The voice was extremely flat, as if someone went out early in the morning and met neighbors and greeted each other.

However, in just a dozen words, a lot of information is revealed.

After the Heaven and Earth Furui Ten Thousand Spiritual Technique broke through the twelfth layer, Xiang Yang's spiritual sense strength was already comparable to that of the Eight Tribulations True Emperor, even if it was not as good as the Supreme, it was not far behind.

And this person can still forcibly transmit the voice, doesn't it mean that at least in terms of divine consciousness, he is already at the supreme level?

Also, what does it mean to be 'waiting for you for a long time?', is it that I came here completely because others expected it?

However, he also learned the news of the ancestral land after subduing the Blood Spirit King, so he came to the scene and came here, not to mention the monks, even the ghosts had never seen it, how did this news leak out?

Besides, this is the ancestral land of the Ten Thousand Illusion Blood Spirits, not to mention the long distance, the underwater journey alone is like a labyrinth, even if he finds this glacial continent, it is extremely difficult to find this place, how did he find it?

Could it have something to do with the two newly subdued demons outside? Only they have the ability to bring people here.

However, Mo Ji had also read their recent memories, and they had not come into contact with outsiders, but felt that they had been called by the ancestral land in the dark, so they came.

What's going on? Who is this person? And why did he come from?

After getting Tianyan, even in the face of the Sanqing Supreme, he can do it step by step, which can be said to be a last resort.

However, at this point he was at a loss.

It was an extremely bad feeling, as if every step of oneself had actually fallen into the calculations of others, just like a marionette, and there was no room for resistance.

Extremely powerless!

The voice really seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, and came again: "Little guy, don't worry, I have no ill will towards you, I just want to talk to you... I'm around here again, so I'm here to use it!

Xiang Yang smiled bitterly and walked forward.

Mo Ji had already disappeared into the sea, turned into a consciousness that seemed to be nothing, and followed behind, and the three-headed demon was prostrate in front of the giant brain, waiting quietly.

When Xiang Yang walked to the edge of the giant brain, a blood-colored ravine in front of him suddenly twisted like a whirlpool, revealing a hole like a light gate, and he stepped in without hesitation.

Since the other party can make such an arrangement, he has naturally planned everything, if he doesn't even have the courage to go in, he will only attract ridicule.

The hole was like an ordinary portal, and after entering, there was no instant dizziness caused by the teleportation light door, as if a curtain had been opened, and a huge space appeared directly in front of it.

The whole space was carved out of a huge piece of jade, milky white and exuding a faint pearlescent light, and in the middle of it, a figure was sitting on the ground with no image tilted.

"Is it you?" Xiang Yang looked at the big man in front of him with a look of disbelief.

Even if it was the resurrection of the Sanqing Supreme, he would not be so surprised, but the one in front of him... It turned out to be the infant monk in Tun and the city who sold the tortoiseshell stone to him...

"Hahahaha, what? can't it be me? How about that tortoiseshell stone? I didn't lie to you, that is indeed a treasure, forty-eight low-level vitality stones will be sold to you, you can get a big deal from me!"

The big man was still like that, while picking his feet, he sniffed a few times from time to time, but did not hold the hammer in his hand, but insisted on a mottled and simple bronze piece, and was looking at it with great interest, and when he saw him come in, he threw the bronze piece away, and sat up straight with a smile.

Xiang Yang arched his hand at him: "Then thank you for the treasure from your predecessors... I still feel that my predecessors are cheap, and I am a little embarrassed!"

The big man scratched his head with thick fingers, and said angrily: "Hehe, although that tortoiseshell stone is rare, I also have two pieces on hand, and it's not a big deal... Let's take it as a greeting gift! Sit down and talk!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a little starlight flashed, and a little green light appeared on the jade ground between the two, and then the branches sprouted, and in an instant, they formed a rattan table and two rattan chairs, surrounded by patches of verdant green leaves.

Xiang Yang has such eyesight, how could he not see that this is by no means a thing taken from the magic weapon of Sumeru, but a real spell.

If you want to say that you can use wood-based spells, you can naturally do it, but the key thing is that from beginning to end, he didn't even feel the slightest fluctuation of vitality, everything seemed to be like an illusion, appearing out of thin air.

He glanced deeply at the big man in front of him, and did not shirk, sat down directly, and took out a jar of wine and jade cup from the Qiankun Ding clone, and said while fiddling with it.

"Senior, I would like to toast you first, and it will be regarded as a thank you for the meeting gift! If you have waited so long in this glacier, it should be the younger generation to make amends!"

He poured the two jade cups full, took a cup first, and drank it all.

What he took out was the immortal brew that came out of the trial area, the best product that was found in the Dragon Emperor's palace back then, as soon as the seal was opened, the rich aroma of wine had overflowed, and when it was poured into the jade cup, there was a trace of immortal qi that rose up, and it was like a substance swaying in the air, and there were many different phases.

The big man's eyes lit up, and he didn't know where to take out a coarse porcelain sea bowl, and there was a small opening in the mouth of the bowl, just like the kind used by the poor people in the ordinary world, and he put it directly on the rattan table, and reached out and hugged the wine jar in front of him, and poured it up.

Xiang Yang put down the jade cup in his hand, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and watched quietly.

It is also strange to say that after pouring a jar of wine, the coarse porcelain sea bowl was not even full, and when the last drop dropped, he shook it vigorously a few times, and then put down the wine jar, picked up the sea bowl and poured it up.

He originally had a big mouth, and he looked like a monkey in a hurry, and from the direction where Xiang Yang was sitting, it looked like half of the one-foot-wide sea bowl had been stuffed into his mouth, which was very funny.

The corners of Xiang Yang's mouth curled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

This sea bowl does not have the slightest fluctuation of vitality, and there is no trace of formation patterns on it, it is indeed an ordinary coarse porcelain bowl, but in his hand, it uses the effect of the magic weapon of Sumeru, coupled with Fang Cai's hand out of nothing, it is all amazing magical powers, and it has been out of the category of magic.

This person seems to be rude, but in fact it is unfathomable.

What is the matter with such a great power coming to the door?