Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1
Behind Bei'an City, looking at the cliff
The snow was falling, the vegetation was withered, and the thick snow was spread on the cliff. A dry old tree trunk was rooted on the edge of the cliff. The cold wind was blowing, and there was a nameless and sad atmosphere.

The young man in white was sitting on the edge of the cliff, looking straight at the opposite side of the Heishui River. The northern barbarian land shrouded in black mist seemed to have a fatal attraction for him.
For 15 years like a day, he came here to look at the cliff every day to look at the desperate land.

"Master, Xue'er will accompany you!"

A small maid sat beside the boy, holding his hand, her little face was flushed with cold, but she didn't let go, as if the soulless boy beside her was everything to her.

Jian Fengyun, does he really have no soul?

Yes, really not!
No one knew that he was just a body waiting for his soul to return. From the moment he came into the world, he had no soul, only a faint but persistent incomplete consciousness was controlling him.

However, today he was suddenly abnormal. Just as Jian Xueer held his hand, he stood up abruptly, and a deep and sharp light burst out from his eyes.

Jian Xue'er was taken aback by Jian Fengyun's sudden action, but when she came back to her senses, Jian Fengyun stopped still.

Lifting his little head, he happened to see Jian Fengyun's strange eyes.

That gaze seemed to pass through endless years, span thousands of eras, witness countless ups and downs, and shoot into the depths of Beiman.

boom!
A flash of lightning suddenly illuminated the gloomy Forbidden Land of the North Man, and in an instant, an unyielding will soared into the sky from the depths of the North Man.

There was a strong wind, clouds rolled thousands of miles above the sky, white snow fluttered, and countless thunderbolts exploded in the depths of Beiman.

Looking at the cliff, Jian Fengyun suddenly moved, broke away from Jian Xueer's hand, jumped forward and jumped off the cliff.

Beneath the thousand-foot cliff is a pitch-black forest of strange trees, eerie and gloomy, exuding a dangerous aura.

When Jian Xueer reacted, Jian Fengyun had already jumped down.

"Master!"

Jian Xue'er exclaimed, and followed Jian Fengyun without any hesitation, and jumped down.

The icy cold wind violently hit her side, jumping off the cliff of Baizhang, even ordinary warriors couldn't bear it, let alone Jian Xueer, a mortal, just fell half of her body, and her consciousness could no longer hold on to a coma past.

She did not see that a black light shot into the body of the young master who fell earlier than him. The thin figure in white jumped up to catch her body by borrowing strength from the cliff, and stepped on the air out of thin air to buffer her body. After a moment, the body landed firmly on the ground.

After Jian Fengyun landed magnificently, a gleam of light suddenly shot out from the depths of his eyes.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that, those scumbag emperors, this emperor is not dead yet, ahaha"

Suddenly, an arrogant and unruly laughter roared from his throat, but when he saw the falling snow around him, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Stretching out his hand tremblingly, feeling the bleakness in the white snow, the youth's clear eyes were full of inconceivable depths.

"How come? How come." Ren Baixue fell, but Jian Fengyun's eyes turned red.

Yes, he was reborn, but it was not a coincidence, but someone had already paid the price for his rebirth!
Jian Fengyun made a trembling voice: "Ling'er, you."

The slender palm caressed Luoxue in the palm of her hand, as gently as if she was stroking her lover's cheek.

At this moment, he finally understood why his personal maid——Dongfang Ling'er hadn't arrived when he was besieged by the emperors of the ten directions in his previous life.

"My lord, you said that my technique can cultivate a powerful forbidden technique, what is it called?"

"Xueji Nirvana, using the soul as the medium and the body as a sacrifice, cites the power of the demons under the Nine Netherworld to lead a fallen soul to the soulless person in the world to be reborn, but this move is against the sky. Alright, the soul of the caster will be punished by heaven!"

"My lord, then teach me!"

"I"

"My lord, just teach me!"

In the past, Linger's elf-like face floated into Jian Fengyun's mind again, but in a blink of an eye, he could only see the falling snow above the sky, and when the snowflakes fell, Jian Fengyun would not admit the aura that was exclusive to Linger.

In his previous life, he was the strongest in the Ten Thousand Realms—Emperor Fengyun, who is proficient in the three unique skills of alchemy, weapon, and talisman, and he has cultivated to the perfection of the gods in his swordsmanship.

In the 6000-year calendar of Emperor Shenwu, he relied on the way of the sword to prove the position of a god, but when he was crossing the catastrophe of the gods, he was besieged by the ten emperors of Wanyu, and he had to use all his strength to beat the ten emperors to death. He was seriously injured, but because of exhaustion, he died under the calamity of his own god, and his soul fell into a deep sleep.

After a long time, Jian Fengyun came back to his senses and glanced at the depths of Beiman.

Is it the place where the emperor's body fell?

Hehe, Shifang Emperor, you never imagined that this emperor is back again, and when my cultivation level recovers, I will use your dog's head to pay homage to the dead me.

A cold look flashed across Jian Fengyun's eyes.

Then he calmed down, and began to explore the memory of this body itself. Since he was reborn on his body, before he regained his strength in the previous life, it would be better to live with this identity, which would avoid many troubles.

Born with a flawed soul and no spiritual roots, his body is no different from ordinary people. Before his father disappeared, he was bullied a lot because of his unconscious soul. There is a maid who has always cared about him——Jian Xueer.

"Xue'er!" Jian Fengyun murmured, looking at the delicate and lovely girl in his arms.

Recalling the remaining memories of this body, bits and pieces about her, the softest part of Jian Fengyun's heart seemed to be touched.

Once upon a time, before he became a great emperor, he was just a poor wandering boy, because he distributed the little food in his hands to the hungry little girl with dizzy eyes in the slums. Since then, there has been a man who has been following him The girl who encouraged him, helped him, and accompanied him until he became a famous emperor in the world, she still followed him silently, and even when he died, she tried her best to help him.

Heaven's punishment, hey!I don't know what happened to that girl!

Jian Fengyun sighed slightly in his heart, and subconsciously hugged the girl in his arms tightly.

However, just when his finger touched Jian Xueer's, Jian Fengyun's heart throbbed violently.

"Linger!" Jian Fengyun exclaimed, and subconsciously clenched Jian Xueer's little white hand.

At this moment, his feeling was even deeper.

When the warrior's soul is strong enough to a certain level, a mysterious spiritual sense will be derived. This kind of spiritual perception is very powerful, even stronger than ordinary warriors directly using the soul to perceive.

Although Jian Fengyun was just a ray of rebirth of the emperor's soul, the spiritual sense that belonged to the emperor is still there.

Grasping Jian Xue'er's hand, he could clearly perceive everything in her body, including that white and flawless soul that was no different from Ling'er.

A white soul symbolizes holiness, and Jian Xueer's body is the body of a holy soul.

The body of the holy soul is one of the best soul physiques in the world. If you stay beside the body of the holy soul for a long time, the injuries on the soul will be controlled.

This is also one of the reasons why Jian Fengyun can live for so many years.

The most important thing is that Ling'er in the previous life is also the body of the holy soul.

"It's Ling'er, it's Ling'er!" Jian Fengyun looked at the person in his arms affirmatively, feeling uneasy for a long time.

In the original memory of this body, this Jian Xue'er was the maid that her father arranged for her since she was a child, and she didn't look a little spiritual.

Until she grew bigger and bigger, Jian Xueer got closer to him as a young master.

"It must be the power of heaven's punishment that caused Ling'er to be reincarnated!" Jian Fengyun already had the answer in his heart.

"Master!"

Jian Xueer who was in a coma suddenly exclaimed, woke up, and saw Jian Fengyun looking directly at her.

"Master, you are fine, woo woo scared Xue'er to death!"

The next moment, the girl whimpered and wrapped her arms around Jian Fengyun's neck, clinging to Jian Fengyun's chest, crying like pear blossoms with rain.

Jian Fengyun looked at Xue'er who was crying sadly on her chest, and couldn't help feeling a pity in her heart, just like comforting Ling'er in the previous life, she stretched out her hand and gently rubbed her little head, "It's okay, don't worry, young master can It's not that easy to get into trouble!"

"Master, you." Suddenly, Jian Xueer reacted suddenly, raised her little head, and a look of astonishment shot out of her beautiful autumn eyes.

She knew best about her own young master, who was born with a lack of soul, so he could be said to be a vegetable, but now he suddenly spoke, and his expression and movements were still natural, which was simply unbelievable.

Seeing Jian Xueer's surprised expression, Jian Fengyun smiled lightly, and said softly: "Well, the young master has recovered. From today on, the young master is a normal person!"

Jian Fengyun looked at Xue'er's astonished appearance, thought for a while and decided not to tell her that she was Ling'er's reincarnation.

"Let's go home!" Jian Fengyun said softly to Jian Xueer, and then turned his gaze to the front of the dark forest.

"En!" Jian Xueer followed her young master, still shocked in her heart.

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