After lighting the incense and burning the paper money, Qin Yang bowed down.

Zhao Ronghui knelt beside him and bowed in return.

Qin Yang stood here, not moving for a long time, sighing in his heart.

At this moment, he finally understood why the Huangquan Sect Master didn't care about gains and losses at all, because he was just an incarnation, and the position he stood on was not the position of the Huangquan Sect Master, but the position of the Nine-Fingered Divine Candidate.

This famous god marquis in the south can have today's status, it is indeed not by luck, legend, he did not rely on the shadow of his ancestors, he relied on his own little by little to accumulate credit, and climbed to the position of the first marquis in the south.

Qin Yang finally felt the wrist of this divine marquis.

This feud must have been settled, and the grudge was also settled.

Qin Yang had already seen the evil sect of the Three-Body Treasure Technique many times, and none of the people who cultivated this method had good results.

There is more than one version of the three-body technique that I got, and each one will have something different.

But there is one thing Qin Yang can be sure of, before the Huangquan Sect Master died, he was caught by the Gang Lou and hit him hard, and now the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis wants to get the memory of the Huangquan Sect Master, it is not so easy, only by personally contacting it, it is possible to retrieve some incomplete memories.

The Huangquan Sect Master has been in the Southern Barbarian Land for so many years, and he has been disguised as the Demon Sect Master for so many years, and the information he knows, as it is, may be very important to the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis.

What's more, the Huangquan Sect Master is not a fool, he already knows which step he lost in the end, and maybe he will also know what the key to everything is.

Before the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis made a move, he had to overtake the Huangquan Sect Master, erase all of them, and leave him no information at all.

But when he really came here, Qin Yang hesitated a little.

In the first two days, the follow-up treatment was not over, and everyone was nervous, especially paying attention to the situation in the south.

Even the big guy of Hei Li's mansion was not idle, just waiting for the nine-fingered god marquis to do something.

If he dared to come to the land of the Southern Barbarians, he would never let him go back alive.

There are indeed changes in the southern border, and the army of the Divine Dynasty has shown signs of mobilization, and those family sects in the southern border are also some abnormalities that are difficult to hide, some are closed to the mountain gate, and some are activities that have suddenly become frequent, which cannot be concealed.

But since the Huangquan Sect Master fell, he stole the secrets of the heads of the two factions and leaked them alone.

The movement in the south disappeared in an instant.

The Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis had no intention of raising troops at all, and even participated in the 3,000-year-old birthday banquet of the head of a sect.

Now everyone thought he had given up and everything was calm again.

Even if they are the big guys in the mansion, they all think that the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis will not make the slightest move if he is a little sensible now, and he will even clear up the connection between the Nanban matter and him.

Only Qin Yang felt that he wouldn't, this person worked hard, and it was impossible for him to do nothing after failure.

Just as Qin Yang felt the importance of some information, Qin Yang felt that so did this Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis.

Even if he doesn't do anything else, he will get back the memories of his incarnation.

The reason why Ling Lou didn't point out that Mo Tingliu was the incarnation was because the three-body treasure technique was taboo, and Qin Yang didn't talk nonsense casually, that was because the less people knew about it, the better.

In the entire Southern Barbarian Land, there are only a handful of people who know about it.

And this is also the reason why the burial is normal, but few people come to the door, and no outsiders come to mourn.

This black cauldron is still carried on Mo Tingliu's body, and everyone thinks that Mo Tingliu did it, not the incarnation.

Qin Yang stepped forward, looked at Mo Tingliu's body in the coffin, stretched out his hand to break the hand he had placed on his abdomen, stuffed the old letter into his hand, and muttered to himself.

"People die and debts are gone, this letter should be the only letter you have in your life, if it is not necessary, you will not take out this letter, not other ......"

The moment he touched it, after feeling that the skill could be cast, it was confirmed that Mo Tingliu was dead, and Qin Yang's heart was also relieved a lot.

But at this moment, he endured it and didn't do it.

Fang Cai looked at this matter from the perspective of the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis, and Qin Yang suddenly realized something.

He was able to surpass Mo Tingliu, erase all the memories, erase all traces, and let all the news obtained by the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis only get it through other places, but he couldn't get Mo Tingliu's memories, and he couldn't even get some of Mo Tingliu's thoughts.

It seemed to be done once and for all, but from the other party's point of view, Qin Yang suddenly discovered another thing.

That is the transcendence itself, nothing in itself, it becomes the only trace.

He only had the opportunity to come into contact with Mo Tingliu's body now, and the others, those who came to mourn on the few were the people of the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis.

Is there someone waiting now, waiting to see who will erase these traces?

If the other party finds that the traces have been erased cleanly at this time.

The spearhead was directed at him Qin Yang.

After Qin Yang was shocked, he realized that he was also a mortal, and like ordinary people, he would think like normal people.

There are only a few people who know that Mo Tingliu is an incarnation.

The Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis must have known what the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis could get from the corpse, so he made a move.

And he once used skills to erase traces, just when he was in Heilinhai, at that time, for insurance, for fear that people would track him down, so he used skills.

At that time, he disguised his identity and his actions were too suspicious, and someone would inevitably come to investigate, but they were destined to find nothing.

If the other party knew, would there be such a person in the land of the Southern Barbarians, who would have such a means?

After Mo Tingliu's death, this person will inevitably erase what the incarnation left behind as soon as possible.

This is what normal people think, what normal people will think of, what the authorities will do immediately when they are confused.

After Qin Yang thought about it for a while, he decisively gave up and now surpassed Mo Tingliu.

It's really the effect of the skill is too good, and after the excess, it's really a blank, and nothing will be left.

Qin Yang himself had also tested it with the Qintian Treasure Certificate, and this feature was really a bit obvious.

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Yang let go of his hand and turned to look at Lu Zhaoren.

Speaking of which, the last thing that deserves to die is Lu Zhaoren, he didn't do anything, he just did his best to do a good job of the first true biography.

Seeing a sword mark on Lu Zhaoren's cheek, Qin Yang sighed, took out his tools, completed his remains, and looked at him to see if he was really dead.

After finishing this, Qin Yang turned around and left, not stopping at all.

Compared to the danger of being memorized by the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis, it is even more dangerous when the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis knows that he has the means of excess.

The lesser of the two evils, you can only take a risk, by the way, see if your worries will really appear, whether the nine-fingered god marquis is real, will appear quietly when others think that he will not appear.

Time passed little by little, and the seven days of condolences soon came to an end.

The burial ceremony also began.

Mo Tingliu can be buried in the ancestral land because Mo Tingliu has indeed done a lot for the Huangquan Demon Sect during his reign, at least the Huangquan Demon Sect has never suffered any losses, and it is still climbing up on the whole.

But the previous incident, in the Huangquan Demon Sect, was a crime of treason, and the act of betraying the Huangquan Demon Sect was unforgivable.

In the end, it was Cui Laozu who stood up and spoke, so that Mo Tingliu could enter the ancestral land, but he could not be buried with the treatment of the sect master, and could only use the specifications of an ordinary disciple.

The person who carried the coffin to support the spirit was only Zhao Ronghui.

He is different from Lu Zhaoren, he thinks that Mo Tingliu has done something wrong, so he will not help to send him to death, but he also feels that after all, he has the status of master and apprentice, and he should carry the coffin for Mo Tingliu at this moment.

He carried the coffin alone and went straight to the ancestral land from the mourning hall, followed by some people who came to see him off.

After the group left, the mourning hall was empty, and I saw an old man who was about to die of old age, taking care of the mourning hall, putting away all the belongings, until he put away a bronze mirror in the corner.

The old man tried to open his eyes, took out a silver mirror, and looked at the silver mirror with a cloudy gaze, only to see pictures appear on the silver mirror, as if all the things that happened in the mourning hall a few days ago were put upside down.

In just a few breaths, the picture on the silver mirror dissipated, and the old man took a breath, finished his things, and staggered away.

When he arrived at a remote courtyard inside the Demon Sect, the old man was lying on a chair, and his breathing began to weaken.

"Tian Bo, you're not here, I'll send you something......"

Outside the door, a young disciple shouted and pushed the door in.

The old man couldn't help but say, and stuffed the silver mirror into his hand.

"Find a way to send it out, the old longevity has been exhausted, and it can be regarded as the last effort for the adults, tell the adults that everything is normal. ”

After saying this, the old man exhaled with difficulty, and he was decisive and silent.

The young man took the silver mirror and put it away, and nodded heavily with a sad face.

After a while, the young man went back and forth, and led a few people to the old man's small mansion, and one of the middle-aged people looked at the old man's body and sighed.

"I thought that Lao Tian would live for a year and a half, but I didn't expect that this person, if you say no, it's gone, hey, don't look at it, come and take a hand, and bury it......"

A bad old man who has no talent, dies of old age, and is only in the three-element realm, just handling chores and serving people, and does not even have the status of a disciple, no one will care.

Even if he died, few people would know.

Qin Yang naturally didn't know, he suddenly didn't follow the thinking of a normal person once, and there were really people squatting.

The other party also knows that in the past few days of condolences, the people who come are complicated, and it is the best opportunity to erase the traces.

Qin Yang didn't overtake Mo Tingliu, naturally, that inconspicuous old man, after exhausting the last bit of longevity and urging the treasure, he could easily look back on the events of the previous days.

Just when the Demon Sect brought Mo Tingliu and Lu Yuren into the ancestral burial, the seemingly ordinary silver mirror had also been taken out by the young disciple when he was out to do errands.

After tossing and turning, in the humble underground palace, a man in black knelt on the ground, holding a silver mirror in his hand, and in front of the map, a humanoid phantom appeared.

"My lord, the sect master of Huangquan has been buried, and the spies in the door have also exhausted their longevity, looking back a few days ago with treasures, everything is normal, no one has come to erase the traces, and the few people that your lord has paid attention to under his subordinates have nothing to do with this. ”

"Got it, you go down. ”

......

On the other side, Qin Yang came back from the ancestral land of Huangquan and saw that the original mourning hall had been torn down those white cloths and white flags, and the spiritual position had also been moved, and the last trace of existence left by the former sect master was gone.

The people of the Demon Sect, I'm afraid that many of them have complained about what the sect master has done, otherwise, why would they have demolished the mourning hall as soon as the coffin left.

Zhao Ronghui looked at the empty hall that didn't look like a mourning hall, and turned his head to look at the people around the hall.

"Who demolished this?"

In a word, those disciples who were still cleaning the periphery suddenly turned pale.

The suzerain is dead, the first true biography is also dead, Zhao Ronghui, the second true biography, the possibility of succeeding the suzerain is infinitely high, and his status and identity are naturally not comparable to those in the past.

Qin Yang sighed, patted Zhao Ronghui's shoulder, and shook his head at him.

This kind of thing, where some disciples can decide, it is obvious that there is a high-level command from above.

"Demolish the spirit hall, at least leave the spirit seat, what about the spirit position?" Qin Yang looked around and asked the disciples here.

After looking around, no one answered, and Zhao Ronghui's face began to become a little ugly.

Seeing that he was about to take the blame, he left a very bad impression in front of the big guy, and a disciple hurriedly explained.

"Master Qin, I really don't know where to put the spiritual position, the spiritual hall was arranged by Old Man Tian, and he also cleaned it up, but after he cleaned it up, he died......

"Dead? How did you die?"

"Old man Tian was about to die of old age, and someone showed him last year, saying that he estimated that he would live for two years, who would have thought that he would die today, and the disciple really didn't know anything......"

Qin Yang's pupils shrank slightly......

Last year, he could live for two years, so to this day, at least a year and a half years of life, why did he suddenly die?

And if you want to use treasures such as Qintian Baojian, go back to the past, and survey the past, what you need to consume is Shouyuan.

In the absence of interference, the closer the backtracking time, the less consumption will be.

I had the heart to see the corpse of that old man Tian, but as soon as the thought surfaced, Qin Yang gave up.

If the guess is true, there is no need to touch the corpse to gamble and see if you can touch the important news.

If the guess is wrong, the gain of touching the corpse outweighs the loss.

As soon as his thoughts turned, Qin Yang waved his hand at those disciples.

"Why don't you go find it?"

Those disciples were pardoned, and they left with them crawling away.

Zhao Ronghui didn't speak, left by himself, and came to the cliff where he used to drink.

Qin Yang came with him and poured him wine, but Zhao Ronghui snatched the wine jug and drank it in a big gulp.

"I'm drunk and dreaming of death, but if you drink a little less, your heart is not happy, and don't die here. After Zhao Ronghui drank a few big sips, Qin Yang snatched the wine jug and put it away.

Zhao Ronghui didn't say a word, took out his own wine gourd, and continued to drink.

"Okay, the situation inside the door, it's not that you don't understand, the sect master is at fault first, if someone can detect something wrong in advance, this time it's not just the sect master who has fallen, but the demon sect will be taken to the gutter, and it's normal for the people in the door to complain......"

"I just don't feel ......happy in my heart," Zhao Ronghui said with a calm face......

"I know, your relationship with the sect master is not as good as that between Lu Zhaoren and the sect master, before you felt that the sect master had made a big mistake, you didn't want to help, and you knew that it was useless to make a move, but now that the person is dead, you don't want others to humiliate him so much, it's your own awkwardness. ”

"yes, I just don't understand why he did it. ”

"There are a lot of things you don't understand, why didn't you get so entangled before, drink your wine, and then be your current number one true heir, if you really don't want the Demon Sect to decline, just think about it, how to be a good sect master. ”

Qin Yang sighed secretly, he didn't tell Zhao Ronghui the truth, at least now, with Zhao Ronghui's temperament, it is really not suitable to know this truth.

One day, when he really sits on the position of sect master and becomes a qualified sect master, someone will tell him.

At night, Zhao Ronghui was still drinking here, but Qin Yang left.

sent a letter to the old woman He Xiao, and roughly said his speculation that the nine-fingered god marquis might appear.

The old woman He Xiao knew that Mo Tingliu had been killed a long time ago, and she did not give up from beginning to end, nor did she change, so her senses were naturally different.

Although the old woman He Xiao was reluctant back then, but later saw Mo Tingliu's intentions, she had already acquiesced, and now she knows that everything is a misunderstanding, and everything is because of the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis.

With such an opportunity, he may trap the Nine-Fingered Shenhou and kill him, with the temper of the old woman Hexiao, how could he let it go.

Sure enough, in just two hours, Qin Yang noticed a snake-shaped talisman in his arms lit up, and after urging it, he saw that in his courtyard, the space was distorted, and a black snake came out of it.

The mouth of the shekou opened, and the old woman He Xiao appeared with a calm face, and behind him, the building followed helplessly......

Obviously, it was the old woman He Xiao who forced the building over.

"The seniors forgive me, but the juniors feel that there is nothing wrong with being careful. ”

"He may not dare to show up. Qi Lou shook his head, knowing very well in his heart that at this time, it was unlikely that the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis would dare to appear.

"If you don't want to, go and don't make noise here. The old woman He Xiao screamed, and the building suddenly stopped talking.

With Qin Yang's traitor, coupled with the methods of these two, no one really can find them.

The three of them came all the way to the ancestral land, hid their body breath, and squatted here.

For three days in a row, there was nothing unusual, and Qin Yang couldn't help but wonder if he had too much heart.

Until the second half of the night of the third day, when the sky had begun to brighten, the old woman He Xiao, who had closed her eyes, and the old woman and the building opened their eyes at the same time.

"It's really bold!" the old woman He Xiao shouted, holding the snake's head staff in her hand, stepping out and disappearing into the void.

"He really dared to come. The face of the tower was a little unbearable, and he followed behind the old woman He Xiao and walked into the void.

Qin Yang's eyelids jumped, and he stayed in the ancestral land alone, looking at the empty and gloomy place, and gave a thumbs up to the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis in his heart.

The Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis is really a position that has broken through bravely all the way, and this courage is really not ordinary.

This chased and killed the two people.

One is an old woman who wants to bite him to death with ten thousand insects, and her temper is not very good......

One is that he was slapped in the face on the spot just a few days after pretending, and he was able to kill his big guy......

This nine-fingered god marquis, I'm afraid that it won't be easy if he doesn't die.

And at this time, Qin Yang pinched the seal in his hand and easily broke through the formation on Mo Tingliu's tomb.

This tomb is just the specifications of an ordinary disciple, and there is no need to bother at all, so he easily separated the soil bag and opened the lid of the coffin.

Hold the letter in Mo Tingliu's hand and try to pick it up again, but it still doesn't work.

And this time, a layer of blazing white flames appeared in Qin Yang's palm, and there was a touch of orange and red shining on the tip of the fire tongue.

It was the Sycamore Flame.

When the flames scorched the seemingly ordinary letter, a layer of golden light emerged, blocking the flames.

"If I don't come out again, I'll be killed. A hint of understanding appeared in Qin Yang's eyes, and he sneered.

The golden light floated on the letter, slowly converging into a golden worm.

The insect has two antennae, three antennae-like tails, and its whole body is golden, like a millipede, but it has only six legs, and it looks like a watermelon worm, but it is slightly thin.

The small worm shrank into a ball, resisted the sycamore flame with its shell, and fell into Qin Yang's other hand.

Letters, on the other hand, can be directly refined this time.

After refining the letter, Qin Yang put it back in Mo Tingliu's hands, dissolved the refining, and then touched it casually, and felt out three balls of light, one white, one blue and one purple, and after slapping it into his head, he immediately restored the tomb to its original appearance.

At this time, Qin Yang stared at the little golden insect.

"My flame is the sycamore flame, the sycamore of the phoenix perched on the sycamore, there is a trace of the true meaning of the phoenix tail flame, even if you are a different kind of creature, but it is also a genus of five insects, this fire is enough to extinguish the ashes you burn, either recognize the Lord, or die, you choose one,. ”

The golden worm decisively confessed, spit out a golden rune, Qin Yang dripped out a drop of essence blood, fell into the rune, and the rune returned to the golden worm's body.

Suddenly, Qin Yang realized that there was already a trace of connection between himself and the little worm.

The sycamore flame dispersed, and the little worm honestly lay motionless on the back of his hand, Qin Yang stretched out his hand, took out a book, and handed it to the little worm.

The tentacles of the insect trembled non-stop, and its mouth opened and closed, but it did not dare to move.

"Eat. ”

With Qin Yang's permission, I saw this little worm and pounced on the book, but after a few breaths, I saw that the handwriting on the book disappeared cleanly, turning into a blank book, and the little worm flew back and landed on the back of Qin Yang's hand, and the two tentacles touched each other, and there was a burst of joy.

Qin Yang smiled, took out a glass bottle, put it in it, and put it away.

Since the last time that jade cicada could not be refined, and it was found that there was a trace of other people's power in it, Qin Yang had also wondered if there was also something in this letter.

But this is an ordinary letter, it can't carry any power at all, besides, after dealing with a few bigwigs, he didn't see what the problem was, so Qin Yang denied this speculation.

Coupled with the fact that he had been hit by the Heart Devouring Gu before, this Heart Devouring Gu was a living soul and could not be refined, so Qin Yang thought of another possibility.

Since this letter may have been used as a bugging device by the Huangquan Sect Master, and he couldn't refine it, several bigwigs didn't find anything......

Qin Yang thought of another possibility, if the letter itself was fine, was there a creature in it that no one could find.

On the one hand, it was indeed to return this old letter to its original owner, but on the other hand, it was actually worried that the Nine-Fingered Shenhou might also have a sense of this thing.

And just now, the other meaning of this letter disappeared, and it became something that only meant to Mo Tingliu, and Qin Yang could naturally experiment with confidence.

Who would have thought of experimenting only to find out that there was really a creature in this letter, and it was a silverfish.

Silverfish, also known as book beetles, are strange creatures born of books and feed on their contents, but they themselves are unable to comprehend them.

So whoever is a bookworm has always been scolding people for reading dead books......

There's a beetle here, and everything makes sense.

It can't be refined, and the letter itself doesn't carry the slightest bit of power, and after the book beetle is integrated into those words, it is no different from the words themselves, and those big guys can't find it.

Since it has been confirmed that it is a book beetle, its previous owner, don't think about it, it must be Mo Tingliu, and it has nothing to do with the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis.

Then Qin Yang has anything else to be polite about, so he quickly accepted it.

......

On the other side, in the void, a figure shifted and shifted, like a group of stars shining, and every time it flickered, it would change its position once.

Behind him, the building stretched his face and drank in a deep voice.

"Soul Suppression. ”

In an instant, the words followed, and in the void, an inexplicable force suddenly appeared, suppressing the great power of the divine soul, penetrating the void and suppressing the figure.

The man's figure froze in place, and at the same time, he saw the black snake turned into a snake head staff in the hand of the old woman He Xiao, and bit it down.

At the critical moment, I saw a big seal appear on that person's body.

The large seal is dark gold all over, and there is a carving of a descending tiger entrenched on it.

I saw a flash of inspiration on the big seal, and a completely different kind of coercion emerged, and on the top of the person's head, a phantom figure of a white-fronted tiger suddenly appeared.

The white tiger roared in the sky, and the iron-blooded killing aura rushed into the sky, causing the stars to shine and steam in the void.

"He has the national fortune protection body of the Great Ying God Dynasty, let your snake Gu come back. He shouted in a low voice, his face sank like water, and he wrote two simple and desolate characters in the air with blood, and shouted again: "Sacrifice!"

The blood light pierced through the phantom of the white tiger and submerged into the person's body, and in an instant, a trace of blood-colored flames that seemed to be illusory enveloped the person.

At the same time, he saw that the evil qi was converging, the white tiger phantom was suddenly shattered, and the person disappeared.

"Let's go, he triggered the official seal just now, which will inevitably attract the attention of the patrol angels of the Great Ying God Dynasty. ”

The old woman He Xiao didn't say much, and pulled her away.

......

Without waiting for Qin Yang to inspect the skill book he had touched, Qian Lou and Old Woman He Xiao escaped from the void.

"It's hateful, I let him run away!" The old woman He Xiao angrily shook the snake-headed staff in her hand, her face full of unwillingness.

"He secretly sneaked into the land of the Southern Barbarians, and even dared to use the official seal, there will inevitably be the attention of the patrol angel, as long as the patrol angel appears, no matter what, it is impossible to watch him fall, and if we kill the patrol angel, even if we take the initiative to break the rules, it will definitely cause chaos. ”

"The old body is unwilling, finally there is a chance, he died here, no one can say anything, but now he let him run!"

"Don't worry, the old man just saw it clearly, he has indeed cultivated the three-body treasure technique, there is a flaw, he is in the fire of sacrifice, he is not dead and crippled, the flaw will become bigger, if you see it again next time, you can let him die violently!"

Although he said so, his face was not very good-looking......

Qin Yang didn't speak beside him, but he understood the final result.

"Senior He Xiao, there is no need to mind, he gave him a bloody lesson, in fact, it is enough, after thinking about this time, as long as he spares his life, he will definitely never dare to appear in the land of Nanban again. ”

comforting the old woman He Xiao in his mouth, and glancing at the building, Qin Yang couldn't help but slander secretly in his heart, this big guy's face is so ugly, nine times out of ten it is because he was forced to be slapped in the face after pretending......

The result of squatting was not too bad, and the three of them left the ancestral land together.

When leaving, Qin Yang glanced back at Mo Tingliu's tomb, then looked at the building, and secretly said sorry in his heart.

Even if he took 10,000 steps back, that nine-fingered god marquis, if he came boldly and recklessly, he would not find anything, and he would think that this was the handiwork of the big man in the building......

Anyway, this time the big guy finally pretended to be forced once, but he was slapped in the face by the Nine-Fingered Shenhou, and the big guy probably didn't mind carrying this pot, nine times out of ten, he wished that the Nine-Fingered Shenhou would appear again soon......

Then, beat him to death.

After the three of them went back, the two bigwigs left quietly, and Qin Yang returned to his mansion and began to light on the previous harvest.

Three balls of light, all of which are books.

The white ones, unsurprisingly, are indeed some information.

And all of them are information related to the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis, but they don't have much connection, and there are a lot of scattered ones, and they can't be used now, so we can only use this information to understand the real Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis from the side.

After all, contact with one's own incarnation, whether it is speaking or doing things, in all aspects, must be much more real than the Nine-Fingered Divine Marquis in front of others.

The blue ball of light, just seeing the name, Qin Yang didn't have the heart to take a second look.

It's a three-body treasure technique again, it's not much different from the previous one, but the details are a little different, and Qin Yang didn't look at it carefully.

And the last purple one is what Qin Yang cares about the most.

It is a magical power, and it is also a method of refining treasures, called transformation.

It is the trick that Mo Tingliu used before, he can use his supernatural powers to change into another person, and there is a difference between it and fetal transformation.

The transformation of the birth of the shape focuses on the transformation of appearance, body shape, breath, voice, true element fluctuations, etc., and this transformation supernatural power, focusing on camouflage is the inside, and even refining to a high place, the true appearance of the soul can be changed with it.

But there are also shortcomings, that is, the method of disguising the other party's practice, after all, it is fake, and when you encounter the real thing, it is easy to be seen through.

The method of refining the magic weapon is to supplement and improve it, you can peel off the human skin, refine it into a magic weapon, and wear it on your own body, you can make up for many shortcomings.

On that day, if it weren't for Mo Tingliu's own cultivation that he couldn't transform into the realm, and he practiced the three-body treasure technique, the shortcomings were too great, so he was seen through by the tower.

After looking at it for a while, Qin Yang opened his eyes with some regret.

I thought it was a forcible attack method, but after I learned it, I could go further and further on the road of the Faye, and from then on, I would never have to fight with people again.

Unexpectedly, it was just an auxiliary method.

What kind of assistant, if you want to be an output position, you have to be a master.

Although this thing is quite useful for yourself......

Others don't pretend to be like it, but they can learn it directly, they don't need to pretend at all, and they are not afraid that there are too many methods of cultivation anyway, as long as the Dao Ji can withstand it.

As for skinning or forgetting it, he is known for his kindness, eagerness for justice and righteousness, and he used to disguise himself as a dead person, or he disguised himself as a person who didn't even know who it was......

Now he is a person who is determined to become a Dharma Master, but he can't do such a rough job as skinning people.

Summoned the book beetle, fed it some rubbing books, and let it eat some first, Qin Yang touched his chin and looked in the direction of the ancestral land.

I really wanted to take a look at Lu Zhaoren, but this time I touched Mo Tingliu's pot and let the big guy of the building carry it, and then overtook Lu Zhaoren, it was a bit of a snake......

After thinking about it, I decided to forget it for the time being, I was buried, and I was not the kind of scum who took digging graves as his hobby in life.

Besides, after saving up his luck for so long, it's not very good, and I haven't heard that Lu Yuren has practiced any too strong killing methods, maybe he will go and find out the auxiliary method......

Let's continue to accumulate character, and wait to see if we can touch a big guy who can only kill, and find a strong attack magic that can rub a big fireball from afar.

......

In the following days, there was basically nothing to do with Qin Yang, so he stayed in the Demon Sect as a salted fish, and when he had time, he began to study the classics collected by Cui Laozu.

Of course, all of them are secret techniques such as assault and killing......

Since he couldn't touch it, Qin Yang made up his mind to learn it slowly, although it was a little slower, but with Cui Laozu, a scientist in the immortal cultivation world, he asked if he didn't understand, and there was no problem in understanding.

The situation in the land of the Southern Barbarians has never been better, and the contradictions between the various forces have become much less.

The only people who are not doing well are the people who blame the clan.

These guys jumped out of their heads before, thinking that they could get some credit for the wind, but who would have thought that they were planted in the big hole by the wind.

The master who jumped out last time was a miserable one recently, either he escaped to the sea, or he was beaten to death.

And this time, the Futu Demon Sect completely died down, closed the mountain gate, and cultivated to recuperate.

The Huangquan Demon Sect did not close the mountain gate, in fact, it was not much worse, the sect master died, and the things that the sect master did offended many people.

If it weren't for the fact that no one on the Li clan side said anything about the Huangquan Demon Sect, plus the Demon Sect's vitality was greatly damaged, but the foundation was still there, and there was a recent trend.

I can't say that someone will start to fight the idea of the Yellow Springs Demon Sect.

After spending three months smoothly, Zhao Ronghui in the sect became the first true inheritor, and did not let him inherit the position of the sect master, but with the assistance of some high-level officials, he began to let him take over the work of Lu Qiuren before, and tried to take charge of things first.

Whether you can get on the top or not, let's see the comprehensive situation later.

At this time, Qin Yang received the news of the door theft.

Old man Wei was seriously injured and dying, so he hurried back to see him for the last time.

Qin Yang was startled when he received the news from the channel of the thief, and hurriedly took out the portrait and lit Zhu Yuxiang.

But the portrait of Old Man Wei did not react this time.

changed into the portrait of Uncle Meng again, only to see the young and handsome Uncle Meng on the portrait, and walked out with a heavy face.

"Your master has been hit hard and is powerless to return to heaven, come back quickly, your master has something to explain to you personally. ”

"Oh. Qin Yang replied expressionlessly.

"You, what, your master is dying. ”

"Uncle Meng, I've always been curious about one thing, you can't deceive people so well, how can you teach Zhang Zhengyi to be such a shameless scumbag?"

"What are you saying, I don't understand!" Meng Yi was stunned, shook his head and pretended to be stupid.

"Pull it down......" Qin Yang sighed and pointed to another portrait hanging aside: "Uncle Meng, I just called the unreliable old man Wei, he didn't respond, and called you instead, why did you come so quickly? Why didn't I see you so fast before? Are you just waiting for me to find you? Old man Wei, is it next to you?"

"Ahem......" Meng Yi was a little embarrassed on his face: "Don't you think, you have been making trouble for so long in the land of the Southern Barbarians, isn't it okay recently, you should also come back and recognize the door, don't wait until your master is really dead one day, you haven't recognized the door yet, how bad is that, you say, right?"

"Okay, okay, anyway, I've been fine lately, I'm just a disciple here, plus the identity of the ghost captain, I really went to the Great Ying God Dynasty, and no one will blatantly kill me as a junior, just go, but, Uncle Meng, next time you two are acting, when I call you, you will count a hundred in your heart, and then respond, be real, don't just call, you will respond." ”

"Don't worry, everything has been arranged for you here, just a few days, someone will bring you to the south, and no one will target you. Meng Yi also knew that he couldn't go on, so he simply admitted it directly.

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "What has your Senior Brother Zhang been doing recently, do you know? Is he crazy, why is he still robbing tombs?"

"Senior Brother Zhang? I don't know? I haven't seen you for a long time, Senior Brother Zhang honed his skills, taking this as his lifelong hobby, in order to better inherit Uncle Meng's mantle, it is a little out of proportion, too much, the next time I see it, I will definitely kill him once on behalf of Uncle Meng as a punishment. ”

"Forget it if you die, let him take it easy, don't be so crazy......"

After ending the conversation, Qin Yang put away the portrait, and wondered in his heart, why is Zhang Zhengyi still crazy archaeology......

What a scumbag who is not afraid of death......

After another two days, Qin Yang finally knew how Uncle Meng said that it was arranged......

"Uncle Qin, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed. ”

The young man who was ordinary in appearance, but calm in temperament, after seeing Qin Yang, just entered the gate, and immediately waved his hands and bowed.

"Le Qiyi?" Qin Yang recalled, wasn't this the very polite little brother he saw last time when the Yin Spring was opened.

"Uncle Qin has a good memory, and he still remembers his juniors after so long. ”

Qin Yang stared at Le Qiyi for a long time, then stretched out a hand and put it on his shoulder.

A trace of strange aura appeared on Le Qiyi's body, and a trace of suddenness immediately appeared in Qin Yang's eyes, it was indeed the Dragon Blood Treasure Technique.

At this moment, I finally understood why when I pit the people of the Huangquan line last time, Le Qiyi helped himself easily.

"Your father is the Marquis of Ruyang?"

"Uncle Qin's eyes are like torches, he is the father. ”