Chapter 721: Xuan Du Said Mengbian 2 Lang

The chaotic sea lane is chaotic, and the escape methods are mostly based on the path search. Therefore, they are not in the realm of saints. You cannot use the escape method in the chaotic sea. You can only force through it by yourself.
Yang Jian got Mo Suo, and the effect on him at this time was completely comparable to a congenital treasure.
After leaving the Xuandu City, open the Xuntianlu; this somewhat broken scroll burned out on its own, turning into a colorless breath wrapped around the fingertips of Yang Jian's right thumb, pointing out the direction for Yang Jian.
The appearance of the Xuandu appeared in Yang Jian's heart, recalling the aura and Taoist rhyme of the Xuandu, and his fingertips quickly quivered.
As he dived into Mo Suo, Yang Jian sighed lightly, and complicated thoughts kept coming up in his heart.
As far as this matter is concerned, the best result is that Master Xuandu does not know the problem of this evil law; how could Dao Sect Senior Brother calculate Yang Jian and do such things that are harmful to the prehistoric?
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If Yunxiao hadn't accidentally noticed such a problem, and really waited for a powerful enemy to attack, he pulled the boundless army of spirit races back to the prehistoric, but was directly reversed by the caring people, leaving the spirit race masters into an uncontrollable and frantic massacre. situation……
The fear of the desolation of the famine is only overnight, and it is destroyed in the palm of Yang Jian's hands!
Even without the use of those powerful enemies, the predecessor was destroyed in a reversible secret spell...
The thought of such a scene made Yang Jian's heart tremble slightly.
In this matter, he was calculated by others, and Honghuang was calculated by others, but I don't know whether Xuantu was the one who calculated or was a member of the calculation.
The only way Yang Jian could think of was to ask in person.
It is true that this is not very clever, but if Yang Jian can't ask a question, Dao's heart will be uneasy.
"Maybe I have been thinking too much."
Yang Jian whispered, unconsciously he has been sitting in Mo Suo for a long time.
With his right thumb trembling lightly, Mo Suo drove into the Chaos Sea silently, breaking the boundless aura of chaos in the next moment, and disappearing near the Black Spirit Kingdom.
The place where Xuan Du hid and slept was quite remote. Yang Jian had Mo Suo available, and it took him a day and a night to find this place.
This can be regarded as a rather strange place in the Chaos Sea. A fairy island is immersed in the sky. The chaotic aura is scattered here to make all kinds of vitality. The original chaotic Tao will become'stable' and smooth here. .
Yang Jian took a few more glances and found that this fairy island itself seemed to have formed a certain formation. If expected, it should be the remains of the world from a previous era.
There is a small city on the island, and there are many villages near the city. About tens of thousands of chaotic spirits live here. Among them, the spiritual race with the highest cultivation base is just equivalent to the Da Luo pinnacle of Yuanshen Dao, and is not outstanding.
Xuan Du stayed here.
Yang Jian left Mo Suo and flew towards Xia Yun on the island, and soon found the master who was sleeping in a cloud of mist.
Seeing Xuandu, Yang Jian's hesitation and complexity in his heart gradually faded...
How could such a character who wants nothing but sleep to frame Honghuang? How can you calculate yourself?
But in any case, Yang Jian had to ask, and had to ask.
After taking two steps forward, he separated a strand of Xuan Gang, and gently poked the soft bubbles around Xuan Du's body. Hearing a snap, the bubble exploded directly, and Master Xuandu's snoring sound suddenly came out.
"Uncle? Uncle?"
"Huh?" Xuandu complained dissatisfied for a while, waved his hand, turned around, and continued to fall asleep.
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, suddenly a name popped up in his heart, and said, "Xiankong has been killed. Uncle, are you still sleeping?"
Xuan Du opened his eyes abruptly, the confusion and muddle in his eyes disappeared in a blink of an eye, and he lay down in the air, but his eyes were already staring at Yang Jian.
"Are they really present? How long did I sleep?"
After hearing this, Yang Jian slowly closed his eyes, and then sighed softly.
The master really concealed many things.
"Uncle, there is nothing wrong with Hong Huang, and Nether River hasn't moved yet. Just now I saw that Uncle was sleeping too well, so I deliberately scared Uncle."
Xuan Du sighed in a long sigh of relief, then slumped there with a smile and cursed: "You fellow, don't take care of Xuandu City, come and disturb my practice!"
But for an instant, Xuandu's smile froze on his face, and his face became extremely solemn.
Yang Jian smiled bitterly and stared at Xuandu.
The two of them almost spoke in unison...
Xuandu said, "Where did you hear this name?"
Yang Jian asked: "How does Uncle know this name?"
Then there was a moment of silence, Yang Jian and Xuan Du were separated by a distance of more than ten feet, facing each other in the sky full of clouds.
After a long while, Yang Jian said, "This name is that I strayed into a hundred mountains when I chased Kunpeng. It should be the remains of the world left by Tai Chi. Each mountain is extremely magnificent, and countless lives are buried in it. I am inside. After searching for a long time, I learned that it was the strongest man named Xiankong who squeezed the original earth into the appearance of a hundred mountains."
Master Xuandu made a haha, and praised Yang Jian with a thumbs up: "You can find out this? Really awesome."
"Then, how did the master know this name?"
"Isn't this just what you said?"
"Really," Yang Jian lowered his eyebrows and sighed, and did not ask more.
He took out the low table and futon from the black turtle belt, and gestured to Master Xuandu, "Uncle, let's drink and chat."
Master Xuandu suddenly felt a little bit stunned, and smiled: "Why do you look at you like this, Uncle Xuan, I'm a little weak?"
Turning over, Xuan Du stretched out and sat on the futon opposite Yang Jian.
After Yang Jian took his seat, he took two pots of immortal wine and two wine bottles, filling Xuandu.
As if asking casually and talking at home, Yang Jian muttered: "Uncle's great dream magic can travel through the ages in the dream, during the time in the dream, and when the uncle is really asleep, Is it normal?"
"The years in the dream are fast and slow, and the most dim and unpredictable," Xuan Du frowned. "What are you asking? If you want to be straightforward, don't go around with me."
"Uncle Uncle has been to Taishi Realm in a dream?"
Xuandu said: "I remember telling you that Taishi has been there several times, but my memory is a little vague, I can't remember too much."
"The uncle has ever been to the era before Taishi, and has he ever heard of the name Xiankong in his dream?"
"Before Taishi...should have been there," Xuan Du pinched and calculated, "but I didn't remember the least bit about Taishi's dream before. This name of Xiankong was indeed only vaguely heard in a dream. In my impression, it is a tough and powerful enemy, one of the strongest, but the details are unknown."
Unknown...
"Uncle Really can't remember?"
"What the is going on," Xuan Du put aside the wine bottle, "Yang Jian, what are you doing here?"
Putting down the wine bottle, Yang Jian and Xuandu looked at each other, their eyes were clearer and less confused than when he first arrived here.
Yang Jian said: "The method of controlling the spiritual core given to me by the uncle uncle hides the mystery. If the rune is reversed, it will make the spirit race mad. Does uncle know this or not?"
Xuan Du's face became more solemn, and a little helpless wry smile was outlined at the corner of his mouth.
"It turned out to be this... you discovered this? Well, no matter what I say, you won't believe me anymore. Otherwise, why would you just try with the name Xiankong?"
Yang Jian said, "I believe it."
"Well, I do know this. I removed the method of reversing the rune," Xuandu said calmly, "If you believe in me, you won't come here to find me, but I can say, myself Nothing is the heart of disaster."
"Master Sanqing has seen this evil method?"
Xuandu said: "I have seen it, but I haven't seen the reversibility of the rune."
Yang Jian laughed mockingly, "The saint also has times when he is blind."
"I'm also a little curious," Xuan Du sighed, "How did you learn about this? Originally, I wanted to rot it in my heart, no one mentioned it."
Yang Jian did not answer.
"Since I know the hidden worries here, why didn't Uncle Master create another method on the basis of this method? Make that symbol irreversible?" Yang Jian asked a little bit in his words, "According to Uncle's ability, it is difficult to do this. ?"
Xuandu said: "It's not difficult, but I didn't think it was necessary at the time."
Yang Jian clenched his fists secretly, "If this method is calculated by those powerful enemies, deliberately gifting them in the dreams of the master, and when the world wars, secretly make the spirit race run away, how can the predominance survive? But I have never been reckless and indifferent in such a major event. Today, I have explained it with such a reason. How can Uncle let me believe it!"
"But that's the truth," Xuan Du picked up the bottle and drank the clear liquid in the bottle, his eyes flashing a little.
Yang Jian slowly calmed his breathing.
Xuan Du sighed: "The world sees things and sees everything they want to see, so you can be happy and happy. Only you, a foolish person, have to ask questions about things that don’t have answers. Go back, lunch today. I have never seen you before, and I have no shame in this matter."
Yang Jian said, "I also ask Uncle and I to go to Master Sanqing to make this clear."
"When my sleep is gone, I will go to Xuandu City to find you. Then I will go to the teacher and they will talk about it." Xuandu waved his hand, turned and walked back to the original floating place, slowly lying sideways, With his back to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian sat there for a while, drank the wine in the bottle, and got up to make a beating to Master Xuandu.
"As a junior, it is really wrong to suspect the senior in the door for no reason. No matter what the matter is, I offended my uncle first, so I should apologize~EbookFREE.me~Xuan Du slowly closed his eyes and did not answer. .
"I will try my best to remedy this matter. If Uncle Master really misses all sentient beings, please return to Honghuangxun as soon as possible. Several masters will inform you of this matter and your nephew will leave.
Yang Jian arched his hands and turned towards the Chaos Sea.
Xuan Du turned his back to Yang Jian, and Yang Jian couldn't see the helpless flash of help on his face.
Yang Jian walked just ten feet away, and suddenly heard the sound of stretching behind him, and a few groans accompanied by a yawn...
"If you don't wake up from a big dream, you can find out where to find it. The false and the real are mixed, and you need a finger."
Yang Jian paused, without looking back, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, can you give me a promise to make me feel peaceful."
"Perhaps in my dream I have experienced countless lives that are not in the mysterious capital, and may have done things that are not my heart; but at this time, here, I am a Taiqing disciple, a disciple of Taoism, and a prehistoric creature."
"This is Uncle's answer?"
"Whatever you see," Xuan Du chuckled lightly and sighed, "At this moment, I am waking up from a dream, how can I tell?"
Yang Jian stood for a moment, did not say anything, and gradually walked away, his figure obscured by the aura of chaos.
After a while, Mo Suo broke through layers of cover and returned to the Black Spirit Kingdom.
Yang Jian put his hands on the back of his head and lay on Mo Suo's futon, quietly in a trance.
"Fine."
First think about the remedy, adjust the structure of the Black Spirit Kingdom, and discuss how to use the power of the Chaos Spirit Race to protect the prehistoric.
And the stone monkey...
Things are really one after another, and then even if they want to retreat, they will not be able to live.
Big dreams don’t want to wake up...
Big dream...
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