Chapter 109: The Secret of the Palace of Ask the Heart (9)

Xiao Yan was indeed a smart person. He thought about this in an instant, and his eyes gradually became as bright as the moon, looking forward to this first time asking questions.

The soul mark finally lit up like a nebula burning, turning into a hazy figure. Although the figure is as illusory as a shadow, it seems to dissipate at any time, the fluctuations in every move still make Xiao Yan frightened.

The Seven-Star Doudi is indeed powerful. After countless years, even a remnant soul is still so powerful. The soul villain bowed to the hazy figure again with admiration to show respect.

The figure laughed, and the laughter rippled in Xiao Yan's sea of ​​consciousness: "Although I am the Seven-Star Dou Emperor, I can't get on the table in my strong Medicine Clan."

The Seven Star Doudi couldn't even get on the table? Xiao Yan was a little stunned.

Although the ancient catastrophe was an era when the high-level Doudi walked around the streets and five stars were not as good as dogs, even seven stars could not be on the table, and the medicine clan back then was too powerful. Under the strong shock, Xiao Yan's soul villain bowed and bowed for a moment, just as he seemed extremely respectful.

The figure nodded slightly, as if extremely satisfied, and said slowly: "The Medicine Tribe was full of talents back then, so all the disciples I liked fell into the hands of others; but those who were willing to take my husband as my teacher did not like me. Therefore, I did not receive a single disciple until my death, which is my greatest regret in my life."

After the words fell, the figures turned into memories and remained silent for a long time.

Xiao Yan was sweating heavily, and he was really amused and unable to find a satisfactory disciple in the Medicine Clan. You can go outside to find him. Why did you sigh here? What kind of etiquette tests have made me scared.

But he only dared to complain in his heart, how could he say this? So, in the sea of ​​soul consciousness, Xiao Yan's soul villain looked up at the figure, and the figure looked up at the distance. The picture was frozen and there was no change.

"This ancestor of the Medicine Clan spoke slowly and thought slowly, as if he was slow to do anything. It was almost half an hour after a stop. He had not responded yet. When will this question be asked?" The soul corresponded to the movement of his body. The soul villain stood up for a long time. Xiao Yan also felt sore feet and back pain, and even his neck was almost cramped. He couldn't help complaining in his heart.

I don’t know if it was Xiao Yan’s complaint that caused the reaction of the figure, or if the figure felt that Xiao Yan’s sincerity was enough, the figure sighed and finally withdrew the distant gaze and fell on Xiao Yan, and the admiration became even stronger.

"Please ask questions from our ancestors." Xiao Yan probably would have a tendency to go wild if he holds on. When he sees a figure looking at him, he quickly said with a stingy bullet.

"Hahahahahaha." The figure suddenly burst into laughter. "The Palace of Ask the Heart is a temple for others to solve doubts, but for me, it is just a regret."

"I said before that the only regret is the matter of taking disciples. Therefore, when I entered this temple before leaving, I left my soul consciousness, not to ask questions or solve my doubts, but to find a destined person who is respectful and destined to me, and to pass on the power of my soul that I have little left, and then I will have no regrets."

After saying that, the figure looked at Xiao Yan deeply, and his figure began to become faintly illusory, and began to merge into Xiao Yan's sea of ​​consciousness like ripples.

How lucky Xiao Yan is to receive the gift of the Seven Star Doudi. It’s a pity that the soul of the Seven Star Doudi was about to collapse after being seriously injured, so there is not much soul power left. In addition, the endless years are lost, it is even more rare. Otherwise, Xiao Yan’s peak soul power at the imperial realm will be close to full in one fell swoop.

But despite this, Xiao Yan also benefited a lot. The soul power surged out of the figure, running wildly like clouds blowing by the wind, stacked layer by layer, and then merged into Xiao Yan's sea of ​​consciousness like a river returning to the sea.

Xiao Yan felt his whole body suddenly become extremely light and flexible. Every pore was spreading comfortably. The soul power at the peak of the Emperor Realm became more pure, just like he had been entering this realm for hundreds of years.

After a long time, the figures in the sea of ​​consciousness completely disappeared. Xiao Yan looked at the empty sea of ​​consciousness and suddenly missed the slow sound, but the past had passed and nothing existed.

Xiao Yan felt sad, and he knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes, and knocked three loudly in the direction where the soul mark disappeared just now.

Standing up again, Xiao Yan's heavy feeling had already disappeared a lot.

"Responding to his questions, solving his doubts, or explaining his regrets can also be considered a kind of respect for his ancestors."
Chapter completed!