The third relief is different from the first two, the first two Yang Yan in the other side of the space, although the face of the person inside can not be seen clearly, but the relief is very clear, and this one, the relief is very blurred, as if shrouded in a layer of thick fog, can not see through, can only vaguely see that it is a person, from the body should also be a man, the breath on the body is restrained, even can not feel the majesty, just like an ordinary person.

However, how could a person who could be carved into a relief and be juxtaposed with the first two could be an ordinary person? It must be a peerless powerhouse of the same level as them, but others couldn't see through it.

The moment Yang Yan faced this relief, his heart sank, and he felt very uncomfortable, as if the relief could spy on the heavens and see through the falsehood, and he was seen through.

I believe that no one will like this feeling, especially Yang Yan, but he still endured this uncomfortable feeling, staring at the relief, as if he wanted to see through it in turn.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to come to a place again, around him were rows of extremely brilliant palaces, much grander than the Tianyang Imperial Palace, and there was no comparison at all, the materials used to build the palace were all top-grade divine soldiers, and there was a feeling of fear when standing in front of him.

"This is ......" Yang Yan looked at all this a little unclear So, whether it was the first relief or the second relief, it gave him an unreal feeling, but now looking at the palace in front of him, he felt very real.

Moreover, the first two reliefs created scenes were all the cultivation of a man, but this time it was a series of palaces, as if he was in a palace, and he was asked to explore step by step.

Fixed, Yang Yan raised his feet and walked into the gate of a palace, there is a golden dragon statue on both sides of the gate, lifelike, giving people a very sense of majesty, and into the main hall, there is a sense of sudden enlightenment, the whole hall is spacious, well-equipped, the pattern is strict, splendid, extremely gorgeous, everywhere shows the vast imperial might, standing in it, you will feel your own insignificance.

Around Yang Yan, the prince of the Tianyang Dynasty, he was also a little shocked in this palace, just a large hall of a palace is much more gorgeous than the Tianyang Palace, just like the difference between the palace and the private house.

This shock did not last long, Yang Yan walked towards the palace, feeling the prosperity of the palace, shuttling between the main halls, walking through the exquisite corridors, all the way in a roundabout way, without the slightest pause.

Just when Yang Yan walked around a corner, his footsteps stopped, not far in front of him was a palace that was several times more luxurious than the original palace, outside the palace, there was a majestic man wearing a crown of golden dragons, wearing golden dragon robes, and stepping on golden dragon boots, walking around, with a trace of anxiety and eagerness on his face, as if waiting for something.

"Father, don't worry, the queen mother will be fine, and soon if there is a royal brother, the father should be happy. Beside the majestic man there was a little girl of five or six years old, who was born very beautiful at a young age, wearing princess dresses, exuding nobility, seeing the anxious look of the majestic man, the little girl comforted, and when she spoke, her face was full of smiles.

The huge palace can't even find a few peers as big as her, and now she finally has a royal brother who is about to be born, she is naturally very happy.

Hearing this, the majestic man calmed down a little, and quipped: "How do you know that it is the imperial brother, maybe it is a little imperial sister?"

The little girl Qiong's nose wrinkled, she was cute, and muttered: "My father will joke about Ruoyan, but I know that the queen mother's belly is a boy, and she will be Ruoyan's royal brother in the future." ”

"Haha! The majestic man laughed awkwardly, and then said, "Then you are not worried?"

"Ruoyan has nothing to worry about?" Ruoyan wondered.

"Do you think, what about my father, unlike other emperors who have a harem of 3,000 beauties, just your mother is a queen, and you are a daughter, the future throne will naturally be inherited by your future imperial brother, and the love for you will definitely decrease in the future." The dignified man said with a serious face.

"Who made your father so useless, being an emperor is still so shabby. Hearing this, Ruoyan didn't worry, but hit her father and the emperor.

"If you say, you ......" The majestic man was choked by Ruoyan's words, and it took a long time before he retorted: "How can I talk to my father! Father, I am infatuated, I only love your mother, why is it useless?"

"Hehe, father, are you afraid that after the concubine, the queen mother will turn her face with you, right?" Ruoyan didn't believe it, and squeezed his eyebrows at the majestic man, making the majestic manhood half dead.

"Who said ......"

"Wow!"

The majestic man was about to argue a few words, when a baby cry came from the hall, followed by a surprised cry of Wen Po: "Birth! Birth! Your Majesty, the queen mother has given birth!"

When the words fell, the majestic man's face swelled with ecstasy, and he didn't care about arguing with Ruoyan anymore, and hurriedly strode into the hall, Ruoyan trotted into it, looking even more anxious than her father.

Yang Yan, who was watching all this, was a little stunned, he heard the conversation between the majestic man and the little girl Ruoyan, and it was clear that this was impossible in the scene created by the first two reliefs, and this scene had nothing to do with the third relief, what was going on?

"Ruoyan ......" Yang Yan muttered, this name reminded him of Bing Ruoyan, could it be that Bing Ruoyan has any connection with this little girl?

He couldn't understand why he saw such a scene even if Bing Ruoyan really had any connection with this little girl?

Yang Yan moved, wanting to step forward to see what was going on, but suddenly stopped, because he found that he could actually see the inside of the palace, as if the wall between them did not exist.

He saw the majestic man striding to the bedside, looked at the woman lying on the bed with joy and concern, and said with concern: "Ling'er, it's fortunate!"

The woman's face is like a twenty-eight girl, ice muscles and jade bones, dressed in a hundred birds and phoenix clothes, even if she is a little weak because of the pain of childbirth, but she does not hide her grace and luxury, three thousand green silk spreads out, her face is full of love looking at the baby in her arms, exuding the brilliance of maternal love.

"Your Majesty, look at our children. The woman looked up and smiled gently, carefully handing the baby in her arms to the majestic man.

The majestic man took the baby, and before he could take a closer look, Ruoyan on the side couldn't wait to squeeze it over and shouted, "I want to see it too!"

"You, you. The majestic man nodded his forehead with a smile, and then looked at the baby in his arms, a pair of eyes were as black as ink, a round face, white and fat, two pairs of white and tender little hands were moving restlessly, and the small mouth was babbling, which was very cute.

Ruoyan couldn't help but reach out and pinch the baby's round face, and exclaimed, "The imperial brother is so cute!"

"Wow!" was pinched by Ruoyan, and the baby cried directly, which made her at a loss, and said in a panic: "Father, I didn't use my strength, why did he cry, what should I do?"

"Haha, you're a little naughty and scared, aha!" The majestic man laughed, in a good mood, so Ruoyan glanced at him fiercely, and turned his head unconvinced and snorted.

"Okay, okay, it's normal for a newborn baby to cry. The majestic man stopped laughing, then looked at the baby in his arms seriously, and said: "However, when you grow up, you can't cry anymore, a manly man, you have to hold your head to the sky and your feet on the ground, even if there is suffering, you will hold it in your heart, and you would rather shed blood than tears, you know?"

The baby seemed to understand him, and stopped crying, and grinned, which pleased the majestic man again.

"Your Majesty, the child has just been born, what are you doing with him?" the luxurious woman lying on the bed was not satisfied, and complained to the majestic man.

"That's it, my father likes to pretend to be serious!" Ruoyan also complained, as if he wanted to take revenge on the majestic man's joke just now.

The mother and daughter joined forces, and the majestic man immediately surrendered and said, "Okay, okay, I don't say anything, I just see that your mother and daughter are in a hurry." ”

Then he said: "But our son must be extraordinary, he seems to understand my words just now, and he is still smiling at me." ”

When the noble woman heard this, she glanced at him and said, "Look at your stinky and beautiful appearance, let's hurry up and give the child a name." ”

"Hmm. The majestic man pondered for a moment and said: "The world is entangled in the red dust, my generation of monks just want to use the way of martial arts, go against the sky, transcend the shackles of the red dust, I look at my child's extraordinary talent, I hope that he will be able to cut the red dust with a sword one day, and laugh proudly at Lingyun!"

And he called ...... Sword Dust!"

"Wind Sword Dust!"

The voice fell, Yang Yan, who watched this scene from beginning to end, was like five thunderbolts, his heart was trembling, his mind was buzzing, his head was splitting, he couldn't help but hold his head in his hands, and roared angrily in the sky: "Ah!"

His vision was blurry, his mind was extremely confused, and in a trance, he seemed to see the baby named "Feng Jianchen" looking at him and laughing!

"Bang!"

Everything was shattered, and Yang Yan returned to reality, his hands on his head, his face full of pain, his lips had been bitten, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Wind ...... Sword dust, sword slash red dust, who is he?" After a while, Yang Yan relieved his breath and muttered, his face full of doubts, why did he have such a painful feeling when he heard this name?

He looked at the relief in front of him, which was still shrouded in thick fog, and muttered, "Is it you?

Then he shook his head again, if it was its memory, why did he react so much?

Everything is like a mystery, the more he thinks about it, the more chaotic he becomes, everything he sees in the palace is blurred, only the three words "wind and sword dust" are still engraved in his mind, lingering.