Then, his scalp became numb for a while, and his eyes turned into a fanatical look. He conducted an internal investigation and found that there was an extra possession in his ordinary martial arts soul vein.
And that possession is the gifted soul that he dreamed of before he was thirty years old.
Ba Fengnan couldn't help the enthusiastic surprise in his heart. He burst into tears instantly. He hugged Yi Jing's arms with excitement and shouted, "I succeeded, I succeeded! I succeeded."
Yi Jing was shaken dizzy by him and said weakly, "Congratulations, Brother Ba Feng. You finally got your wish."
"Hey, Master Yi, Master Yi."
The two of them seemed to faint in turns, causing all the martial spirit commanders to look at them.
"Haha, Zhanguan, don't worry. The city lord is fine. Just take a rest and you'll be fine."
"However, I heard that the Lord of the City is going to see the master beggar. This matter cannot be delayed."
Ba Fengnan said in astonishment, "Is this really happening?"
Zhan Guan confirmed, "Yes, I'm sure."
"Okay." Ba Fengnan turned around, sat down again, and introduced the power of the martial spirit into Yi Jing's body.
"Drink!" The divine monk's lion roar that Yi Jing passed down to him rang out, like thunder in the sky, making the ears of the martial spirit leader next to him numb.
Yi Jing gasped and woke up, "I seemed to have had a dream just now, as if I could fly. And it was suspended in a dark and boundless space. There were lumens and will-o'-wisps flying from the sky. Go. Everywhere in the space is filled with powerful martial soul power, it’s so magical.”
Ba Fengnan stood up like a master, and his contempt for the world was clearly reflected even when he was shirtless.
In the eyes of the martial spirit leaders, he seemed to have suddenly become an overlord.
"Well, that's called Taixu Realm, and it's the only way to go to the secret realm of Wuhun Heaven."
"Why, have you been to Taixu Realm too?"
Ba Fengnan nodded and said, "Just now, if you hadn't woken me up, I could have wandered for a while longer. This kind of miracle of traveling in a secret realm can only be encountered by chance and cannot be forced. If you encounter it, you have encountered it. If you haven't encountered it, I will never meet you again in my lifetime."
Yi Jing said with emotion, "Weird things happen every year, especially tonight. The mysterious Jiuzhou God Beggar. In my estimation, he has cultivated into an indestructible martial soul body. He is really a god."
Ba Fengnan also said gratefully, "I scolded him like an old man before, just to get him to attack me without reservation. As a martial artist, even if I die in his hands, as long as he attacks with all his strength, that's it. My glory. Even if you fail, you will gain glory in defeat."
Yi Jing patted him on the shoulder, turned to the twenty or so martial spirit commanders and said, "Did you hear that? Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is losing confidence in oneself. Brother Ba Feng's realm is indeed higher than mine. Ah! There is no way I can be as cruel as you. Just now I thought he had broken your soul veins and killed you. I almost fought with the Nine Provinces Divine Beggar Senior. It was so dangerous."
Ba Fengnan responded in astonishment, "There is still this matter."
"Do you think."
The two looked at each other and laughed. The surrounding Luo City martial arts commanders were relieved to see that the two soul-level overlords of Luo City were fine.
"Report, the Soul Recruiting Legion supports the battle group. The troops are divided into four groups and have occupied all the mountains and plains outside our Luo City. It is less than thirty miles away from the city wall."
Yi Jing and his subordinates looked at each other, "How many people are here."
"Five million, plus the 80,000 troops who attacked and killed Chen Nengjin from all directions. That's almost my entire army of 600,000. Please make your decision, Lord City Lord."
Yi Jing waved his hand, "Move out all the flags in the city and the capable warriors on the city wall. Leave no one behind. They all retreat to the bottom of the city wall. Only a small number are left to hold the flags."
Then he turned to Mr. Ba Feng and said, "I have to go see the old master of Jiuzhou God Beggar right away. Brother Ba Feng, I leave this to you. It's a matter of life and death. Only you old brothers can trust me. By the way, Where are the four Sai family tigers you invited? Are they still in the city?"
"Is Master Yi calling us? Then why don't we, the four brothers, come to help in the battle? Demon Prime Minister Dong Zhuo is here. Are we going to sneak away with our tails between our legs? Hehe."
Yi Jing felt relieved when he saw the four brothers Sai Long and Sai Hu entering the mansion with great vigour. Now, with the gift of the ghost city in the sand sea, after Ba Fengnan. Hug them one by one.
These are all tough men. Yi Jing respected them very much and said with a smile, "As I said, I'll leave this place to you, Mr. Ba Feng. I will definitely return early tomorrow morning."
"Okay, let's go. I, Ba Fengnan, swear by the Sword in the Sky. As long as the sword remains, the city will perish and the people will perish. I will never let you down."
The four tigers of the Sai family also patted their chests and said, "There are still us, there are still us."
"Drive." Yi Jing urged the war horse, galloping like a gust of wind towards Difei Mountain in Dongjiao, Luocheng.
Difei Mountain is also known as the Earth's Lung. The mountain ranges are crisscrossed, rising and falling, stretching for eight thousand miles from south to north.
Throughout the mountain range, there are countless deep mountains, old forests, huge rocks and dense valleys.
And the senior who knows the realm of heavenly martial arts lives here.
When Yi Jing touched one of the Taoist temple-like courtyards, a woman immediately walked out of it.
Yi Jing jumped off the horse and was about to salute and ask. When he raised his head, he made eye contact and said, "Beautiful master."
Who else could that person be besides Zhuang Feiyan? No wonder when Yi Jing saw him for the first time under the night, the outline of his delicate body seemed to have been seen before, giving rise to a familiar feeling.
"Well, you haven't forgotten your roots yet. You know how to call me master. I know you are coming to Zhentian Temple. Master Honghuang Sect Master is playing chess with Jiuzhou Divine Beggar. Don't disturb them."
Yi Jing said in surprise and excitement, "Beautiful master, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I, I'm so excited that I don't know what to say."
Seeing Yi Jing's hands, after letting go of Ma Zheng, he kept rubbing his chest. Zhuang Feiyan covered her small mouth and said with a smile, "Congratulations, you are now a prince. Xiao Yi, if you had joined Liuyun Sect. It will definitely not have the current results."
Yi Jing shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Beautiful master, you are making fun of me again. By the way, where is Tonkel, did he come with your master?"
"He is cultivating in Honghuang and is in retreat in the west chamber. Come on, I want to take you to the side hall to wait. If there is a chance, I will lead you to the person you want to see immediately."
"I, I, the people here. I want to pay my respects to all of them. Including Mr. Tuo. This guy's martial arts fighting skills must have improved by leaps and bounds now, even with one hand tied up. I am no longer his opponent."
"Don't belittle yourself. Have you forgotten that you have an innate and unique soul vein? You have already opened up your talent vein at a young age. Master and Master Jiuzhou Divine Beggar just had a conversation, and they mentioned your talent. They Everyone praises you as a talented young martial artist."
Yi Jing was so happy that he almost jumped up, as if he had drank a hundred pounds of honey.
Maybe, the Jiuzhou God Beggar will also pass on a set of powerful martial arts combat skills of his.
Just when he was whimsical and proud, Zhuang Feiyan stretched out her slender hand and swept it in front of him, "Hey, why are you still in a daze? Why don't you follow me to the back hall to wait for Master and the others to summon you?"
"Yes, Master Beauty."
Yi Jing was as happy as a child. For some reason, he was very relaxed in front of Zhuang Feiyan. It was like meeting a family.
Zhuanzhu Pavilion, low Qihu, pavilions, round stone tables, and various corridors. Just like hide and seek, the style set up in the garden gives people a feeling of being in a fairyland.
There are more than a dozen huge copper stoves, with smoke curling up from them, and the aroma is like the secret realm of heaven, filling the garden with a fairy fragrance everywhere.
The slowly rising cigarette is made of special spices that are burned to produce smoke that can purify the soul. It is called "purifying smoke."
But what attracts people is that outside one of the pavilions, there are two old men with bent backs sitting at tables and chairs made of several huge oval-shaped boulders.
One is in white, and the other is in green. The man in white is a strange old face that he has never seen before.
The man in green was wearing a coarse linen robe, but he looked like an old man with white hair from his childhood. Yi Jing took a closer look and saw who he could be if he wasn't the God Beggar of Kyushu.
"Yeah." Zhuang Feiyan coughed deliberately, signaling Yi Jing not to disturb their game.
Only then did Yi Jing remember that two of the world's top masters were playing chess.
He was very reluctant and followed Zhuang Feiyan's words, heading towards the back hall.
Zhuang Feiyan made a cup of tea for him to drink, "Tell me about what happened to you since you parted ways with Liuyun Sect."
Yi Jing's mood was entirely due to the two peerless old men outside. However, the encounter with Zhuang Feiyan after the separation made him feel warm again. He took a sip of hot tea, put down the cup and said, "Beautiful master, what happened to me is too numerous to write down. Oh, no, it should be said that I can't finish it in ten books. First of all, I arrived -"
Yi Jing talked eloquently, and kept telling some jokes to Zhuang Feiyan. It made the other party get nervous when he talked about it. Zhuang Feiyan would also tighten her heart, and when he said something interesting, she would stretch out her jade finger and scratch his nose like punishment. The relationship between the master and the apprentice, who has no official title, is full of the joy of parting after a long time.
Yi Jing narrated eloquently for about half an hour before telling his story.
Zhuang Feiyan sighed sadly, "I really didn't expect that you have suffered so much over the years. However, your gains are not small. I am really happy for you."
"Beautiful master, why are you blushing? Oh, I know. You must have seen that I have achieved something now. Are you happy for me?"
A strange feeling surged up in Zhuang Feiyan's heart. She shook her head as if to avoid it and said, "Maybe! Well, it's almost time now. I'll go see how the chess game between Master and Lord Beggar goes. That’s it.”