"I'm too lazy to talk to you, why are you here?" Han Xian'er's beautiful eyes were cold, and she suddenly spoke.

Listening to Han Xian'er's words, a smile appeared on the face of the Sanguang Buddha, and he said: "The poor monk is in retreat and cultivation in the living space of the sword master, and today he happened to be injured and came out to take a walk. ”

"Soul Space!" When Han Xian'er heard this, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

The living spirit space, even if it is in the God Emperor Domain, is also priceless, even she, as the young lady of the Han family in the God Emperor City, only has a living spirit space the size of five zhang, and this is also a birthday gift that his grandfather once gave him.

From this, it can be seen that the soul space of Wuzhang is already priceless, and it is almost impossible for Jian Fengyun to have a soul space that can accommodate two people to retreat and cultivate.

"You go out first, I have something to talk to Dean Han." At this moment, Jian Fengyun, whose injuries had stabilized on the side, spoke suddenly.

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and then they all walked out.

"What are you going to talk about?" Han Xian'er looked at Jian Fengyun with cold eyes, but she was secretly thinking in her heart, and now, Jian Fengyun had made her unable to see through it at all.

"Dean, do I need to know your real name before we talk?" Jian Fengyun's eyes moved, a look of caution flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly spoke.

Jian Fengyun had a guess in his heart, but there was no definite answer.

"Han Xian'er." Han Xian'er's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she suddenly spoke.

She didn't know what her name was to talk about.

"Descendant of Emperor Han, are you from the Han family in Emperor Han City?" Jian Fengyun's eyes were deep, and he looked at Han Xian'er and suddenly spoke.

"How do you know about the Han family?" Han Xian'er was stunned for a moment, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on her pretty face, and she asked.

Jian Fengyun's words were like sharp blades, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and immediately made Han Xian'er vigilant.

Han Xian'er is from the Han family in God Emperor City, and God Emperor City was originally Han Emperor City, and there are only a handful of people who can know her true identity in Tianxuan, each of which basically has a terrifying background, and it is obvious that you, Jian Fengyun, are not one of these people at all.

"Descendants of Emperor Han, yes, your poison path inheritance should have been in decline for a long time, right?" Jian Fengyun's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly spoke.

More than 3,000 years ago, the oldest poison emperor of the Han family, Han Tianxiao, once went to Fengyun City to ask him for advice on poison.

Two people compete, one poisons, the other detoxification, the bet is a promise, and the loser must promise the winner a condition.

The poison path used by this cold Tianxiao was exquisite, and even Jian Fengyun, who was already respected as the god of medicine at that time, took a lot of effort to get rid of those poisons.

To this day, Jian Fengyun still remembers what Han Tianxiao said when he was defeated.

"It's ridiculous that I'm not invincible in poison, but I don't even have a successor."

Yes, Han Tian was defeated at that time, but what he sighed was not his own victory or defeat, but his inheritance, and no one could inherit his exquisite poisonous dao.

At that time, Han Tianxiao was already in his twilight years, and the Han family did not have any new Tianjiao at that time, so that sigh was a loneliness that was a penance and a poisonous path but had no successor, and it was difficult to inherit.

Jian Fengyun opened his mouth for the first time and said: "Although you have been defeated, I respect you for your unparalleled poison skills, if there are any conditions, you can mention it to me." ”

However, Jian Fengyun didn't think much about it at that time, just saw that the emperor of the world-shattering party was approaching, but he had regrets and some sympathy.

Han Tianxiao was very jealous at that time, grabbed his arm directly, and asked tremblingly, "Really?" ”

"My sword is the wind and the clouds, and my words will win the sky." Jian Fengyun's strength at that time had already given him the arrogance and status he deserved.

Jian Fengyun's words came out, originally thinking that Han Tianxiao would ask him for life-sustaining medicine, and when he was about to refine the medicine, Han Tianxiao's condition was to let Jian Fengyun accept his poisonous inheritance, and one day, the Han family would have a peerless Tianjiao appear, and then pass on the poisonous dao.

Jian Fengyun has a word in advance, so naturally he will not miss the appointment, but when he leaves, Jian Fengyun still renews his life, and the predecessors in this world who can devote themselves to the inheritance of the Dao system are worthy of his help to renew his life.

However, at that time, Han Tianxiao's body was close to exhaustion, and even if Jian Fengyun used the medicine to return to the sky, he could only barely continue his life for two thousand years.

Now, more than 3,000 years have passed since the original life was renewed, and Han Tianxiao must have fallen.

"Where did you hear all this?" Han Xian'er's eyes were cold, and there was a hint of murderous intent in her beautiful eyes.

The decline of the Han family's poisonous path inheritance, this is definitely a shocking top secret, the Han family has worked hard to support it over the years, but without the strongest poisonous path inheritance, the Han family's poisonous path is no longer enough to make people fearful.

This is the news of the Han family's strict blockade, even if it is those big forces in the God Emperor City, they don't know at all, how can Jian Fengyun know.

"You don't need to be shocked, if it is the Han family at its peak, it will definitely not let you, the Demon Lotus Poison Immortal Body, come to this kind of place, the Han family's poison Dao inheritance has extremely high requirements for physique talent, and the Demon Lotus Poison Immortal Body is one of the most suitable physiques for cultivating the Supreme Poison Dao." Jian Fengyun's eyes were calm, and then he spoke.

"I'm just punished for violating some clan rules and come here to serve as the dean, and it has nothing to do with the Dao lineage." Han Xian'er's pretty face moved, and she suddenly spoke.

She didn't want Jian Fengyun to know about the Han family, so at this moment she could only find some other reason to cover it up.

"Really?" The corners of Jian Fengyun's mouth hooked slightly, and he suddenly said: "Then say that your Han family's poisonous Dao inheritance is too bad, look at the poisonous power you exude all over your body, in addition to the innate poison of the demon lotus poisonous immortal body, the poisonous skill in your body also exudes a poisonous Dao breath, and anyone with a slightly stronger spiritual sense can feel it, the peak Poison Dao is that even the emperor can't detect the poisonous Dao breath in this person's body, and if the poison Dao is more advanced, you can control all the poisons in the world, and the poison of the Demon Lotus Poison Immortal Body is also poisonous, and naturally it can also be controlled, look at you now, Or let one's own natural poison run in the body, and it is difficult to benefit oneself by endangering others. ”

Jian Fengyun's words fell, and immediately made Han Xian'er's pretty face reveal a look of horror.

"You...... How did you know so much about poison ways? Han Xian'er's pretty face was dumbfounded, and in her beautiful eyes, a look of horror was instantly revealed.

Jian Fengyun's words, every word was like a sharp blade, piercing her soft underbelly, making her discover her shortcomings, really just like what Jian Fengyun said, for a moment, she could no longer keep calm.

(End of chapter)