The speed of the blood lama's advance is very fast, and the resistance encountered is getting stronger and stronger, because this thing is too domineering, and it will either be directly crossed, or it will die, and it will never accept the middle.

Even if there are some people who see that the Blood Lama is too strong and want to take refuge, the Blood Lama will only give them these two paths, so between life is better than death and death, most people are choosing and resisting desperately.

As a result, large and small sects either migrated in a hurry, either died standing in battle, or survived on their knees.

Qin Yang was mixed in the front line, taking the opportunity to search everywhere, and the classics that could not be obtained outside.

Knowledge is power, and in his opinion, no resource can compare to these classics.

This is the path he chooses, the path by which he gains authority.

It's different from the Blood Lama and Emperor Ying.

The choice of the Blood Lama made the greatest use of his advantages, and when he crossed the world's creatures, he naturally gained the authority of Nianhai.

And Emperor Ying's choice is to rely on his strength to forcibly suppress everything, and it can be said that he is the path of proving the Tao with strength, which is the most difficult, but it can also be said to be the easiest, it all depends on his strength.

And Qin Yang's choice is completely different, with another angle that is more suitable for him.

If you take everything in the entire sea of thoughts, you will be regarded as the authority of the gods.

This authority is dispersed throughout the world.

Then knowledge is completely integrated into it, which cannot be concrete, but it involves everyone, the most core foundation.

Those who possess greater and rarer knowledge are those who have more authority in this realm.

For example, the former Dream Master, he has the most powerful part of the knowledge in this world, and he is completely alone, and if Emperor Ying wants to complete the final control, he must kill the Dream Master of the year.

Qin Yang now wants to take advantage of the chaos, get more classics, and master more knowledge.

is not only to find a way to dissolve the dry heart curse, but also to try to seize the power of the world from another angle without being discovered by Emperor Ying and the Blood Lama.

Dig up all the foundations from the roots.

Even if this path seems to be the most difficult to walk, it is currently the most suitable for Qin Yang.

Qin Yang stood in the station of a sect, there were traces of blood and fire everywhere, and the people here had either fled, died, or been crossed.

walked out of the scripture pavilion of this sect, packed all the classics here, and took all the stone tablets and other things that recorded things with them, and took them away.

If you really can't take it away, you have to complete the entry on the spot.

Outside the gate, several monsters broke in, and Qin Yang silently escaped into the void, without letting him come into contact with the lackeys under the Blood Lama's door.

Leaving this sect, Qin Yang continued to the next stop.

When they arrived at their destination, the magic fire was burning in this alien gathering place, countless creatures were screaming inside, and countless screams came to an abrupt end.

A master with monstrous demonic intent and a hideous complexion, but with a dark golden Buddha light, stood in the air, blocking the only way for those people to survive with an expressionless face.

No one will come out alive except the subservients.

Qin Yang looked at this scene from afar, which was different from what he had encountered before.

The people who were crossed before may be rough, but they will not be so fierce, the blood lama does not want their lives, but to transform them, and in turn feed himself, so that he can become stronger.

What the Blood Lama needs is the worship of all living beings, so that all living beings in the world can recite his name, so that he can become a Buddha and an ancestor.

After killing all the creatures in the world, his goal will not be achieved.

In the gathering place shrouded in demonic fire, the dirty Taoist priest stood in front of an old man of an alien race with a very different breath.

"I can help you leave the last spark, but I need all your books, all your most secret records. ”

The old man of the other race had a blue face, but the dirty Taoist priest didn't feel much.

Since he knew that he was actually dead, his biggest obsession was gone, and there were no regrets in life.

As a preacher, all he can do is to burn the last power, burst out the last spark, and die the most wonderful.

He actually didn't know very well why Qin Yang wanted to spread those news, but he would help do it.

And now, he doesn't know too well why Qin Yang is obsessed with the classics here, it is simply taboo, and he has to carry any rubbish classics in his arms, and even for a travelogue, he was almost discovered by the people of the Blood Lama.

All he can do is help do it.

Qin Yang didn't want people to notice, but he, a dirty Taoist priest with a not too good reputation, didn't care if he would be noticed.

Just like now, it seems to be an act of robbery, and he doesn't care.

Because the other party, just like him, is just a living existence in the sea of thoughts, in fact, in the real world, their ashes may be gone.

After being silent for a long time, the old man of the alien race seemed to be deflated, and with a wave of his hand, the entrance to a cave appeared behind him.

There are many stone tablets in it, and on the stone walls one by one, everything in their clan is recorded, and all the classics and secrets are here.

The dirty Taoist priest went in and took everything away, and also took away the fire of the alien race.

He can't save everyone, everyone runs away together, it will only kill everyone together, or be crossed together.

The old man knew this very well.

The Dirty Daoist rushed out of the Demon Fire Siege, and the Dharma Protector General instantly stopped in front of the Dirty Daoist.

The moment bursts of Sanskrit sound appeared, they turned into magic sounds and poured into their ears, frantically rushing towards the dirty Taoist, and the dark golden divine light, like a peacock opening the screen, bloomed behind him.

The momentum of the Dharma Protector will rise sharply, and in the light of the Buddha, a Buddha phantom wearing a high hat sits on the lotus platform, making the breath of the Dharma Protector God rise again.

In the blink of an eye, the aura of this Dharma Protector Divine General crossed the extreme of the Dharma Body and reached the realm of the Half-Step Dao Monarch.

The dirty Taoist priest was dressed in a dirty robe, hunting by the strong wind, he looked at the familiar face of the other party, and waved his hand.

"When you still have yourself, I respect you as a man, I know that you should do your best, so I will also do my best to give you a ride, please don't leave your hands, you must have the idea of killing me with all your might!"

As soon as the words fell, the abdomen of the dirty Taoist priest was pierced by a pillar of light, and a hole the size of a bowl appeared.

Thousands of palms flew out from the protective divine light of the Dharma Protector Divine General, and continuously bombarded the dirty Taoist priest.

The protective divine light on the dirty Taoist priest shattered and dissipated in the blink of an eye, and his physical body was on the verge of collapse, but it did not shatter for a long time.

Countless dark golden palms fell from the sky, smashing the dirty Taoist priest into the ground.

The earth is like a rippling lake, and the shock waves are constantly spreading around.

After a full dozen breaths, countless palms dissipated, the tremor of the earth stopped, and the dust slowly fell.

The original mountain has disappeared, and there is only a huge crater that stretches for more than ten miles.

At the bottom of the huge pit, the dirty Taoist priest was embedded in the crystal-like pit, his clothes were broken, the bones of his whole body seemed to be shattered, and the whole person was no longer human.

It looks like it's dead.

Suddenly, his mouth opened slightly, and he took a half-breath softly, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"Force...... Pull...... Crazy ......"

One word at a time, when the third word was spoken, his inhumanoid body squirmed rapidly and returned to normal.

He stood at the bottom of the pit, his waist arched, his right hand was held weakly on his left waist, and the phantoms of his palms continued to fly out of his body, flying to the palm of his right hand.

Before a single palm phantom flew out, the injuries on his body recovered one more point.

When countless palms merged, in his empty right hand, a pitch-black long knife automatically condensed.

The last pillar of light flew out of his abdomen and merged into the long knife, the dirty Taoist priest's injuries were completely recovered, and the black long knife held in his right hand suddenly bloomed with a dazzling divine light.

The terrifying aura, like an erupting volcano, turned into a pillar of light and rose into the sky.

The dirty priest roared and roared, and pronounced the last word.

"Lan!"

With a knife, everything around him seemed to be solidified, and the dirty Taoist priest held the knife and slashed the Dharma Protector Divine General head-on.

In the blink of an eye, the dirty Taoist priest appeared behind the other party, and the long black knife in his hand shattered and dissipated.

And the Dharma protector general, the body, the divine light behind him, and the phantom of the Buddha that appeared in the divine light, all cracked from the middle.

Black brilliance burst out from the cracks, and everything that belonged to the Dharma Protector was constantly shattering.

The dirty Taoist priest turned his head and waved his hand.

"This is a supernatural power that I have only recently perfected, I call it, turning the tide, and using your own strength to give you a ride. ”

The Dharma Protector shattered the divine light behind him, and the phantom of the Buddha in the divine light also shattered, his eyes were full of a trace of his brilliance, he smiled hard and arched his hand.

"Thank you. ”

One word fell, the body shattered, and the god was destroyed.

The dirty priest glanced in the other direction, turned around and ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.

Qin Yang, who was hiding in the distance, was shocked, he thought that the dirty Taoist priest would be killed in seconds when he came up.

Who would have thought that this product would have such a magical power.

When the thought fell, Qin Yang didn't think much about it, and hurriedly followed, didn't that glance just let him follow.

After chasing all the way for a long time and galloping nearly 10,000 miles, the dirty Taoist priest finally stopped.

He glanced back and dropped a storage ring.

"I've got you. ”

Qin Yang walked out of the void, grabbed the storage ring, and when he looked at it, he couldn't help but glance at the dirty Taoist priest with some doubts.

"Don't look at it, who doesn't know about your little move, it's just that it's too messy now, no one notices you, I can help you get what you want."

If one day I fall into the hands of that evil monk, and you kill me, count it as a deal, how about it?"

Qin Yang pondered, it seemed that something was not right, but he still responded first.

"Good. ”

"I'll go first, that evil monk was beheaded by me, plus a trace of divine thought projection, he won't give up. ”

The dirty Taoist priest dropped a word, and disappeared again in an instant.

Qin Yang scratched his head, a little confused.

Could it be that this dirty Taoist priest is cold on the outside and hot on the inside? It seems to be unreasonable and unreliable, but in fact, he is just like him, a person who is anxious for justice and righteousness?

"Eh, wait a minute, we have a deal ahead of us. ”

"I can't forget. ”

I didn't see anyone, but I heard his voice coming from afar.

Qin Yang smashed his mouth, it's a pity, I forgot to ask just now, can I teach others the magical power called Turning the Tide.

His physical cultivation is not bad, and he also has a powerful recovery method, he should be more able to be beaten than a dirty Taoist, if only he could learn his supernatural powers.

Open the storage ring and begin to inspect the stone tablet and large stone walls sent by the dirty Taoist priest.

There was a lot of stuff written on those steles in a very special way, but fortunately he could still read them.

From promotion methods to clan legends, there is everything.

This race is not viviparous, the newborn people are all born from the dead people, but the newborn have little to do with the deceased, relying on this way to continue, it is naturally difficult, and it is impossible to grow rapidly.

Probably swept through these contents, and after a while, Qin Yang became serious.

He finally discovered something different.

The legend of this race says that this world is the same as the way they were born.

Their first ancestors, born out of nothingness, after endless years, felt lonely, gave birth to a world in their wombs, and then their ancestors fell.

And the remnants, in this world, have become their family.

As a result, they also inherited some of the characteristics of their ancestors, and the new clansmen were born in the bodies of the old clansmen, and the birth of each new clansman meant the death of an old clansman.

But, on the other hand, they are all immortal.

Therefore, their family name, translated as the living one.

The legend of this race seems to have excavated the essence of the world from the side.

Moreover, this is the first time that Qin Yang has found a large-scale legend and story in Nianhai that tells the origin of the world.

There were occasional before, but there were only a few strokes, and there was not even a complete legend.

Qin Yang secretly thought, this immortal clan, who had never heard of it before, belonged to one of the countless small alien races with no sense of existence, with a sparse population, \b was particularly closed, and rarely had contact with the outside world.

This time, he just followed the team of the Blood Lama, picking up things along the way, and did not have a specific goal.

But the dirty Taoist priest obviously came one step ahead.

Also, this guy feels weird, and I can't say what it is.

Just as Qin Yang was integrating the information and trying to smooth it out, a trace of ripples appeared in the space in front of him, and the musician who looked a little sloppy walked out of it.

And this time, the musician's face is beautiful, and it has become a mess.

He pressed one hand on Qin Yang's shoulder, and said a little decadently.

"Drink with me. ”

The moment the words fell, the two had already changed places.

Surrounded by a sea of clouds, a small courtyard, floating on the sea of clouds, the musician sat down by himself, first slapped two jars of spirits, and poured one jar himself.

After a jar of strong wine, the musician raised his head and looked at Qin Yang with red eyes.

"I've seen you, you're messing around, I don't care, but Lao Mi is also crazy, and I'm messing around with you, and I don't want to care.

I never took it seriously, but when I saw Lao Mi's bastard, I had an epiphany, and I knew that what he said was crazy might be true.

I went to the end of the world and wanted to get out of here, but I realized that the boundary bridge was long gone, and when I was about to step out of the endless void, I heard the rhythm of nothingness.

At this time, I realized that the moment I stepped out, I did not leave this realm, but turned into nothingness.

What the madman said, it is true.

So, why do you know that's true. ”

Qin Yang was silent.

He only thought about hiding the Blood Lama and Emperor Ying, but he forgot that there were many bigwigs here.

So, is the dirty Taoist priest taking the blame for him and patching for him?

But even so, he still didn't hide from the nearest musician.

Qin Yang didn't expect that the musician would react like this.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qin Yang said slowly.

"I have a sheet of music, and when you read it, you'll understand.

But before that, I want to get your knowledge from you, not too advanced music, just your most basic knowledge.

Also, I hope you can guide me after reading the sheet music I brought out. ”

"As long as you can learn it, what's the point of giving it all to you. The musician didn't hesitate, stretched out his hand and pointed at Qin Yang's eyebrows, and countless messages came into Qin Yang's mind.

It includes the autumn air killing song performed by the musician.

This kind of skill is not something that can be learned at all, and it is impossible to just learn it and become a musician again.

The musician didn't care about any of that stuff at all, all he cared about now was to figure out what was going to torment him mad.

It's like having a very important inspiration, more important than life, but you can't think of it.

It's a great torture.

Qin Yang was dizzy, he just glanced at what the musician threw over, and didn't look at it anymore, it was too huge.

If the spirit is not strong enough, just a huge amount of information stuffed over it is enough to blow up the head.

After calming down for a while, Qin Yang closed his eyes, performed the dream technique, and dragged the musician into a dream.

"Dream Technique, you are the descendant of the Dream Master? No, who is the Dream Master? When did there be a Dream Master in the Twelve Divisions?

What's more, when did there be 12 divisions? Why do I know this?"

The musician covered his head, his expression was crazy, the whole dream was trembling violently, and when he was about to collapse, a crisp piano sounded, and the musician's expression returned to normal, and he cut off those thoughts.

Qin Yang didn't rush to do anything, waiting until the musician was completely calm and the dream became stable.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned his memories.

The Heavenly Demon Spectrum turned into a long scroll of pictures and spread out in the sky.

The musician looked at the Heavenly Demon Score, his expression slowly distorted, and in his pupils, countless musical notes appeared, and there seemed to be a treacherous and crazy melody playing in his ears.

The dream world trembled violently, and by the time the musician finished reading, his pupils had lost focus.

Qin Yang dispersed the dream and let the musician return.

He stood there starlessly, his hands shaking in the air, his expression suddenly crazy, and the strange music around him appeared.

Qin Yang's face suddenly turned pale, as if he had been hit hard, and flew out upside down.

The small mansion located on the sea of clouds instantly crumbled into powder, and the impact continued to spread.

Qin Yang's face turned into the ground, and he hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of his feet and ran away.

How did he think that after the musician read the Heavenly Demon Score, he would be like crazy.

The musician stood in the air, looking crazy, his eyes lost focus, and crazy and treacherous, extremely uncomfortable notes constantly appeared around him.

Half an hour later, he looked up to the sky and roared.

"What kind of melody is this!"

PS: Thank you to the alliance leader of the true understanding of kendo.

Roll out of the new book "Thousands of Hearts" has been released, if you like to roll away from the book, hurry up and read it, I really like the old book.