Immediately afterwards, the soul was attracted by a lilac aura, and it instinctively pursued it, wandering for a while, and finally got into a gleaming bottle.
The face of the person holding the bottle was blurry, but his figure was very familiar to Shen Yu.
No, it is engraved in my heart!
"Feng Jian Yue!" Shen Yu spat out the man's name word by word, his cold voice like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, filled with endless resentment and hatred.
An old man in the scene gasped: "It's him, it's him, he's the big shot who broke into the Queen Mother Yaochi."
Wen Yi understood instantly.
As someone who had an extremely close relationship with Shen Yu, Feng Jianyue naturally knew that the person in the mausoleum was not Shen Yu, but his mother.
The question is, why did Feng Jianyue take away the soul of Shen Yu's mother?
Is it because of the language?
Taking Shen Yu’s mother’s soul as a hostage?
Just thinking about Wen Yi makes me think that Feng Jian Yue is a person with deep scheming, so deep that one can get chills down the spine.
"Your Highness, it was the person who took away your mother's soul. Please calm down." Fu Yu felt that his bones were about to be broken by Shen Yu's powerful aura. He felt difficulty breathing and his whole body was in a state of confusion. A state of imminent collapse.
Rumor has it that the violent prince Shen Yu is cold and unkind, a bloodthirsty monster who disowns all his relatives and even kills himself when he goes crazy.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it would be hard for Fu Yu to imagine that Shen Yu, who was rumored to be crazy and violent, was so attached to his mother.
Gu Yanting looked up at Shen Yu, who was floating in mid-air. He was so powerful that it made his soul tremble. Shen Yu could collapse and go crazy at any time. He didn't dare to say a word.
Wen Yi's Nascent Soul realm cultivation is still far behind Shen Yu's. She gritted her teeth and said, "Shen Yu, you already know the whole story. I...I can't hold on any longer."
In the past, she would have asked Shen Yu why he went crazy after knowing the truth.
Now, thinking about it from another angle, the soul of my beloved Mu Qing has disappeared inexplicably, and the plans for resurrection have become a dream, and anyone who puts it on his body will go crazy.
Taking a deep breath, Shen Yu looked condescendingly at Wen Yi and others who were resisting his own strength, and his blood-red eyes gradually returned to clarity.
"Woo!"
A gust of wind blew by, and Shen Yu put away his strong pressure and slowly fell to the ground.
Wen Yi removed his spiritual power and saw the fragments of the Qianyuan Immortal Sword beside the coffin from the corner of his eye, so he walked over to pick them up and wiped the ashes on them, "The hilt and blade are already there, only the last fragment is needed to put the whole thing together." The fairy sword."
This means that Shen Yu's power will return to its peak, and he has strong strength to fight Feng Jianyue and its related forces.
"Now that the scabbard is in hand, the fragments should be returned to their original owners." Wen Yi took out the remaining Qianyuan Sword fragments from the storage bag and said, "Here."
Shen Yu thought for a while, then turned his slender fingers in the air and drew a complex and mysterious spell. Pieces of Qianyuan Sword fragments flew out from Wen Yi's palm one after another, and were spliced and glued together under the guidance of the intertwined black and red spiritual power. It forms a long sword that still lacks a tip.
After Shen Yu withdrew the pressure, everyone was able to breathe and sat crookedly on the ground, gasping for air.
"I will not take the crime of guarding the mausoleum lightly." With these words, Shen Yu took Wen Yi and left the mausoleum.
Feng Ya and others' legs were weak, their backs were covered with sweat, their eyes were looking straight at the direction Shen Yu and the others left, and their hands were shaking.
"Is this the real strong man?" Fu Yu once again felt the gap between himself and Shen Yu.
...
Shen Yu's speed was very fast, and in an instant the two of them arrived at a deserted palace overgrown with weeds in the oasis.
The Moon Oasis is rainy and was known as the Little Jiangnan for thousands of years.
This huge stone building remains looks like the skeleton left by a dead dragon, and its former magnificence can still be seen over the years.
Wen Yi and Shen Yu stood in front of the main entrance, which was more than thirty meters high. Clusters of green buds and moss covered the damp stone door, and there were various flowers and plants.
Wen Yi: "This is?"
"My temple." Shen Yu walked barefoot into the ancient, dilapidated temple. "My mother passed away early, so I buried her body in a beautiful place behind the Royal Palace in Surabaya. Her last wish before she died was to return to Sishui." Moon Oasis.
Later, after I became the crown prince, I led an army to conquer the demons, returned here again, and moved her bones here."
With her back to Shen Yu, Wen Yi couldn't see clearly the expression on his face, but she could feel his loneliness and reluctance.
"At that time, my mother's tomb had not yet been built, so I placed her body here and it was worshiped by thousands of people."
Wen Yi followed closely behind her. She looked around and saw magnificent stone carvings and magnificent and complex formations. Her mind recalled how glorious the temple was during its heyday.
This was one of the few beautiful places in Shen Yu's memories. Wen Yi followed silently without speaking.
"Feng Jianyue is a little beggar my mother and I met when we returned to Sishui Kingdom from Longyan Desert." Shen Yu and Wen Yi sat side by side on the stone steps. "He is about the same age as me. When we found him, he almost Freezing to death on the road."
"We were very young at that time, and I didn't like to communicate with others. Feng Jian Yue was different. He was very lively and active, and his sweet mouth could coax people. He often made my mother laugh.
My mother likes Feng Jianyue more than me, who is the son of an 'enemy', and they are more like a mother and son."
"After returning to the palace, at the humble prayer of my mother, Feng Jianyue became my companion. Among my four friends, he was the one with whom I got to know the earliest and had the deepest affection. If it weren't for the fluorite from the sky that caused his personality to be arrogant, If things change and we turn against each other, maybe the current situation will be completely different."
Shen Yu slowly recounted his relationship with Feng Jian Yue, and Wen Yi listened quietly, "Although Feng Jian Yue is at odds with you, he must have great feelings for your mother. It may not be appropriate for him to take away her soul without permission." As bad as you think, maybe try another way to resurrect her?"
When a monk's cultivation reaches a certain level, it is not difficult to resurrect a mortal.
"Oh, Feng Jian Yue is a narrow-minded person. Back then, a little palace maid accidentally soiled his clothes. The next day, all the clothes of the little palace maid were torn to pieces. He will always be willing to spend money and retaliate, and his intentions are not right. Mother It’s my weakness, and of course he’ll be able to pinpoint it accurately.”
What worried Shen Yu the most was what happened to his mother's soul.
"Then let's get the Yellow Emperor's spirit liquid quickly. You can reshape your body as soon as possible so that you can face Feng Jianyue head-on and find your mother's soul from his mouth." Wen Yi comforted her softly, "My intuition tells me that her soul is still there. , we still have a chance.”
"Shen Yu, it will get better." Although this sentence was feeble, Wen Yi kept telling Shen Yu over and over again that he would get better.