Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Soul of the Miserable Mountain

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Only the liquid formed from stalactites that is helpful to the cultivation of martial artists is called jade liquid, and stalactites that can form this jade liquid are even rarer, and millions of stalactites may not be able to appear one of these stalactites, which shows the preciousness of jade liquid. Often a drop of jade liquid can be sold for a sky-high price, but there is a waterhole here, although this waterhole is not large......

"Yes, this is the jade liquid, it belongs to you now, and it is a gift I gave you in advance. When you find all three materials for me, I will dissolve the cartilage in the meridians for you. ”

"Bang ......"

Qin Shuang's heart beat violently, her face turned red with excitement, she knew that with this pool of jade liquid, she could completely improve her cultivation by leaps and bounds, and Wang Tianning would no longer be a threat.

She stopped talking at the moment, and at this point she felt that it would be a waste of time to say any more words. "Poof" jumped into the pool, the pool was not deep, that is, just over Qinshuang's chest. Standing in the pool, Qin Shuang began to practice the third form of the phoenix body.

Originally, I still felt that the difficult movements became smooth in this pool, and I didn't feel a trace of difficulty at all, and the jade liquid turned into a trace of true qi and entered Qin Shuang's body, constantly refining her body......

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Celestial.

Taixu Sect.

The peak of the purple smoke peak.

Xu Ziyan held the jade flute in one hand, and gently stroked the face of the petrified Yanshan soul with the other, and whispered softly:

Do you know how lonely I am?

Mountain spirit, wake up! The catastrophe is over, wake up, travel the world with me! You promised me, woo woo......"

There is a spatial enchantment in the petrified body of Yanshan Soul that flickers with a faint light, and through this enchantment is the internal space of Yanshan Soul.

At this time, the space in his body was not petrified, but it had just turned into a swamp, and he could no longer see the magnificent scene of the original continent. Mixed with the smell of ruthless stones and sentient springs.

The swamp-like mud bubbles one after another, exuding the breath of death and decay, and this breath of death and decay is corroding the enchantment of the space in the body of Yanshan Soul, once the enchantment collapses, that is, when Yanshan Soul is completely petrified and falls.

"Roaring ......"

The mud burst out, and countless mud formed a big mouth, devouring the soul of the Yanshan Soul who was dodging around. Yan Shan's soul was no longer so condensed at this time, and began to have a trace of transparency, seeing that big mouth biting towards him in the air, he fled into the distance in a panic.

"Roaring ......"

The big mouth pursued him fiercely, and bit the soul of Yan Shan Soul in his mouth, and Yan Shan Soul instantly floated out of that big mouth, but the figure was a little lighter, and let out a terrible scream.

"Whoosh......"

The soul of Yan Shan Soul rushed out of that layer of enchantment.

"Bang ......"

As soon as the soul of Yanshan Soul rushed out of the enchantment, it hit the body that had been petrified, and I don't know what the reason for this petrified body was, it actually had the effect of imprisoning the soul, and the soul of Yanshan Soul was bounced back all of a sudden, and it fell within the enchantment, and below him was the big mouth that was biting towards him.

"Click......

That big mouth bit the soul of Yan Shan Soul again, and the soul of Yan Shan Soul floated out of that mouth again, but the figure was a little lighter, and Yan Shan Soul understood that as long as he was constantly bitten by that mouth like this, he would eventually be scattered and truly fall.

The familiar sound of the flute stopped, and Xu Ziyan's murmur came in again, and he couldn't help shouting outside.

"Purple smoke, purple smoke, help me, help me ......"

It's just that Xu Ziyan outside the body didn't seem to hear his cry at all, and was still muttering in a low voice, and the voice penetrated into the enchantment without hindrance, echoing in the ears of Yan Shan's soul.

"Mountain Spirit, wake up! It's been 100,000 years since the catastrophe ended, why haven't you woken up? I'm really miserable, so tired......

"Whoosh......"

Yan Shan's soul once again avoided that big mouth, but his soul was already very tired. As Xu Ziyan said.

100,000 years......

He has been on the run for 100,000 years......

He's tired......

And his soul is constantly fading, he feels that he has no strength to run anymore, and as his soul fades, it seems that his memory is gradually disappearing, and the memory of the past with Xu Ziyan is gradually fading, and gradually he can only remember the name Xu Ziyan, and he feels that the name Xu Ziyan and that voice are very familiar and kind to him, and he can't remember everything else......

"If you have love to die and you are ruthless to live, will you really die if you have love?" Xu Ziyan wrapped his hands around Yan Shan's waist, put his face on the chest of Yan Shan's soul who had been petrified, and tears burst out of his eyes.

"There is love to die and there is no mercy to live...... Why is it so familiar......" Yan Shan's soul showed a trace of fluctuation: "Did I end up like this because of love?"

So, who am I in love with? Is it Xu Ziyan?

I'm tired! I don't want to run away anymore! If my lover is really Xu Ziyan, and this familiar voice and familiar breath is Xu Ziyan, let me die in this voice and breath......"

The soul of Yan Shan Soul spread its arms in the air, closed its eyes, and stretched out its body to no longer escape.

"Roaring ......"

A big mouth flew up from the mire, getting bigger and bigger, and swallowed the soul of Yanshan in one bite......

Xu Ziyan raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears on his cheeks, and looked up at Yan Shan's petrified face, with a sad look in his eyes.

In the past 100,000 years, she has given up cultivation and everything, just accompanying Yanshan Soul here every day, playing the dragon and phoenix for him, and talking to him, but she has never received the slightest response.

"Mountain Soul, it's been 100,000 years, please give me a response, okay......? Woohoo......"

Xu Ziyan's body slowly sat on the ground, leaned on Yan Shan Soul's thigh, looked up at the sky, his eyes gradually became blurred, and he fell into memory.

The scenes of the past were replayed in front of her eyes, from the time when she was in the capital of the vast continent to the first time she met Langya, and then to the first time she met the five-year-old Yanshan Soul, as if it was just yesterday......

Suddenly.

Xu Ziyan sat up straight, she remembered that when she pursued the Blood Demon with the Nine Great Sect Masters, the Blood Demon had escaped into a merit monument in the Nether Martial Artist Continent. At the beginning, the Oneiroi Machine said that something would happen to the merit monument within 10,000 years, but now more than 100,000 years have passed, I wonder if the blood demon has left the merit monument?

Standing up from the ground, he glanced back at Yan Shan Soul, and sighed softly, finally not worrying about the matter of the blood demon, as soon as he stepped into the void, his body disappeared at the top of the Purple Smoke Peak.

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