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Chapter 150 81．Washed Clear Sky Primordial Spirit
Gusu, Shennong Palace.

A young man in a rusty-gold black robe was sitting upright with his eyes closed, as if an old monk had entered into a trance, only a layer of light was slowly moving on his body like flowing water.

In front of him, nine rays of light of different colors volleyed out a strange landscape painting.There is no heavy ink and light color, no rendering or decoration, just a single line, but it depicts the entire Huaxia River and Mountain.

The young man's right index finger moved slightly, as if he was holding a heavy brush, and he was drawing this strange picture little by little.He didn't open his eyes, but everything in the painting seemed to have been deeply engraved into his mind.There is no need to look again, and he will never make a mistake in drawing a stroke.

Just behind him, a middle-aged man stood there with lowered eyebrows and confidence, watching the young man's movements motionlessly.There was no aura emanating from his body, and he couldn't even feel his breathing and heartbeat, just like a dead person, or...a person who didn't exist at all.

However, he still existed after all, but he didn't allow himself to emit a little bit of breath, so as not to interrupt what the young man was doing.

It's a pity that even though he was so careful, the young man's movements were still interrupted. A ray of light shot up from the painting, messing up the lines and turning the whole painting into a mess of graffiti.And immediately after, the brilliant light soaked outward like clear water, causing those lines to be smudged like ink lines meeting water.

"Young master..." The middle-aged man trembled all over, and stared at the young man with wide eyes.

The latter just waved his hand, his brows were also furrowed, and he looked towards the place where the Huaguang appeared in the painting.

"Going to the capital?" the young man murmured, as if talking to himself.But the middle-aged man was aware of the young man's intentions, and as soon as his eyes moved, he immediately said, "Going to the capital? Could it be Hong Xi?"

"Hong Xi?" The young man's sword-shaped eyebrows pierced into his temples slightly twitched, and an indescribably strange light shone in his star-like eyes.

"Back to the young master, Hong Xi and Wuji joined forces to rebuild the altar of the water god. With this time, it is almost time for the altar to be completed. The map of heaven and earth drawn by the young master is showing the lifeline of China, and since the problem lies in Shangjing , think about it, there is only Hong Xi." The middle-aged man lowered his head and said, as if without the slightest emotion.However, judging from the way he lowered his head and lowered his voice, everything seemed so cautious.

"Water God Altar? He wants to inherit the position of Water God? Hong Xi? Just rely on him?" The corners of the young man's mouth slightly raised, and there was clearly a trace of... disdain in his eyes.

However, this expression was only fleeting, and he immediately shook his head and said, "No, this can't be Hong Xi."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man was taken aback.Of course he wouldn't doubt what the young man said, but if it wasn't for Hong Xi, he couldn't think of anyone else who would cause such a huge influence in the direction of the capital, and could spread thousands of miles away, so that The map of heaven and earth, which can show the lifeline of China, was interrupted.

"Could it be Prince Xuanyuan?" The middle-aged man speculated: "I heard that the prince is going to Loulan to find the Dragon Ball, so it should happen to be in the area of ​​Shangjing. This breath...could it be that the prince met Hong?" happiness?"

"You calculated it very accurately. Ji Xiaobai did arrive in Shangjing, and she did meet Hong Xi." The young man smiled slightly, revealing an expression that can only appear on the face of a superior person, which seemed to be similar to his The age is very inconsistent. "Unfortunately, you still read it wrong. Although this aura is neutral and pure, it is quite different from Ji Xiaobai's Xuanyuan Qiangang righteousness. Although there is no lack of righteousness, it is a bit more feminine than Ji Xiaobai's Chunyang Tiangang."

"Then it can't be Huangfuhua." The middle-aged man said: "Huangfuhua is Feng Boxi's disciple, he learned the thunder sword technique and soil cultivation combat technique, neither of which is feminine. Except for the two of them... ...Who else? Who will appear in the direction of Shangjing at this time? Could it be...Wuji?"

The young man pursed his lips, but still shook his head: "Although this aura is very similar to Wuji's hidden dragon soul aura, it's still not him."

"why?"

"Because... Wuji is dead."

"Wuji is dead?!"

"That's right." The young man said, "I've been wondering, with Hong Xi's strength, how could it be possible to persuade Wuji to work for him. Wuji didn't participate in the last Dragon Soul Battle, just to break through the barrier. I used Qiankun Tu has observed his lifeline and counted potential dragons in the abyss. If he is not well guarded, there will be chaos. But there is no need to think about this issue now. A dead person, no matter how powerful he was, once his soul flies away, he will die. There is no longer any threat."

"I'm really curious about the person who killed Wuji. If my guess is correct, the current aura is released by the person who killed Wuji, and Wuji's lifeline has also been transferred to him. And... Judging from the lifeline signs of the Qiankun map just now, he seems to have entered the Dingyuan period."

Hearing this, the eyes of the middle-aged man suddenly showed a look of surprise: "Ding Yuan Qi? Is it possible?"

The young man nodded and said, "You know, I have already cultivated to the sixth stage of the Soul Gathering Yin-Yang Formation. If I don't have the strength of the Dingyuan Period, how can I interrupt the drawing of the Qiankun Map. This guy's fate is really An accident."

The eyes of the middle-aged man flickered: "Do you want my subordinates to send their gods to take a look?"

"No need." The young man shook his head: "If this person has reached the level of the Dingyuan period, he will not be able to see through it without Wanglongyan. Last time I asked you to find the person who was born with hopeful longan. See some things for me that can't be seen in the Qiankun map. It's a pity..."

"This subordinate is ineffective, please punish me, the young master." The middle-aged man quickly knelt down on the ground, with a look of panic on his face.

The young man waved his hand: "I can't blame you for this matter. The fate of Wanglong Shenmu is very strange. Even if I use the Qiankun map, I can only see a general idea, and I can't see it carefully. Since the Three Pagoda Station, his fate It’s changed again, and now I can’t even see Dazhi’s position. But it’s not necessary now.”

"Oh?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows.

"In more than 40 days, my soul-gathering yin-yang formation will be able to cultivate to the seventh level. At that time, there is no need to look for longan?" A smug smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he murmured : "Fengxiang and Kunlun's qi numbers have all turned negative. This time, we will definitely win the Dragon Soul battle."

"The owner of that aura just now..." the middle-aged man asked hesitantly.

"Don't worry about it." The young man smiled and waved his hand: "It's just the Yuan Dynasty. Unless he is like me and gathers on the Yin-Yang Avenue at the same time, otherwise, how much trouble can it cause? Feng Boxi and Yu Wan Wan never imagined that that battle back then unintentionally created my soul-gathering yin-yang body. If they could imagine it, I'm afraid their intestines would regret it."

"That's because they didn't expect that the young master has already practiced..."

The young man waved his hand, but didn't let the middle-aged man continue talking: "Now only you know my identity, I don't want to make any mistakes, so it's all right, don't talk about it."

"Yes, this subordinate is talking too much." The middle-aged man hurriedly lowered his head, lowered his eyebrows, as if none of the words just came from his mouth.Although he knew that there would be no eavesdropping, but since the young master didn't want to mention it, he had better stop talking.

The young man raised his eyebrows. What he likes most is this man's attitude. Although he is submissive, he does not show any servility.Moreover, for his own words, he never needs to say it a second time, he will complete it without compromise, he is indeed a reassuring subordinate.

"By the way, what happened to the gift for the princess?" The young man suddenly seemed to change his face, as if he was a different person from that time just now.

What's even more surprising is that just after the young man uttered these words, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, and he put on a smile that seemed to be there, but it was completely incompatible with the previous expression.

"It has been prepared a long time ago. The young master has put so much thought into it. I believe the princess will be very happy."

"That's good." The young man clapped his hands, turned around and walked outside the Shennong Hall.

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Shangjing.

The cloudless sky was so transparent that one couldn't help but forget to breathe.

The dazzling sun shines directly on the earth, but it doesn't feel dazzling at all.The blue in the sky was as clear and clean as if it had been washed by water, and a figure was floating in the air.

She was dressed in white clothes like snow, and her slightly pale skin was slightly tired.Shen Yunfei's eyes were tightly closed, and his lips were drawn into a line. Everything he experienced just now made him wish he could fall asleep right away.But now, it's not time to sleep.

Breathe.

Shen Yunfei took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.Just such an insignificant movement seemed to arouse the breath of heaven and earth, and everyone who went to the capital felt as if there was a gentle breeze blowing by.

"This... am I dreaming?" Ji Xiaobai asked in a slightly absent-minded voice, staring blankly at the suddenly clear sky and Shen Yunfei floating in mid-air.

"I also want to know if this is a dream." A voice replied, it was Hua Yingyue.

The prince turned his head and glanced at Hua Yingyue, and was about to speak, but suddenly found that after this glance, his vision seemed to be frozen.

A cloud-like breeze surrounded Hua Yingyue, as if she had been covered with a strange coat.That was soul energy—Hua Yingyue's soul energy was suddenly so rich that it could be seen directly with the naked eye.

"You..." The prince opened his mouth, but didn't say the rest.He has been cultivating the soul since he was a child, so he naturally knows what it means to condense the soul into clothes.It's just that he still doesn't know the reason.

"I forgot to tell you, Shen Yunfei and I are linked by soul." Hua Yingyue said: "If my feeling is correct, he has successfully broken through the bottleneck and directly reached the Dingyuan period. And I, by the way A lot of benefits. Although I failed to reach the height of Yunfei, I finally broke through my bottle strength. This time, Hong Xi can't lose everything. I'm afraid he never imagined that he had managed to obtain the power of the water god. , actually made others cheaper in vain.”

(End of this chapter)