Chapter 13 The Dead Mountain God [Ask for Collection, Recommendation, Monthly Pass]

Time waits for no one, this time Qin Zheng's primary purpose is to find the ability to hide his breath, calculate the time The human world has been almost five days since he was imprisoned, although some of the knife-wielding people were restrained by the Confucians, someone should come after all.

If he couldn't find it this time, he would rather immediately use the escape talisman given by Huang Ziyang to escape from the B-word prison as a fugitive, rather than let those knife-wielding people find out that the cultivation speed of this former cultist is fast.

If you become a cultist, you can turn back into a normal person, and you can still practice from an ordinary person to a dual-system nine-grade in five days? Is this reasonable? If it is not dissolved on the spot, it is purely knife-wielding, and people have bad heads.

Qin Zheng was like a lonely traveler at the moment, fighting in a barren land full of corpses, and he tried to absorb a kind of corpse that he had never seen before.

[The collection of the juvenile bloodline is completed, and the ability to extract it: primitive breathing method (partial), and a hundred poisons are not invasive. 】

“......”

"Is this on the black side of me? This hundred poisonous invincibility has been upgraded sixteen times. Qin Zheng was speechless, but then again, it was normal for alien beasts to live in groups, and it was only frightening for hundreds of different types of alien beasts to suddenly appear in one place.

As he continued to move forward, Qin Zheng came to the foot of a bare mountain, which was about five hundred zhang high, lifeless, and all the mountains were full of white bones, and the aura was full of slaughter, telling of sadness.

At a general glance, Qin Zheng found that the corpses here were much more damaged than the rest of the barren land, and basically could not put together a complete skeleton, all of them were scattered, and there was no accident that there had been a great war before his death.

Qin was climbing the mountain, walking along the wreckage, looking for various clues in the fierce ancient battlefield, trying to find out the identity of the mysterious hunter, the monster was like a haze lingering at the moment, making him nervous every minute and every second, and he didn't dare to relax.

The peaks are full of deep pits, crumbling rock walls, and even bottomless fissures in the ground.

"How fierce was the fighting here? Is it caused by the beasts' rebellion against the mysterious hunter? ”

Climbing to the top of the mountain, Qin Zheng used his supernatural eyes to look at the six roads and found a cave that had already collapsed most of it, which aroused his curiosity and walked over quickly.

The presence of caves proves that there were intelligent beings here in the past, and there may have been information about mysterious hunters.

The cave is quite large, with a height of more than ten meters alone, but unfortunately it has already collapsed now, Qin Zheng picked up a few sturdy alien beast leg bones from the side and began to dig.

At the beginning, it was extremely narrow, and it was only through people, and it was excavated dozens of times, and it suddenly became clear.

Everything is going well, only the cave entrance has collapsed seriously, and the inside is still well preserved.

"Could it be that someone deliberately sealed the entrance to the cave?" Qin Zheng was suspicious, so he mobilized the flame to light the torch and walked towards the depths of the cave.

Once inside, there are countless treasures everywhere, and all kinds of gems and bronzes are piled up in piles and piles as if they don't need money.

"This is too extravagant and wasteful, just take one or two pieces and get rich, you don't need to go back to your hometown Blue Star, even in the Great Xia Dynasty, they are among the best treasures."

Qin Zheng sighed, but these were of no use to him at this time, and living was his greatest wish.

At this time, a question arose in his mind.

"Who the hell can collect so many treasures in the Mountain and Sea Realm?"

Soon his question was answered, and he saw a large human skull.

"Giants? The legendary Kuafu clan in the mountain and sea realm does have such a body shape, but this skull looks a little weird, and the eye sockets are diamond-shaped. Qin Zheng analyzed, he didn't jump to conclusions, and continued to explore deeply.

As it deepened, the aura was no longer so cold, and a warm current surged into my heart.

Gradually, the walls on both sides began to have colors, which were murals carved by the ancients, although they were seriously damaged, but they still solved the mystery for Qin Zheng.

The mural depicts a group of ancient people dressed in animal skins kneeling down and praying for blessings, hoping that the mountain god will bless and protect him, and the god is a human head and a snake body.

Qin Zheng frowned slightly, the owner of the skull seemed to have solved the case.

"Is the mountain god dead too? So how powerful are the Hunters? Qin Zheng knew more about the truth, and the more he felt fear and jealousy of this place.

It used to be just some ordinary beasts, at least in the realm of mortal dust, and the strength is estimated to be only around the ninth to seventh grade, so that it will not make people feel hopeless.

But now that even the mountain god with divine nature has died, who is the sacredness of the hunter?

Before I knew it, cold sweat soaked my back.

Qin Zheng returned to the location where he met the skull of the mountain god, and sure enough, he gradually pieced together a snake body trunk nearby, and the patchwork was completed.

He ran the golden scroll and tried to absorb it, but the bones of the mountain god were as unsuccessful as when he absorbed the corpse of the head descender. I saw a faint glow on the bones of the mountain god.

[The collection of the divinity of the gods of the northern mountains is completed, and a wisp of divinity is awarded. 】

"Divinity?"

Needless to say, what this meant, but after absorbing it, Qin Zheng didn't feel any difference from before, and the power of qi and blood and the spiritual spring were not enhanced.

The only thing that was different was that he could feel a malice in the dark.

The malice was so pure and profound.

Needless to say, he knew who it was.

Mystery Hunter!

After that, Qin Zheng continued to explore the cave, and he found a tiger skin wrapped in three bronze fragments in the collapsed rock, and the ancient characters were densely carved on it, saying that this should be the diary of the mountain god.

One piece has been blurred to the point that it is not good, and the other two pieces are quite clear, although Qin Zheng does not know how to read, but the font on the back half of one of these two pieces is very weird, and it looks a little crazy, those words are crooked, different sizes, and even a few pierced holes can be seen.

Just looking at these handwritings, it is enough to imagine how crazy the mountain god was when he wrote this last half of his diary.

Qin Zheng put three pieces of bronze into his clothes and tried to decipher them later.

Then he looked at the tiger skin, the mountain god was rotten to the point that only the bones remained, but the tiger skin was still intact, could this not be a good thing?

As the golden scroll moved, the essence blood was extracted.

[The collection of Lushu bloodlines is complete, and the ability to extract is concealed. 】

Legend has it that whoever wears the skin of Lu Shu can be full of descendants, which can be called the ancient version of the kidney treasure, so Lu Shu is often hunted, and over time it has evolved a unique means of concealment of breath.

"Thank you so much, Northern Mountain God, thanks to you for collecting a deer skin, otherwise I would have really had a headache." The corners of Qin Zheng's mouth raised a smile, as the ability was activated, the aura on his body was integrated with nature, and the power of qi and blood and the spiritual spring were gradually unable to be sensed, as if there was a period of confusion wrapped outside the body, making it impossible to snoop.