Chapter 89 Self-improvement cannot be humiliated

Yang Qing was calm and composed, looking at the sky, his eyes were everywhere, the darkness was rolling, threatening the sky, and it was difficult to see the end at a glance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Tiancong Dynasty, the former Imperial Capital Regional Inspector, Yang Qing. Elder Keqing on the periphery of the Holy Land of the Corpse Chase Alive. ”

Chen Ping nodded:

"Who told you to follow you?Where is your corpse-chasing holy place?Where is the other corner of the Deadwood Demon Cup?"

Yang Qing glanced at Chen Ping very calmly this time, and then looked at the sky quietly.

This time, Chen Ping was happy, he had seen tough guys, and people with backbone could be more respected.

"Are you trying to tell the deity that the deity doesn't want to know anything from your mouth except your own situation, do you mean that?"

Similarly, Yang Qing also smiled, and he smiled for the first time since they met:

"Seniors are people who understand. ”

"Uncle Ming!"

Chen Ping's mouth burst into an instant shout, and the entire space was suddenly turbulent, and the endless darkness was like the vast sea of clouds, sweeping the heavens and the earth. The vast coercion runs from the nine heavens, and the coercion is overwhelming, filling the entire space,

Chen Ping gasped slightly, calming the emotions in his chest. Chen Ping shook his head, stretched out his index finger and shook it at Yang Qing, and said:

"There are countless ways for a Buddha-figure to speak. The easy way: drain your soul and ask your origins. Or sacrifice your body, and let your body instinctively remember to tell me. ”

"Of course, these are not the means of the deity, the deity wants you to speak, just move your fingers. ”

With that, Chen Ping flicked his index finger, and a black light suddenly burst towards Yang Qing.

Yang Qing, who was standing still at the moment, looked at the black mang, which was not fast, gradually approaching. No matter how hard Yang Qing tried, it was always difficult to move a step, as if he was in an extremely small space, and his body was shackled and difficult to move.

As the black light kept approaching, Yang Qing seemed to see that the infinite life was disappearing, everything was silent in the darkness, and there was only silence and tranquility in the darkness.

In the face of that ray of darkness, I was so small, so insignificant. The black mang came to Yang Qing without any accident, and entered the body with the black mang. In Yang Qing's eyes, a trace of black light gradually appeared in his pupils.

"Tiancong Dynasty, the former Imperial Capital Regional Inspector, Yang Qing. Outside the holy land of the corpse is the guest elder. Today, on the order of Wang Chao, one of the eighteen holy sons of the Holy Land of Corpse Expulsion, he came to find out the whereabouts and strength of the group. I don't know the location of the Holy Land of the Corpse Expulsion......"

Yang Qing opened his mouth for a series of beans, crackling and constantly talking about the secrets in his heart. However, Yang Qing had a hint of fear in his heart, and the determination in his eyes instantly became stronger, since he couldn't control his mouth, let him shut up forever.

In an instant, Yang Qing raised his right hand, and stabbed the sword finger in his right hand into the throat, but the change was abrupt, Yang Qing's eyes flashed with black light, and his left hand instantly grabbed his right hand, intercepting it in the air, preventing Yang Qing from committing suicide.

Yang Qing's eyes were horrified, and with a flick of his right hand, the sword finger stabbed his heart again. The left hand, which had been thrown away, was cut across again.

The little yellow squirrel squinted his eyes, looking at the step-by-step, but extremely interesting scene, Yang Qing fought left and right, but it was always difficult to end himself.

When the left hand and the right hand were fighting each other, Yang Qing couldn't control his mouth:

"My sister was plotted by Chu Lian and needed the secret method of the corpse excavator holy land to continue her life, so I did something for the corpse expulsion holy land. ”

Chen Ping really wanted Yang Qing to tell some of the little secrets in his life, after all, heroes also have soft intestines. However, Chen Ping can't do this, so some people are resolute and unbreakable, and once they are humiliated, they will either wash away or decadent for the rest of their lives. Therefore, don't humiliate such a resolute person, because that is a blasphemy against such heroes, and it is also a kind of disrespect for yourself, and the strong should introspect.

"I see. ”

Chen Ping slowly pointed and stopped Yang Qing's words, and Yang Qing's left-right fighting scene also stopped. Then Yang Qing sat on the ground decadently, his eyes were full of unbearable and extremely remorseful.

Yang Qing raised his head instantly, his gaze was compelling, and he was full of murderous intent. Facing Chen Ping, he slowly said word for word:

"If my sister dies because of this, I will die with you. ”

Chen Ping shook his head and said to Yang Qing:

"You think too highly of yourself, you're too weak now. What the deity did before was just to let you know that some things are not what you think, and they must be right. ”

"As for what you said, there is not a single thing that the deity is interested in. ”

As Chen Ping's words fell, Yang Qing's face changed and changed, the difference in strength was like the difference between heaven and earth, and everything was false. In the end, Yang Qing sighed and sat down in place.

For Yang Qing's decadence, Chen Ping's heart suddenly swelled with a burst of unbearability.

It's easy to kill a body! Even in the past, Chen Ping killed countless strong people.

Even in the past, there were not a few strong people who died in their hands.

However, extinguishing one's faith, one's will. Sometimes, it's worse than killing him.

The little yellow rat slowly bit Chen Ping's sleeve and pulled it. The rat raised his head and looked at the decadent figure in front of him, there was a hint of supplication in the rat's eyes, and his eyes flickered.

Chen Ping didn't look at the little yellow mouse's gaze, and the flickering pleading prayer in the crystal mouse's eyes made him dare not look directly.

Chen Ping's figure slowly disappeared, turning into wisps of black light and dissipating. At the same time, wisps of dark light gradually appeared in front of Yang Qing, condensing from all directions, the black light converged, and the endless moral texture gradually emerged, gradually converging into a figure.

Yang Qing looked at Chen Ping in front of him, killing intent surged in his heart, and his hands were clenched for a long time, never letting go.

Looking down at the surging gaze, Chen Ping slowly spoke:

"Chase out the corpse holy land, save your sister, and continue your sister's life?"

"So you're willing to be a lackey, and you're willing to sell your soul?"

Suddenly, Yang Qing slowly lowered his head, his clenched fists were slowly released, and he was silent without saying a word.

"All human beings deserve dignity. There is no shame in letting go of your dignity and abandoning your conscience for the sake of your loved ones. On the contrary, it is the responsibility of men. ”

"But in the same way, being willing to be a lackey, no reason, no excuse, can hide the shame. ”

"If you give up your dignity and conscience, you can still not change your original intention and not sink in sin. In order to save his sister and renew his life, he can always stick to his bottom line. This book respects you a point. Where to go, I will look at it myself in the future, and take this thing to your sister to renew her life. ”

With a wave of Chen Ping's sleeves, a black pill like a mud pill instantly appeared in Yang Qing's hand.

Yang Qing sat quietly on the floor, looking at Chen Ping's distant back, and the darkness gradually receded.

When Yang Qing raised his eyes, he had already walked into another street at this moment, a few streets away from Chen Ping's inn. The scene was like a dream, but when I saw the 'mud pill' in my hand, I couldn't help but understand.

Yang Qing left, but Chen Ping sat at the dinner table, beating a drum in his heart. I used all the materials collected by Tegel, and I don't know how to explain it to him later, although Tegel didn't say anything, but he didn't ask for it, and he couldn't put it on the shelf.

Chen Ping, who was sitting at the dining table, couldn't help but say to Tegel and Chen Chai on the side:

"The people who came to look for your trouble this time are probably not in a light position in the Holy Land of Chasing Corpses. And he was so murderous that his subordinates felt scruples, worried that he would slaughter the two little girls and the little yellow rats. ”

When everyone said that they would pay attention, be careful, and be cautious, Chen Fang nodded.

Then everyone assigned a room, one for Chen Chai and one for Tegelsai. In the middle of the room of a dragon and a person is the room of the two little girls and the little yellow squirrel.

As for Chen Ping's residence - the roof.

There are only three inns left!!

Chen Ping kept wandering around the city, and when he came to the surroundings of the black pagoda in the city, Chen Ping's heart instantly jumped.

Xuanhuang Linglong Tower?

In an instant, Chen Ping's heart was a little messy!!

Will the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, which is the first spiritual treasure of the day after tomorrow, turn into pure black?

For Mao?

Why does the magnanimous and magnificent, like the will of heaven and earth, and the profound righteousness of the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, become ghostly?

In an instant, Chen Ping's heart was barely stable, and soon he found a resident of the city.

This old man's cultivation is not weak, but in front of Chen Ping, it is still far from enough. Black light instantly rushed into the body. The old man, who was originally sitting under the tree to enjoy the coolness, opened his eyes, and there was a black light in his eyes. The old man stood up slowly, his movements and demeanor were the same as usual, and then the old man quickly walked towards the side of the hidden place.

Soon the old man came to the old hidden corner, but as if sleepwalking, he began to tell stories about everything related to this city called 'Deadwood Maze' like pouring beans.

When all the narration was over, the old man slowly left under the tree, walked under the tree in the same way, and continued to rest in the cool air.

Then, the old man opened his eyes instantly, and his whole body was full of true qi and turbulence, and he looked around, but he didn't know anything. He actually 'fell asleep' just now.

When a person of his level of cultivation arrives, he actually falls asleep, or should I say that he actually loses consciousness?

However, when the old man's eyes searched and his divine sense perceived, he was never able to find the slightest malice or suspicion. However, because of this, the old man was even more suspicious.

Is there something wrong with the practice?

The more I think about it, the more I doubt.

For the old man who was silently put down by Chen Ping, Chen Ping didn't care at all. Chen Ping, who was sitting quietly on the tree at this moment, instantly fell into thoughts in his heart.

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It is rumored that the founding patriarch of the Holy Land of Corpse Driving once broke into this pagoda and obtained the supreme secret record, and then had the capital to disrupt the Heavenly Spirit Continent.

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Rumor has it that the tower is inhabited by gods, mercy and evil go hand in hand?

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It is rumored that there was once a famous family in the holy place, and he sent an attack on the dead wood forest, but he couldn't help but be curious, and wanted to conquer this pagoda first, but all of them were buried in the pagoda.

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Obviously, this black Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda is full of mystery, and no one knows what it stands here. No one knows where it came from.

However, Chen Ping saw its origin at a glance, the acquired spirit treasure, with the blessing of humanity and luck, it was comparable to the innate spirit treasure.

But why has public morality been lost? Why has it become lifeless, and there is a murderous spirit in the dead air?

Chen Ping looked at the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, the black one was so mad, and the black one was so secluded.

The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, but it is always difficult to illuminate the tower. The Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda is like a peak, pointing straight to the sky. Chen Ping condensed his eyes on the dark general trend and kept observing the pagoda.

The tower has a total of ninety-nine floors, standing proudly on the earth, and wants to try to be higher in the sky.

"A sea of blood, hell?"

Chen Ping took a deep breath, he actually saw a trace of the trajectory of the Celestial Era.