"Sneeze ......"

In a gloomy and dead mausoleum, Zhang Zhengyi, who was quietly touching the coffin, suddenly sneezed.

But in the blink of an eye, Zhang Zhengyi's slow figure, like a frightened cat, exploded, jumped backwards, jumped to the entrance of the mausoleum, and then turned around and ran without hesitation.

In just three breaths, Zhang Zhengyi followed the way he came and rushed out of the mausoleum.

After running out of more than 100 zhang, Zhang Zhengyi stopped and looked back at the thief hole, which was less than three feet large, there was no reaction inside, and there was no evil thing chasing out.

Stopping and looking left and right for a long time, Zhang Zhengyi wrinkled his brows and took out a bunch of things, from a compass to a turtle shell, to a divination, and a huge book as big as a bluestone slab.

Facing the stars in the sky, he was thinking about the surrounding environment, and he was shutting down.

After calculating, Zhang Zhengyi put away his things with a puzzled expression.

"No, it's very clear, that's right, this mausoleum sits in the east and faces west, when the year changes, the south is the extreme, and the mausoleum has existed for at least 50,000 years, and the death is almost none, and it is best to break the ground.

I entered from the north again, it should be auspicious, there are no taboos, so why do I sneeze inexplicably when I am about to open the coffin? Could it be that I chose the wrong direction to open the coffin?"

After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't find out what the problem was, Zhang Zhengyi hesitated, packed up his things, filled in the thief hole, and lit the incense, bowed respectfully, took three steps back and bowed again, and then turned around and left after three times.

"Forget it, let's go, the master said, any calamity has signs, this time I can't figure out what's wrong, it must be that I'm not good at learning, for the sake of safety, let's go quickly......"

Zhang Zhengyi left in a hurry with a record that had just been printed, waiting to go back, and then try to decipher the text to see if there was anything useful in it......

......

On the other side, Qin Yang had almost forgotten, and Zhang Zhengyi went to find various ancient tombs and found useful clues and things from them.

After only a day's deduction on his side, Qin Yang gave up completely.

Sure enough, everything needs love to do well, this kind of thing is not a profession that I love, even if the level is not too bad, there is always a feeling of uncertainty.

Out of the city, I found a beautiful and quiet mountain, set up the table, hung the portrait, and lit the incense.

"Disciple Qin Yang, please Master Meng. ”

The handsome man on the portrait, after being infected by Zhu Yuxiang, slowly came to life and walked down from the portrait in one step.

"Qin Yang, what's the matter, you have something to find your master......" Meng Yi strode down, and when he said the same, he was suddenly stunned: "Huh, Yin Beast, where did you get it?"

The Yin Beast poked out two heads from Qin Yang's sleeve, spitting out snake letters, and staring at Meng Yi with a strong gaze, with the intention of biting it.

Just followed, Meng Yi smiled, laughing a little weirdly, and looked at the Yin Beast.

In an instant, a whirlpool appeared in the eyes of the Yin Beast, and the person walking down through the portrait directly passed through the space and looked at the real Meng Yi.

The hollow eye sockets, which had lost their eyes, stared at each other with the Yin Beast.

It was as if there was a trace of magical power that ran through time, allowing the Yin Rebel Beast to see a brilliant river, flowing from before the endless to after the endless.

In an instant, the beast retracted its head in fright, tangled together, its eyes closed, and trembling.

"Hey, the little thing is so afraid of people, hurry up and slaughter it and eat the meat, your Uncle Bai should like it very much......" Meng Yi sneered.

"How can you survive without cowardice, you have lived for so long...... Qin Yang sighed, he can be regarded as seeing through the Yin Contradictionary Beast, cowardly like this, no wonder he has not left the vicinity of the lair for so many years, and when he encounters an incarnation walking down from the portrait, he is scared like this......

And in the feeling, the Yin Beast seems to be even more scared than before at the ferryman.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with me, you kid, you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, what are you going to do without virtue?"

"Uncle Meng, tell your apprentice what you say, I am now anxious for justice and righteousness, and the name of kindness, who doesn't know, what am I doing to lack virtue? ”

Meng Yi pinched his fingers and pulled them casually, but after a few breaths, he pointed to the mountain under his feet.

"It's good here, the leylines have not changed for a long time, the fortune is not high, but it has endured, and it has reached the stage of accumulation, I can't say that within five hundred years, there will be a talent here, auspicious days, tomorrow is three moments, Dali Oriental, such a simple thing, you don't want to learn well, and you have to ask me?"

"Isn't I unsure......

"It's alright, it's okay, I'll go first. Meng Yi seemed to be busy with something, and he was about to leave in a hurry: "Oh, by the way, what about your junior brother? Is it dead? If it's not dead, let him hurry back and don't look for death outside." ”

"Okay, Uncle Meng go slowly, and when I go back, I will send some gifts to Uncle Meng to honor your old man. ”

Meng Yi waved his hand, returned to the portrait, and turned into a portrait of a young man who looked young and handsome.

Putting away the portrait, Qin Yang secretly sighed, the big guy is the big guy, he didn't understand it for a day, people just looked at it twice, pinched their fingers and calculated it at will, and they could be accurate to the specific time.

No wonder when he was inside the door, Old Man Wei said more than once that Uncle Meng had never established his position with combat power.

Think about it carefully, Zhang Zhengyi is so smooth, digging graves, doing so many immoral things, he has not been killed once, and he has not encountered any evil things, maybe he is not only lucky, but also has real skills in it.

When you go back, you must go to Uncle Meng's for a period of study.

After packing up his things, he felt that the Yin Beast was still trembling, and Qin Yang was angry.

"I've seen so many things, just you are the most cowardly, a donkey I raise, I know how to help me bite people, just when you see people, you shrink into a ball and tremble!"

The yin beast locked its neck, and it didn't return the scolding, but muttered in his heart, you, the uncle, are much more ruthless than the ferryman, and the river of time dares to snoop......

The ruthless people who dare to snoop and can spy on the river of time will naturally have a way to throw it into the river of time.

The Yin Rebel Beast didn't return the mouth, and Qin Yang was in no mood to pay attention to it, but he muttered again in his heart that this was a loss than buying and selling blood.

After worshipping the incense case in the same place, he went to bathe and burn incense, meditated and meditated, absorbed the purple qi of the morning sun on the second day, and after everything was in order, he took out the coffin of Hei Li's predecessor and placed it in front of the incense case.

"Senior, you are dead, keep the inheritance, and you can't pass it on to others, only me, today I will bring you back, and after I shake hands with you, I will send you home. ”

Qin Yang bowed respectfully and lit the spiritual incense.

It's not that he's superstitious, but he hasn't cared about these details before, and his life has no sense of ritual, so that after finally paying attention to it a little, he immediately came to a big explosion.

If you don't be superstitious, you can't believe it, and you would rather believe it than believe that it doesn't exist.

Forget about the little minion, it's better to be polite to the real boss.

Approaching the third quarter of the unitary hour, Qin Yang opened the coffin, changed the shroud for Hei Li's seniors, cleaned his body and face, and after everything was completed, it was exactly three o'clock in the unitary time, Qin Yang's face was full of solemnity, and he shook hands with Hei Li's seniors.

After the golden brilliance bloomed, Qin Yang's expression became even more serious.

There are two balls of light, one gold and one purple, and the balls of light are all skill books in the shape of books.

Slapping the ball of light into his head, Qin Yang meticulously completed the rest of the rituals, put in the funeral goods, covered the coffin and recited the sacrificial text, and then lit the ever-bright lamp and spiritual incense, and once again kept vigil for Hei Li's predecessors for one night.

After another day, Qin Yang took back all his things and put away the coffin as well.

At this time, Qin Yang had time to look at the previous skill book, what it was.

Just by looking at it, Qin Yang felt that it was right, life was ...... Well, touching the corpse requires a sense of ritual and respect in the heart.

The golden one, not surprisingly, is indeed the witch Xianjing that I have in my heart.

This method is based on the current practice method, and the style is very different.

The Wuxian Sutra should be regarded as the body cultivation method of the Eight Classics, which is completely only the physical body, and everything else is nothing.

Only by focusing on one aspect can we develop this aspect to the extreme.

The requirements for entry are very high, the strength of the physical body, the internal organs, and then the foundation of the foundation, you must meet the standards before you can try to practice.

Otherwise, you will train yourself to death.

According to this method, tempering the physical body can refine the physical body more purely, and with the physical body, you can hard-shake all the methods, and even in the later stage, you can also crush your own divine soul and refine your divine soul into the physical body.

In terms of cultivating the physical body alone, the Wuxian Sutra has been extreme to the extreme.

However, only cultivating the physical body, not cultivating supernatural powers, but it is not without supernatural powers, according to the Famen, if the human race cultivates, it will refine the bloodline, which may make some of the bloodlines, the original inheritance of the supernatural power method awaken.

Now the human race has almost no innate supernatural powers, and it is only too weak, so weak that it can no longer be detected, hidden in the deepest part of the bloodline, and there is no way to dig into it, so it will become what it is now.

After all, in the beginning, the human race was also one of the strongest hundred races in ancient times, how could it not have two brushes.

Except for the Wuxian Sutra, he has already met the requirements for cultivation and can start practicing immediately.

Another purple skill book made Qin Yang a little confused.

The name of the method is called astrology.

The contents were obscure, and even though everything was imprinted on his head, he still didn't understand much.

Roughly speaking, it seems to be used for positioning......

It's just that the method of positioning turned out to be a purple skill book?

I didn't understand it for a while, so Qin Yang gave up for the time being, and went back to study it slowly, anyway, it was definitely not simple.

One gold and one purple, satisfied.

At least it's a big hit, the quantity is not much, and the quality is high.

The recent shortcomings can be regarded as making up for it, Qin Yang is in a good mood, and while starting to practice the Wu Xian Sutra, he slowly walks towards Hei Li, after all, he wants to send the corpse of his predecessor back.

After walking for half a month, Wu Xianjing was introduced, and when he entered the city again, he heard that something big had happened, which was related to the crazy ancestor.

I didn't know what I heard, so if the news was true or not, Qin Yang hesitated for a moment, but still went to buy the news and got the most accurate information.

There's been a lot going on lately......

At that time, the unlucky bastard who the Netherworld Holy Sect had quietly brought back the Yellow Springs Treasure Book had died at the hands of the Mad Ancestor.

However, the mad ancestor is crazy, that is, he kills people and confiscates the tail.

When the person here died, as soon as the soul lamp in the Netherworld Holy Sect was extinguished, he immediately knew it, so he used a secret method to gather the remnant souls and remnant thoughts, and knew that he was dying at the hands of the mad ancestor.

As for the Netherworld Holy Sect, he didn't force it in his heart, he quietly stole other people's treasure books, and threw the pot to the crazy ancestor, but if he didn't succeed, he was a little annoyed and angry, feeling that the treasure book was in the hands of the crazy ancestor, and he was ready to rob it.

However, the Mad Ancestor disappeared......

They searched for several days, and finally found and beat the crazy ancestor......

It's good to die, but what I encountered was that I was almost recovering from my injuries, and there was only the crazy ancestor whose consciousness would be unclear from time to time.

The Mad Ancestor, whose strength has skyrocketed again, has been struggling recently, and they have also come to give eye medicine, and the two of them have two elders of the same level as the Mad Ancestor, and they were beaten to death on the spot.

Appalling......

This time, it can be regarded as completely attracting the attention of the Huangquan Demon Sect.

The Netherworld Holy Sect can be planted in the Yellow Springs Demon Sect, and of course the Yellow Springs Demon Sect can do the same.

So after a little investigation, I touched the melon along the vine, and found out the truth.

At this moment, the Huangquan Demon Sect exploded a little, and after a long time, the treasure book was not on the Mad Ancestor at all, and was stolen by the Netherworld Holy Sect?

So what else to watch, hit.

No matter what the Netherworld Holy Sect says, the Huangquan Demon Sect doesn't believe it, anyway, if you don't hand over the treasure book, this matter will not be over, let's die in the dead.

However, what was even more surprising was that the Huangquan Demon Sect was still looking for the Crazy Ancestor, and after hearing that a vein master had found it, he had a fight with the Crazy Ancestor.

Qin Yang was a little puzzled, didn't the Huangquan Demon Sect decide that the treasure book was in the hands of the Netherworld Holy Sect?

Can't figure it out......

In addition, there is another piece of news, which happened yesterday, and it is related to the Second Sword Monarch.

It's really a bit of a slap in the face, and the second sword monarch was born, and the news of the door theft will spread so quickly.

After losing the shackles and the Second Sword Monarch recovering these days, the real combat power must be far beyond the strength revealed before.

Yesterday, the second sword monarch, a teleportation appeared in the Futu Demon Sect, the symbol of the Yue Pheasant, the Yue Pheasant Fierce Bird, was slaughtered on the spot, and the vein master Tianlin was beaten half to death.

If it weren't for the master of the Futu Demon Sect who arrived in time and rescued him, Tianlin would definitely die on the spot.

However, even if the sect leader of the retreat took action in person, he was still easily escaped by the Second Sword Monarch.

Before leaving, he also said cruel words, if he doesn't kill Tianlin, this matter is not over.

Qin Yang pinched a thick pile of information, and there was still a lot of unseen information in the back.

During this time, is Nanban so lively?