The chaotic sea path is chaotic, and the escape method is mostly moved according to the rules of seeking the way, so it is not a saint realm, and it is not possible to perform the escape method in the chaotic sea, but can only be forced by oneself and shuttle through it.

Yang Jian got Mosuo, and his effect at this time was completely comparable to an innate treasure.

After leaving the Xuandu City, open the Heaven Seeking Record, and the somewhat broken scroll burned out on its own, turning into a colorless breath wrapped around the fingertips of Yang Jian's right thumb, pointing out the direction for Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's heart appeared in Xuandu's appearance, recalling Xuandu's own breath and rhyme, and his fingertips soon trembled slightly.

Drilling into the Mosuo, Yang Jian exhaled softly, and complicated thoughts kept popping up in his heart.

As far as this matter is concerned, the best result is that Master Xuandu really doesn't know about this evil law, how could Senior Brother Daomen calculate Yang Jian and do such a harmful thing to the desolation?

Can......

If Yunxiao hadn't accidentally noticed such a problem, he would have really waited for a strong enemy to attack, and he would have pulled the boundless Spirit Clan army back to the Flood Wilderness, but he was directly rebelled against the sigil by someone with a heart, causing the masters of the Spirit Clan to fall into an uncontrollable and crazy slaughtering situation......

I am afraid that the destruction of the flood will only happen overnight, and it will be destroyed in the palm of Yang Jian's hand with his own hands!

Even, without the help of those strong enemies, the flood was destroyed in a positive and reversible secret magic sigil......

As soon as he thought of such a scene, Yang Jian's heart trembled slightly.

In this matter, he was calculated, and Honghuang was calculated, but I don't know whether Xuandu is a calculating person or a member of the calculating.

The only way Yang Jian could think of was to ask in person.

It is true that this is not very clever, but if Yang Jian can't ask, his heart will be uneasy.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it. ”

Yang Jian muttered, and unconsciously sat in the ink shuttle for a long time.

The thumb of his right hand trembled slightly, and Mo Suo sailed silently into the Sea of Chaos, breaking through the boundless aura of chaos in the next moment, and disappeared near the Black Spirit Kingdom.

The place where Xuandu hid and slept was quite remote, and Yang Jian had Mosuo available, and it took a day and a night to find the location.

This is also a rather strange place in the Chaos Sea, an immortal island is immersed in the glow of the sky, and the chaotic aura disperses itself here to form all kinds of vitality, and the originally chaotic Dao will become 'stable' and smooth here.

Yang Jian took a few more looks, and found that this immortal island seemed to have formed some kind of formation itself, if it was expected, it should be the remnants of heaven and earth from the previous era.

There is a small castle on the island, and there are many villages near the castle, where tens of thousands of Chaos Spirit Clans live. Among them, the highest cultivation of the spirit clan is only equivalent to the peak of the Yuan Shen Dao, and it is not outstanding.

Xuandu stayed here.

Yang Jian got out of Mosuo, flew towards the clouds on the edge of the island, and soon found the master who was sleeping in a cloud of mist.

Seeing Xuandu, Yang Jian's heart was full of hesitation and thousands of complicated things, and gradually faded away......

How could such a character who wanted nothing but sleep be able to frame the flood famine? How could he calculate himself?

But no matter what, Yang Jian had to ask, and he had to ask.

took two steps forward, separated a wisp of Xuangang, and gently poked the soft bubbles around Xuandu's body. Hearing the snap, the bubble exploded directly, and the snoring of the Xuandu Archmage suddenly came out.

"Uncle, uncle?"

"Huh?" Xuan Du complained dissatisfiedly, waved his hand, turned around, and continued to sleep.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, a name suddenly popped up in his heart, and he said, "Xiankong is all killed, uncle, are you still sleeping?"

Xuandu opened his eyes suddenly, the confusion and confusion in his eyes retreated in a blink of an eye, and he was lying in the air, but a pair of eyes were already staring at Yang Jian.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian slowly closed his eyes, and then sighed softly.

The master really hid a lot of things.

"Uncle Shi, there is nothing to do in the wilderness, and there is no movement in the Netherworld Stream, just now I saw that Uncle Shi was sleeping too soundly, and I deliberately scared Uncle Shi. ”

Xuandu breathed a long sigh of relief, and then collapsed there and scolded with a smile: "You guy, it's not good to guard in Xuandu City, come here and disturb my cultivation!"

But in an instant, Xuandu's smile was fixed on his face, and his face became extremely solemn.

Yang Jian smiled bitterly and looked at Xuandu.

The two spoke almost in unison......

Xuandu said: "Where did you hear this name?"

What Yang Jian asked was: "How does Uncle Shi know this name?"

Then there was silence again, Yang Jian and Xuandu were separated by a distance of more than a zhang, and they were facing each other in this cloudy sky.

After a while, Yang Jian spoke: "This name is that I strayed into a hundred mountains when I chased and killed Kunpeng, which should be the remains of heaven and earth left by the Taiji Realm, each mountain is incomparably magnificent, and countless living beings are buried in it. I searched it for a long time, only to learn that it was the strongest man named Xiankong who squeezed the original earth and turned it into the appearance of a hundred mountains. ”

The Xuandu Grand Master snorted and praised Yang Jian with a thumbs up: "Can you find out this?" ”

"Then, how did the master know this name?"

"Didn't you just hear you say that?"

"Yes," Yang Jian lowered his eyebrows and sighed softly, without asking more.

He took out the low table and futon from the Xuandu belt, and made a gesture of invitation to Master Xuandu, "Uncle Shi, let's drink and chat." ”

The Grand Master of Xuandu was suddenly a little confused, and said with a smile: "How do you look at you like this, Uncle Shi, I am a little weak-hearted?"

Turning over, Xuandu stretched his waist and sat on the futon opposite Yang Jian.

Yang Jian took a seat, took two pots of immortal wine, two wine bottles, and filled them for Xuandu.

It seemed to be a casual inquiry, and it was also like a homely conversation, Yang Jian muttered: "Uncle Shi's great dream magic skill, you can travel through the ages in a dream, the time in the dream, and the time when Uncle Shi is really asleep, is it ordinary?"

"In the dream, the years are fast and slow, and the most ethereal is uncertain," Xuandu frowned, "What are you asking on the side? ”

"Uncle Shi has been to the Taishi Realm in a dream?"

Xuandu said: "I remember telling you that Taishi has been there a few times, but my memory is a little vague, and I can't remember too much." ”

"Has that uncle ever been to the era before the beginning of the Taishi, and has he ever heard the name of Xiankong in a dream?"

"Before the beginning...... I think I've been there," Xuandu pinched his fingers and calculated, "but I didn't remember the slightest bit about the dream before the beginning. This name of Envy is indeed only vaguely heard in a dream, and in my impression, it is a tricky strong enemy, one of the strongest ones, but the details are unknown. ”

Unknown......

"Uncle Shi really can't remember?"

"What the hell is going on," Xuan Du put the wine bottle down, "Yang Jian, what are you doing here?"

Putting down the wine bottle, Yang Jian and Xuan Du looked at each other, their eyes were a little clearer and less confused than when he first arrived here.

Yang Jian said: "The method of controlling the spirit core given to me by my master has a hidden mystery, if the rune is reversed, it can make the spirit clan go berserk." Does the master know about this matter or not?"

Xuandu's face became more and more solemn, and the corners of his mouth outlined a little helpless bitter smile.

"That's what happened...... You found out about it, and no matter what I say, you won't believe me anymore. Otherwise, how could you just try to use the name of Envy Kong?"

Yang Jian said: "I believe it." ”

"Well, I do know about this, and I also took off the method of reversing the sigil," Xuandu said with a calm expression, "If you believed me, you would never come here to look for me, but I can say that I have no intention of being a disaster." ”

"Sanqing Master Ancestor has seen this evil method?"

Xuandu said: "I've seen it, but I haven't seen anything that the rune can be reversed." ”

Yang Jian smiled self-deprecatingly, "Saints also have times when they are clumsy. ”

"I'm a little curious," Xuan Du sighed, "how did you know about this? Originally, I wanted to rot it in my heart, and no one mentioned it. ”

Yang Jian did not answer.

"Since you know the hidden worries here, why doesn't Uncle Shi create another method on the basis of this method, and make that sigil irreversible?" Yang Jian asked with a bit of questioning, "According to Uncle Shi's ability, is it difficult to do this?"

Xuandu said: "It's not difficult, but I didn't think it was necessary at the time." ”

Yang Jian secretly clenched his fists, "If this method is calculated by those strong enemies, deliberately giving it away in the dream of the master, and when the heaven and earth are fighting, secretly making the spirit clan run wild, how can the flood exist?

"But that's the way it is," Xuandu picked up the wine bottle and drank the liquid from the bottle, his eyes flashing with a little light.

Yang Jian slowly calmed his breathing.

Xuandu sighed: "When people in the world look at things, everything they see is what they want to see, so they can enjoy themselves." Only a stupid person like you has to get to the bottom of something that has no answer. Go back, I have never seen you today, and I am worthy of this matter. ”

Yang Jian said: "Please also ask the master and me to go to the Sanqing master and explain this matter clearly." ”

"When my sleepiness is gone, I will go to Xuandu City to find you, and then we will go to the teacher and talk about it together." Xuandu waved his hand, turned around and walked back to the place where he had originally floated, his body slowly lying sideways, and his back to Yang Jian was turned sideways.

Yang Jian sat there for a while, drank all the wine in the bottle, and got up to make a gesture to the Xuandu Grand Master.

"As a junior, it is really inappropriate to be suspicious of the seniors in the door for no reason, no matter what the matter is, it is I who offended my master and uncle first, and I should make amends. ”

Xuandu slowly closed his eyes and did not answer.

"I will try my best to remedy this matter, if the master should really think of the sentient beings in the flood wilderness, please return to the flood wilderness as soon as possible to find a few masters and ancestors to inform the original of this matter, and the master and nephew will retire. ”

Yang Jian arched his hand and turned around and walked towards the Chaos Sea.

Xuandu turned his back to Yang Jian, and the helplessness that flashed on his face, Yang Jian didn't see it.

Yang Jian had just walked ten feet, and suddenly heard the sound of stretching his waist behind him, and a few whispers accompanied by a yawn......

"If you don't wake up from a big dream, where to find the past. The virtual and the real are mixed, and the spirit rhino needs a finger. ”

Yang Jian paused, didn't look back, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, can you give me a promise that will make my heart peaceful." ”

"Maybe in my dream, I have experienced countless lives that are not Xuandu, and I may have done things that are not my own heart, but at this time, here, I am a disciple of Taiqing, the first disciple of Taoism, and a living creature in the wilderness. ”

"That's the answer?"

"Whatever you want," Xuan Du chuckled and sighed, "at this time I am dreaming or waking up, and how can I tell the difference?"

Yang Jian stood for a moment, didn't say anything more, and gradually walked away, his figure covered by the chaotic aura.

After another moment, Mosuo broke through the layers of concealment and returned to the Black Spirit Country.

Yang Jian pillowed his hands behind his head, and also lay on the futon of Mosuo, quietly distracted.

"That's it. ”

Let's think about the remedy first, adjust the structure of the Black Spirit Country, and discuss how to use the power of the Chaos Spirit Clan to protect the desolation.

And the stone monkey......

Things are really one thing after another, and I can't live in peace if I want to retreat next.

Big dreams don't want to wake up......

Dream......

If someone can become holy in their dreams, then it is really a big joke in the world.