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The old woman of the Tian family frowned slightly, stared at Zhao Qingshan for a long time, and said slowly.
"It seems to be someone's junior. I have seen it, but I can't remember it."
"If you can't remember it, don't force it. Senior, how many things do you still remember? For example, Bai Lin and Li Yizhi, do you have any impression of these two names?"
"do not remember."
"Then, in the small town, did you know who that strange-looking man you met was?"
"I don't know." The old woman of the Tian family answered decisively, but she seemed to understand what Qin Yang wanted to ask.
"I don't remember who he is, but I know that there is a deep hatred between me and him. After seeing him, the resentment is almost burning, and I can't wait for anyone to maintain reason."
The old lady Tian looked at her current body, and the consciousness preserved by her resentment had already merged with her soul, she added.
"However, our resentment is not because of our spirit, it is all with him."
After the old woman of the Tian family pondered for a long time, her tone was a little helpless.
"My memory is only the memory of my youth, and I don't remember the rest, and after the consciousness is recovered, the intermittent memory, I remember a huge and incomparable sacred tree, there was a thunderstorm raging, and there was an island, Afterwards, together with the Divine Tree, the escaping technique is empty, some scattered."
Qin Yang sighed secretly, knowing that there was nothing to ask.
In fact, he had already guessed before, what the black oil in front of him was, and where it came from, and now he can be 100% sure.
When he entered Five Fingers Island for the first time that year, he once encountered a pool full of black oil-like substance, with countless faces sinking and floating in it, roaring ferociously and crazily.
It's just that it was too weak at the time, so it was wise to take a detour at the first time.
Now it seems that after the power of Fengzhen Sombra weakened, many other things came out of it.
Nine out of ten of those faces came from the statues that had been turned into sky lanterns for eternal sleep, those strong men who, in legend, once fought to the death on Five Fingers Island to seal the left hand of the shadow.
Their resentment and resentment, for unknown reasons, gathered together and turned into a strange monster no worse than a resentment.
As for Bai Lin, there are an unknown number of spirits on his body. Those spirits should be formed from the power of the remaining spirits in the eternal sleep sky lanterns that have not been extinguished. Bai Lin does not know how to gather them together. into oneself.
As for the old lady Tian and Zhao Qingshan, they have forgotten many things, so it makes sense.
Their souls are burning, and their memories are also burning. From the back to the front, they collapse and disappear bit by bit, and they can recover their sanity. Those who have reason should belong to the relatively strong group of people back then.
Those who are not strong enough may have completely lost their souls, as represented by those eternal sleep sky lanterns that have been extinguished.
Or, the soul is still there, but the reason and memory have completely disappeared, just like the two things that were fed to the Yin Paradox before.
Qin Yang stretched out his hand and touched Zhao Qingshan's head.
Zhao Qingshan looked up at Qin Yang with a ferocious face, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he seemed to want to smile. After a while, he felt that Qin Yang was actually quite a good person.
It's a pity that this silly boy has no idea what Qin Yang is thinking at the moment.
The skills didn't respond.
That is to say, in the previous state of mind and soul, they are actually dead, but the consciousness that was fortunately preserved due to resentment and resentment is actually another living being.
When the consciousness and soul reunited, their life state changed again, turning into a weird ghost.
It seems that the aura is quite strong, but in fact it is a weak chicken, not much different from the newly born ghosts, most of them are only instinctive, and the previous methods are either unable to be used or forgotten.
In comparison, the old woman of the Tian family is obviously stronger, and she can adapt to the new state faster.
After asking two questions, Qin Yang gave up hope on whether the remaining dozens of spirits still remembered anything.
No one can resist the power of time. No matter how strong a person is, even if he can linger a little longer after death, on a long enough time scale, the ending will be the same.
Their memory faults all disappear from the back to the front, and there is no reason for anyone to be an exception.
Moreover, if the remaining dozens of spirits wake up, who they are, no one knows.
if sonbsp; This little fat man could already control his expression, he followed Qin Yang with a worried expression on his face.
"Brother Qin, Dayin is dead. I really have nowhere to go. You won't drive me away, will you?"
Qin Yang took out a piece of black jade and carved several runes on it.
"You should live in it first, and recover slowly."
"Okay." The little fat man smiled openly, jumped up, turned into a black light, and sank into the jade.
Qin Yang held the black jade with a look of pity.
Zhao Qingshan was the worst of those revived souls. Others, back then, were either powerful, powerful clans, or former races, and they still exist now.
Just Zhao Qingshan, from the perspective of the past, his background looks the hardest, he is the royal family of Dayin.
It's a pity that now, Dayin has been wiped out. His identity is still a ghost, and he will definitely not live long.
Returning to the fragments of the ancient underworld, Qin Yang continued on.
Passing by the small town along the way, I can see it from a distance, but this time I was not torn into it.
Going to the back, you can still see a huge city, and you can still see vague figures, and there are still people guarding the gate of the city.
Qin Yang didn't enter the city, but went around, and continued to move forward according to the rough map.
Half a month passed in a flash, and the wilderness seemed to remain the same forever, the dead silent, black land, so empty that people couldn't help feeling desperate.
Slowly, when Qin Yang almost forgot the time, through the mist ahead, he could finally see a mountain standing in front of him.
Not long after walking, I finally saw a giant tree that was as huge as a mountain and inserted obliquely on the ground.
As if ignoring the reflection here, the giant tree directly crossed the boundary, and its upper end was almost inserted into the reflection ground.
Below the giant tree, the area that can be seen has a diameter of tens of miles. Looking upwards, it becomes thinner and thinner. Every time it is no more than a few tens of feet up, it suddenly shrinks a circle, like a ladder. At the top of the fracture, the diameter is no more than The size of several miles.
This place is far away from the sacred tree, at least thousands of miles away, but here, Qin Yang's body has naturally reacted to the sacred tree.
Qin Yang was delighted, as expected.
This sacred tree of the underworld does not seem to be a complete one, but only a part of it, but this kind of sacred tree is naturally suitable for living in this environment, and it seems that it has not completely died yet.
It should be no problem to use it as a material, absorb part of it, and use the Burial Sea Cultivation Code to smelt the physique.
If there is a chance in the future, let's see if we can find some fragments of the ancient underworld that are not too large. At that time, we will transplant this part of the living spirit tree over there, and let the wood elves see if it can be planted alive.
Although it is said that the Netherwood is planted by the Yinwood elves, the wood elves may have a way to grow it alive.
Qin Yang strode forward and rushed towards the section of the Nether Tree.
Seeing that the Netherwood, which was inserted obliquely on the ground, was getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, the sky became slightly darker, and in just a few breaths, he entered the state of night here.
The surrounding dark and barren land suddenly changed.
Countless buildings are like phantoms, solidifying rapidly, avenues emerge on the ground, and all avenues lead to the huge underworld tree.
Countless ghosts and ghosts appeared on the ground.
Some of these ghosts are strong and some are weak, and even many of them are like living people, with extremely strong breaths. In an instant, Qin Yang has already noticed the existence of several ghosts that are comparable to ghost pits.
These ghosts walked along the avenue to the sacred tree of the underworld, followed the ladder-like sacred tree, climbed up the steps, climbed all the way to the top, fell down from the break at the top, and climbed from the bottom of the sacred tree again, repeating the cycle.
Qin Yang's complexion was not very good, because many new ghosts had already noticed him, and some of them had even turned around and walked towards him.
What's more terrible is that more and more ghosts appeared out of thin air. In just a few breaths, ghosts were densely packed on the huge underworld tree like ants superimposed on each other.
The gaps on the ground are filled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And in the sky, ghosts also began to fall down like a torrential rain, so dense that even the sight was covered.
Suddenly, a ghost screamed and rushed towards Qin Yang like crazy.
As if this howling had turned into a charge horn, the densely packed ghosts rushed towards him frantically.
Qin Yang raised his hand and wiped out the cloud of ghosts, but in the blink of an eye, they reappeared in mid-air and continued to charge.
Qin Yang glanced at the puppeteer, and casually threw a wrecking ball.
The puppeteer immediately transformed into a ball to protect Qin Yang inside.
The mushroom cloud rose, and in the blink of an eye, all the ghosts were swept away, but when the power of the wrecking ball dissipated, all the ghosts appeared again.
"I hate this kind of guy who can't be killed the most!"
Qin Yang cursed angrily, and took out Feng Duling.
ps: The list of winners of the previous emoji pack event was posted on the official account of "Starting Point Don't Rest assured Youtiao". Please pay attention to check the recharge records and ask questions in the group if you have any questions. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)nbsp; Qin Yang raised his hand to wipe out the ashes of the ghosts, but in the blink of an eye, they reappeared in mid-air and continued to charge.
Qin Yang glanced at the puppeteer, and casually threw a wrecking ball.
The puppeteer immediately transformed into a ball to protect Qin Yang inside.
The mushroom cloud rose, and in the blink of an eye, all the ghosts were swept away, but when the power of the wrecking ball dissipated, all the ghosts appeared again.
"I hate this kind of guy who can't be killed the most!"
Qin Yang cursed angrily, and took out Feng Duling.
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