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Chapter 45 Is it impossible to escape again?

 Buzz~!

A vague wave of light appeared in his heart. Yang Yu concentrated hard and put his thoughts behind him. Only then did he see a fire ape jumping repeatedly in his heart.

escape,

violent,

brutal,

Unruly!

This mental ape was moving and jumping among his various thoughts.

This monkey that became a spirit through the Tao Fruit did not hide itself deliberately, because in a sense, it had long since died, and at this moment it was really just a stray thought of his.

In that moment, Yang Yu had thousands of distracting thoughts, and even various incarnations and transformations, and his thoughts were like a sea.

An extra drop of water in the sea is truly elusive.

But when this drop of water undergoes a different kind of fluctuation, there is naturally no way to escape.

"Bah!"

As if aware of Yang Yu's intention, the ape suddenly sank into his heart, gathered all his aura, and wanted to hide again.

"Distractions, mind ape..."

Yang Prison watched silently, without any fluctuation.

Through the aura of the Heart Monkey, he suddenly seemed to glimpse various broken messages before and after it became a spirit.

A monkey head that was raised naturally and burst out from the stone is running wildly among the mountains and fields...

It enjoys playing around, calling out friends, subduing all kinds of evil spirits, establishing itself as a king, and proudly laughing at the forest...

It is extremely talented, and in everything it learns, it is masterful, successful, and powerful. Even the great demons who have practiced it for thousands of years are not as good as it...



It was difficult to form a picture with all the broken messages, but in the end, Yang Yu still got a glimpse of the scene.

That is the most profound memory before and after this mental ape became a spirit. It can even be said to be an obsession...

It was a three-pointed, two-edged sword stained with blood!

Unwilling!

Violent!

Resentment!

With just a quick glance, Yang Prison seemed to be able to feel the strong obsession that made this mental ape become a spirit.

"Ji Lei Mountain!"

"Ji Lei Mountain!"

An extremely strong will surged in Yang Yu's heart, and he looked at the Cauldron of Gluttony as if he was feeling something.

Meanwhile, the ‘three-pointed two-edged sword recipe’ from the sword spirit is shining brightly.

"Refining!"

Yang Yu's heart moved and he refined the recipe for a three-pointed two-edged knife again.

Only a soft cry was heard, and Yang Yu's will had arrived. Among all the phantom scenes, he saw the old ape in cloth robe again.

"Huh?"

In the valley, the old monkey scratched his chin and looked at the sky in surprise:

"Without that kid, I've had the true form of the divine weapon for more than a thousand years, so what's the point?"

Yang Yu didn't answer, but looked at it deeply. This old ape was different from the many hozens in the valley. It looked more like a human.

"Tsk!"

The old ape jumped up to the treetop, looked around for a long time, and suddenly sneered:

"Three-eyed boy, a thousand years have passed and you have just noticed? This is too vigilant..."

Phew~

There was a slight disturbance, and Yang Yu came to this valley again.

"Come, sit down."

The old ape was not surprised. He casually fell back under the tree, took out a gourd of monkey wine from his sleeve:

"Come here, I'm not a stingy monkey. I still have a bottle of wine!"

While talking, Lao Yuan poured wine and Yang Yu took his seat.

One person and one monkey, drinking cup after cup of wine under this old tree, surprisingly harmonious.

A group of monkey heads were jumping up and down next to them, making their mouths water with greed.

"A bunch of idiots!"

As soon as the old ape waved his hand, a large number of wine gourds flew towards the valley, and the group of monkeys dispersed.

It just said:

"Actually, in the early years, I really wanted to ask you something, but now, I don't want to ask. Maybe you want to ask instead?"

"oh?"

Yang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Your current aura is a bit like what Sanyan used to be. If it weren't for your poor footwork, I would have almost thought she was back."

The old ape burped:

"Those three eyes are notoriously arrogant. They probably think they don't like you."

Yang Yu didn't refute, and he didn't need anyone to look down on him at all. He just waited for him to finish speaking before asking:

"Do you know Jilei Mountain?"

"Jilei Mountain? That's more than just thunder piercing your ears?"

The old ape was startled by the question, and then came back to his senses:

"The nine tribulations are over, and there are probably not many people who still know about Ji Lei Mountain. Maybe not even the demons remember it..."

The old ape put down his wine glass with a rather bored expression:

"There are mountains in the five directions in the Nine Tribulations, all of which have the power to overwhelm all realms. They are the holy land for all levels of lords!

Jilei Mountain is so high that it has no roof, and it is so big that it is the holy land of our demon clan..."

"I've heard a little bit about it."

The old monkey suddenly started talking too much, and Yang Yu didn't interrupt him. He just let him finish and nodded, but he shook his head slightly in his heart.

This old ape is just a ray of will, just like Taoist Yang, and has no sense of the real body at all.

"Before the ancient times, in the age of myths, our demon tribe was always at the same level as the world. It's a pity..."

The old ape said with some regret. He might not know what Yang Yu asked, but he answered everything he knew.

Yang Yu stayed for a moment, stood up and left. With just one step, the dim light dispersed and he was already in front of the fortune-telling stall in the busy city.

Taoist Yang, who had hands in his eyes and eyes in his hands, seemed to know that he was coming and stood up to greet him:

"When a thousand years of depression is revealed, it really comes to light!"

"Fellow Taoist, have you seen it?"

Yang Yu's heart moved.

It is naturally impossible that he has not refined this recipe for thousands of years.

Of course, most of the time, I was communicating with Taoist Yang.

Although he is not a living person, his pair of ghost eyes can penetrate into nothingness and glimpse a corner of the present world.

"My fellow Taoist has achieved such great power that he has no rivals in this world. Even a poor Taoist feels his heart agitated when he sees it."

Yang Daoren speaks from the heart:

"With the body of Jiu Yao, fighting against the eight-level masters, even in ancient times, few people could do it without relying on magic weapons."

"My Taoist friends have said similar things dozens of times, so there is no need to mention them in person."

Taoist Yang's praise and Yang Yu's gratitude and insensitivity are really similar to words. The former has been talked about for I don't know how many years.

"Then, come back."

Taoist Yang follows the good deeds:

"Since fellow Taoist has acquired the remaining pages of the Heavenly Book, there are few opponents in this world. It's a pity..."

Taoist Yang seems to have the ability to penetrate people's hearts and his words are sharp:

"There are no tricks in the rank ceremony. With your current practice, there are not many people in this world who have the means to kill you, and even if they do, I'm afraid they are like the Lion God King who leaves room to retreat in order to advance...

"

Why didn't Yang Yu understand what Taoist Yang said?

Thousands of years ago, if he invited the Lion God King to fight, he might be willing to die. But now, if he fights with all his strength, even the Lion God King and the Taoist Taoist of Tianzong will be afraid of him.

only……

"If we had tried our best to invite a war a thousand years ago, then maybe the thin line between life and death would have turned into ten deaths and no life."

Yang Yu didn't want to talk about this matter, and he was doing two things. While chasing the Lion God King, he asked about the stone monkey.

"The monkey himself doesn't know, so what can a poor man know?"

Taoist Yang sighed, worry flashed in his eyes:

"It seems that it's not just Pindao who has returned. Is that monkey also trying to get involved?

If so, then..."


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