Chapter 2 Good Luck

"what happened?"

Jing Yan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly urged his vitality to protect himself. Although his realm continued to fall, he still had the cultivation of the third level of martial arts at this time, and his vitality was quite powerful. But when Jing Yan tried his best to mobilize his vitality to the surface of his body, he found that his own vitality was directly swallowed by the milky yellow light.

Upon discovering this, Jing Yan was really a little flustered. What people fear most is usually the unknown.

At this moment, Jing Yan had no idea what the creamy yellow light that enveloped his body was. However, although he was slightly panicked, Jing Yan was still able to remain calm, because so far, the milky yellow light had not caused any harm to his body, except for the fact that he had absorbed the vitality that he motivated.

"boom!"

Just when Jing Yan was thinking about what to do, a terrifying energy suddenly rushed towards Jing Yan's mind.

Almost instantly, Jing Yan's entire body was soaked with sweat. When this terrifying energy poured into Jing Yan's mind, the heart-piercing pain seemed to tear Jing Yan's head apart. That kind of pain, as if it came from the depths of the soul, is not something that ordinary human beings can endure.

Even Jing Yan clenched his teeth and bleeds from his lips.

However, the pain came and went quickly. In less than breathing time, the pain dissipated like a tide, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Jing Yan looked at his room. At this time, the milky yellow halo emanating from the Qiankun Ring also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Am I hallucinating?"

Jing Yan was a little unsure if what he had seen and experienced just now was true, but this doubt was then expelled by what he found in his mind.

"What is this? How did it enter my mind?" Jing Yan widened his eyes.

The extra things in his mind seemed to be part of his memory, but Jing Yan could be sure that this part of the memory definitely did not belong to him. However, now this part of the memory seems to have merged with his own memory.

However, when Jing Yan wanted to see this part of the memory clearly, he was a little dazed, as if something happened for a long time, and the memory was vague and not so real.

Although he couldn't see the details of this part of the memory, Jing Yan had a vague grasp of it.

"The first divine art in the sky?"

Jing Yan found these words in some of the memories he had in hand.

"Yes, little guy, it seems that your comprehension ability is good. With your current state, you can comprehend part of it." At this time, a voice came from behind Jing Yan.

Hearing the voice, Jing Yan's whole body trembled, and his face turned pale.

Because, Jing Yan never imagined that there was another person in his room, and he didn't even know when this person entered his room.

Jing Yan can be sure of one thing, that the door and window of his room have never been opened. Jing Yan's current state has fallen a lot, but if someone wants to enter his room, he must open the door or window, and once the door or window is opened, Jing Yan will never be unconscious.

So, how did this person get in?

Swish!

Jing Yan,

Immediately, he turned around, took a deep breath, and tried his best to calm down.

As soon as Jing Yan turned around, he saw a white-haired old man with a smile on his face, staring at him.

"Who are you?" Jing Yan looked at the white-haired old man. He didn't know the old man. In his memory, it seemed that there was no such elder in the family.

While speaking, Jing Yan secretly wanted to check the strength of the white-haired old man, but he did not gain anything. That is to say, either the white-haired old man is an ordinary person, or the realm has reached a high level, so that he can't find it at all.

You must know that Jing Yan has also stepped into the innate realm before, and the five senses are quite powerful. If you want to make him feel nothing in front of him, it is definitely not something that ordinary warriors can do.

"Hey, don't be nervous, little guy, I have no ill will towards you." The white-haired old man said with a smile, "My name is Tianshui, you can call my name Tianshui, or you can call me senior, I don't care about the name of the old man. ."

"As for my origin..." Tian Shui pointed to the ring on Jing Yan's hand.

"Actually, I only have a wisp of soul left, and my soul has always stayed in this Qiankun ring. Speaking of which, thanks to you, this little guy opened the seal of the Qiankun ring, otherwise I don't know when I'm going to fall asleep. Wow, the outside air is still good, my old man can often come to the outside world to breathe." Tian Shui said slowly, with an excited expression.

"I opened the seal of the Qiankun Ring?" Jing Yan was slightly taken aback.

When Jing Yan got the Qiankun Ring from his grandfather Jingtian, he actually had a feeling that this Qiankun ring is not simple, but he never thought that it was a sealed ring.

Now listening to what Tian Shui said, it seems that it was because he opened the seal of the Qiankun ring that the milky yellow halo appeared on the Qiankun ring just now.

So……

The extra things in his mind should also be brought to him by the Qiankun Ring.

"Yes, it is indeed you who opened the seal of the Qiankun Ring. To open the seal, you need to absorb some energy. During this period of time, you continued to inject vitality into the Qiankun Ring, and the seal was only opened today." Tianshui said with narrowed eyes.

"what?"

"Could it be that my realm keeps falling because of this ring?" Jing Yan was originally very smart, and he immediately thought of the reason why his realm fell inexplicably, and he looked at Tianshui angrily.

If it wasn't for this damn ring constantly absorbing his own vitality, how could he fall into the realm, how could he be expelled from Kamikaze Academy. The predicament that I am in today is all because of this ring.

As soon as Jing Yan's thoughts moved, he immediately understood everything, and his realm began to fall. It was indeed because he got this Qiankun Ring from his grandfather Jing Tian. Just because Jing Yan never doubted that a ring could absorb his own vitality, so he didn't think about the reason for the Qiankun ring.

"Haha, little guy, you are lucky. However, this is also doomed. The seal of the Qiankun Ring cannot be opened by ordinary people. It must meet extremely complicated conditions. Good luck." Tian Shui said, blinking his eyes.

"Good luck?" Jing Yan's breath condensed and rolled his eyes, "I now only have the cultivation level of the third level of martial arts, you actually say that I have good luck?"