Tian Yuan

The man wore a gorgeous brocade robe, was tall, and had black hair.

Thick eyebrows, deep eyes.

The handsome face seems to have been carefully carved by God.

A little cinnabar mole between his eyebrows seemed to pull him back from the fairy world and fall into the mortal world, giving him a bit more of a mortal flavor.

"The contemporary holy son of Wuxin Sect!"

The Wuxin Sect was located in the Qiqian Star Region of the Imperial State and was one of the top forces at the time.There are very few people in the sect, about ten thousand people, all practicing the ruthless way.

Compared to the Ancient Holy Sect of the same level, 1 people is really pitiful.

"Jiang Yunhan, a very mysterious guy."

There is very little information about him, and he almost no longer has any external experience, and he only focuses on seclusion.

In addition, the position of the Holy Son of the Wuxin Sect is not fixed. Whoever has the bigger fist will sit.

It is said that 300 years ago, Jiang Yunhan defeated the previous Holy Son and sat firmly in this position without moving.No matter who in the sect wanted to challenge, they were all suppressed by his palm, and their strength far exceeded those of his age.

"This person is very low-key. I have never heard of him having a fight with anyone or going out for training. This time there are changes in the East, and it is strange that the Holy Son of the Wuxin Sect suddenly appears."

Some monks knew the Wuxin Sect relatively well, so they naturally cared about the Holy Son of the Wuxin Sect and discussed in low voices.

In a corner, Chen Qingyuan squinted his eyes slightly, looked at Jiang Yunhan's retreating back, and whispered: "This is the first time I met the Holy Son of Wuxin Sect. It is indeed as rumored. The indifference coming from his bones is very cold."

Jiang Yunhan was not afraid of danger, stepped into the star, and gradually walked towards the sea of ​​flowers.

"Will it die?"

Young and old alike, all looked at Jiang Yunhan's figure, holding their breath and concentrating. They only had this thought at the moment.

Even the extremely hard and superior holy tools cannot stop the law of the sea of ​​flowers.

How can a junior who has not yet entered the Mahayana stage survive?

Almost no one thought Jiang Yunhan could survive, but deep down they had some hope.

Maybe, this is human nature!

Or maybe he wants to see something from Jiang Yunhan's behavior, so as to help him explore this star, or even capture and figure out the cause of the emperor's law, and whether there really is a world-shattering creation.

"pat"

After walking forward for a while, Jiang Yunhan stopped and saw a sea of ​​flowers in front of him.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his right hand, and his fingertips slowly touched the petals of a Biangan flower.

At this moment, everyone present widened their eyes, eager to see what would happen next.A large number of people seemed to have foreseen Jiang Yunhan's fate, and not even the scum was left behind.

The next moment, Jiang Yunhan touched a petal. Nothing terrible happened, it was intact.

After a while, the sea of ​​flowers was still a quiet scene.

"how come?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, especially the powerful ones who had damaged the holy soldiers. They couldn't understand or understand.

"Why wasn't Jiang Yunhan rejected by the Emperor Pattern Law?"

This is an extremely important question. If it can be solved, there is a high probability that we will get great opportunities.Thinking of the opportunity related to the ancient emperor, some people's eyes turned red, and they kept thinking about Jiang Yunhan's every move and remembering it deeply.

"Shall we give it a try?"

Some people want to follow Jiang Yunhan's steps and try to enter the sea of ​​​​flowers, one step ahead of others, and maybe the chance of getting a chance will be higher.

"Look and talk."

Most of the monks were patient and did not dare to act rashly.Anyway, I haven't seen any opportunity yet, it's just a wisp of imperial pattern fluctuation, so don't be too impatient.

The sea of ​​flowers on the other side is like a fairyland.

"It's a weird feeling."

Jiang Yunhan didn't care about the attention and comments from outsiders.

Touching the petals gently, an indescribable feeling arose spontaneously, causing Jiang Yunhan to have a subtle emotional fluctuation.

Logically speaking, Jiang Yunhan cannot feel the seven emotions and six desires, neither joy nor sorrow.

Today, there has been a change.

He was an orphan who was picked up by an elder of the Wuxin Sect and became his teacher.Because of his good talent and fast cultivation speed, he has become more or less famous in Wuxin Sect.

Later, the master died unexpectedly, and the sect held a medium-sized funeral ceremony for him.

Standing in front of his master's grave, Jiang Yunhan felt that he should be sad and mournful.However, his face was expressionless, and there was no wave in his heart.

When he was young, his master once said: "Yun Han, although the Wuxin Sect follows a ruthless path, we are only mortals after all. How can we completely cut it off?"

Jiang Yunhan asked: "Master, what is ruthlessness?"

Master replied: "The so-called ruthlessness is a very extreme path. You... are actually a truly ruthless person."

Jiang Yunhan looked indifferent: "Disciple doesn't understand."

The master sighed softly: "Although you have a heart, it is as rotten as wood and is no different than nothing. The strange thing is that your vitality has not been exhausted. It just happened that my master passed by and rescued you."

Jiang Yunhan has never cried or been happy since he was a child.He is like a piece of wood, like a puppet. On the surface, he is a human body, but in fact he is a machine.

The master died. It is said that he was lustful while practicing, and his technique backfired.

The Wuxin Sect has a very small number of people, and this is the reason.This road is too difficult, and even the slightest mistake can cost your life.

"tick"

Inexplicably, Jiang Yunhan thought of the time he spent with his master, and a tear slipped from his eyes and landed on a petal on his fingertips.

"Is this what...sad feels like?"

For the first time, Jiang Yunhan felt pain in his chest, coming from the inside out and from the heart.Although it is relatively slight, it is definitely there.

After wiping away the tears on his face, Jiang Yunhan looked up at the depths of the sea of ​​flowers and decided to go deeper.

This may be your own place of salvation and can change your life.

The reason why I came to this place is because of the guidance from somewhere.

"Wow—"

Moving forward cautiously, my body lightly brushed against the Bianhua flowers.There was obviously a fluctuation in the Emperor Pattern Law, but it did not hurt Jiang Yunhan.

The strong men who saw this scene couldn't bear it anymore and decided to follow suit.

"He is destined."

Although Chen Qingyuan was very interested in Empress Changle's inheritance, he knew that it was full of unknown dangers and did not intend to go deep into the danger. He hid in the dark and watched, muttering.

Jiang Yunhan was the one who was destined, while the others were idiots who couldn't see the situation clearly.Do you really think that the way of the imperial pattern is so easy to fool, that anyone can touch it?

"Boom"

Not long after, the first Mahayana monk to follow Jiang Yunhan's example touched a petal from the other shore and his arm exploded.At the same time, the whole body was covered with blood-red thin lines, slowly tortured, and finally died.

"retreat!"

Dozens of monks who came with him were panicked when they saw what was going on.

"Whoosh-"

A cold wind of law swept up and drowned the group of monks in an instant.