Yan Fenghuan has never been so harsh with the Yan family, if it were in the past, Yan Jing would have been so panicked that the six gods had no master.

However, at this moment, he was very calm, as if he had known that Yan Fenghuan would have such an attitude.

He first performed the highest ancient rite of the Yan family, and his words were extremely sincere: "Your Excellency, you will always be the one who the Yan family follows!"

Yan Ling didn't know what was going on, but Yan Fenghuan's anger was at Yan Jing, and she naturally didn't dare to stand idly by.

Hearing this, he knelt down and bowed as if he were respectful.

She didn't speak, but her expression when she looked at Yan Fenghuan was extremely solemn and loyal.

「……」

Yan Fenghuan glanced at her helplessly, waved her hand and helped her up.

didn't look at her, just said softly, "Yan Ling, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't have to worry about it."

Yan Ling wanted to say something, but Jiang Xiaoyue behind him stepped forward to cover her mouth. Fun Cabinet

Ji Linxing also whispered to persuade her not to act rashly, and to see the situation clearly first.

I don't know which sentence touched Yan Ling, she looked at Yan Fenghuan's indifferent side face, and Yan Jing's obviously weak look, and forcibly suppressed the anxiety in her heart.

And here, Yan Fenghuan lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Jing silently for a long time, and suddenly asked, "How does the peak of the eighth order feel?"

Everyone's eyes widened!

Eighth Order ???

Ji Hongzhi and the others were especially frightened, but they felt reasonable in a trance.

After all, they traveled all the way, and the three of them always felt that they couldn't see through the words.

Yan Jing had just stepped before, and he couldn't hide his cultivation in front of a few people at all, and his aura could be easily captured.

And this time, after he suddenly came out, they couldn't sense anything!

Even if Ji Hongzhi and Jiang Kunli are now ranked at the seventh order, they are completely unable to penetrate the bottom of the respect.

They were still wondering if Yan Jing had used some special secret method, who would have thought that the answer would be so direct.

At the peak of the eighth order, it was naturally impossible for them to detect it.

And here, when Yan Jing heard this, a smile appeared on his face: "I just took a step a few days ago, and now that I have such a creation, I am naturally happy in my heart."

"Huh." Yan Fenghuan's voice was wrapped in a little spiritual power, and it exploded in Yan Jing's ears, "Master Yan, you have great ambitions, and you have the support of the main god, so I have no need to worry about it."

She originally thought that with this dream adventure, she would leave something behind, and after the spiritual power recovered, even if it was to impact the god level, it would be possible for Yan Jing to do it.

But I didn't expect it......

Yan Jing's face was full of helplessness and embarrassment, although in the dream, the Lord God had repeatedly said that he must be greeted by the anger of the Venerable, and he was also prepared.

But one after another, he really couldn't bear it.

"Your ......Excellency," said Yan respectfully, with some bitterness in his voice.

Ji Hongzhi and the others next to him didn't dare to come out, and they didn't understand why Yan Fenghuan's reaction to Yan Jing's promotion was so strange.

Yan respects the strong, and in just half a month, he has beaten Ji Hongzhi and others to become the strongest person in Huaguo except for Yan Fenghuan, isn't this a happy thing?

Just when a few people were puzzled, they heard Yan Feng cheer out and asked softly, "Do you know that this is not creation."

Yan Jing was stunned for a moment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth fell.

But he remained calm: "I understand. The Lord God has told me this. After this time, the fate is completely destroyed, and for me, there is no day for me to be promoted on the path of cultivation."

This is also why, even if the remaining images of several main gods are completely dissipated, they also spell an eighth-order peak for him.

"What—" Yan Ling covered his mouth, and tears fell in an instant.

Others were shocked.

"No wonder ......" Ji Hongzhi and Jiang Kunli glanced at each other, and they both saw some complicated looks in each other's eyes.

The monk has been chasing a higher realm all his life, knowing that he will never be able to move any further, and it hurts

The bitterness can be imagined.

Even if the peak of the eighth order is already a realm beyond the reach of many people, it can be said that it is different.

He has words and joys behind him, who is sure that in the future, he will not have higher achievements?

"They ......" Yan Fenghuan shook his head slightly, his tone was a little cold, "It stands to reason that they won't take you as a sacrifice."

Yan Jing looked at Yan Fenghuan's appearance and smiled.

Indeed, as a descendant of the Yan family, for the sake of Yan Fenghuan's face, the Lord God did not think of hurting him.

Even if he had to let him into the game at the beginning, he worked hard to save his life and left him enough compensation.

"This dream is indeed a dream of creation made for me by the Lord God of the Past Death." Yan Yan explained softly.

Yan Fenghuan came closer, squatted down and looked at him at eye level: "The dream of creation, through life and death, yin and yang, and the opportunity to seize heaven and earth, is a rare opportunity for thousands of years, and it will not be your current effect."

Cultivating by forcibly improving so much will result in a lifelong repercussion, and if you stop cultivating for a day after that, your cultivation will regress.

And now that the method of respecting the fate of Yan has been broken, it is no longer possible to make up for this situation through external forces, nor can it be promoted through cultivation.

For the rest of his life, he had to face the reality of 'cultivating only retreat but not advancing' day after day.

Yan Fenghuan looked at Yan Jing with a cold face.

Jing looked at her very naturally, smiled, and explained, "The Lord God of the Past Life did prepare for me the dream of creation, and I discovered the existence of the causal dream in it."

Yan Fenghuan's face changed slightly: "You have entered a karmic dream?"

Yan Jing nodded.

"No wonder." Yan Fenghuan felt cold all over his body for a moment, "Who let you in?"

"It's me." Yan Jing said softly.

"Lying." Yan Fenghuan's voice was as cold as ice, "The causal dream must be completed by the joint efforts of Su Xuming and Karmic Painting Spirit, without their help, you don't even know what the causal dream is, how can you get in!"

"I saw something in the gap between cause and effect at a glance......" Yan Jing was silent for a moment, "So, I begged them to tell me what a causal dream is."

Yan Fenghuan was stunned: "What did you see?"

「……」

Yan Jing had guilt in his eyes, he really couldn't answer this question, it was about Yan Fenghuan, he didn't dare to bet anything.

"Can't you say that?" Yan Fenghuan lowered her eyes, although it was a question, she seemed to know the answer.

Yan Jing nodded honestly.

"Dream for a thousand years, so that you can see some cause and effect." Yan Fenghuan looked at him deeply, "What do you want to see when you cut off the chance of eternal life and eternity?"

Yan Jing pursed his lips, shook his head, and said very slowly, "Your Excellency, I don't want to say it."

Nor can it be said.

Yan Fenghuan closed her eyes, she felt that her anger was extinguished, extinguished, like a joke, and in the end there was only some residual smoke.

"As I said, they don't need you to fulfill their game." Yan Fenghuan's tone became a little tired, "Why don't you listen."

Yan Jing raised his eyes and looked at her very seriously, "Your Excellency, I am not perfecting them, but fulfilling myself. For me, all the choices this time are just to make money and not lose money."

"......" Yan Fenghuan bowed his head and was silent for a while.

Everyone looked at her and didn't dare to make a sound.

After a while, she slowly stood up, and as she got up, an invisible force also held up Yan Jing.

She adjusted her breath a few times, as if she was deliberately holding something down.

Yan Jing looked at her nervously from the side.

Not far away, Ji Linxing also frowned slightly, just because he felt that the little cowardly bag resting in his spiritual platform wanted to come out for a while-

At this moment, Yan Fenghuan let out a long breath of turbid air and returned to his usual appearance.

She rested her right hand lightly on top of her left arm, looked at Yan Jing and said, "Since you have said this

For the sake of you, then I won't ask you anything about your dreams."

Yan respectfully showed shame and gratitude, and bowed his head.

"However, they have worked so hard to come to such a scene, and they must have asked for something." Yan Fenghuan glanced at Yan Jing, and then fell on Ji Hongzhi, who was a little sluggish, "What do they want me to do? Or rather, what do you want me to do?"

Yan Jing has long been surprised by the intelligence of his own respect.

At this time, he didn't beat around the bush when he heard the words: "I want to invite you to participate in this Lingwu Competition."

Yan Fenghuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes wandered over several people, and he did not speak.

Ji Linxing and the others next to him were shocked by this "request", and their eyes jumped back and forth on Yan Jing and the others in a strange way.

What the hell is this kidding???

Let Yan Fenghuan come to the competition? You might as well announce this competition directly, there is no first place!

And, who's going to compare? Who can compare to words?

Does it make any sense for her to participate in the competition? Who the hell came up with this proposal?!

Ji Linxing couldn't hold back his words, and after a few seconds, he still looked at Ji Hongzhi: "Old man, are you old?"

Can you think of such an outrageous proposal?

Ji Hongzhi's temples twitched, and he kicked over-

A gust of wind rose, and Ji Linxing dodged suddenly.

Ji Hongzhi didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned his head to Yan Fenghuan and explained, "Miss Yan, we want to ask you to participate in this competition as a 'field guide'."

He deliberately emphasized the word "whole process".

Yan Fenghuan turned his head to look at Yan Jing, whose face was full of pleading and expectation.

「……」

Yan Fenghuan was silent for a moment, and then smiled self-deprecatingly.

He waved his hand and walked out, "Okay, I promise."

The tone was helpless, as if he had accepted his fate.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped again, and looked at Lin Hui and the others, who had never had a chance to speak since the beginning-

"The level of understanding you have now reached a very astonishing level."

Lin Hui's and his entourage's eyes lit up, and they were naturally extremely happy to have the affirmation of words and joy.

"Will you continue to defend the playing field?" Yan Fenghuan asked suddenly.

"Yes!" Lin Hui solemnly replied, "Until the end of the Lingwu Competition, we will all be here!"

"I see." Yan Fenghuan nodded, and then pinched his right hand out of thin air-

A quaint hand-drawn scroll appeared in her hand, and then she gently threw it towards Lin Hui.

Lin Hui's eyes widened, he jumped up, and caught the scroll steadily.

Its effect instantly flooded into his mind.

The strange and bizarre utility word "Harmony ......" made him exclaim in surprise, "Group Formation??!