After staying at Mr. Feng's house for a few days, Yuan Zhichen devoted himself to studying "Lost Soul Introduction", fortunately, the environment here is elegant, but Mr. Feng's two sons are practicing martial arts, and they are both serving in the Holy Heaven Army, and no one dares to disturb them. Mr. Feng lamented that there was no one to take over the mantle, so he was even more concerned about Yuan Zhichen, a closed disciple, and hoped that this genius boy could be his successor. It's just that Yuan Zhichen is not here, and he can't force it.

In the past few days, with Yuan Zhichen's continuous in-depth practice of the Lost Soul Guide, he found that this mysterious tune, the rhythm is mysterious, and there seems to be an indescribable "law" hidden in it, and if you grasp this peculiar "law", you can grasp the essence of the entire Lost Soul Guide.

At this time, Yuan Zhichen couldn't help but sigh, sometimes it was really a fateful arrangement, if it weren't for the stagnation of martial arts, how could he follow Mr. Feng to study the rhythm of music, and how could he better study this mysterious lost soul guide? As the saying goes, "There is a fixed number in the underworld", is this really a predestined arrangement?

It seemed that fate was too ethereal and illusory, Yuan Zhichen shook his head with a smile, and came back to his senses from that boundless thought. Taking a deep breath, he concentrated all his energy, closed his eyes, and listened to the breath of the breeze in the quiet garden of Mr. Feng, the gurgling of the water, the chirping of the birds, and even the sound of the fish gently paddling in the water, and he seemed to hear many natural sounds that he usually ignored. The whole person's soul is immersed in a kind of empty realm, at this time, his spirit has entered an ethereal state, and his mind firmly grasps the direction and rhythm of the "law" of the lost soul.

At the end of the song, Yuan Zhichen slowly opened his eyes, and there was silence in the garden, and even he himself seemed a little confused and lazy. Could it be that his spiritual world has also been affected?

Suddenly, he felt something strange, as if the wind had stopped, the birdsong had disappeared, and even the fish in the water seemed to be asleep, and everything was silent.

Yuan Zhichen suddenly felt a little creepy, and in a blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure standing dumbfounded on the path, motionless, Yuan Zhichen was startled: "The effect of the soul loss attraction has come out? Yuan Zhichen's heart moved, and he hurriedly got up and walked to Mr. Feng's side, and found that the old man's eyes were scattered, and his face was confused and sluggish, as if he had no soul.

Yuan Zhichen drank three times in a row, and Mr. Feng turned around slowly, looking at Yuan Zhichen with a blank face: "Hey, what happened just now? When did I get here?" Yuan Zhichen secretly broke out in a cold sweat and said with a dry smile: "It's nothing, sir, maybe it was my piano sound that attracted you just now, so you came here!"

In his heart, he said: "This is probably the power of the lost soul, I remember a few years ago, the whistling sound of the black demon was strange, and it made people lose their souls, just like the current Mr. Feng!"

Feng Rusong said half-loudly: "I just vaguely heard that your piano sound this time is very different from usual, so I can't help but come here to have a look!"

"Maybe this soul-losing song will be powerful when it is played? Yes, I heard that the black demon used this soul-losing guide at that time, and his partner was not affected, maybe it really needs to be integrated into the spiritual power of the guide, targeting a specific person, it can make people lose their souls? It seems that I need to try more. Yuan Zhichen thought to himself.

Fortunately, I had explained to the servants and maids in advance, otherwise I don't know how many people would become my test subjects this time. Yuan Zhichen was lucky, because now he didn't know how to wake up the person who had been attracted by the lost soul. I woke up Mr. Feng just now, on the one hand, he was helpless, and on the other hand, his soul loss guide was just skilled, and his power was not strong. Because of long-term meditation, Yuan Zhichen knows better that if a person's spirit is invaded by external evil and forcibly awakened, it is easy to be confused, go crazy, and the light person will be mentally damaged, and the serious person will be mentally disordered, or even die. At the beginning, the black demon would only use the lost soul to lure people, so how could he think of saving people?

It seems that we have to find a way to cure the lost soul, Yuan Zhichen thought so.

Looking back at the two birds, Yuan Zhichen suddenly remembered that when the black demon used the Lost Soul Guide, it was the two birds that finally let out bursts of clear sounds that broke the evil sound of the black demon.

Two days later, Yuan Zhichen was an old gentleman who said goodbye to the wind, and hurriedly went out to ride the wind beast and left, for fear that the old man would stay again. Mr. Feng was widowed in his early years, and his two sons were not at home all the year round, he also had no intention of continuing the strings, sending love letters to Danqing and music, and then simply left the Hanlin Academy, resigned and did not do it, devoted to literary affairs, and the achievements were so high that the saint astronomers were almost unattainable, plus there were many protégés, and the prestige was long, and even the emperor was polite and gave three points. It is precisely because of this that the old gentleman also feels lonely, when Princess Yinyue led Yuan Zhichen to his door, he was only reluctant to accept Yuan Zhichen because of the princess's face, and he was not even a registered disciple.

I never thought that this seemingly ordinary teenager had such an amazing talent, in just a few years, the calligraphy and painting rhythm had a faint blue and better than the blue, which made Feng Rusong very pleasantly surprised, from time to time he muttered that Yuan Zhichen wanted to accompany him and inherit his mantle, and even when the two sons went home, they saw that the old father was so concerned about Yuan Zhichen, they were all delicious.

Therefore, every time he comes to Mr. Feng, Yuan Zhichen is also a little stubborn, for fear that the old man will talk about the mantle, after all, he also has a lot of things to do, and he can't be a leader in the literary world for the time being. But this does not affect Mr. Feng's esteemed status in his heart.

Listening to Mr. Feng Lao Yuan still shouting that he had time to come back and take a look, Yuan Zhichen felt a little apologetic in his heart, like the ghost old man, this old gentleman who moved the Holy Heaven was just a lonely old man, and he was taken care of by them in many ways, so he really should accompany them more, but now he has begun to pursue the supreme avenue wholeheartedly, and he can't be by their side for many years.

While thinking about his thoughts, he rode the Wind Beast to the Thunder Fire Sect, and Yuan Zhichen suddenly heard a commotion in front of him. It was not far from the city gate, but it was surrounded by many people, almost blocking the wide avenue.

Holding on to its mount, the Tempest Beast roared, shook its head and waged its tail unwillingly to stop its four hooves. Yuan Zhichen sat on the spine of the beast, and saw at a glance that in the center of the crowd in front of him, several well-dressed rich young men were holding the mounts of the divine horse in their hands, these mounts were all superb, including the Wind Beast King, the Night Spirit Leopard, and the Gale Lion, and there was even a Jade Light Snow Horse that seemed to have just become an adult.

The Yuguang Snow Horse is an extremely rare mount, extremely humane, and its speed is much faster than that of the Wind Beast, the Spirit Leopard and the Lion, and the mane is snow-white, like jade light, and it is as light as snow when running, so it is called the Jade Light Snow Horse. This horse is not something that can be obtained by the powerful.

Right now, these brocade-clothed young men were surrounded by a crowd of people, as if they were arguing with the people around them, and there was an elderly man on the ground who was lying on the ground and writhing, looking very painful.

An excited voice came from the crowd: "You gentlemen, relying on the merits of your fathers and grandparents, and having a few dollars in your family, don't treat the common people as human beings......?"

"That's it, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, he is also so arrogant, there are people coming and going everywhere, he actually rides a horse, races his feet, and hits the old man, and he doesn't apologize, and he is still so arrogant?"

There are even upright people with an impassioned voice: "These people don't learn and don't know how to do it, they are simply pests, and they have lost the face of their grandparents and ............

Those brocade-clothed young men also fought back angrily: "Young Master Ben told you to give way, you are slow to hide to death, and you deserve to be hit!"

"This old man is looking for his own death, who is to blame? No matter how verbose you are, be careful that I beat you up and can't take care of yourself......"

Yuan Zhichen listened for a while, and then understood, this group of young men in brocade clothes, either rich or expensive, idle and fine, outside the city to ride a mount, race the strength of the feet, when returning to the city, they are still flying and domineering, the speed of the mount is not reduced, the old man's legs and feet are not flexible, he can't avoid it, he was scraped to the ground, and the son of the gentleman who caused the accident also came down and insulted endlessly, and the people around him couldn't stand it, and the crowd was excited, and they besieged it.

These gentlemen have a few servants with them, but at the moment, it is not easy to mess around, after all, it is at the feet of the Son of Heaven. When he was making a commotion, suddenly a rough voice in the crowd shouted: "These unlearned and unskilled gentlemen only know how to harm the people and kill them......"

"Yes, hit, hit hard, teach them a lesson...... someone chimed in.

"Hit, should be hit......"

These ordinary people have long been unaccustomed to these young masters who are powerful and powerful, and there are some warriors with a sense of justice in the crowd, and some people take the lead in shouting and shouting, and they are all a little enthusiastic, and there is a commotion in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Zhichen looked at the scene in front of him coldly, glanced at the few big men who took the lead in shouting, and felt a little abrupt, so he watched the changes.

The three or four big men who took the lead in shouting and beating became more and more emotional, and they condemned those rich young masters with a strong voice, and their subordinates were also unambiguous, and they started fighting directly, and some onlookers also followed.

The gentlemen are all used to being rampant and domineering, how can they stand this bird anger, they are all shouting, and they have fought back, and those with fast eyesight quickly pull the old man to the side, otherwise they will be trampled to death.

Yuan Zhichen hurriedly dismounted, came to the old man in a flash, took the old man to the side, observed the old man's injuries, helped him get back to his bones, and watched the changes in the field, and asked the old man what happened.

"Bang...... Oops, it hurts......"

"Nima, how do you beat me, I'm innocent,, I'm going to beat someone!"

"Do you know who Young Master Ben is......? I want you dead!" ......

There was chaos in the field, shouting and scolding, shouting and screaming, and screaming in pain, stirring into a pile, Yuan Zhichen looked at the field nervously, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the big man with a green coin birthmark on his forehead, but he quietly fought and retreated, and soon disappeared into the crowd while taking advantage of the chaos.

Yuan Zhichen became more and more strange, these people seemed to be enthusiastic, but the onlookers paid a little attention and found that these big men were stirring up trouble, but the scene was chaotic, and few people found these big men suspicious.

Yuan Zhichen was a little puzzled, this time it seemed that something strange had happened.