In the confusion, Mu Chen's consciousness suddenly became in a trance, and then there was a dizziness of stepping into the teleportation array, fortunately, this dizziness only lasted for a few seconds, and his consciousness had returned to its original state, but when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, the white lips opened gently, and finally grew bigger and bigger, until it became O-shaped before it finally froze.

Why?

Because the figure standing in front of him at this time is no longer Yang Yan, who is all white, but himself in hidden clothes, blue eyes and blue hair...

In the outside world, Mu Mianfeng's giant fist that suppressed the Extreme Gold did not relax for a moment, while the others looked at the inside of the two coffins silently, and the Black Saint said with some concern, "Anyway, are those two children really okay?" Little girl, I don't care, but Mu Chen doesn't even have the knowledge of Tianji Pavilion, will your ancient ancestor agree with him?"

Mu Mianfeng said confidently, "There will definitely be no problem, Gu Zu's vision will only be better than mine, not worse than me." ”

In the coffin, Mu Chen's expression remained surprised. Inexplicably, he actually switched with Yang Yan's body!

Looking down with blank eyes, the top shaped by white bandages clearly appeared, Mu Chen raised his hands and pressed his chest, and the stiff metallic texture instantly entered his nerve center.

"There is still a touch?" Slightly stunned, Mu Chen hurriedly held his wrist, which was still stiff and metallic. This couldn't help but make Mu Chen feel great, the puppet's body was originally made of dead things, since it was a dead thing, then there was absolutely no sense of touch, and the emperor puppet would not be an exception! But Yang Yan not only has a sense of touch, but also completely consistent with the feeling of the human body, which is a bit contrary to common sense.

"Could it be that there are thousands of autumns in Yangyan?"

Thinking of this, Mu Chen wanted to immediately explore Yang Yan's internal structure. Who knew that he had just closed his eyes, and a sudden change occurred, and an extremely masculine voice suddenly appeared in his consciousness.

"The origin of the soul coincides, and the confession of the Lord is successful. ”

"Whew!"

As soon as the voice fell, a dazzling white thunder suddenly flashed in front of Mu Chen's eyes, and in an instant, the swaying dizziness of stepping into the teleportation array appeared again, and after a few seconds, his vision returned to clarity for the second time, and when he looked forward again, Yang Yan's figure clearly came into view.

Changed back.

He has seen countless ways to recognize the master, there are blood to recognize the master, there are contracts to recognize the master, and there are also soul-related confessions, but he has never seen any kind of recognition of the master that completely transfers his soul origin into the artifact, which is simply incredible!

However, one thing he was sure of was that this method of soul transfer must require some kind of medium, and not only that, but also extremely restrictive, otherwise these Holy Spirit predecessors and his own masters would all be able to attach themselves to the puppet and be resurrected!

He decided that after the Extreme Gold was completely fused, he had to ask this matter clearly, and maybe he could get some new information from it, information about the resurrection of the soul body!

"Mu Chen. ”

At this time, a soft call suddenly came from Mu Chen's ears, and his tone was indifferent, but there was no sense of stiffness.

Mu Chen didn't think much about it, and after hearing the call, he raised his head and said, "It's here." ”

But as soon as the sentence 'here' came out, Mu Chen's expression was fixed on his face. Not for anything else, because it was none other than the emperor puppet Yang Yan who had just recognized the lord!

Blinking, Mu Chen suddenly approached Yang Yan, raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, wanting to test whether he was delusional just now.

But I didn't know that Yang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this, and he wondered, "What are you doing?"

Mu Chen was shocked, but after thinking about it, since this puppet has emperor-level strength, it is normal to have additional spiritual intelligence, but is this spiritual intelligence too amazing? It can actually communicate with people.

"Are you Yang Yan's instrument soul?" Mu Chen hurriedly asked.

Yang Yan's squinted eyes opened again, and he shook his head and said, "I'm not a soul, but Yang Yan himself." ”

"What do you mean?" Mu Chen was a little messy, what is Yang Yan itself? Isn't it a puppet made by the first generation of Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion? Since it is a puppet made by the human race, does the soul depend on the human race?

"This is my body, not a container. As he spoke, Yang Yan moved his arm, and then said calmly, "One percent? ”

Mu Chen didn't know what Yang Yan's last sentence was aimed at, but the previous sentence made him stunned again, "You mean, this puppet is your body, and Yang Yan was created with your body?"

Yang Yan nodded and continued to say in an emotionless voice, "This question is very strange, Mianfeng let you in without telling you anything?"

Mu Chen nodded, "Because he was in a hurry to suppress the Extreme Gold, the ancestor didn't say much. ”

"Ancestor?" I saw Yang Yan rub the corners of his forehead in an extremely humane manner, and asked with that expressionless face, "How long has it been since the last time I suppressed the Extreme Gold?"

Mu Chen replied, "If you count according to the passage of time in the Holy Spirit Illusion Realm, it will be about 900,000 years. ”

"Nine hundred thousand years?!" The object of surprise this time was finally changed to Yang Yan, but because of the fixed expression, Mu Chen could only see his surprise from his tone and eyes.

"Yes, 900,000 years, that's why I call it an ancestor. Mu Chen continued.

Yang Yan sighed, "In this way, the outside world has been stable for more than 30,000 years, and you are the descendant of Tianji Pavilion after 30,000 years. ”

"It's... Sort of. ”

At last?

Yang Yan's gaze at Mu Chen was even more strange, but the soul origin could not deceive him, it was undoubtedly the bloodline of his own inheritance, so there must be something hidden in it that he didn't know. However, he was not in a hurry to interrogate, Mu Mianfeng should know a little, and he could just ask him directly when the time came. What's more, Mu Chen didn't know his identity yet, so he directly cut off the topic, "Go out and do business." ”

Mu Chen sighed, turned around and was about to walk outside, but after taking two steps, he suddenly felt that something was not right, he came in to take out Yang Yan, since the verb is "take", it means that Yang Yan is a thing, but looking back, Yang Yan's self-consciousness seems to be too clear, but it is more like "please" an old-timer.

Seeing that Mu Chen took two steps and suddenly stopped, Yang Yan said strangely, "Why don't you leave?"

Mu Chen hesitated for a second and said, "Are you really a puppet?"

Hearing this, Yang Yan punched his chest with his fist, let out a series of sonorous groans, and said, "Of course." ”

Mu Chen said seriously, "Fight on your own?"

Yang Yan suddenly realized, "You think my sense of autonomy is too strong to ask this, right?"

Mu Chen nodded honestly.

The corners of Yang Yan's mouth opened slightly, and he showed a smile that could be regarded as a smile with his expressionless face, and said, "Your lord, I assist." ”

(The first and second 3,000 words will be finished before half past twelve.) ）<

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