Jian Fengyun walked to the edge of Beiman Peak and looked at Bei'an City not far away. Bei'an City was brightly lit, but his face was a little gloomy.

"Mr. Yun, why are your face so ugly? Is Jing'er unhappy you?" Yao Shisan slowly stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"It has nothing to do with Wang Jing, I am just worried about the people from the Jian family!" Jian Fengyun sighed and said lightly.

Wang Jing is just a passerby on the martial arts road. He has a lot to do now, including the crisis of the Jian family, the upcoming admissions of the Fourth College, and the teachings of martial arts to Xueer and the others.

Moreover, many things cannot be solved without strength. After breaking through to the Lingfu realm, Jian Fengyun obviously felt that his cultivation level had slowed down. If he wanted to break through faster, it seemed that there would be no treasures for the "Taishi Swallowing Heavenly Sword Sutra".

"Mr. Yun, are you worried about the Jian family? I have settled the children of the Jian family in the main hall. They were frightened when they came back. They probably fell asleep now!" Yao Shisan's eyes flashed with thought, and then he said.

"Well! You go take care of those children. I'll wait for Pu Qing here!" Jian Fengyun turned his head slightly and ordered.

"Okay! I'll make some calming medicine soup for them now. Mr. Yun, you are also injured. Pay attention to your health!" Yao Shisan replied.

"I'm fine. I have refined the Earth-level top-grade bone-resuspension pill and the Earth-level top-grade Blue Soul Grass. The injuries on my body have almost healed!" Jian Fengyun said lightly.

"Oh!" Yao Shisan responded and retreated, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

When Jian Fengyun came back, he saw the injuries with his own eyes. His bones were broken and his internal organs were severely damaged. He almost breathed a breath, but he refined a pill and a spiritual medicine, and the injuries were completely gone.

Judging from Yao Shisan's eyes, ordinary warriors suffered severe injuries of that level, even if they had the best bone-restoring pill and the Blue Soul Grass in the Earth level, they would need at least ten days and half a month to recover from their injuries. However, Jian Fengyun had to shrink the ten days and half a month to several hours. This system made him amazed.

However, thinking that Jian Fengyun is an innate body and his magical methods before, it is normal for this healing recovery to appear on him.

As soon as Yao Shisan left, Wang Chuyuan came up: "Boss, Yu'er promised me that as long as I win the Xuanhuang List, she will give me a chance. Teach me to practice quickly, I must strive to win the Xuanhuang List!"

"Fatty, do you really want to practice?" Jian Fengyun's face was a little surprised.

Wang Chuyuan has been following him for so long. On weekdays, except for things related to formations, nothing can attract his attention. Today, he actually has to practice martial arts. Is the sun coming out from the west?

"Boss, of course I really want to practice. Now I want to cultivate to the unparalleled realm immediately, and then pursue Yu'er every day!" Wang Chuyuan's face turned flushed and he said excitedly.

It seemed as if I had already embraced the beauty, and I was eager to see her.

"Fatty, martial arts has not happened overnight. If you want to practice, you can think clearly!" Jian Fengyun said to Wang Chuyuan thoughtfully.

"Boss, don't worry, I can endure hardship for Yu'er!" Wang Chuyuan said firmly.

"Really?" Jian Fengyun glanced at him, his face full of disbelief.

"Boss, you don't know. Since the moment I met Yu'er again, I realized that I could no longer suppress my longing. I have loved her since I was a child. I have been living a life of drunkenness and dreaming and avoiding some problems. Today, I have had an old conversation with Yu'er, and I finally realized that I must have enough strength. When one day no matter who opposes, it will be useless. I will snatch Yu'er directly!" Wang Chuyuan's eyes were firm, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth.

Jian Fengyun saw Wang Chuyuan's fake appearance and couldn't help but smile helplessly: "I think you have been fighting with the divine dog for a long time and are infected by the scoundrel aura on its body!"

When Wang Chuyuan heard this, he was anxious: "Boss, you have to help me. You are so powerful. I believe that with your guidance, the first place in the Xuanhuang List is just around the corner!"

Jian Fengyun's mouth raised slightly: "As long as you are willing to learn, I will make you enthrone the king and become a saint!"

As he spoke, Jian Fengyun raised his arm and a faint white light flashed in the air and sank into Wang Chuyuan's forehead.

At the same time, Wang Chuyuan felt a gray look in front of him and he actually entered a dark space.

"Your soul power is now the best in the yellow level, not even at the Xuan level. What I use my soul power to pass on you this time is a soul technique and a heaven-level technique. You can comprehend it carefully. Both techniques are related to the formation. When you comprehend it, you will wake up automatically!"

The vast sound of Jian Fengyun echoed in the dark space. The next moment, Wang Chuyuan only felt mysterious scriptures appearing in the dark space around him.

Seeing Wang Chuyuan sitting cross-legged on the ground and comprehension, a meaningful look flashed in Jian Fengyun's eyes, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly, and he murmured: "The Emperor of Qiankun Formation and Emperor Qiankun Soul Sutra" can rank among the top three in the Ten Thousand Realms Formation Dao Techniques. The depth of fate depends on whether you can understand it!"

"Qiankun Formation Sutra" and "Qiankun Soul Sutra" are the exercises of a friend of Jian Fengyun's previous life. Back then, Jian Fengyun and Qiankun Formation Emperor set up a bet, and the money was the exercises that the other party practiced. What he bet was that the Emperor of Qiankun Formation set up a formation. If Jian Fengyun could walk out safely from the formation, he would win, otherwise he would lose. At that time, Jian Fengyun had become the emperor for a long time and was proficient in the formations and the formations written in the "Taishi Dao Shu". Even so, Jian Fengyun had taken dozens of days to break the formations and walked out. This Emperor of Qiankun Formation Emperor was definitely the master of formations that Jian Fengyun had seen.

Just as Jian Fengyun was thinking deeply, an old figure in an alchemist suit quietly appeared on the mountain.

It was Pu Qing, followed by a group of golden armored guards. He saw him give an order and stop the golden armored guards, and then step by step alone.

"Mr. Yun, I'm here. It's so terrible to come to you so late..." Pu Qing stood in front of Jian Fengyun and bowed slightly, and said politely.

Before the words were finished, they came to an abrupt end.

Jian Fengyun said lightly: "No need to say more about polite words, are the spiritual materials of the Three-point Imperial Palace paste ready?"

Pu Qing was slightly angry when he was interrupted by Jian Fengyun. As the vice president of the Tianyang Dynasty Alchemist Association, who had such a noble status, who dared to speak to him like this in the entire dynasty, but at this moment, he had to swallow his anger for the way to resolve the poison on his body.

"It's ready, give it!" Pu Qing handed over a storage bag with a cold expression on his face.

He found the spiritual materials of the three parts of the imperial palace ointment, and he couldn't help but feel more confident, and his indignation became stronger and stronger.

(End of this chapter)...

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