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Chapter 143 Return to Jiu Sha Mountain! 【Please subscribe】

To paraphrase the words of the previous life, "When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you." The evil god who attempts to control desire will eventually become the incarnation of desire.

This is the price of cultivating an evil god.

Of course, Deng Yang is still in an extremely hazy state regarding this feeling, and there are even some things that even he himself is not aware of yet.

"Does your husband want to leave the construction of the palace to me?"

Hearing Deng Yang's words, Qin Yanqing's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement.

Naturally, she didn't know what Deng Yang was really thinking.

Although she could detect some of Deng Yang's thoughts from some subtle expressions.

But in Qin Yanqing's view, this is just because her own efforts are not enough.

Now that Deng Yang can take the initiative to hand over some things to her, this also shows that her efforts are not in vain, and she is naturally very happy.

"That's right."

Looking at the joy in Qin Yanqing's eyes, Deng Yang couldn't help but feel a slight sense of shame in his eyes.

People are not grass and trees, so how can they be ruthless? Although Deng Yang is selfish, he is also a human being and naturally has feelings.

Of course, he was not unaware of Qin Yanqing's good intentions, but just some instinctive emotions. Although he had been trying his best to restrain them, they existed, and he couldn't deny them.

Sometimes, he would also suspect that he had persecution paranoia. It was clear that the other person's life was in his hands, but he still had difficulty completely trusting the other person, and would even instinctively feel a little wary, as if he was sick.

But this instinct rooted deep in his soul is something he is currently unable to get rid of.

Although he vaguely guessed that some of his sometimes instinctive judgments had a certain relationship with the spiritual strategy he practiced.

But at least for now, he doesn't have a good solution. Sometimes, it's even difficult for him to judge whether this change is a good thing or a bad thing.

"I'll leave it to you in the future."

"After the construction of the palace here is completed, you will go to the outside world to find a suitable place and ask the Yin soldiers to build some attics for living."

After suppressing the emotions in his heart, Deng Yang made a seal with one hand, and the way to enter and exit the dimensional barrier here was reflected in Qin Yanqing's mind.

The gathering of Yin evil spirits in the Gu refining urn here is not conducive to ordinary people living in it. With Deng Yang's cultivation level, it is natural to live here. However, Zhao Jiuniu, Qingxue and other disciples and servants are not suitable to live here. .

Moreover, with their cultivation level, they are unable to perform escape techniques, and it is obviously not suitable for them to live on a floating island.

Therefore, Deng Yang decided to build two residences in this dimensional barrier and Dingzong Mountain respectively. The Gu refining urn here is used as a place for refining corpses and Gu, and Dingzheng Mountain is used as a residence for the mountain gate.

After giving Qin Yanqing a few words, Deng Yang sensed the aura of the middle-aged Taoist brothers and sisters approaching this place. With a thought in his mind, he immediately turned into a ray of light and fled down the mountain.

"Senior! I'm sorry to trouble you."

After seeing Deng Yang appear, the middle-aged Taoist glanced at his junior sister and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Deng Yang said nothing and directly opened the exit of the dimensional barrier and sent the middle-aged Taoist out.

"Let's go. As long as you live a good life and practice well, you are brothers and sisters and there will be no chance of seeing you again in the future."

Looking at the girl with a face full of reluctance and tears in her eyes, Deng Yang comforted her and took her directly towards the mountains.

"Husband, this is..."

When Deng Yang came to the mountains with the wind chimes, Qin Yanqing, who was commanding the paper-man Yin soldiers to dig into the mountains and cut rocks, immediately came forward and asked softly.

"Feng Ling is a disciple of the Burial Ground lineage. This time my husband was able to successfully obtain the foundation here, and their senior brothers and sisters also played a role."

"Now her senior brother has something to do, so he has entrusted her to her husband for the time being, but in the future he will have to trouble Yanqing to take care of her."

"This is my wife, Qin Yanqing."

After explaining to Qin Yanqing, Deng Yang introduced it to Feng Ling.

Hearing that Deng Yang called her madam, Qin Yanqing's always cold face could not help but turn red for no reason.

Her family knew her own affairs, and a concubine like her was generally not qualified to be called a madam. But now Deng Yang did not shy away from others at all, and directly addressed her as madam. Naturally, she was very moved, and even looked at the wind chime. His eyes became much softer.

"I've seen Mrs.!"

Facing Qin Yanqing's gaze towards him, Feng Ling looked timid.

Although she was confused and naive, she was still a cultivator, so she could naturally see that Qin Yanqing was not a living person, but a ghost.

"Don't worry, my wife is not an ordinary ghost. Her soul has been cleansed by the divine power of incense all year round, and she has not lost her original nature."

Noticing the small movement of the wind chime pulling at the corner of his clothes, Deng Yang couldn't help but laugh and cry for a moment.

It is human nature for ordinary people to be afraid of ghosts, but for practitioners, after their souls are determined, they will not be affected by the energy of ghosts. It is extremely rare to be so afraid of ghosts.

"Don't worry, sister. Although I am a ghost body, I have never actively harmed others."

Facing the fear of Feng Chime, Qin Yanqing didn't care. With a gentle smile on her face, she took the initiative to approach.

"Where is my sister from?"

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As Qin Yanqing took the initiative to chat and show her goodwill, Feng Ling gradually let go of her fear, and the two started chatting without a word.

Naturally, Deng Yang was not very interested in listening to the formal conversation between the two women. He walked directly to the side, found a secluded place, and began to meditate alone.

This trip to Dingzong Mountain not only yielded a good dojo, but also the bronze-armored corpse, which also needed to be carefully prepared.

Moreover, after hundreds of years of free reproduction in this Gu refining urn, there should be many poisonous insect Gu species with great potential in it, which may or may not be able to provide one or two materials for the 'Ten Thousand Transformations Soul-stealing Magical Transformation Technique'.

But these are not urgent. The most urgent task is to move the family business from Jiusha Mountain and Beifeng County here so that follow-up plans can be carried out.

After all, both refining corpses and herding insects cannot be achieved overnight, but during this period, people are indispensable to take care of them. No matter how high my cultivation level is, I am still unable to do all the work.

The most important thing is that Deng Yang doesn't want to delay his practice for these chores.

Moreover, if you want to establish a Taoist lineage, you are destined to have a lot of chores. Qin Yanqing is a ghost, and it is not convenient for her to take part in many things. It is also time to recruit some disciples to act as a facade.

Although he had this idea, Deng Yang would not recruit and rob disciples at will like his original self. After all, he did not want to cultivate a bunch of rebels like his original self.

Judging from the current choices, Zhao Jiuniu and Qingxue from Jiusha Mountain are both good candidates.

Qingxue is a handyman disciple left behind by his original body. His specific character remains to be seen, and his abilities are also unknown for the time being.

Zhao Jiuniu's character is honest and conscientious, and his character is relatively loyal. His loyalty is guaranteed, but his character is too dull and lacks agility. He has some shortcomings in defending Chengdu, let alone being enterprising.But as a tool man, he is barely qualified.

Three days later, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

After arranging everything in Dingzhang Mountain, Deng Yang took a short rest and did not stay here for long. After leaving Qin Yanqing and Feng Ling to build a palace with a group of paper man Yin soldiers, he himself controlled Following the escape light, he hurriedly headed towards Jiusha Mountain.

“I don’t know what’s going on with Jiu Sha Mountain.”

While escaping, Deng Yang couldn't help but have a flash of reminiscence in his eyes when he thought of everything he had experienced on Jiu Sha Mountain.

It was obviously not a long time since he left Jiusha Mountain, but he had experienced a lot in the past two years, which gave Deng Yang the illusion that he had been away for a long time.

Deng Yang also knew the reason for this feeling.

After all, he is not the original person, especially after giving birth to this pseudo-immortal body. Although he has received the original person's memory, it is really difficult to have much empathy for the original person's experience.

To be honest, after he came to this world, he stayed on Jiusha Mountain for less than a month, so it was naturally difficult for him to feel familiar.

Even compared to Jiusha Mountain, Deng Yang was more familiar with Beifeng City.

If he hadn't found a floating spiritual island where he could establish his foundation this time, Deng Yang might have forgotten the existence of Jiu Sha Mountain.

In fact, this is also the case. Since leaving Jiusha Mountain, Deng Yang has indeed not thought of that place in the past two years.

Even when he left, Deng Yang never thought that he would one day go back.

If not, he would not have taken all the belongings left behind by him when he left, leaving only some gold and silver and a broken mountain-protecting formation for Qingxue.

Now that I think about it, when I left, the reason why I temporarily decided to take Qingxue as my disciple was probably because I had no sympathy for the homeless handyman disciples.

After all, those handyman disciples were inherently rootless people with disabilities. If Deng Yang had chosen to leave, it would have been difficult for them to survive in the vast mountains given their situation.

Seven days later, as the sun set in the west, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, a dark mountain peak with jagged rocks and sparse vegetation slowly came into view of Deng Yang.

Looking at the black mountain peak in front of him, Deng Yang's whole body suddenly became filled with aura, like a cyan aurora, rushing towards the green and black palace on the mountain peak.

Within the palace, except for the two cleft lip Taoist boys guarding the door, the main hall was as clean and clean as ever. It could be seen that this main hall must have been carefully maintained and cleaned at regular times and at fixed times every day.

"Who are you, who dare to break into Jiuyin Temple without permission?"

Seeing Deng Yang emerge from the escaping light, the faces of the two gatekeepers were suddenly filled with shock.

One of them ran towards the back hall anxiously, while the other scolded Deng Yang with a stern look on his face.

"Interesting. I treat Qingxue well and discipline you well."

Looking at the boy with harelips in front of him who was clearly panicking and whose hands and feet could not help but tremble, Deng Yang couldn't help but have a flash of surprise in his eyes.

The reason why he accepted Qingxue in the first place was because he felt that the little girl had some courage and a bit of a stubborn temper. Deng Yang then decided to accept her as his disciple on the spur of the moment, which could be regarded as leaving a seed for the future of Jiu Sha Mountain.

But he didn't expect that this little girl still had some skills. Even if she wasn't suppressing her, she would keep a handyman in the mountain obedient. This fact made Deng Yang quite impressed.

After all, she was just a twelve or thirteen year old girl when she left.

"Greetings to seniors, may I ask where seniors come from, but I am here to pay homage to my ancestors."

While Deng Yang was looking at this, he saw in the back hall, a girl less than 1.5 meters tall, holding a black formation flag in her hand, walking into the front hall with two tall servants.

The girl's whole body showed an abnormal pink color. She had a head of snow-white hair that was simply tied back. She was wearing a slightly larger plain-colored robe. Her face was young and delicate, and her eyes were like water. She faced Deng Yang's gaze. , it’s time not to show timidity.

"Hahaha"

Looking at the girl's awe-inspiring appearance, Deng Yang couldn't help but feel amused and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Tong'er, take a closer look at who the ancestor is."

After staring at the girl carefully for a while, until there was a hint of panic in her eyes, Deng Yang took out a token engraved with the word Jiuyin from his arms and handed it to the girl in front of him.

"You are the ancestor"

The moment she saw the token, she looked at Deng Yang carefully, and then a hint of disbelief appeared in Qingxue's eyes.

In fact, the moment she saw Deng Yang, Qingxue already felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

After all, Deng Yang's body itself was generated with the help of the original body's genetic bloodline. Naturally, there are some shadows of the original body in his Qi and face.

It's just that Deng Yang has changed so much now, and it's hard to tell that he is the same person as his original self, who is old and dying, so Qingxue is a little afraid to recognize him.

"You are quite vigilant."

"I am indeed the ancestor of Jiuyin. You don't have to doubt this. This current appearance is my true appearance."

"It turned out to be like that. It was just because I was seriously injured that I had no choice but to come to this poor and remote place to survive."

Looking at the vigilance in Qingxue's eyes, a flash of admiration subconsciously flashed in Deng Yang's eyes.

There was no hint of impatience in his heart, but he explained carefully.

As he spoke, he squeezed the magic weapon in his hand and activated the formation flag in Qingxue's hand.

"Disciple pays homage to the ancestor!"

It wasn't until the corpse refining formation was activated by Deng Yang that Qingxue completely believed in Deng Yang's identity. She immediately knelt down and worshiped him, with a hint of excitement rising in her eyes.

God knows how she survived these two years.

When Deng Yang was not in charge of Jiusha Mountain, it was fine for a while at first. With the remaining power of Jiuyin Patriarch, the servants were quite obedient.

But later, when they saw Deng Yang not returning for a long time, some people got interested in him and made various arrangements.

Qingxue is just a teenage girl. Although she is nominally a disciple of Deng Yang, she has little intimidating power.

In addition, he had just been accepted by Deng Yang as his disciple, so how many magical powers could he acquire.

Some bolder servants immediately united and wanted to force Qingxue to hand over the practice method left by Deng Yang.

Fortunately, Qingxue was decisive, and she was born with a stubbornness that refused to compromise. She activated the corpse refining formation, released the zombies in the corpse nest, and directly killed several leading handyman disciples. , which shocked the rest of the people with evil intentions.

Later, in order to survive for a group of handyman disciples who went up the mountain, they took great risks and took two zombies down the mountain to purchase daily necessities. Needless to say, the hardships involved.

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