlefield that appeared when I opened up the path of the Quenching Realm!"

"It was a cold void, and there were corpses floating, and those bodies were so huge that they could be the size of a piece of land, and they could float and destroy the stars. ”

"Compared to the corpse of the Shingon Temple, that battlefield looks even more terrifying!"

Qin Feng couldn't imagine what the second corpse place meant, and he couldn't guess what kind of cultivation such a huge corpse was.

The Shingon Hall is the inheritance of the Ninth Age, it was a giant that once stood in the nine heavens, and finally collapsed, with corpses all over the field, and the sacred physims of various eras gathered in the hall, followed by a tragic death when the Taoist system was destroyed.

"Could that battlefield be left by the Heavenly Court of the Fifth Age, or the Immortal Court of the First Age?"

A shout came from behind him: "Li Changxu, ignore me and others."

Are you pretending to be crazy and stupid?"

The power of the Nanjiang Domain wanted to coerce Qin Feng to hand over the Nine Shadow Sparrows, but he noticed that the saints projected out of him could only temporarily suppress the anger in his heart.

"I've seen all the saints. ”

Several forces knelt on the ground one after another, and said sincerely: "Hello saints. ”

The middle-aged people who came here were all powerful in the Ruin Realm, and the young people were all dragons among people, all of them were Tianjiao, but none of them felt that they were all half-kneeling, not daring to raise their heads.

More than a dozen saints were projected on the grave, although it was a faint image, not the main body, but everyone still held their breath and did not dare to be careless.

In this cemetery, all the people buried are true saints.

The True Saint is already the strongest of the Ten Lands, and has reached the limit of the human world, not comparable to the Sub-Saint.

The world can find the sub-saint, in the forbidden land of the world, from time to time there are sub-saints appearing, and there are sub-saints in the Xiban Imperial City.

But the true saint is like a dragon, and it can't be seen.

Qin Feng walked towards the corpse jars and easily arrived at the jars.

He picked out five of the best jars.

"Saints, your slumber is measured in thousands of years, and this jar has been lent to me for decades, and then I will return it. ”

He didn't want to be rude, and he didn't want to rely on his own ominousness to persecute a few saints.

He also wanted to be friendly with the True Sage.

The white-eyed old man snorted lightly, his two white eyes instantly turned into pure black, the white hair on his head turned black, and the white beard immediately changed to black beard, and the robe on his body changed from pure white to pure black.

"Boy, there are ancient saint stumps in these corpse jars, older than us, and they have already given birth to all kinds of ominous things, you have to think clearly. ”

"You're likely to die on these cans. ”

In the distance, a group of powerful people stared, feeling very surprised, they couldn't imagine how a young man in the Plated Body Realm could talk to the True Saint Projection on an equal footing, with no fear on his face.

They watched silently and did not make a sound, Zhou Huang was very angry in his heart and couldn't speak.

"Publicity in front of the saint, Li Changxu, you will die a miserable death!" he thought that Qin Feng was pretending, close to the saint, and wanted to be the focus of everyone.

The Protector exchanged opinions with several forces, and unanimously felt that Qin Feng was ignorant and would eventually die from the might of the saint.

Zhou Huang looked at the three big-eared monks, and groaned: "The images of these three people are so familiar, as if they have seen them somewhere." ”

The people in the Nanjiang Domain were always staring at the middle-aged man with the Sun God Wheel on his head, and they couldn't take their eyes off it, while the power of the Northern Liang Domain continued to stare at the black-pupiled old man thoughtfully.

Qin Feng held five clay pots, took out some black soil from his body, and took some Huafa grass and picked a ginseng fruit.

"True Saint Senior, I took advantage of these things in exchange for the corpse jar. ”

Qin Feng glanced at his body, he still had more precious things such as the Ninth World Three Elixirs, Thousand Machine Locks, etc., but these things were too valuable, and he was not ready to take them out.

He made up: "Don't hide it from you true saints, I cultivate the law of time, and I have mastered the art of heavy ming, I am the son-in-law of the Shangguan clan, and I can sell you saints a favor." ”

He took out the yuan stone, used the stone as the paper, and the finger as the pen, and set up five notes: "The coming day is okay."

Come to Shangguan Forbidden Land to find me, and with this note, ask me for Xianyuan, one person and one party. ”

The light wheel on the back of Yang Sheng's head rotated, and he exposed Qin Feng's lie: "The Shangguan clan will make an ominous person with heavy pupils a son-in-law?"

"The forbidden land pays great attention to the door, and the people who come out of the forbidden land only intermarry with the people in the forbidden land, and some of them are gods, saints, and even marry the descendants of immortals. ”

Qin Feng saw that the flickering was not working, and he didn't pay attention for a while.

"These old guys are true saints, they can't get close to the corpse jars, they really want to get these jars, but it's hard to put them into practice!"

Qin Feng took back the black soil, took back the holy medicines such as the Fa Herb and the Ginseng Fruit, and said to himself: "The saints have not obtained these corpse jars, so it proves that these jars are ownerless for the time being. ”

"Taking these jars now is not a forcible robbery, but a justifiable robbery, and the saints can't say anything!"

After understanding this, Qin Feng put away the five corpse jars, and bent down to pick up all the remaining broken jars, and wanted to take them all away.

The Black Pupil Saint said: "We are the true saints, we can't get close to these jars, although we claim to be inside, but after all, we are not the real owner of the corpse jar, you take the jar, it is justified, we can't stop it." ”

"As saints, we have a very broad mind, and if the body jar is gone, we can find it again, and if you take it, you will take it. ”

The black-eyed sage advised: "A reminder, pour out all the stumps and black water in the jar before you can take it away." Otherwise, if it leaks a little, it will kill you. ”

The three big-eared monks agreed, the middle-aged Sun God Wheel agreed, and the woman nodded, her chest swaying up and down.

Qin Feng was very surprised, he didn't expect that all the saints were reasonable.

"The predecessors are worthy of being saints, and such a mind is not comparable to others. ”

Qin Feng took out the five jars in his body, and secretly glanced at the twelve jars, which were indeed filled with a thick layer of black water, and there were stumps floating and sinking in the black water, and as he lifted it, it kept clanging.

"These things can devour the holy beast eagle, it can be seen that it is terrifying, if you spill a little, it is really possible to kill me, it is better to dump it clean. ”

He took out one of the most broken jars, poured out the black water, and shook out a piece of thigh meat.

The thigh meat was poured out and burrowed into the soil with black water, and it was gone.

"Where did the severed limb go?" Qin Feng was a little pity, after all, it was a saint limb, and it seemed to be still active, which was very useful.

The black-eyed saint said: "When you turn the mouth of the jar down, they will lose their vitality, and they can no longer be called saint corpses." ”

"When he touched the soil, he disappeared with the black water. ”

Qin Feng picked up another jar and poured out half a foot, seeing that the situation was the same, he was grateful: "If that's the case, thank you seniors." ”

When he picked up an intact jar and was about to pour out the head of the jar, the one-legged old sage stepped forward and reminded, "Little one, you have really poured it clean, and these jars have nothing to do with you." ”

"Without the limbs of the saint, the corpse jar will no longer have coercion, and it will not be able to absorb the essence of the saint, and it will be easy for a few old saints to take the jar. ”

Qin

The wind was frightened, and he quickly stopped the dumping action, alerting several True Saints around.

In the distance, Zhou Huang fell to his knees: "The Three Saints with Big Ears, you are the Three Saints with Big Ears!"

"I am from the Zhou family and have a good relationship with the Immeasurable Buddha!"

The three big-eared monks looked at Zhou Huang: "It turned out to be an immeasurable believer. ”

On the other side, the great power of the Nanjiang region asked: "Yang Sheng, we are from Nanbo Mansion in the Nanjiang region of the Yanyang Continent, dare to ask if your surname is Nan?"

The Sun God Wheel man turned his head and said with a smile: "It turned out to be my descendants." ”

The people of the Northern Liang Region pointed to the black pupil sage and were shocked: "The pupil sage, we are from the North Liang region of the Yanyang Continent, back then, a saint passed through the Beiliang royal family and played with the three thousand concubines in the palace for a night, and after one night, three thousand babies were born......

"At this point, there is my Beiliang royal family!"

"Do you know about this?"

The black-eyed saint suddenly said: "It turned out to be your ......"

(End of chapter)