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Chapter 4871 has something to say

Yuan Jun paused after saying this, then slowly stretched out his left palm, and a ray of pure energy was condensed.

"After I established the Great Si Region with Emperor Zhenwuyang, the wars and killings stopped, which made me feel tired. I destroyed my immortal source and just wanted to sleep forever."

"Whether it is the destruction of the fairy source by external force or the self-destruction of the fairy source, it is an irreversible trauma. I successfully shattered the fairy source, and naturally I also fell irreversibly."

"My self-destruction was very complete. Apart from leaving a legacy for you, I didn't even leave any obsession behind. Just like that, my consciousness also withered and fell into emptiness."

"But my fall seems a little different. Although my consciousness has withered, it seems to be awakened tirelessly by some kind of power."

"I don't know how many years have passed like this. The originally shattered and withered consciousness was restored. I woke up. At the same time, I was surprised to find that even the fairy source had condensed again."

"Then, I fully recovered, but because I was tired of the world, I simply stayed here until I see you again today."

The words stopped abruptly.

The amount of information contained in such words was not much, but it was so mysterious that even Jian Wushuang was a little confused.

Self-destruction of the immortal source and immortal body is an irreversible trauma. Let alone an ordinary Dayan Immortal, even Di Qing, who has nine true lives, would not dare to do this.

Except for Jian Wushuang, who has no immortal source and possesses an immortal immortal body, who dares to try this, other Dayan immortals will die if they try.

Moreover, it is obvious that neither of the two special cases exist for Yuan Jun, so his resurrection naturally seems a bit more confusing.

A trace of disappointment flashed deep in the eyes of the little emperor, but then he smiled and said, "It seems that Mr. Yuan Yuan is lucky enough to live again. Please stop doing stupid things and pursue a higher realm."

Yuan Jun smiled and nodded, "I listen to you. Since my luck is with me, I will pursue the great road."

After chatting for a long time, the little emperor was ready to leave.

"Boy Yan, I can't leave here yet, but once you are in a big crisis, I will definitely come to help you." Yuan Jun said solemnly.

The little emperor nodded, "Okay, if that day comes, I will definitely come to invite Mr. Yuan."

The guarantee of a Nine-Rank Dayan Immortal carries a very heavy weight.

Jian Wushuang also understood at this time that Emperor Zhen Wuyang actually arranged several Dayan Immortals around each of his sons.

There was a black-robed Dayan Immortal under the fallen Young Master Mo Zuo, and there was also Di Qing.

Young Master Jiu also has a ninth-level Dayan Immortal Chang Fu beside him.

And the little emperor also has a Yuanjun beside him.

Then, the other emperors must also be accompanied by Dayan Immortal. Once a war breaks out between them, it will probably be extremely tragic.

After speaking, the two of them prepared to leave.

But at this moment, Yuan Jun suddenly stopped Jian Wushuang, "Well, boy, did you leave in such a hurry?"

Jian Wushuang stopped, with some doubts in his eyes.

"Although my inheritance has disappeared, it does not hinder my inheritance step by step." Throwing away the fishing rod in his hand, Yuan Jun said proudly, "I also have some affinity for you, so just stay and let me teach you personally.

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When the little emperor heard this, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Brother Jian, please thank Yuanjun quickly."

Unexpectedly, Jian Wushuang shook his head, "Forget it, senior. Although inheritance can achieve great changes in a very short time, it also has some disadvantages. I'd better understand it myself."

"You look down on me?" Yuan Jun's voice condensed, and he danced wildly in a black robe, "Since you are a close friend of Mr. Yan, I will do my best to cultivate you. You have to agree if you agree, and you have to agree if you don't agree.

That’s settled!”

After speaking, he reached out to grab Jian Wushuang, who was defenseless, and headed to a dojo.

The little emperor excitedly clapped his hands with his fists, as if he was even happier than he had received the inheritance.

On the dojo, which was as vast as a chessboard, Jian Wushuang stood tall, apparently having accepted the reality. Opposite him, Yuan Jun stood with his hands behind his back, full of the feeling of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.

"Boy, let me ask you, how long have you been in the Immortal Realm?"

Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows. From the Divine Power Universe to the Great Evolution World, he reached the ancestral level and became the Universe God, and now he is the Evolution Immortal. The time it took him did not even take tens of millions of years.

Thousands of years, for the Supreme Beings in the divine universe, it would only take several retreats to realize the Dao, let alone the immortals who have transcended the way of heaven and are measured in Chinese years.

Time and years are meaningless to them, but to measure the qualifications of a top cultivator or an immortal, it does take time to demonstrate.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Jian Wushuang swallowed thousands of years directly into his stomach and casually made up a story about Hua Nian, which was about the same age as the little emperor.

Yuan Jun heard the words and nodded, "It's not bad. Reaching the rank of Yanxian at such an age is indeed a malleable talent. If you were to live in the same era as me, you would probably become a Dayanxian by now."

"I can give you very little, and I can't even teach you anything," he said simply, "but because I promised Young Man Yan, I decided to grit my teeth and teach you."

"But you have to promise me something before that. If I'm not with him in the future, you will protect him no matter what."

When Jian Wushuang heard this, he was silent for a moment and then slowly shook his head, "I'm sorry that I can't agree."

Little Emperor Junzhi, who was laughing at this scene outside the dojo, was stunned, and even Yuanjun's eyes turned cold for a moment.

"Why?"

"Because I can't stay in the big division for a long time. I have many important things to solve, so I can't agree to it."

"What an arrogant boy, do you know who you are bargaining with?" Yuan Jun's hair danced wildly behind him, and the general trend of the ninth-turn Dayan Immortal was suppressed in an instant.

"Yuanjun, keep your hands!"

The little emperor who was outside the dojo rushed over and blocked Yuanjun's momentum.

"Don't stand in my way, let me dampen this junior's spirit first." He said angrily.

"Yuanjun, there is nothing wrong with what he said. In fact, we have already spoken out before," the little emperor forced a smile, "It is unfair for him to ask him to protect me from now on."

Yuan Jun calmed down and frowned, "But if he leaves at any time and I am not by your side, you will be in a passive and dangerous situation at any time."

The little emperor smiled, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Jian Wushuang, "He will not leave at any time. You must know that we have a promise to protect me for seventy years, and it seems that we are not even halfway through yet."


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