The golden light was shining, the purple qi came from the east, and all of a sudden, the sky changed suddenly.

The sky was dyed purple gold, and a pillar of light, from Zixiao Daojun's body, rose to the sky, turning clouds and making rain.

The auspicious breath diffuses the sky, but it is just a blink of an eye, but it is like a rolling tide, coming and retreating quickly.

The dragon roared and roared, exploding in the sky, and in the sky, a dragon shadow that ran through the east and west, screamed sadly, and slowly disappeared.

Zixiao Daojun's hand was put back, the divine light around his body flickered, and he quietly looked at the ball of light that was constantly changing colors in Qin Yang's hand, with a hint of understanding in his eyes, and muttered to himself.

"I see, that's why you can learn the Zixiao Dao Sutra, create and make people, and the sky will kill me......"

The divine light dissipated, Zixiao Daojun's eyes slowly closed, and with a plop, the corpse fell to the ground.

Everything in the past has completely come to naught, and everything before and after death has finally been reduced to an ordinary corpse.

He fell to the ground, the expression on his face was calm, the resentment was gone, the dead air was gone, and the slightest divine power was gone.

As long as it is a dead person, whether it is a small minion who does not enter the stream or the top boss, there is no difference in terms of skills.

The skills are rigid, but they are exactly the same, there are only two possibilities of yes and no, and there is no third.

Qin Yang stood in place, stunned and looked at Zixiao Daojun's forcibly overtaken body, and after a long time, he sat down on the ground as if he had lost his strength, breathing in a big gulp of air.

No matter how strong a person was in life, it now looks like a dead and miserable corpse, just like the corpse that has been touched before, there is no difference.

After death, it is the same as mortals, just a handful of soil in the wilderness.

After a long time, Qin Yang exhaled lightly and woke up from the dream-like vision.

I finally shook hands with a titled Daojun, although it was completely different from what I had been rehearsing in my heart.

He looked down at the ball of light in his hand.

I only touched one, and I was indeed a little disappointed in my heart, after all, I should have found seventy or eighty skill books.

But look at it again, the ball of light I touched this time was completely different from what I had touched before, and there was a trace of hope in my heart.

Maybe there are seventy or eighty skill books in one book......

The brilliance changes from blue and white to purple and gold, and inside it is a skill book, the pages of which are wordless, and when you only look at it, a trace of sadness will naturally float in your heart.

Slapping the ball of light into his head, Qin Yang closed his eyes tightly and quietly contemplated.

Just for a moment, Qin Yang suddenly opened his eyes with a hint of shock in his eyes.

It turned out to be a one-word formula.

The word of mourning in the one-word formula.

The entire skill book, all the similar written records, are all about how Zixiao Daojun obtained the Mourning Word Recipe and how to comprehend it, but in the end, he did not cultivate until he died, and he has been obsessed with it.

As for the content of the mourning formula itself, there is not a single word, all of which are artistic conceptions that can only be understood but not spoken.

These artistic conceptions are imprinted in his heart at this moment, and every detail is clearly felt, but Qin Yang tries to practice and try to show it, but it is useless.

After a long time, Qin Yang carefully studied the experience left by Zixiao Daojun, and his heart slowly gained three points of enlightenment.

It is an exercise, and once you learn it, you have to start from scratch, and there is no introduction to it, so it is no different from not learning it.

The entry and learning of others are actually one thing, but when they are put here, they are separated, learning is learning, and entry is entry.

And this mourning formula is a supernatural power, just like the general supernatural secret method, it is just a means.

Qin Yang tried for a while, but there was no sign of getting started, so he simply gave up for the time being.

Thinking about how powerful Zixiao Dao Jun was during his lifetime, he couldn't get started, and Qin Yang somewhat understood how to practice this mourning technique.

It is not by strength at all, nor by understanding and talent, and that you can cultivate with a lot of knowledge.

Nine times out of ten, it is only by really being able to comprehend the artistic conception that you can get started.

Zixiao Daojun has deceived everyone and himself in his life, a ruthless hypocrite, how can he sink into the artistic conception, empathize with it, and then comprehend this artistic conception.

It's impossible, I'm afraid that he knows the reason, and he can't change it.

Giving up and continuing to try to practice now, Qin Yang also somewhat understood why the skill book he touched this time did not have a fixed color at all.

The word mourning recipe is the lowest recipe among the "classic recipes".

It is precisely because of this method that the power has nothing to do with the exercises, it all depends on the person himself.

The skill book can be the most garbage white skill book, or it can be a golden skill book comparable to the Tao Sutra.

It is the human being who determines the power of the mourning formula.

Thinking about this, Qin Yang understood that his previous speculation about the corpse touching skill might be right.

What skill book you touch, and what the other party will do when they are alive, in fact, it has little to do with it, and what you touch is not unexpected is the thing that the other party is most proud of in life, or the most obsessed thing, or the thing that you remember when you are dying.

Although I know that I will definitely not be able to get started with the word mourning technique for a while, I don't know what kind of power this method is like both an exercise and a magical power, but my heart is still itchy.

One word, according to the shadow monster who was sealed in the black cauldron back then, this is a method created by the ancestors of the human race, and it is also the most suitable magic method for the human race to practice, and the power is immeasurable.

Back then, the Shadow Monster had said that a Terran monk who was far from his opponent had soared to the point where he could crush him with just one finger after casting the Fury Technique.

The angry word trick is the most powerful word trick for improving combat power, but the other word tricks shouldn't be too bad, right?

The regret of only figuring out a skill book is then forgotten, and I just wait to see how to get started later......

Qin Yang collected his thoughts, looked up at the body of the buried sea Daojun, and couldn't help but give a trace of anticipation on his face.

Calculate the time, since the Qinglin City that came to Huliang, it has been more than ten years, and since the first time I saw Zixiao Daojun, I have been thinking about shaking hands with Fuhai Daojun.

In the Black Tower, the second volume of the Secret Book of the Sea of Burial was not found, so the only hope was naturally to touch the corpse.

Just thinking about it, Qin Yang felt that he had swelled.

I surpassed the two titled Daojuns in one breath, and when I said it, I could also tell others that I had made the two titled Daojuns fall into eternal sleep in one breath.

As for whether others understand that they have killed two titled Daojun, it is none of their business.

This can't be blown for 10,000 years, but it can be blown for five or six thousand years.

Coming to the body of the burial sea Daojun, Qin Yang stretched out his hand and touched one of his feet.

When you say handshake, you must shake hands.

Without hands, feet count.

It's just that at the moment when he was about to hold the hand of the Burial Sea Daojun, the Burial Sea Daojun suddenly opened his eyes, crossed his legs, clamped Qin Yang's wrist, kicked Qin Yang's chest, and kicked Qin Yang out.

Burial Sea Daojun slowly stood up and came to Zixiao Daojun's side, laughing maniacally with a crazy face.

"Zixiao, I didn't expect it, you lied to me for so long, but in the end you were deceived by me once, you died in front of me, hahaha......"

Qin Yang plucked his head from the mound of soil and looked at Fuhai Daojun with a solemn face.

Will this thing pretend to be dead?

"Ahh......h......h

Burial Sea Daojun laughed a few times, sitting next to Zixiao Daojun's corpse, and his laughter slowly subsided.

Turning his head to look at Qin Yang, who was full of vigilance and withdrew from Lixu, he sneered angrily.

"Boy, what are you afraid of, the last breath of qi after my death has been spit out, what else do you have to be afraid of, I just have a little more consciousness than this hypocrite under my feet, and I don't have any strength, you can use the method just now to completely annihilate my consciousness at any time. ”

"After all, you were a titled Daojun during your lifetime, and the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, who knows if there will be any follow-up after you lose all your strength. "Qin Yang has relatives in his heart, and he doesn't get close at all.

"Hmph, boy, that breath of Qin Qi is mine, Zixiao, a hypocrite, can't detect it, do you think I don't know that you have slowly dissolved the Qin Qi? I don't pretend to be dead, do you think Zixiao will let down her vigilance and give you a chance? Don't worry, I don't have any strength, I've been dead for a long time, plus the coffin is closed, there is no chance of reincarnation. ”

"Hehe......" Qin Yang laughed dryly, but he didn't come closer.

"In my life, I have killed people, destroyed doors, even if they are innocent people, I can't count them, even among the most unscrupulous demons, I can be regarded as full of evil, but there is only one thing, I am different from Zixiao, a hypocrite, I did it, I never deny it, if I want to do something, I never hide it, although I wanted to kill you before, but now, I have no strength, and I don't have the heart to harm you. ”

"Burial Sea Daojun, can we shake hands?" Qin Yang half believed this, he was really different from Zixiao Daojun.

"Do you also want to destroy my consciousness?" Burial Haidaojun didn't care, and said very freely: "It's okay, Zixiao is dead, and it's pointless for me to linger, if you want to annihilate my consciousness and make me completely become a dead person, it's also good......"

"No, no, no, Daojun misunderstood, this is excess. Old Qin Yang's face turned red, and he explained with his neck stalked.

"Okay, whether it's transcendence or consciousness annihilation, it doesn't matter, do you think I'm the same as that bastard from Zixiao? Ever since I joined the Fuslayer Demon Sect back then, I already know what the final outcome will be. ”

"......" Qin Yang was speechless, and said in his heart, what do you want me to say like this.

"Let's talk, although I didn't kill Zixiao with my own hands, but let him be annihilated in the hands of an ant, but my heart is happy, my collection is in the Black Tower, there is also the secret book of the burial sea carved by me, you have the breath of practicing the burial sea cultivation codex, I think you should be able to understand that Zixiao and I coveted each other's classics back then, and finally gathered on you, which can be regarded as creation. ”

"I read it, but unfortunately there is only the first volume of the Secret Book of the Burial Sea, and what I need is the second volume. "Qin Yang came to the spirit, and it took so much effort, isn't it just to bury the sea secret book.

"Didn't you see it?" Burial Sea Daojun was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "You go and take a look again, the first and second volumes are on the highest floor of the Black Tower, and the third volume, I am already powerless to engrave it, I want you to cultivate the Zixiao Dao Sutra, now it is only the peak of the three yuan, you need only the second volume, and you don't need the third volume." ”

"On the ninth floor of the Black Tower?" Qin Yang was stunned, his face turned green, but he had been looking for a long time at that time, but he didn't see it at all.

"That's right there, is there anything else you want to know?"

Qin Yang hesitated for a moment, pondering that he would go back and take a look if it didn't work.

What else do you want to ask, there are indeed a lot of doubts......

"I want to know if the girl in the wedding dress and hijab is still alive?"

"Wedding dress?" Burial Haidaojun looked a little strange, looked up at the void above his head, and shook his head: "Don't worry, she can't die." ”

"Who the hell is she?"

"She?" Bury Hai Daojun smiled, and his smiling face was crooked: "You just need to know that when she got married, she was trapped here by Zixiao, a hypocrite, in order to provoke grievances, it is enough for you to take her out of here." ”

"I still have one of the most doubtful questions, why did you and Bury Haidaojun turn against each other back then?"

"Boy, what do you think my generation of monks is working hard to cultivate?"

"Afraid of death. ”

Fuhai Daojun opened his mouth, and after a long time, he said in a strange tone: "You are right, you are indeed afraid of death, everyone wants to live forever, but they don't want to die." ”

"No, I've seen quite a few people who practice not for the sake of immortality. ”

"Boy, you hate it very much, you know, if Lao Tzu still has half a point of strength now, he will definitely kill you first!"

"You continue. Qin Yang laughed dryly, suppressed what he wanted to say, and didn't raise the bar with the Burial Sea Daojun......

"Back then, we, Zixiao, discovered the opportunity to become an immortal, and it was at that time that he finally exposed that he was a hypocrite, and he trapped ...... Well, I trapped the wedding dress, provoked the relationship between the human race and the demon race, caused wars and disputes, set traps, and killed the strong people of all races, and finally fought with me for a million miles, and finally died together......"

Fuhai Daojun sighed: "Past grievances, in fact, who is right and who is wrong, who can say clearly, I also want to become an immortal, he also wants to become an immortal, what is an immortal, where is it, who knows." ”

"Shall we shake hands?"

"Hahaha, boy, do you want to surpass me?" Burial Sea Daojun laughed: "No one in this world can surpass me, Zixiao ended up in the hands of ants like you, I naturally want to be a step above him, how can I follow your wishes!"

Qin Yang had a bad premonition in his heart, and hurriedly pounced on the Burial Sea Daojun.

And the burial sea Daojun laughed, and the corpse suddenly exploded!

Qin Yang's eyes were quick, he only grabbed one foot, and flew out upside down.

After landing on the ground, Qin Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and grabbed the only remaining foot of the Burial Sea Daojun, and performed the skill of touching the corpse.

"It's not good for you to harm others, what are you trying to do! Only the body is left, and Lao Tzu can touch the corpse!"