One day later.
Tianyang Ancient City.
The spring sunshine pours down from the cloudless sky, coating the entire city with a warm golden color.
The green bricks on the city wall glow with a warm luster in the sun, pedestrians come and go on the streets, and the sounds of hawking in the shops come and go, creating a lively scene.
Since Yan Fei and Yue Shen took over this city, Tianyang Ancient City has long gone from the original dilapidation and depression, replaced by a vigorous vitality of "everything is going well".
City Lord Mansion In the side hall of the backyard.
Da Siming, Shao Siming and Xiaomeng lined up in a row, standing quietly in the center of the side hall, waiting for Zhao Linchuan to awaken Martial Soul for them.
Da Siming is standing on the far left, wearing a dark red dress, with long hair like a waterfall, and a bit of coldness and vigilance between his eyebrows.
Her hands were folded in front of her lower abdomen, and her fingertips were slightly glowing with light pink.
Her eyes fell on Zhao Linchuan with a kind of scrutiny and curiosity.
Is this man the one that Yan Fei and Yue Shen are willing to follow?
Shao Siming stood in the middle, wearing a plain white dress, with a cold and quiet face, like a white lotus that had not yet bloomed.
She is petite but stands upright, like a small tree standing upright in the wind.
Her eyes were lowered and fell on the ground in front of her toes. It was as quiet as if she didn't exist, but her presence was impossible to ignore.
Xiaomeng stands on the far right, her face is beautiful and agile, and her eyes have a curious and enthusiastic light.
She has grown up looking at the portrait of Zhao Linchuan since she was a child. Her master said that it was the "true face of an immortal" and asked her to meditate on it every day in order to one day achieve enlightenment.
She had a special emotion towards that "immortal". Since she was young, she had thought that she could achieve righteousness and go to the place where the immortals lived to find this "immortal" who made her feel passionate.
Now that the immortal is right in front of her, how can she not be excited?
Da Siming and Shao Siming glanced at each other, and then their eyes fell on Yan Fei and Yue Shen.
They knew about the existence of these two people, especially Da Siming. She had also witnessed the battle between these two adults for the throne of "Eastern Lord".
But the problem is, that was many years ago.
Later, I don't know what happened, and these two adults suddenly disappeared. Since then, the positions of Eastern Lord and Yue Shen have been vacant.
Shao Siming Although she is young, she still knows a lot about the legends of these two strange women.
She looked at the two adults curiously. The feeling they gave Shao Siming was too unreal, and it was even stronger than the sense of oppression Donghuang Taiyi brought to her.
Moreover, time seems to have left no trace on these two adults.
They are still bright and beautiful, even more touching than Da Siming saw them in the past.
"I will explain it to you later if you have any questions." Zhao Linchuan spoke slowly, his voice gentle and calm.
He raised his right hand slightly, and a soft golden halo instantly burst out from his palm.
The golden halo spread quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it completely engulfed Da Siming and the others.
The golden light circulates, jumps, and dances around them, like a group of cheerful elves, jumping gently in their hair, shoulders, and fingertips, with a slight warmth.
"What a warm feeling..."
Xiaomeng murmured in a low voice, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand, wanting to touch those golden halos.
The moment her fingertips touched the halo, the halo seemed to be spiritual, sinking into her body along the palm of her hand.
It felt like being wrapped in warm spring water, or like having the spring breeze blowing across my cheeks, which was indescribably comfortable.
Xiaomeng I just felt that something was awakened in my body. It was a power that had been sleeping for a long time. Like a hibernating beast, it slowly opened its eyes at the call of spring thunder.
Immediately afterwards, Xiaomeng suddenly felt something in his heart and slightly lowered his head to look at his palm.
The golden light gathered, condensed, and took shape in her palm, and a white stream of light slowly emerged from her palm.
The stream of light was extremely dazzling, and the white light contained an extremely sharp aura. It was like countless invisible sharp blades cutting through the air, sending chills down people's spines.
"Gengjin... White Tiger?"
Xiaomeng spit out these words subconsciously.
As her voice fell, the white light condensed and took shape instantly.
A lifelike and majestic Geng Metal White Tiger appeared silently in the palm of her hand.
The white tiger was only about the size of a palm, but it was majestic. Its eyes were like two golden gems, emitting a sharp light that seemed to be able to pierce all illusions in the world.
It lowered its body and raised its front paws slightly, making a posture ready to pounce at any time, with a majesty of "I am the Lord of Autumn Killing".
At the same time, a pink mist also awakened from the palm of Da Siming, floating quietly above her palm.
The mist is pink and soft, like the haze formed by crushed peach petals in spring, with a sense of blur that can be seen through at a glance and a charm that is as tender as water.
It slowly flows, stretches, and changes in the air, sometimes gathering into groups, sometimes spreading into mist, exuding a strange and fascinating atmosphere.
"Red Phoenix Mist?"
Da Siming was startled at first, then turned to look at Shao Siming.
In the palm of Shao Siming's hand, a cyan dragon was surrounding her fingers, swimming back and forth, exuding a strong breath of life.
The green dragon is only about a foot long, but its shape is complete. The dragon's head, horns, scales, and claws are all exquisite, like a carefully carved work of art.
Its body shuttles, surrounds and dances between Shao Siming's fingers, sometimes raising its head, sometimes leaning down, as if swimming in the water, with a kind of vigorous vitality of "revival of all things".
"That's...Wood Azure Dragon?"
As the three Xiaomeng awakened Martial Soul one after another, the golden halo also dissipated into the invisible.
The light slowly faded from the three people's bodies like an ebbing tide, and finally turned into a faint golden thread, sinking into the palm of Zhao Linchuan.
Yan Fei stood up at this time and said slowly, "Follow me, and I will clear up the doubts in your hearts."
After saying that, Yan Fei walked slowly outside the house.
Da Siming and Shao Siming didn't say anything, they directly put away Martial Soul and followed them.
And Xiaomeng also took a sneak look at Zhao Linchuan, then took a step forward and followed Da Siming's back and walked out.
After the four girls left, the side hall became quiet.
Yue Shen relaxed his expression, and his whole body felt a little relaxed.
She clasped her palms together in front of her chest, and then slowly separated them. A soft blue soul light emerged from the palms of Yue Shen's hands.
The soul light was soft and cold, like a ball of tamed moonlight, flowing, changing, and shaping in her palm, and finally turned into a solid object that looked like a sand table.