Maybe others will be afraid of the abyss, but Xie Xuanyang will not. Although he has a light personality, he is essentially a sword cultivator who is keen to challenge. No matter how terrifying a powerful enemy is in front of him, he will only feel excited and fight.
In addition, Xie Xuanyang has traveled all over the world for many years, and he has walked through the dragon pool and tiger dens. How can he dare to bargain with the soul enchanter
What's more, it's not that he hasn't seen the abyss, or the Kuang and the spoon he carries with him belong to the abyss.
Few people know that the things in the abyss actually refer to most of the belongings of the underworld. Those with spirits are imprisoned in the depths of the abyss of evil spirits and guarded by ghost soldiers, while those without spirits are regarded as tokens of yin and yang. All people will hold such a thing, which is used to drive ghosts to where it should go.
It's just that if there is something in the abyss that even the cultivators in the fusion stage can't deal with, it's probably a spiritual artifact. If the spiritual artifact is lost, the underworld will not be unaware.
The words he said before the popularity disappeared have been circling in Xie Xuanyang's mind. When the group settled in Linzhen Inn, he was absent-minded and kept thinking. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and remembered the price that the two soul-enchanting messengers offered to him when he rescued Mo Lingyan's soul - the Vientiane Box.
Could it be that the Cen family monster is the Vientiane Box
He has never heard that the Vientiane Box has a spirit, but it has existed for thousands of years, and it is not impossible to derive an artifact spirit. But the ability of the Vientiane Box is only to temporarily store the soul, how can it be broken and swallowed up with the soul containing spiritual energy
Only an abyss thing that is transformed into a shape and has almost exhausted spiritual power will have the desire and desire to devour the soul containing spiritual energy, but he has heard that the Vientiane Box has been banned by its creator after it was created, and it cannot be transformed into it autonomously. humanoid. How can the intangible Vientiane Box devour the soul
Xie Xuanyang was puzzled and frowned.
"What's wrong?" asked Qing Xiao, who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed.
After the popular band of magic cultivators disappeared, the group moved to Linzhen to settle down temporarily. As for Mo Lingyan, Bai Qishan's storage bag was lost when he was caught by Cen's family. When Qingxiao noticed that Mo Lingyan had an accident, he rushed over to the ground and did not bring any mortal belongings with him. Thanks to the small amount of money in Xuanyang's storage bag, the four of them could only get two rooms in the inn.
Mo Lingyan was injured by protecting Bai Qishan, and Bai Qishan naturally lived with him to take care of him, and Xie Xuanyang also lived with Qingxiao. After Qing Xiao returned to the room with him, he sat down with all his heart upside down. He closed his eyes, but he knew every move of the people in the room.
"I'm thinking about the Cen family monster." Xie Xuanyang and Qing Xiao brought the matter of the Vientiane Box together and sighed, "If it wasn't the Vientiane Box, what else could it be from the abyss? Hey, I can't figure it out."
Xie Xuanyang had a headache thinking about it, poured himself a glass of water and wanted to drink it to calm down.
"Don't drink." Qing Xiao said, "Everything has a lot of impurities."
"It's nothing, just drink less." Xie Xuanyang replied, holding up the cup to drink. But when he put it on the rim of the cup, what his lips touched was not the cool rim, but a warm finger.
"Huh?" Xie Xuanyang looked sideways, Qing Xiao was standing beside him, and that finger was his.
The water in the cup was originally cold water, and Xie Xuanyang could sense the cool air through the cup. But at this time, the body of the cup was slightly warm, and there were wisps of water vapor wafting out of the cup.
"Cold water is useless." Qing Xiao looked down at him, and from Xie Xuanyang's angle, he could see his slightly curled eyelashes. Qing Xiao's eyelashes were very long and dense, covering his clear eyes, Xie Xuanyang couldn't think of any other words to describe it other than beautiful.
His eyes are like quiet deep pools, bottomless, as if they can suck those who are watching.
Qing Xiao let go of his hand, walked back to where he was sitting quietly, and sat down again, "Drink."
"Well..." Xie Xuanyang reacted, his face was a little hot. He was stunned when he saw Qing Xiao. He drank the water in his hand. It was obviously warm and warm, but when it rolled into his throat, he felt a little hot.
"You said that the Vientiane Box cannot be transformed by itself." Qing Xiao didn't realize what he had done that made Xie Xuanyang's heart difficult to calm down, and continued to talk about what Xie Xuanyang said just now. He asked, "If it is requested by the outside world, can it be?"
"Naturally not—" Xie Xuanyang paused.
One of the abilities of the Vientiane Box is to respond to all wishes. If someone makes a wish for it to transform into a human form, it is indeed very likely to transform into a human form. However, the Vientiane Box requires too much spiritual power to transform into a shape, and if other wishes need to be fulfilled at the same time, even an artifact-level Vientiane Box will easily have insufficient spiritual power.
Perhaps add the spiritual power consumed by the Vientiane Box itself to resist the attraction from the underworld. If the thing with the imprint of the abyss escapes without authorization, the abyss will continuously emit gravity to recall it. The magnitude of this force increases according to time, and the longer it escapes, the greater the force.
To the extent that the underworld sent ghosts to look for it, this Vientiane Box must have been lost for a long time and has not been returned. If this is the case, it is reasonable that the spiritual energy of the Vientiane Box is exhausted to the point where it is urgent to swallow the soul containing spiritual energy.
"So it is." Xie Xuanyang immediately figured it out, "But if this is the case, then we can't wait any longer." He put down the cup and stood up with a "swoosh", "To the point of directly attacking the cultivator, the situation of this Vientiane Box It's already very bad. If it drags on further, it's very likely to slaughter the city."
Saying that, Xie Xuanyang hurriedly walked out. He must find where the Vientiane Box is as soon as possible, lest it commit more things and destroy the original life and death line of mortals.
"I'll go with you." Qing Xiao pinched a few tricks, set up a guardian in the room of Mo Lingyan and Bai Qishan, and followed in the footsteps of Xie Xuanyang.
It was midnight at this time, and I don't know why it was the heaviest yin qi every day or what. Xie Xuanyang could clearly feel the flow of yin qi. The Kuang and spoon around his waist were also buzzing, making a dull low sound. Ming. The characters on the surface of Kuang and the spoon have golden light flowing, which is very conspicuous in the dark night.
If you listen carefully, there seems to be an ethereal sound in the air. Xie Xuanyang looked around, looking left and right but couldn't tell where the sound came from. He knew that the sound was wrong, and with the ups and downs of the sound, the light emerging from his Kuang and Spoon changed accordingly.
Kuang and Key will not do this easily, unless something extremely yin is about to break out of the vagina. If something extremely yin were born, it would definitely lead to chaos in the world, wanton epidemics, natural disasters, and countless casualties.
Such a disaster happened once a thousand years ago. At that time, the members of Xie Xuanyang's family were running around because of this, and their affairs were extremely busy.
Someone wants to repeat the disaster of a thousand years ago! Xie Xuanyang broke out in a cold sweat.
"There." Qing Xiao grabbed Xie Xuanyang's waist and attacked in one direction. Compared with Xie Xuanyang, he was much more proficient in shrinking the ground and reaching his destination in an instant.
This is a mess of graves. The surroundings were covered with fog, and the cyan phosphorous fire floated in the air, and the phosphorescence reflected the fog to show a large area of cyan, which was very strange.
Xie Xuanyang took a step forward and suddenly kicked a hard object under his feet. The thing was kicked and rolled over and over for a while before it stopped. Xie Xuanyang looked down and saw that it was a human skull!
Looking around, there are scattered human bones piled up into mountains, and some bones have traces of being bitten by wild animals.
Xie Xuanyang felt weird. He remembered that there were no such large burial mounds in this area of Beichen, and there had not been a large number of deaths in recent years. How could there be so many human bones here? Look at this number, I am afraid that there are more than one city's people.
"Illusory array?" Xie Xuanyang doubted, he turned to ask Qing Xiao beside him, "What do you think?"
"I don't know." Qing Xiao is not good at fighting, but only knows some of the most basic things. "No matter what, it's broken." After speaking, Qing Xiao's sword was unsheathed, and it was slashing.
His sword is domineering, destroying everything in his path. Only listening to the deafening roar, a terrifying giant sword mark appeared in front of them. Qing Xiao's sword not only split the fog, but also split the thick clouds in the night sky, revealing the clear moonlight.
The moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and it also revealed the group of people who were originally hidden behind the mist. Looking closely, it was actually a group of skeletons wearing fancy clothes. Some of them held white spirit flags, and some held sacrificial knives. There were many people lying at their feet, and those people had just died. Their blood was on the sacrificial knife, and it slid along the intricate hollowed-out pattern of the sacrificial knife and fell to the ground. More blood came from their bodies. spread down.
Those people are all Jianghu people from Beichen. Xie Xuanyang had seen them at the banquet in Deyi Villa, and several of them were familiar faces to him. They had sat at the same table and ate wine.
The Cen family took them down.
Xie Xuanyang's eyes swept over the group of Huayi skeletons, no, or the Cen family. Some of their faces still had some flesh left, apparently the faces of the Cen family. They rotted even more than when they fought before, Xie Xuanyang didn't know why they became so fast.
His eyes were fixed on the only intact child in the Cen family skeleton. He knew this child, the Cen family Xiaoqi he took care of. His body was too complete, standing out among the crowd of skeletons and bloodied dead. He was wearing a brocade robe with a pattern of golden sycamore leaves and a cute towel wrapped around his head. No matter who looked at him, he would feel that he was a non-threatening child.
But in such an environment, he looked thousands of times weirder than anyone or anything. Cen Xiaoqi sat on the bone mountain behind the Cen family skeleton, holding a human head in his arms, his feet dangling back and forth. There was a bright smile on his face, and he looked at the dead people on the ground and made giggling sounds from time to time.
Seeing the person coming, the Cen family skeleton suddenly stopped the movement of his hands, twisted their neck bones in unison, and turned the eye sockets that exposed the eyeballs. Xie Xuanyang seemed to be able to mention the rubbing sound of "jay" when their neck bones turned.
There was shock in their eyes. If the flesh on their faces was still there, if they could still control their facial expressions, the faces of the Cen family members would be full of fear—
They saw the terrible sword marks caused by Qing Xiao.
The Cen family did not know that there are people in this world who can cause such sword marks. Although they are corpses, they have never seen a cultivator for thousands of years, and they do not know what a sword cultivator is. They thought that Xie Xuanyang's sword alone was terrifying enough, but they didn't realize that there was another Qingxiao.
"Legacy?" Qing Xiao saw Cen Xiaoqi's face clearly, and thought that the legacy had also come here from Tianxianzong. But this feeling is only for a moment, and at the next glance, Qing Xiao has determined that this person will never be a legacy. Although they have the same face, they feel very different.
After a thousand years of cultivating Taoism, many customs of Taoism have long been incorporated into his behavior. Even though he has always been a child's body, there is still a little child's innocence in his character, but others will never ignore the mysterious meaning of his body and regard him as an ordinary child.
But this child from the Cen family looked like an ordinary child at first glance. If he saw him in a normal place, he would think he was joking if he heard him laughing.
"His appearance is very similar to Uncle Legacy Young Master?" Xie Xuanyang asked.
Xie Xuanyang lived in the outer door and rarely communicated with the people in the inner door. He only met the uncle of the legacy when he entered the sect, and he was not very familiar with him. But Qingxiao is different. Yifeng and Qingxiao are brothers and sisters. Although they have different ways of cultivation, they have been together for thousands of years and are very familiar with each other.
"Yeah." Qing Xiao nodded.
"Exactly the same?" Xie Xuanyang asked again.
"Exactly the same." Qing Xiao said.
Xie Xuanyang heard the words clearly. He held the sword in his backhand and unsheathed the sword, "Vientiane Box, I found you."
There can be no identical people in this world, and if there are, then one of them is definitely not a human being.