Overriding the Heaven

The flute seemed to contain a story.    

Everyone immediately looked curiously at Chu Yan and Wusilanma.    

Everyone was unclear about the relationship between Chu Yan and Wusilanma as the person in question had never mentioned it before.    

However, there was no doubt that the two had a deep relationship.    

And since the two of them knew each other, they were probably the first ones to know each other.    

Being watched by others, Chu Yan could remain calm and collected.    

In fact, with His Highness' mentality, if someone was to stare at him or stare at him, he would definitely stare back with a gaze ten times more ferocious.    

But when facing Wusilanma, he wouldn't do that.    

In the end, he still felt a bit guilty.    

Thus, Prince Chu changed the topic, "Try it."    

Wusilanma took the flute.    

The moment her warm fingertip touched the flute, she felt as if she had been blessed.    

The two little snakes on his wrists immediately became lively, turning around and standing up, hissing and spitting their tongues at the flute.    

Wusilanma's eyes immediately lit up.    

When she held the flute in her hand, it gave her a different feeling.    

She put the flute to her lips and blew softly.    

The moment the melodious flute melody rang out, the surrounding people all felt absent-minded for a moment. Their bodies couldn't help but go soft and float like immortals.    

Fortunately, Wusilanma only played the song for a short while before stopping.    

Everyone came back to their senses and looked at each other.    

At this moment, they all felt as if they had awoken from a great dream. It was as if they had just had a beautiful dream in that short period of time.    

"It's a soul attack!" Yun Nichang was the first to speak.    

The expressions of the others also turned cold.    

On the other hand, Wusilanma had a satisfied smile on her face.    

Her innate Nightmare Body, as well as the cultivation technique she cultivated, Qing Qiu and Jiu Meng, were all focused on divine intents.    

She didn't mention this to Chu Yan Ming, but Chu Yan had observed her and helped her forge this magical equipment.    

"Thank you." Wusilanma giggled at Chu Yan.    

This flute could not be considered to have been forged by Chu Yan. It was just that Chu Yan had completed another upgrade on the basis of the Shaohua Jade Dragon Flute.    

Having absorbed the powerful refining knowledge and memories, this kind of forging process would be as difficult as ascending to heaven for other cultivators, but for Chu Yan, it was as easy as flipping his hand.    

At this moment, the only ones who hadn't obtained any magic treasures were Su Yuqing and Fu Rui.    

Su Yuqing was still smiling faintly, looking at her younger brother like a gentle older sister.    

Strictly speaking, Su Yuqing was the first person Chu Yan knew since he stepped onto the road of immortality.    

And it could be said that he was Chu Yan's leader.    

If not for her full support for Chu Yan, Chu Yan would never have entered Shattered Star Pavilion.    

After Chu Yan entered the Shattered Star Pavilion, she still took good care of him.    

Although there was no blood relation between the two, their feelings were no different than siblings.    

"Sis." At this moment, this was the first time Chu Yan had publicly announced the way he addressed Su Yuqing.    

"You are proficient in the Dao of array formations, cultivation techniques, and arts. You don't have much mastery over them, so your might is limited as well.    

If I give you the weapon and magic treasure, your improvement and help will be extremely limited.    

Therefore, what I have prepared for you is a treasure that you will definitely be satisfied with. " Chu Yan continued.    

"What is it?" Su Yuqing tilted her head and asked with a smile.    

"Myriad Treasures Kunlun." Chu Yan said two words.    

In an instant, Kong Xian, Li Xiu, and Su Jianyuan, who had seen the divine might of the Myriad Treasures Mountain, sucked in a breath of cold air as their eyes widened.    

On that day, Su Yuqing, who had also seen the Myriad Treasures Karakorum that day, also opened her eyes wide, an expression of disbelief on her face.    

Thousand Treasures Karakorum, to put it simply, they had to fill it up with enough magical equipment before they could unleash their power.    

The more treasures there were inside, the more powerful it would be.    

In other words, the Myriad Treasures Kunlun was not only a treasure, but also a treasure trove!    

What Chu Yan gave to Su Yuqing was a treasure vault!    

"Although there aren't any priceless treasures, there are at least a few hundred of them." Chu Yan was a little embarrassed, "I will fill it up for you as soon as possible."    

"This magic treasure is indeed the most suitable for me." Su Yuqing's heart was moved as she took the Ten Thousand Treasures Karakorum.    

It was just as Chu Yan said. Because she was proficient in formations, cultivation techniques and techniques were not her strong point.    

In the future, his mastery of divine abilities would be limited.    

In the Spirit Severing Road, if he met with danger, the one who would be forced to act later would definitely suffer a great loss.    

Even if he was in the lead, the setting up of the formation array was still much slower than casting the spell or divine ability directly.    

Furthermore, the more powerful a formation was, the more complex it would be, and the longer the formation would last.    

These factors had determined Su Yuqing's natural disadvantage in the battle.    

But now, the appearance of the Myriad Treasures Karakorum had completely made up for Su Yuqing's shortcoming.    

Compared to the chaotic array's defensive capabilities, the Myriad Treasures Karakorum's offensive capabilities were much stronger, and its defensive capabilities were not inferior to the array's.    

Imagine if you met an opponent who held a spirit artifact in your hand and the opponent waved his hand like a peacock spreading its tail. The sky was filled with treasures that were like a meteor shower as they smashed down at you.    

At that time, just looking at them would be enough to scare them to death.    

Su Yuqing smiled warmly as she kept the Ten Thousand Treasures Karakorum.    

Chu Yan turned to look at Fu Rui.    

Due to Fu Rui's nervousness, she pursed her lips and a slight blush appeared on her cheeks. Her small fists were clenched tightly at her sides.    

As Chu Yan looked at Fu Rui, he couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded.    

Back then, when they first met Fu Rui in Evergreen Town, she was still a twelve to thirteen year old little girl.    

Now that a few years had passed, even though due to Immortal cultivation, the growth and aging speed of a cultivator was much slower than that of an ordinary person.    

But even so, over the years, Fu Rui had grown up.    

A beautiful and adorable young girl. She was now also a slim and graceful young girl.    

His facial features opened up and he became taller. His childishness gradually lessened, but the only thing that didn't change was his chest.    

It was still huge.    

"Well, guess what I've got for you?" Chu Yan laughed.    

"You're not allowed to bully me." Fu Rui said in a low voice.    

The little girl was clearly still a little nervous.    

Although many times, Chu Yan didn't know why Fu Rui would be so nervous when facing him.    

That little Fu Rui who called him "Idiot Chu Yan" was actually afraid of him.    

The world is wonderful.    

Seeing that Fu Rui looked like she was about to cry, Chu Yan did not tease her anymore: "I think this thing will definitely be of help to you in Spirit Severing Road."    

With that, a ball of golden light flew into Chu Yan's palm. It carried a tough, pure Yang, solid, and heavy aura as it swirled into Fu Rui's hand.    

"What is this?" Fu Rui took it and looked at it curiously.    

This golden light gave her an extremely strong sense of security.    

All of a sudden, the nervousness disappeared, and he felt at ease.    

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