Jian Fengyun slowly walked down from the carriage and swept his eyes to everyone around him.

"Bei'an City has been settled, and everyone in the Sword Mansion will follow me back to the city!"

A sound that penetrates the soul suddenly sounded in the air, and clearly sounded in everyone's heart.

The scene suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes were horrified, looking at Jian Fengyun like a monster.

"Fengyun, are you sure that the people from Bei'an City are from the Qingyun Jian family?" Jian Yuntian came back to his senses first, stepped forward, and asked in a low voice.

"Haha, don't worry, I can testify that Bei'an City has been pacified, you can go back with confidence!" Han Dongyang laughed, his eyes were like torch, and the thick voice spread.

Everyone immediately came back to their senses. The eyes of Jian Fengyun were no longer just respectful, but also looking up. How could they not know that the Qingyun Jian family members in Bei'an City, the five thousand city guards, the famous old spiritual king - Qingyun Five Swords.

In an instant, countless people burst into tears. Bei'an City was where many people depended for survival. Only their hearts understood the pain of being forced to leave. Now that this pain is over, the person who ended it turned out to be the young lord of Bei'an City.

At this moment, an invisible power called support and faith spreads and spreads among the crowd.

"Young City Lord!" "Young City Lord!"

"Young City Lord!"...

I don’t know who got up, and the shouts suddenly echoed among the crowd.

Tens of thousands of city residents and tens of thousands of warriors turned into a flood and rushed to Bei'an City.

Ten miles long streets, with corpses everywhere and blood flowing into a river. Walking on the streets of Bei'an City, everyone was shocked and excited.

"Is this our young patriarch? So strong!"

The younger generation of the Jian family looked up at the white figure on the carriage, and the shocked voice echoed in his heart, and the pride was raised by every Jian family person.

Late at night, in the sword house

Under the evergreen willow tree, a man in white and a boy in white stand together.

"Uncle, did you say that Jian Qingmu took my parents' body as a request to let you go out of Bei'an City?" Jian Fengyun frowned slightly.

Jian Yuntian sighed and said, "Yes, Jian Qingmu told me that if I want me to give up Bei'an City, I will ask the Holy Soul Sword Sect to send back the corpses of my elder brother and sister-in-law. Unexpectedly, as soon as I give up Bei'an City, they will send a large number of masters to him and ask us to hand over all the alchemy formulas, martial arts, formations and the control of the small world. If it weren't for the help of the prince, the Jian family would probably no longer exist this time!"

As he spoke, Jian Yuntian's eyes couldn't help but turn red, and the scene of his elder brother leaving Bei'an City could not help but appear in front of him, and his heart was awkward.

Hearing this, Jian Fengyun's eyebrows and eyes were silently condensed, and a cold murderous intent flashed through his deep eyes.

My parents died in this life, and died in a small Holy Soul Sword Sect. Their bodies actually fell into the hands of outsiders, and they threatened their tribe members.

"Qingyun Sword Family! Holy Soul Sword Sect!" Jian Fengyun said coldly, and his murderous aura could not be covered, "I will destroy it!"

The cold murderous aura, like the substance, suddenly spread out.

After a long time, Jian Yuntian suppressed the sadness in his heart, and Jian Fengyun restrained the murderous aura on his body.

"Fengyun, can you not kill them?" Jian Yun Tiangan Ye's voice rang out.

"Uncle, you should continue to suffer from chaos!" Jian Fengyun nodded slightly and then said.

"I naturally know this, but they were my brothers and I, after all, and I felt a little unwilling to kill them!" Jian Yuntian gritted his teeth slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Uncle, you decided to be it!" Jian Fengyun responded.

"Fengyun, how long will you be back this time?" Jian Yuntian replied slightly.

"In half a month, I will go to the Nangu Forbidden Land." Jian Fengyun responded lightly.

At the same time, Tianyang Imperial City, deep in the palace

"Brother, Jian Fengyun actually broke through 36 cities with two thousand Tianyang Divine Guards. Almost all the forces in the northern part of the Danyuan Sect Dynasty were eliminated!" Tianyang Xuanfeng stood in front of an ice lake, holding a piece of letter paper in his hand, and said in horror.

"As expected!" Above the ice lake, Tianyang Xuanyuan's figure condensed, smiled faintly, and said naturally.

"However, his tribe members seemed to be oppressed by the Qingyun Jian family. He killed Qingyun Five Swords in the city, slaughtered five thousand city guards, and nailed Jian Qingmu's only son to the car to march. Jian Qingmu would definitely not let him go. Should we send some strong people over? The Qingyun Jian family is not an ordinary family." Tianyang Xuanfeng looked under the letter paper and frowned.

"No, you just need to draw a royal decree and let Qingxuan Hou send it over. The Qingyun Jian family is divided into two factions. It is not yet confirmed whether it is an enemy or a friend. It is not convenient for us to intervene directly to avoid the derogatory population!" Tianyang Xuanyuan stood up, thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice.

"How to write the imperial edict?" Tianyang Xuanfeng asked in confusion.

"I am just imitating Jian Fengyun to quell the northern rebellion and named him King Jianwu and a first-rank prince. His status is the same as that of the royal family. Cough cough cough..." Tianyang Xuanyuan said, and then started coughing.

"Brother, your body!" Tianyang Xuanfeng's face changed suddenly and he spoke worriedly.

"It's okay, I don't have much time left, you need to prepare early!" Tianyang Xuanyuan stretched out his hand and signaled that it was okay.

"Brother, you must hold on. Didn't Jian Fengyun say that as long as you find the essence and blood of Wanmu Qingshouzhi, the thousand-year-old black turtle, and the ten thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng, you can refine the Thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng to extend your life? I have found the ten thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng yesterday. As long as you hold on, you will definitely be able to extend your life!" Tianyang Xuanfeng gritted his teeth.

"Xuanfeng, I followed my master for a while back then and also knew some pharmacology. These three kinds of heavenly-level elixirs are hard to come by, especially the thousand-year-old black turtle essence and blood. The upper realm is hard to find," Tianyang Xuanyuan smiled slightly and said immediately.

"Brother, didn't you say that something that could not be done without Jian Fengyun? Since he said that he could help you extend your life, you should believe him. I will ask Master Pu Qing and Qing Xuanhou to find Jian Fengyun together and let him bring the ten thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng over there. Jian Fengyun can cheer up Feng'er, increase his strength greatly, and cure Daoan's innate disease. He will definitely be able to extend your life!" Tianyang Xuanfeng couldn't help but be excited.

Tianyang Xuanyuan's eyes full of silence lit up. Jian Fengyun, when he heard this name, the legends of Jian Fengyun's previous life emerged in front of him. Jian Fengyun did not mention the matter of extending his life to him again. He thought in his heart that he had no choice but to think about it, but thinking about it, he said that he could make his life last, how could he say falsely? He in his previous life, even a promise ten thousand years ago, would have been fulfilled. Now that he hasn't mentioned it for a while, how could he think that he could not fulfill it?

"Okay, but don't let Pu Qing go. Master Pu Qing is breaking through the heavenly level alchemist. If you let the earthly level alchemist of Tianyang Taoist Court - Yun Mengluo, go. She will go, and you can ensure that the elixir is foolproof!" A bright light shot out from Tianyang Xuanyuan's eyes and said suddenly.

"Yunmengluo?" Tianyang Xuanfeng frowned.

"Yes, no one dares to move her identity in Qingyun Domain. Let her go there to be no accident!" Tianyang Xuanfeng's eyes condensed and he said.

The land of the Northern Barbarians

"Mr. Yun, do you really want to go in?" A figure in black looked at the Northern Barbarians, which was shrouded in front of him with a rich and dead black mist, and frowned.

"Yes, without that thing, the Nan'an Forbidden Land would not be so safe!" Jian Fengyun was dressed in white, his face was calm and he said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, Jian Fengyun stepped out...

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