Chapter 463 Return of the Original Owner (Monthly Ticket 3000 Plus More)

A powerful man in the early Qianyuan period 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 moment, Qin Yi didn't dare to be complacent.

First of all, Bangbang went to bed after a blast... This kind of sleep is not like the overdrawn sleep before. After a few days of sleep, I can be woken up by the sound of babbling. This is the kind of deep sleep that needs long-term digestion and recovery. I have tried it in Kefeng, and I slept for a month. This time it may be longer. A year or so is not uncommon. Optimistically, it will take about three months.

In case another strong enemy comes again, he can't rely on the Qianyuan Cudgel, he has to rely on himself.

Theoretically, no strong enemy will come, but Qin Yi is not sure whether Feng Buli's death will be perceived by the Wushenzong. For example, if the life card is broken or the like, and then calculated to the specific position, then the army will die if it presses down.

This is entirely possible, so when dealing with that celestial being, he only captured but did not kill him, messing up the sea of ​​consciousness and finishing the matter.

Now we can only hope that this place itself is a special area blocked by the boundary membrane. In addition, Feng Buli died in the painting world, which is equal to another plane. This is a double barrier of the plane. It was learned that Feng Buli was dead.

That's better.

But having said that, no matter how the situation will evolve, there is still a retreat here, which can directly hide in the Netherworld. So no matter where you move to, it is better to hide here in the short term.

This is a very good practice place.

Currently, the one with the most potential for improvement is Qing Jun, because it is her first time to experience the fragmentation transformation of the "door", and this kind of plug-in improvement is of great help to her practice. Similarly, Qin Yi's own improvement will not be bad, because he has not had time to use it since he got the big piece of Shenglongfeng.

So this piece of debris can help him and Qingjun improve together in a short period of time.

In addition, you can also do things that you didn’t have time to do because of time constraints, such as smearing the mace with phantom sand and moon hazy sand to cover up its special material. No time for this.

A bunch of materials that the senior sister got before said that she wanted to make calligraphy by herself, and she can also make it here.

This will be a quiet and gentle downtime until something happens.

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The plan is full, but the reality is very skinny.

Everyone has only practiced here for less than ten days, and basically only had time to finish the things they didn't do before.

Even Li Qingjun, who devoted himself most to practicing in the world of trial painting, had not had time to make any breakthroughs before the accident happened.

This is the tomb, and the tomb mechanism has a master control point, which was tried at the ancient pine layman. So when Qin Yi and the others were seriously practicing, Qingcha was in charge of squatting at a crystal ball in the corner to see the panorama of the tomb.

The adults are practicing, and the little ghost has gone to sleep. There are no fish to poke here, and there is nothing worth drawing. The uncle does not let him run around, saying that he is afraid of touching the mechanism.

So what else is there to do but stare at a ball?

Really boring.

At first, Qingcha felt that this job was not done by tea leaves, it could suffocate tea to death. But it soon became apparent that it was actually quite fun.

Because the location of the boundary membrane teleportation array can be seen in the crystal ball, and the outside can be seen from that place, that is, the bottom of the deep sea, and the visible range is still very large.

Just like modern people watching the underwater world through a screen, their eyes are full of strange things, and they can't get enough of it for a while.

There are very strange looking fish, shells that have never been seen before, some moving sponges on the rocks, and some are shaking like sunflowers, whether it is plants or animals.

It is completely different from the various fishes seen in the shallow sea, it seems to be in another world, it is so fun.

Qingcha stared intently.

As a result, within a few days of watching, a figure appeared on the "screen".

The figure glanced at the teleportation array outside the boundary membrane, and then came in directly.

Qingcha froze for a moment, then jumped up: "Master! Uncle! Someone is here!"

Qin Yi put away the stove fire, Ju Yunxiu left the Lingchi, and Li Qingjun jumped out of the painting circle.

A black shadow flashed across the crystal ball at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

"It's a strong man!" Qin Yi grabbed the crystal ball and quickly lifted the lid of the coffin: "Go, take shelter in the Netherworld and see the situation!"

With a sound of "whoosh", all four of them walked past the corpse and went straight into the abyss under the coffin, temporarily suspended below, quietly observing the condition of the tomb through the crystal ball.

The world of the nether world is dark and boundless, and it is difficult for the divine thoughts to spread. It is a good hiding place. If you run in any direction, it will be difficult for the opponent to find you there.

The coffin lid was closed again, and at about the same time, the visitor had arrived at the fake tomb at the top.

I don't know what news the person came, anyway, it seemed that he knew there was another world under the fake tomb, and he directly cut his palms like swords into the floor like cutting tofu.

The floor more than ten feet thick didn't act as a hindrance, and a gap opened soundlessly. The man floated in and stood directly next to the black coffin.

Qin Yi, who was hiding in the abyss, saw the person's appearance clearly through the crystal ball.

He was a man in his thirties, with a mustache on his lips, a clear face, bright eyes, and a handsome appearance.

His complexion was slightly pale, but he didn't feel the slightest hint of paleness, weakness or femininity in his spirit, but instead had a sense of sternness and majesty.

The most important thing was that Qin Yi couldn't see his cultivation.

It seems like a cloud of fog, and also like the boundless expanse where it is at this time, elusive and unobservable.

Not to mention Qin Yi, even Ju Yunxiu's cultivation on the seventh floor of Huiyang at this time can't be seen.

If you can't see it, it's a sign: the lowest Qianyuan.

Everyone's heart tightened. Why are there so many Qian Yuan in this world, they piled up and spread out?

The man glanced at the coffin unintentionally. Qin Yi looked at the man in the crystal ball, as if looking at him specially.

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 Bana flower that had been picked with two petals, and smiled.

Then he walked to the alchemy stove, looked at the still slightly hot stove, and at the ground fire that had been extinguished not long ago, and nodded.

Finally, he went back to the coffin, opened the coffin and took a look.

That smiling expression finally let out a laugh: "Heh... I only pick one flower, and the rest is there, not bad, not bad, I can be regarded as a gentleman... As a gentleman, there is nothing invisible, so why not start from Youyin When I come out and see you, I will do my best to be a landlord.”

Qin Yi and the others looked at each other, with the same thought in their hearts: the reincarnation of the original owner here?

How could it be such a coincidence that if you didn't come sooner or later, you found them when they were here?