After a battle, the sky had already darkened, and although Yang Cheng was a little tired, he quickly recovered under the operation of the "Aoki Spirit Decision". Finally found two thin hares around, lit a fire, and roasted the hares, so that Chen Qingzhi would fill his stomach, which could be regarded as a temporary solution to a problem in Yang Cheng's heart.

But after Chen Qingzhi's meal is finished, how to solve the next meal?

After nightfall, the four of them sat around the bonfire to keep warm, and Ye Yanbing and Shanmei hugged each other to resist the cold of this small Kunlun world. The human servant and the ghoul were quietly staying not far away, and the mouse stood up vigilantly from time to time, and after making sure that there was nothing abnormal, he lay down again.

On this empty plain, the night was terrifyingly quiet, Yang Cheng asked the three of them to sleep first, and he himself came to keep vigil for them. After the second half of the night, Yang Cheng was really bored, so he entered the altar, wanting to chat with the priest spirit and relieve his boredom.

As if suddenly awakened from his sleep, the priest said impatiently, "It seems that your kid's energy is quite strong!" Would you like to open the trial tower for you?! ”

"Senior, forget about the trial tower! The situation here is so unstable, if something happens, I won't have time to solve it if I'm in the trial tower! Yang Cheng really thought that this was a proposal to sacrifice the spirit, but in fact it was just the angry words of the sacrifice, because he was a spirit himself, and daily consumption would also bring tiredness, so he also needed to rest, and now it was his time to rest, and now that he was suddenly woken up by Yang Cheng, he had already divided Yang Cheng's corpse into thousands of times with his eyes!

"Can't you kid meditate and vomit! If you are still bored, go to the fugue fugue, maybe you can have some new insights, don't disturb the old man's rest, okay! ”

Yang Cheng glanced at the sacrificial spirit with an embarrassed face, made a grimace and withdrew from the altar, but the sacrificial spirit still said with some displeasure in his heart: "From now on, after twelve o'clock every night, I advise you not to disturb the old man!" ”

Yang Cheng pursed his mouth disappreliantly, and then lay down on the ground and looked at the night sky.

The night sky of Xiaokunlun is a little different from the outside world, and many asteroids that cannot be observed by the naked eye at night in the outside world can be seen here. This night sky is like a map of stars, the brightest of which is the Big Dipper!

Yang Cheng suddenly remembered the star seal given to him by the Red Moon Daozun, and now under this night sky, take it out and take a look, it has a bit of indescribable charm, but Yang Cheng can't understand it for the time being, but he feels more and more that this star seal has a vague relationship with the four seals of Long Xuzi, as if it can communicate with it.

"Could it be that the Red Moon Dao Venerable still has some kind of connection with the master?" Yang Cheng thought wildly, "Hongyue Daozun won't be the master's little lover, right?" ”

Yang Cheng was thinking like this, time flew by, and he fell asleep unconsciously. I don't know how long I slept after Yang Cheng suddenly felt a blinding light shining on his eyelids, making him have to open his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a faint purple qi floating leisurely in the white sky in the east.

This is not the first time Yang Cheng has seen the purple qi coming to the east, he has seen it in the herdsmen's residence under the Phoenix Mountain, but this time it brought him a much stronger feeling than the previous one, that purple qi not only attracted his spiritual power, but also attracted the three immortal swords in the storage ring!

"Those fairy swords are trembling!"

With a flick of Yang Cheng's fingers, the three immortal swords appeared in his hand, two of which were cyan and one was purple. The three immortal swords were infected with purple qi and emitted a pleasant sword sound, and it was this solemn sword sound that woke up the sacrificial spirits!

"Xiao Chengzi, what are you doing?"

"Senior, it's not what I'm doing, you should ask what these three fairy swords are doing!"

At this time, the three immortal swords suddenly took the initiative to break away from Yang Cheng's palm, hovering in mid-air, and turning in the direction with the movement of the oriental purple qi, as if they were worshipping the purple qi.

The sacrificial spirit held back the anger in his heart and responded, "If this sword can speak, does the old man still need to ask you?!" ”

Yang Cheng knew that he was at a loss, so he told the priest spirit everything about the matter: "After I opened my eyes, I saw the purple qi coming from the east, and then those purple qi caused the three fairy swords to vibrate in the storage ring, and I don't know what the reason is." ”

The sacrificial spirit showed a contemplative look, and muttered to himself: "The old man always feels that he has seen these fairy swords somewhere, but after thinking about it for so long, he still doesn't have any thoughts, just like that memory was forcibly removed from his mind by some powerful person, the more he recalls, the more blurred the memory becomes!" ”

The words of the ear sacrifice made Yang Cheng feel more and more that the origin of this immortal sword was absolutely extraordinary, and it was very likely that it was cast by a powerful person who entered the Dao with a sword in ancient times, but that powerful man didn't want these immortal swords to fall into the hands of future generations, so he used Dao techniques to erase the memories of all those who knew these immortal swords!

If you can collect all these immortal swords, maybe you can still feel the immortal path of that powerful person from these swords, which is an extremely rare great creation for Yang Cheng!

"Those people from the Kunlun Sect found these swords in Kunlun Mountain, which means that the possibility of these immortal swords falling out of the small Kunlun realm is very high, maybe they will be able to find these immortal swords here!" Yang Cheng thought to himself.

As soon as Yang Cheng's words fell, the purple qi in the east also dissipated at the same time, the trembling of the three swords stopped instantly, and the crisp sound of the sword also stopped abruptly, except for the unique breath on the sword body, it was no different from an ordinary long sword.

The sacrificial spirit suddenly yawned, and hid in the altar again, leaving only Yang Cheng, whose mind was full of questions, sighed gloomily, and muttered in his mouth: "What's the use of thinking so much now, you can only add trouble to yourself, it's better to take one step at a time and forget it!" ”

Yang Cheng turned over and got up, and he moved his muscles and bones, and the lack of aura here also saved him from meditating and spitting.

The sun is rising, and a new day is about to begin, which means that Yang Cheng's new journey is also about to begin!

"The target, the battlefield of Flame Valley, is ready to go!"

"The target, the battlefield of Flame Valley, is ready to go!"

(End of chapter)