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He took out the gold ingots in stock and threw them into the wooden box at the bow, but the gold ingots were annihilated by the wind and turned into nothing.
Qin Yang was slightly taken aback, obviously this thing is not acceptable.
I took out the broken silver and copper coins that I used when I was struggling, and continued to throw them in. The same result was the same, and I couldn't throw them in at all.
Qin Yang pondered for a moment, stretched his head to look at the money stored in the wooden box, and didn't understand why other people's money was fine, but his own was not?
Take out the spirit stone and try again, still the same result.
"Boater, what exactly do you want?"
The tall and thin figure of the punting boat stood quietly at the stern of the boat, holding the scull without saying a word, just waiting.
Qin Yang silently took out all kinds of things and scattered them in large quantities, from paper money, to gold and silver, to various materials, even low-level magic weapons, and even garbage secret treasures, all of which could not be thrown into the wooden box.
If you can't throw it in, Qin Yang can't get on the lonely boat.
"I beg you, just say something, what exactly do you want?" Qin Yang was almost driven crazy
It should be said that the boatman wants gold and silver goods, but he does not want his own.
?Conjecture that the boatman might be someone who saved the dead, and he doesn't want the paper money either
Sitting on the boulder and thinking for a long time, Qin Yang's heart moved, he put out the incense burner, lit a handful of spiritual incense, and stuck it inside.
Spiritual incense is the most widely circulated incense candle in the world of cultivating immortals, and any ghosts and ghosts can draw strength from it.
In this tall and thin boatman, there is neither vitality nor death. Since he can ferry in this big river full of ghosts, maybe the spirit incense should be useful, right?
The spiritual incense is lit, and the aroma curls up, hovering above the incense burner, turning into strands of light gauze, which lasts for a long time.
The tall and thin boatman who stood motionless at the same spot turned his head and seemed to be looking at Qin Yang.
Immediately, the light smoke hovering above the incense burner was drawn into a line, and was sucked dry by the tall and thin boatman in one breath. In just a few breaths, a handful of spiritual incense was turned into ashes.
Qin Yang lit another one and inserted it into the incense burner, stretching out his hand to pretense.
"Boater, I'm not from this place, and I don't understand the rules here. You can give me some advice on what to pay for the boat ticket."
After inhaling three handfuls of spiritual incense, the boatman slowly raised his thin right hand, which seemed to be covered with a layer of dry skin, and pointed at Qin Yang.
In an instant, Qin Yang felt a response from the round light suit
Qin Yang suddenly realized, took out a set of spare round light suits, and threw them into the wooden box.
This time, there was no obstacle, and the round light suit fell into the wooden box easily.
The invisible force standing in front of him also dissipated.
Qin Yang lifted his foot and stepped onto the wrecked boat with ease.
"Dingling"
The bell hanging on the bow of the boat rang, and the boatman shook the oars, steered the broken boat, and sailed towards the endless water.
The water surface is as calm as a mirror, only when the boat passes by, there will be a slight ripple in the rear, but it will completely calm down after it spreads out for a few feet.
The creaking sound of the oars sounded rhythmically, and Qin Yang sat on the boat, thinking secretly.
Among the legends about the Black Forest Sea, there is a legend that fragments of the ancient underworld once fell in the Black Forest Sea.
Looking at this strange big river, and the boatman on the boat who is punting and rowing, Qin Yang already understands in his heart that the legend is probably true.
This should be the legendary Styx ferryman.
According to the legend, there were five major water veins in the ancient underworld, and the water veins of the ferrymen of the Styx accounted for only two of them.
In addition, this big river has its own Sumeru, its color is dark gold, and there are thousands of resentful ghosts hidden in it. When the resentful ghosts float up, its color is like blood, and its smell is soaring to the sky.
It should only be a branch of the Huangquan water vein among the five major water veins.
?The real main vein, if there is no bragging in the records, it is shaped like the sea, with its own sumeru in every inch, and it is boundless in the eyes of the living beings, and there is no time to cross it.
That is to say, the main vein is not close, and it is impossible to see how wide it is. This one is probably just a very thin small tributary.
However, even so, without the help of the ferryman, crossing the river by oneself is like embarking on an endless road to a secret place, and it will never be possible to set foot on the other side.
The lone boat driven by the ferryman is the only safe way for outsiders to cross it.
Qin Yang glanced at the wooden box whose bow had disappeared, and secretly slandered in his heart.
No wonder the ancient underworld was destroyed,??The desperate Yin and Yang beasts also disappeared together
Another half day later, someone came here again.
The visitor was a white-haired man with a youthful face, dressed in gaudy colorful clothes, and a big bird with colorful feathers stood on his shoulder.
After arriving at the shore, the young man waited quietly, waiting for the ferryman to pull the boat to the shore.
The big colorful bird standing on the man's shoulder nodded slightly at the ferryman and spit out words.
"It's time to work."
Then he told the white-haired boy, "Tianlin, pay."
The white-haired boy nodded in agreement, took out two strange-looking copper coins with a cold and strange smell, and threw them into the wooden box
Another day later, another person came to the shore.
A vicissitudes-faced elder brother with white hair mixed with it, came to the shore with his woman on his back.
This time, the ferryman, who had been silent throughout the whole process and didn't even make any other moves, bowed slightly after seeing Brother Cangsang.
Brother Cangsang bowed back and threw a piece of worn-out banknotes into the wooden box. The moment it fell into the wooden box, it looked ordinary, like a piece of torn paper banknotes, with a glimmer of light.
"Thank you, senior."
Two people, only paid for the ferry ticket for one person, but the ferryman did not stop him, and still took him to the other side
But here, Qin Yang, who had already boarded the other side first, didn't know that this place had become lively, and there were several groups of people following behind
No one even knows if someone else came first.
Following the guidance of the footprints, Qin Yang traveled all the way and traveled thousands of miles, but he still didn't see anything that moved.
The earth is dark and extremely cold, and the mountains are rolling and rolling. Apart from this, there is no vegetation to be found.
However, not long after following the trail, the mountains suddenly disappeared, as if separated by an invisible line, and the front suddenly turned into an endless plain.
The mist formed by the gathering of yin qi shrouded the sky and the earth, making it hard to see clearly, but Qin Yang felt it. After arriving here, the sense of crisis in his heart suddenly rose, and every step forward, it would become more and more Danger.
However, the footprints still extend forward.
Qin Yang didn't know whether to continue walking along the trail.
?Because the trajectory shown by the footprints is not necessarily correct, it is just an objective record of the footprints of the Taoist buried in the sea.
"Mingzhe"
In the mountains behind, the echo resounded. Qin Yang looked back and saw a phantom on the ridge, flickering frequently. After a few breaths, the crazy ancestor suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Mingzhe, where have you been? Didn't you let you watch the fire as a teacher? It all depends on the fire"
The Crazy Patriarch grabbed his arm and almost crushed his arm, rambling on endlessly.
"Master Wei caught another two-headed snake of a different species just now, and he was going to make soup for you, but who would have thought that you ran here, and Master Wei has no money in his hands, so he can only pay the boatman with food. , don't worry, I'll grab another one for you as a teacher, there should be quite a few here"
"Master, if you pinch it any further, my hand will be broken." Qin Yang pointed to his arm with a bitter face.
"Oh, coming in as a teacher has made great progress, and I can't control my strength" The crazy ancestor hurriedly let go of his hand.
Qin Yang secretly sighed, why did the crazy ancestor come after him again?
Hearing what he meant, what an unlucky bastard, he was caught again, and was given to the ferryman as a boat ticket?
This product is really enough to carry
What is more memorized is myself, this unstable human-shaped nuclear bomb is by my side, and I don¡¯t know when I will die
"Master, didn't you go after the people of the Nether Sacred Sect? Have you found the treasure book of the secret code of the underworld?"
"Nonsense, the treasure book of the secret book is in good condition in the sect, how could it be stolen by the waste of the Nether Sect?" The mad ancestor shook his head and categorically denied it.
"Okay, Master, I still have important things to do, why don't you go and see if you can catch another heterogeneous double-headed snake. The soup I made before is pretty good"
"No, the aura here is weird, there is almost no spiritual energy in the world, the cloudy energy is soaring to the sky, and the evil energy covers the sky. Maybe there will be something powerful. You are still young and your strength is not good enough. You can't handle it yourself. You follow as a teacher." The old ancestor looked serious, but after saying this, he became a little confused: "Mingzhe, you are here"
"" Qin Yang sighed and gave up the treatment.
Don't think about it, just follow the footsteps.
Qin Yang walked ahead, followed by the bewildered mad ancestor, who was going to ask a question in a while.
"Mingzhe, where is this?"
"Hey, Mingzhe, you're here too."
"Mingzhe, are you hungry? I made soup for you for my teacher" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com); "" Qin Yang sighed and gave up the treatment.
Don't think about it, just follow the footsteps.
Qin Yang walked ahead, followed by the bewildered mad ancestor, who was going to ask a question in a while.
"Mingzhe, where is this?"
"Hey, Mingzhe, you're here too."
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