"Hum!"

「……」

The tumbling black mist has been dispersed by the Yin Talisman.

Bai Aya trembled violently, and the whole person curled up in the corner, looking at the sigil in front of him, the horror in his eyes was from the depths of his heart.

Her current state, if she is slapped by this talisman, I am afraid that there will be no way to live.

"Huh?"

"What are you talking about?" Ye Wentian stared at him for a moment, and his fingertips swiped to the right.

The sigil flickered, skimming the figure in front of it.

Bai Aya's eyes trembled violently, the look of horror on her face did not subside, and she looked at the person in front of her, still vigilant.

Others may not be clear.

She knew the horror of this sigil, and that was ...... The rumored celestial arts!

"My name is Ziyun, the village above the tomb is where I grew up, this heavenly tomb is very old, it was not built by me, but after I found it back then, I ordered the people to transform it, and finally buried it like this."

Ziyun took a deep breath and didn't hide it.

"Oh?"

"Back then, how long ago?" Ye Wentian's eyes were a little more interested.

Ziyun stabilized her mind a little, and when she saw that the other party did not continue to make a move, the look on her face eased a lot.

Take a step forward and raise your hand to the martial arts salute.

"Specifically, I don't remember, it's probably been nearly a thousand years." Ziyun paused and replied softly.

Ye Wentian's eyes flashed.

"Nonsense."

"No matter how strong the god is, it is impossible for the divine mind to survive for so long after death." Ye Wentian said bluntly.

It is even more unlikely, there is a power to attach to others.

And it broke out with such combat power!

Ziyun's eyes trembled, and she hurriedly raised her hand again.

"There's no nonsense down there."

"Originally, I really should have dissipated my soul, but a hundred years ago, a thick and extremely yin qi suddenly appeared in the tomb, and I also woke up at that time." Ziyun replied in a loud voice.

Ip Mantian's eyes flashed slightly.

A hundred years ago?

That old thing in Daomen?

"Understood." Ye Wentian nodded.

His gaze fell on the person in front of him again.

This one look.

Seeing Ziyun, his body trembled slightly.

"You...... When I was young, I saw a senior surnamed Wu use this seal to suppress overseas immortal sects." Ziyun pursed her lips slightly.

That big guy, she is not qualified to know, she can't be called an acquaintance.

So far, I can only speak hard.

"Are you sure?"

"What's that senior's name?" Ye Wentian's eyes froze.

In the past of the villagers of the novice village, those guys never mentioned to themselves that the dark temple was an organization founded by the old village chief, and they only learned about it after they returned to Dayan.

and Li Xuanyuan's identity as the acting Dragon King of Great Yan, before returning to Great Yan, Ye Wentian knew nothing.

Nima!

A thousand years ago?

Wu Science looked at it, and he was forty or fifty years old.

"This ...... I don't know."

"At that time, I was not qualified to call the big guy by name."

"Since you know this seal, your teacher should be the descendant of that Wu senior." Ziyun took a deep breath.

Ye Wentian nodded slightly after hearing this, and suddenly felt reasonable.

These things will be asked clearly the next time I go back to the village.

Don't take it too seriously.

"One last question."

"Are you Bai Aya, or Ziyun?" Ye Wentian's eyes froze, and he glanced deeply at the person in front of him.

Ziyun's eyes were shocked.

Suddenly, I felt that a life-and-death crisis swept through my mind.

"Don't ...... Don't get me wrong, Bai Aya is my descendant, I'm just a wisp of divine thought lodged on her, Bai Aya is still Bai Aya." Ziyun said, and her eyes flashed.

Her body trembled.

The next moment.

The expressions on his face are constantly switching, as if he has a split personality.

A moment later.

The light of the eyes was replaced by a ray of light.

"She can't figure it out herself." Ziyun's face was slightly ugly, and she was afraid that the person in front of her would not believe her, so she subconsciously took a step back.

Ip Mantian kept staring at the person in front of him.

Feeling the change in the other party's aura, after making sure that the person in front of him was not lying, his gaze calmed a little.

For now, the consciousness of the two women should be shared.

It's normal to not want to come out of that scene just now.

"Alright, let's get down to business."

"You were also a strong man back then, there should be a lot of treasures to accompany the burial, it was too wasteful to bury in the grave." Ye Wentian glanced at the person in front of him.

As soon as these words came out.

Ziyun was stunned in place.

Is this the right thing to do?

"There are indeed some, but after a long time, it's useless, I still have some spirit jade left, I don't know if you need it?" Ziyun's eyes flickered, carefully observing the expressions on the faces of the people in front of her.

After all, after all this time, she really didn't have anything to do.

If the person in front of her is angry, and a Yin Talisman is patted over, the soul she has finally condensed will be directly shot away.

"How many?" Ip Man asked subconsciously.

"This ...... It's not much, it's just over a thousand."

"What we should be thinking about now is how to get out, the seal in the Celestial Tomb was set by me in my heyday." Ziyun had a look on her face and was a little serious.

Unless she uses secret techniques to rob the spiritual power of the person in front of her, she will return to her heyday for a short time, or there may be a possibility of opening the tomb.

Otherwise, the two of them would probably be trapped here.

"How much do you say!" Ip Man's eyes flashed red.

Ziyun was stunned for a moment.

The next moment, she turned and stepped aside.

"Condensation."

"Open!"

Raising the handprint recipe is formed.

Ziyun slapped on the rock wall on the side.

The entire rock hall trembled.

"Hum!"

"Boom!"

「……」

A crack opened in the rock wall, as if a stone door was opened, and a pure spiritual energy hit the face, and a pile of flickering spiritual jade fell into sight.

Ye Wentian's breathing suddenly became a little shorter.

The scarlet in the eyes is even stronger!

"Whew!"

"Whoop......

I saw that when he raised his hand, a white blank slapped down, blocking the pile of spirit jade.

At this moment, if anyone dares to snatch it from him.

Ip Mantian will not hesitate to work hard.

"It's not difficult to get out, wait until I refine these spirit jades first." Ye Wentian stared at the piles of spiritual jade, and the spiritual power in his body was running unconsciously.

The Lower Heavenly Tomb is right.

This trip, no loss!

Ziyun's brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes flickered.

Lingyu is indeed rare.

But it's just over a thousand yuan, why is the person in front of you like this?

"You ......" Ziyun wanted to speak, as if she had thought of something, she immediately shut up, her eyes flickering uncontrollably.

Now it seems.

In the martial arts world outside, the spirit jade is probably extinct.

Caused by the light of the eyes.

Ye Wentian's figure has already stepped into the White Tiger Ding Enchantment.

"More than a thousand pieces, it should be enough for soul refining." Ye Wentian settled down, and the Xuantian Gong in his body followed.

"Hum!"

"Kaka......"

The spirit jade trembled, and a click sounded out.

The terrifying power of absorbing and sucking up the pure spiritual power swirled upwards above Ye Wentian's head, forming a huge vortex of spiritual power.

The surrounding spirit jade turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Shhh

"This ...... This."

"What kind of monster is this?" Ziyun shuddered and couldn't help but widen her eyes.