Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 22 Yu Fei
"Bragging?" Jian Fengyun glanced at Wang Jing who was curling his lips aside.

"Why, you are not happy when I say you are bragging. The King of Dongyang County is one of the twelve kings of the Tianyang Dynasty. He is a person who fought against the Emperor of Tianyang in the past. You are a junior. , I want something, but he can't give it to you?"

Wang Jing was a little embarrassed by Jian Fengyun's look, so she simply raised her head, met Jian Fengyun's gaze, and spoke outrightly.

"Emperor Tianyang?" Jian Fengyun ignored Wang Jing's words, but frowned, as if thinking of something.

When he became the great emperor, he had raised four disciples. Until he left to cross the catastrophe, those four were already in the realm of sage kings. Buchun, the sage of all soldiers——Chu Feng, the sage of the divine array——Yangyun, these four sages already had the title of Fengyun Chunqiu, Wanyu Wushuang' at that time.

At that time, the sage of the Divine Formation——Yang Yun, mentioned to him when he was leaving that he accepted a prince from a small dynasty in Qingyun Region as a named disciple.

If I remember correctly, the prince's name mentioned by Yang Yun at that time should be Tianyang Xuanyuan.

"Why are you in a daze, can't you hear what Miss Ben is talking to you?" Wang Jing's somewhat savage voice suddenly rang in Jian Fengyun's ear.

"The name of Emperor Tianyang, but Xuanyuan?" Jian Fengyun skipped over Wang Jing, and directly asked the old man beside him.

As soon as Jian Fengyun's words fell, Wang Jing's pretty face was filled with anger, and she looked at Jian Fengyun with hatred in her beautiful eyes.

She Wang Jing, one of the most beautiful women in Bei'an City, has never been ignored like this before.

Ever since he rescued Wang Chuyuan, he has been ignoring himself, as if in his eyes, his appearance is the same as that of ordinary people and cannot attract his attention at all.

"How do you know that Emperor Tianyang's name is Xuanyuan?" Yao Shisan was puzzled when he heard Jian Fengyun's words, "Emperor Xuanyuan inherited the Datong 3000 years ago, and practiced Taoism for 2000 years. Qingyu, 500 years ago, Qingyu was ruled, Zhou Guo surrendered, how do you know the name of the emperor 3000 years ago?"

"Oh, I just saw it in a classic by accident!" Jian Fengyun made an excuse at will.

But my heart was a little turbulent. I didn't expect that the Tianyang Dynasty turned out to be the territory of my disciple and grandson. It seemed that I had been asleep for 3000 years, and many things had changed.

"Oh, the little brother is really knowledgeable!" Yao Shisan clapped his hands slightly and said in surprise.

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you, this time, I want to ask you for some elixir, and I will borrow your alchemy room by the way." Jian Fengyun said slowly.

"I don't know what elixir my little brother wants?" Yao Shisan asked.

"Yuangu fruit, exquisite jade bone root, colorful mysterious flower, demon crystal of Tianyang tiger." Jian Fengyun calmly reported the name of the medicine.

"Boy, you are a lion!" Wang Jing on the side bared her canine teeth, and stared at Jian Fengyun angrily with her autumn eyes.

"Don't be rude!" Yao Shisan on the side suddenly said, reprimanded Wang Jing, then turned around, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and said to Jian Fengyun: "Little brother, forgive me for talking too much, but you want these spiritual materials. For what?"

"Prepare the Spirit Evolving Liquid, I have a maid who needs the Spirit Evolving Liquid!" Jian Fengyun said calmly.

"Spirit-derived medicinal liquid! But according to the legend, it can generate spirits..." Yao Shisan's eyes widened when he heard that, and his old eyes were full of disbelief.

Before Yao Shisan could finish his trembling words, Jian Fengyun interrupted directly.

"That's right, it's the spirit-derived medicinal liquid that can generate spirit roots!" Jian Fengyun responded lightly.

Yao Shisan looked at Jian Fengyun with an extremely eager gaze, and said, "Then how sure is the little brother about the preparation of this Yanling medicinal liquid?"

Spirit-derived medicinal liquid can generate spiritual roots, and its configuration is something that countless alchemists dream of, so hearing Jian Fengyun's words today, I couldn't help but get excited!
Wang Jing also has beautiful eyes, and she is also a pharmacist. This spirit-derived liquid is well-known in the world of pharmacists. It can be used to derive the most suitable spiritual roots for exercises. This liquid is a well-deserved treasure, but Later, for some unknown reason, the prescription of this liquid medicine was not disclosed, so this spirit-derived liquid medicine became a thought of everyone.

However, Jian Fengyun in front of him actually said that he knew the method of configuration and only asked for spiritual materials.

Jian Fengyun, Jian Fengyun, it seems that you can solve my blood problem, it is not accidental, what kind of person are you?

She became more and more curious about Jian Fengyun, the treasure of the alchemist world, does this kid really have it?
"[-]% sure, just gather all the spiritual materials, and I will configure them myself!" Jian Fengyun said lightly.

Between the words, there is a convincing force.

Yao Shisan looked at Jian Fengyun's aura, and was taken aback for a moment, then turned back to his senses, his eyes were like a torch.

"Okay, since the little brother has said so, I will help the little brother, but I don't have the last kind of demon crystal of the Tianyang Tiger in stock here!"

"Haha, you old man doesn't have one, but my family does!"

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded.

At the door, stood a fat and sturdy young man, holding a folding fan in his hand, standing proudly.

"Xiao Yuan, why are you here if you don't stay downstairs? Did you just enter the master's alchemy room?" Wang Jing frowned when she saw him.

"Hey, I don't know how many times I broke into this old man's alchemy room since I was a child. It's okay, but this time I don't count as breaking into it. It's the young master's maid who has some problems, so I'll come up and report!"

On Wang Chuyuan's fat and oily face, there was a charming smile, and he cupped his hands.

"What's the problem?" Jian Fengyun frowned instantly.

"It's Yu Fei, the second son of the Yu family, who has taken a fancy to your maid and wants to take her away!"

"Looking for death!" Jian Fengyun's eyes turned cold when he heard it, and the next moment his figure flashed and disappeared into the room.

At the corner of the door of Yaoling Building, a young man in brocade clothes led four guards around him and surrounded a young girl in the corner.

"Little lady, you were born with a water spirit. Although you haven't grown up yet, you have caught my young master's eyes. I think you have followed me. You will never be able to enjoy the glory and wealth in this lifetime!"

"No, Xue'er doesn't like you!" The girl was holding a wooden sword in her hand, but her body was flustered.

"Hehe, don't want it?" The young man in brocade clothes grinned evilly, "You can't say that!"

"Don't come over here, my young master is very powerful, you will be beaten by the young master if you come here soon!" The girl was forced to the corner and said through her teeth.

Hearing this, the young man in brocade clothes burst out laughing, a look of disdain appeared on his wine-filled face.

"Hahaha, who is your young master? I don't even ask about Yu Fei in Bei'an City. I think he will give you to me right away!"

(End of this chapter)