Chapter 80 Heavenly Chariot

"Drive!"

At this time, two rows of brightly armored cavalry came. After the cavalry, there were several long rows of honor guards, four white horses twice as tall as ordinary horses, pulling a gorgeous carriage slowly.

Rumble!

At the moment of seeing the carriage, Fang Yun only felt a shock in his mind. In an instant, Fang Yun seemed to look at the end of the earth. Four ancient dragons, dragging a ball of light that was still a hundred times more dazzling than the sun, drove out of the horizon.

In that group of light, a tall and thin figure vaguely sat in it, and the whole body exuded a noble breath, as if the gods in the sky were patrolling the world. A boundless pressure filled the world, making people dare not face it.

"Is this the strength of Wuhou!"

Fang Yun was shocked. At the moment when Yang Hong appeared, Fang Yun felt that the air around him had become boiling, as if it was about to burn. Soaked in such air, Fang Yun felt a pain all over his body. Above his shoulders, it was heavy, as if there were two majestic mountains pressing on his shoulders.

"The hoof! The hoof!"

The sound of the horse's hoof stepping on the slate was deafening, and in Fang Yun's perception, the four ancient dragons pulled by the figure just passed over his head. With endless pressure, Fang Yun felt that the power of the whole world was pressed down. In the face of this pressure, it made people feel that it was going to be pressed into powder immediately.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the heaven and earth clock in Dantian suddenly buzzed, and an invisible force swept out. In a blink of an eye, the invisible pressure immediately disappeared without a trace. Fang Yun loosened his shoulders and immediately regained his freedom.

hoof!——

Hearing the distant sound of horses' hoofs, Fang Yun came to his senses, opened his eyes, and saw that Yang Hong, the Marquis of England, had disappeared at the end of the street.

"Little marquis, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Xiaoling's voice came to his ears. Fang Yun followed the sound and saw Lu Xiaoling's eyes looking at his forehead. Fang Yun subconsciously touched it and found that his forehead was full of sweat. In just a moment, Fang Yun felt more tired than going through several life-and-death fights.

"Peacock, are you all right?" Fang Yun thought of the peacock.

"It's okay!"

The peacock said indifferently, covered by the silver-white mask, and a wisp of blood was slowly flowing out of the corners of her mouth.

"What a big show, how can you use ancient magic tools to make a chariot!"

not far away, the princess looked at the direction of Yang Hong's disappearance and said coldly.

"Ancient magic weapon?" Fang Yun was surprised.

"Don't you know that Yang Hong got an ancient Heavenly Emperor chariot? His carriage was changed by the Emperor of Heaven's chariot!"

The princess stared at Fang Yun with a disdainful face.

"What?!!" Fang Yun didn't bother to argue with her: "Do you think the four horses were changed from the body of the ancient dragon?"

"That's good, you finally have some insight!" A trace of accident flashed in the eyes of the princess: "The dragon souls of the four ancient dragons have long been killed in ancient times. Yang Hong got this ancient chariot. Then refine the dragon bodies of the four dragons together with the chariot sacrifice and turn them into a magic weapon!"

"This Yang Hong is so lucky!"

Fang Yun was so shocked that he was almost speech-speakable that he could take out such things as the Emperor's chariot casually as a carriage. Such a luxury can only explain one thing. Yang Hong is either a prodigal son, or he is extremely rich and has a lot of magic weapons, so he can do this!

The only thing Fang Yun can sigh about is the impermanence of life. Li Yixuan and Princess Gu She now have another Yang Hong. The experience of these people is enough for Fang Yun to see what is really rich and talented!

"Dearn gouache, ladies, come and have a look!"

As soon as Yang Hong's motorcade left, the street was crowded and the original prosperous scene was restored.

"Peacock, let's go home first!"

At this time, Fang Yun felt a little excited. He greeted the peacock, and the group went in the direction of the Sifang Marquis Mansion.

"Young master, young master..., you're back!"

When Fang Yun appeared at the gate of the Sifang Hou Mansion, an old servant in the door lit up and greeted him with surprise.

"Well," Fang Yun nodded, walked in, and casually asked, "Where's your wife?"

A trace of hesitation flashed on the old servant's face, and he lowered his head and said, "Young master, madam went to the palace early this morning. I haven't come back yet!"

Fang Yun didn't care. Mrs. Huayang was often called to the palace to meet the queen and some noble concubines.

"Don't disturb others when you come back. This is the aunt's princess. In a moment, prepare a room for her to live in.

Fang Yun ordered. Fang Yun was ready to tell Lu Xiaoling after his mother returned home. His mother is kind by nature. Fang Yun believes that as long as he explains Lu Xiaoling's situation to her, he will also take her in.

"Fang Yun, don't want to get rid of the means. Do you think you can get rid of me like this?"

The aunt shot the princess's voice was cold when she heard the words, and she said coldly.

"The Sifang Hou Mansion is here. Can I still move this Hou Mansion? ...Well, I know. The princess must want to sleep on the street. Uncle Zhang, when I didn't say what I said just now, don't prepare the wing room.

Fang Yun waved his hand and said in a smoan.

"You! ...Well, I can't leave before I see the gift post of Wu Mu and the Third Duke! Sifanghou Mansion, I will live there! Prepare a room for me right away!"

Please don't be as excited as the general. The aunt shot the princess thought about it and decided to stay in the Sifanghou Mansion. In Shangjing, the only one who has a little friendship is Princess Qingchang. However, the royal family has a rule that no one is allowed to stay overnight in the royal family. Even relatives of the emperor have to leave the palace and stay in their own mansions or inns in the evening.

"Young master?" The old servant looked over Princess Qingchang and looked at Fang Yun. Fang Yun nodded..

"Princess, please follow me!"

The old servant led the aunt and greeted the princess to the wing of the house.

"Do you want to attract King Liang?"

The aunt shot the princess away, and the peacock suddenly said.

Fang Yun looked at the peacock in surprise, and then said, "If you don't say to win over, at least don't stand the enemy!"

Princess Gu She's kendo is very sharp, and Fang Yun can see that this kendo is limited to the strength of Princess Gu She and has not been fully exerted. If it is not necessary, Fang Yun really doesn't want to provoke such a strong enemy.

Properly arrange Lu Xiaoling and Fang Yun walk towards his own wing. After getting a lot of magic weapons, martial arts have also been promoted to the state of living in the fetus. Fang Yun doesn't have time to have a good understanding of the fetal state.

After closing the door, Fang Yun sat down cross-legged in ** and sank into the fetal state again, in that wonderful feeling.

"This is the seven souls of human beings!"

Fang Yun's whole body is emitting a faint light. In this faint light, there are seven cool clusters of light wrapped in it. In the light mass, it is blurred and can be faintly seen, and there are some strange shadows inside.

The Bone Emperor once mentioned several realms of martial arts in Ancient Times. Among them, living in the six realms is the most basic and the foundation of martial arts practice. Only when you get out of the world can you really step into the palace. And the practice process of getting out of the world is to practice the seven souls of people. As a result, the seven souls take shape and break away.

The state of living in the fetus is a kind of improvement in perception. On the contrary, there is not much improvement in real skills.

"Let's see what has changed in the clock of heaven and earth after reaching the fetal state!"

Fang Yun's heart moved and immediately concentrated his mind on the clock of heaven and earth. At the moment when Fang Yun's mind sank into the clock of heaven and earth, the mutation suddenly appeared. He only heard a buzzing sound, and there was light in the void, and ten floating pictures appeared again.

"Huh? There are words!"

This time, the floating gold scroll has finally changed. On the first insect-shaped scroll, a golden insect pattern appeared. The body of the insect was tortuous and formed a heart shape. Below the pattern, there is a line of small words:

"The heart god Danyuan character guard the spirit, shaped like a boy's lying lotus flower, Danjin flying clothes covered with jade, golden bells and red belt sitting in the room, in front of the desperate call is also ascending to the Su, and the mountain clouds for a long time."

"This is actually a trick to exercise the soul!"

The clock of heaven and earth finally revealed a mysterious corner, which is actually a magic weapon to practice the soul.

Among the foreign sects, the most precious thing is the secret of practicing the soul. There are three souls and seven souls in life, but no one knows what the most primitive three souls and seven souls look like. Different sects, according to different formulas, will practice different souls. The form of the soul determines the power and development potential of this layer of martial arts.

For example, people in the evil way practice three souls and seven souls, most of which are gloomy, and their strange shape is completely different from those in the Taoist sect. Not only good and evil, but also the souls condensed by the demon clan are different from those of the People's Congress. Different souls have different powers!

"If the heaven and earth Wanhua clock is really a trick to exercise the soul, then the golden worm in the picture scroll is by no means so simple."

Almost blessed to the soul, Fang Yun's attention was focused on the heart-shaped worm pattern in the center of the scroll. The picture scroll changed again. Just as Fang Yun's mind concentrated on the pattern in the center of the scroll, the originally motionless insects suddenly scattered into countless runes. These small runes, under Fang Yun's eyes, formed complicated arrays one by one. The array remained broken, and finally turned into a golden rune hand, facing Fang Yunyi. The palm patted out. At this moment, Fang Yun felt that all his souls were taken out by this palm, sealed into the picture scroll, and turned into a worm. He couldn't think about it and couldn't move! H