Fengyunlu

The bright moon is hanging high, dressed in a white shirt! !

In the True Yang Diagram, Feng Wanlin looked proud and solemn in his eyes.

"Hiss~ There is actually a sun in the twelfth lunar month, it's so difficult!!"

This Poyang treasure is named after True Yang, and it should have the true meaning of the Sun, but Feng Wanlin has never felt the true meaning of the True Yang since he took over.

He began to think that this picture had flowed with the Yang Bohuan for hundreds of years, and the Taoist meaning in it might have been pulled away, but he didn't know that the true meaning of the sun was not only still there, but also in the bright moon facing the lunar moon.

This is both a good thing and a bad thing, but it seems even more strange.

The good thing is that the true yang diagram is perfect, and there is no shortage of yin and yang in it. If you use this to cultivate the sea of ​​consciousness, there will be no flaws, but the bad thing is also bad.

The true meaning of the sun burns everything, especially the spiritual body. If a person of the holy level responds with his own soul, it is okay, but like Feng Chen, who is just a soul brought by the innate spirit, it is Not easy to refine.

If you are not careful, you will steal the chicken but lose the rice, and will eventually be burned and annihilated by the true meaning of the sun.

However, Feng Wanlin was confident that he would take action, so there was no need to worry too much about this, so he was determined to use this picture to repair the sea of ​​consciousness for his beloved son.

Although there was no problem between good and bad, Feng Wanlin was weighing the left and right at this moment, but he felt more and more strange, and he became more and more worried because of this.

This picture can not only evolve the universe, but it should be a harmony of yin and yang, with all five elements present. However, it only takes the true yang as the crown, and only hides the true yang.

this......

No, you have to take a look at the bright moon. If there is anything unusual, you can refute it in time before it has been refined.

On the other hand, there is no serious problem, just help Chen'er to refine. It will only take a little extra time, but Chen'er will not be in any danger.

shuh~

Thinking about it, Feng Wanlin also arrived, but instead of going straight to the bright moon, he ran back to the Jiuyou.

He felt that something might happen to the bright moon when it was about to break. Since good fortune and misfortune were uncertain, Jiuyou had to be pulled out first, otherwise it would be really troublesome, and then it would be a bad idea to catch up with both ends.

"Boy, you have been busy for a long time, but you still have to find me first. If you had known this, why wasted all this time." Jiuyou said something more at this time, which seemed to be a bit sarcastic.

As soon as he saw Feng Wanlin appear, he already understood that something had changed. However, he did not bother Feng Wanlin to use his spiritual thoughts to explore the moon. It was not because he had a sudden good intention, nor because he wanted to watch the show, but because he was currently Have other plans.

However, Feng Wanlin ignored his thoughts and just replied lightly: "Yes, I still have to make plans with the emperor first."

After saying that, he didn't see any movement. As soon as his spiritual thoughts passed, a fierce wind blew up inside the True Yang Diagram. Where his body was, there was a sharp edge like swords, guns, swords and halberds blowing in all directions. .

Not long after, the sharp energy was filled with Zhenyang, Feng Wanlin also took a step forward, and in his hand was a Drinking Cold Spear with a body like ink and frosty cherry blossoms with snow.

"Boy, it's taken this long anyway, so why bother to take action? It's better to listen to what I say. Let's each take a step back and discuss it again. It's much more cost-effective than breaking up at once." Jiuyou said again, It's quite confusing.

"Oh? How are you doing?" Feng Wanlin didn't want to say more, but after hearing Jiuyou's words, he thought it would be okay to listen. After all, it is indeed much more dangerous to take action than to kill without blood, not to mention that this was still happening to his beloved son. inside the body.

"Simple, as long as you withdraw the bloodline of that bitch, I will leave immediately. I will never disturb you for repairs here, and I will never worry about the life of this baby again." Jiuyou followed, and his determination was not that different. There is any fraud.

Feng Wanlin listened and nodded slightly at the moment: "Well, it's negotiable, but I guess the emperor won't do this loss-making business, right?"

"Well, there are indeed conditions, but it's also simple, just one." Jiuyou deliberately sold one, as if to see Feng Wanlin's reaction.

"Let's talk and listen." Feng Wanlin said, moving the cold spear in his hand outwards, and then a killing energy gathered around him.

This energy was drawn and moved, moving in all directions, then converging and moving, and finally gathered around Jiuyou, locking him firmly.

"it is good."

Jiuyou seemed oblivious, and continued after making a final statement: "I only want your true spirit as a weapon in exchange for the divine weapon. From now on, you will follow me in the expedition, so today I will take action for you to repair this baby's sea of ​​consciousness." , and will give him a greater fortune in the future, so that he can find a bright future, so, are you willing?"

Taste~

No answer, just a hint of coldness, was Feng Wanlin's best response.

What a joke, you, Emperor Jiuyouming, caused the Feng family to be almost wiped out, you also caused Feng Wanlin to die, you even caused his wife and children to suffer, and his family to suffer.

In such a situation, it is more than just whimsical to imagine that he will use his weapon spirit body to bring his own divine weapons to kill you! !

Gufeng Wanlin couldn't say anything at this moment, he only raised the cold spear and turned around the killing intention that he had just condensed.

"Boy, you have no future life after reborn as a weapon. If you follow me to kill, you will have an opportunity that will never come back in the future. Do you really don't want it?" Jiuyou's words were confusing again, but Feng Wanlin was already leading the charge. Bring the light to pick the general and kill him.

The cold spear in his hand was sharp and unstoppable, and he was not surprised at all. He even understood the murderous intention, and the demonic flames wrapped around Jiuyou's body did not tremble and remained motionless.

Jiuyou saw that Feng Wanlin didn't say a word, so he just took action, thinking that he was arrogant as a junior, and it would be useless if he didn't make him suffer. "Good boy, I will make a move with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiuyou was about to turn around. Wrapped in the demonic flames, inside was his own soul. Among these souls, there were two volumes of the Heaven-Bearing Rui in his hand, and both volumes had been refined by Jiuyou. What he wanted to touch at this moment was the Great Dao Divine Pot that was a fragment of the Feng Family.

What he saw before his eyes was that when Jiuyou raised his hand, he first condensed a ball of dark and intense flaming demonic energy, and wrapped it around the tip of Feng Wanlin's spear, temporarily slowing down some of the sharp momentum.

Then he raised his hand and made a fist again. There was also a slight flow of light between the five fingers, and as the light condensed and gradually fell, something appeared in his hand.

This object is one and a half palms long, shaped like a scroll, and shaped like an album. It is simple but broken, with dragon and snake written on the broken parts. It looks like a rune, and it also looks like a run with mysterious characters. There is also a little clear light shining through, and it is accompanied by a lamp. The colorful clouds move.

The two sides moved, and the two sides moved again, and a barrier seemed to be immortal and indestructible, blocking Jiuyou's body and blocking the cold spear. Past.

"Boy, do you still recognize this thing?"

Seeing that Feng Wanlin's shot was blocked and he didn't make any progress, Jiuyou picked up the Divine Pot Pian in his hands, as if he was showing off but also mocking.