Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1558 The Long-lost Calm

In the sea of ​​divine power, an illusory black Heaven Devouring Sword is surrounded by strands of gray air, which is extremely strange.

This is like the Heaven Devouring Sword back then, but the difference is that the strength of the Heaven Devouring Sword back then was given by Jian Fengyun devouring a large number of geniuses and earth treasures, while this black Heaven Devouring Sword was derived by himself.

That evil spirit is so strong that it is definitely not a good thing.

When Jian Fengyun's soul power approached, he could sense the strange aura in it, which made his soul consciousness very uncomfortable. He manipulated his divine power to try to get rid of it, but he found that the black Heaven Devouring Sword seemed to be deeply rooted, and he didn't like it at all. move.

"No!"

Jian Fengyun was slightly stunned, before he directly used the Heaven Devouring Immortal Sword as a divine weapon, it was fine if it gave birth to evil energy, but now it just released the attack inside and finally moved it out, how could it also produce evil energy?

At this moment, he couldn't help recalling what Devouring had said.

There is a price to be paid for practicing Sword Sacrifice, and the so-called price should be the evil spirit in the body.

Regarding this evil spirit, it existed in the lower realms, but the evil spirit at that time was not too difficult for him to get rid of, but now this evil spirit has become so strong that it has sublimated in essence and cannot be controlled at all. Let alone get rid of it.

There is not much evil in Linghai now, but if he uses the Sword Sacrifice Art and the Heaven Devouring Sword for a long time, the accumulated evil must be very terrifying, and he can't imagine how it will affect him at that time.

Of course, it will definitely not have any good influence, and it can be perceived just from the weird aura emanating from the evil spirit.

However, it has not affected Jian Fengyun since its appearance until now.

It seems that as long as you pay attention, there should be no problems in the short term.

He was slightly certain in his heart, and then secretly made up his mind that if it was not necessary, he should not use the Heaven Devouring Immortal Sword and the Sword Sacrifice Art. He was not able to solve this unknown sequelae, and if it broke out, the result would be unpredictable.

hum!
At this moment, there was a soft sound from the end of the hall, and in front of the extinguished bronze lamp, a formation with a diameter of about two feet lit up, above the formation, wisps of silver light emitted, revealing the aura of the law of space.

Needless to say, this should be the teleportation array leading to the second level of testing.

With a thought in his mind, Jian Fengyun did not step into the teleportation array in the end, because he felt that the sky outside seemed to be dawn.

Walk out of the Hall of Rebirth and return to the fourth floor of the Heaven Devouring Tower.

His figure flashed, opened his eyes, and looked to the side.

What about people! ! !

He was stunned, in the Sky Devouring Tower, he was perceiving the outside world, the sky was already bright, but he didn't perceive the person lying beside him, so he opened his eyes and realized that the person was gone.

"Cher!"

He sat up suddenly, walked out of the bedroom, and shouted.

"Husband, go wash up and prepare to eat."

An ethereal voice came from the dining room on one side.

Jian Fengyun followed the prestige and saw the figure in white clothes busy in the dining room, and the smoke curling up in the sky not far away.

His heart fluctuated inexplicably. Many years ago, he couldn't remember when it was. He was still Emperor Fengyun of the lower realm. At that time, Fengyun Mansion often saw this figure, and later, he was reborn in Dongyang In the city, beside him was still this figure, who was also busy with cooking.

It's just that I don't know when she started cooking less and less. It's not that she doesn't do it, but that he is not here or is busy.

A martial artist with a slightly higher cultivation base can be fasted, so this kind of thing that ordinary people need to do every day is nothing but unnecessary trivial matters for many warriors.

If it can be like this all the time, like ordinary people, for a long time, cooking with fire, rice, oil and salt is actually a kind of happiness.

At least, many warriors can't live this kind of life, maybe it's not that they can't, it's just that they don't want to do it.

The road to martial arts is really attractive. If he hadn't lived two lifetimes and experienced too much, maybe he wouldn't be able to do it.

Don't want to do it when you can do it, and can't do it when you want to do it.

Jian Fengyun shook his head with a wry smile, the world is tricky, from this point of view, his fate is indeed not good.

"Husband, why are you in a daze, hurry up."

Jian Xueer appeared at the door of the dining room, looked at Jian Fengyun waved her hand, and said.

He came back to his senses, and immediately responded: "Okay, let's go."

Walking to the outside of the bedroom, you can see a small pool. There is a small pool on the left side of the pool, which holds the spring water from the Xushen Mountain. There are two wooden cups and two copper basins on the pool. Face towels, and there is a stove on the right side, which is boiling a pot of hot water.

Standing here, you can see snow falling on the aisles not far away.

It looks chilly, but standing here is still as warm as spring. After all, this place is still shrouded in the array arranged by the Taixu Temple.

Jian Fengyun stood by the pool, recalled it for a while, then went to the side to pick up the kettle, then poured some hot water into a copper basin, and then poured a spoonful of clear water from the spring pool on the left into the copper basin .

The water is at the right temperature, and white washcloths are spread out in the basin.

He put his hands in, and there was some warmth, which he hadn't felt for many years.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he didn't wash like a mortal, and that was the reason. When a martial artist reached his cultivation base, he could already control the dirt in his body and expel it naturally. There was no such thing as washing, because it was futile.

However, living like a mortal again, there is inexplicably a trace of reminiscence.

He wiped his face with a face towel, then washed the face towel again, poured out the water in the copper basin, and put it aside for later use at dusk.

Last night, he picked up the wooden cup from the front and filled it with some mountain spring water for gargling.

"The meal is ready."

That brisk voice came from the dining room.

"coming."

Jian Fengyun put down the wooden cup and responded with a sound.

A moment later, in the main hall of the Void God Palace, a table of sumptuous dishes was placed on a low table in the center of the hall.

There was already one person sitting at the table, it was Su Xiangru who left yesterday.

"Husband, taste it quickly and see how it tastes?"

At this moment, Jian Xueer came out from behind with a bowl of soup, and slowly leaned over and put it on the low table.

Jian Fengyun smiled, walked over, sat down and said, "My wife's cooking must be delicious."

After saying that, he picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, nodded, licked his lips, and said, "It's really delicious."

"Husband, you are exaggerating too much." Jian Xueer puffed her mouth and muttered.

"Where is the exaggeration, it is delicious. If you don't believe me, you can ask Miss Su." Jian Fengyun stretched out his hand and rubbed her little head politely.

"Master Sword"

(End of this chapter)