Outside the Golden Dome Hall. In the courtyard shrouded in rain, black mist fell sharply from the sky. Yan Huanren closed his eyes.
Wrapped in the mist, it drifted swayingly in the middle of the courtyard. After he stood firm on the wet ground, the surrounding black mist quickly swirled and formed into wind, blowing open the door of the Golden Dome Palace.
Then, the wind and fog got into the door. In about two breaths, the dark clouds flying down from the sky all squeezed into the Golden Dome Palace!
In an instant, the sky suddenly cleared up. The sun shone down, making the yard suddenly brighter.
At this time, there were only three figures left in the empty courtyard. One of them was Yan Huanren, who was still standing in the middle of the courtyard with his eyes closed.
The other two were lying on the wet ground. It was Pang Yun and He Daoshen who fell into sleep... At this moment, the sunshine, which was approaching evening, was lightly scattered on the roof tiles of the palace, on the three of them, and in the courtyard after the rain.
It actually added a bit of silence. People can no longer tell that this strange scene of dark clouds falling to the ground and wind and rain swirling has happened here before.
It's like a lunatic who was mad in the streets just now, suddenly returned to normal and became a gentleman.
Yan Huanren closed his eyes... Although his eyes were closed at this moment, his consciousness was awake from the beginning to the end.
Everything that happened throughout the day has been seen by him. In over fifty years of life, this is the first time I have had such a magical experience.
What happened today made Yan Huanren excited and excited, like a bizarre dream. In this dream-like encounter, his body was filled with excitement from beginning to end, and his blood was rolling with majestic power.
It's just that this kind of excitement and this kind of power have never been able to be controlled by oneself. I can clearly feel that my body contains the consciousness and thoughts of my ancestors.
The ancestor's thoughts replaced Yan Huanren's physical body. Everything he experienced today was like a wonderful dream...even more incredible than a dream.
In the dream, Yan Huanren was like a bystander, staying in his body, watching things start to happen, and then end... He witnessed his body exuding powerful power and huge sword energy.
As soon as he took action, he suppressed everyone in the Sword Immortal Kingdom like a ravage! Easily captured Pang Yun and He Daoshen, two sword master-level figures!
Moreover, he stood in the clouds and talked with Xu Shanru who was riding a giant centipede. have to say. The experience of this whole day was countless times more exciting than the fifty years he had lived!
Today's experience is unforgettable for Yan Huanren. He enjoyed the feeling of riding a fog horse and galloping across the sky, and enjoyed the power of opening up the world and splitting mountains and seas with one strike of his sword.
I'm immersed in it and can't extricate myself...it's a pity. It's over now. When he was controlled by the thoughts instilled by his ancestors and returned to the Yan Palace, as the mist fell to the ground, and stood in this courtyard, he felt a sense of loss, spontaneously... Just now .
When the mist entered the Golden Dome Hall, Yan Huanren clearly felt that his body had returned to the control of his consciousness.
But it also lost that intoxicating weirdness. Suddenly, I felt like I had transformed from a god to a mortal again in an instant... That's right.
The power that his ancestors had instilled into his body, as well as the consciousness that transcended his thoughts, had just entered the ancestral cave of the Golden Summit Palace along with the dark clouds and mist.
Also following the mist were the captured demon slayers. But the two sword master-level figures from the Sword Immortal Kingdom, Pang Yun and He Daoshen, were left outside the palace gate, staying in the courtyard with Yan Huanren.
When the mist penetrated into the door, Yan Huanren's consciousness gradually reverberated with a message from his ancestors.
"If the Sword Immortal Kingdom sends 300,000 spirit stones, then bring the spirit stones into the palace... As for those two people, just let them go." The voice rippled, as if coming from the endless abyss. of.
But Yan Huanren knew that it was not a dream, it was really happening... At this moment, as the rain passed and the sky cleared, his consciousness was just like the weather, the same rain passed and the sky cleared.
The other consciousness in his body that controlled him, the consciousness from his ancestors, has disappeared.
And he was able to regain control of his body, hands and feet. At this moment, Yan Huanren stood in the courtyard and slowly opened his eyes.
Although he felt a little disappointed after falling from the sky to the ground, he suddenly thought of it. Now that my consciousness can regain control of my body, can I also use the power of flying into the sky and splitting mountains?
At this moment, I still clearly remember the feeling of exerting that kind of power! That feeling has not dissipated yet.
All it takes is to recreate that feeling again! You can indeed try it. Thinking of this, Yan Huanren became excited, he couldn't wait!
I want to try it quickly and use my thoughts to control my body full of magical power!
I want to personally experience the magical skills that create the world, break gold and stone, fly over eaves and walls, and fly thousands of miles into the air!
At this moment, the sun pierced into the eyes. The halo immediately made him slightly confused...but nothing serious.
Yan Huanren knew clearly what he wanted to do at this time. After calming his mind a little, he saw clearly that the sky above the courtyard was already clear, and the sky was clear after the rain.
What I had seen and heard before was in a scene of continuous rain and mist. Now when I first saw the sun, I suddenly felt like I was waking up from a dream.
This feeling of waking up from a dream made Yan Huanren feel in a trance again... The feeling of trance instantly diluted the previous magical and bizarre feeling.
He actually started to feel powerless... Yan Huanren frowned slightly. Said to himself:
"It's okay...just need to get used to it a little bit..." he comforted himself. So, close your eyes again.
Try to suppress the trance feeling, and regain the previous ambition to fly across the sea, split mountains and rivers.
Yan Huanren was unwilling to accept that the feeling would be overwhelmed by confusion and powerlessness! He wanted to personally control the power in his body and relive the weirdness and wonder from before!
You can't just forget that intoxicating feeling. Yan Huanren feels that he is lucky. Being able to get such a blessing this time is really a once-in-a-century opportunity!
I am afraid that he is the only one who has been given such huge power by his ancestors for hundreds of years. Such a rare opportunity must be grasped and cherished.
It must not be just a dream... It must not be... After stabilizing his mind, he opened his eyes again.
The setting sun shines into my eyes. But the light shattered the dream... What followed was endless confusion and exhaustion.
Yan Huanren's legs went weak and he couldn't stand firmly, so he fell to the ground.
"Your Majesty!..."
"Father!!..." The moment he fell to the ground, Yan Huanren heard a sudden call from around him. He looked up.
It was the queen, princess, and princes who hurried over after the rain cleared up.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?!..." Queen Liu knelt beside her and asked with concern. Yan Huanren took a deep breath and forced a smile on his face:
"It's okay...I'm okay!" Then he sat on the ground and started talking to his queen, princess, and sons.
Tell them one by one what happened today and the gifts from the ancestors. Everyone listened with respect and joy on their faces... However, after everything was said, Yan Huanren's feeling of fatigue became stronger and stronger!
The previous ambition of flying across the sea and splitting mountains and rivers can no longer be found... It's really like a dream.
There is nothing left when you wake up...just an endless emptiness. Yan Huanren was unwilling to give in and wanted to try to stand up.
So he grabbed one of his sons' arms and tried to get up. But his legs were still weak, the feeling of weakness had spread throughout his body, and sweat broke out on his back.
Unable to stand up...the queen noticed something was wrong with her husband. He advised softly:
"The king inherited the power of his ancestors, put down rebellions, and suppressed invasions. He must be tired. It's better to rest for a while." After hearing this, Yan Huanren gave up.
He let out a breath. Yes, it should be fine if you rest for a while. When you have more energy tomorrow, you may be able to have that magical power again.
"Okay, let's go back and rest..." Yan Huanren was carried by his son and left the yard surrounded by everyone.
However, no one found it. Yan Huanren's arms, which were covered by the sleeves of the king's robe, were like eggplants that had been exposed to the scorching sun. They quickly withered and became old...
