"We can't keep up with the Lord. The bearded patriarch in animal skin let out a long sigh.

A bunch of Daomen ghosts lowered their heads together, ashamed.

At the beginning, they actually had some ideas, and they came to be the backer and backing of the door owner.

However, the reality is not quite what you think.

What strength and achievements they had during their lifetime, at most there was a foundation here, in fact, everyone can be regarded as a similar starting line.

They can be a little faster than others, or because the master of the door has prepared an opportunity for them.

Now their master doesn't know what to do, but they are still down there, and they can't help at all.

"The patriarch taught me a lot. The crowd bowed their heads in unison.

However, the matter of the bridge has stabilized, and now only the two people who are focused on this matter are left, constantly resting and reinforcing, trying every way to make this bridge stable forever, and it is best to withstand all kinds of aftermath.

One specialized in pure construction skills, and the other began to think of ways to study how to enter the Nai River without dying.

The method they use doesn't need to be studied, the kind of method that doesn't have the method of dissemination, it's useless to study it, what they want is a way that can be replicated and disseminated, even if it's just limited dissemination.

"There are a lot of warning signs left by the door master, and in every Jedi we encounter in the land of Yellow Springs, there are warning signs left by the door master, and every warning sign is actually an opportunity given to us by the door master.

You have to hurry, you have to chew too much, you have to find a suitable one for yourself as soon as possible, and then find a way to get out of this place and move on.

There are already a lot of people who have left the land of Yellow Springs, and the master of the door alone will definitely be in danger.

Even if all the necromancers knew that the bridge was built by our Daomen, there would probably be only a few who would accept our affection.

And the master of the door is alone in front, I'm afraid his identity will not be revealed......"

The bearded man asked the others to figure it out together and work together.

"Ancestor, I see the way for the necromancers to leave the land of Yellow Springs, and the way for the undead to descend in the Jedi is completely incompatible with those who enter this place.

They need to resolve the great obsession, but we may not, and I have watched one of them descend on the dead to transcend the great obsession, and when he leaves, it seems to be stepping away and swaying up.

Behind the Yellow Springs Land, it may not be cut off from the Yellow Springs, but ...... above."

The longest road in the land of Yellow Springs, the most patronized Jedi, called exploration, in fact, it is crazy to make chances Xu Tianyan spoke.

"What do you mean? Can you still fly up suddenly? When you cross the Nai River, you haven't tried, it's definitely not that simple......"

Bu Mingbai replied very casually.

Then immediately after, I saw a bunch of ghosts, staring straight at him.

"What do you see me doing?"

"It's a genius that you can wake up first. The bearded man couldn't help but praise Bu Mingbai.

"That's really good, we have ignored the previous things, we can give it a try, the same method as the Dunai River, we built a bridge before, and now we can build a tower of Babel. ”

"It's extreme, it just so happens that I have built the structure of the Yellow Springs Land, and I have found the most central place here, if the speculation is true, above this place, is the next layer, and if you build the Tower of Babel in this place, you will definitely be able to reach the next layer. Xu Tianyan stretched out his hand and waved, evolving the overall appearance of the Yellow Springs Land.

A bunch of people started brainstorming, and ideas started popping up.

Even the guy who was still working on repairing the bridge was pulled back and asked him to contract a new project, a very challenging new project.

At least this time, there is no need to spend a lot of time doing blind exploration, all that is needed is pure technical content.

Thus, the second project of Daomen began.

Collecting materials, simple, looking for them in various Jedi, now the conditions are much better than before, and it is also for this reason to study and upgrade the Nai He Bridge.

Looking for someone?

Simple, in the land of Yellow Springs, there are all kinds of dead spirits who are willing to come to work for nothing.

After all, it's something that's good for everyone.

The vigorous cause of building towers began directly.

"What a talent. The family moved the chair given by Qin Yang, sat on the top of the mountain, looked at the Babel Tower one day at a time, and couldn't help but sigh again.

Twenty years later, a giant tower with a thick bottom and a thin top, like climbing the stairs, appeared in the center of the Yellow Springs.

The only thing that can cross boundaries and not be suppressed in the Land of the Dead is the purest skills.

Therefore, when building the Tower of Babel, except for the steps of grinding, cutting, plasticizing, transporting materials, etc., they did not dare to use any methods, and not a single rune was inlaid on it.

It's just that I'm afraid of wasting my effort, and I finally got out of the Tower of Babel, and in the end, I can't reach the sky, and I can't cross the boundary.

This step is strictly controlled, otherwise, they may build a Tower of Babel that can cross the height of the world, and they will not be able to cross that invisible boundary.

A group of ghost talents have long summed up the rules of this realm of the dead.

When the Tower of Babel was built and broke through 129,600 zhang, a huge floating island suddenly appeared in the sky above, like a large shadow, covering the sky.

But when the people who repaired the tower walked down to the highest floor, the floating island immediately disappeared without a trace.

The Tower of Babel project was a success.

......

Qin Jingye continued to sit by the coffin of the prime minister, waiting for someone to come.

"Suddenly, there were a lot of people coming, and within an hour, there were three people. ”

After the black wind swept by, and after it dispersed, I saw a guy with a folding fan and a commotion, walking out of the black wind.

"Door Master!"

Bu Mingbai hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"It turned out to be you, besides, I'm not your master, you recognized the wrong person. ”

"The master of the door is walking too fast, we have to try our best to catch up, presumably in a few days, many of you will come up. ”

"Huh?" Qin Yang asked.

"That's right, with the help of the opportunity left by the door owner, we ...... Balabala...... So, we built a tower of Babel, and fortunately, it became a ......."

"Hmm???" Qin Yang had a question mark on his face.

Is this all right?

In other words, Daomen is easy to be targeted, is it because the brain circuits of this group of ghosts have always been different from ordinary people?

In case the play is smashed, it's okay, choose a brain circuit with a normal point to come out and it's over.

"Master, what's the problem?"

"No, there is no problem at all, pure skills and one-word tricks are completely unaffected here, you just built a tower of Babel that is more than 100,000 zhang high. ”

Qin Yang shook his head decisively, in contrast, this Tower of Babel is no longer a thing.

After learning about the following situation, Qin Yang turned out a small notebook and pen.

The procedure that should be followed still has to be followed.

"That's right, now there are two choices in front of you, oh no, it's three, depending on which one you choose. ”

First, being washed into a white number to die, according to the data fed back by Wang Baiqiang, although washing into a white number is equivalent to changing a person, a new creature, but this kind of human race, the probability of the human race regenerating the human race is relatively high, and the talent is quite good.

Second, go to life directly with memories, the disadvantage is that the probability of being a person is relatively low, but the advantage is that you have experience, even if you are almost talented and don't be a person, the chance of starting over will be higher than the former.

After all, if the former is not guided, he may only become a somewhat spiritual mortal in a remote mountain village, spending a short life as a mortal.

The third way, of course, is to stay here, maybe this group of guys, stay here, and the role will be a little greater.

Since he is a member of the Daomen, Qin Yang saved a lot of tongues from fooling people, and directly gave a multiple-choice question for Bu Mingbai to do.

"Well, let's stay for now, and ask the ancestor before talking. Bu Mingbai didn't make his own decision.

"Heh......" Qin Yang pouted, he, the master of the door, is the master of the mouth, and he doesn't have to listen to the bearded patriarch if he has something.

"Of course, the patriarch hasn't come yet, I'll listen to the master. Bu Mingbai hurriedly couldn't say a word.

"I suggest you choose the first one. ”

"Then I'll choose the second one. ”

Qin Yang pursed his lips and said in his heart, fortunately, I didn't think that I was your Laoshzi sect master, take a look, I said to choose the first, you will choose the second.

Originally, I thought that after all, he was one of the few people in the friendly camp here, and he would give you a chance to choose, but he might as well help him choose.

Qin Yang was too lazy to say it, and directly rekindled Bu Mingbai's vitality, and then cut off the memory of Bu Mingbai's choice after seeing him, and the provincial one knew that he could control the first and second choices.

After all, nominally, he can only send people to the dead, but all the details, all the things are uncontrollable, random faces.

Sending Bu Mingbai away, Qin Yang sighed.

This group of ghosts, fooling things around, he can already imagine that the next thing is the necromancer who arrives here, and it will enter the stage of a big explosion.

It is true that there will be more test samples he wants, but this time there will be so many that he can't care about them at all.

Moreover, he is now a member of the Emperor of Xudu on the surface, and he has to pretend to be a member of the Fujun family, it is easy to operate if there are fewer people, and the risk of overturning will rise sharply if there are more people.

Not to mention, there are not so many people who come now, and the forces they belonged to before their deaths.

After thinking about it, it is still weak, and I have to find someone to share it.

Qin Yang came to Si Xiang's coffin to watch, since this thing relapsed, it was really like dead, and he still hadn't woken up.

"Si Xiang, wake up quickly, do something, don't just fall asleep as a token. ”

......

The eighty-first floating island, in the void at the end, rolled up a whirlpool, under the interplay of light and shadow, a stream of divine light flashed, as if there was a large brush, in the volley, depicting a magnificent giant gate.

The whole body of the giant gate is pitch black, like gold and jade, and on the two gates, there is a huge skeleton relief, as if he is stretching out his hand to close the door, and it seems to be pushing the gate open.

Under the huge skull relief, the bones of various creatures are intertwined and imprinted on the giant gate.

When the giant gate is condensed, the sound of heaven descends, turning into a concrete note, lingering near the giant gate, treacherous and evil, but full of the meaning of the right way of heaven and earth.

At the moment when the giant gate appeared, several figures appeared on the edge of the floating island out of thin air.

A silent sword cultivator had a relationship with Qin Yang before, and after nodding to each other, they went their separate ways.

One is Xiao Zhenren who disappeared in the land of Yellow Springs, but this one took the right path and resolved the great obsession before leaving the land of Yellow Springs.

There is also a person who can only see the figure in the dark shadow, and I don't know what race it is.

Immediately after, Si Ming appeared, he just glanced at it from afar, and immediately turned around and left.

......

"My lord, that's it, the first time the door appeared, the subordinates came. ”

"Oh, don't worry about the door, no one will be able to push it open for a moment anyway, we have more important things to do now. ”

Qin Yang just listened to Si Ming's description and immediately dispelled the idea of joining in the fun.

His purpose is not to fight for anything there, besides, with his rich experience, it can probably be inferred that those who rush to the front will not get any farts in eight or nine out of ten, and all the benefits will be taken by the later ones.

"Can you understand?" Qin Yang threw Si Ming a plan, which listed in detail how to operate and how to build a temporary department, the Department of the Afterlife.

"If you can understand it, you can understand it, it's ......"

"What's it?" Qin Yang glanced at the coffin of Si Xiang who was watching and kicked it lightly: "Si Xiang, don't sleep, get up and work, I can't do this job." ”

"My lord, I promise to do it. Si Ming hurriedly swallowed back the words in his mouth, and honestly went down to do things.

He quietly glanced at Si Xiang's coffin, and said in his heart, the adults recruited by Si Xiang this time are not ordinarily strong, otherwise he would not dare to speak to Si Xiang like this.

However, if you die, it's really not a big problem.

Si Ming, a familiar face of the Ancient Underworld, began to work in anticipation of the coming wave of necromancy.

As expected, the day when I moved my mouth and only did the most critical core steps finally saw the light of day, although it was not the same as I imagined.

Si Ming is very easy to use, it is not a loss to be a person who was the warden of Zhenling Prison before his death, and the best thing is that he is still the person of the minister, he can be trusted, he can be called at will, if it doesn't work, he will sacrifice the minister, and if it doesn't work, it will work.

In just a few days, Si Ming had already found some of the old departments of the ancient underworld from the tide of necromancers, and recruited some necromancers to do some peripheral hard work.

As a result, the first floating island, simple buildings, began to appear rapidly.

At the edge, a decent platform was also built, and the staff of the Ancient Underworld were there to guide the necromancers and send them to the Department of the Dead.

The recording staff began to record the life of the other party, and those newly recruited peripheral personnel acted as thugs, and when they encountered some uncooperative, they took it directly.

If there is a big guy who can't be provoked, then please go in first, and hand it over to Minister Qin, Qin Yang personally went into battle, and after consulting the other party's opinion, he loves to die and die, and if he doesn't want to die, let the other party go forward, and clearly inform the other party that there is no hair in front of him.

A few months passed, and the first wave of necromancy was over.

As a result, as a benefit, the first batch of employees, especially those who have completed the recording work and have to be cut to record their memories, get a benefit, and they can also die.

The gossip circulating inside is the death that Minister Qin is particularly concerned about, and it is said that after the death, the chance of good talent will be relatively high.

So, everyone is more positive......

After all, the realm of the dead has been in the realm for a long time, and who doesn't know what kind of bird this hellish place is.

After sending off this group of recorders, Qin Yang lay on the recliner and looked at the experimental materials that he had been busy with for several months, and breathed a sigh of relief.

If he had come by himself, he would have been busy for decades.

It's still organized, the big guy just moves his mouth and masters the core technology, and the coolies are left to the people below.

Tens of thousands of experimental participants, all kinds of them, even if only one percent of them have feedback, it is enough to support some conclusions, enough for him to summarize some rules.

And there will be a steady stream of necromancy in the future, as long as you have almost mastered it, you can summarize it almost completely.

His only possible back road at the moment may turn out to be a real back road, and it is a perfect choice.

If it was really after his death, everything could easily return to its original state without much effort, and Qin Yang would not be interested in continuing to stay here.

As for the battle of those giants, if you don't participate, don't participate, and return to the world of the living to be resurrected, isn't it fragrant?

It's best to do a perfect and controllable back road before those giants come, and when the time comes, if you are unhappy, you will directly lift the table and run away, and whoever has the ability will chase out from the realm of the dead and kill Lao Tzu.

Even if you are chased out, you are not afraid, but after being killed, you will go around from the realm of the dead and go back.

Huh?

Thinking about it this way, isn't this another kind of immortality?

And you can change the vest every time, no one knows yet.

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Yang immediately turned over and jumped up, full of energy.