And when Yan Jiu and his party stepped into the center of this altar, it was as if some kind of mechanism had been activated, and the compass-like ground slowly rotated, and the sound of "click" was endless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Each of the eight bronze pillars drew a white light, which slowly gathered in front of everyone's eyes, and after a while, the light dissipated, and a faint phantom of a monk appeared in front of everyone.

I saw the monk, stepping on a pair of purple and gold boots with gold patterns on a black background, wearing a pair of gold-scale chain mail, armor with animal heads, and a fiery red cloak on his shoulders winding down, dancing "fiercely" without wind.

Wearing a crown of red gold wings, two hairpins on the crown are Dapeng Flying Sky Feathers, with tough facial features, two thick eyebrows and murderous eyes, just like the ancient golden armor god of war.

"Welcome to the Altar of Desire, I am Wangyuan."

At this kind of serious moment, Yan Jiu suddenly wanted to laugh, Wang Yuan's body was simply a Monkey King who directly cosplayed.

Yan Jiu looked at the group of people beside him, Qing Yan's eyes were full of solemnity when he looked at Wangyuan, even if he jumped out like a jing, his eyes were full of vigilance at this time.

As for the monsoon...... Not to mention, Yan Jiu always felt that Monsoon Feng seemed to have woken up, from the moment he wanted to take the blood Buddha incense and ordered him to go back to Ziqi's cave, Monsoon began to show a lot of suspicions.

If the monsoon wakes up, when the Lintian realm opens, he will first find a place to fuse the blood Buddha incense with the monsoon, and the soul stone in the blood Buddha's body should more or less help the soul in the monsoon's thousand machine heart.

However, this is all for later, and the most important thing now is to find out where this Wangyuan came from.

"Since you can come here, it means that I am destined, and now, each of you can ask me a question."

Na Wangyuan crossed his arms and looked at everyone, "Let me see who is coming from the East Road this time?" ”

At this time, Pu Nan, Jiang Mei and others also entered from other directions of the altar, and also met the phantom who claimed to be Wangyuan, but they were either wearing feather coats or Taoist robes, except for the same eyebrows, their temperament and clothing were all the same.

The gold-armored warrior in Wangyuan's eyes turned, but the first thing he looked at was Ah Jing, "This time, it's a little girl with the blood of the Wu clan, do you have any questions?" ”

Ah Jing's eyes suddenly changed color when she heard this, and then she smiled and looked at the phantom of Wangyuan, "If I say my question, you can answer me?" ”

"Nature."

"Well, I want to know how to unlock the curse of the Witch Clan!"

"Greedy little girl," that Wangyuan looked at Ah Jing and smiled slyly, "I can only tell you that only God can unravel God's curse." ”

"But ......" Ah Jing was about to say more, but was interrupted by Wangyuan.

"Alright, let me see the next one."

Wang Yuan's index finger tapped the armor on his arm, and he turned his eyes to look at Monsoon, "This is a bit interesting, it turned out to be a living puppet, but unfortunately the materials used are too cheap, and a "soul box" forged by the skyfall was wasted in vain!" Okay, do you have anything to ask? ”

Monsoon looked ignorant and unconscious, as if what Wangyuan mentioned was not closely related to him.

"Although you have only awakened one soul and three spirits, you can speak, are you sure you want to waste this opportunity?"

Yan Jiu took a deep breath, she knew that this was the case! This monsoon has long woken up! But he kept pretending to be stupid, this guy hid deep enough!

However, this is not the time to worry about this, Yan Jiu exhaled and exhaled several times before calming down, "Monsoon, ask." Yan Jiu looked at the phantom of Wangyuan and said lightly.

"Sure enough, I was recognized," Qian Ji laughed to himself in his heart, "but I didn't expect it to be in such a scenario."

Monsoon's originally calm eyes instantly showed a little brilliance, like a nebula that rotated secretly in the deep sky, revealing a thousand graces.

Finally, Ji Feng spoke, his voice was as brittle as broken jade, and his voice was melodious, "I want to know about the "Soul Box". ”

"Soul box," said Wangyuan in a long tone, "This has to start a long time ago, there was a strange talent in ancient times, named Tang Jue. Although his cultivation is not very profound, he is obsessed with machine smelting all day long, and one day, a space fragment of the ancient monk's cave floated from the sky......"

Wangyuan looked ahead, but he seemed to look through the void in front of him......

Tang Jue was dragged by his friends to explore, but accidentally found a piece of skyfall from this floating fragment of the secret realm, he happily brought this piece of skyfall back, it took nearly two thousand years to smelt and extract this piece of skyfall, and after four thousand years to use his life's exquisite skills to make a "heart", because this heart can place the soul of the monk, so he named it "soul box". ”

Speaking of this, Wang Yuan looked at Monsoon, "Tang Jue spent his whole life to make this soul box, and finally ran out of oil, before he died, he entrusted this soul box to his friend......"

Wang Yuan still remembered Tang Jue's joy when he saw the skyfall that day, "Ah Yuan, I want to use this skyfall to make an unprecedented work!" ”

Tang Jue looked at Wang Yuan with a smile, this was his best friend in this life, without him, he would not have discovered such a good skyfall.

And the last time Wang Yuan saw Tang Jue, he had become very dry and thin, only when he looked at the soul box, his eyes were full of dazzling heat, "Ah Yuan, it's almost done, it's almost done!" ”

As he spoke, Tang Jue slammed his palm into his heart, "Poof! He spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and the blood was poured on the fire of the smelting soul box, and suddenly the flames skyrocketed, and the soul box was fiercely ****ed.

"Is that how you forged it? Don't you want to die! ”

"A-Yuan, if this soul box can't be completed, what do I want the monk to do for this long time? Practice? What I've never liked is cultivation. ”

"You're crazy!"

"Yes, I'm crazy! I should have gone crazy sooner! A-Yuan, in your opinion, I am crazy, but I am living a very fast life now! I've never been so happy! ”

Wangyuan witnessed a tragedy with his own eyes, and the initiator of this tragedy was himself.

“…… And his friend thanked Tang Jue for dying for this soul box, and threw this soul box into the void, but he didn't expect that this soul box was not only not shattered by the space storm, but could also be placed in a living puppet. What I didn't expect was that I would be able to see it again. ”

Wangyuan's fingers tapped on the arm guards, really, how did you think of the past? He looked at Yan Jiu beside Ji Feng, "Now it's your turn, little girl." ”

As soon as Wang Yuan's words came out, the four of them were still shocked.

"Ah Jiu, is it actually the one who took the house?"

"Sister Yan Jiu turned out to be reborn, no wonder she knows so much!"

"Sure enough, in this way, the strangeness of Yan Jiu's body makes sense."

"I don't want to take it away, I'll come as soon as I open my eyes, okay!"

"You seem to have a familiar smell on you, what's it?" That Wangyuan looked at Yan Jiu and frowned and thought, "Did you eat the 'fat head'!" ”

"Fat head"? What is that? Yan Jiu thought suspiciously.

"Sister Yan Jiu," Ah Jing tugged at Yan Jiu's sleeve and reminded in a low voice, "Blood Buddha." ”

Yan Jiu suddenly realized, fat head, this name is really appropriate for the Blood Buddha, so now he accidentally ate dog meat, and as a result, the owner of the dog came to the door?

"It seems that in addition to seizing the house, you actually have a trace of demon blood? You can actually devour the Blood Buddha alive, let me see what kind of family you are......"

Immediately, Na Wangyuan's face became a little solemn, and his action of tapping the arm guard also stopped, how could it be "swallowing the sky"? Aren't they already extinct in antiquity? How can there still be a bloodline!

Wang Yuan looked at Yan Jiu again, although his cultivation was still weak, but there were rare "signs of atavism".

The changes on Wangyuan's face did not escape Yan Jiu's eyes, looking at Wangyuan's solemn appearance, it seemed that the demon clan bloodline on his body was very promising.

"You little girl, you actually have the blood that swallows the sky. If you can survive the hunt from the Upper Realm, you will definitely be able to do a lot in the future! ”

"But only if you can get through it! Alright," Wang Yuan looked at Yan Jiu, "Now you can ask your questions." ”

Yan Jiu smiled, "Then let's talk about the blood in my body." ”

"I knew you would ask this, but there are many things I can't tell you, at least not now, I can only tell you that the reason why your clan will attract the disaster of exterminating the clan is because your clan's natural supernatural powers are too rebellious, I advise you, don't be eye-catching when you go through the thunderstorm, be careful of provoking the prying eyes of the upper realm."

"My predecessor said he wanted to answer a question for me, but now he hasn't answered, can I ask another one?"

"It's really greedy," that Wangyuan had a little more contempt on his face, this kind of monk, he had really seen too much.

"I want to ask my seniors a question, and they just need to nod or shake their heads."

"Oh, let's hear it."

"I want to know, do my predecessors know that in this vast galaxy, there is a water blue planet called the earth? And there is a people on this planet, called the descendants of Yan and Huang? ”

Wang Yuan's eyes were like electricity, his eyes were staring at Yan Jiu like a falcon, and he looked extraordinary, but Yan Jiu found that Wang Yuan's fingers trembled a little.

Although he didn't nod or shake his head as Yan Jiu said, Yan Jiu knew that he was! Wangyuan came from the same time as himself.

At this time, Wangyuan said a sentence that Qingyan, Ji Feng and others couldn't figure out.

"Flying snow shoots white deer in the sky." Qing Yan's eyes when he looked at Yan Jiu were a little more eager.

Yan Jiu replied in everyone's surprised eyes, "Let's have a bowl of chicken and stew mushrooms." ”

Wangyuan: "You ......"

Yan Jiu: "I am." ”

There is no need to say more, no more temptation, just a short sentence or two to prove each other's identity.

Yan Jiu suddenly wanted to cry, there is nothing more suspicious than wandering, alone in a foreign land, I always feel that everything today is an illusory dream, and one day I will wake up.

But I didn't expect that I was not alone, and all this was real, not my own imagination.

Yan Jiu looked at Wang Yuan, she no longer wanted to know why Wang Yuan was here, because she didn't need it at all.

As long as I think in my heart, all this is true, Qingyan, Monsoon, Ah Jing, and even Yan Qing, all of this is real, and I feel full of joy, no wonder among the four happy events, there will be a hometown and a hometown.

Ah Jing touched the monsoon on his side with his arm, "Sister Yan Jiu, is this going crazy?" Isn't what Wangyuan said about a trick? What does this have to do with what Sister Yan Jiu said, chicken stewed mushrooms? Is it talking about recipes? ”

Ji Feng looked at Yan Jiu's appearance, and speculated a little, this Yan Jiu seemed to know this Wangyuan, but how could it be?

How can an ancient monk who has cultivated unfathomably and a young monk who has only been practicing qi for two decades have intersected? Could it be that Yan Jiu was also an ancient monk before he took the house? However, it doesn't make sense......

"Okay," that Xiang Wangyuan also got out of this plot of "happy meeting of relatives", "For the sake of you and my fellow villagers, I will give you another sentence, you come with your ears!" ”

Yan Jiu stepped forward without hesitation, not because she trusted this Wangyuan, but because if this Wangyuan wanted to kill her, it was just a matter of moving her fingers, so why bothered so much.

Wang Yuan leaned over Yan Jiu's ear and whispered a few words, Yan Jiu nodded secretly while listening.

After a while, Na Wangyuan straightened up, and he turned his head to look at Qing Yan, "Now it's only you......"