The atmosphere was a bit awkward and stalemate.

Meng Yi came up with a posture of wanting to open big, and Ying Bai was really a little confused.

The Daomen has a long heritage, and it has also had ups and downs in ancient times, but whether it is prosperous or declining, the inheritance of the Daomen has never been faulted.

The concept they uphold can be said to be the most thorough implementation of the core concept of most sects.

In addition, Daomen's reputation in the human race is really good, if there is no deep hatred, everyone will give some face.

Ying Bai is now a mountain ghost, but he is also from the human race, and he has been more or less favored by the Daomen, so it stands to reason that he is just borrowing the Dao, and he should not give the Daomen face.

But after a series of thoughts flashed through his mind, Ying Bai raised his head, and his face was slightly cold.

She won't stop Qin Yang from doing anything, that's Qin Yang's decision, good or bad, it's Qin Yang's life, she will only tell Qin Yang what she knows.

In the same way, no one else can influence her life, her decisions.

Even if the other party is the mausoleum keeper of the Daomen, she has to stop the other party.

Ying Bai slowly stretched out a hand, and in an instant, a buzz came from the air, and as far as the eye could see, all the scope of his eyes was suppressed, and everything seemed to be frozen there.

It seems that the weight of the entire Kuishan Mountain has been blessed here in an instant.

The phantom behind Meng Yi began to slowly solidify, the simple gate of the ancestral shrine began to solidify, and in the mausoleum world full of dead air behind him, one after another invisible tombstones rose from the ground and inserted into the sky.

The black cloth covering Meng Yi's eyes automatically became slack, and there was a tendency to fall down.

The unique aura that belonged to Meng Yi alone began to emanate from his eye sockets, which was an incomparable power from the river of time.

However, Ying Bai's expression did not waver at all, and behind her, the light gathered from all directions, converging into a statue of her own.

It's going to be hard to the end.

At this moment, Meng Yi stretched out a hand, pressed the black cloth, and sighed.

"The name of the mountain ghost is really well deserved. ”

In an instant, his momentum began to fall, and the phantom that appeared behind him also disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Yi seemed to have turned into a blind old man with a slightly rickety figure.

A smile appeared on his face, and he waved his hand again.

"Re-introduction, the old man Meng Yi, the mausoleum keeper of the Daomen, is Qin Yang's uncle, and he needs to borrow Daokui Mountain to deal with some troublesome things, and he wants the mountain ghosts to be accommodating. ”

Click......

The surrounding solidified space instantly returned to its original state, the wind began to blow continuously, and the dust continued to fall slowly.

Ying Bai put down his hand a little stunned, and understood many things in an instant.

She would not doubt whether what Meng Yi said was true or false, she could say such things here at this time, coupled with the phantom of the mausoleum world, and self-identification, it was impossible to be fake.

Similarly, she also understood why Meng Yi had to make a gesture first.

Meng Yi wanted to see if she would still stand firm in that situation.

This is to confirm whether she deserves full trust.

This terrible Daomen mausoleum keeper is very different from the Daomen people in her impression, and there is no temperament of the Daomen people at all.

She could sense that Meng Yi was really ready to do it just now, and her mind was unwavering, without the slightest hesitation.

She even had a feeling that if she didn't have a firm belief and really retreated and gave way, this mausoleum keeper would definitely not hesitate to make a move, directly here, forcibly summoning the ancestral tomb of the Dao Gate.

Let Zu Ling replace her and guard here.

Even, if she dared to stop her, Meng Yi would dare to do whatever it takes.

Kill her.

Even though the old man's aura seemed to be much weaker than hers, there was a terrifying power that made her heart tremble under the black cloth covering his eyes.

The power that can make her disappear completely.

The only thing that matches her impression of Daomen in this mausoleum keeper is probably the unshakable will.

"The juniors are still young, and before they can carry the banner, my old bones can still move, and I can do what I can, not to mention that it is easier for the younger generations to grow up, at least don't die young. ”

Meng Yi smiled, like an old man who chatted about the younger generations in the family, and what he said seemed to be only to help the younger generations cook a meal or two.

Ying Bai wanted to say something, but he was speechless.

After a long time, she sighed softly.

"Qin Yang has already entered. ”

The smile on Meng Yi's face stiffened slightly, and then he continued to smile.

"Then I can't put it off. ”

Ying Bai took a few steps back, got out of the way, waved his hands solemnly, and said nothing.

This time, it is not to respect his identity as a mausoleum keeper, but to respect him.

Meng Yi paced, as if he was strolling leisurely, but he was unswerving.

Looking at Meng Yi's disappearing back, Ying Bai muttered to himself.

"Daomen, no matter how many years it takes, some things will never change. ”

A moment later, in the white mist, a panting white fox rushed out.

"Lord Mountain Ghost, no, a very strong blind old man rushed in, he ran too fast, I can't catch up with him......"

Ying Bai patted the white fox's head and scolded.

"How to speak, it's rude. ”

"Huh?" the white fox looked dazed.

......

Qin Yang raised his head and looked up at the sky, three rounds of bright moons were in the sky, one round of full moons, two rounds of waning moons, one of which seemed to be missing a corner.

All the aura on Qin Yang's body has been fully restrained, and the clothes on his body have also been replaced with a strengthened version of the concealed magic robe that covers and absorbs a series of things such as breath and smell, and there is still a magic weapon around his neck that shields the consciousness that emanates from it.

A lot of preparation was made in advance to make sure that when he came in, no one would be able to spot him and leave no traces.

After entering here, Qin Yang immediately thought of the strange Nine Husbands Tomb he encountered when he first came in.

The obsession of the nine dead ghosts turned into spirits, and they were still fighting for their wives every day, if it weren't for the incarnation of a strengthened version of the woman's friend, she was forced to come out and sanction the nine dead ghosts.

I'm afraid that the first time I enter the sea of thoughts, it will be cold.

As soon as he thought of the spirit boss who had been married nine times, Qin Yang thought of the gift she gave back then.

It took a long time to rummage in the storage ring before turning out a gray green hosta and sticking it on his head.

If it weren't for this green hosta that could be immune to charm, it might have been cold.

It's always a good idea to be prepared.

After adding another layer of insurance, Qin Yang first confirmed the nearby environment.

With the occasional chirping of insects and the occasional nightingale, it seems to be a relatively safe place, nothing weird.

Take out a small notebook and record the location of your door.

First, take a radius of ten miles as a reference, work out the coordinates, and mark the location of the door.

Considering that there may be a big guy, who can destroy a ten-mile range with one blow, it may be affected, and the terrain changes in a wide range of ways, continue to strengthen.

Perform the pupil technique, break through the fog, enhance your eyesight to the extreme, take all the places within a radius of 100 miles as a reference, make three coordinates, calculate all from altitude to various altitude positions, and then mark the location of the door.

In this way, take the range of thousands of miles as a reference, and do it again.

At this point, I took a look at the general situation within a radius of thousands of miles, whether there was any danger, and where there might be something weird.

After everything was completed, Qin Yang took out another coffin.

There was a mandrill corpse lying inside, it was before coming in, when he was preparing, after reining in all kinds of breath and momentum, \b This mandrill had a bad brain, stared at him, and was about to uncover his skull, which was slaughtered by Qin Yang and brought over as a black ball.

Excessive mandrills, a light blue garbage skill book, slapped into the head without looking.

Then the coffin lid is closed, and since it is excessive, it will go far away, and then find a place to bury it.

Completing the transcendence here, even if anyone can go backwards, there is no way to determine where he came from.

After doing this, Qin Yang took a deep breath.

The fishy smell of the earth is mixed with the rich vitality of heaven and earth.

Compared to the last time I came in, it was even more full of heaven and earth vitality.

Just by taking a sip, he can clearly feel that his foundation has a tendency to be tamped again, and even the long-term project of routinely strengthening the colorful gravel has become a little faster.

This is the most coveted power of the monk, the most upright, peaceful, impartial, mellow and stable, any living being, any non-living being, can absorb the power.

Qin Yang covered his figure, slowly flew up, and after checking the direction, he flew in the opposite direction of the place where the fog was getting thicker.

The flight speed is not fast, it is better to be secretive, it is better to be cautious and careful, although it seems dangerous to fly in mid-air, but it is more dangerous to travel in the dense forests in the mountains.

When I came in, the slogan shouted loudly, and I was reckless, reckless.

really came in, and no matter how reckless it was, it was looking for death.

Now that the tide has just fallen, it represents the reincarnation of 10,000 years in the sea of thoughts, which is in the initial stage.

The last time I came in, it was in the final stage, and with the scourge of Emperor Ying.

The final stage, compared to the initial stage, will certainly be quite different.

Even according to the last information, the creatures that died in the sea of thoughts, in addition to being killed by outsiders, the rest will eventually appear in a new reincarnation.

I am afraid that there were not too many people who solved it by Emperor Ying back then.

All he wants is authority, killing all the strong is the quickest way, but it doesn't have to be solved all, if it has to, he can't finish it if he dies.

It stands to reason that those who were killed by Emperor Ying will not appear again, but Emperor Ying himself has now become a creature in the sea of thoughts, whether this information will change or not, Qin Yang is not sure.

According to Qin Yang's understanding, the entire Nianhai is integrated, no matter how much changes are made inside, the meat is rotten in the pot, and naturally there will be no major changes for thousands of years.

And the outsider killed the creatures here, in disguise, he seized a trace of power, so that there was less meat in the pot, and after the outsider left, this power disappeared completely.

If the outsider takes away the authority here, and does not leave before reopening the pot, and he himself becomes the meat in the pot, the authority he took away will naturally fall back into the pot, and there will be no change on the whole.

If it is speculated that if it is correct, then the entire Nianhai will not change much from before, and the only change may be the lack of a puppeteer and a dream master.

The puppeteer was taken out by him, although he was smuggling, he was considered to be ashore, but he did not take the path of taking away the authority of ownership.

The Dream Master was killed by him and added a dragon to Chaodu, so naturally he would not appear again.

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Yang couldn't help but feel a trace of anticipation.

At the beginning of the 10,000-year reincarnation, there should be a lot of strong people.

According to the legend I heard when I came last time, there are many legends of the twelve divisions of the ancient human race here.

Although he has never seen any except the puppeteer and the dream master, he has always believed that legends may only have legends, and there may not even be real people in the cottage.

If the speculation is correct, then the demon master who was killed by Emperor Ying may appear again, which was said by the dream master himself back then.

Not necessarily for the rest.

Qin Yang really hopes that other people are there, even if it is a copycat, the copycat should only affect the strength, not the skills.

What he wanted to see most was musicians.

This is one of the benefits that Killer Qin Yang recommended to enter here.

It is very likely that the Heavenly Demon Score was composed by the musician himself, and the musician himself can understand it as a matter of course.

When the time comes, it will really not work, make a deal, take him ashore as a bargaining chip, and believe that no matter who the other party is, he will agree to this deal.

Removing these, in this era, there may be more to learn.

Back then, the black shadow forced him for a long time, instigating him to come here, saying that it was a big opportunity.

Flying and flying, Qin Yang suddenly thought of something.

After the wave rolled back, it fell again, and Emperor Ying, who was wrapped in it, has his memory been reset?

If he resets, he doesn't remember himself, and he doesn't remember what happened to him.

But in this way, there is another point that may be a loophole, Li Taixuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites back then, but he is also here.

He may not remember what happened after entering Nianhai, but he may still remember before entering, and when the time comes, he will casually mention the characters he met before he came in.

Isn't it all exposed?

If the memory is not reset, then you have to be careful.

Anyway, the current identity can't be used.

He rubbed his cheeks, cast a spell, changed his body shape and appearance, and even changed his soul and soul appearance together.

habitually became Zhang Zhengyi, it's not quite right to think about it, it's not very safe, this thing is a person who exists outside after all.

Then change it again, in order to ensure authenticity, it is best to use people who already exist.

Then change to someone from another world.

After pinching it for a while, Qin Yang turned out of the water mirror and took a look, and smiled with his teeth, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Unremarkable, nice. ”

The appearance has changed, the vest is a full set, and the name has to be changed.

Random names.

Ji has no life, it seems that he used it when he bragged, and he changed it.

Ji Wuzhen......

The vest naming device made by the killer Qin Yang is really rubbish, how can it be on the bar with the surname Ji, forget it, it can be regarded as a little related, after all, there is a saying that the surname Qin originates from the surname Ji.

Putting on the vest, Qin Yang immediately cut out his name, turned it into a dream ball, and stocked it.

From this moment on, he is Ji Wuzhen, and it is impossible for him to say anything in his dreams.

If you can mix in a reliable local identity here, it will be a perfect fit.

Qin Yang was full of interest, and after flying all the way for a long time, he finally saw signs of living creatures' activities.

The clouds in the distance are rolling around, as if a big hand is moving, constantly changing shape.

At this moment, above the clouds, a giant leg like a pillar of heaven and covered with scales and armor stepped through the clouds and fell to the ground with a bang.

All of a sudden, the mountains shattered, and the roar was like bursts of thunder, accompanied by shock waves, and the tremors were rumbling for dozens of miles.

After the giant leg fell, the clouds were seen to disintegrate in all directions, and a giant covered in scale armor was running wildly with his legs.

One step out, another leap above the clouds, running into the distance, in an instant, only the back can be seen.

After a short breath, I listened to the sound of "Zheng" between heaven and earth, and the sound of the guqin was dense and dense, and it was evolved into an impassioned feeling.

\bThe tune seems to be undisciplined, and it can also make people easily feel the meaning of casual chic.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, the clouds in the distance, as if being caught, were pinched into a gourd shape in an instant, and at the spout, the torrential rain converged into a waterfall, gushing out, and converged to a place below.

An ordinary-looking, unadorned ochre-colored guqin, wrapped in divine light, flew from a distance, and above the divine light, a man lay on his side with his head in one hand.

He was dressed in a cannon, with an open mind, his hair was scattered, but his hair was extremely neatly groomed.

He opened his mouth and looked at the cloud gourd in the sky, and the waterfall that spewed out of the gourd turned into gurgling liquor and continued to pour into his mouth.

After two mouthfuls, the man pouted.

"General goods. ”

With a casual wave of his hand, the gourd turned into clouds suddenly shattered and turned into a torrential rain.

Suddenly, the fragrant and soft aroma of wine filled the whole world.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, the torrential rain is pouring, but the rain is all wine.

All the creatures in this place, after being drenched with wine, immediately staggered and fell to the ground and fell into a stupor.

Qin Yang, who was hidden, just wanted to block those wines, but found that those wines were wrapped in strange powers, which could easily penetrate his True Yuan protection.

It's just that the liquor didn't hurt him, it just made him drink.

On Qin Yang's face, a flush quickly appeared, and a long-lost feeling of drunkenness surged into his heart.

Leaning against a tree, Qin Yang took out a gourd, and with a thought, the gourd began to automatically collect the falling rainstorm wine.

The gourd was collecting the liquor, but Qin Yang felt more and more confused.

Drunk big.

From the soul to the body, all of them drank too much, and the tense body and soul, and then the consciousness, seemed to have begun to relax.

One by one, I even felt a slight improvement.

In a daze, I vaguely heard the man's wild laughter in the sky.

"Demon Master, don't run, I'm dying of thirst, I'm just borrowing your eight hundred stone essence blood to brew some wine......"

There was an angry shout from the sky, like rolling thunder.

"Get out!"

Qin Yang's confused thoughts rolled.

Dare to chase the demon master, coupled with this kind of power, this style is ......

It's definitely a musician.

I knew that as long as the puppeteer was such an honest person, as long as he was willing to say it, it would definitely not be fake, and he would not say it if it was fake.

The musician is a dog thing, it's really annoying.

The thought slowly sank, Qin Yang's eyelids rolled, and he went over drunk.

The moment he closed his eyes, the killer Qin Yang went directly online, his face was red, but his eyes were indifferent, and he was not affected at all.

Feeling the current situation, the killer Qin Yang drooped his eyelids, instantly simulated a drunk appearance, leaning against the trunk of the tree and not moving.

It's just that the wine gourd next to it, which seems to be uncontrolled, is still dutifully collecting the spilled rainstorm wine.

The killer Qin Yang leaned on the trunk of the tree, feeling the characteristics of this wine, and instantly deduced a variety of uses.

Good things are indeed good things, there is no harm, and you won't get drunk to death when you get drunk.

On the contrary, it is of great benefit to the body, the soul, and the consciousness.

The downside is the timing of getting drunk.

It's not poison, but it's much easier to use than poison, and it's too penetrating.

In the future, when facing the enemy, get drunk directly, and then make up a knife to collect the head, which is simple and fast.

The premise is to know what the expiration date of this thing is.

If the time limit is too short, then study it and study something similar.

The killer Qin Yang did not act rashly, nor did he chase it.

His state, as long as he is not blind, can immediately see that there is a problem.

Coming to Japan, gather intelligence first.