Seeing the clods of soil that had been thrown out return to their original places little by little, Xun Yi smiled.

He no longer had any fear now, and any change in the worst times was a kind of hope, at least he was in a much better mood now than before.

After confirming that the other party would always follow him, Xun Yi calmly started the journey of exploration again, and from time to time he opened his mouth to chat with the other party, although the other party never responded, he was never tired of it, and the feeling of being accompanied helped him calm most of his heart.

In the next two days, he made considerable progress, not only advancing more than a thousand miles into the depths of the maze, but also discovering a trap.

It was a trap where his mana was almost gone, and Xun Yi didn't bother to use the soul possession corpse to explore his way six days ago, so he didn't realize that the trap had been triggered until he hit a piece of blue light, although the blue light only flickered and disappeared, and it didn't cause him any damage, but it still scared him into a cold sweat.

After the fright, he became excited, it is estimated that none of the people who can come to the Maze Hill Formation have never cultivated as low as him, and they have not encountered a trap before because these people do not bother to set traps in the edge area, this trap indicates that he has begun to approach the depths of the Maze Hill Formation.

"You asked for it, since you won't remind me, then don't blame me for not paying attention to you!" Xun Yi turned his head and complained to the back, as if people were willing to listen to his endless troubles, and after saying that, he urged the broken soul possessed corpse to continue to explore the way ahead.

After most of the day, Xunyi stopped at an intersection, frowning and looking around, looking a little tired and a little irritable.

"Only boring people will lay out this kind of boring formation!" he scolded irritably, and slapped a palm on the earthen wall beside him, this palm seemed to be fierce but did not use spiritual power, only left an inch-deep handprint on the earthen wall, after slapping this palm, he still didn't seem to understand the hatred, he grabbed a piece of loess and smashed it at the boring person who couldn't be seen.

After venting, he chose the left road and walked down, turning to almost night, he was extremely frustrated and went back again, when he saw that the handprint left behind was gone, and the piece of loess thrown out also returned to its original place, he put away the frustration he deliberately pretended, stared at the earthen wall and whispered: "You really don't exist, it's all caused by the mana of this formation, right?" After saying that, he turned his head to look behind him, how he longed to hear an answer to prove him wrong, but even the air seemed to be still in the bare loess canyon.

Xun Yi was really depressed this time, he sat down silently, looking at the empty valley with blank eyes, in fact, he had this guess a long time ago, but he was reluctant to verify, Xun Yi, who had never been afraid of loneliness, still felt very lost at the moment, and the hope and variables that he thought existed were gone, and the companionship was gone.

After a night of adjustment, the next morning to find Yi and high morale began to explore, although yesterday suffered a lot of blows, but the feeling of mistakenly thinking that someone to accompany him in the past two days still helped him a lot, this kind of emotional relief is extremely precious to him at this moment.

In the afternoon of that day, he found a second skeleton of white bones, which, unlike the first, was lying on his waist on a dirt slope, and the robe was still on his body, and the Qiankun bag was there, which should be able to conclude that no one had passed this place since his death.

Looking at the bone quality, its cultivation must have reached the late Yuan Infant stage, Xun Yi first stood in front of the corpse and silently worshiped in his heart, and then untied the Qiankun bag, wanting to find out whether the prohibition on it had decayed to the point that he had been able to forcibly crack it after a long time, but after a check, he found that there was no prohibition on it.

"How long have you been an immortal? Xun Yi said to the corpse, and then said with a smile: "I think you have already been reincarnated, maybe you have already obtained the Great Dao, right? ”

He said so much nonsense just because he was bored, and after making a spiritual fire to melt the white bones, he wrapped a handful of burned ashes with that robe, dug a pit and buried them respectfully, although he knew that it would not be long before the buried things would be "spit out" by this strange land, he still had to do this, after all, he had to take people short. As for the robe, he saw it very clearly, and there was no doubt that it was of high grade, but he was reluctant to take it out of taboo, of course, this was mainly due to the fact that he had spiritual eyes, and the top grade robe was not very precious in his eyes.

After burying the ashes, Xun Yi flew forward for dozens of miles before landing on the dirt slope and pouring out the contents of the Qiankun bag, it is definitely inappropriate to do this in front of people's graves, in fact, he doesn't care much about whether he can get treasures, it is useless to get a few treasures in this situation, the reason why he seems to be interested, is more because of the uncomfortable idleness, who will become like him if he goes around this ghost place with the same scenery for more than ten days.

This great monk's net worth seems to be rich enough, Guangyuan baby stone has brought more than 3,000 pieces, but because of too much time, those spirit stones have almost been scrapped, and the five pieces of spirit that should have been black have also turned dark gray, to Xun Yi's surprise, two of the treasures poured out are still treasure light, among which the dark iron bowl is just a small bowl, at least he thinks so, the other flying sword with a very thin blade is a genuine spirit treasure, as soon as he feels the sword spirit lurking in it, he doesn't dare to use his divine sense to investigate anymore, and hurriedly takes it back into the Qiankun bag, and the sword spirit has survived until now I think it should be thanks to those spirit stones。

Xun Yi looked at every treasure, and then took them back into the original Qiankun bag one by one, his own treasures can't be used, he can't use these, if he can get out alive, the flying sword can be given to Lan Yin, she doesn't have a spirit treasure yet, take the rest back and let the second senior sister identify and identify, if there are good things, they will be divided into Qingyu and makeup rain, Yan Bing, Wen Bing and other two senior sister's big disciples have spirit treasures, and Qingyu and a few of them don't have less words to squeeze him.

After retrieving all the treasures, Xun Yi threw aside the food that had turned to ashes and some items that were so rotten that they were unrecognizable, along with worthless daily necessities, that were left a dozen small bottles and seven jade boxes.