Chapter 679: free oneself

There was no trace of Xuan Zhu, and Yang Jian's heart was always a little uneasy.
When he tortured the Kunpeng Yuanshen, he did not ask the least bit of information about the cave mansion. Kunpeng even told Yang Jian about several treasure lands, but when he mentioned Xuanzhu and the cave mansion, the Kunpeng Yuanshen would directly shut down. mouth.
　　‘I have nothing to say with you, the skill is not as good as you. ’
　　 and...
　　 Kunpeng died so easily, Yang Jian always felt a bit too unreal.
　　 is so easy to be tracked by Xiao Hei, and so easily cut by him...
　　 The so-called easy is also relatively speaking; Yang Jian and Kun Peng chased and fought for more than a month, crossing a small half of the Chaos Sea, which was actually a protracted battle.
　　 But Yang Jian always feels that he hasn't done all of his work. Regarding Kunpeng, he has missed a very important aspect.
　　 How could Kunpeng, who had been chased by the three saints, be killed so easily?
　　 "Finally, go to the Remnant Bone Realm and search for it."
　　 Yang Jian murmured, but halfway through the flight, he suddenly turned back to the Kunpeng bone disposal site, hiding in the dark and watching quietly.
　　 This hiding is half a year.
Yang Jian showed surprising patience, turning into a cloud of smoke and moving in the chaotic atmosphere, watching Kunpeng's body shrinking, watching the treasures stacked on the side become continuous mountains, and the pieces of income The Kunpeng flesh and blood in the storage magic weapon.
　　 During this period, jade charms continued to fly out of the Chaos Sea to communicate with Chu Qi. Naturally, Xin Ke, who got in touch with Chu Qi, was regularly inquiring about the current situation here.
　　 nothing unusual?
　　 "Guess wrong?" Yang Jian whispered for a while, but as long as he closes his eyes, he seems to see a picture-a twisted black shadow emerges from Kunpeng's remnant body, raising his hands to kill the heroes.
　　 Seeing that the process of disposing of the corpse was about to enter the final stage, the cave mansion was about to appear, and Yang Jian was paying full attention to the situation ahead.
　　 For another half month, Kunpeng's corpse was only left with the last tenth of flesh and blood. Among the flesh like a mountain, a stone gate was picked out of flesh and blood.
　　 Yang Jian still wanted to wait for the change, and suddenly saw a silver light shot out of the gap in Shimen. When everyone was blocked in time, he shot straight towards Yang Jian's hiding place.
　　 Yang Jian was stunned, then a wry smile.
　　唳!
　　 The silver light turned into a foot-long silver little eagle, standing on Yang Jian's shoulders with vigor, and completely exposed Yang Jian's hiding place.
"it's me."
　　 Yang Jian said in a deep voice, and had to fly out from the dark; Chu Qi frowned, and said coldly: "Are you worried about me?"
　　 "Don't get me wrong, I was worried about what happened here, so I deliberately hid and waited."
　　 Yang Jian explained with a wry smile, raised his hand and patted two boxes on Xiaoying's head; Xiaoying hunched his head comfortably, squatting on Yang Jian's shoulder and squinting for a while.
　　 Chu Qi didn't say much, Yang Jian walked slowly to the front of the stone gate and motioned to the surrounding spiritual masters to continue their hands.
　　 "What the is this?" Chu Qi asked in a deep voice, and realized that things were unusual.
　　 "Where to live," Yang Jian said, "Shall we go in and have a look?"
　　 Chu Qi nodded lightly, with a scimitar in his hand, motioning for Yang Jian to be behind her.
　　Yang Jian chuckled and stepped forward. He had already explored it with his spiritual sense before, and there was no slight fluctuation in the atmosphere of this cave.
　　 Pushing open the stone gate, two stone walls exuding luminosity and a long corridor are greeted by the eyes.
　　 The stone wall seems to be some kind of ancient treasure, with incomparably complex formation patterns imprinted in it; faintly, these formation patterns have the effect of concentration and peace of mind, stepping into the tunnel, the mind becomes peaceful inexplicably.
　　 But obviously, the effect of these patterns is more than that.
　　 Walk fifteen feet and you will reach the end of the tunnel. There is a jade-faced screen directly in front of you, with passages on both sides.
　　 One left and the other right, the two began to explore tacitly, and then gathered behind the screen.
　　 A small and exquisite palace appeared in front of them. The palace had only four pillars at the corners. The outside of the palace was covered with a light film, and the outside was the flesh and blood of Kunpeng.
　　 The main hall is ten feet long and wide. There is a futon in the game. Just below the futon is a large piece of light red jade with complex patterns inside.
　　 There are a few empty bookshelves in the left corner, and a stone bed on the right. There is nothing else.
　　 Yang Jian walked slowly into the futon, looked around, and his eyes were full of overlapping array patterns.
　　 His face was obviously a little gloomy, and he raised his hand to destroy these formation patterns, but he still sighed softly and put his hands down.
　　 glanced at Chu Qi, who was very calm on the side, Yang Jian cleared up his mood and decided to avert the topic and not let her think too much.
　　 finally got rid of the hatred, but don't fall into it anymore.
　　 Yang Jian said: "This may be the cave house that was swallowed by Kunpeng, or maybe someone opened up a cave house in Kunpeng's body, and lived here."
"This is where Kunpeng's heart is located," Chu Qi quietly denied Yang Jian's "maybe", "During the period of dismantling Kunpeng's body, I found a large formation in it, which was built with my own blood. The formation, and here is the formation."
　　 Yang Jian was silent for a moment.
　　 Naturally, he also discovered these. He wanted to keep it secret, but he didn't expect that she would still notice these details when she dismantled Kun Peng.
　　 Chu Qi asked calmly, "Master, is Kunpeng still alive?"
　　 "Oh? Why did you say that?" Yang Jian asked in surprise.
Chu Qi said, "Apart from Kunpeng himself, who can directly deploy such a large formation in Kunpeng's body? This large formation obviously draws vitality and mana from various places into the eyes of the formation, and this eye is still the most important thing. Heavy heart?"
　　 "Do you mean that Kun Peng has spent a great deal of time and refined himself?" Yang Jian was pretending to be confused, his expression a little dumbfounded.
　　 Chu Qi nodded quite agreeably, and said in a low voice: "It will shed like a cicada, take off its body, and create another body."
　　 "Why does he want this?"
"Sacred," Chu Qi's eyelids drooped slightly, "Although Kunpeng's body is strong, the innate Taoist body is the body that fits the avenue best; moreover, the mysterious tortoise's mysterious pearl is not here, originally I thought you took it away, but Destroying Kunpeng's body completely, there is no breath of profound beads at all."
　　 Yang Jian suddenly became a little speechless, and he didn't want to hide it from her.
　　 "In fact, when I was fighting Kun Peng, I always felt that his strength was not as good as his reputation as a demon master," Yang Jian said, "The point is... the reaction is too slow."
　　Chu Qi nodded slightly: "This may just be the body abandoned by Kunpeng."
　　 "But how does the soul explain it?"
　　 "I heard that there was a secret technique in ancient times, which can give birth to a new primordial spirit from within the primordial spirit, which can break through the realm of oneself."
　　 Yang Jian, with his hands behind his back, looked around in a circle, "If this is the case, then it should be really troublesome."
Chu Qi said: "With Kunpeng's character, after he leaves his old body, he will definitely abandon this powerful old body. He knows that he has made too many enemies, maybe... now he may be lurking in the predicament, waiting for the opportunity to do it. What."
　　 "Don't scare me," Yang Jian patted Kitty's head. The latter gently spread its wings, and the silver-white wings exuded a little holy light.
　　 "This matter should be given to them by the ward," Chu Qi looked at Yang Jian, "I will return to the Black Spirit Country to discuss this matter with them."
　　 "Alright, I'll go to Baishan to subdue the forces," Yang Jian shook his head, feeling a difficult future.
　　 seems to have a pair of eyes that are about to kill him at any time, watching his neck where he can't see...
　　 With the mind of Kunpeng, it is very likely that the wind and water have been mixed in the predicament...
　　 "It's nothing, it's useless to think more," Yang Jian said, "I will go back to Honghuang later and remind the Yuxu Palace and Laojun to prepare them early, so that they won't be inexplicably calculated."
　　 Chu Qi was a little distracted, as if searching for something in his memory, he just responded softly.
　　 When the two walked out of Shimen, they looked at each other. What Yang Jian saw in her eyes was firmness, but Chu Qi found helplessness and fatigue in Yang Jian's eyes.
　　 Chu Qi said: "Don't push yourself too hard."
　　 "You are so gentle, I'm really not used to it."
　　 "Hmph," Chu Qi swept his sleeves, turned and walked aside; Yang Jian scratched his head, found a place to sit casually, and started teasing Kitty with Kunpeng flesh and blood.
After a few more days of work, Kunpeng’s corpse was finally finished; the skeleton was broken, the blood was collected, the flesh was cut into small pieces for seals, and the mountains of treasures dug out... all these were put into storage. Among the magic weapons, it was filled with thousands of magic weapons.
　　 Chu Qi took all these magic weapons and returned to Xuandu City first.
　　 Yang Jian was delayed for more than half a year, and he still embarked on the road to the world of residual bones. He wants to use the fastest time to unify the thousands of forces in the Baishan Mountains, and he needs to be the kind that can't be bloodied.
　　 There are too many treasures in Kunpeng's body ~EbookFREE.me~, but not too precious treasures.
　　 This is also a bit wrong.
　　 Not only the mysterious turtle and the mysterious beads, Kunpeng should also have at least two or three innate treasures, such as the missing witch sword, it is likely to fall in the hands of the demon master.
　　 Various signs indicate that Kun Peng really did a ‘cicada sloughing’. What Yang Jian killed at this time was only the body of Kunpeng that had been removed.
　　 This is Kunpeng, not Kunpeng.
　　 Yang Jian killed Kunpeng's past, but he didn't know where Kunpeng's body is now; even, Yang Jian faintly felt that where he had met the real body of the demon master Kunpeng, but he didn't even know it.
　　 startled in a cold sweat inexplicably.
　　 "Who would it be?"
　　 Yang Jian kept pondering in his heart.
　　I have just explored that cave house, and it seems that there have been no people living in a long time.
　　 Demon Master Kunpeng...
　　 The sea of ​​chaos is boundless, trying to find a strong man who deliberately hides, and there is no clue to Kunpeng's new body, this is more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.
　　 "Well, let the saint masters worry about these things."
　　 Yang Jian glanced at the location of the Mo Suo logo, and quickly swept towards the mountains; if it hadn't been uneventful along the way, he really wanted to return to Honghuang to report the matter now.
　　 Half a month later, Yang Jian entered the hundred magnificent mountains, stopped at a spiritual teahouse, and returned to the incarnation of the prehistoric.
　　 He got up to go to Yuxu Palace, but there was a shout beside him...
　　 "Hey! How can you leave without saying hello?"
　　 Duobao is still here... eating and drinking.