Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 33

"This is."

Jian Fengyun looked suspiciously at the golden light around him, which was strange but somewhat familiar.

Soul sea!

As soon as Jian Fengyun lowered his head, he found that he had turned into a small cluster of candle-like golden flames, burning blazingly, and instantly knew the environment he was in.

The soul sea is a space that comes with the warrior's body, but this space is tied to the soul and is not controlled by the body.

The soul sea is also a place to accommodate soul power and soul consciousness, which is very important for warriors.

The golden flame in this sea of ​​souls is his reincarnated soul, although there is only one ray, it also illuminates the entire sea of ​​souls.

"I didn't expect that I was seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep of soul!"

Jian Fengyun muttered to himself.

"Forget it, it's okay, although this spirit breath is good, but the realm of soul power is the best of the yellow rank, it's time to improve!"

Turning his mind, a scripture emerged in Jian Fengyun's consciousness.

"The Great Soul Sutra, refine the soul and swallow the soul, condense the immortal soul."

"Great Soul Sutra" is the strongest soul-refining technique recorded in Tai Shi Dao Shu. In his previous life, Jian Fengyun was able to become a god-level pharmacist.

Jian Fengyun practiced concentratingly, and the golden flames in the soul sea began to burn regularly.

As time passed, the soul aura on Jian Fengyun became stronger and stronger.

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"Boss, what's the matter, I've been lying here for more than half a month, and I haven't seen any reaction!"

Wang Chuyuan pouted his head, looked at Jian Fengyun lying on the wooden bed and said.

"That's right, this big guy consumes a lot of Daddy's elixir every day, like an idiot, if he doesn't wake up, he will use up all the elixir that Daddy brought!"

Beside the wooden bed, there was a little girl in a purple dress. On her chubby little face, dark eyeballs rolled around.

There was a bit of complaint in the tone.

"Little girl Pianzi, what do you know? Your father used the elixir to raise my boss. It was to make him wake up as soon as possible to treat your illness. You are better off, complaining here all day. Believe it or not, I will give you a hand soon." Hand fan out?"

Wang Chuyuan stared unwillingly at the purple-clothed girl in front of him, and threatened.

"Hmph! Don't dare, my father is the king of Dongyang County, he will arrest you and put you in the dungeon!"

The purple-clothed girl pursed her pink lips, and stuck out her tongue at Wang Chuyuan, speaking mischievously.

"Good men don't fight women, hum!"

Wang Chuyuan snorted coldly, then turned his face away.

"Who wants to fight with you?" The girl in purple also glanced at her face.

The two don't look at each other.

"This is where?"

A hoarse voice sounded in the silent room.

As soon as Wang Chuyuan heard this voice, he turned his head abruptly, and saw that Jian Fengyun on the bed had opened his eyes, and said in an excited tone, "Boss, boss, you're awake!"

"Big guy is awake, if I tell daddy!" The purple-clothed girl on the wooden bed said happily, and she jumped down and ran directly to the door.

Jian Fengyun looked puzzled, and spoke again.

"Wang Chuyuan, where is this?"

"Boss, this is Beiman Peak, and it is the palace of the king of the county. You don't need to call me by my name in the future, just call me Xiaowang or Fatty Wang!"

A gleam flashed in Wang Chuyuan's eyes and said.

"you're awake?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe suddenly walked in with a thick voice.

"Ok!"

Jian Fengyun looked at the middle-aged man's eyes calmly and honestly.

His tone was calm and his voice was uneven, as if he was not talking to the king of a county, but an ordinary stranger on the street.

"You are really different from those young people outside!"

The middle-aged man looked at Jian Fengyun meaningfully, and spoke slowly.

"You are also different from the prestigious county king in the legend!"

Jian Fengyun glanced up and down at the middle-aged man, and frowned slightly.

"Hey! Why did you talk to my dad? My dad took so many elixir to help you heal your injuries, but your tone is so aggressive."

The little girl in purple on the side pursed her mouth and spoke dissatisfiedly at Jian Fengyun.

"It's okay, Bing'er, you take that brother Wang out to play, I have something to say to him!"

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand, blocking the girl's face, and said.

"Hmph, let's go!"

The girl in purple snorted softly, then trotted out of the room.

"Don't bully my boss, if you let me know later, I will lead the heaven and earth thunder calamity and smash your county king city!"

Wang Chuyuan glanced at the middle-aged man vigilantly, his eyes were not kind.

"Don't worry, just show your master that old ghost's face, and I won't touch a single hair of him!" The middle-aged man said.

Wang Chuyuan snorted coldly, then walked out with a chubby body.

As Wang Chuyuan walked out, the middle-aged man waved his hand, and an invisible force directly closed the wooden door.

The middle-aged man's eyes fell on the young man in front of him, and he said slowly.

"You really deserve to be the son of Jian Lingtian. You can attract the disciples of the old man Xuanzhen to follow, and you can also solve the problems on the list of medicines in Dongyang City. You have an innate physique and can kill enemies across a big realm. You are really extraordinary. !"

"You know my father?"

Jian Fengyun frowned and couldn't help but speak.

The father of his own body is not only famous in Bei'an City, but also known by those two evil cultivators. It seems that they have some concerns about his father.

This could not help but arouse a ray of curiosity in his heart.

"I don't know him, but anyone with a little bit of strength in Qing Yunyu should know him!" The middle-aged man looked at Jian Fengyun with interest and said.

"Oh!"

With a light reply, Jian Fengyun's eyes flashed a touch of indifference,
Hearing the tone of the middle-aged man, it was obvious that he didn't want to talk to him about his father, and Jian Fengyun didn't want to ask too much. When the time comes, he will naturally know.

"Who taught you the way of the emperor's sword?"

The middle-aged man looked at Jian Fengyun, his tone suddenly became serious, and asked.

"The way of the emperor's sword is originally a kind of way. Why do you need others to pass it on and understand it by yourself!"

A look of surprise flashed in Jian Fengyun's eyes. This emperor's swordsmanship had also attracted the attention of those two evil cultivators. Now that Dongyang County King asks about it again, he must be extraordinary.

The Emperor's Sword Dao was originally a kind of sword way he realized in his previous life, and he had passed it on to his fourth disciple, Yangyun Shengjun. He couldn't figure out why these people would instantly recognize the Emperor's Sword Dao when they saw it, and There is also a sense of déjà vu.

"You are lying to me. The imperial swordsmanship and nine-sword swordsmanship you used that day are exactly the same as the emperor's swordsmanship used by His Majesty the Emperor back then. You can deceive others but not me!"

The middle-aged man looked at Jian Fengyun with a cold face.

Emperor Tianyang!

Jian Fengyun was taken aback for a moment, and the image of himself asking Yao Shisan about that day could not help but rang in his mind.

The Emperor Tianyang's name was Xuanyuan, and in his previous life, his fourth apprentice, Yang Yun, once said that he had accepted a prince from a small dynasty in Qingyun Region as a named disciple, and the named disciple's name was Tianyang Xuanyuan.

Thinking about it again, I once taught Emperor Yangyun the Sword Art, everything seems to make sense.

Tianyang Xuanyuan, the emperor of the dynasty, is his disciple?
Thinking of this, Jian Fengyun was stunned for a moment, his eyes became a little strange.

"What are you thinking, so ecstatic!"

The middle-aged man spoke again, his gaze pressing on every step of the way.

(End of this chapter)