Chapter 353 My name is Jinghe, Ye Jinghe

Ye Xingzhou avoided looking at the old man and did not deliberately linger on him.

There are so many things I want to ask.

The answers I can give are restricted by countless rules and regulations.

Ye Xingzhou had no choice but to explore and guess a way out on his own.

Ye Xingzhou did not take the unkind attitude of the person in front of him seriously.

This person looks very much like an old friend.

Even if the skin is full of holes.

The heart cannot be deceived.

Behind the cold words of expulsion is a familiar soul deep in memory.

Ye Xingzhou's speculation in his heart was reluctant to come true.

After thinking for a long time, Ye Xingzhou crossed his legs and sat back in his original place.

The old man swung the line in his hand, and ripples appeared on the water surface.

Ye Xingzhou looked at the fish swimming freely underwater and spoke slowly.

"Senior, I know someone."

"With white hair and black hair, he is extremely handsome."

The old man said nothing.

The mountains are green and the water is clear.

Even the wind is gentle.

Ye Xingzhou followed.

"From first meeting to parting."

"One day in winter, he left silently."

"I think he'll live up to his name."

"When spring returns, we'll see each other again."

What Ye Xingzhou cared about was never the appearance.

His eyes penetrated the skin, and with his beating heart, he saw every hot and lively soul.

The first time Ye Xingzhou saw the old man, his heart recognized him before his eyes.

But for those who love beauty, an ugly appearance is a punishment that cuts out their heart.

Now that I have met an old friend again, how can I recognize him calmly with this face?

The old man was sitting on the shore, holding a bamboo pole, like a rock holding a bamboo.

The low-hanging bamboo hat covered the face.

Ye Xingzhou stood up and said goodbye.

"Senior, if you meet him, please tell him a message for me."

"What are you talking about?" the old man asked.

"I'll always wait for him."

Ye Xingzhou raised his foot and left.

As you walk away, the sound follows the wind, bringing a whisper.

"Also, my name is Jinghe."

"Ye Jinghe."

The nickname given by parents when you were a child.

now.

His courtesy name was Jinghe.

The old man lowered his eyes, looked at the drooping skin, and his fingers unconsciously clenched.

He put down his fishing rod and returned to the house with a hunched back.

"You should return to the sect now. The monsters in the Tianyuan Forbidden Land have been released."

As he finished speaking, his skin sagged even more, and his bones curled up into a twisted shape.

Something is about to break through the skin.

The monk had very good hearing, and Ye Xingzhou heard clearly what he said.

"good."

Ye Xingzhou looked back.

There was no trace of the old man on the shore, only a bamboo basket and a house with a closed wooden door.

There are four words engraved on the ground.

Cocoon breaks, snake sheds its skin

Snakes shed their old skins and grow new ones.

The caterpillar spins a cocoon, and the cocoon breaks and a butterfly is born.

Two unrelated creatures were connected together.

Almost instantly, when Ye Xingzhou saw the cocoon break, he immediately thought of the soul-stealing formation on his body.

It is also driven by a butterfly and takes over the body.

Now, Zuo Chunhui left these four words again.

A snake sheds its skin, but it's still a snake.

But the caterpillar spins a cocoon, and out of the cocoon comes a butterfly.

These four words are too profound.

There is a snake planted by the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao on Zuo Chunhui's body.

The cocoon breaks and a new life begins.

However, it is difficult to determine whether the newborn is a human being or a snake in a human shell.

Ye Xingzhou looked back again.

The sky was still blue, the lake was still clear, but the courtyard disappeared before my eyes.

All traces of life disappeared.

Ye Xingzhou could only put aside his doubts for the time being and summoned a flying boat to rush to Yantian Sect.

Just as the right protector snatched the key from him, the monster from the forbidden land of Tianyuan was released.

This is such a coincidence.

and.

Ye Xingzhou touched the storage bag.

The demon summoning scroll is still in the storage bag.

The right protector snatched the key, but all that opened was an empty wooden box.

Could it be possible that this key could open the seal of the Tianyuan Forbidden Land?

Ye Xingzhou's heart skipped a beat.

No, how could such a complicated formation in the Tianyuan Forbidden Land be opened so easily with just a key?

As soon as his feet touched the ground, the ground shook violently, and the huge fluctuations almost broke the protective barrier of the sect.

The sound of weapons clashing arose.

All members of Yantian Sect were mobilized, and a large number of disciples rushed to the formation peak.

In the air he flies a sword, and on the ground he runs fast.

His posture is steady and his clothes are fluttering.

The disciples of Yantian Sect all rushed forward without hesitation.

Zhao Feng also held a sword and rushed towards the peak of the formation as fast as he could.

Someone who normally has difficulty flying a sword, when he gets excited, really rushes forward.

Ye Xingzhou grabbed the man and asked, "What's going on?"

When Zhao Feng saw that it was Ye Xingzhou, he changed his tone and started cursing.

"Just now, there was a loud boom, and I thought it was an earthquake!"

"Looking outside, I saw that the monster sealed under the formation peak had escaped!"

Zhao Feng was very excited. "Do you know that five of the eight pillar-thick thousand-year-old black iron chains snapped in a flash?"

"Five in total!"

Another circle of black air spread.

Wherever the black air passed, it devoured all the spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy in Zhen Feng is now so weak that it is almost undetectable.

The disciples of Zhenfeng, led by Elder Yan Qin, set up the formation.

The spiritual powers gathered and collided, forming a myriad of threads that entangled the giant object in the middle.

It was completely black, and there were so many black sticky insects that they fell to the ground.

The sticky insects that fell to the ground were wriggling towards the people around them, still devouring spiritual energy.

From one split, to two or four... soon it squirmed into a small hill.

Ye Xingzhou waved the demon summoning scroll, but there was no response.

The number of swords and knives that fell did not decrease, but increased instead.

"What is this thing? It can't be killed!"

"They're still eating spiritual energy!"

"No, it can kill!" someone exclaimed.

"Look, Junior Brother Xiang and Junior Brother Meng, their swords can kill!"

After this reminder, the others stopped.

"Everyone, step back."

The headmaster came in a hurry, followed by several elders who were also in a hurry.

"Disciples of the Yantian Sect, listen to your orders."

As soon as the leader spoke, the restless crowd immediately became quiet and waited for orders.

"Outer disciples will guard the outer barrier, inner disciples will guard the Danfeng barrier, Ye Xingzhou will stay, and Meng Zhi will follow Elder Yan Qin to set up the formation!"

"Yes, Master Gongsun!"

The mighty sound of receiving orders echoed, and the disciples took up positions in an orderly manner and in layers.

The roars of the monsters trapped in the formation broke the sky.

The huge body was covered with sticky insects and its shape could not be seen. Only two sharp fangs could be seen, and sticky insects were wriggling on the fangs.

The rotten smell spread with the heavy breathing, and a strong fishy smell hit my face.

Only half of the monster's body was stuck in the formation. If it struggled a little longer, the remaining three black iron chains and the formation of a hundred people would not be able to trap it at all.

Elder Xuan snatched the sword from Xiang Xiuyuan's hand and pulled him out of the barrier.

"Are you trying to destroy your spiritual roots? You haven't even repaired them yet, why are you joining in the fun? Go back to Danfeng!"

"I……"

Elder Xuan interrupted harshly, "Go back!"

Elder Xuan glared and stuffed the Cangqing sword into Ye Xingzhou's hands.

"Follow us. There are too many immortals. The Monster Summoning Scroll cannot seal them for now. It's best to clear out half of them and try again."

"Okay." Ye Xingzhou held the sword and turned back to Xiang Xiuyuan and said, "Brother, go back. Trust me."

The gift given by Immortal Wujian to Ye Xingzhou as a disciple was a sword. In a certain sense, Ye Xingzhou was also a sword cultivator.

Now, with the Cang Qing Sword in hand, Ye Xingzhou no longer needs to use blood to kill the Immortal.

The feeling of taking off on the spot.

If you catch an indestructible pile, kill them madly.

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