"Godwings?"

When this name came out of the other party's mouth, Zhang Yang's heart immediately trembled slightly. How could he not know the story of the Wings of God and the Twelve Guardians, who was the person in front of him at that time, and how did he know about the Wings of God?

"Don't panic," Yu Xuankong's voice seemed very soft, as if he had fallen into a distant memory, "He is my master." ”

"Your Master?!Godwings Senior is your Master?!"

These unbelievable words almost made Zhang Yang jump, and the story of Godwings and the Twelve Guardians had been haunting his ears since he was very young, filling him with endless imagination about this magical world.

After becoming sensible, although he no longer believed in this mythical story, this story was also buried deep in his heart with his distant childhood.

It wasn't until later, when Zhang Yang stepped into the cemetery of the Twelve Families, that he gradually felt that the myth that had been recited like a stream seemed to be more than just a story. But even so, Zhang Yang has always been skeptical about the existence of the character of Godwings.

And now, when Yu Xuankong's words fell into Zhang Yang's ears, the original cognition was instantly overturned. If it weren't for the clear feeling of the existence of the Thousand Illusion Tower, Zhang Yang almost suspected that what had happened all this time was just a dream, and when he woke up from the dream, everything would have gone back to the way it was.

"Now you understand why I'm looking for you, right?"

"Under ... I... I really don't understand..."

Zhang Yang's thoughts were in a mess, and he couldn't listen to Yu Xuankong's words at all. He came to the Immortal Pavilion for the "Lingji Illustrated Book", among the immortal artifacts of an immortal predecessor in the Holy Land. However, now there is a strange Yu Xuankong who claims to be an apprentice of the Divine Wings, which makes Zhang Yang a little confused for a while.

"It seems that I still have to tell you those things..."Yu Xuankong looked at the white light in front of him in a daze, "I can't remember when it was, I just remember that I hadn't completely detached myself from my body at that time..."

"Ontology?" Zhang Yang was immediately stunned.

"Yes,"

Yu Xuankong slowly turned around, and in an instant, a terrifying body with a hundred-foot-long and silver-gray ridge appeared in front of Zhang Yang.

As the huge disc-like fins slowly floated in front of Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang immediately recognized that the huge sturgeon was the shadow reflected in the porcelain bowl before.

"This is your body?" Zhang Yang pointed to the monster with the body of the stone-faced fish next to him in surprise, "Then this one next to you..."

"These are my sacrificial soul puppets, including Yu Xingkong, Yu Jingkong and the stone giant you met before, they are all puppets left by me in this immortal weapon, it has been too long, they have slowly generated their own consciousness..."

"Wait a minute..."Zhang Yang hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt Yu Xuankong's words, "I can barely understand the soul sacrifice puppets, but you mean that these soul sacrifice puppets have generated their own consciousness?"

"That's right," Yu Xuankong transformed into the original old man's appearance again, "It is important to know that the soul sacrifice technique is the most basic application that evolved from the soul sacrifice puppet technique, the difference is that the soul sacrifice puppet is to give its own spiritual power to the puppet, while the soul sacrifice technique is simply to use spiritual power to create an energy form similar to a clone. ”

"So, the soul sacrifice puppet with the body and strength slowly generated its own consciousness, while the soul sacrifice technique with a simple energy surname did not have an independent consciousness?"

"You can understand it that way. ”

Although Yu Xuankong said this, a trace of doubt immediately arose in Zhang Yang's heart. In this holy land, he had seen the soul clones of three people, Long Jingchi, Leng Yuancheng and Lan Zhengfeng.

Among these three people, Long Jingchi and Leng Yuancheng are relatively normal, but Lan Zhengfeng's soul clone is more strange, for some reason, Zhang Yang always feels that that soul clone has an independent consciousness.

"Senior, is it possible that the soul clone will also have its own consciousness?"

"This..."Yu Xuankong was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke: "There is indeed such a situation, but this situation basically does not exist. ”

"What's the situation?"

"That is, the strength of this soul clone has far exceeded the body! Then he will not only have his own consciousness, but will also most likely assimilate the body!"

"This..."

Yu Xuankong's words shocked Zhang Yang's heart, in addition to Lan Zhengfeng, another green shadow suddenly flashed in his mind!

"What, are you worried about something?" Yu Xuankong smiled lightly.

"It's okay,"

Zhang Yang tried hard to calm down, and was about to ask something again, when a thought flashed in his heart, Zhang Yang immediately took two steps back, and looked at the fish Xuankong in front of him in horror

"Since they're all soul sacrifice puppets that have generated consciousness, you... You should... Also..."

"Haha, you've finally thought of that. Without the slightest concealment, Yu Xuankong in front of him nodded directly, "That's right, I'm also a puppet of the master, but my consciousness appeared relatively early, so I have evolved to my current state." ”

"Whew..."

At this time, Zhang Yang didn't know what to say, compared to the previous stone giant and the stone-faced fish-body monster next to him, the kind-hearted old man in front of him made Zhang Yang feel even more terrifying.

"So the Wings of God you said earlier..."

"That's the memory of the master that remains in my body," Yu Xuankong in front of him said flatly, "After I was created, a wisp of the master's immortal power entered my body. Before I gave birth to my independent consciousness, the memory contained in that wisp of immortal power was all my previous consciousness. So I vaguely remember that he was always looking for someone like you. ”

"A person like me?" Zhang Yang asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

"Haha,"

Yu Xuankong didn't answer, but suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and just when Zhang Yang was secretly puzzled, Yu Xuankong suddenly flicked his fingers, and a pitch-black energy instantly shot towards Zhang Yang!

The distance between the two was so close, Zhang Yang didn't have the slightest preparation, and when he saw it, he was hit by a black mang, and in an instant, a turquoise light flashed on Zhang Yang's body, and the sharp black light immediately disappeared at the bottom of the cold river.

"From the time you entered the Immortal Pavilion, all your movements were in my sight. Yu Xuankong smiled slightly, "Of course, including that green-haired guy, that's what makes you different from the others." ”

"Then do you know what he is?" Zhang Yang asked directly.

"I don't know," Yu Xuankong shook his head directly, "I don't have this thing in my memory." ”

"And what about the real Yu Xuankong, where is he now?" Zhang Yang immediately asked.

"He's long gone, if you're looking for him, you might as well go up there and look for him. The old man pointed upward.

"What do you mean... Immortal Realm?" Zhang Yang said with a little frustration, "Then we have to wait until after the ascension!"

"No, don't wait for Ascension. Yu Xuankong smiled and shook his head, "Because people like you can't fly at all!"

"Won't you ascend?" the old man's words surprised Zhang Yang, "Why won't you ascend?"

"I'm afraid you are the only one who asked him personally, and I don't have the answer to this question in my memory. The old man shook his head and said.

"So," Zhang Yang calmed down slightly, "what did you bring me here for?"

"This," a hint of hesitation flashed on the old man's face, and he shook his head slowly after half a sound. "The Immortal Pavilion was originally the master's immortal weapon, but for some reasons, the Immortal Pavilion and this Misty Immortal Mansion were lost in the human world. There may be more memories of that big stone than I do about this immortal mansion, but there is one thing that only I, a newborn, know. ”

As he spoke, the old man stretched out a finger of his right hand and slowly pressed down on his eyebrows. Zhang Yang was about to surprise what he was doing, but the old man suddenly pulled, and a miserable white filament was immediately pulled out along with the old man's fingers.

"I originally thought that this was a secret treasure shed by the master and kept it in the sea of knowledge to carefully contemplate it, but the moment you walked into the Immortal Pavilion, I knew that this thing was left to you by him. ”

After speaking, the old man gently put the filament in Zhang Yang's hand. The filament was very light, almost without any weight, but the terrifyingly white color made Zhang Yang immediately think of Yu Xuankong's terrifying eyes.

"Whew...," the old man suddenly stood up slightly and sighed, "In that case, I don't owe him anything." Once upon a time, I always thought that I was looking for power, but now I realize that all I have always wanted is freedom..."

"Whoa!"

As the water at the bottom of the river shook, two behemoths slowly swam away from Zhang Yang.

"The space outside the Immortal Mansion has been shattered by you, so let's do it for ourselves..."

Looking at the two huge sturgeons that gradually disappeared into the endless darkness, Zhang Yang's heart couldn't help but feel a little emotional. After half a ring, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered a question, he forgot to ask about the "Lingji Illustrated Book"!

"Here it is. ”

Leaving the Misty Cymbal Immortal Mansion above, Zhang Yang immediately returned to the huge archway. It has been a long time since he entered the Immortal Pavilion, and Zhang Yang has a faint bad premonition in his heart, although he doesn't know who this premonition is about, but time is pressing, and he must deal with the matter here as soon as possible.

"Huh!"

As the figure flickered, Zhang Yang's figure immediately appeared in the Tower of Thousand Illusions. didn't have time to see Xiangyun and the others inside, Zhang Yang went straight to the second floor of the Thousand Fantasy Tower.

"Yu Xuankong, a disciple of the Wings of God, it seems that he knows the true origin of this virtual body, that is, the little sapling before. But what will he leave behind......