A great power in the early days of Qianyuan died silently in the painting world. I am afraid that when his soul dissipates, he will not be able to figure out what happened to the mace that really killed him.
At this time, Qin Yi did not dare to be complacent.
First of all, Bang Bang went to sleep after a blast... This kind of sleep is not like the overdrafted sleep before, you can be woken up by the sound of babbling after a few days of sleep. This is a kind of deep sleep that requires long-term digestion and recovery. I once tried it at Passer Peak, and it was a one-month sleep. This time, it may be longer. It is not uncommon for a year or a half, and an optimistic estimate will take about three months.
In case there is another strong enemy, you can't rely on Qianyuan's stick, you have to rely on yourself.
In theory, no strong enemy will come, but Qin Yi is not sure whether Feng Bulu's death will be perceived by Wu Shenzong. For example, what kind of fate card is broken, and then calculate the specific position, then the army will be dead.
This is entirely possible, so when dealing with that heavenly man, he was only able to capture but not kill, and mess up the sea of consciousness.
Now I can only hope that this place itself is a special zone blocked by the boundary membrane, and Feng Buliu's death in the painting world is equal to another plane. This is a double barrier to the boundary. The other party may not be able to calculate the specific location. Knowing that Feng Burui is dead.
That would be better.
But then again, no matter how the situation evolves, there is still a way out here, you can hide directly to the Netherworld. So no matter where you move to, it is better to hide here in the short term.
This is a very good place to practice.
And in this prisoner's dilemma, Senior Sister and Qingjun are not good at rejecting anything, it's even better...
Cough cough... Thinking about it crookedly, the fundamental thing is practice.
At present, the one with the most potential for improvement is Qingjun, because she is the first to encounter the transformation of "door" fragments, this kind of plug-in improvement is too helpful for her practice. Similarly, Qin Yi's own improvement will not be bad, because he hasn't had time to use it since he got the big fragment of Shenglong Peak.
So this piece of debris can help him and Qingjun to improve together in a short period of time.
In addition, things that were not done before due to the lack of time can also be done by the way, such as smearing the mace with ghostly sand and moonlight sand to cover up the particularity of its material. No time for this.
The pile of materials that the senior sister got before said that you want to make calligraphy, you can also do it here.
It will be a quiet and gentle rest until something happens.
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The plan is full, the reality is very skinny.
Everyone has only practiced here for less than ten days, and basically only had time to complete the things they hadn't done before.
Even Li Qingjun, who is most devoted to practicing in the field of trial painting, has not had time to make any breakthroughs, and the accident has already come.
This is the burial chamber. The burial chamber has a main control point. Therefore, when Qin Yi and others were practicing seriously, Qingcha was responsible for squatting on a crystal ball in the corner to see the panorama of the tomb.
The adults are all cultivating, and the little ghost has gone to bed. There are no fish to poke at here, and there is nothing worth painting. The uncle did not let him run around, saying that he was afraid of triggering the mechanism.
So what else is there to do, just stare at a ball
so boring.
At first, Qingcha thought that this job was not made of tea leaves, and that it could suffocate a tea to death. But it soon became apparent that it was actually quite fun.
Because the position of the Boundary Membrane Teleportation Array can be seen in the crystal ball, the outside can be seen from that place, that is, the deep sea bottom, and the visible range is still large.
Just like the modern people looking at the underwater world through the screen, the eyes are full of strange eyes, and they will not be able to see enough for a while.
There are very strange looking fish, never-before-seen shells, moving sponges on rocks, and sunflowers like sunflowers, and I don't know if it's a plant or an animal shaking.
It's completely different from the various fishes seen in the shallow sea, it's like coming to another world, it's so fun.
Qing Tea can't take his eyes off it.
After a few days of watching, a figure appeared on the "screen".
The figure glanced at the teleportation array outside the boundary membrane and entered directly.
Qing Cha was stunned for a moment, then jumped up: "Master! Uncle Master! Someone is here!"
Qin Yi closed the fire, Ju Yunxiu left Lingchi, and Li Qingjun jumped out of the painting world.
A dark shadow flashed through the crystal ball at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.
"It's a strong one!" Qin Yi grabbed the crystal ball and quickly lifted the lid of the coffin: "Go, enter the Netherworld for a while, and see what's going on!"
With a "whoosh" sound, the four of them passed by the corpse, went straight into the abyss beneath the coffin, temporarily suspended below, and quietly observed the state of the tomb through the crystal ball.
The world of the underworld is dark and boundless, and it is difficult to spread spiritual thoughts. It is a good hiding place. If you run in any direction, it will be difficult for the other party to find you there.
The lid of the coffin was closed again, and at about the same time, the visitor had reached the position of the false tomb at the top.
I don't know any news about the person who came, anyway, as if he knew that there was another universe under the fake tomb, he directly slammed his hands like swords, and cut into the floor like cutting tofu.
The more than ten-meter-thick floor didn't even stand in the way, and a gap opened silently, and the man floated in and stood directly beside the black coffin.
Qin Yi, who was hiding in the abyss, saw the person's appearance through the crystal ball.
He was a man of less than thirty appearances, with a mustache on his lips, a clear face, bright eyes, and a handsome appearance.
His complexion was slightly pale, but his spirit did not feel the pale, weak or feminine at all, but rather a sense of sternness and majesty.
The most important thing is that Qin Yi can't see his cultivation.
It is like a fog, and it is like the boundless secluded place where it is at this time, unpredictable and unseen.
Not to mention Qin Yi, not even Ju Yunxiu's cultivation on the seventh floor of Huiyang at this time.
Even if you can't see it, it's a sign: the lowest Qianyuan.
Everyone's hearts are tight. How come there are so many Qianyuan in this world, all piling up and rushing out
The man glanced at the coffin unintentionally, and Qin Yi looked at the man from the crystal ball, as if he was looking at him on purpose.
Qin Yi felt cold all over his body.
Who is this man
But after the man glanced at it, he didn't do anything. Instead, he walked slowly around the tomb with his hands behind his back, looked at the other flower that had been picked with two petals, and smiled slightly.
Then he went to the Pill Stove, looked at the slightly hot stove, looked at the ground fire that was extinguished soon, and nodded.
Finally, he returned to the front of the coffin and opened the coffin to take a look.
That slightly smiling look finally laughed out loud: "Heh... just pick a flower, all the rest is there, not bad, not bad, you can be regarded as a gentleman... As a gentleman, there is nothing invisible, you might as well come out from the quiet area. See, you can also do your best to the friendship of the landlord."
Qin Yi looked at each other in dismay, and the same thought appeared in their hearts: The reincarnation of the original owner here
How could it be so coincidental that they didn't come sooner or later, and they came here when they were here