Chapter 677 Mountain Soul Ziyan Meets Again

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Outside, Wang Junjie and others saw the thirteen people wielding weapons or casting magic spells, struggling to fight in a panic, but there was no enemy around them.

"Array!"

A thought flashed through the hearts of Wang Junjie and others at the same time. In this way, no one dared to easily enter Yue Jing's surroundings, and his eyes were nervously watching the thirteen alchemy stage Dzogchen in the formation.

An hour later, the thirteen monks were out of breath and in a trance. Suddenly they stopped their movements and stood there blankly. In front of their eyes, the densely packed shrimp soldiers and crabs disappeared, but the surrounding sea water seemed to become very solemn and began to squeeze towards them.

They wanted to move, but they couldn't move at all, completely restrained by the formation. Soon, it became difficult to breathe, and finally there was a "bang", the pieces of meat flew flying, and they were crushed alive by the invisible sea water, and the thirteen alchemy stages turned into blood mist, which dissipated ten times. In front of tens of thousands of monks.

Two hours passed, Yue Jing stood up from the ground, looked at the densely packed monks outside the formation, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, he jumped out of the formation and charged towards Wang Junjie.

Wang Junjie was taken aback for a moment, and then he was furious, and the long sword in his hand flickered and gave birth to little stars. But seeing that Yue Jing punched him, the starlight that had just been born was stagnated, that Yue Jing had already laughed out loud, passed over Wang Junjie's head, rushed into the formation of stone statues, and rushed away. At the same time, Yue Jing's Hongliang voice came from the formation:

"Wang Junjie, let's work together to break through the formation of stone statues first, and then we'll talk about it after entering the Hebo Palace and obtaining the treasures according to our own abilities. There are still more than two years left in the Hebo Immortal Mansion, and then we will fight each other with our own means." One round. If you insist on finding trouble with me now, I am not afraid, but you may not be able to defeat me, and you will lose the treasures in Hebo Palace in vain."

Wang Junjie looked deeply at Yue Jing in the formation of stone statues, secretly calculated, and coldly shouted to his fellow disciples:

"Break the array!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed into the formation of stone statues first. The remaining 100,000 or so monks looked at each other and rushed into the stone formation one after another.

Another ten days passed.

Xu Ziyan sat on the bluestone,

Slightly opened his eyes. Through the thousands of miles of yellow sand formation, she saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy standing upright outside the formation. With a fixed gaze, he recognized that it was the young man who entered the mansion's place when he first entered the Hebo Immortal Mansion, and killed Qu Huilang.

At this time, I saw the young man slowly moving around the thousands of miles of yellow sand formation, looking up and down at the thousands of miles of yellow sand formation.

Yanshan Soul spent a month searching for Xu Ziyan's whereabouts in Heboxian Mansion. He had also been to this large array of yellow sand before, but he thought that since there was such a large array here, Xu Ziyan would naturally not come here . So, he left immediately and went to look for it.

When he searched all over He Boxian's mansion, but still couldn't find Xu Ziyan's figure, he came back to this great formation of thousands of miles of yellow sand. During the period, he also returned to the general's place. When he found that there was no one there, he was shocked and searched around, which allowed him to find a gap in the formation's restriction, and came all the way to Hebo palace. But he didn't break into the formation, but released his spiritual consciousness, looking for Xu Ziyan's figure among more than 100,000 monks.

Now Yan Shanhun's spiritual consciousness has devoured the original spiritual consciousness in Langya's head, and fused with the self-generated spiritual consciousness of Langya's arm. He doesn't even know how high his spiritual consciousness is. So in just a moment, he found that there was no trace of Xu Ziyan here. Repeatedly recalling the search in the past month in his mind, it finally reminded him of the Great Formation of Yellow Sand. A thought crossed my mind:

"Could it be that Ziyan is in that great formation?"

Once this thought comes to mind, it cannot be stopped. So, he withdrew and flew towards the formation of thousands of miles of yellow sand.

The body fell outside the thousands of miles of yellow sand formation, Yan Shanhun slightly closed his eyes, and penetrated his spiritual consciousness.

Xu Ziyan became curious. She didn't know why Yanshan soul came here, and she always felt a little familiar with Yanshan soul. There was a faint smile on the face of Yanshan soul, although he couldn't break through the formation, but because he fused two Langya's souls, he could tell that the formation in front of him was not an ancient formation, but an ancient formation. It was just laid out not long ago. That also means that it was probably arranged by Xu Ziyan, so Yanshan soul withdrew his consciousness and stood with his hands behind his back.

Xu Ziyan was taken aback, looking at the appearance of Yanshan soul, he seemed to know that there was someone in this formation, and he would come out sooner or later. Seeing his calm appearance appear on the face of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, I couldn't help but feel a little amused. Yan Shanhun suddenly moved his index finger and his throat rolled.

Not far away, a Lightning Sheep came out, tilted its head to look at Yanshan Soul, a sparkling light ball suddenly formed between the two horns, and then a bolt of lightning struck Yanshan Soul who was standing with his hands behind his back.

There was a slight smile on Yan Shanhun's face, he waved his hand, and grabbed the lightning in his hand, and then with a thought, a thorn rose suddenly, piercing through the abdomen of the lightning sheep. Yan Shanhun walked up to the Lightning Sheep, grabbed the Lightning Sheep, and came to the river to peel the Lightning Sheep.

Xu Ziyan watched Yanshan Soul busy there through the big array, put the lightning sheep on the bonfire, and took out various seasonings from the storage ring to spread on the lightning sheep. When the mutton was cooked, it was golden and greasy, and the aroma of the meat spread into the formation. Yan Shanhun pulled off a leg of lamb and took a bite, regardless of whether the meat was hot or not, he ate with relish, his brows were full of joy.

Xu Ziyan looked funny, and thought that it was time for him to go to the formation of stone statues. He flipped the formula with both hands, and the formation pillars rose from the ground one by one, became smaller, and flew towards Xu Ziyan. Put away the one hundred and eight array pillars. Before Xu Ziyan stood up from the bluestone, the fluctuation of space had already been noticed by Yan Shanhun. He suddenly raised his head and saw that the thick fog in front of him had dissipated. On the bluestone, it is Xu Ziyan who sits upright.

Seeing Xu Ziyan suddenly, seeing Xu Ziyan looking at him with a smile in his eyes, looking at the leg of lamb in his hand, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed. An alchemy period is perfect, but greedy for appetite, sitting there with his mouth wide open like a child waiting to be punished, with a strand of greasy shredded meat hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the appearance of Yanshan soul, Xu Ziyan sniffed, pointed at the sheep on the bonfire, and said with a smile: "Friend Daoist, can I have a share?"

"Oh~~" Yan Shanhun pulled off a leg of lamb and handed it to Xu Ziyan who had come to the opposite side.

Xu Ziyan took the leg of lamb, turned his hand and took out a short dagger, cut off a piece of meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. The taste is really good. Xu Ziyan looked at the soul of Yanshan on the opposite side, and his eyes showed approval. He didn't expect that this teenage child had a skill in barbecue.

At this time, Yanshan soul seemed to have come out of the embarrassment of seeing Xu Ziyan just now, and began to nibble on the leg of lamb without a sound. It's just that the eyes always look at Xu Ziyan from time to time.

Xu Ziyan naturally noticed the eyes of Yanshan soul, and she could feel the breath of the young man on the opposite side constantly changing. Familiarity, unfamiliarity, hesitation, determination, alternate with each other.

At this time, Yanshan soul was very conflicted, thinking of meeting Xu Ziyan, but he didn't know which identity Langya? Yanshan soul? And after getting to know each other, how to get along with Xu Ziyan makes Yanshan soul very confused.

Xu Ziyan took a few mouthfuls and looked up at Yanshan soul. She was also very curious about Yanshan soul in her heart, and always felt that there was a familiarity in it. asked softly:

"What's your name, friend Daoist?"

Yan Shanhun's expression was startled, and the leg of lamb in his hand paused, but he let out a long breath in the end, as if he had made some important decision, and stared at Xu Ziyan and said:

"Zi Yan, I am the mountain soul."

Xu Ziyan's expression froze for a moment, and the appearance of a five-year-old child with a tiger head and a tiger brain appeared in front of his eyes, and gradually coincided with the boy in front of him, and he exclaimed happily:

"Mountain Soul, it's really you."

Yan Shanhun laughed "hehe" twice, but remained silent. Xu Ziyan looked at the grown-up Yanshan soul, and remembered all the past of Yanshan soul, and said with a smile:

"Shan Hun, you have changed a lot, it's not your old style at all."

The corner of Yan Shanhun's mouth twitched and said, "What was my style in the past?"

"Arrogance! Hahaha..." Xu Ziyan couldn't help laughing when he thought of the spoken words of Yanshan soul in the past.

Looking at the smiling face of Xu Ziyan who is close at hand, Yan Shanhun's mind is in a trance. In a trance, he didn't know if he was Langya or the soul of Yanshan. Scenes of Sansheng III kept flashing in Yan Shanhun's mind, and finally, in Qinghuo Zongfang City, Xu Ziyan, who was confused and confused, stood in front of the restaurant door and shouted "hungry" for a moment, in his heart Can't help a pain.

Xu Ziyan looked at the change of expression on Yan Shanhun's face opposite, and saw that his face had receded from immaturity. Although he was still a little green, vicissitudes seemed to be locked between his brows. Appearing on a person's body, but at this moment, it is staggered on Yan Shanhun's face, he couldn't help being stunned, and asked softly:

"You...are you really a mountain soul?"

Yan Shanhun glanced at Xu Ziyan in surprise, nodded and said: "Of course."

"But... yours has really changed a lot!"

There is some confusion in Xu Ziyan's eyes. The soul of Yanshan in front of him is no longer what it was ten years ago. Sitting opposite him, sometimes he can even feel the pressure from the other party. The vicissitudes between the eyebrows made Xu Ziyan feel like he was facing a master who had experienced thousands of years.

Um! It was like facing Ximen Guyan. No, it seems that he has more background than Ximen Guyan, but that young face clearly tells Xu Ziyan that the soul of Yanshan on the opposite side is just a young man. This feeling is very strange, like an unsheathed precious knife, the scabbard is new, but the precious knife in the sheath is an ancient knife.

sweat! Dropped to the eighth place again, it seems that breaking through the Nascent Soul yesterday failed! What about pink tickets?

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