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Chapter seven hundred and eighty-eight thousand thoughts!!!(1/2)

Qin Yan held the statue in his hand and heard some residual information.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious method appeared in his mind: the Strategy of Ten Thousand Thoughts!

"After reaching the God Transformation Stage, consciousness undergoes earth-shaking transformation, which is countless times stronger than ordinary immortal cultivators. This Wan Mind Art can use consciousness as an attack method and transform into weapons such as knife tips, axes, hammers, and spears. It is also a good technique."

Qin Yan nodded, although he didn't like these things because he had too many powerful immortal techniques.

But at this stage, it still has some effect.

The Wanmeng Jue transforms thoughts into shapes and forms an existence between reality and nothingness, which can serve the purpose of attack.

"Although it's rubbish, it can also be used as a means of attack."

Qin Yan waved his sleeve and robbed everything inside. He casually flipped through the worn jade slips and recorded several secret techniques. As for the jade pendant and other things, he threw them back into the sarcophagus.

He closed the lid of the coffin and returned to everyone with more than a simple formation.

Half an hour!

Huang Shiren shivered and slowly opened his eyes, revealing a confused look. He glanced at the surroundings and found that no one else was awake, so he immediately smiled proudly.

He stood up and murmured to himself: "Strange, the feeling of calling is gradually weakening."

At the same time, others were also awakening one after another. Ye Lingqing, the three-member Chihuo Gang, Murong Qianxue, and some powerful immortal cultivators, only Taoist Master Zhong lay on the ground, his expression still dull, and he seemed unable to recover alone.

Qin Yan smiled bitterly. She was of average qualifications and was able to get to the position of leader of the Guigu Relics, which was weird enough.

"The inheritance belongs to me!"

Huang Shiren walked forward with an excited expression on his face.

Just as he was about to touch the sarcophagus, a fiery red halo came from it, and a strange formation appeared, which directly isolated it.

The three-man group of the Chihuo Gang followed closely behind and was also blocked by the formation.

"not good!"

"This formation is quite special. If you want to get inheritance, you must break in."

Everyone frowned, and the inheritance was right in front of them. It would be a pity if they stopped here.

The Fire Gang hesitated for a while, each took out his magic weapon, released the hot flames, and attacked the formation, trying to join forces to rush over.

Puff!

The formation shook and was about to break.

But at the last moment, it became more and more strange and slowly recovered, as if it had a steady stream of energy, not only blocking the attack, but also absorbing the hot flames.

Failed!

The three of the Chihuo Gang looked ashen and stomped their feet in anger.

Others kept trying, but the formation seemed to be able to swallow it. Even Murong Qianxue's ghost energy was absorbed without hesitation.

Qin Yanxin sneered. Although the formation he arranged casually was relatively simple, if he wanted to break through, he needed several people to cooperate continuously, otherwise he would not be able to get close to the sarcophagus at all.

"I'll do it!"

"Lingqing, you protect the Dharma for me!"

Huang Shiren's face was solemn. When he arrived at the edge of the formation, a sharp aura emanated from his body. A green feather appeared from the position of his dantian, floated into the air, and turned into a slender sword.

Qingyu Sword!!!

Huang Shiren held the sword in his hand with one move.

Ye Lingqing walked up and slowly opened the oil-paper umbrella. A mysterious wave went in all directions. Many green vines crawled out of the ground and spread towards the formation.

Puff!

Puff!

Countless vines continue to attack formations in a crazy way.

Huang Shiren's eyes flashed, and the long sword in his hand was swinging, and the green sword light attacked in an instant, like countless feathers, floating in a daze, and all fell on the formation.

With a light sound, a crack appeared in the formation.

Success?

The others widened their eyes and thought Huang Shiren had succeeded, but they never thought that the cracks on the formation were healing slowly.

"Damn it!"

Huang Shiren's face changed drastically, and the long sword in his hand continued to wield, almost exercising the magic to the extreme.

He frowned and couldn't wait to say, "Everyone, this formation is quite special. With my own strength, I cannot break it for the time being. As long as I work together, I can definitely get inherited."

The words fell.

Others gritted their teeth, and thought it was the reason.

Huang Shilang!

The Fire Gang trio!

There are also some powerful immortal cultivators, all following Huang Shiren and launching the most powerful attack.

Qin Yan sighed, and with a thought, the formation suddenly disappeared. In the eyes of everyone, with their efforts, the formation had been broken.

Good opportunity!

Huang Shiren stood in front. When the formation disappeared, he rushed to the sarcophagus, opened the lid, and did not take a closer look. He put away all the things inside.

"Oh shit!"

"Qingyu Sword Lord, do you still have some shame?"

"You ask everyone to help you, now, the formation has been broken, and you actually want to embezzle the inheritance. Can't we bully it?"

...

Everyone surrounded and pointed at Huang Shiren.

Huang Shiren's expression frightened, and a powerful murderous intent appeared in his eyes, but Ye Lingqing stood beside him. If he really did this, he would leave a bad impression on the other party.

His current cultivation level has not yet reached the level of invincibility in the world.

"Don't worry, I, Huang Shiren, are not a greedy person. Since I rely on everyone's efforts, I will be fortunate to be inherited. I will naturally share it with you. This ancient green jade pendant is a rare magic weapon. I will give it to you."

Huang Shiren knew that he was very fast just now, and no one else could see clearly what was inside.

He took out the jade pendant and threw it directly to the Chihuo Gang trio.

"There are also dilapidated jade slips, which are the inheritance here. I hope you will give me some face and not be too greedy. However, as a price, when I return to Jiangnan, I will compensate everyone for one voice transmission talisman, which is OK?"

Huang Shiren threw out a great temptation, and at the same time concealed the things in the sarcophagus and wanted to get away with them.

Sound transmission talisman?

Everyone's eyes lit up. Although it is a science and technology society, everyone has a mobile phone, for immortals, there are often life-and-death wars, or when they go to some places where people are rarely visited, there will often be no signal. If there is a voice transmission talisman at this time, it will definitely be a life-saving thing.

However, the sound transmission talismans are very rare.

In the Jiangnan area, the Huang family belongs to a secular family, but because of Huang Shiren, he contacted several talisman masters. After several years of research, comparing ancient books and searching for relics, he finally obtained some clues and could gradually produce some sound transmission talismans. However, talismans will be purchased by major sects, which are difficult for others to obtain.

It is precisely because of this that Huang Shiren can obtain continuous support to lead others on the road to immortal cultivation.

"Yes, I want a voice transmission talisman."

Someone directly compromised, and if he had the ability, he would not be able to obtain the inheritance. It would be an unexpected surprise to earn a talisman for free.

The three-member Chiu Gang hesitated for a few seconds.

They walked forward and said to Huang Shiren: "We can give in, but we need ten sound transmission talismans, otherwise we will not be able to talk."

Ten pictures?

Huang Shiren frowned and did not agree directly.

Huang Shilang was anxious and said unhappily: "You are the lion's mouth, the value of the sound transmission talisman. Ten can be exchanged for a good magic weapon. Although you have helped, the real thing is Fairy Ye Lingqing."

The others slowly retreated and freed up the place.

The three Huang Shiren and the Chihuo Gang are the most powerful forces here. If they fight, they will easily be affected.

"I promise you."

Huang Shiren laughed and chose to give in.

He felt cold in his heart. As long as he practiced the inheritance magic, he could become stronger. As long as he found an opportunity to directly destroy the Fire Gang, let alone ten sound transmission talismans, even the magic weapons on the other party would belong to him.

"happy!"

The Chihuo Gang nodded and obtained ten voice transmission talismans, which was not worth the trip.

But at this moment, Wang Hongyang walked up and said to Huang Shiren: "I have made efforts just now. I don't need your talisman. I just hope to use me to observe the magic in the jade slip."

What?

The others were shocked. They had already agreed, but they even came out with a blind eye.

Huang Shiren was so murderous that he said to Wang Hongyang: "You are just a waste, and you are so embarrassed to ask for a jade slip. Haha, even if it is a voice transmission talisman, you are not qualified to get it."
To be continued...
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