Thinking of this, Qin Yan also deliberately tried it with his own sword.
Sure enough, with just one thought, the sword can enter the God-Suppressing Prison.
Then with a thought, the sword can appear directly in the hand out of thin air.
"Haha, it's done. It actually works. That means I can definitely use the Soul-Suppressing Prison as a 'Qiankun' treasure, right?"
"And it's much better than the Qiankun Ring of that Divine Sword Sect disciple Ji Muxue. The Qiankun Ring is still afraid of being robbed. But my God-Suppressing Prison, no one can snatch it from me, not even Someone knows where the Zhenshen Prison is."
After all, the God-Suppressing Prison is deep in Qin Yan's mind.
In fact, Qin Yan didn't know where the God-Suppressing Prison was. He just knew that he could consciously enter the God-Suppressing Prison with just a thought.
After studying this very practical function, Qin Yan was immediately overjoyed. It would be much more convenient to do anything in the future, especially going out to practice and practice.
The function of the God-Suppressing Prison is really very practical for Qin Yan.
I don’t know what the weapon spirit of Zhenshen Prison is thinking at this moment.
Qin Yan actually compared it with the Qiankun Ring?
Isn't that the same as comparing a giant dragon to a small earthworm?
Qin Yan entered the God-Suppressing Prison again.
Looking at the hundred jars of wine placed in front of his prison tomb, the alcoholic ancestor was excited and said to Qin Yan quickly: "Boy, hurry up, bring the wine to the prison tomb."
Even in this voice, Qin Yan could hear the drunkard ancestor swallowing his saliva.
It seems that the drunkard ancestor is really greedy.
"Where's the technique?" Qin Yan was not in a hurry.
"Take it, take it." As soon as Qin Yan finished speaking, "Julang Sword Technique" appeared in front of him.
Qin Yan took the "Julang Sword Technique" and it felt heavy in his hand.
Got it.
Qin Yan couldn't help feeling happy.
This is a super-class warrior-level technique. I am afraid that the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect may not be able to practice it easily, right?
A relatively ordinary disciple like Lin Xiaoyun may not be able to practice this level of skills for the time being, right?
Of course, these are just Qin Yan's guesses, and he naturally doesn't know the specific situation.
However, the Divine Sword Sect is still the sacred place that Qin Yan longs for most in his heart.
only--
After thinking about it, it doesn't seem to matter now, right?
If he could really keep doing this kind of transaction with the drunkard ancestor, or even expand the scope of the transaction, then he would be equivalent to owning a treasure house of skills.
After I have so many skills, do I still need the Divine Sword Sect?
Of course, there are exercises, but there are no good teachers to guide them.
Do you expect the alcoholic ancestor to give you guidance?
Doesn't that mean that I indirectly became half of his disciple?
It is even very possible that the alcoholic ancestor will use this to ask him to become his teacher, right?
"Boy, what are you waiting for? Bring the wine in quickly." The drunkard ancestor suddenly urged.
Qin Yan finally came to his senses, put aside the thoughts in his mind, and with a thought, the hundred jars of wine entered the prison tomb of the drunkard ancestor.
It seems that he, the master of the God-Suppressing Prison, is not that miserable.
You can do a lot of things, right?
"Bah, bah, bah -"
But immediately, the voice of the drunkard ancestor came out from the prison tomb: "You brat, you did it on purpose, right? You made these horse urine for me to drink, and you want to exchange my skills for me? "
"Ah, you are so shameless, hurry up and return the "Julang Sword Technique" to me. I will not do this business any more."
"I can't even swallow this horse urine."
Qin Yan:......
Horse urine?
This is fine wine, and a jar requires a spiritual stone to buy it.
You must know that a spiritual stone can help an ordinary family of three live for a month.
This is the best wine that Qin Yan can find in batches so far.
Is this still horse urine?
But then I thought about it, after all, the Drunkard Ancestor was at the pinnacle of the Divine Transformation Realm, and the wine that could be drank into his mouth must be immortal brew.
In his eyes, this ordinary mortal wine was regarded as horse urine.
Qin Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "Drunkard Ancestor, it's good that I can get you these horse urine. If you don't like it, then don't make deals with me again in the future. This transaction It has been completed, and the wine is given to you, so the "Julang Sword Technique" will naturally belong to me."
"If you want to take it back, that's absolutely impossible."
"Shameless brat, you are a big liar, my ancestor believed in you. I am so angry that I am so angry, my ancestor is so angry, ahhhh——"
The drunkard ancestor was so angry that he screamed again.
Qin Yan couldn't help laughing when he heard the drunkard ancestor yelling and looking like he was exploding.
As for that?
A dignified ancestor at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm, should he do this?
Really, my mentality is like that of a child.
Can you blame yourself for this? These are the best drinks I can get, so what else can I do?
Anyway, no matter what, now that "Julang Sword Art" is in hand, Qin Yan must hold it tightly and cannot be taken away by the drunkard ancestor.
Qin Yan comforted him: "Drunkard Ancestor, I can understand your naughty old man. But you have to look at what the situation is now, right? I am just a boy equivalent to the fourth level of the Aperture Realm, with no power or power. With your strength, it’s good to be able to urinate like this horse, what else do you want?”
"You should drink it as you please. If you really don't drink it, you won't even have to drink horse urine in the future."
"If you want to drink good wine, then wait slowly. When I become stronger in the future, I will naturally be able to get good wine."
"It's useless to say all this now."
"snort!"
"fraud!"
"big liar!"
The drunkard ancestor looked like a resentful little girl at this time, and spat at Qin Yan again.
But after scolding him, the alcoholic ancestor still shook his head helplessly: "That's all, you are indeed too weak now. It's normal that you can't get any decent wine."
"Ancestor, I can't expect too much from you. If you don't expect anything, you won't be disappointed!"
"but--"
"Hmph, have you ever managed to hide your secrets from me? Don't you just want to get more skills from me?"
"Although you are indeed right about one thing. If you cannot become stronger, it will be absolutely impossible for me to drink good wine. Therefore, for your strength, for my ancestor to be able to drink Good wine, I have made an important decision now."
oh?
Important decision?
The words of the Drunkard Ancestor suddenly made Qin Yan's heart suddenly move. He looked at the Drunkard Ancestor with slightly wide eyes, and there was a sense of expectation in his heart.
What does the drunkard ancestor want to do?
Could it be that he really has such good intentions and wants to help him become stronger?
Qin Yan didn't quite believe that the drunkard ancestor had such good intentions.
as expected--
The drunkard ancestor said to Qin Yan in a very solemn tone: "Boy Qin Yan, please quickly become my disciple. As long as you become my disciple, all the techniques of this ancestor will be given to you. You can pick whatever skills you want."
"Moreover, this ancestor can also teach you carefully. I will only tutor you wholeheartedly. I will definitely be able to make your strength improve by leaps and bounds, your realm will rise rapidly, and I will help you ascend to the throne of God, control the world of dragons, and even break out of this world." All heavens and worlds.”
"How about it, boy? Not bad, right? In this way, you are satisfied, and so is my ancestor. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"
Best of both worlds, right?
To put it bluntly, it is indeed the best of both worlds.
But the problem is——
Since Qin Yan had already decided before, he would naturally not change it again.
Qin Yan is not a person with such a weak will.
so--
Qin Yan's answer was of course unquestionable, and he said directly to the drunkard ancestor: "Excuse me, take my leave."
