Yang Qian knew very well that understanding the magical power of the crying soul might be of unexpected help to his future practice.
The black-robed Yang Qian nodded solemnly, and then a loud and sharp cry came from his mouth.
This sound seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds and shock the soul.
Immediately afterwards, I saw it suddenly exerted force with both hands and tore the black robe on its body without hesitation.
In an instant, pieces of black cloth scattered in all directions, and long hairs as thick and hard as steel needles quickly appeared on its body, and at the same time, its entire body began to expand crazily.
In just a few breaths, the black-robed Yang Gan transformed into a shiny black giant ape that was two feet tall.
This giant ape has a huge body, bulging muscles, and exudes a powerful and wild aura.
When Yang Gan saw this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and an inexplicable color flashed in his eyes.
The giant ape in front of him was exactly what the soul looked like before it transformed. The familiar aura and form reminded him of the various adventures and battles he had experienced with the soul.
If it were just like this, others would be disappointed.
However, Yang Qian did not have such thoughts in his heart. Instead, he was full of expectations because he knew that the crying soul in the original work had even more amazing transformational powers.
Sure enough, the giant ape snorted coldly in his nose, a dark wind suddenly rose around him, and countless black lightnings emerged out of thin air.
The giant ape's body expanded again!
The hair on its body gradually turned red, and three curved sharp horns slowly emerged from the Tianling Cap, while the eyebrows were slightly bulging. After suddenly splitting, a blood-red demonic eye appeared, and at the same time, the face was elongated and fierce. The teeth are exposed in a ferocious manner.
It actually transformed into the evil ghost on the back of the Soul Crying Beast, and it looked even more sinister. It was six or seven feet tall, and it suddenly filled the stone chamber.
What made Yang Qian even more delighted was that behind the crying soul, three black bone spurs about ten feet long appeared out of thin air, with black air lingering on them and a sinister air.
The evil ghost pattern behind the original crying soul does not have such an object, but the hands of the god-level ghost king it devoured that day can transform into similar bone spurs, which is probably related to this.
While Yang Qian was thinking about it, the crying soul that turned into an evil ghost suddenly swayed and turned into a thick black cloud again.
The dark cloud was rolling and surging, as if it were alive, and then quickly shrank, turning into a small and exquisite black monkey in the blink of an eye.
The little monkey moved extremely quickly. It kicked off its legs and flew towards the black empty cocoon like a bolt of black lightning.
Arriving next to the empty cocoon, the little monkey's eyes flashed with excitement. Without saying a word, he stretched out his two small but powerful claws and grabbed the empty cocoon hard.
"Stab" sound!
The empty cocoon was torn open in an instant by the little monkey's sharp claws.
The little monkey couldn't wait to put his head into the crack and ate it with big mouthfuls.
Its mouth chewed quickly, making a "crunching" sound, as if a child who had been hungry for a long time finally saw delicious food.
The fragments of the empty cocoon flew everywhere with the little monkey's movements, but it didn't care at all and just concentrated on eating.
After a while, more than half of the empty cocoon was gone. The little monkey's cheeks were swollen and full of food, but it still had no intention of stopping. The greedy eating look made people laugh.
Yang Gan looked on, his face showing a hint of surprise at first, and then he couldn't help but smile softly, his eyes full of love and indulgence for the Soul Crying Beast.
Not long after, all the huge cocoon shells were put into the little monkey's belly, and then after a burst of joyful cries, they jumped onto Yang Gan's shoulders, looking extremely intimate.
"Little guy, have a good rest." Yang Gan raised his hand and touched the furry head of the crying soul, then put it into the spirit beast ring with a smile.
After doing all this, he went to the nearby insect room to take a look at the swarm of gold-eating insects.
Yang Gan looked at these giant insects with bodies half a foot long, and his eyes couldn't help but flash.
‘When I return to the human world next time, it’s time to find my Junior Brother Han in exchange for some Zhang Tian Zong’s spiritual fluid. I just don’t know when he should ascend. ’
Yang Qian thought silently for a while, then put the gold-eating bug and the leopard lin beast into the spirit beast bracelet, then turned and walked out of the cave.
Although he knew that the people like the arrogant man were not coveting his cave, Yang Qian would not leave valuables in the cave when the other party might come at any time.
After a moment, a purple startling rainbow shot out from the colorful miasma, and fled towards Tianyuan City in a flash.
A few days later, a ray of light flashed across the sky like a meteor, passing by the towering city wall dozens of feet high, and entered Tianyuan City silently.
At this time in Tianyuan City, wisps of auspicious clouds were floating in the sky. The streets and alleys were crowded with people and bustling, and the noises could be heard one after another.
When he came this time, Yang Qian was already familiar with everything.
He strode forward along the wide and flat bluestone street. The shops on the street were dotted in a dazzling array, and their signboards swayed gently in the breeze, as if to attract passers-by.
It didn't take long for him to arrive in front of the towering blue tower that was teleported in that day.
Around the giant tower, people were coming and going, and there was a constant flow, but it didn't seem crowded or chaotic.
The number of monks entering and exiting the giant tower at this moment was not large.
Yang Qian walked into it with a leisurely expression.
The light inside the tower was slightly dim, and the surrounding walls were densely engraved with mysterious runes.
According to what Zhao Wugui said, he did not rush to the so-called reporting place first, but picked up a set of "Qingming Armor" in a place called "Tianjia Hall" in the tower.
Yang Qian had personally experienced the power of this armor from a man named Weng.
After receiving it, he put it on his body without ceremony, and then headed straight towards the so-called Team C.
However, at this moment, Yang Gan met a person, the white-haired old man Huang Tuan. "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Yang! It seems that Fellow Daoist has officially become the Qingming Guard!" Huang Tuan also saw Yang Gan, with a surprised look on his face, and said with a smile while holding his hands.
"The Qingming Armor on Huang Daoyou's body also fits perfectly!" Yang Gan responded with a smile.
After Huang Tuan heard this, a look of contentment immediately appeared on his old face. Just as he was about to continue talking, suddenly a bright and gorgeous white light fell from the sky. After the light dissipated, a beautiful woman in gorgeous palace clothes appeared.
Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her starry eyes showed a hint of surprise, her red lips parted slightly, and she smiled lightly, like a delicate flower blooming in spring, bright and moving yet dignified and elegant.
Without saying much, she walked into the tower with gentle steps.
Seeing this, Huang Tuanqian laughed, and after saying goodbye to Yang Qian, he turned into a startling rainbow and flew away.
After Yang Gan stared at Fairy Biyou's back for a moment, he shook his head, then grabbed a black iron guard in the tower and found out the location of Team C's 56th Team.
Yang Qian immediately walked into the upward passage, and the passage was filled with a faint spiritual energy.
He climbed up the steps, and after turning seven or eight floors in succession, he finally stopped in front of a seemingly unremarkable palace door.
On the upper side of the palace door, there are several words such as "Bing fifty-six" written in ancient writing.
Yang Qian glanced at the white forbidden aura on the palace door, and calmly turned his palms.
Suddenly, a cyan jade pendant appeared in his hand. He held the jade pendant with one hand and pointed it at the palace door. A cloud of green clouds spurted out, and the white light on the door instantly disappeared.
The other hand pushed carelessly, and the palace door was opened easily.
Yang Gan walked into the house leisurely and calmly. Inside is a rather spacious and grand hall with many chairs and tables arranged in an orderly manner, and there are two passages on both sides of the hall.
In the hall at this moment, there were two monks in black armor, sitting side by side on two adjacent chairs, talking in low voices.
As soon as Yang Gan stepped in, the two of them couldn't help but turn pale with astonishment. Their eyes seemed to be attracted by a strong magnet, and they all looked over.
Yang Qian's eyes quickly swept over the two people like lightning, and his eyebrows raised slightly, just as he expected.
One of them was the big blue-eyed man named Zhuo who took him to Feiling Hall that day.
As soon as this person saw Yang Qian's face clearly, a look of surprise appeared on his face for an instant, and his eyes widened. But in an instant, he woke up from a dream, hurriedly stood up and bowed respectfully to Yang Qian: < br>
"It turns out that Senior Yang is here! Could it be that Senior is the new captain of our team?" The green-eyed man named Zhuo shouted quickly, his eyes full of intelligence.
"That's right! Yang has indeed been appointed as the captain of the 56th team. In the future, we will rely more on the help of fellow Taoists." Yang Qian smiled slightly, raised his arm lightly, and threw the jade pendant in his hand casually. .
The heart of the big man with blue eyes named Zhuo suddenly tightened. He took the jade pendant with fear and fear, looked at it carefully, and then returned it with both hands with a solemn expression.
"Zhuo Chong of the fifty-sixth team, meet the captain!"
"Dongguofeng, see the captain!" Another man, about thirty years old, with a skinny build, saw that Yang Gan's identity was confirmed, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
Yang Qian waved his hand gently, signaling the two men to stand up. After looking around with eyes like torches, he asked in a calm tone but with a hint of majesty:
"Are you two the only ones here?"
"Senior Qi, except for Taoist Master Ma and another fairy who have not arrived, the rest of the fellow Taoists are meditating in the quiet room. The two juniors are here, waiting hard for the next stage of patrolling the area passed down from above. It is necessary "Shall I call them all out?" the big man with green eyes said hurriedly, his face full of respect.
"No, I'll wait together. I just arrived in Tianyuan City and I still don't know much about everything here. It's time for you to give me a detailed introduction to the specific situation of this team." Yang Qian said on his face. With a faint smile, he said slowly.
Just when he heard "another fairy" in Zhuo Chong's mouth, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
"Senior has a destiny, and junior will naturally tell the truth." Upon hearing Yang Qian's words, the big man with blue eyes named Zhuo was slightly startled at first, and then immediately responded boldly.
In the following period, this person first gave a general introduction to the members of the team, and then gave Yang Gan a detailed introduction to the patrol tasks that Team 56 often performed.
While Yang Qian was listening calmly, a golden light suddenly flashed in from outside the palace door and shot straight towards the three of them.
Upon seeing this golden light, Zhuo Chong and Dong Guofeng looked at each other without making any move, but Yang Qian casually grabbed the void with one hand.
The golden light suddenly turned into a small golden sword that fell straight down and fell into his hand, with a light red jade slip stuck on it.
Before Yang Qian could take down the jade slips, suddenly the palace door was pushed open from the outside, and at the same time a gentle man's voice came in.
"Haha, just now the golden sword passed the message, so it's not too late for the poor Taoist... Hey, you are..." As soon as a Taoist priest with an elegant face walked in, he saw at a glance a Taoist priest wearing Qing Ming Yang Qian, who was in A, couldn't help but look stunned.
"Brother Ma, this is the new senior Yang, who has already served as the captain of our team." Zhuo Chong hurriedly greeted the Taoist priest and introduced Yang Qian's identity.
"Senior Yang...Junior pays homage to senior!" Although the Taoist priest's face flashed with surprise, he immediately reacted, took a few steps, and saluted Yang Qian respectfully.
"You don't need to be polite, fellow Taoist Ma. Fellow Taoist, you have already reached the late stage of Nascent Soul. You are only one step away from entering the realm of divine transformation. It's really gratifying!" Yang Qian looked at the Taoist surnamed Ma carefully and suddenly smiled happily. .
"Senior Yang has a keen eye, but this last step has trapped this junior for hundreds of years. I don't know if he can achieve his wish in this life." Taoist priest surnamed Ma smiled bitterly and kept shaking his head.
Yang Qian smiled lightly, remained silent, raised his hand and took off the red jade slip from the golden sword without hesitation, then slowly immersed his consciousness in it like running water, and looked at it carefully and with concentration.
The other three were like extremely well-behaved sheep, waiting quietly and honestly.
After a moment, Yang Qian quickly pulled out his consciousness from the jade slip. His face was slightly strange, but he still spit out a place name clearly and unmistakably:
"Fuli Marsh!"
"What, how could it be this place!" When the big man with green eyes heard the name of this place, he was shocked as if he was hit by a thunderbolt from the blue. He shouted involuntarily, his voice full of fear and surprise.
Taoist priest surnamed Ma and Dong Guofeng also turned pale as paper in an instant, as if they were eggplants that had been severely damaged by frost.
"Why, Yang has heard about this place. Is there any hidden secret in it?" Yang Qian inadvertently raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a slow and deep tone.
Although he had a relatively detailed understanding of the situation in this swamp, he still needed these Black Iron Guards to explain it in detail at this moment. (End of chapter)