Outside the Golden Pin Hall, in the courtyard covered by rain, black fog fell from the sky. Yan Huanren closed his eyes.
Wrapped by fog, it swayed in the middle of the courtyard. After he stood firm on the wet ground, the black fog around him quickly circled, forming a wind, blowing the door of the Golden Pin Hall.
Then, Feng and Wu got into the door in one go. After about two breaths, all the dark clouds flying down from the sky squeezed into the Golden Pin Hall!
In an instant, the sky suddenly cleared up. The sun shone down, making the yard brighter.
At this time, there were only three figures left in the empty yard. One of them was Yan Huanren, who was still standing in the middle of the yard with his eyes closed.
The other two were lying on the wet ground. It was Pang Yun and He Daoshen who were sleeping in a coma... At this moment, the sunlight that was approaching the evening was scattered lightly on the palace and pavilion tiles, and also scattered on the three of them, and
In the courtyard after the rain.
It actually added a little tranquility. It made people unable to see that there had been a bizarre scene where dark clouds fell to the ground and wind and rain rotated.
Just like a crazy man who was just crazy all over the street, he suddenly returned to normal and turned into a gentleman.
Yan Huanren closed his eyes... Although he was closing his eyes at this moment, his consciousness was clear from beginning to end.
What happened all day today has been seen by him. He lived in his fifties and was the first time he had such a magical experience.
What happened today made Yan Huanren excited and excited, as if he was a bizarre dream. In this dreamlike encounter, his body was filled with excitement from beginning to end, and his blood was rolling in his magnificent
The power of
It’s just that this excitement and this kind of power cannot be controlled by oneself. You can clearly feel that there is the consciousness and thoughts of your ancestors in your body.
The ancestor's thoughts used this body instead of Yan Huanren. Everything he experienced today was like a wonderful dream... even more incredible than a dream.
In the dream, Yan Huanren stayed in his body like a bystander, watching things start to happen, and then ended... He witnessed his body with his own eyes, emitting powerful power and huge sword aura.
As soon as he took action, he suppressed the crowd of people from the Sword Immortal Kingdom like a slaying battle! He easily captured two sword master-level figures, Pang Yun and He Daoshen!
Moreover, he was standing in the clouds and talking to Xu Shanru, who was riding a huge centipede. I have to say that this whole day experience is countless times more exciting than the years he has lived for fifty years!
Today's experience is unforgettable for Yan Huanren. He enjoys the feeling of riding a foggy horse and galloping in the sky, and the power of slashing out with one knife, which can open up the world and break the mountains and seas.
Immersed in it, unable to extricate himself... It's a pity. It's over now. When he was manipulated by the thoughts indoctrinated by the ancestors, he returned to the Yan Palace, and stood in this courtyard with the mist falling on the ground, he actually
I felt a sense of loss and felt arising...just just now.
When the mist penetrated into the Golden Pin Hall, Yan Huanren clearly felt that his body returned to the control of his consciousness.
But I also lost that intoxicating bizarre wonder. I suddenly felt that I had changed from God to a mortal in an instant... That's right.
The power instilled into his body by his ancestors and the consciousness beyond his thoughts, just accompanied by the dark clouds and fog, all of them drilled into the ancient cave of the Golden Pintang Palace.
Following the mist, there were those captured demon-slaying men. The two sword master-level figures from the Sword Immortal Kingdom, Pang Yun and He Daoshen, were left outside the hall gate.
, stayed in the yard with Yan Huanren.
As the mist penetrated into the door, a passage of instructions from the ancestors gradually echoed in Yan Huanren's consciousness.
"If the Sword Immortal Kingdom sends 300,000 spirit stones, it will carry the spirit stones into the hall... As for those two people, just let them go." The voice was rippling, as if it was coming from the endless abyss.
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But Yan Huanren knew that it was not a dream, it was really happening... At this moment, with the rain passing by the sky, his consciousness was just like this weather, and the rain passing by the sky.
Another consciousness that controls his body, the consciousness that comes from his ancestors, has disappeared.
And he could regain control of his body and hands and feet. At this moment, Yan Huanren stood in the courtyard and slowly opened his eyes.
Although he felt a little disappointed after falling from the sky on the ground, he suddenly thought. Since his consciousness can regain control of his body, can he also use the power of flying into the sky and splitting the mountains on his own?
At this moment, I still clearly remember the feeling when exerting that power! That feeling has not yet dissipated.
You just need to recreate that feeling again! You can indeed try it. Thinking of this, Yan Huanren began to be excited, and he couldn't wait!
I want to try it quickly and use my own thoughts to control my body full of magical power!
I want to experience the magical skills of creating the world, breaking gold and stones, flying eaves and walls, and soaring thousands of miles away!
At this moment, the sunlight pierced into the eyes. The halo immediately made the mind slightly dazed...but it was not serious.
Yan Huanren knew clearly what he wanted to do at this time. After a little calming his mind, he saw clearly that the above courtyard was already clear and the sky was clear after the rain.
Everything I saw and heard before was under the scene of continuous rain and fog. Now when I first saw the sun, I suddenly felt like I was waking up like a dream.
This feeling of waking up like a dream made Yan Huanren's mind feel dazed again... The feeling of dazedness instantly diluted the previous mysterious and bizarreness.
He was actually unable to do anything at all... Yan Huanren frowned slightly and said to himself,:
"It's okay... I just need to adapt a little..." He comforted himself so much. So he closed his eyes again.
Try to suppress the trance feeling and regain the ambition of flying across the sky and crossing the sea, breaking mountains and rivers.
Yan Huanren was unwilling to let that feeling be overwhelmed by trance and powerlessness! He wanted to personally control the power in his body and relive the bizarreness and wonders of the past again!
You can't just forget that fascinating feeling. Yan Huanren feels that he is lucky. This time he can get such luck is really an opportunity that is rare in a century!
He is probably the only one who has been given such a huge power by his ancestors for hundreds of years. Such a rare opportunity must be seized and cherished.
It must not be just a dream... It must not be... After stabilizing his mind for a while, he opened his eyes again.
The sunset shone into my eyes. But the light shattered the dream... What followed was endless trance and fatigue.
When Yan Huanren's legs became weak and he couldn't stand steadily, he fell to the ground.
"King!..."
"Father!!" The moment he fell to the ground, Yan Huanren heard a sudden call from around him. He raised his head and looked.
It was the queen, princess, and her own princes who rushed over after the rain.
"King, what's wrong with you?!" Queen Liu knelt beside her and asked with concern. Yan Huanren took a deep breath and a smile appeared on her face:
"It's okay...I'm fine!" Then he sat on the ground and started talking to his queen, princess and sons.
Tell us about what we have today and the gifts of our ancestors one by one. Everyone listened, with a look of respect and joy on their faces... However, when everything was finished, Yan Huanren's feeling of fatigue became stronger and stronger
!
The ambition of flying across the sky and crossing the sea and breaking mountains and rivers before could not be found anyway... It was really like a dream.
When he woke up, he had nothing... only endless emptiness was left. Yan Huanren was unwilling to give up, and he wanted to try to stand up.
So I grabbed a son's arm and wanted to get up. But my legs were still soft, and the feeling of weakness had spread all over my body, and sweat was coming out of my spine.
Unable to stand up... The queen saw her husband's abnormality and advised softly,:
"The king must be tired of inheriting the power of his ancestors, quelling the rebellion, and suppressing the invasion. He should take a break for a while." Hearing this, Yan Huanren gave up.
He exhaled a breath of turbid air. Yes, it should be enough to rest for a while. When tomorrow is full of energy, he may be able to possess that magical power again.
"Okay, go back and rest..." Yan Huanren was carried by his son and left the yard surrounded by everyone.
However, no one noticed that Yan Huanren's arms, which were covered by the sleeves of the royal robe, were like eggplant exposed to the scorching sun, quickly shriveled and aged...