Ye Jin is a veteran of the Mozhu Society.

He has participated in many battles between the Mozhu Society and Tai Sui.

As he said, Tai Sui was surrounded and suppressed before being driven out of the country, and he must not care about hiding when he survives, and the means of pressing the bottom of the box are endless, and there are very likely clues among them.

The problem is that Ye Jin can't even remember what happened decades ago, so where should Yan Jing find out about it?

"There's no need to go through the hassle, just because I can't remember doesn't mean the memory is gone out of my mind."

Seeing Yan Jing's embarrassed face, Ye Jin explained,

"The memory is still there, but it needs some help from the outside world."

"What do you need me to do?"

"It's simple, go into my memory, go to the great battle many years ago, and look for clues that we once overlooked."

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Ye Jin straightened up and said his true purpose for inviting Yan Jing here this time.

"This ......"

Yan Jing didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

With his current abilities, it would be impossible to enter the memories of others, let alone memories from decades ago.

"When people recall the past, what they can see is always what they care about in their eyes at the time, but the information collected by the eyes and brain will not be limited to this small part, what we are looking for is the secret that Tai Sui hides in the shadows, and we must rediscover the information that I ignore, and this is the part that I can't remember."

With Ye Jin's strength, how could he really forget the biggest enemy of the Mozhu Society back then, what he couldn't remember was the details that he didn't notice at that time.

Speaking of this, Ye Jin no longer hid and motioned for Yan Jing to get up.

The vine-woven pavilion dispersed, and he turned and walked to the giant tree behind him.

Yan Jing followed behind Ye Jin step by step, and he didn't take a few steps before he noticed it, and looked up at the canopy above.

The original lush foliage was actually glowing magnificently, and countless points of light flowed and spilled between the branches and leaves, making the entire canopy look like a ...... The human brain!

Ye Jin approached the trunk of the giant tree, and his body returned to the appearance of a puppet and melted into it, leaving only one sentence,

"Enter my memory, pay attention to the movements of the members of the Tai Sui organization, and I will give you the corresponding permission to act within the memory."

"Wait, you haven't told me yet......"

Just as he wanted to ask how to enter Ye Jin's memory, he stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, because hundreds of vines had fallen all over the canopy, and they were constantly weaving various things in the clearing.

Spots of light flew down from among the branches and swirled around Yan Jing, making the scene in front of him gradually become a lake.

Yan Jing, who had experienced many times of traveling through other worlds, had long been accustomed to this feeling.

Close your eyes to relieve the dizziness, and wait until the energy fluctuations in the outside world have calmed down.

The green jungle in the drizzle disappeared completely.

Dry wind and sand are blowing in your face.

Only then did Yan Jing find himself in an extremely barren Gobi Desert.

Full moon hanging high in the sky.

The terrain ahead is undulating, and the rock walls eroded by the wind and sand are full of large and small holes.

Knowing that he was in Ye Jin's memory, so there was no need to hide his figure, Yan Jing observed his surroundings and was surprised to find that this environment was extremely real, bending down to pick up a handful of gravel, and even clearly seeing them drifting away in the wind.

Undoubtedly, this is not a scenario that can be created by ordinary means.

Nine times out of ten, Ye Jin used a certain precious prop or ability, but it was just ...... Why now?

Just as Yan Jing was busy checking the surrounding situation, multiple energy reactions suddenly appeared in the spread of his perception.

Stop what you're doing, turn and jump onto a nearby sand dune.

On the sand in front of them, there were more than 20 figures galloping towards Yan Jing's location, and when they got closer to a certain distance, everyone rose up and happened to land on the top of the sand dunes where Yan Jing was.

No one noticed Yan Jing, not even one of them passing directly through his body as he advanced.

In the end, all that was brought up was layers of phantoms.

Yan Jing was like a bystander, observing these apostles who had been resurrected in Ye Jin's memory.

Without exception, they wear ink and bamboo insignia on their chests.

There is no need to think about it, these people should be the first generation of Nanke Apostles of the Mozhu Society.

What caught Yan Jing's attention was that of the more than twenty apostles, only a few of them were in perfect condition, and almost all of the rest were injured to varying degrees.

The unique smell of traditional Chinese medicine, the bloody qi and even the fluctuating qi in perception are enough to prove this.

These people apparently experienced a big war not so long ago.

recalled the conversation with Yue Qianren not long ago.

He mentioned the series of bitter battles fought by the Mozhu Society in the late Nanke period to pursue and suppress the Tai Sui organization.

Due to the gradual calming of the aura tides, the abilities of the vast majority of transcendents are constantly weakened due to changes in the environment.

In order to uproot this terrorist organization, the Mozhu Society united with righteous people who were also Nanke's apostles, and fought against this group of unscrupulous madmen for nearly two months with extraordinary perseverance, destroying all their strongholds across the country.

This is the last light and heat of the righteous path.

The current situation should be the late stage of that chase battle, and the Tai Sui organization has been forced to a dead end.

Yan Jing deliberately searched for two circles, and finally found the young man with medium-long hair and scattered on both sides of his shoulders at the back of the crowd.

Judging from the position, Ye Jin in this period should be a junior in the Mozhu Society, and his momentum is calm, and he has obviously experienced a lot of experience and has become a mainstay in the Mozhu Society.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Nan Ke's demise is a foregone conclusion, the tide has receded, and our ability has declined irretrievably, but before that, we must uproot the tumor of the Tai Sui Organization, and never allow them to use evil to destroy the order of this world."

The middle-aged man at the head, the leader of the Mozhu Society, raised his finger to the basin surrounded by multiple hills in front of him, and said in a deep voice,

"Ahead is the last hiding stronghold of Tai Sui Yu, this will be our last battle, come with me!"

The voice fell.

The leader of the Mozhu Society took out a gauze robe as thin as a cicada's wings from the void and threw it up.

In an instant, everyone's figures disappeared.

Yan Jing saw only the dust raised and a series of footprints on the Gobi Desert.

Turning his head to look in the direction he had pointed out earlier, Yan Jing had no intention of following.

As their minds turned, they flashed to the top of a hill near their destination, and then they found themselves in the middle of the basin, which at first glance looked like a deserted inn left over from ancient times.

In those days, there was no such high-tech as electric lights, and there was only a string of lanterns hanging on the roof of the station.

The windows on both sides let in the dim glow of the oil lamps, which stood out in the barren wilderness.

A rich evil energy haunts and goes deep into the earth.

Even though he hadn't seen a single Tai Sui until now, Yan Jing still guessed their location, which was just below this post station.

As for this station, it is obviously just a bait on the surface.

It didn't take long for the team of the Mozhu Society to cross the outer hills, and it seemed that someone shot an arrow into the night sky, and the red streamer pierced the night, and hundreds of fire meteors fell in the night sky of the entire Gobi Desert Basin.

The target was the ruined inn.

Obviously, this bait is useless for the Mozhu Society, which came prepared.

When the meteor landed, it had already turned into a fireball with a diameter of more than half a meter, and the moment it collided, it completely overturned the post station, and the subsequent attack destroyed even the foundation, revealing a deep and huge void.

"Tai Sui Yu Sin, get out, this is where you are buried!"

Now that the battle has broken out, there is naturally no need to cover it, and the leader of the Mozhu Society flew to the top of the pit on a goshawk and shouted in a deep voice.

"Yao Mo, don't push people too hard, we just want to live, why do you have to chase after you so hard...... We are willing to share the secret art of forging veins with you, and when the sky falls, we will share the glory and wealth! ”

Someone's cry for mercy came from inside the pit, which seemed to be pleading, but in fact it was secretly trying to sow discord.

Everyone knows that with the gradual disappearance of Nanke, the transcendents will eventually return to the ordinary, which may be even more uncomfortable than killing them.

Fusing the relics of the mountains and seas, the vein casting secret technique to prolong their life is likely to be the only means to make them "immortal".

When the Tai Sui organization mentioned it at this time, it was clear that they wanted to take the opportunity to disturb the minds of the people of the Mozhu Society.

"Don't waste your efforts, we are here today, we don't want to go back alive, let's see the real chapter under our hands!"

The goshawk hissed at his feet, and he dived reluctantly, rushing straight to the pit, Yao Mo held a double hammer in his hand, and a phantom of a military general appeared behind him, accompanied by the drama that sounded in the void, and the momentum around his body was churning.

The people on the Gobi Desert also showed their own magical powers, and the spiritual storm rolled up the sand and dust.

The Tai Sui organization was cornered and no longer hidden.

Thunder rang out from the ground of the station!

Yan Jing stood close only to see a large amount of rubble thrown from the pit, followed by a dozen more thick tentacles emerging from it, growing on large, soft, bag-like bodies.

It was clearly a giant worm with a diameter of more than five meters and a body length of at least twenty meters!

On the top of the worm's head, the remnants of Tai Sui, who was covered with an earthy yellow windproof cloak, kept sealing his hands, and went straight to the leader of the Mozhu Society, and at the edge of the pit below, the only remaining members of Tai Sui also charged.

A large-scale melee is about to begin.

Time pauses at this moment.

Yan Jing didn't come in this time to watch a play.

He must figure out why the remnants of Tai Sui were able to rise again after being driven out of the country.