Chapter Ninety-Three: The Yin Soldier Asks for His Life
There is still half a moon away from spring, although Tianshou Rock is far away in Yicheng, thousands of miles away, but there is a flying boat to travel for more than ten days to arrive. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoBefore leaving, Qin Xiaotian made some preparations.
The newly cultivated lark fruit in the back garden was still taken care of by Xiong San and Black Cat Susu, and as for the fairy fruit known as the cash cow, Qin Xiaotian uprooted it and put it into the strange coffin he carried with him.
Wanqing learned that Qin Xiaotian was going to Tianshouyan to listen to the scriptures soon, and that night she pulled Qin Xiaotian to her room to make up for her indifference these days, and when Qin Xiaotian got up the next day, he only felt that his legs were weak, and he couldn't do it for several days.
Bai Ling'er saw it in her eyes, was anxious in her heart, and recognized Wanqing's shameless death and favoritism, and tried it when she had the opportunity.
That night, Qin Xiaotian called everyone over for a parting meeting.
"After I go, Dugu Leng and the four elders will be in charge of this place, and everything will be decided by the four of them. The Heart Sutra and the Secret Mantra copied to you, a few of you supporters, should study it carefully, the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism are the right way, and the other ones are all evil and crooked. Why don't you choose one of them, and when I return, I hope to see you differently. Qin Xiaotian said to the nine old monsters.
"When will the head of the family return?" Taiqing hugged his palms and bent over, since he beat Qin Xiaotian and embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, he became more and more respectful and admired.
"Maybe a month, maybe a year, the time is uncertain. "At the thought of leaving this place, Qin Xiaotian was really a little reluctant. The wilderness is the place where he was born and raised, and there is always a trace of sadness when he suddenly wants to leave, which is also human nature.
"The head of the sect can go with confidence, everything has old decay and others! The Great Yan Immortal Sect can have such a spirit now all depends on the lofty ambition of the head of the sect, and I believe that the Great Yan Immortal Gate will definitely stand in the precedent of the immortal cultivation world in the near future. Fang Qiuzi's face was resolute, although his words were flattering, it was not difficult to see the recognition of Qin Xiaotian, the young master.
"The Northern Hell Divine Skill is a strange theology stripped out of the Northern Hell Formation, and people with poor moral character cannot teach it. Qin Xiaotian specially instructed that he didn't want anyone to rebel again.
"Do what the boss does!" everyone retreated.
The evening breeze blows, and everything is lonely.
Standing on top of the turtle rock, a bird's-eye view of the end of the smoke cloud is blank. The sunset has come to the background, and there are cranes soaring in the depths of the clouds.
This is a bird that Miao Peak specially spent a lot of money to invite people to catch in this wild Daze for the title of the sect, and this biased place is used for stocking.
Mengxi stood behind Qin Xiaotian, looking at the fan-like young man in front of him, and his heart was full of feelings.
"Qin Lang remembered Miss Shangguan?" Mengxi is not an outsider, there are some things that Qin Xiaotian can't hide from her.
"Well, I don't know what happened to her. Too many things have happened in the past six months, and if I hadn't met her, maybe I would still be cultivating in the Demigod Mountain. I won't meet you, let alone establish the Great Yan Immortal Gate. ”
"Miss Shangguan said that she was fine, so naturally she wouldn't lie to Qin Lang! Maybe we could meet her when we went to Tianshouyan to listen to the scriptures this time!" Mengxi comforted.
"She must have sacrificed herself to do something I didn't know about, and it must have involved some people. Qin Xiaotian turned around, and recalled the previous words in his mind, Li Wangdui, the Lonely Mountain Cloud Tomb.
The Lonely Mountain has now been pulled out of the surface by the Holy Left Heaven, and the weapons hidden in it have also been taken out. The cloud tomb has never been found, and Li Wangdui?
Could it be that Yuerou is hinting that she has found these three things?
went to Gushan to get a monkey king Shengzuotian, what will be in the cloud tomb and Li Wangdui?
"Xi'er, let Xiao Sheng and Ling'er accompany you tomorrow, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to be done. Thinking that there might be something hidden in the Cloud Tomb and Li Wangdui that would change his fate, Qin Xiaotian couldn't help but shudder, as if he was being pulled by a force.
"Xi'er is waiting for Qin Lang in Tianshouyan, Qin Lang has to come over early!" Mengxi knew that his Qin Lang was a person who did big things, and there was a kind of love called letting go, which Mengxi did very well.
After confessing to Shengzuotian, he left overnight.
Flying clouds cross.
A few hours later, Qin Xiaotian appeared beside the Moon River on the side of the lonely mountain.
Bleak and lonely, coupled with the cold wind, dead branches and leaves can be seen everywhere on the ground, and the rocks and rocks on the river beach are messy and barren, giving people a quiet and bleak feeling.
A gust of ghost wind blew, Qin Xiaotianmi looked over, and saw a group of hundreds of Yin soldiers walking past the foot of the lonely mountain, and the gust of yin wind made people shudder.
I don't know if Qin Xiaotian was born curious about mysterious things, or if he was summoned by some mysterious power, since he quietly followed.
Yin soldiers come from the underworld, and generally do not appear in the yang world. It only occurs at certain times, such as the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, which is called Halloween. But now it's not a Halloween, how did this Yin soldier appear?
With doubts, my feet are much faster.
This was not the first time Qin Xiaotian had encountered a ghost, so he was not afraid. On the contrary, it was the headless zombie he encountered when he came to Lonely Mountain last time, which made his heart rough for a long time.
The living are not terrible, but what is terrible is to treat the dead as the living.
There are too many strange things in this world, and Qin Xiaotian doesn't have that much effort to study the immortality and stiffness that came out of the divine refining one by one, and what kind of mysterious heart spell is used to control it, and let him dispatch it at will.
If it is artificial, Qin Xiaotian can understand it.
But the team of Yin soldiers encountered right now doesn't want to look like someone is manipulating it.
Is it really from the underworld?
A woman unknowingly followed behind Qin Xiaotian, but because the distance was too far, Qin Xiaotian didn't notice it.
In Qin Xiaotian's opinion, although his cultivation was not very good, it was also an example of an immortal cultivator, as far as he knew, the entire Barbarian Daze had never seen an immortal cultivator like him.
He naturally knew that it was not nothing, but because the wild Daze was too big, and even if there were, it would be difficult to encounter, not to mention that as long as he embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, people's hearts would change.
If it weren't for Qin Xiaotian's thought that there was still something to be done, he might really have retreated for ten years, comprehended the mysteries of life, and even conducted in-depth research on all the subtle methods of the universe.
After walking thirty miles, the Yin soldiers stopped. After Qin Xiaotian counted carefully, he came up with the result that there were two hundred and one people in this team.
Except for the leader who wore armor, the rest of the 200 men were wearing tattered straw clothes.
These Yin soldiers were expressionless, each face was dry, and the wrinkled skin seemed to be pasted, so that people didn't want to look at it a second time after the first glance.
Qin Xiaotian frowned and was puzzled, these Yin soldiers didn't know where they came from, how could they walk to an ancient well and not move.
The leader may be a general, and his face is even more deadly serious.
"If you dig into the ground, you can't find the waist card, you all have to get off the oil pot. General Yin coldly pointed to a blue-glowing ancient well in front of him, and then broke his left arm and smashed it into this ancient well.
The rest of the people also followed the example of the leading general, and broke their left arm and smashed it hard at the ancient well.
Qin Xiaotian didn't know what to say when he saw such a scene, would these Yin soldiers have a problem with their heads, put the weapons in their hands and don't use them, they have to cut off their arms.
After smashing for a while, the ancient well was finally smashed open cracks, and a formation-like rune appeared.
"Get out of the way. The leading general leaned over his shriveled head and roared at the two hundred ghost soldiers behind him, and the ghost soldiers retreated ten steps away.
Qin Xiaotian had never seen what kind of scene the Yin soldiers were shooting, and this time he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, amazing.
is different from the fight between the warriors, and it is not as good as the strong fighting with the sword. I saw this Yin soldier general, spit out a cloud of black gas from his mouth, and turned into ten thousand little ghosts, the little ghosts had hideous faces, only skeletons, skulls and no body, and they all crashed towards the ancient well when they were summoned.
There seemed to be something inside this ancient well, emitting a faint green light.
After being slammed by the brute force of the imp, it began to make a slight shaking sound and gurgling.
Those who don't know think it's a frog thinking about spring.
Boom, the ancient well finally couldn't withstand the rush of the Yin Soldier General and tens of thousands of skeleton imps, the cracked lines of the well body became deeper and deeper, and the formation laid down was also broken, and the edge of the cracked wellhead was obvious like a turtle's shell.
Suddenly, a blue light appeared from the well, devouring the imp who struck.
The Yin Soldier General's face changed, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, and then with a big hand, the two hundred ghost soldiers behind him rushed up with the weapons in their hands at the same time.
Ding dong.
The sound of dripping water from the ancient well, although it was small, it clearly reached Qin Xiaotian's ears.
What the hell is it down there that can make the Yin Soldier so troublesome.
"After the yin, the judge has an order, as long as you hand over the waist card, I will not embarrass you, otherwise, the eighteen layers of hell will not be able to tolerate you. ”
Whoosh, a female corpse burst out of the ancient well. I don't know how many years she has been dead, and the clothes on her body have rotted, but her body is still very well preserved, and the delicate pores can be seen in the bright light of her shiny skin.
Her long black hair covered half of her face, but she was breathtakingly beautiful. The outside of his body was covered with a thin layer of ice, and Qin Xiaotian was cold just by looking at it.
The female corpse did not speak, and her rotting white clothes made a rustling sound in the cold wind. When Qin Xiaotian saw her appearance clearly, he almost screamed, why did this female corpse look exactly the same as Shangguan Yuerou.
The woman who was hiding behind Qin Xiaotian was also as if she had been frightened, and her body trembled slightly. I don't know if she was frightened, or if she was shocked by the appearance of the female corpse.
Boom, the Yin Soldier General hit the female corpse with another big lore.
The female corpse swung a few times in the void after being hit by a powerful force, but still did not make the slightest movement. Her eyes were still tightly closed, as if she were sleeping.
The thin ice-like clothes on her body were piercing cold after being collided by a powerful force, and Qin Xiaotian's face and brows were covered with a thin layer of frost from the cold air emitted by the female corpse.
While the death was silent, the body of the female corpse began to change.
Isn't she dead yet?
Two hundred Yin soldiers surrounded the female corpse in the ancient well, the blade in his hand emitted a cold white glow, and under the roar of the leading general, two hundred spears stabbed at the female corpse suspended at the mouth of the well.
"Stop. Qin Xiaotian's figure flashed, and dozens of spiritual rays shot out one after another, shaking these two hundred Yin soldiers away.
"Bold! What crime should I be guilty of daring to obstruct the errand of the underworld?" The leading general shouted, stretched out his hand and kicked a spear on the ground towards Qin Xiaotian, who suddenly appeared.