"This is......"

Jian Fengyun looked at the golden light around him in confusion, strange and somewhat familiar.

Soul Sea!

Jian Fengyun lowered his head and found that he had turned into a small cluster of golden flames like candlelight, burning wildly, and instantly knew the environment he was in.

The Soul Sea is a space that is owned by the warrior's body, but this space is bound to the soul and is not controlled by the body.

The soul sea is also a place that accommodates soul power and soul consciousness, and is very important for warriors.

The golden flame in this soul sea is the soul he reincarnated. Although there is only one wisp, it also illuminates the entire soul sea.

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

The sword Fengyun murmured.

"Forget it, that's fine. Although this soul aura is OK, the soul power level is the best in the yellow level. It's time to improve it!"

As soon as my mind changed, a scripture appeared in Jian Fengyun's consciousness.

"Tai Soul Sutra, refining souls and swallowing souls, condense the immortal soul..."

The Taihun Sutra is the most powerful soul refining technique recorded in Taishi Dao Book. In the past life, Jian Fengyun was able to become a divine-level pharmacist, and a large part of the reason why this Taihun Sutra was powerful.

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

As time goes by, Jian Fengyun's soul aura becomes stronger and stronger.

outside world

"What's wrong with the boss? I've been lying for more than half a month, and I haven't seen any reaction!"

Wang Chuyuan stood his head and looked at Jian Fengyun lying on the wooden bed.

"Yes, this guy has to consume a lot of spiritual medicines every day, like a bucket of rice. If he doesn't wake up, he will use up all the spiritual medicines he brought with him!"

Next to the wooden bed, a little girl in a purple dress, with dark and faint eyes rolling on her fat face.

There was a hint of complaint in his tone.

"Little girl movie, what do you know? Your father used spiritual medicine to support my boss. That's to let him wake up as soon as possible to treat you. You're going to be so happy. I'm complaining all day long. Do you believe it or not, I'll pounce your palm out in a while?"

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

"Hmph! You don't dare. My father is the Prince of Dongyang. He will arrest you and lock you up in the dungeon!"

The girl in purple pouted her pink lips and stuck out her tongue at Wang Chuyuan, saying mischievously.

"A good man doesn't fight with a woman, hum!"

Wang Chuyuan snorted coldly, then turned his face away.

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

The two didn't look at each other.

“Where is this?”

A hoarse voice rang in the quiet room.

When Wang Chuyuan heard this voice, he turned around suddenly. He saw Jian Fengyun on the bed had opened his eyes and said excitedly: "Old...Boss, you are awake!"

"Everyone is awake, if I tell my father!" The girl in purple on the wooden bed was happy and jumped off and ran directly outside the door.

Jian Fengyun looked puzzled and said again.

"Wang Chuyuan, where is this?"

"Boss, this is Beiman Peak, it is the palace of the prince. You don't need to call me a name in the future, just call me Xiao Wang or Fatty Wang!"

A flash of light flashed in Wang Chuyuan's eyes.

"You're awake?"

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

"Um!"

Jian Fengyun met the middle-aged man's eyes and said calmly.

The tone was calm and Gu Bo was uneven, as if the person who was talking to him at this moment was not the king of a county, but an ordinary stranger on the street.

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

The middle-aged man looked at Jian Fengyun with a little meaning and spoke slowly.

"You are also different from the famous prince in the legend!"

Jian Fengyun glanced at the middle-aged man up and down and said with a frown.

"Hey! Why did you talk to my dad? My dad had taken so many spiritual medicines to help you heal your wounds, but your tone was so irritating."

The little girl in purple pouted her mouth and said dissatisfiedly at Jian Fengyun.

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

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

"Hmph, just go!"

The girl in purple snorted and ran out of the house.

"Don't bully my boss. If I look back, I will slash your county prince city with the mines!"

Wang Chuyuan looked at the middle-aged man with a vigilant look, and his eyes were not good.

"Don't worry, just for the sake of your master's old ghost, I won't touch a single hair!" said the middle-aged man.

Wang Chuyuan snorted coldly, then walked out with his round 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 boy in front of him and slowly said.

"You are really worthy of being Jian Lingtian's son. You can attract the followers of the old man Xuancheng's disciples, and solve the problems on the Dongyang City's medicine list. You have innate physique and can kill enemies across a large realm. You are really extraordinary!"

"Do you know my father?"

Jian Fengyun frowned and couldn't help but speak.

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

This couldn't help but aroused a ray of curiosity in his heart.

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

"oh!"

With a light response, a faint look flashed in Jian Fengyun's eyes.

Hearing the tone of the middle-aged man, he obviously didn't want to tell him more about his father, and Jian Fengyun didn't want to ask too much. The time came, so he naturally knew.

"Who taught you that Emperor Sword Way?"

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

"The Emperor's swordsmanship is a kind of Tao. Why do you need to pass it on others and understand it yourself!"

A look of surprise flashed in Jian Fengyun's eyes. The emperor's swordsmanship had also attracted the attention of the two evil cultivators. Now, when the prince of Dongyang asked again, he must be extraordinary.

The Emperor's Sword Way was originally a sword way he realized in his previous life. He had passed it to his fourth disciple, Yang Yun Shengjun. He couldn't think of why these people would instantly recognize the Emperor's Sword Way, and it also had a sense of déjà vu.

"You are lying to me. The imperial swordsmanship you used that day and the nine swordsmanship you used were exactly the same as the imperial swordsmanship you used by His Majesty the Emperor. You can deceive others but not me!"

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

Emperor Tianyang!

Jian Fengyun was stunned, and the scene of asking Yao Shisan that day was heard in his mind.

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

After thinking about it, I once taught the swordsmanship of Emperor Yangyun, and everything seemed to make sense.

Tianyang Xuanyuan, also known as the emperor of the dynasty, was his disciple?

Thinking of this, Jian Fengyun was stunned for a moment, his eyes becoming a little strange.

"What are you thinking, so trance!"

The middle-aged man spoke again, his eyes pressing step by step.

(End of this chapter)...
Chapter completed!