The huge bone soldier's jaws opened and closed slightly.
Obviously there was no sound, but Yan Mo felt that he heard a sigh.
It was like a feeling of being reborn, and also like the ease of letting go of some kind of shackles.
The remaining soul power of Hu Lian left on the bone soldier was completely wiped out, and with his help, the bone soldier also had real self-awareness.
"Don't worry, you'll be able to move soon." Yan Mo crawled up to his chest, and replaced him with a fist-sized ninth-grade Yuanjing without hesitation.
"Now the highest level of Yuanjing I have is level nine. If you need a higher level of Yuanjing in the future, you may need to find it yourself." Yan Mo jumped off the bone soldier.
Because he had to devote all his attention to activate the self-awareness of the bone soldiers, all the disguises on Yan Mo's body disappeared, and he showed his true colors.
The bone soldier's head moved up and down in response, it didn't stand up immediately, it just sat and moved its hands and feet and the movable bones of its face.
Yuan Zhan thought of the blue Yuanjing, and wanted to remind Yan Mo that maybe the spaceship intelligence here knew where there was a tenth-level Yuanjing, but he didn't trust the bone soldiers very much, so he didn't say anything.
"Thank you." The bone soldier instinctively conveyed his thoughts with his soul power, and he knew that the people at his feet could accept it.
Yan Mo patted his leg bones, "Sorry, I can't let you have a real body, and I can't let you speak."
"That's good." The bone soldier expressed his satisfaction. He has longed to have his own clear consciousness for a long time, and until today, this talent has made him change from a vague ignorance to an independent and clear-willed soul.
"Give me a name." Father. The bone soldier's dark eye sockets revealed a gentle and attached feeling.
Yan Mo, who also has an indescribable affection and sense of responsibility for the bone soldiers, bowed his head and thought for a while, "My name is Yan Mo, would you like to have my surname? The surname means that you and I are a family, and it is the continuation of the blood. "
Bone Soldier, "Yes!"
Yuan Zhan didn't speak at the side, just looked at them silently.
Yan Mo smiled, "Although you don't have a physical body, you have the bones of a demigod. If there is no special disaster, you should be able to live for a long, long time, which means that you have longevity, and you will not grow old. You don't even need to eat and drink enough, as long as you have Yuanjing, you can live. You have most of the pursuits in life. Then, as the person who gave you the soul, I hope you can still be happy, so from now on you will be called Yan Xiaole ?”
"...Why Xiaole?" Bone Soldier felt strange, although he liked the name very much when he heard it.
Yuan Zhan also thought it was strange to name such a six-meter-tall giant bone soldier Xiao Le.
Yan Mo raised his head, his eyes seemed to be shining, "You can change in size freely, right?"
Bone Soldier nodded, and said honestly, who hadn't learned to lie yet: "Yes, I can grow bigger and smaller freely. I like this name, and I will be called Yan Xiaole from now on."
Yan Mo stretched out his hand, signaling Yan Xiaole to do the same.
The huge bone hand and the human adult man's hand are held together, just like the small hand of an adult wrapping a baby.
"Hello, Yan Xiaole, welcome to become a member of Jiuyuan. Next, I will teach you how to use your soul power better. After you learn it, you can not only communicate with me alone, but also communicate with other creatures. .”
"Thank you." Father.
Yuan Zhan didn't come to Yan Mo's side until now, put his hands on his shoulders, and said, regardless of whether Yan Xiaole could understand or not, "I am Yuan Zhan, Mo's partner, and the leader of Jiuyuan. I also welcome You become a member of Jiuyuan. Do you like fighting? If so, come to me."
Yan Xiaole's jaw moved up and down a few times, making a clicking sound, as if laughing, "Okay, my leader."
Yan Mo smiled, unexpectedly, Yuan Zhan could see through Yan Xiaole's essence at a glance, it seems that this is a big guy who likes to fight.
Yuan Zhan looked at Yan Mo, and Yan Mo conveyed Yan Xiaole's meaning to him.
Yuan Zhan also nodded in satisfaction, he wished to practice with Yan Xiaole every day.
Then the two looked at Yan Xiaole again, waiting for him to shrink his body.
Yan Xiaole stood up, moved his body well, and then his huge body shrunk step by step visible to the naked eye, until it became almost the same as Yuan Zhan.
"The giant body is your body?" Yan Mo confirmed.
"Yes." Yan Xiaole made a kick, he couldn't wait to leave here, he wanted to see the outside world, very much!
With such a huge safety hazard removed, both Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan's expressions became much more relaxed.
"Dawn is coming, I promised Stan they would meet them once before dawn. What Stan means is that there is no need to be kind to the enemy. He intends to wait for you to come out. As long as you and I agree, he will perform witchcraft, as long as the sacrifices are enough , he will be able to wipe out the souls of all living creatures in the dungeon, and this will also prevent everyone from touching the polluted desert." Yuan Zhan said.
Yan Mo had a headache, "You should have told me about such an important matter earlier. No, I disagree with Stan's proposal. In addition to Miaoxiang and the others, there are also a large number of sand-piercing tribes living in this dungeon. They are not vicious and have formed Wisdom, and their scales, bones, and blood have miraculous effects on resisting that kind of decomposing bacteria, maybe we will have to rely on them to deal with alien demon gods in the future. Just for this, even if they are really our enemies, we can't kill them kill them."
"Well then, I'll take Yan Xiaole up to get rid of Miao Xiang and the others, and you'll be responsible for persuading the Shajia Clan below."
"Wait, you have to bring Stan with you when dealing with Miaoxiang. I suspect that there is another soul in Miaoxiang's body, which is probably the same as the old witch Qiushi from the original tribe before, and that soul is probably related to the horned tribe." Yan Yan Afraid that Yuan Zhan would think too much, Mo concealed the fact that the soul in Miaoxiang's body might be the remnant soul of Hu Lian.
But Yuan Zhan has his own sensitive antenna for his love rival, even if the opponent is not competitive, he can still subconsciously infer from Yan Mo's subtle expression that hardly changes .
"Don't worry, I'll take Stan with me to ensure that she won't leave any scum behind!" Yuan Zhan said sincerely, then turned around and was about to leave.
Yan Mo slapped his head, "One more thing, the spaceship's main control intelligence is gone, without it, I can't open the passage door, you have to help me enter the twelfth floor first."
Of course Yuan Zhan agreed, "Do you want me to stay and accompany you to find that disk?"
"No, we don't need it for the time being. Let's get rid of Miaoxiang and wearing sand armor first, and then go back and look for it slowly." Yan Mo thought that the smart Dobinomi would not be able to produce any demon moths without energy. .
Afterwards, Yuan Zhan used his ability to forcefully open a big hole on the floor of the eleventh floor through which two people could pass.
Seeing that there was no danger below, Yan Mo jumped down from the cave with Xiao Le.
Yuan Zhan went to make peace with Stan first, and then brought Stan into the dungeon.
In order to win the trust of the Shajia Clan, Yan Mo used his willingness to change his appearance again, and Yan Xiaole followed behind him.
Now Yan Xiaole is very curious about everything, and he walks and sees it all the time.
The ground is very dark, but this doesn't seem to be a problem for Yan Xiaole. Also, he has no eyes at all.
The sand-wearing clan is transferring their own ethnic group, half of them are the strongest fighters in the clan, and half are the old, weak, sick and disabled. The young children and mothers who wear sand armor have already been transferred to the desert first. It's a young warrior.
When Xiaosha heard the news that his brother was back, he ran happily and hissed at Yan Mo from a distance.
Without waiting for Yan Mo to ask, Xiao Sha told Yan Mo all about the current plight of the Shajia tribe.
Yan Mo: ...Zhengchou didn't have a chance to persuade you to come with me! It's really what I want, and now I'm starting to kind of believe that the gods are really on my side.
After Xiaosha finished speaking, he bit Yan Mo's calf and urged him to meet the patriarch quickly.
Yan Xiaole was surrounded by soldiers wearing sand armor. Yan Mo told them that they were friends and not enemies, but the soldiers wearing sand armor did not relax because of this.
Soon, Yan Mo saw the highest ruling class of the Chuanshajia clan again.
Including the two old elders, the six elders were there, plus the patriarch, and the strongest fighters left in the clan. The hall, which originally had many rectangular tables, was covered with sand armor.
The top is in the middle.
Xiaosha brought Yan Mo over, and the sand armor soldiers dispersed silently, making way for them.
The thick and long tail of the Shajia-piercing patriarch with the bone ornaments on the forehead gently patted on the ground, and before Yan Mo approached, he quickly asked, "Have you passed all the checkpoints?"
Yan Mo stopped five steps away from the patriarch, "Yes."
There was commotion from below, and Xiaosha's hissing was the loudest.
The patriarch was also very excited, "You can pass the three checkpoints left by the master, so the city has recognized you as her master?"
Yan Mo admitted cheekily: "Yes."
"Great!" The patriarch turned around excitedly, "Then can you manipulate the dungeon and drive away the intelligent creatures living above it?"
Yan Mo quickly found out the reason: "The energy is not enough. But my friends can help us solve them."
"Your friend?" The patriarch calmed down, "I just wanted to ask you about what happened before you entered our clan. Did you... come with those Jiuyuan people?"
Yan Mo was not surprised how the patriarch knew Jiu Yuan's name, Miao Xiang probably mentioned it to them.
"Yes." Yan Mo didn't hide anything, "Jiuyuan has no malice towards any intelligent race. As long as we don't become hostile to them, they won't intentionally hurt us, and if we are willing to join Jiuyuan, they will give us A place to shelter and live."
The patriarch didn't express his willingness to join, but asked again: "Is there another Shajia tribe in Jiuyuan?"
Yan Mo didn't know why it asked this way, but after thinking about it, he didn't lie, but said Jiuzhen and Yifei: "I am the only one who has a relationship with the Chuanshajia clan in Jiuyuan. I was picked up by the leader of Jiuyuan Yes, and later lived with them and became a priest of Jiuyuan."
"What?" The patriarch and elders were dumbfounded, and the patriarch asked in disbelief: "You said you became a priest of Jiuyuan?"
"Yes." Yan Mo said with a serious face.
"How is this possible?" Perhaps the sand armor clan has a deep-rooted belief that humans have always been superior to them. I heard that one of the sand armor wearers in our family has become a priest of a high-level intelligent creature, and the expression of all the sand armor wearers is like a dream.
Yan Xiaole, who only had bones in his body, was completely ignored, only Elder Huilin had been secretly observing this bone soldier.
Yan Xiaole probably thought those rectangular tables were very interesting, so he raised his bone finger and poked them.
Yo, it's hard!
Yan Xiaole stepped up a bit, it was just boring and wanted to move his body more, after all he is now a freshman.
Poke, I poke poke poke!
Inadvertently use more and more energy.
"Puchi!" The rectangular countertop finally poked a deep hole for him under his persistent poking.
A puff of white smoke came out.
Yan Mo, the high-level wearer, looked at the place where the white smoke rose.
Yan Xiaole quickly withdrew his bone hand and stood up straight, pretending that he had never moved.