【Xie Chen】Live like this

"The eyes of the illusion circle are usually hidden in a secret and stable place. The illusion in the tomb is full of sand and stones. Only the center of the hurricane is the safest and most inaccessible. Most of the eyes are placed there."

The three sat in a circle, Shen Ye made an analysis in an orderly manner, and Xie Yi nodded frequently in a serious manner.

Sitting opposite the two, Twelve silently lowered his eyes, trying to ignore the blush on Shen Ye's face that hadn't subsided, and the greasy smile on Xie Yi's lips that looked like he didn't want money.

See no evil... He didn't want to watch it, but he couldn't hide from the ubiquitous loving atmosphere, how could he ignore it.

No wonder when Pojun Priest was still in Liuyue City, Master Tong would send Yanjia to every routine morning meeting even if he had nothing to do. Now Twelve finally understands the reason deeply.

He was wandering in the sky, when he suddenly heard Shen Ye's order: "Twelve is outside to meet him, Xie Yi and I will go break the formation.

He subconsciously nodded and said yes, after waking up, he realized something was wrong, raised his head in surprise, fidgeted and moved his body, and said in a low voice, "But...but..."

Xie Yi saw the unknowing panic in Twelve Eyes, and knew that he had misunderstood, so he hurriedly interjected and added: "The illusion won't hurt anyone, it's enough for two people to go in, and we have to break through the wind, sand and flying rocks to get there. The center of the hurricane also consumes a lot of energy, leaving only one person to recharge their batteries will have enough combat power to deal with the spirits in the tomb."

Twelve looked at Xie Yi intently, listened to the analysis, and slowly relaxed the hands clasped on his knees, his expression was no longer tense. Xie Yi smiled gently, and raised his finger to signal Twelve to look at the weathered people standing around the tomb door. Yan, said with a smile: "The most important thing is, if we are thrown out of the illusion again, I will trouble you to help us in time with wood-type spells. I have already experienced the impact just now, but fortunately we fell into the sand. The stone must be either dead or wounded."

Twelve sat upright with his back straight, with a smile on his face and bright eyes, he said: "I understand, I will definitely fulfill my mission."

The plan was made, Xie Yi and Shen Ye walked towards the tomb door side by side, and a few steps away from the secluded tomb passage, they heard a strange sound coming from the depths of the darkness, gradually moving forward, from faint and dull to clearly audible, as if It's the sound of birds flapping their wings.

Could it be that when the illusion was triggered, the ghosts in the tomb were drawn out?The two looked at each other, saw the same question in each other's eyes, and stopped in unison, Shen Ye threw off the chain sword, Xie Yihengdao was in front of him, looking at the tomb door and waiting.

A fuzzy black shadow quickly rushed out of the tomb passage, its size was unexpectedly small, almost at the same moment, Shen Ye turned his wrist sharply, the long chain circled and trembled like a living thing, and the tip of the chain connected to the tip of the sword rose in the air. In mid-air, a silver light flashed and swept towards the black shadow, but suddenly his wrist sank, Xie Yi held him down from the side, the long chain lost its strength, and fell softly on the sandy ground.

"A Ye, don't rush to do it." Xie Yi turned his face to the side, and smiled at Shen Ye with a relaxed expression: "Look carefully, it's not a spirit."

Shen Ye looked suspiciously, the thing landed at the entrance of the tomb, folded its wings, and "looked" over with its head tilted, its two small black bean-like eyes blinked vividly - it turned out to be a scorpion bird.

After the Yanjia bird landed, it raised its slender legs and paced back and forth with vigor, then jumped with its legs together, and turned to Xie and Shen. The bird's beak opened and closed, but it was old and hoarse, but it was still full of joy. The idiosyncratic voice came out, and said earnestly: "I said, it's still too late for you to turn around now."

Both of them froze.

The Yanjia bird raised its head and chest, raised one wing and pointed it straight at them. With an impeccable elder attitude, it was particularly saddened to teach: "Great young man, if you do something wrong, you have to engage in the sinful business of robbing tombs. Stop it! Let me tell you, there is nothing in this tomb except organs. I seemed to be rich when I was young, but I used it to make Yanjia, and I didn’t bring a single copper plate into the coffin. Dig one without oil and water. Dangerous tomb, what are you planning?..."

After counting and counting for about a quarter of an hour, the Yanjia bird retracted its wings, shook its head and sighed, and made a concluding statement: "So, young people, for the sake of your life, let's go home. Hurry up! Disturb the old man's rest, No good fruit for you!"

Xie Yi only felt that the black lines all over his head were pressing down on his forehead, and he was reprimanded by his former apprentice as a tomb robber. The feeling was strange and complicated, and it was hard to describe it in words.

After all, Shen Ye was two generations higher than Le Wuyi, and he didn't know how he felt when he was reprimanded by his disciple... Xie Yi glanced at Shen Ye half curiously and half guilty.

Ever since the bird started talking, Shen Ye has been silent, the muscles on the side of his face tense, as if he was clenching his teeth, but his face was unexpectedly calm. When he received Xie Yi's searching gaze, he turned the hilt of his sword upside down and finally shut up. Yanjianiao asked flatly, "Has it finished?"

The corner of Xie Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and he said uncertainly, "Probably...?"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Ye turned his palm over, swung the chain sword around the Yanjia bird, grasped the hilt of the sword with five fingers and pulled it back, even the body of the bird made of gold clay and iron pear wood split into several pieces and fell to the ground. The claws waved and twitched a few times before froze upright.

Death is extremely realistic.

Xie Yi's eyelids twitched violently, and he raised his hand to press his forehead, feeling that the black thread turned into a solid body and pierced in.

Shen Ye put away the chain sword neatly, turned his back, and sneered coldly: "I once said that I really want to see Le Wuyi ten years later, but I don't want him to live to be 90 years old and still not make any progress, and still be so noisy It's loud and disrespectful, and it's boring."

Xie Yi didn't make a sound, he clearly understood that Shen Ye was very annoyed by the patience.

After paying sarcasm to his apprentice and grandson, Shen Ye was still not relieved, and mercilessly pulled Xie Yi to lay his gun: "As expected of you, Xie Yi's apprentice!"

Throwing the knife sharply, seeing Xie Yi's mouth stiffly pulled out a sneer, as if he had been stabbed precisely, Shen Ye finally calmed down, snorted coldly, and walked into the tomb without looking back.

Xie Yi suffered innocently, subconsciously looked down at his aching knee, and silently swallowed the defense of his disciple, "It's no different from your grandson and he can't predict that we will come", Xie Yi followed closely behind Shen Walked in after the night.

They fell into the illusion of flying sand and rocks again.

With the previous experience, the coping went much smoother. Xie Yi's skills are not perfect, but during the hundred years of carrying out the assassination mission as Chu Qi, his sword skills and body skills have been honed to perfection. Dodging back and forth, moving and jumping vertically, vigorous and brisk like a falcon.

Compared with him, Shen Ye is quite restricted. He possesses divine blood, is good at controlling clear energy, and his spells are unrivaled in the world, but they are rarely used in this illusion. His five-element magic is lethal Strong, wide coverage, when encountering dense flying rocks, usually a spell can be used to crush the rocks into powder, effectively resolving the crisis, but the large-scale space is swept away, and they can't even find a place to stay However, it is getting farther and farther away from the center of the hurricane.

Shen Ye had no choice but to use Xie Yi as the guide, relying on the chain sword to follow his path and gradually move up, gradually approaching the formation's eye.

Shunhua's helmets can block gravel and fine sand, but they can't even block the wind. The higher they go, the stronger the wind is. Although there are fewer boulders in the hurricane, the density of sand and gravel continues to increase, and the forward movement becomes more and more difficult. It was difficult for them to move forward, and when they approached the center of the hurricane, the strong wind and sand and dust almost formed a non-stop rotating and unbreakable barrier.

The wind was so strong that it was unbearable to stand on. The two of them did not need to talk, they just exchanged a glance to be able to divide the work tacitly. Xie Yi stuck the Tang knife into the rock where he was standing, and put one hand on Shen Ye's back, supporting the two of them. Standing still, Shen Ye closed his eyes and recited the incantation silently. The chain sword in his hand was spinning, and the black energy was spinning out from the long chain. For a moment, it was as thick as a thick fog, and a vortex was rolled up with Shen Ye as the center. He suddenly opened his eyes, The black mist exploded in all directions with piercing screams, and sharply tore open an irregular gap in the barrier blocking the way in front of it. A gentle pale white aura emerged from the gap, like a soft light at the end of a long night. Moonlight.

This technique is extremely powerful and consumes a lot of energy. It was the first time Shen Ye used it after recovering his memory. The sudden loss of a large amount of spiritual power made him feel dizzy. Staggering back, even though Xie Yi pulled him by the waist, seeing that the gap that had just been opened was quickly closing, he immediately pulled out the Tang knife, hugged Shen Ye and jumped into the shrinking white light.

There are clearly two worlds inside and outside the hurricane. It is completely different from the environment of the previous strong wind and sandstorm. The wind inside is calm and the sand seems to be stagnant. As soon as they jumped into the gap, they began to fall from a height of tens of meters. It was empty, without a foothold, Xie Yi held Shen Ye tightly with his arms, and with all his strength, he stabbed the Tang Dao into the wind and sand barrier in front of him. Shen Ye's body between him and the crook of his arm suddenly fell, and Tang Dao was driven down by the huge falling force, making a sharp friction sound, and sparks splashed around the blade, cutting the wind screen with a hole visible to the naked eye.

The falling force was effectively relieved, and Shen Ye took advantage of this time to recover, recited the mantra, and summoned the wood spirit. Several flexible vines rose from the ground, and the branches swayed and spun in a rustling sound. The growth extended into the air, supported the two people and then slowly sank, bringing them safely to the ground.

Spread out at the foot is a hexagram-shaped magic circle, the eyes of which emit a dazzling radiance, continuously transporting spiritual power to every corner of the hexagram.

After landing, Xie Yi didn't care about the magic circle, but only carefully looked at Shen Ye's complexion. Seeing that his face was pale, and his temples were wet with cold sweat, he stretched out his hand to his forehead worriedly: "Aye, is it hard? Is it a spirit?" Wasting too much energy?"

Shen Ye turned his head to avoid it, secretly took a deep breath to adjust his breathing, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard the loud noise of the wind around him, he quickly raised his eyes and saw that the wind screen formed by the wind and sand was closing towards the place where they were standing, as if Thousands of hectares of rock walls squeezed inch by inch.

If a flesh and blood body is involved in a hurricane of this intensity, it will definitely be crushed.

Shen Ye immediately raised the chain sword, and the long chain slammed towards the eyes of the formation with a sharp sword light, but he didn't know what it hit, and made a sound of gold and stone, the sword light shattered, and the long chain was bounced into the air. But stood still.

A cold air rose from the spine and rushed straight to the forehead, Shen Ye still wanted to cast a spell, Xie Yi saw that the lower edge of the wind screen was close to Shen Ye's feet, and quickly pulled him back a few steps to avoid the eye of the formation, feeling anxious With too much force, Shen Ye was pulled by him so that the soles of his feet slipped and almost fell, but fortunately, his feet touched a raised hard object, and he managed to stand still.

He looked down, the thing was buried in the eye of the formation, and the sand covering the surface was kicked away a little, revealing a curved and smooth surface.

Xie Yi took a quick look, and there seemed to be lightning flashing through his mind, and the strong sense of familiarity captured him. He immediately squatted down, inserted his fingers into the fine sand, and grasped the thing, but he couldn't pick it up, as if there was something Fixing it firmly there, Xie Yi groped for some thin threads, grabbed a few of them and pulled them hard, the wheat-green blood vessels on his arm popped up, and suddenly pulled an oval object out of the sand, Dozens of metal leads connected to it were pulled out.

The hurricane had already encircled and suppressed to less than half a centimeter in front of him. The sound of the wind was roaring, and the eardrums were so painful that it burst into his ears.

The scene in front of them changed rapidly, and the desert and hurricane disappeared like water vapor evaporated by the sun. They were in the dark and narrow tomb passage, and only the utensils held by Xie Yi showed that everything they experienced just now was not a dream.

It was a small Yanjia that looked unsurprising, Xie Yi frowned and said nothing, lowered his head and looked over and over again.

Shen Ye saw him looking at the lead wires one by one thoughtfully, and was rarely aroused with a bit of curiosity, so he took the initiative to ask: "What is this?"

Xie Yi pursed his dry lips, tapped the group pattern engraved on the surface of the armor with his index finger, and replied briefly: "Although I still don't understand what these lead wires and spirit plugs are for, but this thing, It should be a part that was dismantled from a Yanjia, there are four similar pieces in total, if they can be assembled into a complete Yanjia, maybe it can tell us Zhaoming’s whereabouts.”