Chapter 012
Lin Qingyang quickly read the expression on the man's face and feigned disappointment, "Isn't it possible? Eh... I thought Senior Brother looked so powerful, but it turns out that even Senior Brother can't get close to the Diyin Cave?"
The man in gray robe suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and he could tell that the kid was not that brave. He didn't want to enter the underground cave at all. At most, he just wanted to take a closer look. He probably wanted to go back and brag about it to others.
Aren't all kids like this? They have to do things that others dare not do.
"Okay, then I'll take you to the Diyin Cave to have a look!" The gray-robed man felt that he had figured it out.
He certainly didn't have the courage to enter the underground cave, but it would be no problem if he got close to it.
Because the Diyin Cave is a forbidden area, there are not many people around. If he really goes there, it would be a good opportunity for him to destroy the body.
When the time comes, just throw the body into the underground cave, and it will be guaranteed that no bones will be left. Thinking about it this way, this underground cave is even more suitable than his Seven Peaks.
"Then I'll take you to see it. Let's go." The gray-robed man raised his hand and threw out a cloud-like magic weapon.
Lin Qingyang put Cheng Hui into the corpse-raising space and then jumped up. Within the range of the Corpse Puppet Sect, he was not worried that the gray-robed man would kill him.
No matter what, the Corpse Puppet Sect is not a demonic sect. Not to mention the things that happen in secret, but on the surface, it is absolutely forbidden for fellow disciples to kill each other.
Even if the gray-robed man had ill intentions towards him and wanted to do something to him, he would have to find a place where he could be secluded from others, and he was particularly considerate and provided him with such a place.
Riding on the small cloud, Lin Qingyang had a smile on his face, as if he was very excited, but his mind was quickly thinking about various possibilities.
This person has offended Huihui and also has bad intentions of his own. Given his personality, he must be killed to prevent future troubles.
However, killing a person is not that easy, or rather... killing a person is easy, but the most important thing is not to get into trouble after killing someone.
When he rose through the ranks of the Blood Demon Sect to become a formal disciple, he had done so by stepping on countless bones. It's hard to say how many people hated him secretly, but openly no one could find any evidence against him.
This time he also thought very carefully. At least on the surface, he could not have anything to do with this person's death.
This person is not very old, and his cultivation level at the Foundation Establishment stage is quite good considering his age. However, if you consider the mixed aura on him, you will find that his cultivation level is entirely achieved by relying on elixirs.
Moreover, the white cloud he took out was also very exquisite. It had both offensive and defensive functions and was quite difficult to refine. The price offered by Zishuang Pavilion was not low. At least a mere foundation-building cultivator could not afford it.
Combined with his previous attempt to lure himself back to the Seven Peaks, it is not difficult to see that there must be an elder behind him, who may be an elder in his family or his master. Judging from his cultivation level, it is more likely that he is an elder.
After all, for these powerful people in the world of cultivation, a cultivator who relies on taking drugs to reach the foundation-building stage is a waste, and no one would like such a disciple.
Ever since Lin Qingyang got on Baiyun, the gray-robed man regarded him as his own possession and kept praising his eyes along the way.
Lin Qingyang also deliberately pretended to be confused, accepted all his compliments, and even agreed with them.
He vaguely remembered that someone once praised him for having very beautiful eyes.
Suddenly, his heart ached, and a picture vaguely emerged in his mind: a man, a tall male voice, accusing him harshly. What was he saying? He seemed to be saying that his eyes had become ugly?
No... He said his eyes had changed, becoming fierce and terrifying, no longer the one he was familiar with...
Familiar...who? Who is he familiar with?
"Junior Brother? Junior Brother?"
"Ah? Sorry, senior brother, this is my first time flying so high, and I'm... a little scared." Lin Qingyang quickly collected his thoughts, suppressed the memories just now, and showed a shy expression.
"Hehe... Junior Brother, you can't do that. As cultivators, how can we be afraid of heights? But if you are really scared, you can come to me and I will hold you, okay?"
Lin Qingyang: ...Haha, you look quite ugly, but you actually are quite beautiful.
He shook his head shyly, and said a little embarrassedly: "No... no, thank you, senior brother, you are right, I... I have to get used to it."
The gray-robed man showed an expression of regret. He really liked this pretty little junior brother, and his eyes were perfect to be collected as a treasure. But if this little junior brother could understand what was good for him, it wouldn't be a bad idea to let him live a few more days.
After all... such a good-looking child is really rare. Especially in a place like the Corpse Puppet Sect, where everyone lives in a gloomy environment, even if they are good-looking, they will become lifeless after a while, making people feel disgusted at first sight.
Lin Qingyang carefully observed the gray-robed man controlling the white cloud, and revealed a subtle smile of contempt.
How on earth did this guy survive to this age?
With his personality, he would probably be killed within half a year in the Blood Demon Sect.
This Baiyun is an excellent magic weapon that can attack and defend at the same time. If he had such a good magic weapon at that time, he would definitely master all the control skills of the magic weapon in the first time.
However, the person in front of him had simply refined the white cloud. Seeing how unfamiliar he was, he even doubted whether the white cloud could play even a fraction of its effect in his hands?
But it’s better this way. The weaker this person’s ability is, the easier it is to deal with him.
In this way, the two of them soon arrived at the back mountain of the Corpse Puppet Sect.
The back mountain of the Corpse Puppet Sect sounds like just a hilltop, but it actually covers a large area with continuous mountains. In addition to the Diyin Cave, there are many other forbidden areas distributed in the back mountain.
Since the Corpse Puppet Sect was originally established on an ancient battlefield, although there is a large formation to help suppress the negative energy of the ancient battlefield, the formation is not omnipotent, and occasionally there will be some small loopholes.
Whenever such a small loophole appears, it will cause a small tide of Yin Qi. The outbreak of this tide of Yin Qi can be detected in advance, so places in the back mountain where Yin Qi tides may appear will be blocked in advance and will not be reopened until the tide of Yin Qi passes.
The Diyin Cave is essentially a permanent tide of Yin energy, but what gushes out here is the extremely ferocious Nine Nether Mysterious Yin energy. This thing can be collected to refine magical tools, so the Diyin Cave is sealed instead of being completely repaired.
In order to collect this mysterious Yin energy, one must have a cultivation level of at least Nascent Soul or above. Anyone whose cultivation level is lower than this, once they are bitten by the Yin energy, will at best end up with no remains left. If they are even more unlucky, their souls will be shattered.
The lower the cultivation level, the less ability one has to resist this tide of Yin energy. Fortunately, the underground Yin cave is sealed. As long as one does not actively approach the cave entrance to seek death, the danger is not too high.
The gray-robed man dared to bring Lin Qingyang here because the danger here was not as high as imagined.
In order to prevent low-level disciples from getting close, the sect would occasionally exaggerate the situation, but his father was an elder of the sect and was very familiar with the news. Therefore, he knew that as long as the seal was not touched, the danger here might be lower than those other small yin tides.
"Come, junior brother, this is the Diyin Cave." The gray-robed man descended from the clouds and motioned Lin Qingyang to look down.
The Diyin Cave is half buried underground. The entrance is very large, several feet wide. There is a huge slope in front of the entrance. Standing on the top of the slope, you can see the gray-black mist coming out of the Diyin Cave entrance below.
These mists usually look calm, but once the Earth Cave erupts, these mists will surge up and be spewed out from the inside of the cave like a rising tide. After touching the seal outside the cave, they will surge back.
With each impact, the translucent seal at the entrance of the cave could be seen. These seals flashing with white light sealed the Nine Netherworld Mysterious Yin Qi firmly inside the underground cave, without a trace of leakage.
"Brother, this seal is so powerful? Can we take a closer look?" Lin Qingyang looked pleadingly, as if he was very interested in the seal.
Perhaps his well-behaved behavior along the way successfully pleased the gray-robed man. He did not refuse his request, but his eyes showed lust: "Okay, but Junior Brother, I took you to see the Diyin Cave. How are you going to repay me?"
Lin Qingyang blinked, as if he understood what he meant. He lowered his head embarrassedly, his face slightly red: "Brother, you...what do you want me to do?"
The gray-robed man was certain that an eight-year-old child could not escape his Five Finger Mountain, so he stepped forward, took Lin Qingyang into his arms, and said softly: "Junior brother, I think you are so beautiful. Why don't you just follow me?"
Lin Qingyang pretended to be shy, but his half-closed eyes were cold. He said softly, "If I follow my senior brother, will he take care of me?"
"Of course!" The gray-robed man was tickled by his handsome appearance and couldn't help but want to touch him. "Senior Brother will definitely treat you well."
Lin Qingyang grabbed his hand. The gray-robed man frowned unhappily and was about to say something to scare him when he saw this pretty little junior brother suddenly look up with a bright smile and said something cold in the gentlest tone:
"Brother, if you really want to be nice to me? Then go to hell!"
Before he could finish his words, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. He suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Lin Qingyang in disbelief. He moved his lips and wanted to say something, but he felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained. He could only fall limply to the ground, staring at Lin Qingyang with his eyes wide open.
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