Fengyunlu

Brother Feng! In a flash, a miraculous phenomenon appeared on the altar, and Lei Gong was already full of astonishment. This astonishment contained both surprise and confusion and surprise. His old friend had been dead for three years, but now there was a manifestation of divine thoughts. How could Lei Gong not be shocked? In addition to being shocked, if he was still expecting that his old friend was not really dead, how could Lei Gong not be happy? Therefore, his heart was full of expectations and joy.

However, when Lei Gong thought about it again in surprise, he couldn't help but feel stunned. No! If Brother Feng was really still alive, he would never have no news for three years, nor would he leave Xiao Fengzi alone, and he would not watch Xiao Meng disappear. Judging from these circumstances, Brother Feng is probably hopeless. But if there is no hope, then how to explain this divine thought? Could it be that he is also like Xiao Meng, a real spiritual energy that has not left?

This is obviously wrong! If this is really a place where spiritual energy is stored, then Zhuang Mo should have woken him up that day instead of just waking up Xiao Meng. Everything seems so wrong...

Forget it, I might as well ask directly. Lei Gong originally didn't know that his old friend had already refined his true spirit into a weapon spirit, so he thought about it again and again but couldn't come to any conclusion. Finally, he raised his hand and waved it, muttering something, which triggered another stream of light: "Brother Feng, is your true spirit still here?"

As he spoke, Lei Gong raised his hand and waved it. Light surged, and he took out the True Yang Map, the treasure of Boyang Valley that he had put away earlier. He weighed it casually, and then shook his hand. The True Yang Map turned into a stream of light and flew towards Fengchen's head.

"Brother, this is a long story and I am a little ashamed. I will tell you in detail after I deal with Jiuyou." Feng Wanlin's divine consciousness appeared again, but the situation was urgent at the moment, so there was no time to tell him in too much detail.

Then, just as he finished speaking, a three-colored light of attraction slowly flowed out of Fengchen's body, which was obviously a sign that he wanted to activate the True Yang Diagram.

Indeed, the golden and white light with an ink-colored radiance steadily extended out, absorbing the True Yang Diagram into it, and then with a pull, it also transformed it into colorful streams of light.

After such operations and interactions, these kinds of fairy lights actually condensed into a rune spell that was both mysterious and simple.

This spell is sometimes big and sometimes small. When it is big, it can penetrate the altar, and when it is small, it cannot be seen in the palm. There seems to be a scroll inside it, which is a mysterious book of atlas, with the True Yang Diagram as evidence.

Among the myriad of colors, there were two strong golden and white rays. This was the Cloud Phoenix bloodline that Feng Chen had previously offered to Xue Ye's Flying Eagle Spear. At that time, there was a total of 30% of it, but now Feng Wanlin only used 20% and wanted to hang it on the Upper True Yang Diagram to block the power of the Tong Tian Talisman.

As for the outside of the diagram, it was wrapped in a layer of light dark green ink, which was extracted by Feng Wanlin from his innate magic weapon. The purpose was to not block the sharpness so that the True Yang Diagram could fight against Jiuyou.

This series of actions, although slow, was actually very fast. It was completed before Feng Wanlin finished speaking.

At this time, Lei Gong was watching from the side and heard what his old friend said. He knew that his old friend was in a very urgent situation, so he did not ask any more questions and just waited quietly.

Buzz~Puff~Puff…

After waiting for a moment, a golden wind sounded on the altar, and the rune spell was fixed a hundred feet above. It shone brightly and then hung above Fengchen's head to evolve again. In a moment, it turned into colorful light, filling the entire altar.

Looking over again, the altar that was originally turned into a prison by the thunder power has become a completely different scene. Lush mountains and rivers, sparkling rivers, fairy forests, misty marshes, and the ink above.

There was also silver light scattered in the ink, and under the reflection, there was only one round moon hanging high in the sky, with fairy light overflowing and illuminating the whole area.

This is truly a place as beautiful as a fairyland and as wonderful as a cave.

"Young man, I really don't understand your plan. Although this map contains a law, it is not of much use to me. Even if that bitch's bloodline is about to be exhausted, this map will still not be able to avoid the fate of being cracked." Jiuyou was trapped in Fengchen's broken sea of ​​consciousness. His divine sense swept across the altar and noticed Feng Wanlin's actions. He couldn't help feeling puzzled and disdainful.

But Feng Wanlin chuckled and replied: "Emperor, you think too much. This picture is not all for you."

Jiuyou was stunned when he heard this, then snorted coldly, thinking to himself, this young man is too arrogant. I am a big threat to them, and they should try their best to get rid of me as soon as possible, but he is not in a hurry, but has other plans. This really underestimates me.

"Young man, don't be so arrogant!" Jiu You became angrier and angrier the more he thought about it, and couldn't help but say angrily.

His tone was filled with hatred. If Feng Wanlin had not used the Cloud Phoenix bloodline to temporarily trap him in his sea of ​​consciousness and unable to escape, he would have rushed forward and defeated Feng Wanlin immediately.

"Hehe." Feng Wanlin just smiled faintly and ignored his anger.

Afterwards, Feng Wanlin changed his mind and asked Lei Gong to borrow the power of the divine thunder: "Brother, let me lend you the divine thunder for a while."

"No problem." Lei Gong agreed without hesitation and directly used the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art to its full potential.

Rumbling thunder sounded, and in the sky above the altar, more than a dozen Nine Heavens Divine Thunders condensed and rolled. The might of heaven was so great that the beautiful mountains, forests and rivers that seemed so real were rustled.

"Brother Feng, is this divine thunder enough?" Lei Gong asked. He already understood Feng Wanlin's intention.

Feng Wanlin unfolded the True Yang Diagram, covering the entire altar, and condensed the blood of Yun Huang and the essence of the Snow Night Flying Eagle Spear on it. It seemed that it was for the purpose of fighting against Jiuyou, but in fact it was not that simple.

Although he didn't know how Feng Wanlin specifically planned to do it, he guessed that Feng Wanlin might want to use the True Yang Diagram and something on Feng Chen's body.

"That's enough. Thank you for your trouble, brother. Please wait for a moment. I will recite the message and then drop the divine thunder." Feng Wanlin replied.

Afterwards, his mind moved, triggering the Xuan Cang power in a sacred pot, making the entire mountains, forests, waters, and galaxies seem to have returned to the ancient times, and a powerful will seemed to be awakening from the primordial chaos.

"This is Xiao Baiyu's..."

"Bitch!!"

The cry of a phoenix resounded throughout the entire altar, shaking Lei Gong and Jiu You with different feelings, one was shocked, and the other was angry.

"The Holy Ancestor is supreme. As the descendant of the Bai family, Feng Wanlin, as the son-in-law of the Bai family, borrows the blood of the Holy Daughter. I would like to ask the Holy Ancestor to help me!!"

As soon as Jiuyou's curse started, it was drowned out by Feng Wanlin's voice. His spiritual thoughts were like the morning bell and evening drum, and like the morning breeze blowing on one's face.

That will was stimulated, as if awakened, and gradually exuded a distant meaning that spanned the long river.

Although this will is incomplete and lacks spirituality, it gives people the feeling of being a mindless fairy, demon, or divine beast, with only instinctive actions but no mind or wisdom.

However, it is the will of the ancient holy spirit Yun Huang after all, even if it is only instinctive, it is very powerful.

After feeling Feng Wanlin's thoughts and the wind and dust, it seemed to have realized something and turned its own will into a tidal surge, filling the entire space.

Afterwards, the beautiful mountains, forests, rivers, stars and other things transformed by the Zhenyang Diagram were covered with a faint golden and white light.

The light flowed, as if it had the power to decompose the divine weapon, causing the inner world of the Zhenyang Diagram to almost collapse.

"Brother, now is the time!!"

"coming."

As soon as Feng Wanlin's voice fell, Lei Gong immediately took action, triggering the power of thunder. He pinched two seals in his hands, and more than ten divine thunders fell from eight directions.

The roar of thunder resounded throughout the altar, and more than ten divine thunders struck the space transformed by the True Yang Diagram.

As the thunder and fire were refined, the True Yang Diagram changed. The previous scene disappeared and turned into a dark and blurry space. Except for the bright moon hanging high above, everything else became chaotic.

In this way, the world of Qiankun within the Zhenyang Diagram was refined by Feng Wanlin with the help of Yun Huang's holy ancestral will and the divine thunder fire of Lei Gong, and almost returned to nothingness.

As long as the bright moon is shattered, the True Yang Diagram will get rid of the traces left by the previous owner and restore its original function. It can evolve into a cave and hide the universe at will.

With a swish, as Feng Wanlin's voice fell, his thoughts swept out like a violent storm, carrying a mysterious energy, and rushed straight to the bright moon in the sky.

When Lei Gong heard this, his eyes focused, and his divine consciousness instantly enveloped the bright moon hanging high in the sky. He then mobilized the moonlight to flash, instantly causing an earth-shaking turmoil inside the Zhenyang Diagram.

"It seems that Brother Feng is planning to offer this map again. In this case, it's time for us to leave." Lei Gong thought to himself. He paused and took another step. As if he had experienced a storm of wind and thunder, he walked out of the Zhenyang Map and returned to the altar.

Amid the buzzing sound, Lei Gong had just stood firm when he saw the thousands of colorful lights on the altar seemed to gather again. As the golden and white lights wrapped around the ink color, the rune spell transformed by the True Yang Diagram condensed into its previous form again.

At this moment, the rune spell was magnified a hundred times, and the brilliant light shone on the entire altar. Lei Gong saw the light falling, and knew that the time had come, so he asked: "Brother Feng, how are you now?"

"Wait a moment, brother. We can continue once Chen'er has completed the sea of ​​​​life." Feng Wanlin responded immediately, and then followed up with divine thoughts.

A force with suction surged out from his divine consciousness and flowed into the room, leading Mo Se to cast the spell again. The rune spell gradually shrank from a hundred feet in size to the size of a fingernail.

When it no longer gathered, it had condensed into a transparent bead, which was floating slowly three inches away from Fengchen's forehead.

"No wonder you want to restore the inner part of this map to emptiness. It turns out that you want to refine it and help Xiao Fengzi repair his sea of ​​consciousness." Lei Gong now fully understood his old friend's plan.

He wanted to use the power of Yun Huang Zuyi's divine weapon that could burn to erase all traces within the True Yang Diagram, turning it into nothingness and chaos, allowing it to evolve as it pleased.

Then, using the power of the Snow Night Flying Eagle Spear, he twisted it into a force of divine weapon, combined with Bai Yu's Cloud Phoenix bloodline as a bond, and the affection between father and son as a guide, and merged it with Feng Chen's sea of ​​consciousness.

When the two become one and are no longer separable from each other, they can together refine Fengchen's sea of ​​consciousness divine base, which can not only repair the damage, but also allow him to obtain a mysterious sea of ​​​​divines that can derive from the heavens and gather the heavens.

"That's right. Chen'er has many obstacles. Although my brother helped him to temper his body and refine his essence, he could only cultivate most of it. He has not built a foundation for his sea of ​​consciousness. Now that I have this True Yang Diagram, I might as well refine it and repair my sea of ​​consciousness."

As he spoke, Feng Wanlin used his divine sense to slowly move the green bead transformed from the True Yang Diagram, causing it to spin in the air. He then guided the essence of the Cloud Phoenix Bloodline and the Snowy Night Flying Eagle Spear that had been condensed previously.

As the two forces intertwined and slowly penetrated into it, his mind suddenly shook, and the origin of the Snow Night Flying Eagle Spear immediately transformed into an extremely sharp and forging force, which coursed through it.

And Bai Yu's Cloud Phoenix blood also exuded a condensed source of power that was like a pool of water and a burning sword, which penetrated through it and moved in reverse.

In this way, the two forces were forged and condensed, and interacted with each other repeatedly, making the green pearl burn like snow in the scorching sun, but it was bitterly cold.

In a short while, it turned into half dew, half rain and half frozen, like flowing but not flowing. Judging from its speed of condensation, it would probably condense into a drop of liquid in a few more moments.

"Well, do I need any help, brother?" Lei Gong saw that the True Yang Diagram was about to take shape, and knew that the time for repair was approaching. He was worried that Jiu You was still in the sea of ​​consciousness and might take the opportunity to cause trouble, so he spoke up and wanted to offer some help.

Feng Wanlin seemed unusually calm in facing Feng Chen's predicament. He said to Lei Gong, "Don't worry, one thought is enough for me. It's just that if I go there, I'm afraid it will cause trouble for you in Boyang Valley in the future." Lei Gong also showed his arrogance and replied, "It doesn't matter. Emperor Jinwu is not an unreasonable person. Besides, it's not me, Lei Gong, who stole the treasures in his sect. If he is really embarrassed, you, brother, will break up with him." Lei Gong's answer was full of confidence. He believed that with his relationship with Emperor Cangyun, the Boyang Valley lineage would not harm his life because of Feng Chen's problem.

Feng Wanlin also knew this very well, so he was only worried about causing trouble to Lei Gong, and did not express concern for Feng Chen's safety. Although Lei Gong's lofty ambitions made him feel at ease, he still felt a little guilty deep in his heart: "That's what I said, but it was my brother who caused the trouble, why not..." Before Lei Gong finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lei Gong: "Okay, let's leave it at that, take care of Xiao Fengzi first." Lei Gong's tone revealed a hint of anger, which was also a manifestation of the deep relationship between the two of them.

Feng Wanlin did not continue to argue. He knew that there was no need for many words between old friends, so he said, "Well, let's talk about it later." After that, he no longer paid attention to Lei Gong, but focused all his energy on Feng Chen's problem. He immersed his spiritual thoughts in it and concentrated on evolving the True Yang Diagram.

Soon, a crisp trickle of sound spread out like a gentle stream of water. It was the power of the True Yang Diagram that had been forged and condensed into a divine weapon. This power was dyed in ink, and dyed in ink. The ink dye was also golden and white, and the golden and white were wrapped in thousands of colorful dense things. It was hanging on the top of Fengchen's head, trembling slightly like a drop of water.

Feng Wanlin concentrated his mind, spoke a word in his mind, and offered a sacrifice in his thoughts. The power of the magic weapon transformed by the True Yang Diagram followed his mind and slowly penetrated from the center of Feng Chen's eyebrows. It immediately rushed to Feng Chen's broken sea of ​​consciousness. The sea of ​​consciousness was a little deeper than the center of the eyebrows, about an inch and a half, a mysterious place that was invisible but could be felt.

The mystery of the sea of ​​consciousness is not only felt by those who practice Taoism, but also by ordinary people. If you want to try it, just put a finger on the Yintang acupoint on your forehead, and you will feel a slight swelling and a bit of stagnation in the center of your eyebrows, about an inch inside your forehead. The place where this feeling radiates is the sea of ​​consciousness.

It's just that most ordinary people have not yet opened their spiritual awareness, and can only feel it slightly, but there is no way of knowing what is going on inside. Only those who have entered Taoism, or some people who have had an unexpected encounter, have opened their spiritual awareness and have spiritual thoughts. Once it’s done, you can get a closer look at it from the inside.

Feng Wanlin, as a spirit, felt that there might not be much left under the threat of Jiuyou, so he was anxious to cultivate his son's sea of ​​consciousness first and then eliminate Jiuyou. His determination and action made people admire his deep fatherly love.