"Let's go!" Yan Rinkuan commanded and sat down again.

The man in charge glanced at the other two, flicked the reins, and the carriage moved slowly.

The remaining two glanced at each other, this Yan Pavilion elder didn't say how to arrange them, but obviously he didn't plan to let them go, but he didn't dare to escape, but the two had no choice but to drag their injured bodies and follow behind the carriage. Fortunately, the two of them cultivated to a high level, and although they were injured, they could barely keep up with the carriage.

Yan Yun finally broke free from Song's arms, opened the car window, looked at the two people who were following the carriage, and asked curiously at Yan Rin Kuan at the wheel outside the car window, "These two people are also transcendental?"

"It's all transcendental. Yan Rinkuan nodded.

If this cultivation realm is not revealed, others will not be able to see it, but in the previous Yan Rinkuan's palm, these people have also used cultivation to resist, although it is useless, but the cultivation realm is exposed.

Yan Yun glanced at the two people who gritted their teeth and followed behind the carriage, and asked in surprise: "It's not that there are very few transcendent realms, even in a big family, they are high, why do they come out so much at once?"

"There are indeed not many people in this transcendent realm, but you can still find them, let alone at the entrance of the Endless Mountain Range. Yan Rinkuan replied.

The Endless Mountains attract people from millions of miles away in and around the Great Wilderness to come here to practice and hunt for treasures, and the more people there are, the more masters there are.

Yan Yun was relieved, and he didn't ask any more, and closed the car window after thanking Yan Rin.

There were no words all the way, and several people returned to the house smoothly.

After Yan Rinkuan entered the mansion, he took the three of them away, and Yan Yun and the three of them returned to the backyard of the Yan Mansion, and it was already the second half of the night after eating. After Song explained, he returned to his bedroom, and Yan Yuejiao was also sent away by Yan Yun. At this time, Yan Yun was able to calm down and check his body.

Sit cross-legged on the bed, close your eyes, and look inwardly at yourself. Suddenly, the situation in his body was presented in his mind.

The body seems to be condensed, the skin is as bright as jade, and the inside is clean and transparent, like a newborn baby.

The original golden spirit seed the size of a green bean has shrunk by half at this moment, like a golden pearl, floating in the dantian, with nine patterns of the spirit seed, exuding a milli light, but it is a little dimmer than when it was just formed.

The Divine Soul Villain sat quietly in the Mud Pill Palace, like a miniature version of Yan Yun.

"The first realm of cultivating the gods contains the divine soul, and the second realm of the divine soul manifests, and now the divine soul is like a real person, I have indeed reached the peak of the manifest realm, but I can use the Dao method. Yan Yun thought to himself, and saw that the right hand that was originally placed on his lap was pinching his fingers again and again, and he muttered in his mouth: "The Tao is invisible, it can turn fire, wind, and thunder!"

After speaking, he opened his eyes violently, and with a wave of his palm into the air, he saw that a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in the originally dark room.

The electric light appeared suddenly, and it ended very quickly, but in a flash, the room was dark again.

"What's going on? I cultivated the thunder method at the peak of the second realm of the gods, how could it be so weak, if it weren't for the dark night, I might not have been able to find it. Yan Yun's eyes widened, and he was terrified.

He was born in this world for six years, and most of the time he was silent because he had a secret in his heart.

He used to be a generation of Tianjiao, and he could change the color of heaven and earth with a wave of his hand, just because he was reborn here by accident, because he was not surprised to see Yan Fengci's knife that slashed out flames, and he was not envious when he saw Yan Rin raise his hand to destroy the enemy under his palm.

Even if he let the powerhouse of the Divine Power Realm be willing to be a guard, and let the enemy not sleep at night and find someone to attack and kill in a hurry, he didn't take it seriously.

Because he thinks that this is not his way, and consciously cultivating God is his way.

Until this time, until this flash of light, the Tao that he was proud of in his heart was shattered.

Unwillingly, Yan Yun sent several words in succession, but it was still a faint light, and he couldn't maintain it for even a moment, and his thunder was originally going to fall outside the window, but this light appeared next to the bed.

Yan Yun's eyes were round, his eyes were red, and his expression was sluggish, and even the Divine Soul Villain in the Mud Pill Palace began to dissipate.

"Ahh

For a while, the room was "clanging".

The noise alarmed the others in the house, and the door was kicked open with a "clang".

Yan Tao, who was the first to arrive, was dressed in a nightgown, and he didn't have time to care about the messy appearance in the house, so he stepped in front of his red-eyed son in a few steps, grabbed his son, who looked like a madman, and shouted anxiously: "Yun'er, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Yun seemed to be unconscious, struggling frantically. But how could he break free from Yan Tao's palm.

The next one to arrive was the Song family, who pushed Yan Tao away, held his son in his arms, and kept shouting Yan Yun's name in his mouth.

"Yun'er, I'm my mother!" Looking at the son who kept struggling in his arms, Song was so sad that his tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Mother?" Yan Yun murmured, his expression finally calmed down, but his eyes still had no brilliance. But the divine soul in the Mud Pill Palace no longer dissipated and stabilized, but it was unlikely to be much more blurred.

Seeing that his son had stabilized, Song nodded in surprise and replied, "Yun'er, it's my mother, my mother is here." ”

"Young Master, what's the matter?" At this time, many people had gathered outside the door, and they all asked in surprise when they saw the situation in the house.

Yan Tao drank back from the onlookers, carefully examined Yan Yun's body, at first thought it was caused by evil qi, but after careful inspection, he felt that it was not like it, and couldn't help frowning and muttering: "It doesn't look like it's affected by evil qi!"

When Song heard her husband's words, she said angrily, "What do you know about a martial artist?"

Not only Yan Tao didn't understand, but there were few people in the entire Yan clan who understood medical science, when the ten kings created the cultivation method, the ten people had their own strengths, but this Yan clan was mainly attacking.

The Yan family doesn't understand medical science, but the Song family majors in Dan Dao, but in terms of medical science, they are much better than the Yan family, so Yan Tao hurriedly nodded yes and said: "Madame's mother's Song family entered the Tao with Dan, this aspect is indeed much higher than that of the husband, you quickly check for your son what caused his son to be like this." ”

"You don't need to teach. Song refuted her husband, turned her head to look at Yan Yun, and said, "Yun'er, what is unhappy?"

Yan Yun didn't seem to hear it, and didn't say a word. Yan Tao on the side frowned and muttered, "Who is not happy to have such a big temper." ”

Song ignored Yan Tao, looked at Yan Yun with concern, and then said, "Yun'er has something to tell her mother, and your mother will work with you to find a way." ”

Hearing this, Yan Yun seemed to come back to his senses, looked up at the Song clan who was holding him, and asked, "What height can the Nine Patterns Enlightenment Spirit reach in this world?"

Although I don't know why my son asked, he still replied: "My generation of monks refining skin and flesh through the bones, five internal organs, and condensing the flesh body golden pill, Yun'er, you have nine patterns of enlightenment, and your talent is peerless, as long as you cultivate carefully, you will also have the opportunity to form a golden pill in the future, and maybe you can reach the height of the ancestors." ”

The Song family comforted him repeatedly, but Yan Tao pouted when he heard it, at this time he already knew that his son must have been stimulated by something, so even if he didn't think so, he didn't refute it out loud, but he secretly thought in his heart: "Even if there is only a 1 in 100 million probability of the Nine Patterns Enlightenment, how many cultivators in this world are billions, and it has been hundreds of thousands of years since the founding of Huangquan, how have you ever heard of anyone who has reached the height of the ancestor?"

Yan Yun has often read books in the Yan Library Pavilion over the years, and if he asks, he actually knows the answer.

It's just that now he doesn't have the Tao obvious, so he can only step from the once familiar Tao to the relatively unfamiliar Tao now, feeling lost and frightened, and desperately looking for some comfort.

But after all, he was young, even if he was the young master of the Yan family, he could only read some miscellaneous records and biographies in the library pavilion, and he really didn't know about the cultivation of the Ten Halls of Yama, so he asked, "What kind of cultivation is the ancestor?"

Song replied: "After forming a flesh golden pill, you can lead to nine days of thunder tribulation, and after you have passed, you will become an immortal." The ancestors of the Yan family were immortals, and the ancestors of the Song family were also immortals, and the ten of them were all immortals. ”

"Can ghosts become immortals?" Yan Yun murmured.

"What is the ghost?" asked Song suspiciously.

Yan Yun didn't answer, because he didn't know either.

He once thought he knew, but now he found out he was wrong.

At this time, the sky had begun to light up, and Yan Tao still had many things today, but he had to leave at this moment, so he said: "Yun'er has a good rest, and my father will come to see you later."

Yan Tao greeted and went out of the door, and the Song family only slept in the second half of the night yesterday, and was woken up again as soon as he fell asleep, although it is okay for cultivators not to sleep for a few days, but the mood goes up and down in a day, but this spirit is really sleepy, at this moment, seeing that his son is already fine, he also left after accompanying him for a while.

At this time, Yan Yuejiao, who had been guarding the door, walked in and cleaned up the messy room.

Yan Yun walked to the window, looked at the winding path in the flower garden outside the window, laughed at himself, and secretly thought to himself: "Why am I so fragile and ridiculous, since this way doesn't work, just go another way." ”

A feeling of exhaustion hit, Yan Yun didn't think about it anymore, climbed into the bed that Yan Yuejiao had just made, and fell asleep.

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