Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4870: Yuan Jun

Jian Wushuang slowly backed away, and the invisible sword had quietly gathered.

At the moment, the height of this man is more than several meters, like an old man who has walked out of the black fog, there is no surging power in his body, but the general trend that is emitted does not dare to be underestimated.

He also has some understanding. Although this old man does not show signs of dew, I am afraid that he will not lose sight of the confrontation with Diqing, and may even reach a tie.

At this moment, Xiaodijun stepped forward and stood in front of Jian Wushuang, and said two words in a nervous voice, "Yuanjun?"

"Huh?" The black-robed old man stared at Xiao Dijun, and a color of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"I am Gongzi Yan." Xiaodijun added.

The black-robed old man's gaze suddenly condensed, "Are you Yanzi?!"

Xiao Dijun breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled bitterly, "It's me, I thought Yuanjun had forgotten the kid."

"Good boy, it has become like this since the beginning." The black-robed old man disappeared sharply before condensing in front of him, and his eyes couldn't stop showing joy.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang also secretly relieved and put away the invisible sword.

Avoided a battle that would be costly, this kind of result is naturally good.

Little Emperor scratched his head, "The years are too long, if I didn't remember what Yuanjun you looked like when I was young, I am afraid I will be in trouble today."

The old man called Yuanjun raised his head and smiled, and then said, "You don't need to worry, Yan boy. Even if you don't remember what I look like, I will always remember your appearance."

"The kid understands." Xiaodijun also smiled.

"Well, since you have come to see this old bone of mine, go and sit in my hall first." Yuan Jun said with a wave of his sleeves.

Little Emperor nodded, and immediately looked at Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang shook his head without a trace, vigilance flashed in his eyes.

He smelled a bit of danger from the open temple. If he rushed in, he might encounter an uncontrollable crisis.

"This is?" Yuan Jun cast his gaze towards Jian Wushuang.

Little Emperor hurriedly added, "This is my best friend, Brother Jian."

Yuan Jun nodded, "Since I am a close friend of Boy Yan, I will not expel Er for the time being, let's come in together."

After the conversation, he was in the shape of a fog, drifting towards the hall.

Seeing him leaving first, Jian Wushuang looked at Xiaodijun, frowning slightly, "How much do you know about him and how many things he has hidden from you, do you know?"

Little Emperor Jun was a little dumb, and said after a moment, "Yuan Jun was one of the only elders who followed me closely when I was young. Although he soon explained himself to Xianyuan, I always knew his care for me. If not, he will not leave the inheritance to me."

Speaking, he stretched out his palm and placed it on Jian Wushuang's shoulder, "Brother Jian, believe me once, Yuan Jun will never be malicious to us."

Jian Wushuang opened his mouth, but in the end he did not speak.

The two physiques immediately entered the giant hall of the formidable.

What he didn't speak out was actually quite important.

If it was Xiaodijun's words, then Yuanjun had died from the immortal source, leaving only a touch of obsession, then the situation at the moment is completely different from what he said.

Yuan Jun has no body at all. In other words, his fairy source is very abundant so far, and the figure that appears is not his last obsession, but a truly unbroken fairy body. .

This is why Jian Wushuang would hesitate. After all, facing a concealed and extremely powerful existence, being vigilant is the correct performance.

As soon as I stepped into the giant hall, the dark and dark aura disappeared a lot.

The first thing that catches your eyes is the elegant pavilions, not the solemn and cold halls.

"Kid Yan, come, come and fish with the old man."

On a vacant pitch-black fairy pavilion, Jun Yuan is sitting on the top of the eaves, holding a fishing rod as a gesture.

"Here." Xiaodijun answered, and stepped onto the fairy pavilion with Jian Wushuang.

After handing him a fishing rod, Yuan Jun looked at Jian Wushuang again, "Boy, do you like fishing?"

Jian Wushuang nodded and said, "It's OK, I was addicted for a while when I was killing time."

"That's good, it's a good seed to calm your heart." After throwing a fishing rod to him, Yuan Jun happily caught the fish.

Little Emperor was sitting in the center and wanted to ask some questions, but he didn't know how to speak, he hesitated.

Yuan Jun spoke first, "Boy Yan, can Emperor Zhen Wuyang change now?"

Xiao Dijun replied, "My father is still the same. After he claimed to have established Dasiyu, he settled down and lived in Heavenly Court."

"That's good, his mission is completed, it's time to take a break." Yuan Jun nodded when he heard the words, "Go ahead, why do you think of seeing me?"

"Um, that..." Xiaodijun scratched his head awkwardly, "I wanted to come here to accept the inheritance..."

When Yuan Jun heard this, he hurriedly looked at him carefully, "Boy Yan, your fairy body is ready?"

"No, the flaws still exist, and I still can't practice. After my father used my secret method to promote me to Yanxian, I can't make any further progress." Little Emperor said.

"Damn, you belong to the emperor's bloodline, how could this happen." Yuanjun frowned, "Is there no chance to change?"

"Yuanjun, I have accepted it. My father has nothing to do. It looks good now." Xiaodijun said with a light smile, "And the reason why I came is not for myself, but for preparation. Let Brother Jian accept Yuanjun’s inheritance."

When Yuan Jun heard this, he looked at Jian Wushuang again, "For him?"

"Yes, I'm just an immortal who can't practice. Without the protection of Brother Sword, I would have fallen through assassinations."

As he said, he told Yuanjun about the intricate relationship between the emperors.

At the end, he said quietly, "Our generation will only stop fighting by killing."

Yuan Jun was silent, stretched out his hand and patted Xiaodijun's shoulder lightly, "I have suffered you."

"But, my heritage is gone."

The little emperor is puzzled and puzzled.

"If you came to accept my inheritance after I destroyed Xianyuan at the beginning, you can see it naturally, but everything has changed now," Yuanjun sighed, "Despite everything that happened, Even I can't explain it, but it actually happened."

Jian Wushuang also pricked up his ears at this moment, he knew Yuanjun was about to reveal the real secret.

"The so-called "Xianxian" and even "Dayanxian" are nothing more than the word "Xianyuan" in the end."

"Xianyuan is the true root, and it is complementary to the roots of the immortal. It is the most important thing to evolve immortals. The fragmentation of the source of immortality means complete fall."