190 The Immortal Soul and Qin Shumian's Choice (Part 1)
"Father, you still remember that the last time I was in Yanbei, I told you that I had obtained an [Ancient Soul Ring] in the Medicine King Valley."
Hearing this, Yan Dong nodded slightly, "Of course you remember, now you have an idea?"
Yan Wulu also immediately echoed -
"Some time ago, Yao Yingran came to Jinling, and he also brought me a bottle of potion he refined to restore soul power. Just sprinkle it on this ancient ring, and it will surely make the soul body reappear.
"
"...Back then, this soul body leaned over an ordinary advanced warrior and killed almost no one in Yaowang Valley."
"...Even Chunhua was no match for her. In the end, it was Master Junxing who took action and restrained her."
Yan Wulu recalled, and there was no lack of fear for this so-called immortal soul in his words.
"Well, just take that medicine."
Yan Dong was calm and composed, with a vague aura of a king, "...With my father here, no matter what kind of soul he is, he can't do anything."
"good."
Yan Wulu responded, and then took out the [Ancient Soul Ring] that he had taken from Xiao Zichen from the Najie.
There is an immortal's soul hidden in it. In the battle with Master Junxing, his soul power was severely damaged and he could not appear again.
And now...
In the celadon jade bottle, the thick emerald green liquid was completely poured onto the simple black ring.
The originally thick emerald green liquid disappeared instantly like water touching the vast desert the moment it came into contact with the ancient ring.
The entire bottle of thick liquid was completely drained.
The ancient ring seems to have just had some reaction...
Suddenly, the ancient ring flew away from Yan Wulu's hand and floated into the air.
The spiritual power surged around Gu Jie's body, and the soul of a woman with peerless beauty and purity appeared.
The woman was dressed in a green and white fairy robe. At first glance, she felt that she looked exactly like the legendary immortals.
When Yan Wulu was in Yaowang Valley, he also saw the true appearance of this soul body for a moment, but that moment was too fast, so he couldn't see it clearly...
Now when I looked at it carefully, I felt that it was extremely beautiful, and I think it definitely deserves the term "beautiful".
And unlike ordinary women, the soul body in front of her vaguely felt more like an immortal spirit coming out of the dust.
The woman had just materialized, and for a while she didn't quite understand the situation around her.
She looked around, not knowing whether it was her apprentice Xiao Zichen who helped her out, or...
"Prince Zhenbei!"
When the woman saw where Yan Wulu was, she frowned slightly. She didn't know whether it was internal force or some kind of energy, but a transparent long sword appeared in the air.
The woman pointed her sword horizontally and said in a threatening tone: "... Where did you take my disciple Xiao Zichen?!"
Yan Wulu looked at each other quietly...
Um.
He felt that it seemed that the opponent's soul power was greatly damaged and was almost sealed in the [Ancient Soul Ring], so there was no concept of the passage of time, right?
Maybe he had been in a coma, so when he appeared now, he mistakenly thought it was when he was in Yaowang Valley.
Seeing that Yan Wulu was indifferent to her words, the woman's face became even more angry.
She came at him with a sword.
The speed is even faster than in Yaowang Valley.
It seems that Yao Yingran's soul power potion was too strong, making him have more soul power than before...
Fortunately, Yan Wulu is no longer what he used to be.
He thinks to himself——
If I go all out now, I should be able to withstand five moves of the opponent, right? Or ten moves?
It seems that some people have the ambition of others and destroy their own prestige.
But Yan Wulu is still quite self-aware now.
He took a step back slightly, came to his father Yan Dong's side, and whispered: "Father, it's up to you!"
"Don't worry, Lu'er."
Yan Dong replied calmly.
He had been observing this soul body with his spiritual consciousness before. As for the difference in strength between the enemy and ourselves,
He already had a rough idea in his mind.
Thinking about it, I shouldn't need to make a second move.
The sword blade in the woman's hand was in front of her eyes in an instant...
Yan Wulu held his breath and concentrated, not squinting.
As for Yan Dong, it was only at this time that he gradually took action.
I saw his left hand behind his back and his right hand slightly raised. On the palm of his right hand, the golden inner energy condensed into a dazzling eyeball of the same size, like a star.
It was also at this moment that the majestic and overbearing internal power was released unbridled from Yan Dong's body, blocking his spiritual consciousness.
In an instant, the entire living room felt as if they were in a dark and void universe...
Only the golden dazzling star in Yan Dong's hand is the only light inside.
The soul of the immortal who had originally attacked with a sword felt only endless darkness of nothingness at this moment.
Her vision was dark...
Her consciousness could no longer perceive any existence.
It was as if his five senses and seven senses, including his spiritual consciousness, had been forcibly pinched off.
Suddenly, a golden light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.
That is the golden star, that is the golden sun, that is... a force that I cannot contend with.
After a moment.
The immortal's soul body was forced to the ground by the golden light, and her body became illusory again.
Seeing that the soul body seemed to be completely crushed by this golden light, Yan Wulu suddenly spoke out -
"Father, please show mercy."
Hearing this, Yan Dong slightly retracted his right hand.
Immediately, the golden light disappeared, and it was as if nothing happened in the living room.
The immortal soul was panting heavily on the ground... Although Yan Wulu didn't know why she was panting as a soul body? But it looked like she was panting.
"This soul is very hostile to you. Lu'er, you shouldn't keep her."
Yan Dong said, turning his wrist slightly, "...why not, let my father kill her for you, and you can send her to reincarnation."
When Yan Wulu heard this, he chuckled for a moment.
He opened his mouth and said——
"Father, killing is the simplest thing."
Yan Wulu said as he approached the soul and squatted down to look at him.
"...But, even if such a beautiful woman is sold to that brothel, she will definitely be the top one. Wouldn't this be more valuable than killing her directly?"
Yan Wulu's words contained a hint of joking...
The soul of the immortal seemed to have been hurt by Yan Dong. She was so arrogant that she only gasped for air for a while and did not even curse or refute.
When Yan Dong heard Yan Wulu's speech, he naturally knew what kind of temper his child was, and couldn't help but said directly -
"Lu'er, what you said is interesting. But as a father, you can't bear to sell her to a brothel."
"It's just a joke. Father, please don't take it seriously."
Yan Wulu chuckled and replied.
He stood up and his expression gradually became serious, "...This is the soul of an immortal."
"...Since the end of the so-called 'immortal period', there have been no immortals in the world for almost tens of thousands of years, right? Even Taoist monks are very rare."
"...The value contained in such an immortal soul is far beyond what can be measured by ordinary martial arts and martial arts."
Hearing this, Yan Dong felt that Yan Wulu's thinking was a bit too simplistic.
He couldn't help but ask: "Lu'er, do you think she will tell you the things you want?"
"Not sure..."
Yan Wulu said and continued to think: "But I think it should..."
Before Yan Wulu finished speaking, he was interrupted by a cold snort.
"snort!"
While the woman's soul was lying on the ground, she said arrogantly and disdainfully: "Even if I die, I won't tell you anything you want to know."
"If you are stubborn, let's kill him."
Yan Dong stood with his hands behind his back, an absolute superior posture.
Perhaps only when communicating with Yan Wulu could he be so patient and give advice many times.
"...Lu'er, if you really like beauties, you can't get beauties from Beidi, Daqian, even Northern Xinjiang, Tubo, Baiyue, and the Western Regions."
"No, father, I have already said that I am not interested in her beauty."
Yan Wulu denied.
"...As for what I want, I think the torture master Lai Junchen will put these in my hands."
"...I heard that their torturers even have a method for interrogating the souls of living people. So, this method can also be used for souls whose souls have left the body, right?"
Yan Wulu said as he took out a pitch black box.
"Lai Junchen told me that this is a precious product created by the cooperation of torture masters and machine masters. It can imprison people's souls. And the weaker it is, the better."
"...Thinking about it, now that the soul of this immortal has been severely injured by his father, he should be weak to the most appropriate level."
While speaking, Yan Wulu opened the pitch black box.
A stream of spiritual power surged at the mouth of the box.
The next moment, the immortal soul's eyes changed slightly in shock, and before he could speak, he was absorbed into the pitch black box.
The box is closed.
Just waiting to be handed over to Lai Junchen.
Yan Wulu turned around, looked at Yan Dong, and said directly -
"By the way, the martial arts technique that my father performed just now is extremely difficult and difficult. It seems that you need to practice the "Qiankun Jue" to the eighth level before you can use it with some power, right?"
"...But when my father used it, it was so 'shaking the world and making ghosts and gods cry'. Come to think of it, even the ninth level of "Qiankun Jue" is nothing more than this, right?"
"...So, my father is probably the best in the world now!"
Yan Wulu said, his affirmation was beyond words.
When Yan Dong heard this, he chuckled and waved his hand -
"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. In this world, the most indispensable thing is the master."
"...We who practice martial arts should always have a humble heart."
"Hiss." Yan Wulu took a breath, "...If you put it this way, father, have you ever met an undefeated master?"
"this……"
Hearing this, Yan Dong stroked his beard, thought for a while, and then chuckled: "...That's not true."
Yan Dong said it.
The two looked at each other and immediately chuckled in unison.
…
Yan Dong heard that Yan Wulu no longer needs the [Ancient Soul Ring].
He asked Yan Wulu for this thing.
Yan Wulu immediately handed the ancient ring to Yan Dong, but did not ask Yan Dong what he wanted to do with it.
Yan Dong, on the other hand, said it directly. He might need such a ring to complete some small things.
Yan Wulu couldn't quite guess what Yan Dong was going to do, but thinking about it, he was more resourceful than himself, so he didn't need to worry too much.
However, Yan Wulu still has a question -
"Father, you seem not to be afraid of this immortal soul at all."
"Do I need to be afraid?"
Yan Dong asked nonchalantly, and then continued: "...Isn't an immortal also a human being? What's more, she is just the soul of an immortal."
"...She is not the first immortal to be defeated by her father, and I think she won't be the last either."
When Yan Wulu heard this, he didn't quite understand the deeper meaning of Yan Dong's words.
Could it be that my father has defeated immortals before?
But haven’t all the immortals disappeared long ago and no longer exist in the world?
It was not until later that Yan Wulu learned some information from the immortal soul -
The immortal should have disappeared from the world long ago.
And this immortal soul said that she could feel that the immortal world had already ascended and left this world. However, the aura of the immortal was still there.
She is not the only immortal left in this world.
In other words, the [Ancient Soul Ring] is not the only immortal relic.
…
That evening.
Yan Wulu was looking at the dark box in Yan's mansion, but suddenly he received an envelope from the Qin family. The Qin family wanted to see him.
Yan Wulu took Zhang Chunhua with him and went to the designated place.
He originally thought he would see Qin Chechu or Qin Jing.
But I never expected that the last person I saw would be Prime Minister Qin Shuzheng.
It's really strange.
In the past, when he met Qin Xiang, it was mostly by chance in the palace, so they chatted for a while.
It was the first time for me to meet alone like this.
"Prime Minister Qin."
Yan Wulu bowed his hands and bowed.
Qin Shuzheng waved his hand slightly, motioning for him to sit aside and face each other.
"Your Highness, First of all, I am very grateful to you for taking care of Qin Shumian during this period of time. Although she is not part of our Qin family, she is still my daughter."
Qin Shuzheng got straight to the point.
Yan Wulu didn't look too surprised. After all, Qin Chechu knew about it, so Qin Shuzheng must also know about it.
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
Respond simply and politely.
And Qin Shuzheng continued to speak -
"I know very well that Your Majesty, with your personality and talents, you are a very capable and reliable person."
"...My child Chechu wants to let Qin Shumian return to the Qin family, but if she comes back, it will only cause trouble for others, not only for me, but also for herself."
"...So, uukanshu.com www.uukanshu.com I have decided that since Your Highness, Your Highness, has taken care of her for so long without asking for anything in return, it is impossible that you don't care about her at all, right? In the name of my biological father, I will send Qin
Shu Mian is entrusted to you. I believe that you will treat her well and will not let him be wronged."
The amount of information Yan Wulu received at one time was quite large...
He originally thought that Qin Shu was here to talk to him about returning Qin Shumian, and then give him some ceremonial rewards.
As a result, I didn’t expect...
Qin Shuzheng just gave his daughter to him!
Is this Qin Shumian really the other party’s biological daughter?
Yan Wulu was very suspicious now.
He had several discussions with Qin Shuzheng. Although he, Yan Wulu, liked beauty, he was never a person who took advantage of others.
If Qin Shumian didn't like him, he wouldn't have the heart to spend time pursuing her.
He felt that he should respect Qin Shumian's opinion and see how she wanted to make her decision.
Should he go back to the Qin family or follow him back to Zhenbei Palace.
Let her choose.
Qin Shuzheng finally agreed, but he said, "The Qin family, it is impossible to let Qin Shumian in. At most, she can live in the original house again."
Yan Wulu ignored him.
After Yan Wulu and Zhang Chunhua returned, Zhang Chunhua also reported to Yan Wulu during this period about how he, Qin Chechu and Qin Shumian handled Qin Shumian's problem.
The opinions of the three parties were not unified.
Zhang Chunhua felt that Qin Shumian was the beauty that the prince had "digged" through all the hard work. Although the prince didn't seem to be interested in her, he still tried his best to help the prince keep her. What if one day?
Qin Chechu, on the other hand, wanted Qin Shumian to return to the Qin family.
As for Qin Shumian herself, she has always had a model attitude... She seems to have something on her mind too.
