Chapter 182

Just in case, he went to the open place in the courtyard, and the maids were sent out by him and waited outside the courtyard.

On the wooden sword, the texture is clear and the spirit flows.

Yang Xuan hesitated for a moment and immediately injected a trace of spiritual power into it.

When he was on the plain, he suspected that the spiritual rebellion was triggered by the wooden sword. Now he just had a try.

On the red wooden sword, a ray of red light rises, with a trace of heat, adding a trace of warmth to the cool autumn.

Yang Xuan's face was serious and his divine sense was immersed in his body to prevent accidents.

He continued to increase the spiritual power injected into the wooden sword. The red light on it was like the glittering fire in the night, illuminating the whole courtyard.

"Is this... On fire?"

Outside the courtyard, a maid looked at the red light rising in the courtyard in horror. She hesitated for a moment and didn't know what to do.

The others also showed a surprised look. One of them stood up relatively calmly, hesitated for a moment, and immediately said in a deep voice, "the immortal master lives there. Let's not speculate."

"Yes."

The other three maids were slightly blessed and stood in a row at the gate of the courtyard.

The red light rising from the sky, with magnificent and blazing fluctuations, has raised the temperature in the whole courtyard a lot.

Yang Xuan kept in touch with the wooden sword and poured spiritual power into it. Soon, in the wooden sword, a trace of red spiritual power quietly returned and entered Yang Xuan's body.

"That's it!"

Yang Xuan's face was tight, and he didn't stop it, but let the spiritual power enter his body.

The spirit power was like a small snake, swimming in his body. Finally, it entered the spirit platform along the meridians.

For a moment, Yang Xu's Lingtai erupted like a gushing volcano. Countless violent auras stored in it rushed out, overbearing and hot, and rushed to his limbs and bones.

"So it is."

Yang Xuan's eyes were frozen and he had already prepared for it. Most of the spiritual powers in his body had been evacuated by him. There was a lot of space in his meridians. Coupled with his guidance, these spiritual powers were difficult to pose any threat.

Without worry, he naturally studied these psychic powers.

With the powerful power of divine knowledge, he managed to be distracted, guiding the spiritual power in the meridians and feeling the strangeness.

"It seems that it is slightly different from the spiritual power that I ran away when I practiced."

After a long time, Yang Xuan frowned slightly, and his eyes showed the color of thinking.

After hesitating for a moment, he moved in his heart and ran directly according to the method of Liyan decision, which played this spiritual power.

This is a kind of feeling in the dark, as if ghosts and gods were acting in a strange way.

Although the immortal sword was taken away by the so-called Phoenix people, Li yanjue had already been engraved in his mind. As long as the thought moved, the content would naturally emerge.

According to the records above, the hot spiritual power in his body began to flow along the meridians in a strange track.

Yang Xuan's heart was a little nervous. He reduced the speed to the slowest and was ready to deal with the accident at any time.

It took nearly two hours on this big week. Until it was nearly dark, he stopped practicing and slowly opened his eyes.

"Succeeded!"

Yang Xuan's face was full of joy. This time, at the last moment of the big week, the spiritual power in the Lingtai did not riot again. Running the spiritual power of the first riot, he actually completed the cultivation of Liyan decision!

In his body, it was mainly milky white, mixed with light blue spiritual power. At this time, a third kind of spiritual power appeared.

This psychic power is completely opposite to the blue psychic power. It is extremely domineering with a trace of violent, dry and hot breath. Fortunately, the blue psychic power is also very mysterious. In addition, it is not afraid of the majority, and even forms a tendency of suppression.

Yang Xuan was silent in his heart. After running for a week, he stopped and looked strange.

"Can these two psychic powers really coexist? If they conflict in my body, it will be over."

He felt the hostility between the two spiritual powers. If the subject was still the milky white spiritual power, he was really not sure what would happen.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned his eyes to the red wooden sword at hand.

At the same time, another part of the national capital.

Jiang Huang stood in front of the open space of a mansion, with a cold face and no anger.

Jiang Haizheng respectfully stood behind him. In front of them, he knelt down a large group of people. At this time, they looked frightened. Some women and children hugged tightly and cried in a low voice.

A sergeant ran to Emperor Jiang from the depths of the mansion and bowed.

"Well, did anyone find it?"

King Jiang asked without looking back, and his eyes always fell on an old man in front of him.

"Your Majesty, I have found it, but..."

"Just what?"

"Your Majesty, the woman has passed out. She can't feel her breath. She doesn't know."

The sergeant hesitated for a long time and didn't finish completely after all.

Jiang Huang's eyes narrowed slightly and his face was full of cold. He stared at the old man in front of him for a long time and immediately waved his hand to dismiss the sergeant.

"If she dies, you Chen family will be buried with her!"

He looked at the old man condescending and left this sentence coldly. Then he turned to Jiang Hai and said, "go back to the palace and call me all the Royal doctors quickly!"

"Father, why don't you take the woman back to the palace for treatment?"

"This matter must not be known to master Yang Xian until it is handled. I need to think about it again."

Jiang Huang frowned, and a trace of fatigue flashed through the depths of his eyes. It was very secret and no one found it.

Jiang Hai left. His face relaxed a lot. After a long sigh, he looked at the old man in front of him.

The old man's performance has always been very calm. Even if Jiang Huang said he would be buried with the Chen family, his look has not changed. Until this time, he raised his head and showed doubt in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, the woman..."

"Aiqing, you'd better ask for your own blessing."

Jiang Huang looked at the old man and couldn't bear it. After a long time, he sighed: "I said that if she couldn't be saved, the Chen family would have to be buried with her. If she was saved, we'll talk about it again."

"What!"

The old man's eyes widened and his face looked frightened.

He thought his Majesty was just pretending. After all, the Chen family is also a big family in the state of Jiang and plays an important role in the dynasty. How can they be exterminated because of a woman?

But now it seems that all this is not a joke.

"Your Majesty..."

The old man trembled and shouted. He looked back at the people who had knelt all over the ground and bit his teeth: "my Chen family has been loyal to the state of Jiang for hundreds of years. I have worked hard without credit. Now I haven't made a big mistake. Why did your majesty decide this big crime?"