Chapter 707: Ancestral Mansion Xuanyuan Soul
Zhou Yan walked through this blue sky, but he blocked a qiē gas machine, so that all instruments could not sense it and could not shoot it.
He didn't want to disturb the lives of ordinary people, and he didn't want them to have strange powers.
This is the world of ordinary people, and it is just the world of ordinary people.
The ancestors of the primordial era seem to have exhausted their strength and retained such a pure land for their descendants. Zhou Yan also consciously did this, as if he was unwilling to waste the hard work of his predecessors, and he was unwilling to wake up those departed primordial ghosts.
Zhou Yan's side, Liu Haoting can't talk about what it feels like anymore, she feels that this is a real god, with a human ability, but it is beyond the scope of a human being, with the terrifying ability to fly away from the sky and move mountains and reclaim the sea.
Gods and demons, ghosts, immortals and Buddhas......
It seems that all the legends have suddenly become so true.
Liu Haoting was already numb, she couldn't judge what Zhou Yan's identity was, what his origin was, whether it was UFO, ghosts and demons, etc., she couldn't judge.
But she clearly knows that Zhou Yan is by no means alone.
Wouldn't a normal person be able to fly to the sky and make people soar through the clouds?
Liu Haoting has watched a lot of books, movies and television of gods and demons, and until now she has experienced it herself, but she suddenly experienced an indescribable feeling.
And even if she knows that the gods and demons exist in zài, and the immortals and Buddhas also save zài, this qiē, she will also protect it from instinct, and she will not publicize it everywhere for the rest of her life, and take it as her biggest secret for the rest of her life.
It's like defending something sacred.
......
"Not here......"
"Nor ...... here"
"Huh? here...... There is a mother's breath...... This is the courtyard house where I lived when I was a child, and this is the ancestral home of the Li family. ”
Zhou Yan's soul sensing power covered a large area of the city, carefully scanning the past all the way.
Finally, Zhou Yan found what he was looking for.
The fragments of the Xuanyuan Sword came from the ancestral home of his Li family.
In the ancestral house, there is still the breath of a mother and an elder brother, and it seems that someone stayed here not long ago.
Zhou Yan took Liu Haoting and suddenly landed in the courtyard of this ancestral house, which was already overgrown with weeds, and it looked bare and in ruins in the cold winter.
Everywhere, there are still broken cobwebs.
"Heavens, Tenjin-sama......"
Liu Haoting had the heart to ask something, but she couldn't open her mouth, and she was worried.
"Just call me 'Zhou Yan', I am an acquired cultivator and become an 'immortal', before this, my adoptive father was Professor Zhou, and my mother was the 'Xi Shimi' you called. Now, do you understand who I am?"
Zhou Yan has nothing to hide about these.
He didn't have the slightest intention of showing off in front of ordinary people, and it was completely unnecessary.
He also doesn't like ordinary people to be so respectful to him, because in the bloodline, even if he has the emperor's blood, everyone has the emperor's blood imprint in their bodies. The descendants of Yan and Huang are not lies, but true.
Therefore, even ordinary people can be regarded as having a relationship with the Zhou Yan clan of the Burial Sword Ancestor Star, although the relationship is estranged, they don't need to kneel and bow nine times.
"You, you, you, are you that stupid, that Li Ran, no, Zhou, Zhou Yan?"
Liu Haoting, a well-spoken girl, also became a little stammering.
Zhou Yan nodded.
"No, I didn't expect you, you-"
Liu Haoting suddenly didn't know what to say, and she didn't finish her words.
"Before, you wanted to ask how to stop here, right?"
Zhou Yan asked.
"Well, me, I just don't know what we're here to do, what to do. ”
Liu Haoting said softly.
"This is my mother's ancestral home, where I lived as a child. ”
"It is said that things are not people, but now, even the ancestral house is rotten and overgrown with weeds. ”
Zhou Yan sighed, his hand was raised slightly, and a touch of brilliance appeared in his palm, as bright as the light of a meteor.
Liu Haoting glanced at it and felt that her eyes were almost blinded, so she quickly closed her eyes and didn't look.
But there was still a blazing sun shining in front of him.
After a while, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared immediately, Liu Haoting opened her eyes, the weeds and silt in the courtyard were gone, and the ground was clean and flat, black and shiny, showing a streamlined luster, as if it had been splashed with a layer of mythril and rhinestones, which was very dreamy.
Liu Haoting looked at this scene again in shock, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, and finally knew that all the changes in those films and televisions, such as turning stones into gold, were true.
In this world, there really is such a supernatural power.
"I have cultivated this place with a magic circle, and I have laid a deceptive array to hide this place, and this place will no longer be discovered. I made it a place of silence and left a message. If my brother comes back, he'll know I've been there. ”
Zhou Yan said with a sigh.
Liu Haoting couldn't understand it, this qiē was too fantasy and too shocking.
Zhou Yan didn't need her to understand, he just said it to himself.
Zhou Yan carefully searched for this ancestral house, there was something special in the ancestral house, which shielded the induction of soul power.
Zhou Yan opened the door, and the rotten gate made a 'squeak' sound, and a cold breath came to his face.
In the hall, there are still old murals, which are dilapidated, and the words are illegible.
The old murals showed a yellowish luster, and the mahogany furniture in the house had already been gnawed by insects like rotten wood, and holes appeared everywhere.
A cool smell filled the room.
Zhou Yan seemed to see a scene from the past here, seeing his mother smiling and making peace, and his father drinking a little wine next to him, eating some peanuts and rice, and watching the old black and white TV.
He and his brother ran around the table, frolicking, carefree.
Outside the door, there seemed to be a cry of knowing.
It was a blissful summer.
The catastrophe of Yiqiē also began that summer.
After that, this home was shattered and no longer a home.
Zhou Yan stood here, as if he saw his mother's old face, but he watched him return in the void with a smile.
Ru saw his father sigh lightly, and sighed: "Child, you have finally come back and finally grown up." ”
For example, when he saw his brother Li Ran's relieved eyes and sighing gaze, the message of "Brother, you have finally recovered" came out.
Zhou Yan didn't know when, tears had already stained his cheeks.
He hadn't cried for a long time, but in this ancestral house, tears were on his face.
Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable.
Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.
Zhou Yan was in tears, and suddenly felt something, like a breath of Xuanyuan Sword suddenly blooming, and suddenly disappeared.
His heart sank, and he immediately woke up from his state of trance, but found that at some point, there was an extra photograph on the small wine table, a yellowed, ancient black and white photo.
It was a family photo taken together that summer.
At this time, he suddenly appeared here, as if he suddenly fell from the void.
The aura of the Xuanyuan Sword also bloomed in an instant, and then disappeared in an instant.
If it weren't for Zhou Yan's possession of Emperor Xuanyuan's blood and his anti-bone soul, he would never have sensed this turmoil after the Ninety-Nine Primal Tribulation.
He felt a pang in his heart, took this photo, and left Liu Haoting here, and the whole person suddenly rose from the ground with a "boom", rushing to the sky, like a streamer flying into the void.
Above the void, a phantom shadow was like a rainbow, far away, and disappeared in an instant, and there was no trace at all.
But in the void, there is a divine Buddha light presented, obviously a dense color, gradually dissipated.
"Who? Who the hell is waiting for me here? Come out, come out!"
Zhou Yan's soul roared, and the sound of his soul shook the heavens and the earth, shocking the top monks in the many hidden lands, ancient lands, and hidden world Dao sects in this world.
This soul sound is deafening, making the heart tremble, the soul vibrates, and it is unstoppable.
What is it that such a powerful and invincible monk is roaring in the mortal world?
On that day, many monks in the hidden land of the Immortal Gate were very frightened and uneasy, thinking that it was the resurrection of the ancient power and that it was about to stain the world with blood.
......
Zhou Yan walked through the sky, walking in the void, he followed the Xuanyuan soul breath all the way, but caught up with Mars, and finally the breath disappeared completely.
Walking on Mars, Zhou Yan also sensed the fierce and Jedi aura of this primeval place, and finally stopped pursuing, turned around and crossed the star field, and landed in the residence in an instant.
In the residence, Liu Haoting hid in the corner of the wall with some trepidation, not daring to move.
Without Zhou Yan by her side, all the fear hit, she was soaked in cold sweat, and her teeth were shaking uncontrollably.
The air conditioning in this ancestral house is very unsettling.
But Zhou Yan soon came, and she immediately felt that she was not afraid of anything again.
"You...... Mourn and be happy, they are gone, and it will be sad to see you so sad. They will only ...... if you are doing well Smile at Jiuquan. ”
Liu Haoting groaned slightly and said softly.
Zhou Yan nodded slightly, but his expression was a little indifferent, if he hadn't heard Liu Haoting's words, he searched everywhere in the room of this ancestral mansion, but he could no longer sense the powerful Xuanyuan Sword aura on that side.
For a long time, he found nothing, but his heart was empty, as if he had lost the most important thing.
Liu Haoting stood silently beside Zhou Yan, waiting quietly and saying nothing.
She could feel that feeling, that powerlessness, because her own experience was not peaceful.
When it comes to life and death, you can always have your own experience to empathize with and understand the pain and sadness.
Zhou Yan stood silently for a long time, he took out the photo, on the photo, he recognized himself, his parents, and his brother at that time.
But through today's Qi Observation Technique, he found at a glance that on this photo, there is a pitch-black black spot on the eyebrows of his parents, as if they have been planted with the brand of slavery, which is very obvious!
He looked at his brother Li Ran again, and his brother Li Ran did not have this black spot on his eyebrows, but there was a mark of the Xuanyuan Sword, blood-colored.
When Zhou Yan saw this mark, he suddenly felt that his soul ruined miè eyes were actually a tingle.
His hand, as fierce as an electric shock, felt an invisible force suppressing it.
Zhou Yan's mind moved, and he used Haoqi to protect his body, but he did not encounter any attack.
It's just that the yellowed photo in his hand has suddenly shattered, like turning into wind and dust, weathered by the natural power of heaven and earth in time.