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"Don't come here!" Yang Jian's face was quite ferocious in the green fire, "Don't come near me..."

"What the hell are you? Why are you so evil?" Lu Hua stared intently at the spine on Yang Jian's back. She had heard from the elders who forged magic weapons that there was a kind of sorcery that could heal the bones of immortals and make them Magical weapon, but this not only requires extremely high talent for refining, but also is extremely risky.

Generally, no one knows the place where the great powers of the immortals fell. Except for the noble sects of the immortal sect who are buried in their own clans, those casual cultivators who have nothing to do will set up a lot of traps in the place where the bones are buried, so that those who come have nowhere to go. back.

Therefore, it is against common sense to pry people's graves and dig up the bones, let alone use the bones to refine weapons. The elders of the weapon refiners have said that there are indeed one or two wizards in this world who have made several magic weapons, but most of the owners of these magic weapons have been killed. The magic weapon backfired and died.

After all, the bones that were burned and refined day and night accumulated resentment over time, and once the resentment reached a certain level, it would backfire against the weapon owner.

Could it be that Yang Jian got this "baby" from where it was backfired?

"Are you being backlashed?" Luhua's expression was uncertain, the Nine Heavens was full of dangers, Yang Jian was with him to some extent, but now he was tortured like this by this bone that he didn't know where to get?

Yang Jian didn't answer, he used his true energy to suppress that spine.

"I think your bone is very evil, you'd better throw it away as soon as possible. In this world, there are not many people who take the bones of dead immortals to refine weapons, and there are not many good ends..."

"Gee... I haven't finished my sentence yet!" Luhua quickly opened and closed his mouth and said to Yang Jian.

Until the latter couldn't bear it anymore, he forcibly suppressed the backlash on his body and left.

"Wait for me..."

When Yang Jian and Luhua survived the thunder disaster, what came into view was darkness.

"How can it be so dark? There's not even a trace of light?" Luhua was quite amazed, and took out a huge night pearl from her arms.

Yinghe's light immediately illuminated the surroundings quite clearly.

"My mother..." Lu Hua glanced at the scene around her and gasped.

The white bones, human heads, and animal fangs all over the ground are in a mess, piled up into hills, and spread eeriely on both sides of the road.

Yang Jian didn't have any expression of surprise, but felt that his body was even more uncomfortable after the thunder disaster. The bones in his back seemed to be restless when he stepped into the darkness.

"puff…………"

Yang Jian finally couldn't hold back and knelt on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood. Suddenly, a raging green flame burst out from his back, and the bone quickly detached from his body. The moment the bone came out of Yang Jian's body, the surrounding world that was still dark suddenly changed , a beam of light appeared in front of Yang Jian.

"Follow...it!" Yang Jian didn't have time to slow down, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted at Luhua, then quickly followed the bone that didn't know where he was going.

"What the hell?" Luhua was taken aback by the bones, and followed Yang Jian reflexively after hearing Yang Jian's words.

When Luhua heard that there was a hole in Jiuchongtian, he was very moved. Day and night, he imagined what kind of place the ancestor who killed thousands of demons with his own strength would live.

Whether his palace is more luxurious and dignified than that of the Heavenly Emperor, or is it an astonishing fairyland on earth, no matter what, it is more powerful than those sent by the nobles of the immortal sect.

Luhua thought about many scenes, but never thought that what she saw was just... a dilapidated small courtyard.

She didn't use the wrong adjective, it was indeed dilapidated, just like the country houses that Luhua saw when she went down to earth, surrounded by a low fence, but three or four houses formed a small courtyard.

Yang Jian and Lu Hua looked at each other, Yang Jian stepped forward and pushed open the courtyard door.

When you lift your foot in, you can see a vine with bunches of big and plump purple grapes on it, which must be very sweet.

Thinking this way, Lu Hua involuntarily picked a peeled one and put it in his mouth.

Really, very sweet.

Yang Jian subconsciously wanted to stop her, but when she saw that Lu Hua had already put it in her mouth, she put it down quietly.

"Is this courtyard where the ancestor lived? It seems that the ancestor cherishes this place... Otherwise, he would not use spiritual power to preserve this place. Even if he is gone, there is no dust here."

"But does the ancestor like to eat grapes? These vines are also warmed with spiritual power." Lu Hua simply picked a bunch and put them in his mouth, one bite at a time, and he didn't want to pass a few to Yang Jian while eating.

The latter glanced at him and shook his head in refusal.

"Chi..." Luhua knew that Yang Jian was suspicious, and thought there would be something wrong with the grapes.But in Luhua's heart, the ancestor is not such a villain.

The real strong disdain to play petty tricks.

Yang Jian clutched his chest and slowed down. It was a bit tough for him to suppress the bones just now, and he could push open the door of the main house by walking a few more steps.

Luhua was a little impatient seeing Yang Jian lingering in front of the door. They hadn't seen the ancestor for so long after they entered Jiuchongtianwai. She also wanted to see if the ancestor was in this room and whether he was struck to death by lightning as rumored.

Thinking of this, Luhua raised her hand and pushed open the door of the main room.

"move back!"

Seeing the blue light bursting out of the room, Yang Jian hurriedly yelled at Luhua.

It's a pity that the blue light came so violently that Luhua couldn't dodge it for a while, and Yang Jian was also swallowed by the blue light when he hesitated to hold Luhua.

After a long time, a man's violent shouting sounded out of the silence.

"Don't you know there is a magic circle in the room!"

Luhua: "........."

She really didn't see it!She swore she never meant to open that door.

"Um... sorry... I..."

Yang Jianwu interrupted Luhua with his hand, and motioned her to stop talking and look forward with a glance.

While they were arguing, the scene around them had changed at some point.It seems to be in the mountains, surrounded by trees, and there seems to be a clear stream underneath.

"Where is this?" Luhua lowered her voice and looked at Yang Jian, "Could this be within the magic circle?"

Yang Jian thought about the scene in front of him. It seemed a little wrong to say that this was a killing formation. Looking at the harmonious scene of green mountains and green waters, it was quite like an illusion.

"What do you think is that?" Luhua glanced sharply at the side of the clear stream, and it seemed that there was a bloody man lying there. Just as he was about to go and have a look, he saw a boy in white clothes standing by the stream with a big straw on his back, looking at that blood man.

"Hey, the little boy over there!" Lu Hua shouted at the white figure from the air.

The boy in white didn't respond.

Luhua: "...Hey! The one standing by the stream, my aunt, do you hear me calling you?"

The boy remained unresponsive.

Angrily, Lu Hua wanted to go down the mountain to look for him, but Yang Jian stopped him: "Don't go, he can't hear you!"

"What do you mean?"

"This is just a memory, and that boy is just a phantom!" After speaking, Yang Jian touched the trees beside him. As he said, the thick trunk passed through his hand like a phantom.

"Then this is the ancestor's memory?"

Yang Jian pondered: "I don't know...maybe maybe it's not...but whether we can get out of this magic circle might depend on this memory."

Luhua's eyes flashed: "Then is this memory important to the ancestor? Could it be that he has hidden some magic weapon in it?"

Yang Jian shook his head with a faint smile: "I don't know about that..."

"... Chi... Hypocrisy!"

Qiran looked at the bloody man lying by the stream indifferently, with a familiar expression.This back mountain is a bit strange. The beast on the mountain is not only ferocious and murderous, but also extremely cunning. Dozens of experienced hunters failed to catch him. Instead, several people were secretly injured by the beast. Over time, this beast was captured by the surrounding villagers. Inherited the monster that eats people, and some people said that they have seen it with their own eyes, with a blue face and fangs, and a bloody mouth, which can bite off people's necks in one bite.

As soon as this rumor spread, some brave and good deeds wanted to come to the back mountain to explore and explore, but none of them came back alive or intact. The fade out of the bird comes to the person.

So Qiran has long been familiar with these dead or injured people lying by the stream, but they are all asked for by themselves.

Qiran has lived near the back mountain since he was a child, and has never seen any beasts, but it is true that the people who went up the mountain did not come back or returned with missing arms and legs, so they are dubious about the rumors in the village.

This man was covered in blood, his hair was messy, and he couldn't see his face clearly, nor could he move his legs. He was probably dead.

Qiran shook his head and walked past the man.

Just as he was about to leave, a bloody hand grabbed Qiran's ankle fiercely.

Urushi dye: "......"

Qiran turned his head to look at the blood man, but after seeing nothing clearly, he squatted down and brushed his hair away.

"Hey...it's so good-looking!" Qi Ran exclaimed, looking at that cold face, he stretched out his hand to sniff him.

"So it's still alive?"

Qiran looked at that face with her chin in her hands, and then sighed after a long while: "Forget it, I'll just do a good deed that day." As he spoke, he squeezed the blood man's chin with his hands, looking quite satisfied.

Luhua and Yang Jian only saw the back of the boy in white, and saw him crouching down and slowly picking up the bloody man and walking back.

"What should I do?" Lu Hua raised her eyebrows and looked at Yang Jian.

"Follow!"

And just when Yang Jian and Lu Hua fell into the magic circle, a burst of blue light suddenly erupted in the small courtyard, and then the bone that flew out of Yang Jian's body flew out of the nine heavens.

Jiuzhao looked boredly at Xi Yu who had soaked in the medicinal spring for many days, if he hadn't really seen the wounds on Xi Yu's body recovering gradually, he would almost have thought that Xi Yu's skin would be soaked off.

Although Yandi and Kun'er, the nephews, have come to deliver medicine these few days, they all look at him with weird eyes, a weirdness that he can't describe.

Jiuzhao wondered if he could see that he planned to go to the alchemy room in Penglai?

Just when Jiuzhao squatted beside the stone beside Yaoquan in a daze.

A ray of blue light quietly entered into Xi Yu's body, and where Jiu Zhao couldn't see, the spine of Xi Yu's back was glowing faintly.