was forcibly moved into his mind by something that didn't know whether it was a person or a ghost, and the so-called Ren had to bow his head under the eaves, and Cong Ye really didn't dare to offend the second gentleman. Even if the other party doesn't hurt himself, as long as he chatters for a few days, Cong Ye can't stand it.

Under Mr. Er's constant orders, Cong Ye first untied the storage bag tied around Ouyang Fengchun's waist again, because the first task was to collect all the Iron Soul Stones here. However, when Cong Ye reached out and wanted to take out all the iron soul stones in the storage bag, he was stopped by Mr. Er.

"You can't use your brain, even if you can hold so many Iron Soul Stones, do you have a place to put them?"

"You only said that you collected it, but you didn't say that you wanted to take it away."

"Such a scarce material, whether it is used to store divine souls in the future, to save an extra life for oneself, or to refine a magic weapon that specializes in collecting people's souls, or simply to auction it at auction, it can make a lot of money. Young man, don't you know, are you really stupid, or has your brain been stimulated lately? ”

Cong Ye was stunned by what Mr. Two said. He also knew that in his future cultivation journey, he would definitely need countless resources. The countless cultivation resources could not be satisfied by personal collection, and most of them had to be exchanged or purchased. In other words, even if a poor person who can't buy enough cultivation resources is qualified, it is impossible for him to be successful in cultivation.

"But, yes, ......."

Cong Ye also understood that Mr. Er wanted to let himself take Ouyang Fengchun's storage bag for himself. didn't come to the rescue, Cong Ye was already very guilty, and he couldn't do it anymore to rob other people's things.

"Cong Ye, do you know that in the cultivation world, a gentleman is equivalent to a fool? What's more, this person has tried to get rid of you again and again. ”

Cong Ye, who is from the earth and has been a soldier, no matter how persuaded by Mr. Er, he just can't take possession of Ouyang Fengchun's storage bag with peace of mind.

Seeing this, Mr. Two had no choice but to change his words and say:

"Okay, you take out all the Iron Soul Stones from the storage bag first, and then start doing the next thing."

When Cong Ye took out all the iron soul stones in Ouyang Fengchun's storage bag and placed them on the grass, he asked Mr. Er in confusion:

"These Iron Soul Stones are so heavy, could it be that they all store Divine Souls inside?"

"Of course, how could it be so heavy?"

Cong Ye looked at the iron soul stones suspended half a foot above the ground in disbelief, piled up like a hill, it was really hard to imagine how many people's souls would be. Unexpectedly, Mr. Er's words in his mind completely stunned Cong Ye.

"What many people's souls, tell you, the souls in these iron soul stones are all my old man's."

"Why do you need to store so many spirits? Didn't you say that it only takes a wisp to be reborn and resurrected? ”

"It only takes a wisp to be reborn and resurrected, but for millions of years, my old man has been extremely bored, and in the face of so many iron soul stones, he can only play the game of splitting the soul every tens of thousands of years, and over time, he will iron us ...... All the Iron Soul Stones that were saved back then have been used up. ”

"Wouldn't a person's soul be so divided that it would hurt the roots?"

"Doesn't Mr. Ben have a 'Soul Condensing Technique', and what else is there to fear?"

Choked up again by the second gentleman who thought he was smart, Cong Ye pouted helplessly and laughed dryly.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, it's time to get to work. Follow me. ”

This second gentleman may have been used to saying "follow me", but now he lives in Cong Ye's mind, and as long as he wants to, he can replace Cong Ye's spirit and control Cong Ye's body. So whenever he wants to do something, Cong Ye can only passively let it go.

Subconsciously raise your feet and legs, and move quickly in the grass on the small basin at a very fast speed.

The consciousness of the passive clump leaves has been paying attention to the movement of the body that is temporarily not under its command. Soon, the leaf found that his body was always moving in a circle around the conjured grass, and it was very regular, almost every time he walked straight for fifteen steps, he would turn back, and then a second fifteen steps. or north-south, or east-west, or northeast-southwest, or north-west, or north-west, southeast. It wasn't until the body finally stopped at the center of the circle that Cong Ye judged that the trajectory of the entire movement was completely in accordance with the Nine Palaces Diagram.

Wear nine shoes one, two four for the shoulder, six or eight for the foot, three on the left and seven on the right, and five in the center.

"Boy, do you see?"

Before Cong Ye nodded, his hands suddenly raised, this time Cong Ye didn't see the complicated movements on his hands clearly anyway, let alone remember. The ten fingers were like butterflies wearing flowers, changing their postures up and down, left and right, and after about a quarter of an hour, Cong Ye did not remember how many handprints had been made in his hands, and suddenly he heard a rumbling sound from the depths of the ground under his feet, and then felt the trembling of the earth under his feet.

Subconsciously, the leaves wanted to move their feet, wanting to run to the edge of the small basin.

"Don't move, this door hasn't been opened for millions of years, if it weren't for you, would my old man be so laborious?"

"Are you saying you don't have to do that if you want to get in?"

", this was my ......."

Mr. Er's words came to an abrupt end, and he felt that if he stood opposite him and said this, he might raise his hand to cover his mouth. Cong Ye understood that the half of Mr. Er's unspoken sentence should be his real source. What is behind it, home, sect, or ......?

"Boy, stop quickly, if you dare to continue, don't blame me for being mad."

At this moment, the small basin overgrown with grass, in the circle surrounded by the conjured grass, suddenly the whole grass quickly sank.

Standing on the grass, the leaves did not feel weightless at all, as if there was something under the feet supporting them.

What Cong Ye didn't expect was that this sinking would take more than an hour to stop. If we roughly estimate the speed of sinking, the clump leaves feel that they have sunk nearly 200,000 meters, which is a vertical height of 200 kilometers. What is this concept, Mount Everest is only more than 8,800 meters high, and the height of more than 20 Mount Everest?

"What is a meter, what is a kilometer, what is Mount Everest?"

Cong Ye forgot about Mr. Two in his mind again.

"Where is this?"

Cong Ye did not answer Mr. Er's question, but asked a rhetorical question.

"This is Mr. Ben's home, a home that has lived for millions of years, no, it should be hundreds of millions of years."

"Is it really your home?"

By this time, the leaf was already able to see clearly.

Obviously, it has not completely descended to the bottom now, and the bush leaves are standing in mid-air hundreds of feet above the ground. White clouds all around, mountains in the distance, winding rivers at your feet, and vast expanses of jungle.

"Where is this?!"

"Stupid, didn't I sue you, is this my home?" Alternative Medicine

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Chapter 444 Four Hundred and Fifty-Four Stupid, This Is My Home.

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