Yang Xuan and Yan feiwen chatted for a while. After learning a little about the recent situation of Yan state, he asked Su Hanyu to send someone to escort him back.
It can be seen that Yan feiwen is a little disappointed.
However, all the banquets in the world have ended. There is no need to say more about his relationship with the state of Yan.
The enemies he is facing now are more and more terrible and difficult to deal with. The whole country of Yan will end up destroying the country and species to any one of them, so he is really not suitable to be involved in Yan.
This is one of the reasons why he broke away from Yan state with a high profile.
After Yan feiwen left, Yang Xuan patted his head and suddenly remembered something.
Pei Meng!
Pei Meng, who was refined into a corpse soldier by him.
Now three months are coming. If there is no accident, Peimeng should have gone to the holy mountain port agreed with him.
He''s had a lot of things recently. He almost forgot about it in a hurry. Now he finally remembers that he can''t delay any more.
He left the palace without saying hello to Su Hanyu.
Along the way, he didn''t even stop at all. Finally, he reached the holy mountain port three months ago.
When he arrived here, it was late at night. The whole holy mountain port was shrouded in darkness without any light.
Yang Xuan''s mind spread out and covered a huge area.
A moment later, he found Pei Meng''s position.
When he appeared in front of Peimeng, Peimeng just looked up at him and said, "you''re coming." then he fell down.
Yang Xuan quickly helped him. Without saying a word, he drew a lot of dead Qi from the yellow spring and began to refine Peimeng again.
I don''t know how long later, when Yang Xuan stopped, Peimeng stood up again.
"Has the matter been handled?" Yang Xuan asked.
Pei Meng seemed to want to laugh, but the corner of his mouth as dry as firewood just moved and gave up.
"It''s over. Killing a lot of people may cause you a lot of trouble." Pei Meng''s voice was very dull: "I mean, if someone knew I had something to do with you."
"Oh? What I''m most afraid of is this kind of trouble. By the way, where did you kill?" Yang Xuan was curious.
"Ice Palace in Northern Xinjiang!" Pei Meng said.
Yang Xuan was dull for a moment, then sighed, and then gave Peimeng a thumbs up.
"You''re great!"
Besides, he didn''t want to say anything.
The four divine realms, including Pei Meng''s offending Beijiang Ice Palace, have offended him almost all over. Even in the holy mountain, he has a large number of enemies waiting to kill him.
Probably no one in the world can cause trouble like Yang Xuan. Sometimes he doubts whether he really has a natural hatred constitution.
"Let''s go. Beijiang Ice Palace is just Beijiang Ice Palace. It doesn''t matter if there are more lice. It doesn''t matter." Yang Xuan said helplessly, then waved his hand and put Peimeng into the storage ring.
After taking it in, he was suddenly stunned.
The ring he took from Yuan Chang''an did great harm to people''s spirit, but Pei Meng was no longer a living man. He was just a corpse soldier. Specifically, he was a zombie.
Yang Xuan let Pei out again.
"Why?" Pei Meng was a little strange.
"How did you feel just now?" Yang Xuan asked.
"No feeling, it''s dark." Pei Meng replied.
Yang Xuan nodded and took Peimeng in again.
He had a whim: if he refined more corpse soldiers and put them in storage rings, when he waved his hand against the enemy, would a large number of zombies appear, would he scare the enemy to death alive.
Thinking of this, he slapped his thigh.
"Miscalculation miscalculation. I''ve seen so many zombies before. They can be refined into corpse soldiers for my use. It''s a pity that I killed them all." Yang Xuan was very upset.
It is estimated that his new storage ring can hold more than 20000 zombies. If these 20000 zombies are in a false god state like Peimeng, it will be a huge and incomparable force.
But of course it''s an ideal state. Even if he''s not tired, there must be so many false gods and zombies for him to refine.
Pei Meng was brought back. He didn''t disturb the people in Shengshan port, but left here directly.
After returning to the sun wheel, he got a good news - Xu Xiake came back.
"Find him to see me!" Yang Xuan answered.
When Xu Xiake came to Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan was disappointed.
In his imagination, Xu Xiake should be a graceful scholar in a long shirt, but in reality, Xu Xiake standing in front of him is like an old farmer who has worked all his life, bent and flattered all over his face. Even the Royal sandalwood specially lit by Su Hanyu for Yang Xuan can not cover up the smell of soil on Xu Xiake.
"Are you Xu Xiake?" Yang Xuan asked with a frown.
"Yes, yes!" Xu Xiake''s face was full of flowers and couldn''t stop nodding.
This Xu Xiake is not that Xu Xiake. Yang Xuan sighed and lost interest.
"Look at this place. Do you know where it is?" Yang Xuan threw the painted scroll to him.
Xu Xiake took over and looked. He frowned first, and then his eyes brightened.
"This place... Seems to be on the other side of quhu mountain. Well, it''s quhu mountain. I''ve been to that place." Xu Xiake said with great certainty.
"Drive the tiger mountain?" Yang Xuan was overjoyed. He didn''t expect that Xu Xiake really had two brushes and recognized them all at once.
"Yes, it''s quhu mountain. Where is a cliff? There is a waterfall on the cliff. The angle of this painting should be on the top of quhu peak opposite the waterfall." Xu Xiake said.
"Take me!" Yang Xuan stood up and said firmly.
Xu Xiake was stunned and said, "that place is not close."
Xu Xiake''s so-called not close is only about 200 Li. When Yang Xuan fell on the top of quhu peak and put him on the ground, Xu Xiake''s first reaction was to kneel on the ground and retch.
"I''m going to kill myself." after a long time, Xu Xiake sat on the ground with a pale face.
As an ordinary person, he has never had such an experience.
Yang Xuan ignored him and looked at the silver ribbon in the mountain stream opposite. His eyes flashed.
That''s it. He''s right.
"You wait here." Yang Xuan said faintly, then grew up and strode forward in the void.
His eyes have locked on a place.
After the waterfall.
Water mist diffuses and sticks to the face, bringing a trace of cold feeling.
The huge waterfall in front of Yang Xuan was strangely divided into two, like uncovering a curtain and revealing a deep cave behind it.
Without hesitation, Yang Xuan directly stepped in and closed the curtain behind him again.
Walking through a long passage, a stone cave of about 100 square meters was displayed in front of Yang Xuan. There was nothing but a box in the cave, which came into Yang Xuan''s eyes.
Yang Xuan''s eyes fell on the box, full of unspeakable strangeness.
It''s a little weird that this box appears in this place.
In fact, the box is nothing, but the key is that it is a very modern alloy box. The size of the urn presents a silver white metal color.
Please forgive Yang Xuan for using the word urn, because no matter what angle he looked at the past, it was an urn.
When his mind was swept again, the urn made of unknown metal strangely blocked his mind and made him unable to see what was inside.
After thinking about it, Yang Xuan went over and pressed a button that was obviously a switch.
Click!
After a soft noise, the box opened.