The world of ten thousand realms spans the vast world for thousands of times, the divine light of heaven and earth is shocked by the sky, the spiritual weapon array destroys the world, and the ruins of the divine way appear and the secret techniques of immortals are hidden, and they are left to be destined to be destined.

Martial arts are the lifelong pursuit of most people in this world. Powerful warriors can fly to the sky and escape, live forever, control powerful forces, and dominate the fate of others.

The realms of martial arts are divided into: the twelve levels of Tongmai, the spiritual energy realm, the spiritual essence realm, the spiritual palace realm, the true spiritual realm...

If you want to become a warrior, you need to awaken your spiritual roots. The level of your spiritual roots is the main criterion for judging a warrior's talent.

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Behind Bei'an City, look at the cliff

The snow falls, the plants and trees wither and flourish, and thick snow lay on the cliff. A dry old tree trunk is rooted on the edge of the cliff. The cold wind blows, and there is an unknown sad atmosphere.

The boy in white sat on the edge of the cliff, looking straight at the opposite side of the Black Water River. The northern barbarian land shrouded in black fog seemed to have a fatal attraction to him.

Fifteen years have passed, and he has come here every day to look at the cliff and the desolation.

"Young Master, Xue'er is with you!"

A small maid sat next to the boy, holding his hand, her face flushed red with cold, but she didn't let go. It seemed that the soulless boy beside her was everything.

Jian Fengyun, he really has no soul?

Yes, really not!

No one knew that he was just a body waiting for the return of his soul. From the moment he came to the world, he had no soul, only a faint but persistent incomplete consciousness that was controlling him.

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

Jian Xueer was startled by Jian Fengyun's sudden actions and came to her senses, but Jian Fengyun stopped moving.

When he raised his little head, he happened to see Jian Fengyun's strange gaze.

That gaze seemed to have passed through endless years, spanned thousands of times, witnessed countless rises and declines, and shot towards the depths of the Northern Barbarians.

boom!

A lightning suddenly illuminated the dark forbidden area of ​​the Northern Barbarians. In an instant, a wave of unyielding will soared into the sky deep in the Northern Barbarians.

The strong wind was blowing, the clouds rolled thousands of miles above the sky, the snow was dancing, and countless thunders exploded in the depths of the Northern Barbarians.

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

Below the thousand-foot cliff is a dark forest of strange trees, strange and gloomy, revealing a dangerous aura.

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

"Young Master!"

Jian Xueer exclaimed, and without any hesitation, he jumped down after following Jian Fengyun.

The cold and biting cold wind stormed violently on her side, and even ordinary warriors could not bear it. Besides, Jian Xueer, a mortal, had just fallen halfway, and her consciousness could no longer hold on to her coma.

She didn't see a black light shot into the young master who fell before him. The thin figure in white clothes jumped up to catch her body with the force of the cliff. She stepped out of thin air in the air and cushioned for a while, and her body fell steadily on the ground.

After Jian Fengyun landed gorgeously, a 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, haha..."

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

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and felt the bleakness in the snow. The boy's clear eyes were incredible.

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

Yes, he was reborn, but it was not a coincidence, but someone had paid the price for his rebirth!

Jian Fengyun made a trembling voice: "Ling'er, you..."

The slender palm gently stroked the fallen snow in the palm of his hand, as gentle as if he was stroking his lover's cheek.

At this moment, he finally understood why his personal maid, Dongfang Ling'er, did not arrive when he was besieged by the Ten Directions Emperor in his previous life.

"Emperor, what's the name of my martial arts?"

"Xueji Nirvana uses the soul as a medium and the body as a sacrifice, and uses the power of the demon spirit under the Nine Nethers to guide a fallen soul to the body of a soulless person in the world to rebirth. However, this move goes against the will of heaven, and the soul of the person who casts the spell will be punished by heaven!"

"Emperor, then teach me!"

"I......"

"Emperor, just teach me!"

In the past, Ling'er's elf-like face once again floated into Jian Fengyun's heart, but in a blink of an eye, he could only see the falling snow above the sky. Snowflakes fell, and Jian Fengyun would not admit his mistake that the exclusive aura of Ling'er.

In his previous life, he was the strongest person in the Ten Thousand Realms - Emperor Fengyun. He was proficient in the three masters of pills, tools, and talismans, and his sword skills were even more perfect in his cultivation.

After 96,000 years of the Galaxy Emperor's life, he achieved the position of gods by relying on his swordsmanship. However, when he was overcoming the gods, he was besieged by the ten directions of the ten directions of the ten realms. He had to use all his strength to beat the ten emperors to six deaths and four severely injured. However, because of his exhaustion, he died under his gods, and his soul fell asleep.

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

Is it the place where the body of the Emperor fell?

Haha, the Emperor of the Ten Directions, you would never have thought that this emperor is back. When the emperor's cultivation level is restored, he will use your dog head to pay tribute to the dead me.

A cold look flashed in Jian Fengyun's eyes.

Then he calmed down and began to explore the memory of the body. Since he was reborn in him, he would rather live in this identity before he could recover his strength in his previous life, and would avoid a lot of trouble.

The natural soul has defects, no spiritual roots, the body is no different from that of a mortal, and the father is missing... However, because the soul is unconscious, he was bullied a lot, and there was a maid who has always cared about him - Jian Xueer.

"Xue'er!" Jian Fengyun murmured and looked at the exquisite and cute girl in his arms.

Looking back on some memories left by this body, every bit about her, the softest part in Jian Fengyun's heart seemed to be touched.

When did he become the emperor yet, he was just a wandering poor boy. He just gave the small amount of food in his hand to the little girl who was starving in the slums. Since then, there was a girl who followed him, encouraged him, helped him, and accompanied him. Until later, he became the famous emperor, she still followed him silently, and even until he died, she tried her best to help him.

God’s punishment, hey! I don’t know how that girl is doing!

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

However, just as his fingers touched Jian Xueer's fingers, Jian Fengyun's heart suddenly throbbed.

"Ling'er!" Jian Fengyun exclaimed, subconsciously clenching Jian Xue'er's fair little hand.

At this moment, his feelings became deeper.

If a warrior's soul is strong to a certain level, a mysterious spiritual awareness will be derived. The perception of this spiritual awareness is very powerful, even stronger than that of ordinary warriors who directly use their soul perception.

Although Jian Fengyun was just a wisp of the soul of the emperor, the spiritual sense that belonged to the emperor was still there.

Grasping Jian Xueer's hand, he could clearly sense everything in her body, including the pure and flawless soul that was no different from Ling'er.

Bai Jie's soul symbolizes holiness, and Jian Xueer's body is the body of the holy soul.

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

This is also one of the reasons why Jian Fengyun, a remnant thought, can survive for so many years.

The most important thing is that the spirit in the previous life was also the body of the holy soul.

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

In the original memory of this body, Jian Xueer was the maid arranged by her father since childhood, and she didn't look like Ling'er at all.

Until the older he grew, Jian Xueer became closer to him, the young master.

"It must be the power of heavenly punishment that made Ling'er reincarnate and reborn!" Jian Fengyun already had the answer in his heart.

"Young Master...Young Master!"

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

"Young Master, you're fine, wuwu... I'm scared Xue'er to death!"

The next moment, the girl whimpered and wrapped around Jian Fengyun's neck, pressed against Jian Fengyun's chest, crying so hard that the pear blossoms were raining.

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

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

Her young master knew best that because of her innate soul, she could be said to be a vegetable, but now she suddenly spoke, and her expressions and movements were still very natural, which was simply incredible.

Looking at Jian Xueer's surprised expression, Jian Fengyun smiled faintly and said softly: "Well, the young master has recovered. From today on, the young master will be a normal person!"

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

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

"Yes!" Jian Xueer was still shocked after her young master.

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