The yellow light on the Thick Earth Zaide Sword was scattered, reflecting the uneven cave wall, and Yuwen Zhouyuan completely lost the trace of the Skeleton Demon Soul Staff, and could not sense its existence. The surroundings are very quiet, and occasionally the sound of water droplets dripping on the cave walls can be heard, and the sound of "da-da" makes the cave even more silent and terrifying.

Walking down the corridor, Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine consciousness also probed forward along the narrow cave wall. Turning a corner, Yuwen Zhouyuan saw a figure at a glance, and he was secretly surprised, because his divine sense did not detect the existence of that person at all, and the Houtu Zaide Sword immediately flew out, and a strange sword mist surrounded him.

Yuwen Zhouyuan slowly approached, only to find that it was a half-kneeling skeleton, the body had already decayed, only an empty skeleton remained, and there were some fragments of battle armor scattered on the ground.

Yuwen Juyuan immediately concluded that it was the remains of a monk, because there was a fist-sized hole in the skull, which was the exit that exploded when Yuan Ying came out of his body. Yuwen Juyuan retracted the Houtu Zaide Sword back into his body.

"Click...... Whoa!" The skeleton suddenly scattered and collapsed, the bones were scattered all over the ground, and a storage belt was exposed.

Yuwen Juyuan reached out and picked it up, and after a little inspection, he found that there were still some things in the belt, and he didn't have time to take a closer look, so he put the storage belt into the storage bag, and then threw it into his storage space and continued to move forward.

He didn't go far, a little bright flash on the cave wall attracted Yuwen Zhouyuan's attention, and when he got closer, he realized that it was a flying sword inserted in the wall, revealing only a little of the sword's tail.

Yuwen Juyuan pulled out the flying sword and glanced back at the skeleton, knowing that this flying sword must be his.

The shape of this flying sword is like a willow leaf, both ends are sharp blades, larger than ordinary flying swords, Yuwen Zhouyuan can now be regarded as a master of refining, and he knows that this flying sword is very poorly refined, the only thing that interests him is the material of the flying sword, which is a metal he has not seen, it seems to be very special, he casually put it into the storage space, and there is no time to study it for the time being.

The corridor was getting smaller and smaller, and Yuwen Zhouyuan had to walk with his head down, and the blue light on the Soul Eater Mink suddenly flashed, and it let out a low roar and flew to the front.

Yuwen Juyuan was a little surprised, and said, "What did you find? The little guy will get lost when he comes back, flying around here." ”

The Soul Eater Mink seemed to be a little aggrieved, "coo" and chirped twice, flew back to Yuwen Zhouyuan's shoulder, shook its little head, and the long feathers on its head swept on Yuwen Zhouyuan's cheeks, causing Yuwen Zhouyuan to laugh: "Don't move, itchy!"

Soon came to the end, a blue brick wall blocked the way, Yuwen Juyuan stretched out his hand to knock, the sound seemed very hollow, he knew that the back of the wall was empty.

The thick earth carried the sword gushing out, the sword mist invaded the wall silently, and then quickly retracted into the body, the blue brick wall was like a pile of sand, and suddenly collapsed, revealing a dark and dull hole, a cold wind blew into the corridor, and behind the wall was a large space.

Yuwen Juyuan leaned out and found that it was empty underneath, and he stepped out of the hole and hung in the air.

Under the faint halo of the thick earth Zaide sword, he saw very clearly, this is a square super hall, countless square blue brick pillars stand, the pillars are of different heights, the high ones stretch to the zenith, the low ones are only one person high, there is a statue on each half-high pillar, the statues on it are all unknown monster images, the carving technique is very realistic, and at a glance, I thought it was a living thing.

On the side is the stone steps of the cloister, and I vaguely see many stone doors, all closed, and I don't know where they lead. All the walls are made of green bricks, and the green bricks are all one foot square, staggered, and look very neat.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was amazed in his heart, how much manpower and material resources would it take to build such a scale.

The ground is covered with thick dust, and I don't know how long this place has been closed, Yuwen Zhouyuan floated to the ground, stood below, looked up, his eyes were full of gray, the zenith was dozens of meters from the ground, and the whole hall looked very majestic.

Yuwen Zhouyuan walked towards a strange-shaped stone table not far away, and as soon as he walked, there was a small "hula-la-la" sound under his feet, which felt like stepping on the beach.

Yuwen Zhouyuan squatted down and brushed away the thick dust on the ground, he was surprised to find that under the ash was a centimeter thick golden sand, he grabbed a handful and blew away the dust, it was a grain of golden sand the size of a grain of rice, shining with golden light under the halo of the thick earth Zai De sword.

Although money was not attractive to him, Yuwen Zhouyuan was also very surprised to see that the ground was full of golden sand. He had crossed over from the earth, and he knew how the earthlings felt about gold, and thought, "If this is discovered on the earth, it will be a sensation." ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan threw away the golden sand, patted the ashes on his hands, and said to himself: "It's a pity, it's useless for the master to take it." ”

There was nothing on the stone table, and Yuwen Zhouyuan noticed that the dust on the table was slightly raised, and it was easy to ignore it if he was not careful. He stretched out his hand to dust off the dust, and on the table was a thin rectangular gold plate, about a foot long and half a foot wide, and when he wiped it clean, he found that it was engraved with incomprehensible words, and the lines of the words were filled with different colors.

Yuwen Juyuan pondered for a moment, he couldn't understand the meaning, and casually put it into the storage bag.

Taking away the gold plate, a fist-sized, red star-shaped button appeared on the stone table, Yuwen Juyuan pressed it curiously, and the thing retracted into the stone table, and there was still silence around, as if nothing had happened.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was very strange in his heart, he had carefully probed with his divine sense, there were no traps here, and there were no common formation ambushes in the cultivation realm, it seemed to be a very ordinary underground stone castle.

The Soul Eater Sable suddenly flew up again, hovering above Yuwen Zhouyuan's head. A black phantom quickly flashed in front of it, and in an instant, the Soul Eater Mink's hair stood on end, and a dazzling blue light emitted from its body, and the entire Bluestone Fort lit up.

Yuwen Juyuan suddenly heard a voice begging for mercy: "Spare your life! spare me! Don't come! Woo woo...... "It was a child's voice.

Yuwen Zhouyuan immediately stopped the Soul Eater Marten and shouted, "Who is it?"

I only heard the child's voice: "Please put away the Soul Eater Sable, I can't help the light and breath on its body, please spare me." ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly thought of the first time he saw Yuwen Xiangwan at this time, and his heart softened, and he said, "Come out, it won't hurt you." ”

The Soul Eater Sable chirped quietly and flew back to Yuwen Zhouyuan's shoulder, closing its eyes, the light on its body dimmed, and at the same time, its aura was much more restrained.

After a while, a cold wind swept up the dust on the ground, and a faint black shadow condensed in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan, and gradually the black shadow showed its original form, it turned out to be a person who looked like a child, and his body was naked, and the whole appearance looked very cute.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was slightly stunned, he didn't expect to meet a cute Mu little ghost, raised his hand and threw him a belly pocket, Yuwen Zhouyuan said: "Little doll, put it on." ”

The little ghost boy said timidly: "My cultivation, my cultivation is not enough, I can't wear clothes, and I can't conjure clothes, please let adults spare me." ”

Yuwen Juyuan couldn't cry and laughed, and said, "Then you don't have to show your original form." What's your name?"

The little ghost boy seemed to sense that Yuwen Juyuan had no malicious intentions, and he felt a peaceful state of mind from this monk, and he couldn't help but secretly pray that this monk would not take a fancy to his little spirit body.

The little ghost boy knew very well in his heart that if he was imprisoned by the monk, it would be extremely miserable, he was forced to give up his body in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, if he hadn't found an extremely rare ghost cultivation method in this ancient castle, the Yuan Infant would have dissipated long ago.

After cultivating the ghost cultivation method, he found that there were many underworld soul objects here, and if he hadn't fought to the death, he might have died a long time ago!

And the little ghost boy has been cultivating here all these years, and he found that this place seems to be in another dimension, and he has never seen a living person here at all!

This time he met the Soul Eater Sable, and the little ghost boy knew that he couldn't hide from it no matter what, because the Soul Eater Sable was born as the natural enemy of the soul spirit, especially this Soul Eater Sable, the soul-fixing light and soul-sucking aura emitted from its body made it impossible to move, which was really powerful.

The little ghost boy trembled and said, "My lord, my name is Qiong Haifeng, and adults can just call me Haifeng." ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan saw that he only showed a face as ruddy as a pinch, and the rest of his body was hidden in a blurred black shadow, nodded and smiled: "Haifeng...... It's an interesting name, how long have you been here, and how did you get here?"

Qiong Haifeng looked at the Soul Eater Mink in fear and said: "My lord, I have been here for a long time, how long I have lived, Haifeng doesn't know, I was forced to split the Heavenly Spirit because of the withering poisonous mist when I was exploring the ruins with my friends, and barely escaped from the Yuan Infant Body, and later found this ancient castle, so I hid here to cultivate." Alas, but my Yuan Infant is too weak, so I have to change to the spirit body and ghost body, and I can't remember many things. ”

After hearing Qiong Haifeng's words, Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly thought of Yuwen Xiangwan, who was in the Heavenly Book Space where he was evolving, and now he didn't know how, so he said softly: "Haifeng, do you want to continue cultivating here, or do you want to come with me? It's not fun to be eerie here." ”

Haifeng was so frightened that the spirits kept gathering and scattering, and he trembled and said, "My lord... Spare me, sir, I'm ...... I'm just a small spirit, Haifeng won't go out to harm people, and I've never devoured other souls, I'm ...... I ...... "He didn't dare to escape, because there was a Soul Eater on the side, he couldn't escape, he just begged hard."

Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly had a very heartbroken feeling, he took a step back, and comforted Wen Yan: "Haifeng, don't be afraid, I didn't force you to go with me, and I won't hurt you." He couldn't help but use the art of phonology, which he had recently mastered for a short time, and his voice was full of strong sympathy.

Qiong Haifeng slowly stopped trembling, he felt Yuwen Zhouyuan's sincerity, but he was still very scared, he secretly glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and he whispered: "My lord, Haifeng will stay here to cultivate, Haifeng doesn't dare to go out." ”