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The six celestial altars outside the nameless island are a mysterious restriction that continuously supplies spiritual energy.

This mysterious restriction is the key to the ineffectiveness of King Jiexu's messenger spirit treasure.

Ji Xia was worried that the ordinary prohibition would be torn apart by the aftermath of the battle, and would be ignored by King Jiexu's communication methods.

So I deliberately chose this one of the seven forbidden spirits.

Invisibly, everything in this nameless island was completely locked.

Now the battle is over.

They received a voice transmission from Bai Qi's spiritual sense and immediately came to Shangyue.

When they stepped into this dilapidated area.

But I saw more than a hundred thousand monks, all sitting cross-legged on a green lotus in the void.

A snow-clothed swordsman drew his long sword.

A strong revived sword energy diffused from the long sword, sweeping across.

The injuries of these human monks improved a lot immediately.

In front of Ji Xia, a burly man with two axes and a man in green shirt with a pen were saluting to Ji Xia.

Immediately, the magic pen moved slightly in the hand of the man in green shirt.

A superb picture is born from the void.

A magnificent palace is depicted on it, which is not spectacular.

The next moment, the picture scroll grew bigger against the wind and merged into the void, and the magnificent palace on the picture scroll gradually became real and was shining brightly.

After finishing all this, Li Bai, Cheng Yaojin, and Wu Daozi saluted Ji Xia again.

Li Bai also patrolled around, looked at Ji Xia encouragingly with deep eyes.

Then, the three Immortal Tang gods slowly dissipated into the void.

A look of pity flashed in Ji Xia's eyes.

"I don't know if the gods and men summoned by the Zhaohuang Qiongling are fixed, and the three of them can be summoned next time?"

The Xiantang Chaohuang Qiongling, summoning the Xiantang gods, can only exist for one hour, and can only be summoned once a year.

This made Ji Xia brood.

"I don't know how many spiritual veins and how much time it takes for the Xuanjie gourd to evolve into the fairy Tangzhao Huangqiongling."

Ji Xia thought in his heart: "It would be great if I could summon God-man forever."

He thought for a while, and the spirit pupils in his eyes slowly moved again.

Under the light of his spiritual eyes, countless scenes here entered his eyes.

After a long time.

Ji Xia frowned tightly.

There is no body aura of Shi Yang, nor his soul aura!

He looked at Yang Ren, and his consciousness swept over him.

Yang Ren immediately understood, he opened his divine eyes, and the golden core divine eyes opened, sweeping across the void, the earth, and the ocean.

After a long time, he also frowned, and shook his head slightly at Ji Xia.

Jiang Xianyue Zun, who was originally meditating to heal his injuries, probably sensed Ji Xia's worried expression with his spiritual sense.

He withdrew from the cultivation state, bowed to Ji Xia, and asked, "I don't know why the lord hurts God?"

Ji Xia asked: "Yue Zun, I want to find out the whereabouts of a person from you."

Jiang Xianyue respectfully lowered his head, then raised his head and asked, "The principal question you are asking is Shi Yang's whereabouts?"

Ji Xia was not too surprised.

Jiang Xian was able to guess so easily who he was going to ask, but there was nothing surprising about it.

The upper mountain of Liuyan has been closed for thousands of years, and in recent hundreds of years, that is, within hundreds of years, Shi Yang may be the only outsider who has had contact with Liuyan.

It's not hard to guess.

Ji Xia nodded: "Shi Yang is my subordinate. I learned from his letters that he was bitten off by Emperor Jue Wu. And because of some origins, I also guessed that Shi Yang did not die. But I was on the mountain, but I never noticed his aura, I wonder if Yue Zun knew about it?"

Ji Xia whispered, but the hearing of many Shangyue monks here is so keen.

"Master Shiyang is a fellow clan of the Huangwu Secret Realm, so this mysterious lord, these mysterious lords, all come from Huangwu?"

"That's right, with so many powerful abysses, ordinary Shangyue can't gather at all. Only Shangyue located on the upper level and the secret realm can have such a deep foundation."

"We owe the favor of Huangwu Secret Realm again!"

Many Liuyan monks whispered.

Even Yue Zun and Jiang Chu behind him looked at each other.

Jiang Chu couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart: "My lord, are you from the Huangwu secret realm?"

Ji Xia shook her head: "We never came from Huangwu Secret Realm, Shi Yang and I have another origin."

"Hasn't come from the Huangwu Secret Realm?"

Jiang Xianyue Zun and Jiang Chu were very puzzled.

The Huangwu Secret Realm had insight into the secret that the Juesheng Empire was about to invade Liuyan Shangyue, so it secretly sent Shi Yang to Baiyu to report the news.

Apart from the Huangwu Secret Realm, who else would know that Liuyan Shangyue suffered such a catastrophe?

Ji Xia said it unclearly, Jiang Xianyue respected it after thinking about it, and didn't ask too many questions.

The reason is that the human race is in a difficult situation in the boundless wilderness.

When you need to be cautious, you must be cautious, so that you can ensure the long-term existence of the hidden place you are in.

But facing the benefactor who saved his life, he was also of the same race with the same blood.

Jiang Xian didn't intend to hide from Ji Xia.