Buzz ~!

The light of light that seemed to be there and not existed appeared in his heart. Yang Yu was concentrating and closed his thoughts. He saw a fire ape jumping repeatedly in his heart.

Jump,

Violent,

Brutal,

Absurd!

This man in his mind moved and jumped in his thoughts.

This monkey with the Taoist fruit has not deliberately hidden himself, because in a sense, it has long disappeared, and it is really just a wisp of his distraction at this moment.

In the moment, Yang Yu had tens of thousands of distracting thoughts, and various incarnations became differentiated, and thoughts were like a sea of ​​thoughts.

There is no way to figure out if there is a drop of water in the sea.

But when this drop of water fluctuates in a different way, it naturally has no way to escape.

"Cry!"

As if he noticed that Yang Yu's intention was coming, the monkey suddenly sank into his heart, restrained all his breath, and wanted to hide again.

"Distracting thoughts, ape..."

Yu Yang watched silently without any fluctuations.

Through the breath of the ape of the mind, he seemed to have seen all the broken messages before and after his spirit became.

A monkey head born from the stone runs wildly among the mountains...

It is fun and calls on friends, strengthens all kinds of evil spirits, establishes itself as king, and laughs proudly in the mountains and forests...

It has a talent and is very talented. Everything he has learned is excellent, and everything is powerful. All the monsters who have practiced for thousands of years are not as good as it...

...

All kinds of broken messages are difficult to make a picture, but in the end, Yang Yu still saw a scene from it.

That is the deepest memory before and after this ape became a spirit, and it can even be said to be an obsession...

It was a blood-stained three-pointed two-edged knife!

Not willing to accept it!

Violent!

Resentful and hateful!

Just a glance, Yang Yu seemed to feel the powerful obsession that made this ape become a spirit.

"Jilei Mountain!"

"Jilei Mountain!"

The extremely strong will surged in Yang Yu's heart. He seemed to feel something and looked at the Gluttony Cauldron.

During this period, the "Three-pointed Two-edged Knife Recipe" from the sword spirit was bursting out.

"Refining!"

Yang Yu's heart moved and refines the recipe of the three-pointed two-edged knife again.

With a light sound, Yang Yu's will had already arrived. In the illusion scenes, he saw the old ape in cloth robe again.

“Huh?”

Between the valleys, the old monkey scratched his chin and looked at the sky with a little surprise:

"Wu'er, the true form of the divine weapon has been obtained for more than a thousand years. What's the point of doing again?"

Yang Yu did not answer, but looked at it deeply. This old ape was different from the many monkeys in the valley, and it looked more like a human.

"Tsk!"

The old ape leaped onto the treetops, looked around for a while, and suddenly sneered:

"Three-eyed boy, thousands of years have passed before he has noticed it? This alertness is too bad..."

Huh ~

A little turbulent waves arose, and Yang Yu came to this valley again.

"Come on, sit down."

The old ape was not surprised. He fell back to the tree at will, took out a gourd monkey wine from his sleeve:

"I've come here, I'm not a stingy monkey. I still have a pot of wine!"

While talking, the old ape poured wine and Yang Yu sat down.

One person and one monkey, just under this old tree, drinking wine one by one, unexpectedly a bit harmonious.

A group of monkey heads jumped up and down beside them, drooling in greed.

"A bunch of stupid guys!"

The old ape shook his hand and a handful of wine gourds flew into the valley, and the monkeys dispersed.

It just said:

"Actually, in the early years, I wanted to ask you something, but now, I don't want to ask. Maybe, if you want to ask?"

"oh?"

Yu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Your breath is already a little bit like three eyes back then. If you hadn't been too bad with your feet, I almost thought it was He who came back."

The old ape burped:

"Those three eyes are famously arrogant, probably because they don't look down on you."

Yu Yang didn't refute, and he didn't need anyone to look down on him. He just waited for it to finish and asked:

"Do you know Jilei Mountain?"

"Ji Lei Mountain? That's more than just thunderous?"

The old ape was stunned by the question and then came to his senses:

"There have been no nine tribulations, and I still know that there are not many people in Jilei Mountain. Perhaps, even the demons don't remember..."

The old ape put down the wine glass, with a somewhat unrestrained look:

"There are five mountains in the nine kalpas, all of which have the weight of overwhelming all realms, and are the holy lands of all rank masters!

Jilei Mountain, which is high and has no top and is vast and unparalleled, is the holy land of my demon clan..."

"A little heard."

The old monkey suddenly spoke too much, and Yang Yu didn't interrupt him, letting him finish speaking. He nodded just now, but his head shook slightly in his heart.

This old ape is just a ray of will, like Taoist Yang, and has no sense of the original body.

"Before ancient times, in the age of mythology, my demon clan was always the ultimate in the world, but unfortunately..."

The old monkey said with a sigh, and he might not know what Yang Yu asked, but he answered one by one if he knew.

Yang Yu stayed for a moment, got up and left, and in just one step, the faint light dispersed, and he had arrived in the downtown area, before the fortune telling stall.

Yang Daoren, who had his eyes and eyes in his hands, seemed to know that he was coming and stood up to greet him:

"A thousand-year-old depression is revealed, it should be revealed!"

"Do you see it?"

Yang Yu's heart moved.

After a thousand years, it is naturally impossible for him to have never refined this recipe.

Of course, most of the time, I am communicating with Daoren Yang.

Although he is not a living person, his ghost eyes can penetrate the void and see a corner of the world.

"My fellow Taoist has achieved great powers and has no rivals in the world. I feel excited when I see it."

Daoren Yang comes from the heart:

"The body of Nine Yao, the master of the Eight-Pole rank, even before ancient times, if he did not rely on magic weapons, there would be few people who could do it."

"Similar words have been said dozens of times, so you don't need to mention them when you meet."

Yang Yu respects and Xie Bumin, the flattery of Yang Daoren, is really similar to the words. I don’t know how many years the former has been spoken.

"Then, let's talk about it."

Dao Ren Yang is doing good deeds like a stream:

"Since fellow Taoist has bought the broken pages of the Heavenly Book, there are almost no rivals in this world, but it's a pity..."

Daoren Yang seems to have the ability to penetrate the hearts of people, and his words are sharp:

"There is no trick to get the rank ceremony. With your current practice, there are few people in this world who have the means to kill you. Even if there is one, I am afraid that it will be like the Lion God King, leaving room for retreat to advance..."

How could Yang Yu not understand what Dao Ren said?

Thousands of years ago, if he had invited the Lion God King, he might have wanted to die, but now, he has fought hard, even if it was the Lion God King and the Taoist of Tianzong, he would have to be afraid of seven minutes.

only……

"If I had tried my best to fight a thousand years ago, then perhaps the front line of life and death would have become ten deaths without life."

Yang Yu did not want to talk about this matter, and he used both intentions and asked about the stone monkey while chasing the Lion God King.

"The monkey doesn't know, what can I know?"

Dao Ren Yang sighed, and concern flashed in his ghost's eyes:

"It seems that it is not only my deity who returns. That monkey should also be forced to make a move, right?
Chapter completed!