Chapter 259 Sheep Wazi

"Si Yang was not born in Zhongzhou, but in Tianyingzhou. When he was eight years old, Piaomiao Jinxian attacked the demons and accidentally injured several villages, including the village where Si Yang lived.

“Si Yang was able to survive thanks to himself. He drew Qi into his body when he was on the verge of death and built his foundation in one day.

“Such a genius is hard to come by once in a thousand years. At least, as far as I know, he is the only one among the ten continents and three islands in the Guixu Realm.

“Of course, this is also because he figured it out on his own, using unconventional methods, so his meridians were not open when he was building his foundation. This once caused him to reach an average level of cultivation even at the Golden Core stage, which was not as good as an ordinary foundation-building stage.

“Later, he joined the Taiyi Sect, shattered his own golden elixir, gave up all his cultivation, started over from the beginning, and rebuilt his foundation. Only then did he come to where he is today step by step.

"The remaining souls in his body are all his fellow villagers..."

The story Junchou told was one Fang Xianyu had never heard of before.

"So, the revenge he mentioned, could it be that he wants to find Piaomiao Jinxian?"

Jun Chou said: "I don't know about that. I'm not a worm in his stomach, so how can I know what he's thinking?"

Zhang Can stared at the Immortal Si Yang in the distance and said through gritted teeth: "No matter what, being beautiful, strong and miserable is not a reason for him to do evil! What's more, he is not beautiful! I am not a sex-oriented person, and my worldview is determined by my appearance!"

"Haha, this is Lan Xing's words again." Jun Chou didn't quite understand, smiled, and brought up the previous matter again: "In the small world of the cave opened up by Si Yang before, those dry bones are the flesh bones of the residual soul in his body. Can't you create a puppet body? Use those dry bones as the basis to create a puppet body, and then use the soul-summoning technique. At such a close distance, it is enough to cause the soul in his body to be unstable.

"The weakness caused by the extraction of dozens of souls will not only make him unable to resist the thunder tribulation, but also make him no longer have the energy to open up the small world of the cave heaven."

Zhang Can couldn't help but smack his lips: "What a vicious method!"

Jun Chou sighed slightly: "They should have returned to dust long ago. Everything that happened now is just Si Yang's own obsession."

Zhang Can didn't say anything else and flashed to the broken cave world.

The small world had collapsed, the rocks were cracked, and all the trees fell. The crack in the sky became bigger and bigger, revealing the dark and gloomy sky of Guixu Realm filled with calamity clouds.

He quickly found the pile of dead bones that no one cared about, gathered them all up, and made a puppet body out of them.

Those residual souls cannot survive. The puppet bodies only give them a place to stay, but cannot complete their souls, so the energy points consumed by these puppet bodies are equivalent to being given in vain.

But that was far less than the cost of fighting with Si Yang. He created more than thirty puppet bodies in a row, and it didn't cost much in total. Zhang Can hurriedly used his spiritual power to pull them out of the broken little world.

"Soul, come back! Why have you left your constant place and gone to all directions? You left your happy place and left that ominous place..."

Zhang Can held a piece of stone in his hand as a temporary soul-guiding lamp, muttering to himself: "Soul, come back! The underworld cannot be trusted. I am thousands of feet tall, but I only want my soul..."

As his words gradually drifted away, a strong wind suddenly blew up around them, and a gloomy energy rose to the sky. The dim light of the stone seemed to be stretched very long, passing through the scattered white smoke and shining on the immortal Si Yang who did not take Zhang Can seriously.

An indescribable feeling of dizziness suddenly came over him, and Immortal Si Yang's hands, which were currently pinching the magic formula, could not stop shaking. He turned his head and looked suddenly, only to find that Zhang Can, who had been silent for a long time, had not given up, but was holding back!

"You! You're so brave!"

Immortal Si Yang was extremely angry as he could see at a glance what Zhang Can was planning. He immediately fired a thunder spell at Zhang Can. Unexpectedly, although Zhang Can had limited means of attack, his defense was so sophisticated that it was puzzling. The moment the thunder spell touched his body, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing a ripple.

Before Immortal Si Yang could make any further move, the many residual souls in his body could no longer hold back and several of them floated out at once!

The gray soul swayed and walked towards Zhang Can along the path illuminated by the stone.

Perhaps too much time had passed, and although the appearance of these souls could still be barely recognized, they all had a dazed expression.

"Sheep boy..."

Suddenly, a soul with a relatively complete face squeezed out of Si Yang's body. It could even make a bellows-like sound, hoarse, but it floated into Zhang Can's ears along with the wind.

"Sheep boy, let go..."

It looked back almost every step it took, unable to resist the pull of its flesh, yet also seeming to be very attached to and worried about Immortal Si Yang.

After more than a dozen souls came out one after another, Immortal Si Yang's face turned very pale. He had to stop any movement because his own soul also became a little erratic, and his spiritual power was so chaotic that it was difficult to mobilize.

Soon, the most agile soul found its own body. As soon as it possessed the body, it could not even control its limbs very well, but it stumbled towards the Immortal Si Yang and said, "Sheep boy, let go. I have let you take care of me for thousands of years. I have lived enough..."

Immortal Si Yang's eyes were red with anger: "Bullshit! I, I haven't taken revenge yet!"

The man stamped his feet, slapped his thigh and said, "You don't want to listen to the old man, right? Sheep boy! Enough! It's really enough!"

Immortal Si Yang was so angry that his eyes turned red. He shouted, "Not enough! Not enough! You want me to die! Aung! You want me to die!"

The man's tone softened, as if he was coaxing a child, and he said, "No, Grandfather, I know you are very tired, Grandfather, I want you to rest. Let's rest together and have a long sleep. Grandfather, I will tell you the story of the Mountain Goddess, okay? Okay?"

Immortal Si Yang shouted almost crazily: "Ah Weng, don't force me! Don't force me!"

"Sheep boy, don't be afraid. Grandfather doesn't want you to seek revenge. Grandfather wants you to rest with everyone else. We have been awake for more than a thousand years. It's time to sleep. Let's have a good sleep together. Don't think about anything, and don't hold on..."

"Shut up! Shut up! You are not my uncle! Fang Xianyu! You beast! I will kill you--"

Immortal Si Yang shouted loudly and actually sacrificed the Lianshan Bagua Plate. On the base that looked like gold but not gold, and jade but not jade, the pattern of Bagua could be vaguely seen floating and flickering in the air. The wind blew stronger and stronger, and the surrounding scenery gradually distorted.

Then, the strong wind grew stronger and stronger until it covered the entire Rongyu Mountain!

Then, the world turned upside down, the universe reversed, the rocks twisted into the sky, and lightning flashed on the earth. Even Zhang Shen, who had the Jindan cultivation, felt that his internal organs were squeezed as if they were about to break, and it was very difficult to control his spiritual power.

The bodies possessed by the residual souls nearby were even more miserable. They were all staggering. The old man who had been trying to persuade Immortal Si Yang had fallen to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices. He struggled and shouted in a weak voice: "Sheep boy, sheep boy..."