Chapter 1630 Huaixin Pavilion

"Then... is Xiaoliu back?" After hearing this, Zi Ming started to prepare to leave, but as soon as he took a step forward, he asked casually.

"Master Ziyan hasn't come back yet! And the younger one hasn't received any information..." Soul Master quickly replied.

"Okay!" Zi Ming nodded, with a trace of hesitation on his face. He turned to look at Xiao Hua and others, seeming to be thinking about something.

Seeing Zi Ming's expression, Xiao Hua woke up and hurriedly sent a message: "Midnight, the old wizard is not here. Now Tuzhai Jiman is the most respected person. Let's wait... let's avoid her edge first, right?"

Zi Ming smiled bitterly, shook his head slightly, and did not answer Xiao Hua, but ordered the soul warrior, "Go and tell Ji Man, tell him about my return, and see if I can meet the distinguished guests in the welcome hall!"

"Yes, I understand, little one!" The soul warrior did not dare to neglect and moved forward.

Seeing that the soul warrior had gone far away, Xiao Hua whispered again: "It seems that the hundreds of soul warriors led by Ziyan have not come back yet. Presumably, that guy brought the divine guards and soul warriors under the pretense of killing Han Bao. I don’t know if Ji Man knows that Zi Yan’s target is you! Moreover, those soul warriors have seen me and others, and they have also seen Han Ba. Now there is only Ji Man in this witch village, without the protection of the old witch. ,I wait……"

Ziming thought for a while and smiled bitterly: "As far as Xiaosheng knows, Mr. Wu has never left Houtuzhai. Who knows why he went out this time! Since Xiaosheng has returned to Houtuzhai, there is no way he will not go in. What's the truth? As for whether Ji Man knows Zi Yan's purpose, Xiaosheng can't tell yet. After all, Ji Man has been pretty good to us since we were young! She didn't even ask for this soul-falling lamp in a hurry, and she didn't get it. Xiaosheng cannot judge when the devil is remembering!"

Then, Ziming looked at the Zhumen on the gentle slope and said word by word: "Xiaosheng can only gamble now! After the gambling, Xiaoliu was taken away by the devil, and Ji Man did not enter the palace with my Mengshan Soul Technique." urn!"

"Okay!" Xiao Hua nodded, "Actually, it's not that easy for the demon to seize the body..."

"Oh, I have to drag fellow Daoist Xiao to test the depth again!" Zi Ming, who had led Xiao Hua and others to the Zhumen, said quietly.

Xiao Hua looked up and saw that the Zhumen was several feet in size. It's very majestic. It's just pure red and looks very flat. However, this red is extremely weird. When you glance at it, you feel like your whole body is being sucked into it! Around the Zhumen. There are some buildings of the same color, and some weird runes are drawn on these buildings. In addition to the runes scattered all over, there are also some fist-sized patterns. You have to look carefully to see them clearly. This fist-sized pattern actually contains some extremely complex and minute stories. In these stories, there are natives, soul warriors, weird soul beasts, and the image of a radiant god.

Taking his eyes back from these places, Xiao Hua stopped slightly and said with a smile: "Wherever there is water, try the depth.

Otherwise, you will never be able to walk through this water! Junior Brother Xiao, you... are the protagonist today, Xiao will be ranked behind Senior Brother Li! "

"Haha, okay! Brother!" Xiao Mao was accustomed to walking behind Li Zongbao and others. After hearing this, he walked a few steps quickly and came to behind Zi Ming, and Li Zongbao also strode over without saying much.

"Oh. I never thought that this step is so difficult! No one knows whether this step will lead to life or death!" After Ziming sighed, his voice was very heavy. He raised his foot and stepped over the knee-high High vermilion threshold.

"If you step forward, the sea and the sky will be brighter!" Xiao Mao said meaningfully behind Zi Ming.

"Not necessarily?" Ziming had already entered the Zhumen and looked at another huge square behind the Zhumen. He said, "We have come a long way, but who knows whether we are facing a calm sea? Or a sea with rough waves?"

Xiao Hua was quite sad when he heard it from behind, wasn't he? Previously, Zi Ming only wanted to light up the soul-falling lantern, fight for his position as Ji Man, and find a chance to resurrect Zi Ye, but now, Zi Yan's action has torn apart the family relationship between them, and only then did Zi Yan Ming saw that the peaceful Houtu Village, in addition to the drastic changes in Million Mengshan, also faced the test of family ties and the cruelty of power.

Maybe Zi Yan is no longer the Zi Yan he used to be, but what about family ties? Is it still the same family relationship as before?

Walking through the square and passing through several palaces, Xiao Hua felt as if he had returned to the Royal Thunder Sect. In fact, the elegance and splendor of these palaces and pavilions were far beyond what the Eight Thunder Palaces of the Royal Thunder Sect could compare with. Looking at Li Zongbao again, he also had a look of astonishment on his face. Yes, this is just Houtu Village. The momentum of this palace alone can overwhelm the Bliss Sect and Yu Lei Sect. These millions of mountains... tsk tsk, It’s really “uncivilized”! ! !

Seeing a splendid palace in front, with some soul warriors patrolling in front of the door, Zi Ming pointed his hand and said: "In front is the welcoming hall of our Houtu Village. Whenever there are distinguished guests coming, Wu Lao and Ji Man will be there." Treat guests in this hall! Young Master Xiao is a descendant of the Great God Shebi, and can even win the loyalty of Han Ban. From now on, he will be a famous shaman in Mengshan, and he deserves to open a welcoming hall in our back village!"

"Thank you Ziming!" A smile appeared on Xiao Mao's face.

However, when Zi Ming brought Xiao Mao to the main hall, the vermilion door did not open wide. Instead, the spirit warrior who had previously sent the message stood there a little embarrassed, bowed and said: "Miss Ji Man, please Young Master Xiao is going to Huai Xin Pavilion! She will meet Young Master Xiao there.”

"Huaixin Pavilion?" Ziming was stunned, with a hint of displeasure on his face.

"If nothing happens, miss, I will go out on patrol~" The soul warrior hurriedly excused himself.

"Go ahead~" Zi Ming waved his hand and ordered calmly.

After the spirit warrior left, Zi Ming smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao, I have said too much!"

"It doesn't matter, it can go anywhere. Now that Xiao has a bad reputation, he has met an elder when he saw Ji Man. Xiao has no idea!" Xiao Mao hurriedly comforted him.

"Okay!" Zi Ming bit his lip slightly and said, "The Huaixin Pavilion is the place used by Ji Man to receive Ji Man, a subordinate of Hou Tu Village, Wu Village. What Ji Man did seems to be..."

"You'll know when you get there!" Xiao Mao felt a little unhappy, but he couldn't say anything.

Sure enough, the Huaixin Pavilion was indeed much smaller than the Yingbin Hall. It was just a two-story pavilion against the mountain, and there were thick trees exposed under the pavilion, and there was no proper water flow. It looked a bit crude.

Walking along the winding corridor in front of Huaixin Pavilion to the front of the small building, several maids with slightly darker skin bowed and saluted, while Ziming and others straightened their clothes and went downstairs under the leadership of the maids.

But I saw that this was an exquisite room of more than ten feet in size, with some animal skins on the walls, some strange decorations, and some calligraphy and paintings!

"Silk~" As Li Zongbao entered the pavilion, his eyes fell on these calligraphy and paintings, and he took a breath of cold air. There was nothing more than animal skins and decorations, they all carried the atmosphere of millions of mountains, but these calligraphy and paintings There are all traces of armor inscriptions on them, and none of them are green seal inscriptions!

"Confucianism cultivator?" Thinking about the strange scenery he saw outside Houtu Village, Xiao Hua suddenly understood that in Houtu Village, there were not only soul cultivators, but also Confucianism cultivators.

"Oh, it's a mess, it's a mess!" Xiao Hua sighed and looked away, really wanting to look up at the top of the room...

"Ziming, you're back? How's the harvest?" A kind voice came from above, and Xiao Hua's eyes fell on that place.

Sitting at the top of the room was an old woman with snow-white hair. This old woman was quite tall. Although she was sitting cross-legged on the ground, she looked as tall as an ordinary person. There are not many wrinkles on the old woman's face, and there is a light luster. She looks similar to a middle-aged woman, but the luster is a little darker. Combined with the old woman's skin color, which is not white, it is somewhat similar to the black clothes on the old woman. .

However, the old woman's face was very kind, and coupled with this kind voice, people immediately felt amiable.

Xiao Hua glanced at Ji Man, his heart thumped, and he immediately felt alert. Yes, although Xiao Hua did not use his spiritual sense to visit, he even knew that his magic might not be able to tell the depth of Ji Man's cultivation. This Ji Man just sat there quietly, no different from an ordinary old woman. She did not have the ethereal figure of a Taoist master, nor did she have the immeasurable feeling of aura flickering. However, just this kind of real existence gave Xiao Hua a feeling of a mountain standing still in his eyes. This is just a feeling, an inexplicable reason.

This is the first master that Xiao Hua has met since he entered Million Meng Mountain. Xiao Hua has a feeling of powerlessness in his heart. It seems that even if he wants to fight this Ji Man, he doesn't know how. It’s better to take action.

Xiao Hua just glanced at it and immediately lowered his head. Today's protagonist is Xiao Mao after all.

"Congratulations to Ji Man!" Zi Ming did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to salute, "My child will gain a lot from going out this time!"

"Oh?" The old woman raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Could it be that you are confident about lighting the soul-destroying lamp?"

"That's right!" Zi Ming said with a smile, "The child has acquired a secret skill, and now he is sure to light up the soul-destroying lamp!"

"Oh, is there such a secret technique in this world? Can it actually light up the soul-falling lamp?" The old woman said with a smile, "This is really an eye-opener for me!"

Zi Ming bit his lip slightly, thought for a moment, and bowed: "I'm going to tell Ji Man, my child... I hid something from Ji Man before. The soul-falling lamp... is actually damaged. This time my child is going to the Soul Refining Cave, please." Master Keqin took action and repaired the Soul-Destroying Lamp!"

The old woman's expression did not change at all, and she still smiled and said: "Keqin finally took action? What a pity... This is the third time he has repaired the soul treasure. I am afraid he has returned to the embrace of the great god Houtu, right?"

Ziming's eyes flashed and he said word by word: "Master Keqin has returned to the embrace of the Great God Houtu, but his compassion for our people in Mengshan moved the Great God Houtu. Just when the Great God Houtu was offering sacrifices to the night , took him into his arms!"

"Oh?" The old woman raised her brows, clasped her hands together, and said to the sky, "Thank you to the great god Hou Tu. It was indeed the great god who opened his eyes and gave Keqin a good ending!" (To be continued. If you like this work, he opened his eyes! , you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to read).