"Senior Brother Qin, I don't study much, so don't frame me." Facing his own life and death crisis, Zhang Zhengyi lost his sense of proportion.
The more you can't die on weekdays, the more you get used to dying, you will die completely, and you will be more afraid than ordinary people
"Junior Brother Zhang, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. I still value you very much. Although you have a lot of shortcomings, you are greedy for life and afraid of death, greedy for money and rich, digging graves, irresponsible, unreliable, and downwind. Just float, and be cowardly against the wind, but no matter what we say, we are also brothers of the same school, breaking bones and connecting tendons, making a fuss on weekdays, but when it comes to critical moments, we are still reliable"
? Qin Yang sighed, feeling quite touched, those who really have an intimate relationship, relatives and friends, fight and fight on weekdays, reveal each other's faults and hate each other innocuously, but at critical moments, when there are things, these people are still there.
Although Zhang Zhengyi is a bit arrogant, if there is really a big enemy in front of him now, he will definitely not betray his family. Speaking of it, Qin Yang still really does not want Zhang Zhengyi to die.
After all, Zhang Zhengyi is probably the only one in this world who loves archaeology so much, has high professional talent and high professional ability, and likes to put it into practice, especially for his own people who can help him.
Although there are definitely people with stronger professional skills in the robbery door, such as Uncle Meng.
However, Uncle Meng has changed from a worker to a master of teaching, and his love for his profession is far inferior to these young juniors. He is unreliable
"Junior Brother Zhang, you said that you didn't know how you learned about your Undead Divine Phoenix. Now that you have an explanation, you are the descendant of a powerful existence. Memory, one day, when your bloodline is awakened and your memory is revived, that existence will be equivalent to being resurrected in this world.
Since you have acquired some supernatural powers inexplicably, it means that this process has already begun, but now you have been hit by the resurrection curse, but it is a blessing in disguise, your blood is shaken, and the established process is disrupted. It will be lowered a lot, and it is not clear what it is, so you need to find more clues yourself"
"Senior brother Qin, please speak clearly"
"What I mean is, although you are a bit ugly, you can't die. As long as you get used to it, you can master these powers. If you want to know what bloodline you are and how to resolve it, you need to find more records. The older ones are the better, just because you are good at digging well, archeology, you can learn more about it, record everything you see and hear, and you will always find a solution."
"Senior brother Qin, do you want me to dig more ancient tombs?" Zhang Zhengyi tasted something
"What kind of grave is digging? How ugly. You are here to survive. You are just looking for ancient records, not for wealth and treasures. Remember to write down everything you see and hear!"
Zhang Zhengyi had a bitter face, always feeling that there was something wrong with Qin Yang's words, but he felt that what Qin Yang said was quite right.
He himself felt that the blood was a little different, and he had never heard of such an ancient thing. The blood was awakening, there was no doubt about it, otherwise, where would his supernatural power come from.
Since we want to search for ancient records, there are only two ways.
One is that there may be some records among the great schools that have been passed down for a long time, but the classics in these big schools cannot be seen at all, and there is no way to compare them to find the most correct one.
Then there is only one last way left, to go to archaeology.
It just so happened that he had professional skills and a hobby of archaeology, so it was naturally the most suitable way to do so.
Qin Yang sighed, and patted Zhang Zhengyi's shoulder heavily.
"If you find a solution, you can use the power hidden in your blood for your own use. Maybe one day in the future, you will become a big man with the title of Daojun. According to the person I went to ask for advice, your The bloodline, traced back to the original existence, is even more terrifying than the titled Daojun, it depends on what you do."
"That's all I have to say. I've said everything I need to say. It's up to you whether you become a victim of blood, or soar into the sky and dominate the world."
Zhang Zhengyi's eyes were red, and his expression was a bit ferocious. After a person was forced to a dead end, it was the beginning of a big change, especially with such a huge gap. He had no choice but to die or soar into the sky.
"Senior brother Qin, you framed me this time, and I also admit it. I just want to know how much of what you said is true."
"Junior Brother Zhang, would I lie to you about this kind of thing? It's 10% true!" Qin Yang raised his voice and raised one hand: "I, Qin Youde, swear to the sky, all of these words are from me." to teach someoneThe Yang body is the best way.
And if you want to cultivate a physique similar to the body of the blazing sun, it is best to practice in the corresponding environment. Jumping directly to the sun is the top choice.
It's a pity to settle for the second best thing, and the second best thing is that places with similar environments are not something his physical body can handle at the moment. As long as he gives up the magic weapon protection, he will be turned into ashes in no time, let alone practice there. .
Forcibly resisting with real energy, the physical body may not be able to withstand high-intensity and long-term outbreaks.
So it finally circled around, and then circled around the flesh again.
Many methods complement each other, and a shortcoming will bring everything else down to the level of shortcoming.
Although most monks are like this, Qin Yang can't bear it. He can clearly exert twelve points of power, but because of a shortcoming, after he completes his cultivation, he can only exert one point of power.
What's even more unbearable is that the once strongest physical body is now a bit unable to keep up with the progress and is lagging behind.
While walking, thinking about these things, I walked towards the eastern part of Nanman for several days without knowing it
Seeing a city located at the foot of the mountain again, Qin Yang walked to it, and when he reached the gate of the city, he saw an eye-catching guy first.
This man looks to be only in his thirties, with stubble on his face, and his face is full of weather-beaten vicissitudes. There are a lot of white hair mixed in the casually tied hair, and he is wearing a black dress, which looks like it has been around for a long time. haven't changed
The most eye-catching thing is that he is carrying a woman in a red wedding dress on his back. The woman is wearing a veiled hat, so her face cannot be seen clearly.
Many people were attracted by the man carrying the bride on his back.
Qin Yang looked at it and sighed, thinking that he was wearing a wedding dress like this back then
The difference is that the bride this man is carrying is not some lost strong man.
The bride's figure looks quite thin and petite, and her breath is also very weak, as if she is seriously ill, her vitality is weak, and she seems to be unable to hold on at any time.
Qin Yang watched this person enter the city, and the person next to him sighed.
"This guy is here again, really persistent"
"Fellow Daoist, do you know this person?" Qin Yang said casually, because the aura of the man just now always gave him a very strange feeling, as if he had known him before, but he had never seen this person before.
"You are from out of town." The person next to him concluded in one go.
"kindness."
"Hey, this guy is also a poor man. It has been more than three hundred years, and he has come here for the sixth time. He doesn't know how much energy he has spent in order to go to Heilinhai to find the elixir for his wife. Three hundred years It¡¯s still possible to keep his wife¡¯s life alive"
"What happened to his wife? What's his name? Does anyone know?"
"Who knows, I have been here for more than a hundred years, and I have met him twice. I only know that everyone calls him an idiot. He is very powerful. Since he entered the Black Forest Sea for the first time, he killed him After a strong man from Shenmen, no one dares to find trouble again. I advise you not to be too curious. He will leave after going to the Black Forest Sea for half a year at most. If you go to explore the Black Forest Sea, you will see him and run away Just do it."
"Uh" Qin Yang was a little stunned, how could he be near the Black Forest Sea.
"It's your first time here. Do you want a map? I've been here for a long time. It only takes three days to reach the southwest corner extending from the Black Forest Sea from the black corner city at my feet. Enter, go to the land thousands of miles away, I have all the safe routes here, as long as a fourth-grade spirit stone is guaranteed to be genuine, the uncertain part will also be marked on the map, I have been here for hundreds of years, and my reputation is absolute Guaranteed, you can go to the street and ask casually!"
After taking out the money and taking the map, Qin Yang entered the city. He could clearly feel that the atmosphere here is obviously different from other relatively comfortable places. The people here are more evil, which is obviously the result of long-term fighting. .
Moreover, the number of body repairs is obviously several times higher than that of the city they passed by before.
Qin Yang found an inn, spread out the map, and looked pensive.
"Why are you near the Black Forest Sea"
"Well, it's already here, why don't you go in for a walk? What if you're lucky, and if you fall, you can fall on the grave of Senior Heili?"
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