Chapter 283 The Saint of Creation, the Palm of Creation

Xingyun Pavilion, in the hall.

The atmosphere in the hall was a bit weird. Yao Lao, dressed in white and with white hair, held the soul light ball in his hands. His old eyes were moist with tears as he looked at the illusory and transparent figure of a woman sleeping in the light ball.

That familiar look, that familiar breath of soul, all the memories of the past suddenly emerged in his mind. With his trembling lips, Yao Lao called out the name that he had not called out for a long time.

"Sister Shan."

After he finished speaking, the tears that had been lingering in Yao Lao's eyes finally burst into tears.

"Master Feng."

Xiao Yan, who didn't know the specific situation, narrowed his dark eyes and looked at the soul light ball, and whispered to Master Feng beside him.

Xiao Yan no longer called Feng Xian "Zeremony Feng", but directly called him "Old Feng", making their relationship seem more intimate.

At this time in the hall, Xiao Yan, Mu Qingluan, Skyfire Reverend, Meng'er, Xian'er, Yun Yun, Yafei, Qinglin, Little Medical Fairy, Ye Xinlan, Feng Qing'er, Nalan Yanran, Queen Medusa and others were looking at Yao Lao and Feng Xian with puzzled expressions.

They don’t know who Han Shanshan is?

Venerable Feng naturally understood what Xiao Yan meant by calling him. He reached out and wiped his red eyes, exhaled deeply, closed his eyes and opened them again, and then slowly said:
"Sister Shan, my name is Han Shanshan, and I am a disciple of Xiao Danta of Danta in Shengdan City. At such a young age, I am already a peak alchemist at the seventh rank."

Having said this, Venerable Feng glanced at Yao Lao who was holding the soul light ball carefully in his hands behind him, and continued in a low voice:
"Ahem. Sister Shan and my boss, your teacher, have an inexplicable relationship. You know what I mean. If Sister Shan hadn't suddenly disappeared, they might have been together now."

"But the most important thing is that Sister Shan is my boss's master, and also your Xiao Yan's great master."

"Teacher, that's not right. Why did she suddenly disappear? She is a seventh-grade alchemist?" Hearing this, Mu Qingluan frowned slightly and said.

Venerable Feng also frowned and said, "This... I don't know either. After that, the old guy brought a group of us brothers out of Shengdan City and founded Xingyun Pavilion. He was also looking for Sister Shan on the mainland."

Venerable Feng's brows were already furrowed into a "川" shape. He looked at Xiao Chen and asked, "Xiao Chen, how did you find Sister Shan, and why did Sister Shan become a spirit body?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall looked at Xiao Chen. Even Yao Lao behind him cast a turbid gaze at Xiao Chen, and then carefully transferred soul power into the soul light ball.

"Well, you can see for yourselves."

Looking at everyone's gaze, Xiao Chen sighed softly, waved his hand to set up a barrier, and whispered in his heart.

"Secret Book of Time and Space, go back in time!"

At the same time, the gold and silver colors in Xiao Chen's hands intertwined. The gold represented time, and the silver represented space. They intertwined and merged into the power of time and space.

Xiao Chen tapped his finger towards the void. The next moment, everything Xiao Chen saw about Han Shanshan in time and space was played slowly in the air like a short movie, and scenes of what had happened in the past were presented one by one.
Meteoric Icefield, Bone Spirit Cold Fire, Young Yao Chen, Young Feng Xian.
Suddenly the scene changed, and a woman's resolute voice seemed to reach everyone's ears through endless time and space.

"Bloodline Array, Strange Fire Sacrifice to the Emperor"

A shadow appeared in the air, and the young Yao Chen, who was lying on the ground, was originally lifeless, but miraculously woke up.

And the price is the disappearance of Han Shanshan.

"That's the Medicine Emperor of my Medicine Clan."

Yao Lao looked at the phantom, then at the Yao Clan's clan emblem that appeared on the young Yao Chen's forehead, and said in a trembling voice.

The young Yao Chen and Feng Xian left the place as if nothing had happened, but the young Yao Chen took away a wisp of bone spirit cold fire that contained Han Shanshan's soul.
Shackles appeared in the void, pulling Han Shanshan, who had turned into a spirit, into the long river in the void.
"No wonder Sister Shan disappeared without a trace on the continent. I thought it was Mu Gu who betrayed her master and killed Sister Shan." Feng Zun said with a strange look on his face. Feng Zun continued: "Looking at the way we left, I think the "Medicine Emperor" erased our memories of the Meteorite Icefield."

"Sister Shan, why are you doing this?"

The facts of the past came to mind. Yao Lao looked at the sleeping figure of the woman in the soul light ball with guilt in his cloudy and red eyes and said.

Han Shanshan, who was in a deep sleep, naturally could not answer Yao Lao's question.

However, Yao Lao, who is over fifty years old and has experienced the vicissitudes of life, seems to understand why Han Shanshan did that at that time.

"Master Yao, these are the two Soul Infant Fruits we brought back from the ancient ruins. Use them to nourish and restore her soul. After her soul is restored, we will rebuild her body."

The Qiankun Ring flashed, and two rough wooden boxes appeared, containing two Soul Infant Fruits. Xiao Chen spoke.

On the side, Xiao Yan cast a grateful look at Xiao Chen. Only Xiao Yan knew that he owed Yao Lao too much.

When he was weak, Yao Lao helped him. Now that he is capable, Xiao Yan will naturally help his teacher.

It can be said that if there was no Yao Lao, there would be no Xiao Yan today.

"Xiao Chen, thank you very much!"

Yao Lao took the two wooden boxes and said solemnly.

"Master Yao, this is serious. Xiao Yan, my brother also..."

Xiao Chen said, glancing at Xiao Yan beside him.

Xiao Chen knew that what Yao Lao wanted to thank him for was not the two Soul Infant Fruits, but for bringing back Han Shanshan's soul.

Although no one in the field asked how Xiao Chen brought Han Shanshan's soul back, everyone knew in their hearts.
Xiao Chen is really not simple.
At night, the silver moon is high in the sky, the sky is full of stars, and the night breeze is blowing.

In a square in Xingyun Pavilion, Xiao Chen took out the skeleton of the Fighting Saint, and then found the ribs of the Hidden Heaven Level Fighting Skill.

The next moment, Xiao Chen burned three ribs with flames, and soon after, a pool of dark golden liquid appeared in the air.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Chen, who knew the plot, did not touch the dark golden liquid directly with his hands, but a wisp of soul power invaded it.

"The Great Heavenly Creation Palm is a low-level Heavenly Rank fighting skill. It was created by me after spending my entire life integrating hundreds of fighting skills. This palm technique emphasizes the meaning of creation. It can break the sky with the palm and shatter everything with force."

"Heaven-level fighting skills, otherworldly and super-holy, you are destined to be able to obtain the secret hidden in my bones. Since you can obtain the bones, your palms must have been tempered by the golden spirit saliva. Remember, the Great Heavenly Creation Palm must be used with a tempered palm to be successfully performed. Otherwise, it will backfire. The Great Heavenly Creation Palm has the power of creation."

"You who are destined to do so, please remember my name, the Saint of Creation!"

A tiny soul body condensed from a wisp of soul appeared in a space, and a series of old voices sounded in this space.

Taking back that wisp of soul, Xiao Chen tapped lightly at the people behind him, and rays of soul light sank into their brows.

The sound that Xiao Chen heard in that space also echoed in their minds.
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