Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 232 Ancient Funeral
Bei'an City, Sword Family
"Young Master Yun, the people from the Xiaoxiang Sect have left." Huang Wu stood beside Jian Fengyun, respectfully.

Jian Fengyun glanced at Huang Wu, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "How is the preparation for the ceremony in the small world?"

"The sword family members have built an altar, and the underground palace has been built according to your instructions, but no one knows about the funeral!" Huang Wu said with a slight sideways glance.

"I will carry out the funeral method. You have done a good job along the way. After the funeral, follow me to the Soul Pill Spirit Pond. The medicinal power of the Soul Pill Spirit Pond is enough to restore your eyesight and recuperate the accumulated injuries in your body!" Fengyun said lightly.

Restore eyes and pupils!

Hearing these four words, Huang Wu's body trembled violently. His eyes were destroyed by Jian Fengyun back then, and it was the adult's warning to him. Afterwards, he had sought medical treatment from countless heavenly alchemists, and even asked to see several None of the imperial pharmacists above the heaven rank could help him recover his eyesight. As time passed, his desire for recovery of eyesight also died.

Now that his eyesight was restored again, his heart suddenly fluctuated again, an unprecedented fluctuation, because this time the person who said to help him restore his eyesight was the number one medicine god in Wanyu in his previous life, and even the person who destroyed his eyes.

"Here, there is really an eye-catching medicine technique in this world?" Huang Wu trembled excitedly. For thousands of years, from the beginning of hope to despair, now hope is rising again.

Huang Wu was so excited that he immediately knelt down facing Jian Fengyun.

"Thank you, Young Master Yun!"

"Get up, follow me, I will not treat you badly." Jian Fengyun swept his eyes lightly, and said calmly.

"Let's go, the Goddess's copper coffin was buried earlier. The Dharma-ending Land is extremely dangerous. There are no strong men above the Spirit King Realm to protect the way. Although there are winds and fires, we still have to go there earlier to make some preparations."

Jian Fengyun cast his eyes into the distance, and said thoughtfully.

"Yes!" Huang Wu responded respectfully.

swordsman, small world
The small world is full of aura, and the Jian family members have planted many elixir here, and the elixir absorbs aura to make the small world even more immortal.

However, in this small fairy world, there is an underground palace built on the west side, which is made of bronze and carved with mysterious runes. Outside the underground palace is a strange altar, which is made of large monster bones Sculpted, a weird formation centered on the altar, surrounding the entire underground palace, forming a closed space.

"Brother, what is the use of these runes you asked me to engrave, why can't I understand any of them?"

"That's right, Boss, you asked me to arrange this formation. I tried hundreds of ways but couldn't activate it. What kind of formation is this?"

Yuan Feng and Wang Chuyuan stood beside Jian Fengyun in doubt, and asked in doubt.

Two pairs of puzzled eyes looked at Jian Fengyun, and then looked at the underground palace in front of one side, which was full of weirdness. Standing on the altar, they actually felt a little bit of bleakness.

"This is the funeral of the ancient barbarians in ancient times," Jian Fengyun explained slightly, then looked sideways, and asked, "Have the members of the Jian family been dismissed?"

"They were all dismissed yesterday, but is it necessary to bury the copper coffin so carefully?" Wang Chuyuan responded and asked immediately.

"It is not an ordinary copper coffin. Throughout the ages to the present, the fall of many great emperors and ancient sages is related to this copper coffin. It must not be underestimated!" Jian Fengyun said with deep eyes.

"Oh!" Wang Chuyuan and the two responded slightly, and they arrived immediately.

"Is the thing I told you to prepare ready?" Jian Fengyun stared slightly and asked.

"Ready, blood coagulation branch, ghost smile flower, Sanxuan Corpse" Wang Chuyuan took out a storage ring and immediately handed it over.

Jian Fengyun took out the storage ring, penetrated into it with spiritual power, and immediately knew what was inside the storage ring.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of evil-looking things flew out of the storage ring, turning into dozens of evil lights in the air.

In Jian Fengyun's hand, he typed out the spells one by one, and the sky was filled with runes in an instant, mysterious and extraordinary, extremely strange.

The dozens of evil objects followed the formulas in the air instantly, and fell around the altar, placed in a strange orientation.

When the last spell fell, a gust of dark wind blew up above the altar, and dozens of evil objects suddenly shone with evil light. With the altar as the center, arrays of patterns suddenly lit up, and the arrays of light turned into illusions, forming a cloud that covered the sky and the sun. of mist.

In the blink of an eye, the radiance of the warm aura disappeared, and it turned into gusts of wind blowing, the glint of the shadows, making the scalp numb unbearably.

In the mist and mist, above the bronze underground palace, strange runes shone with light, reflecting each other, as if they were welcoming something.

"Boss, it's scary!"

Looking at the quiet wind around, Wang Chuyuan couldn't help getting goosebumps on his body, his bloated body shrank slightly, and his two eyeballs looked around vigilantly.

Compared to Wang Chuyuan, who was naturally afraid of ghosts, Yuan Feng was a bit more novel. He glanced around, and his eyes immediately stopped on the altar under his feet, and said in amazement: "Second brother, look at your feet, this altar is shining!"

Wang Chuyuan slowly cast his gaze down to his feet, this glance almost scared him to jump off the altar, only to see the forehead altar carved from the bones of monster beasts, emitting countless dim lights at this moment, just like ghosts.

"Remember, no matter what you see, don't act rashly!" Jian Fengyun looked around solemnly, and hurriedly told him sideways.

After the words fell, Jian Fengyun clasped his hands together, murmured something, and said: "The soul of Jiuyou, the god of reincarnation, the three sacrificers, with blood as their accumulation"

After spit out a sentence of mysterious words like scriptures, Jian Fengyun and the three of them emitted an incomparably bright light, like three rounds of sun and moon in this faint formation.

Wang Chuyuan approached Yuanfeng unconsciously, looking around vigilantly.

"Second brother, you are so afraid of ghosts, if Miss Wang Yu is surrounded by ghosts in the future, wouldn't you dare to save her!" Yuan Feng couldn't help joking when he saw the strange Wang Chuyuan.

"Who said I'm afraid of ghosts? I'm just vigilant, yes, I'm just vigilant!" Wang Chuyuan said firmly.

"Really, second brother, look, there are ghosts there!" Yuan Feng smiled slyly, and then said to Feng, pretending to be surprised.

"Ghost, where is there a ghost?" Wang Chuyuan couldn't help but grasp Yuanfeng's arm, his eyes swept around vigilantly.

Seeing the tranquility all around, Wang Chuyuan saw Yuan Feng who was snickering beside him.

"You still say you're not afraid of ghosts?" Yuan Feng laughed.

"Well, Yuanfeng, you are so courageous that you dare to tease your second brother!" Wang Chuyuan was furious, and he stretched out his hand to hit him.

Right at this moment, the smile on Yuan Feng's face suddenly faded, and his eyes uttered, horrified.

"Second, second brother, there is really a ghost!"

"Hmph, I still want to lie." Wang Chuyuan snorted softly and turned around subconsciously.

(End of this chapter)