There is a treasure in this world, the holder calls your name, as long as you answer, you will be included in its special space by this treasure.

The green gourd is such a legendary treasure.

Meng Yang continued to use flying tongs to attack this bald Zhique on the giant ship that day, but to no avail, and halfway, Zhique casually called Meng Yang's name, and he answered, and was sucked into a magical space.

Monyan knew he was in the bald way.

However, Meng Yang did not panic, and in times of crisis, only by maintaining a more vigilant mind could he find a way to save himself.

It's a space filled with black air.

To Meng Yang's great joy, these black qi were the demonic qi he had seen in the Flowing Light Sea to the Jade Sea Forbidden Land!

The abundance of demonic qi here was not much worse than that forbidden place, and although Meng Yang didn't know why there was so much demonic qi in this space, he immediately calmed down.

In fact, Qinghu can not only collect living beings, but also devour yin souls, dead souls, and ghosts, which is very powerful. And whoever is captured or swallowed by it into the gourd space, in a moment or three, it will be corroded by the rich demonic qi, and thus turn into demonic qi, leaving only a shadow of a soulless puppet composed of its own essence, floating to the bottom of the gourd.

At this time, Meng Yang was at the bottleneck entrance of the green gourd, so he didn't know how big this space was, let alone what the mysteries of the green gourd were.

Sitting quietly hovering in the dense demonic qi, Meng Yang knew that the opportunity was rare, at this moment he could only hope that Shaba had successfully finished the magic crystal cannon on the battleship, then the safety of the ice city would no longer need to worry about him, so he urged the soul refining technique with peace of mind.

Ever since refining those people from the Triple Building on the way to Beishang County, Meng Yang felt that he had fallen into a strange circle of unstoppable desire in the use of the Soul Refining Technique.

It's like knowing it's a thief ship, but having to stay on the ship in order to save your life.

That's the case for him now.

It seems that the Immortal Slashing Technique of the Flying Tong is too far away for him, not to mention the difficulty of helping the powerful Dan God to restore the Divine Soul Cultivation to such an anti-heaven level, so he has to save his life first, right?

The light of the tongs' seal threatened his life at all times, just like a sharp knife on his neck at all times, and Meng Yang was very worried.

Wan Long Jue's cultivation continued to improve every day, and that was something he could completely feel, but that was only when he was in the sea of blood, once he left the sea of blood, it seemed that the results of his cultivation would instantly turn into nothing, where did he go?

Finally, Meng Yang discovered some clues one day, it turned out that the essence and blood of his Qi Sea were like three unstable and uneven containers, and all the cultivation that had grown from each cultivation was absorbed by the flying tongs.

As long as he doesn't cultivate the Soul Refining Technique to the point where it is balanced with the Ten Thousand Dragons Technique, this state will continue forever, and absorbing the flying tongs that he can't preserve, the power of the Sealing Light will become stronger and stronger, and maybe one day he will devour Meng Yang to the ground.

At this moment, Meng Yang, who was taken into this green space, simply had a happy feeling of pie falling from the sky, with such abundant demonic energy, it could fully support him to quickly transform the essence and divine souls of those people who had been refined these days into cultivation, and after absorbing those powerful yin souls in the body of the old emperor Tie Qingyun, Meng Yang had not yet had time to refine, he felt that once all these powerful yin souls were refined, the cultivation of the two completely contradictory attributes would definitely be able to achieve a perfect first balance!

At that time, the ghost knew what kind of changes would happen to his body, Meng Yang didn't think much about it, quickly collected his mind, played the soul refining trick in the divine soul, and began to absorb the seemingly endless demonic qi around him into his body, and began to refine the batch of powerful yin souls that were sealed in the sea of qi by him.

How long time has passed, Meng Yang doesn't know, but the demonic qi in the Qinghu space has gradually become thinner, until a moment, the demonic qi in the space has been absorbed by Meng Yang, revealing a clear turquoise wall around it, and the wall is also engraved with some kind of ancient mystical words, sprinkled with hundreds of words.

Meng Yang didn't open his eyes, but there was a huge roar in his body!

All the hoarded powerful Yin Souls have been completely refined, and with the support of strong enough demonic energy, these essence elements and Yin Souls have quickly converted into his cultivation, and the three essence blood spin at high speed, causing the sea of qi to begin to boil, and the chaotic sea surface has set off rows of huge waves!

The huge wave impacted the three essence blood, and just when all the demonic qi outside Meng Yang's body was consumed by him, these three essence blood suddenly moved closer to each other and quickly blended together!

And the countless chaotic spiritual powers that had been refined and transformed all poured into the sea of qi, steaming up waves in waves, washing away the three essence blood that was constantly fused.

This process lasted a long time.

Meng Yang completely advanced into an unprecedented state of emptiness, and neither the sea of qi nor the changes in his divine soul made him notice the slightest, and all his thoughts were concentrated on a message that suddenly appeared in his divine soul at this time.

To be precise, it was a memory, a deep, deep memory sealed in his soul, a memory of another life.

This memory has finally solved a mystery that Meng Yang has been puzzled about.

That is, the strange dream that has been recurring since the memory began, and this sealed memory is related to that strange dream.

The memories are still a little scattered, but at least Meng Yang understands one thing, that is, he is by no means a person from this plane, or his soul is not from this plane at all.

It was still the scene of that strange dream, only Meng Yang saw himself this time, and he also saw clearly the owner of the eyes that he had been trying so hard to see.

Memory unmistakably told him that it was his home that burned and collapsed, and those who fell under the flames or the nine golden swords were people he knew, but what exactly they were called, memory didn't tell him.

He learned that the two bodies lying in a pool of blood were his father and mother, and although the memory fragments could not even convey their faces to him, he finally knew that he was also a child with parents, but his own parents were dead.

The owner of those innocent and desperate eyes was an incomparably lovely little girl, about eight or nine years old, and her lips were clearly moving and she was crying out loudly: "Brother... Brother ······"

Oh, that's my sister! My lovely sister, the fire is about to swallow her up, and a golden sword is cutting through the air, piercing her little head!

Meng Yang only felt his blood gushing, he roared heartbreakingly, but he didn't hear any sound, he used all his strength to rush to the place where his sister was lying, but found that he seemed to be in a very special space, unable to break free!

At this moment, Meng Yang's heart is broken, there is nothing more painful than losing their relatives just after seeing them, and there is nothing more painful in the world than this!

Unwillingly, Meng Yang struggled and shouted, but suddenly woke up from that realm, only to find that he was still in the space of Qinghu.

It's just that the Yin Soul Consciousness Sea has evolved into a pale blue heaven and earth, and although the Yin Soul Bead is still so chaotic, it is like a full moon, quietly hanging above the Heaven and Earth of Knowing the Sea, exuding a faint chaotic light, nourishing Mengyang's divine soul.

There didn't seem to be any major changes in the flying tongs of the sea of qi, but Meng Yang noticed that at some point, his sea of qi had become a sea of red and blue spiritual power, red and blue complemented each other, it was so harmonious and harmonious, and above the sea of qi, a fist-like essence blood exuded a powerful aura.

The essence blood is like a sea of qi, half red, half blue.

At first glance, the essence blood looked like a strange combination, half sea, half flame.

Balance, this is the first time that the two cultivations have reached such a perfect balance, but it finally made Meng Yang's cultivation go one step further, and the three essence blood fused into one!

Meng Yang felt stronger than ever at this moment, however, there was no joy in his heart at all.

He knew that Dan Qiusheng, the old immortal, must have a lot of things to hide from him, and every time he said anything, he muttered and flickered, and it seemed that it must be related to his sealed memory.

Who are you? Where do you come from? Who are the enemies who killed your parents?

Meng Yang had infinite questions in his mind, but he could not find anyone to talk to.

This is one of his biggest secrets.

And this secret is likely to be known to the old man of the Dan God, since he doesn't tell himself, even if he asks now, it will be in vain.

Monyan was clear.

It was at this moment that Meng Yang finally had the greatest transformation of his mind, he had lived at all costs to survive, but now he had a new purpose for his life.

Once, in order to enter the Qinglian Gate, he accepted the request of the Dan God who suddenly appeared in his mind, and signed the so-called contract of coexistence of gods and souls. In order to live better, he cultivated desperately, forgetting his life and death in the sea of blood, and practiced the wood-splitting style hard, just so that one day he could really help Dan God recover his soul and help the flying tongs lift the seal.

Once, he made the small hunting group of the Northern Tiger Regiment into the powerful Twelve-Winged Angel War Group today, so that all the surviving cultivators of the Qinglian Gate could improve rapidly, and the angel team members could enjoy the washing of the blood sea essence blood, just to create a powerful force and use their own strength to avenge the destruction of the Qinglian Gate.

Once, he helped Situ Wangyue, helped the little prince Tie Zhanyun, and even recently helped Bingcheng fight against hundreds of thousands of flying army, fighting against the powerful disciples of the Hidden Sect who couldn't see the depth of cultivation alone, just to repay the kindness of the drunken madman Bu Yunlong in the past.

Once, he desperately used the soul refining technique to increase his magic cultivation, and even reluctantly helped Emperor Lao'er absorb the powerful Yin Soul in his body, just to be able to balance his two cultivation powers as soon as possible, so that the sealing light of the flying tongs could not easily threaten his life.

And now, he has made great progress in cultivation, but there is no surprise at all.

His heart was very painful, the same pain as when he heard that day when the Ruyi Gate was destroyed, it was painful and difficult to control.

Without entering the Sea of Flying Pincers, Meng Yang also knew that at least for a long time, the light of the seal would no longer be able to threaten him, he just needed to think carefully about the path he was going to take next.

The drunkard once said to him that there is no feast in this world that is eaten for free, and if you want to get it, you have to pay a price.

And he must finish those unfinished things from beginning to end, and then he can accumulate strength to find the mystery of his origins!

He believed that with the continuous growth of his cultivation and divine soul, one day, that sealed memory would be opened to him.

Why do you need to ask for God?

And even if this matter has nothing to do with Danshen, he must know something related.

Is it true that the sealed holy weapon of the flying tongs was obtained by the old Dan God but could not be contracted? Who are the memories of his own that are sealed in the depths of his soul with powerful mana? Why does the flying tongs recognize himself as a weak and unbearable little ant? How did his own divine soul come to this plane? How did he escape the catastrophe at that time? Why did the Dan God appear in his divine soul? Who are those powerful murderers? Who are his own family members? Where is his home?————————

These questions were inextricably mixed in Meng Yang's divine thoughts, but he soon strengthened a belief, and this belief was like a hidden peerless and powerful knife, deeply embedded in his divine soul!

This belief is to find your way home, find those enemies, and avenge your loved ones!

Eventually, Meng Yang began to feel that his practice was useful, and no matter how hard it was, he had to keep going, for his own sake.

For the sake of loved ones, for the sake of home, because for yourself.

Stay alive.

Meng Yang slowly opened his eyes, only to find that the demonic qi around him had been absorbed by himself, and some simple and mysterious words were engraved on the clear walls everywhere.

This is an ancient script that has a history of at least 50,000 years, and it just so happened that Meng Yang had memorized the collection of books in the Qinglian Gate, especially the Tianxuan Wannian Chronicle with more than a dozen books, which had been explained.

His eyes lit up, and he struggled to make out from right to left.

This is the internal space of the powerful and mysterious Qinghu treasure, and the appearance of these quaint mystical characters is definitely extraordinary, which Meng Yang certainly understands.

It took about two cups of tea for Meng Yang to understand all these hundreds of words.

It turned out that this was a brief introduction to this green gourd, with a mantra for sacrificial refinement. This couldn't help but surprise Meng Yang.

This Qinghu is a demi-artifact, the highest level of the eight levels of "cloudy and sunny circles, joys and sorrows".

It was also an imitation artifact, and its power was only slightly lower than that of the "Fire Gourd" artifact in the Tianxuan Continent.

This green gourd is a space of its own, the space is divided into two layers, the bottleneck position where Meng Yang is now located is called the "refining platform", and there is a space "refining bridge" below, where puppets can be placed infinitely.

Qinghu has three major magic skills: harvesting, refining, and gathering.

Receiving, it means that the holder after the sacrifice can be collected into the space as long as the name of the life body is called, refining, it means that the green gourd can refine the collected life body or soul body into the appendage of the green gourd, and automatically enter the refining bridge for storage, and the gathering means that the green gourd can automatically gather demonic qi from the heaven and earth vitality, without the need for the holder to operate, no matter how much demonic qi, it can be absorbed.

This couldn't help but make Meng Yang think of the forbidden place of Xiang Yuhai and the artifact of the Ruyi umbrella.

For those who don't know how to use it, the green gourd is just a gourd with storage space, and Meng Yang suddenly understands that the bald guy Zhique has only learned the first kind of "receiving" magic skill, and it seems that he has not mastered it very purely.

After carefully reading the sacrificial mantra, Meng Yang couldn't help but feel moved, if he refined this imitation artifact, wouldn't he be like a tiger with wings in the future, and he wouldn't have to worry about the lack of demonic qi cultivation?

However, the biggest difficulty in front of him was that the powerful Zhique had not only refined the Qinghu with the art of blood refining, but also attached a super powerful divine thought to the Qinghu.

If you want to refine Qinghu, you must first eliminate this divine thought, and you must also remove the traces of his blood refining.

What to do?