"What's going on? What's going on? How could this kid have such a powerful soul pressure at a young age? Who is he?"

Pu Qing was completely confused at this moment, and a deep sense of fear arose in his heart. The soul pressure of Jian Fengyun made him feel irritated. He felt that as long as the other party had a slight thought, his soul would be scattered. It was like a high-ranking warrior, who could kill mortals with one move.

"I'll give you three breaths, are you willing or not?"

Wish you, don't?

If you agree, you may be able to climb up straight!

Reject, maybe regret it for life!

"I, I do!" Pu Qing gritted his teeth, as if he had exhausted all his strength before he could say these words. After the words fell, he felt his whole body relaxed, and he was completely exhausted and paralyzed to the ground.

But my heart felt very comfortable, as if I had accomplished a big thing.

A smile flashed in Jian Fengyun's eyes: "Yes, I'm pretty good. You will soon know that today's decision is the most correct thing you have ever done in your life! Since you have recognized me as the master, I will naturally not treat you badly." He bounced his fingers and a soul power shot into Pu Qing's forehead. "If you practice this soul technique, if your soul power cannot be restored within a month, it proves that you have poor qualifications and are not qualified to be my slave, and you will not have to come to see me again in the future."

Pu Qing sensed the content of the soul power, and his eyes were shocked. He felt like he was struck by lightning and shouted, "Complete soul cultivation technique!"

Jian Fengyun snorted lightly and said disapprovingly: "It's just the most trashy soul technique, but it's enough to restore your soul power within a month!"

Jian Fengyun's words seemed to have infinite magic power. Pu Qing's body trembled violently. His body, which had just been exhausted, seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. He jumped up again, knelt on one knee, and said with great excitement: "Thank you, Master, Pu Qing will follow you in the future!"

The "master" shouted at this moment without any aggrievance, and was filled with excitement.

Jian Fengyun frowned, "Just call me Master Yun directly. This is just the most trashy soul technique. As long as you perform well, I will not be stingy with you."

The most trasty soul exercise? Does the master have a stronger soul exercise?

No matter how trashed the soul technique is, it is complete. Looking at the entire Tianyang Dynasty, even the royal family is not so big, right? In any case, if you can obtain the soul refining technique, even if you are a slave for several years, you will not lose money!

Pu Qing thought for a while and quickly bowed to express his loyalty: "Mr. Yun, if you have any questions, please tell me to do it. I will do my best not to disappoint Mr. Yun!"

Jian Fengyun raised his lips slightly, "There is really something you want to do. I want you to hand over a letter to Xuanyuan!"

When Pu Qing heard this, his body shook, and a terrifying light shot out in his eyes: "Mr. Yun, the Xuanyuan you are talking about is His Majesty today - Tianyang Xuanyuan!"

Jian Fengyun's face was flat and said, "Yes, it's him. You must hand over my letter to him before the Fourth College enrollment!"

When Pu Qing heard this, he was extremely shocked: "Young Master Yun, do you know Your Majesty Xuanyuan?"

Jian Fengyun's face suddenly darkened and he said coldly: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!" Tianyang Xuanyuan was his disciple in his previous life. It was related to his identity and should not be easily told to others.

Pu Qing's heart trembled and he hurriedly said, "Yes, I don't ask, but His Majesty Xuanyuan has not been out of seclusion since he was in seclusion five hundred years ago. If I had nothing to do, His Majesty would not see me!"

When Jian Fengyun heard this, his forehead suddenly frowned: "Then can't you see him?"

Pu Qing gritted his teeth slightly and said, "No, Your Majesty Xuanyuan has a little girl named Princess Daoan. She is only seventeen years old and suffers from congenital cold disease. Emperor Xuanyuan is very fond of this princess. She went out of seclusion for Princess Daoan once seventeen years ago, and ordered the alchemists in the world to treat Princess Daoan. The president of the Dynasty Alchemist Association went to treat Princess Daoan. The president was already a heavenly pharmacist. He diagnosed Princess Daoan with congenital cold disease and could not live to be eighteen years old. If you want to see Your Majesty, you should be able to see it from Princess Daoan!"

Jian Fengyun's mouth curled slightly: "Interesting, I haven't heard of any congenital cold disease that can make people not live to be eighteen years old!" After saying that, another soul power ejaculated, "This is Qingmu Xuan's recipe, which is an excellent medicine for warming up congenital diseases. If you go back and prepare it, you will go and treat Princess Dao'an, and then tell them that I can cure Princess Dao'an's disease, but I will hand a letter to Xuanyuan!"

Pu Qing glanced at the contents of the soul power, his eyes were shocked, his body trembled, and he said incredibly: "Qing... Qingmu Xuanfang, it turns out that there is Qingmu Xuanfang in the world!"

Jian Fengyun frowned: "What, are there any problems?"

Pu Qing almost trembled and said, "No...no problem, I was just too shocked. The president said that the only person in the world who could prolong his life for a person suffering from congenital diseases was Aoki Xuanfang. I thought it was just empty talk, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

Jian Fengyun looked calm, took out the paper and pen, wrote a letter, and made a magic trick in his hand, blessed a sealing technique on the envelope: "Hold this letter, you leave now, be sure to hand this letter to Xuanyuan before the Fourth Academy recruits students."

Pu Qing was extremely excited at this moment, but the envelope bowed and said, "Yes, Mr. Yun, I will definitely deliver it!"

After leaving Beiman Peak, Pu Qing suddenly felt bright and clear, and was in a very refreshing and excited mood.

"Who is this Mr. Yun? Such a terrifying soul pressure can be emitted from his body, which is probably a kind of soul secret technique. Not only does he possess the secret technique of soul martial arts, but also a peerless prescription like Aoki Xuanfang! It seems that he is really not a mortal!"

Pu Qing slightly guessed Jian Fengyun in his heart, and was a little scared in an instant. Fortunately, he did not attack him for a little pitiful little self-esteem. Otherwise, if he offended such a mysterious person, he would probably not even know how to die!

Before Pu Qing left, Jian Fengyun pondered slightly. After all, his strength was too weak, otherwise he would not have to take Pu Qing as a slave. Moreover, his soul power was also consumed greatly by forcibly activate the wisp of soul in the soul sea just now.

"It's a pity that only a wisp of soul is left after rebirth. Otherwise, why would I have to go through a lot of trouble with the ground-level pharmacist in such a small place?"

After pondering for a moment, Jian Fengyun sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and circulated the Taihun Sutra to cultivate soul power.

After a while, Jian Fengyun's soul power recovered and he practiced the "Taihun Sutra". He felt that the soul power was increasing extremely slowly and could be almost negligible.

"Oh, sure enough, after breaking through to the top level of the Xuan level, the soul power will be much slower to enter the realm without external objects!"

(End of this chapter)...
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