Drink Cang Records

"Fengcheng is not a place to stay for a long time. Since the news of the Tianji's subjugation has spread, even if Brother Lu blocks the wave outside Fengcheng, there will be many people who will attack the two ancient seals in my hand."

"Then you go back to Yincang—"

"I understand what you mean, but before that, we might as well follow Cangsang's whereabouts to avoid going to the ghost prison. Even if those people want to chase and kill me, when the two worlds are at war, the people from Jiuque Tiangong will not Dare to be too blatant." Mu Qingyang's usually indifferent eyes flashed an inexplicable brilliance: "I'm so curious, what does he want Rong Yang to do?"

Ye Qiukuang stretched out his hand to bring Mu Qingyang onto the back of a giant sand eagle, and said in a heartbroken voice, "Can you stop meddling in your teacher Cang's affairs?"

"It's about your life, how can you say it doesn't matter? Whether I have the right to compete with Cangsang, this is just the beginning." Mu Qingyang took out a jade talisman, swiped it with one hand, and the jade talisman reflected a piece of self in the air. A map from the Windy City to the entire Ghostless Prison.After quickly scanning it and remembering it in his heart, Mu Qing raised his fingers and circled a mountainous area in the southeast direction: "Yue Qinglong had a slight hostility towards me when she just woke up, it should be because she wanted me to confront Rong Yang, So her word is believable."

"How much do you know about this Rong Yang?"

"This man is a disciple of the Wanfoshan Buddha in the Sanskrit Buddhist world. When he went down the mountain to cross the mortal world, he broke the precepts and married a woman. A few years later, he was discovered by the people of Wanfoshan. His wife hanged himself after being "enlightened" by the people of Wanfoshan. As a result, he fell into the path of the heart demon, and was imprisoned by the Ten Thousand Foshan Mountain at the bottom of the Futu Temple." Speaking of this, Mu Qingyang suddenly paused, thinking of the time when he first heard about this, he still wanted to lure Rong Yang back, It seems that after absorbing the memory of Ice Blood King Seal and Ling Cang Zhuan, his heart has hardened a lot.

It's just that the more hard-hearted his heart is, the more he recognizes the reality.

At this moment, the Sha Ying fluttered its wings and flew towards the ghost prison. Ye Qiukuang rested his chin and thought for a while, and said, "Buddhist son of Wanfo Mountain?"

"What's the problem?"

"Did I remember wrongly? There are no Buddhist disciples in this generation of the Sanskrit Buddhist world, and the Buddhist disciples can only be owned by the first sect in the Buddhist world. Wanfo Mountain is not the first Buddhist sect. The first Buddhist sect is Dari Tathagata Temple."

When he said this, Mu Qingyang's mind suddenly went blank, and then he fell into deep thought... No, Rong Yang should have committed a bloody crime in the Sanskrit Buddhist world, how could he not even have his identity, what happened? wrong?Even if it was hallucination, it is impossible for Rong Yang's memory to be wrong, just because when he fought Long Ying in the sea of ​​stars and flowers that day, he recognized the half-handed Dafan Infinite Sutra that he used, which also came from Rong Yang. Memory, definitely not because of his misjudgment.

... What did he neglect?

Mu Qingyang felt that she was only a thin layer of window paper away from the truth, and the breakthrough that was revealed... probably still in Cangsang.You can bring the dead back to life, spy on the memory of others, and change the fate of the dead... Cang Sang, who are you?

While thinking about it, suddenly several sword lights flew from behind him, Ye Qiukuang's eyes narrowed immediately, and when his consciousness swept across a group of Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators exuding fierce aura, he felt a little relieved... If he hadn't come after Qing Yang, he would have avoided causing trouble.

After they noticed this team of demon cultivators, the group of four mid-stage Nascent Soul and six late-stage Golden Core demon cultivators also saw them. With a perfect breath, the leader of a yellow-bearded demon cultivator was slightly taken aback, and a bit of fear appeared in his eyes.

It was supposed to pass by, but the yellow-bearded demon cultivator's spiritual consciousness casually swept across Mu Qingyang's body, suddenly his eyes were fixed, and then fixed on Mu Qingyang's back, and the light under his feet turned and flew towards Mu Qingyang.

"Fellow Daoist stay!"

Ye Qiukuang's eyes turned cold, and he stood in front of the yellow-bearded monk, "This fellow Taoist, if you have something to say, you don't have to get so close."

Ye Qiukuang's movement was too fast, before the yellow-bearded cultivator could react, he suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help being shocked. Knowing that he came here for shock, he forced a smile on the surface: "My lord Huang Hao , is under the command of Concubine Nan, who specializes in the way of blood demons, just now I saw that this little friend's cultivation is weak, but his aura of blood slaughter is so amazing, I really want to make a good relationship."

Ye Qiukuang couldn't help turning around and looking at Mu Qingyang who was also slightly confused: "Aura of blood slaughter?"

"My Blood Demon Dao can cultivate magic eyes to see the aura of blood slaughter. This old man has practiced Daoism for 600 years, and the aura of [-] blood slaughter is already superior to his peers. Although this little friend is young, he has the aura of a million blood slaughter , if I practice the way of the blood demon, I will be able to turn the aura of blood slaughter that ordinary people cannot see into a blood baby, and it will be just around the corner to become a god." After speaking, Huang Hao said eagerly: "His Royal Highness is the third son of the Prison Heaven Palace. One of the demon generals, if you are willing, I can strongly recommend it to Her Royal Highness Nanfei, and the spirit stone furnace and magic treasure cheats are all easy to discuss."

"Concubine Nan... well, she plays the flute very well."

Hearing the restless voice in the sea of ​​consciousness, Mu Qingyang twitched the corners of his eyes slightly, and secretly said: "If Your Excellency the Emperor Yin is awake, why don't you see if there is an attractive body among the Nascent Souls in front of you?"

Yin Huang seemed to have just woken up, and said lazily: "This is not possible, the beauty you admire, I haven't seen enough, how can you be willing to leave?"

If Emperor Yin had eyes, Mu Qingyang would definitely blind him at this moment, and said coldly: "If you don't want him, he won't be yours."

"Oh, what a young man, even if you say so, do you know how to flirt, and how to make him tactful after you get him?"

Mu Qingyang couldn't help imagining the scene, and suddenly felt that the whole person was not well, so he forcibly blocked Yin Huang's chattering pornographic topic.

"Qing Yang, why are you blushing..."

"It's nothing." Mu Qing collected himself and said, "I was born to attract ghosts in the first place, maybe it's because the ghosts killed too much that you misunderstood it."

Huang Hao's eyes were filled with inexplicable thoughts, and he said eagerly: "As long as my little friend nods, the old man can even recommend you to become a disciple of the disciple!"

This temptation is not insignificant, but Mu Qingyang still responded indifferently: "My two brothers were planning to join the Illusory Formless Demon General to build a reputation on the Western Front. Although Senior Nanfei is a giant in the ghost prison... , but after all, if we can’t dominate the frontal battlefield, it’s hard to fulfill our wish.”

When he said this, the monks observing the situation behind Huang Hao all showed anger, and one of the monks with a copper lock on his neck immediately sneered and said: "Little Huangkou, how can Her Highness Nanfei be compared to the illusion of nothingness? You'll be able to appreciate it on the battlefield within a month, so don't flash your tongue!"

Seeing that Mu Qingyang was determined to join Huan Wuxiang's subordinates, and Ye Qiukuang had an expression of rushing up to push himself into the ground at any time, Huang Hao frowned and sighed, threw a jade talisman and said : "The old man is sincerely looking for opportunities for you. If you can change your mind, Nanfei will reserve a place for you at any time."

Mu Qingyang took the jade talisman, nodded deliberately with a struggling expression, and watched the group of demon cultivators fly away.

"Let's go somewhere else."

Mu Qingyang changed into a windmill, tied the jade talisman to Shaying's leg, and let Shaying fly towards Fengcheng, and said indifferently: "He pretended that I didn't know that the most fierce infighting among the Blood Demon Dao was the Blood Demon Dao. Cultivators can devour each other's blood-slaughter aura to increase their strength. This old man is afraid to take risks because your cultivation base is much higher than his. Let's go quickly and let the old man chase his tracking jade charms when he brings back reinforcements, Hefeng City The people from the Heavenly Palace over there collided!"

Ye Qiukuang looked at his brother speechlessly...it was getting more and more cruel.

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The recruitment of the ghost prison demon army has always been loose. Basically, half of them are casual cultivators of the ghost prison. They only register their names, make up a camp and let them go to the battlefield.This kind of loose form once made Jiuque Tiangong generously send [-] monks to pretend to be the magic army to join the establishment in anticipation of receiving miraculous effects on the battlefield. The military tactics of the army were messed up by the command, and even before the effect of rebellion was achieved, they were killed and injured by the killing and seizing treasures among each other within the magic army.

"The so-called great hermit hides in the city. If they chase the reserve seal and chase it to the camp of the ghost prison and demon army, I will be convinced."

Received a soldier number that was not too high, Ye Qiukuang followed Mu Qingyang's suggestion and disguised himself as an ordinary foundation-builder cultivator together with him, and his appearance was also covered with a layer of illusion, which was not very conspicuous.

"Yesterday, I caught a short-sighted golden core and searched for the soul, but I didn't see that vixen." While speaking, Ye Qiukuang's gaze slowly drifted away from the boldly dressed witch outside the cave.

"Information exchange is also very frequent in the magic army, but no one has ever reported seeing a young man in white clothes and white hair, but there is another possibility... that is, everyone who saw him is dead, and Rong Yang is here. The chances are not small." Mu Qing raised his fingers to lightly light the table, his mind turned, and he said slowly: "I remember Rong Yang's aura, he was already a consummated god before he was imprisoned, and now he is a loose immortal, and I don't care. It will be a surprise."

Above the Nascent Soul, the baby becomes the Primordial Spirit, and after the Transformation, it is the Transcendence Tribulation and Ascension. The Transcendence Tribulation Shouyuan has a full 9000 years, and within 9000 years, you can ascend to the True Immortal after going through the Thunder Tribulation nine times. One hundred thousand years can be described as endless. According to legend, the master of the Nine-Que Heavenly Palace is a real fairy-like existence.

In the ancient times, the four giants of the true immortal rank, except for this old hooligan who rests in his mind because of people dying under the flowers, the master of Tiangong, the master of Hanhai, and the master of Sanskrit Buddha, all of them are closed until their life and death are unknown. The ground smelled like the rain was about to come.

After sorting out his thoughts, Mu Qingyang said: "I can't say Cangsang, but Rong Yang will definitely appear. I have read his memory, and he has hatred that he wants to vent. If I can solve Rong Yang's obsession Letting his obsession dissipate is tantamount to breaking Cangsang's reason for calling him back to life, I don't believe Cangsang will let his chess pieces mess around."

Ye Qiukuang had no choice but to interrupt the hesitant eye contact with the flirtatious witch cultivator, then turned to Mu Qingyang and said, "Don't meddle in his affairs, brother's intuition has always been accurate."

"...What are you lying to me about?"

Ye Qiukuang didn't speak, and turned his head to continue the unfinished eye contact with the Witch.

Mu Qingyang is very helpless towards his brother. Although his brother doesn't like to use his brain, he is very stubborn in what he decides, especially because he is a person who doesn't take his life seriously. This makes people feel especially bad, and he can't guess at all. Whether the matter buried in his heart is life-threatening or not worth mentioning.

Just as he was about to ask, Mu Qingyang suddenly heard the sound of a horn, followed by the sound of footsteps running outside the tent.Looking through the curtain, there are already monks flying towards the battlefield, all of them have greedy and cruel smiles on their faces.

"...There is no special person here to force them out, but if they don't come out, it seems that they will die at the hands of their own people." Mu Qing glanced around, and seven or eight pairs of prying eyes looked back.

Discipline is scattered in this demon army. If the disturbance is not too big, no one cares about killing people and seizing treasures in the camp. If you don't go to the battlefield to plunder the spoils, you will not be able to strengthen your own strength, and you will easily be eliminated as a dead man .

After all, this is a prison without ghosts, the land is barren, there are no minerals and elixir, only the rich and exposed Lingshi veins on the surface, the various conflicts caused by this, compared with the secret struggle in the middle domain, are more open and contentious.

"The few small foundation builders who were looking for trouble the day before yesterday were also much richer than the monks of the same rank in the Central Territory, but they didn't have many panacea in their pockets, magic weapons and so on. Only the cultivation base and spirit stones in the whole body are worth buying. Look." Ye Qiukuang has always been used to being robbed and robbed on purpose, and has rich experience in anti-robbery. After staying in this military camp for a day, he exchanged feelings with the assassins who were looking for trouble, the men exchanged feelings, and the women We had an in-depth exchange of feelings, and got a lot of positive side views about the customs of Wuyou Ghost Prison.

"So the cannibalism of the people here is fully exposed." Mu Qing raised his eyes slightly in surprise, and he heard the noise floating from across the mountain... It wasn't the sound of war, it was just the sound of people's dissatisfaction with something different. The wonder of what should have been.

The sky was covered with overcast clouds all of a sudden, and there was a lingering fragrance in the air, which became more and more intense, and the illusion of an extremely soft thin silk sweeping across the cheeks flashed by, and Mu Qing looked up. Gathering his mind, he turned around and saw Ye Qiukuang's eyes were a little dizzy, and the rest of the people around him were staring at the dark cloud in the distance without taking their eyes off it.

"what happened?"

No one answered him, Mu Qingyang gave Ye Qiukuang a small bunch of ice-blood thorns and stabbed his consciousness before he came to his senses, but even so, he still looked at the sky and murmured: "Brother smells... the scent of a woman."

...Co-author, all the girls you have taken in before are female orangutans?

Having said that, Mu Qingyang has to admit that although the fragrance in the air is strong, it is not greasy at all, just right, like a girl's slender hand caressing her cheek, pure and seductive.

"I think your brother is very thoughtful, unlike you, he doesn't know how to enjoy himself."

Mu Qingyang was speechless for a moment, and said, "How did you judge?"

Yin Huang suddenly coughed in a particularly proud tone, and said, "Because he saw my wife."

You are really open-minded...

The wife of the Yin Emperor, the legendary ghost queen?

Mu Qing looked up, but saw a black horse with four hooves wrapped in black mist breaking out of the thick cloud, and on the back of the black horse sat a barefooted black gauze woman, wearing a veiled hat, Surrounded by a large black translucent butterfly behind him, each butterfly is connected to a thin rope, and the rope forms a cage, inside which is a person with a golden shimmer all over his body.

The wind lifted the woman's veil, and half of her face was naturally painted with beautiful butterfly patterns. The pale golden pupils looked ahead, and when she turned her eyes and made every move, a dangerous and dangerous aura suddenly permeated. It is all hooked.

Yin Huang sighed quietly: "Xuan Gui has lost weight, she must have spent a lot of effort to assassinate the emperor, and my heart aches."

At the beginning, Mu Qingyang only glanced at the ghost queen, and then he was about to look away. Suddenly, he paused, and looked at the golden figure in the cage behind the ghost queen, his expression froze: "Rong Yang!"

The author has something to say: Jiluo’s physical book should be ready to ship today =w=~~