[Chapter 2017 I am your youngest uncle]
“Don’t…”
A weak voice came out of Luoyang’s mouth.
Yang Yiyu sighed and knew this was the result.
After suppressing the devil’s consciousness for a few minutes, Yang Yiyu saw the red in her eyes fade away and her normal black pupils returned.
Zamao Niao had said long ago that there could only be one result between the devil’s consciousness and Luoyang’s consciousness, devouring each other, but not unilaterally extinct.
He wanted to directly make the devil’s consciousness fly away, but he couldn’t do it, because the devil’s consciousness could not withstand the power of the Kunpeng egg during the suppression, and naturally curled up in the depths of Luoyang’s sea of consciousness. At the
same time, Luoyang’s consciousness would take the lead.
At this moment, it was obviously Luoyang’s consciousness that took the lead.
Yang Yiyu stopped.
He had to stop, otherwise it would hurt Luoyang’s consciousness, which was not what he wanted.
His goal was to save Luoyang.
But now it seems that this is a dead knot, and whether it can be untied depends on Luoyang himself.
“Alas~”
With a sigh, Yang Yiyun looked at Luoyang and said, “I’ll help you first, but now it seems that I still can’t do it. I can only suppress the devil’s consciousness.”
“Thank you, you have helped me a lot. As long as the devil’s consciousness can be suppressed in the sea of consciousness, his soul will not be strong, and I still have a chance to devour her in turn.”
Luoyang stood up and thanked Yang Yiyun.
“You may control the blood coffin. We have to think about getting out. Don’t wait for the devil’s consciousness to jump out again. I don’t want to be refined by her blood sacrifice again.” Yang Yiyun looked at Luoyang and said.
“Well, okay, I know the spell to get out.” Luoyang nodded, and then waved his hands, the formation in the blood coffin hall started, and the entrance to get out appeared above. The next moment, blood light flashed, and the two disappeared at the same time.
They appeared in a cave again.
The huge blood coffin was placed on a spring with a lot of demonic energy.
Yang Yiyun looked at Luoyang and said, “Just in case, I want to seal this blood coffin. What do you think?”
Although the blood coffin is the consciousness of the demon god, Yang Yiyun still asked Luoyang for his opinion.
“I agree. This blood coffin is too full of demonic energy. I am a cultivator and it conflicts with me. You should put it away to avoid any more trouble.” Luoyang replied.
Yang Yiyun nodded and put away the blood coffin. Anyway, for Luoyang, this blood coffin is harmful and useless. He kept it for Meng Tian, the fourth apprentice, and was worried that there was no suitable treasure for Meng Tian.
This Huangquan blood coffin is the most suitable for ghost cultivation. It can be used for cultivation or as a magic weapon.
The atmosphere was a little silent. Yang Yiyun was always on guard against Luoyang, fearing that the demon god consciousness in her body would wake up at any time to do him a dirty job. He was really afraid of her.
Of course, if it was a head-on fight, Yang Yiyun might not be afraid. At least it was on the surface. He was afraid of this uncertainty, because the demon god consciousness could wake up at any time.
But there is no problem for the time being. Yang Yiyu thinks that he has the ability to protect himself now.
Because the induction between him and the Qiankun Pot is getting stronger and stronger, he can use the three kinds of law seed power in the Qiankun Pot space, and the powerful power contained in the Qiankun Temple can also be used after a thought.
At this moment, while Luoyang is awake, Yang Yiyu is trying to confirm whether she is the disciple of the second senior brother. Just
as he was about to ask, Luoyang said: “Thank you~ You saved my life again, my name is Luoyang.”
This is the real understanding.
I didn’t have the opportunity to get to know each other before.
Yang Yiyu grinned and said: “You’re welcome, remember I said there is a connection between you and me?”
“I know you joined my Xiandan City branch of the Lianzao Xianmeng, is it this connection?” Luoyang said.
Yang Yiyu shook his head: “It has nothing to do with this. Joining the Xiandan City Refining Immortal Alliance is just a coincidence. I have a question now. I hope you can answer it truthfully.”
Luoyang looked at Yang Yiyu. In her eyes, this young man with white hair has not practiced for a long time. At most, it is no more than four thousand years, but he has already reached the first-grade Hunyuan realm.
Even in the entire fairy world, such a cultivation level is rare, so Luoyang is curious about Yang Yiyu.
Before, she only heard Ding Heping and others talk about some information about Yang Yiyu, and she didn’t know the real details.
Now, from what Yang Yiyu said, it seems that he has other origins with her, which makes Luoyang curious.
She is sure that she has never seen Yang Yiyu before.
But it seems that Yang Yiyu has known her for a long time. In fact, Luoyang also has this feeling in her heart. Yang Yiyu feels like a familiar person to her, like a relative.
But Luoyang is sure that she has never seen Yang Yiyu before.
But since Yang Yiyu mentioned it twice, she wants to hear what is going on.
Looking at Yang Yiyu, Luoyang said seriously, “Have we met before?”
Yang Yiyu also knew what Luoyang was thinking, and smiled and said, “No, but… I may have a very deep connection with your master.”
As soon as he said this, Luoyang’s face suddenly changed. The gratitude he had shown to Yang Yiyu for saving his life disappeared completely after Yang Yiyu said this.
He asked coldly, “Who are you?”
Luoyang rarely mentioned the matter of the master in front of outsiders. Even several masters of the Xiandan City branch, such as Ding Heping, did not know about it. But Yang Yiyun said that he had a connection with the master?
And what kind of person is the master? How
could Yang Yiyun, a small Hunyuan Taoist immortal, know him?
The main point is that Luoyang knew how dangerous the things that the master and others did together were in the fairy world, so she had to be cautious.
A strong aura also emanated from Luoyang, and enveloped Yang Yiyun without hesitation, completely locking Yang Yiyun.
It seemed that if you can’t give an explanation, I will turn against you.
Yang Yiyu didn’t care about these changes in Luoyang at all. He naturally understood what Luoyang was thinking. He grinned and said, “Don’t be nervous. Let me tell you slowly. First of all, I definitely have no ill intentions. Secondly, the relationship between me and your master is actually what I will find you to verify next.
And this time I took such a big risk and went to the Demon City to find you, or to save you, because of your master’s face, so I risked my life to save you.
So from this point of view, I have no ill intentions towards you. I just said that there is a relationship between us. I hope you don’t mind the word “relationship”. To understand the misunderstanding, simply put, we may be relatives, now you can rest assured.
There are also questions I need to ask next, I hope you answer truthfully, even if it is for the sake of me saving your life, you have to answer truthfully, it is very important to me, and it is also very important for you in the future.
Don’t be surprised, because next I just need to confirm the relationship between you and your master, whether you can continue to take care of it is also based on this point. “
After listening to Yang Yiyu’s story, Luoyang slowly calmed down. It was indeed as Yang Yiyu said. First of all, he was his savior, which was a fact.
I think Yang Yiyu would not harm him, and he should not be the enemy of the master. If he was the enemy of the master, Yang Yiyu would not save him.
“Okay~ Ask~”
After Luoyang figured it out, he nodded to Yang Yiyu. It was true that this might not be as complicated as he thought.
Who is the master? In her heart, he is extremely respected. He is also a strong man, so there is no need to worry.
Yang Yiyu, a Hunyuan Taoist immortal, is not a threat.
“That’s right~ There’s no need to be nervous, let’s just treat it as a formal acquaintance and have a simple exchange.” Yang Yiyun said with a smile, then stared at Luoyang and asked: “Is your master called Xingchenzi?”
Luoyang trembled all over and stared at Yang Yiyun, but Yang Yiyun’s eyes were clear and there was no other expression in his eyes, so he nodded and admitted it.
Yang Yiyun was happy and finally confirmed one step.
He continued to ask: “Does Xingchenzi have a junior sister named Zixia, or do you call her Uncle Master?”
“Who are you?” At this time, Luoyang was a little uneasy. He knew that his master Xingchenzi was the master, but he even knew Uncle Master Zixia.
At this time, Yang Yiyun could finally be sure that it was right. The fat man who had been in the Xiandan City to refine the Immortal Alliance did not lie to him. Sure enough, Luoyang was the disciple of the second senior brother.
What he knew should be about the same.
Yang Yiyun finally had a feeling of finding an organization.
Because Luoyang was there, he could find the headquarters of the Refining Immortal Alliance, which meant he could find the old man.
Seeing Luoyang’s nervous look, Yang Yiyu smiled and said, “I am the youngest uncle, the younger brother of your master, and the younger brother of your uncle Zixia.”
After hearing this, Luoyang sneered and looked at Yang Yiyu, she said, “Haha, why don’t you say you are my master?”
(End of this chapter)
