I stack buffs in a weird world!

Zhang Yang had no mercy on killing people. After all, if you want to survive in the weird world, you must be a good person.

At least in Qingyang Temple, good people are dead.

Take Yun Fei as an example. Don’t think that Yun Fei is trying to please him now. Once this guy is stronger than him.

Yun Fei will decisively kill him and inherit his legacy.

So in this world, strength is king!

Yun Fei, who was standing next to him, shivered with fear at Zhang Yang’s weird eyes, and muttered to himself, ‘Brother Zha Ren, who are you plotting against again? ’

“Yun Fei, check where these people are cutting wood.” Zhang Yang turned to Yun Fei and said.

Yun Fei nodded immediately. He didn’t know what Brother Zha Ren was going to do, but the less he knew, the safer he would be.

The stronger Brother Zha Ren was, the safer he would be.

If one day, someone stronger than Senior Brother Zharen is willing to recruit him, that's another story...

Tonight, Zhang Yang did not spy on Qingming and Tan Tan.

Raven died, and today he found a few birds as substitutes, but they are not as good as Raven in terms of endurance and sensory agility.

And today is not a full moon, the blessing of the power of the strange moon is not very great, he also has to be cautious.

No words all night.

"Where is Yun Kun? He didn't hand in the task yesterday, I want to ask him why."

The morning class just started, and the eldest brother stood up and questioned.

A group of people looked at each other, and Zhang Yang and others also looked around, looking like they didn't know anything.

Tan Tan's face suddenly changed, and he stood up and looked around.

"Didn't Yun Kun come back last night?"

Others still shook their heads without knowing.

Everyone knows that the night is more dangerous than the day. With the blessing of the strange moon, the evil spirits of the strange moon are more powerful.

On the contrary, during the day, there are special defense methods to avoid the pollution of the strange sun.

Yun Kun didn't come back from the wild overnight, I'm afraid he has...

Looking around the silent hall, Greedy's face became even uglier.

Without Yun Kun, the longest "leek", he might have to delay his advancement to the Rotten Bone Palm for some time.

"Okay, Greedy. Let's start the morning class!"

Abbot Qingming said calmly.

Greedy could only temporarily suppress his anger and sit on the cushion.

After the morning class, Zhang Yang was about to go to breakfast with Yun Fei.

"Junior Brother Zharen, wait a minute!"

The voice of the senior brother Greedy came from behind.

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows, turned around calmly and put his hands together, "Senior Brother, what do you want?"

Greedy walked forward and looked at Zhang Yang, "I heard from other disciples that Yun Kun followed you into the miasma yesterday?"

Zhang Yang's face suddenly showed a look of astonishment.

"Big Brother, this... seems like we all entered the miasma together. You know, we have to hurry up and collect the green-bellied ants."

He pretended to be innocent and explained.

Greedy frowned, seeing that Zhang Yang didn't look like he was lying, and what he said just now was just a trick to trick Zhang Yang.

After all, he knew Yun Kun's strength.

Except for the master, the second and third brothers, there might be no one in the entire Qingyang Mountain who could kill him.

But this Zhang Yang's origin is unknown, and he is an awakener, so there might be something fishy.

"Oh, Junior Brother Zharen, I heard that you are an awakener. I'm a little curious, what is your awakened ability?"

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, "Alas... To be honest, I awakened the most ordinary blood eye, which can only see through the fog. Otherwise, I can't find another way..."

After speaking, the blood pupil on his forehead squeezed out.

Greed looked at Zhang Yang's blood-red pupils and shook his head, "Well, it's really rubbish."

"..." Zhang Yang was speechless for a moment.

He kept complaining in his heart: 'Damn it, it's fine if other awakeners say it's rubbish, but you, an ordinary person, also say it's rubbish, why? Because you are so shameless? '

Although he complained in his heart, Zhang Yang had to pretend to smile bitterly and nodded when he heard Greed's words.

At this time, Greed completely dispelled his doubts about Zhang Yang. A woodcutter monk who had just entered the sect for a few days was not capable of killing a disciple who had advanced to the Qingming Hand.

Greed was too lazy to talk to Zhang Yang and left with a wave of his sleeves.

"Let's go, let's go eat too! Pay attention to the things I asked you to inquire about."

Zhang Yang said to Yun Fei beside him.

"Don't worry, senior brother!"

Yun Fei nodded quickly. He dared not forget what Zhang Yang told him.

After breakfast, everyone received the anti-miasma pills and walked down the mountain.

Yun Fei took the opportunity to start communicating with those people, and he returned to Zhang Yang with a smile on his face until he reached the strange forest at the foot of the mountain.

After following Zhang Yang into the miasma, he whispered, "Brother, I have found out everything. Yun Yi plans to go to the northwest to cut down trees, Yun Meng to the south, and Yun Xi to the southeast...”

Zhang Yang nodded. He also heard Yun Fei talking to these people on the way.

“Who else heard your conversation with them?”

Yun Fei frowned. “Tan Chi, Tan Wu, Yun Ju. These three are relatively close.”

Zhang Yang nodded. “Do you know where these people are?”

“I know that they live relatively close and often act together. And they have a fixed tree felling point.”

After saying that, he pointed to the northeast.

“Well, don’t move around here. Keep felling trees.” I'll go for a walk..."

Yun Fei nodded hurriedly. He didn't know what Zhang Yang was going to do, but he knew that he shouldn't delve too deeply into anything.

An hour later, the strange forest was silent, with the occasional "bang bang bang" sound of logging coming from afar.

"Uh..."

Yun Yi fell under the strange tree and groaned for the last time.

Zhang Yang walked out from behind the tree, picked up the Qingming worm that flew out of his body and put it into his mouth.

"The last one! ”

This was the last person in this batch of "leeks", and Zhang Yang harvested him first.

He finally collected 100 Qingming Hands, and he could vaguely sense another world... no, it should be said that he could sense another dimension.

Then the space in front of him began to distort, and a normal-sized strange hand with black magic stretched out from a space crack.

Zhang Yang looked at it with disdain, "This is too small..."

Before he finished speaking, strange hands flew out of the cracks one after another, crowded around him.

According to a rough estimate, there are nearly a hundred of them.

The Qingming Hand is a bit like the Hand of Hell of the zombie Doctor Strange.

"This is..."

Zhang Yang also felt that he had an idea and looked at his panel quickly.

Originally, the word "no" was written after the magical power, but now it is (Magic Power: Qingming Hand (1%)).

"Magic Power! ”

What is a supernatural power? The Buddhist scriptures say: Supernatural powers are those that can be combined with the power of God, and supernatural powers are inherently complete.

Hundreds of Qingming hands with black demonic energy were constantly flying around Zhang Yang.

“That’s not right. Greed and Yunkun’s Qingming hands are both huge, but mine are a group of mini Qingming hands. "

Zhang Yang frowned, not knowing what went wrong, but then he thought that this might be related to the system.

After all, he got the Qingming Hand through the system, not through hard practice.

He felt that he could use these Qingming Hands as easily as his own arms, and wanted to try out the power of these Qingming Hands.

With a thought, the Qingming Hands rushed out and blasted directly towards the strange tree opposite.

The strange tree, which was as thick as three people, was smashed into pieces in an instant, and its power was even greater than Yun Kun's.

And the consumption was almost zero. He estimated that at this level of consumption, he could maintain the magical power of Qingming Hand for three hours.

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand, and these Qingming Hands surrounded him as if they had consciousness, and slowly lifted it up in the air.

"The magical power Qingming Hand? Not bad! ”

The development degree is only 1% now. What will it be like if it reaches 100%?

He is looking forward to it!

In addition, he also got an immunity BUFF (fake), which is a bit low.