"Feng Jingyu said, I want to take you to step on the colorful clouds and kill the Purple Emperor Tiandu?" Lin Xuanzhi looked at Yan Tianhen calmly, and said: "I also told you about the Qianyuan Dynasty's throne. What's in dispute?"
Yan Tianhen nodded, frowned slightly, and said uncertainly: "I always feel that Maomao is suggesting something to me, but I can't figure it out... It's fine if he kills back, why should I take me? I never thought about going to Zidi Tiandu to participate in the battle to seize power. Look at A Gu, he is so powerful, but he is still dead."
Because you are probably the prince in his mouth who was almost killed by the sky-seeker, Lin Xuanzhi sighed inwardly.
Having said this, Yan Tianhen sighed again, touched his nose and said, "Maomao is also very poor, but he has a family but can't go back. He was chased here, and A Gu is really a pair of brothers and sisters."
Lin Xuan's heart was chilly, but he didn't dare to alarm Yan Tianhen on his face, so he noticed something, so he rubbed Yan Tianhen's small face and said, "Ahen did the right thing. If I don’t understand things, especially those related to Feng Jingyu, I will tell my eldest brother, and wait until my eldest brother understands it, and then tell you about it."
Yan Tianhen nodded. He has no reservations about Lin Xuanzhi. Moreover, Lin Xuanzhi knows the biggest secret of his magic arts. Other things, no matter how bad they are, they can't suffer like that. Bar
After Yan Tianhen was asleep, Lin Xuanzhi opened his eyes, got out of the bed in his coat, and came to Yan Tianhen's room quietly.
There was no light in the room, and as soon as Lin Xuanzhi entered the door, he felt a powerful pressure on his face.
He quickly took out a magic weapon with his eyesight and hand, and hit a sword flower, gently defying the opponent's attack in the dark.
"It's amazing." A milky voice sounded, and Lin Xuanzhi put away the forging pen.
Feng Jingyu jumped onto Lin Xuanzhi's shoulders, hooked his head to look at the forging pen, and said in surprise: "Your forging pen, but I got it from the sacred tree of the West Palace Parasol Tree?"
Lin Xuan's Tao: "I don't know."
Feng Jingyu jumped down and wanted to take the pen in his hand and shouted, "It must be, I feel the breath of the sacred phoenix tree, you. Let me see it soon!"
Just as Feng Jingyu was about to grab the forging pen, Lin Xuanzhi's finger turned lightly, and the forging pen was stuffed into the storage bag on his waist.
Feng Jingyu: "..."
"Wow, bad guys!"
Without waiting for Feng Jingyu to explode his hair, Lin Xuan grabbed the phoenix that was still fluttering beside him in his hand, pinched his neck with two fingers, squinted his eyes, and said: "You, today, What do you want to do after saying those things to A Hen?"
Feng Jingyu rolled his eyes as he was pinched, and both legs straightened out.
Lin Xuanzhi realized that he was moving a little heavier, so he loosened Feng Jingyu's neck. Although he could not strangle this sacred bird, bullying is not his temperament--even if the opponent is not really weak.
Feng Jingyu got out and flew in front of Lin Xuanzhi, slapped a wing on Lin Xuanzhi's forehead, and exclaimed angrily: "Tweet! You bear kid, can't you speak well? You have to be cold. Are your hands and feet cold?"
Lin Xuanzhi's eyes were cold, and he forcibly resisted the urge to catch this daring bird again in his hand, and said: "The phoenix doesn't die, but only after the soul flies away before it can die without a burial place, never Afterlife."
Feng Jingyu, who was still arguing with Lin Xuan, suddenly seemed to have been dumb acupuncture. The chattering sound stopped abruptly, and the golden bird's beak was closed tightly.
Feng Jingyu stood on the table, raised his head and looked at Lin Xuanzhi for a while, before saying, "Are you trusting?"
Lin Xuanzhi said indifferently: "Believe."
"I believe it too." Feng Jingyu sat down on the table and said, "I originally thought that the Wuzhou Continent was just an inconspicuous place, but when I saw people like Ling Chigu and Bai Yichen, I knew it. It turns out that the five continents have a very important status."
Lin Xuanzhi said: "Bai Yichen is also related to Ziditian?"
"Ha, not only there, but also quite deep." Feng Jingyu didn't care, and said: "But I can't say his identity, I can only tell you, if you and Yan Tianhen stand on the same side in the future, it will definitely be He is the enemy."
Lin Xuanzhi's eyes darkened slightly, and said, "You know the identity of A Hen."
Feng Jingyu nodded his head and said, "I didn't know it originally, but when I saw Ling Chi Bone next to him and made him a corpse puppet, I saw his face covered with a mixture of Sealing Demons and Poison Pills. When the crack appears, I can almost determine his identity."
Lin Xuanzhi was stunned for a moment. He only guessed that Feng Jingyu should know the origin of Yan Tianhen, but he didn't expect that he was even the secret of Yan Tianhen's body.
Upon seeing this, Feng Jingyu said proudly: "Don't look at me with such vigilant eyes. If you have been in the upper realm for a few years, you will know that my Western Palace is the most informative and accurate among the nine realms. The place, but I have an impression of Yan Tianhen, not from the West Palace, but when the devilish energy in his body was sealed, I happened to be watching it, so I am quite familiar with the lines on his face. ."
Lin Xuanzhi was very surprised, but at the same time he was a little bit more excited.
In the last life, he didn't understand the origin of Yan Tianhen until he died, and he didn't find his family.This is the permanent pain in Lin Xuanzhi's heart.In this life, he has so smoothly touched the corner of Yan Tianhen's origin.
"Can you reproduce the scene at that time?" Lin Xuanzhi asked.
"With my current cultivation base, it is impossible to reproduce it." Feng Jingyu said.
His current cultivation base can't even beat Lin Xuan's estimate. Although he can spit out a phoenix fire and burn everything, he can't use it casually.
Lin Xuan's Tao: "Did you participate when sealing the blood of the devil?"
"I know what you want to ask is, do I know how to disarm the big formation." Feng Jingyu shook his head and said, "It's a pity, I don't know anything about formations. I was protecting Yan Tianhen's father at the time. What's more, it is not only the formation method that seals him, but also the poison pill. This poison pill comes from the hands of a poison master. If I am still in the nine realms, I can help you find the poison master. As for the method of detoxification, I don't know of."
Lin Xuanzhi was not too disappointed. In his previous life, he explored how to remove the large formation and erysipelas in Yan Tianhen's body. At this time, he also has his own set of ideas. Ask Feng Jingyu more, just thinking. To be more certain.
The Tao of Lin Xuan: "What is the identity of A Hen?"
"He is the sixth successor of the Qianyuan Dynasty." In Feng Jingyu's golden red eyes, a red flame jumped over, which was particularly conspicuous in the unlit dark room.
There were kings of Bafangzhen in the Qianyuan Dynasty, and the Western world was one of them. The enfeoffment kings of each realm have the right to inherit the throne of Zidi Tiandu, but the throne has always been in the hands of the Yan family for so many years.
Although Feng Jingyu's voice is a child's milky voice, it is calm and steady, and this contrast is even more convincing.
"The order of succession to the imperial throne of the dynasty was determined by the Yin Family of the Guantian Family based on astrological predictions. Although most of them are ranked according to the elders and children, it is by no means inevitable." Feng Jingyu He stared at Lin Xuanzhi faintly: "At least, the seventh heir behind Yan Tianhen, he is older than Yan Tianhen, but after he was born, he had previously vacant a position specially reserved for him. Others."
"Yan Tianhen is the imperial clan of Zidi Tiandu?" Lin Xuan's Tao.
"Families with succession ranks are all royal families." Feng Jingyu said: "This is not the same as the Wuzhou Secular Dynasty. Among the Nine Realms, there are nine imperial blood families, and each of the Nine Realms has a family. The dispute between the family and the family, the dispute between the prince and the prince, the dispute between the sect and the sect, have never been cut off. In addition to neutrality, each family has its own mind."
There are eight kings and one emperor in the Nine Realms. Even if the Phoenix clan is excluded, there are still eight families to fight for that supreme position. The successor of the Qianyuan Dynasty, I am afraid that it will be no less than a hundred, and if Yan Tianhen is really a descendant of the Zidi Tiandu Yan family, and the ranking is still so high, then it will definitely become the target of everyone. Among them, it is thrilling and difficult, so I don't need to say more. . "
Lin Xuanzhi frowned slightly and said, "Do you want A Hen to fight for that position?"
Feng Jingyu's golden pupils were burning, staring at Lin Xuanzhi, "It's not that I want to, but that he must fight for that position."
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly, and said, "Why? Is it possible that there are already people from the Nine Realms who have noticed the existence of A Hen?"
Feng Jingyu said with a serious face: "Yan Tianhen has never escaped the surveillance of those people. Those people know that he is in the Wuzhou Continent, but they don't know who took him away. In the mass graves fifty miles away from Qingcheng, it happened to be seen by Yan Tianhen. It was a complete coincidence. Ling Chigu came from a family of scarlet blood, and the Ling family was only loyal to the crown prince they identified for generations. Ling Chigu was the last person in the Ling family, and the first person to gather the orthodox loyal blood of the Ling family. He came to Yan Tianhen's side, and he had a number of days in the dark."
Although mysterious and mysterious, the easiest thing for a cultivator to believe in is this mysterious and mysterious leisurely heaven and destiny.
Lin Xuanzhi also believed in this. In fact, since Ling Chigu appeared next to Yan Tianhen and Feng Jingyu was rescued by Yan Tianhen, he had already sensed that the gears of fate had begun to turn.
However, Lin Xuanzhi couldn't think that Yan Tianhen would actually be such an identity.
It's tricky and troublesome, and it's dangerous.
After being silent for a long enough time, Lin Xuanzhi raised his eyes and stared at Feng Jingyu, and asked in a flat voice: "Any royal family in the Qianyuan Dynasty will never allow a person with devil blood. , Gave birth to a child with the right to inherit the throne, why did Ah Hen's parents want to give birth to him?"
Feng Jingyu's eyelids jumped, always feeling that Lin Xuanzhi's cold and merciless eyes can see through all clues, and, as far as he knows, Lin Xuanzhi should have never left the Wuzhou Continent. How could he do it? The rules of the Nine Realms, so well-known
Could it be... a guess
According to the patience of some doubts in his heart, Feng Jingyu decided to catch it later.
As for the birth of the Son of Devil Blood, this involved Qian Chen's gossip, Shi Lu.