Jinjiang system is so old

Dixuan is like a wind, it comes and goes as soon as it is said, and if you catch wind and shadows, you will not be able to catch a trace of him.

Naturally, Meng Yunjue was not happy with Dixuan's lodging, but firstly, Dixuan helped him a lot, and secondly, he thought that he didn't have the skills to drive Dixuan away, so he could only try his best to ignore the existence of Dixuan .

After the seal was released, the little skull's spiritual power soared. Even though the spiritual power was as low as Meng Yunjue, he could still feel the rich spiritual power gushing out of the little skull.

But Meng Yunjue was not happy for Xiaokulou because of this, he worried that after Xiaokulou's seal was released, Xiaokulou would encounter the same disaster as his clan.

"Little Skull, you..."

"Kaka?" The little skull tilted his head, and foolishly touched Meng Yunjue's injured arm with his hand, watching it gradually heal under his own healing light, he clapped his hands happily.

Meng Yunjue put away his complicated thoughts, the little skull is too simple, some things are better not to know than to know.

The injury was fully recovered with the help of Xiaokulou, and Meng Yunjue finally had the energy to do the next thing.

It is said that the body of the soul-devouring ghost beast was destroyed by Emperor Xuan, and only the severed limbs of people in the demon world remained on the ground, with blood and intestines flowing all over the ground, making people sick.But the dead can bring Meng Yunjue a lot of benefits.

Youjun has an invulnerable Xuanjiao robe, which just provides convenience for Meng Yunjue, who has low spiritual power. Unfortunately, because Youjun was forcibly disemboweled, the so-called invulnerable Xuanjiao robe was also split into two halves, ruined. Shapeless.Meng Yunjue muttered a few words of offense in his heart, removed the Xuanjiao demon robe from Youjun's body, tidied it up and put it on for himself, and made clean clothes for Xiaokulou from the corpses of other people.

It's a pity that the little skull is too small, and adult clothes are too long for him.Meng Yunjue had no choice but to roll up the sleeves of the clothes and fasten the belt, but even so, it still looked nondescript.

Meng Yunjue couldn't help laughing, and wanted to take off the clothes, but Xiaokulou didn't want to. He couldn't put it down and touched the clothes, tugging there, dusting here, and even turned around to show off his new clothes to Meng Yunjue. clothing.Meng Yunjue rejected this idea.

Afterwards, Meng Yunjue found some useful treasures from the corpses.

Among them were a few talismans engraved with characters from other worlds, which exuded a powerful aura, and felt hot when held in the hand.Meng Yun Jue didn't know how to use it, so he carried it with him.

There was also a lot of dry food on the body of the corpse, which allowed Meng Yunjue, who was exhausted physically, to have a full meal.

After eating and drinking enough, Meng Yunjue turned his attention to untying the storage bag.

The decoded horoscope is lying in the palm of his hand. This magic weapon is like a complicated compass, the whole body presents an elegant silver-white color, radiant, pouring down like water.There are wind-shaped patterns at both ends of the natal chart, and when the breeze blows, the patterns will make a slight wind sound.Starting from the edge of the horoscope, a small silver bead is dropped every 360 degrees, like a bead chain made of invisible threads, and every time you go to the center of the disk, the bead chain will shrink inward. , has spread to the center of the plate.

There are quite a few words engraved on the horoscope, but they are all written in other worlds. Meng Yunjue can't understand it, and it is even more impossible for the little skull to recognize it.

So, how would he use the decoding horoscope to unlock the magic formula on the storage bag?

His eyebrows sank, and he tried to put the storage bag on the decoding horoscope and pour it with spiritual power, but it didn't work.

Just as he was about to try another method, a slender hand stretched out from the side and took away the decoding horoscope.

It's Emperor Xuan.

Meng Yunjue could now see clearly that Emperor Xuan was wearing two silver rings on each of his hands, the four silver rings were of different styles, some were big and some were small, with patterns of auspicious beasts or auspicious clouds on them, and their purpose was unknown.

Dixuan turned the decoded fate disk over and over in his hand, and said with a teasing smile, "Oh? Interesting, there are characters in the eight worlds." He looked at Meng Yunjue with great interest, as if waiting for Meng Yunjue to give Come up with a reasonable explanation.

The Eight Realms of Heaven and Earth?Meng Yunjue had a question in his heart, but on the surface he pretended not to know the meaning of Dixuan's words. He wanted to withdraw the Decoded Fate Disk, but Dixuan avoided it.

"I need this urgently, please return it to me."

"What do you want this thing for, huh?" Di Xuan lowered his head slightly, and this action brought him very close to Meng Yunjue's face.

He has a handsome appearance, and his every frown and smile can touch people's heartstrings. Meng Yunjue is determined, and in such an ambiguous situation where he breathes and hears each other, he can't help but breathe faster.

Meng Yunjue took a step back, calmed down, and deliberately missed Emperor Xuan's gaze and replied, "What's the benefit of telling you?"

Dixuan's slender eyebrows raised, he straightened his waist and clasped his chest and said, "Oh? It's not good, why don't you say it?"

"That's natural, just like the reason why you followed me." Meng Yunjue moved his eyes further away.

"Oh, interesting. Then," Dixuan stretched out his hand, and the storage bag in Meng Yunjue's hand fell into Dixuan's palm as if manipulated, "I'll help you untie it, and you give me that thing. "

"Wait!" Meng Yunjue snatched back the storage bag in time. After the transaction just now, he has figured out Dixuan's temperament that does not allow others to discuss, "I haven't agreed to trade with you yet."

Di Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and was very dissatisfied with Meng Yunjue's behavior against him, but he didn't bother to argue with Meng Yunjue.

"However," Meng Yunjue said at the right time, and read out the next words at a very fast speed, "I am willing to make a deal with you, but the premise is that this thing can only be lent to you, not given to you. I think the high-ranking Lord Dixuan, You must be disdainful of grabbing other people's property."

"Mortal," Dixuan stood still, turned his head slightly, revealing a perfect curve of his profile, his gaze raised slowly provocatively, "You really understand, solve, me."

"Thank you." Meng Yunjue brazenly took Di Xuan's words as a compliment, "How is it, our deal?"

"Heh." Di Xuan didn't reply, and directly shot a purple light towards the storage bag, and with a crackling sound, the tightly stitched storage bag was opened.

Meng Yunjue was overjoyed, and after opening all the remaining storage bags to Dixuan, he lent him the Decoded Fate Disk.He doesn't know how to decode the fate chart, so it's better to lend it to Dixuan to play, maybe Dixuan can find out how to use it.

Dixuan touched the decoded horoscope in his hand, and shrank back into the shadow of Meng Yunjue in satisfaction.

Meng Yunjue picked a clean place and poured out the contents of the storage bags one by one.Unexpectedly, the sunkiller grass in the storage bags of several people was cut into pieces, not a single plant was intact, it seemed that they wanted to crush the broken sunkiller grass to make medicinal juice.

The little skull was very sad, he turned the storage bag over and over again, desperately trying to find the complete sunkiller, but unfortunately found nothing.

"Kaka." The little skull threw away the storage bag dejectedly, looked down at the fragments of Sunkiller Weed in a depressed mood, and picked them up one by one with distress, holding them tightly in his hands.Even fragments are very precious, "Kaka." He cast his eyes on Meng Yunjue, his eyes full of longing to pray.

In order to save him, the little skull didn't even want his life. How could Meng Yunjue have the heart to let the little skull down. He touched the little skull's head and promised, "Give me a few days to recuperate? When I recover, I will I will definitely help you get back the remaining Sunkiller Grass." His body has reached its limit, and he needs a lot of rest.

Xiaokulou was very sensible, he nodded in agreement, and pushed his spiritual power into Meng Yunjue's body to help him recover.

Without Sunkiller Grass, the storage bag is no longer valuable to Meng Yunjue.

Meng Yunjue cleverly stuffed the storage bag into the corpse's arms, and asked the little skull to remove his breath from the corpse.If the people of Juejianmen are looking for storage bags, let them come to the crevice of corpse soul to taste the power of the fish frog monster.

After the follow-up matters were properly handled and the inspection was correct, Meng Yunjue walked away with the little skull.

They were teleported by the system at that time, so now it takes a lot of time to avoid the obstacle hole with their feet. Fortunately, there was no danger on the way, and they did not bump into the Juejianmen. They went smoothly.

When the darkness in the cave swept in, Meng Yunjue sensed something behind him, turned his head warily, and met the eyes of Emperor Xuan who suddenly appeared.

"Ho!" Meng Yunjue gasped in surprise.

Di Xuan was very happy, he could finally see a different expression from Meng Yunjue's cold face that had remained unchanged for a hundred years.

He felt proud of the effect he had created, walked into the cave happily, brushed off his sleeves, raised his hands, and actually illuminated the dark cave, and even arranged the dead branches and fallen leaves all over the ground into a wooden chair. shape, leaning on it swaggeringly.

The bright spot was not far from Dixuan, and the angle of light just coated Dixuan's face with a layer of soft light, engraving his handsome edges and corners clearly. Meng Yunjue paused for breath, and glanced away. .

Strangely, this light has no effect on those undead souls who cannot see light.

All the immortal souls seemed to be grateful for the light brought by Dixuan, they all rushed forward, knelt down excitedly, and kowtowed to Dixuan.

Dixuan enjoyed such respectful treatment very much, he leaned on the wooden chair with his body tilted, the corners of his mouth raised, like an emperor with his officials flattened, he raised his palm slightly.All the undead souls bowed their heads in thanks, and when they stood up, they dispersed neatly, got water and food from nowhere, and lined up in an orderly manner to offer to Emperor Xuan.

Meng Yunjue looked at all this in shock, doubts rolling in his heart.

He knew that Dixuan's identity was not easy, but he never expected it to be so admirable.Such a kneeling scene made him connect Di Xuan with the unidentified weight at the bottom of the pit. The only difference is that Di Xuan is a human being, and the unidentified weight at the bottom of the pit is a giant beast.

"Who are you...?" Meng Yunjue asked at the same time doubts arose.

Dixuan took the clear water from the little skull, as if he was tasting fine wine, put it lightly on his lips, took a sip slowly, tasted it carefully, slowly, and then said lightly: "Mortal, don't treat me with you. You are on par with mortals."

Meng Yunjue turned around and left, he would rather be full of doubts than play guessing games with Dixuan.

"Angry?" Emperor Xuan smiled, "It's really interesting." He put down the water and walked to Meng Yunjue's side with his hands behind his back, wanting to appreciate Meng Yunjue's anger, but unfortunately he was disappointed.

Meng Yunjue's expression was as usual, without anger.

"Why don't you get angry? That's so boring."

Meng Yunjue gave him a sideways look: "Boring."

Emperor Xuan smiled: "I'm very curious about you."

"I'm also very curious about you." Meng Yunjue turned to face him, and asked directly, "With your ability, why are you willing to live in the shadow of me as a mortal?"

Originally thought that Di Xuan would be angry because of these words, but the clinker Di Xuan sent a light sentence: "I am too lazy to leave."

"Aren't you afraid that someone will step on you?"

"Heh, who dares?"

Meng Yunjue was speechless.

He secretly glanced at Dixuan's back, found a relatively clean place, sat on the floor, and mobilized the spiritual power in his body to try to function.

Dixuan walked back to the wooden chair, waved his hands to disperse the undead souls, raised his feet, put his hands on the back of the chair, and stared at Meng Yunjue with deep meaning.

Meng Yunjue didn't know how to control the spiritual power skillfully yet. During the process of running the spiritual power, he would get a split from time to time, and Di Xuan would always help him adjust the direction of the spiritual energy—of course, Di Xuan wasn't showing kindness He just hoped that Meng Yunjue had followed the right spiritual vein, so that he could see the power of that alien force.

But Meng Yunjue took too many side roads, and Emperor Xuan became impatient.The pair stretched out their palms, and a ball of purple energy was born from it and slowly sent towards Meng Yunjue, gradually invading into Meng Yunjue's body.

Dixuan waved his palm to control the direction of the purple energy to detect the fluctuation of the power of the other world, but strangely, nothing was detected, not even the soul-devouring ghost beast.

Where is the power of the alien world hidden, why can't he detect it with his power?

Dixuan pursed his lips tightly, and with a twist of his palm, the ball of purple energy shot from Meng Yunjue's nose like an arrow off the string, and pierced into Yuanli.

The pattern between Dixuan's forehead suddenly lit up, and the rays of light in it flowed vividly like clear water. After that, a mark similar to the purple pattern appeared on the Yuanli in Meng Yunjue's body, until the light of the purple pattern appeared. Disappeared, the logo on Yuanli disappeared.

All this happened so silently that even Meng Yunjue didn't notice it.

Dixuan pressed two fingers on the purple pattern on his forehead, and frowned slightly: "It's strange that even the seal of heaven can't be found. Forget it, left and right planted the seal of heaven on him, and his origin power Any changes, I can know."

Di Xuan seemed a little tired, rubbed the center of his brows, and turned into a puff of black energy, blending into Meng Yunjue's shadow.