Fengyunlu

The heavy price and the hardship that Fengchen's frail shoulders had to bear, if he could choose again, Fengchen would have planned everything before he was born, and would rather give up this God-given opportunity, and wish that his parents were by his side, his clansmen were around, Baiyu and his mother could enjoy the joy of family, and the innocent disciples of Leiming Mountain would not suffer misfortune because of him. However, fate is always like this, and you can't get what you want, even if you pay a greater price, your wish may not be fulfilled.

Just like Fengchen's fate, the innate spirit, born to be a saint, is the fortune that everyone dreams of, but Fengchen does not want it. Fate favors Fengchen, and although the price is painful, it also gives hope. Fengchen knows that if he can climb to the top of the heavens, and go one step further, like the former emperor of the sky, sweeping across the past and present, transcending heaven and earth, it is not impossible to find everything back.

Although Xuanmen has declined now, and the founder of Xuanmen, the Great Emperor of the Sky, has not appeared, Fengchen understands that this is a chance determined by heaven. Perhaps the Great Emperor of the Sky is hindered by other things, or the Five Emperors of the Ancient Xuanmen are tied by other fates, but Fengchen knows that there must be a special reason behind the Supreme. Otherwise, if the way of heaven is obscured, how can such an innate spirit be born from heaven? Even if someone is calculating, isn't the helplessness behind it the same?

Feng Chen had this question in his mind, and heard the mysterious woman's response: "This seal is just my speculation. Although it has not been confirmed, as far as I know, all innate spirits have their own tribulations. Only by experiencing tribulations and eliminating them can one break free from the shackles. Otherwise, the words of fate are like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, which can only be viewed from a distance but not touched."

The mysterious woman paused as if she sensed that the Taiyin Sutra was about to come. She turned around and left, then turned back and continued, "Just like the Taiyin Sutra that is about to come, its great Dao magic weapon is a gift from heaven, and the human race should cherish it. However, this treasure was broken in the ordeal. If someone with a heart can recast it in the future, this experience is also a disaster for Tongtian Lu, isn't it?"

“Looking back at what happened to the Tongtian Talisman, the disasters that humanity is currently experiencing and has experienced in the past, aren’t they also a blessing? Perhaps the cost of this blessing is huge and the road of suffering is long, but once humanity has survived this catastrophe, who can accurately predict the future of the human race?” The mysterious woman suddenly stopped talking, as if she had touched upon an unspeakable secret, and stopped abruptly at the key point.

When the researcher was deeply exploring, he was suddenly interrupted and frowned. He then asked the senior predecessor: "Senior, what you said before seems to have a deep meaning. Can you explain it in detail so that I can understand it more deeply?"

"For some matters, the time is not yet ripe, and informing in advance may become a burden. In addition, excessive explanations may have an adverse effect on the researcher's future practice. I have said a lot today. If you can calm down and comprehend, you can solve many doubts. As for the future of the human race mentioned earlier, this seat cannot predict it. Even the White Emperor or the Emperor of the Sky in the past could not predict the future. Otherwise, why would they give up the opportunity that was within their grasp and pursue the unattainable opportunity? Perhaps the Emperor of the Sky knows a lot, but he has not returned yet, and he must have his reasons. They are so persistent, and this seat does not know the real reason. But as a member of the human race, you may be able to understand something in the near future. Now, let's explore the mystery of the Taiyin Sutra first." As the mysterious woman finished speaking, a tiny sound of water drops rang out, and then the entire Yaochi Fairyland began to become turbulent.

The waves were surging, and the turbulence was not only in the Yaochi Fairyland, but also in the mysterious ancient cave where Bai Ximo was. He had just jumped out of the water and landed on the shore, and at the same time, the Yaochi Fairyland was about to usher in the return of the Taiyin Sutra. The lake water in front of Bai Ximo suddenly surged violently, and countless pictures and runes appeared alternately, each of which seemed extremely strange and incomprehensible.

Bai Ximo was shocked. This time the illusion was far from simple. Every image and every rune seemed to have a strong suction force, as if it wanted to directly devour his Saint-level soul. He hurriedly used the Cangyun secret method to stabilize his sea of ​​consciousness, temporarily closing off the connection with the outside world, and then quickly checked what secrets these strange illusions and terrifying wind runes were hiding...

Following Bai Ximo's gaze, the first thing that caught his eye was a half-obstructed poem, with a total of eight lines. However, the four lines in the middle seemed to be completely obscured by some means, and even if Bai Ximo used all his eyesight, he could only barely see the first and last four lines: "Since ancient times, the cold rivers have been vast, is it not for the brave that no one dares to venture in, ..., ..., ..., ..., but if you come, the flowers will turn yellow again, and I will only be greedy for the rest of my life and never go back."

"But if you come, the flowers will turn yellow again, I will not go back for the rest of my life..." Bai Ximo couldn't help but repeat in a low voice, this sentence implies a lot of grievances and hatreds. The four obscured sentences should be related to certain people or events. It seems that someone deliberately used other means to hide them, not wanting the world to see them, so they made such an arrangement.

"It seems that I, Bai Ximo, am not the first person to set foot here. There must have been someone trapped here before. I just don't know how that pioneer escaped..." Bai Ximo pondered, and the scene in front of him began to change. First he heard a voice, and then he saw a figure...

"Brother, you are here too." This was Feng Wanlin's voice.

"Brother Feng, I will work with you to find a solution for Xiao Fengzi's situation. However, this step seems a little inappropriate. The Tongtian Talisman suppressing Jiuyou may endanger his life." The voice of the eldest brother of the Lei family sounded. Although Bai Ximo was a little confused, he understood that these illusions were true and false and there was no need to take them too seriously, so he listened quietly.

"Alas, there is no way to save Chen'er, and there is nothing I can do. If there is a chance to escape from Jiuyou, I would rather risk my life to bury him here." Feng Wanlin said with a sigh.

"Well, brother, I will go with you..." The voice gradually disappeared, but the scene behind did not appear. Bai Ximo pondered in his heart. From their conversation, he could hear that this should be the scene in the Demon Slaying Formation three years ago, but in fact it was the scene when they rushed to rescue three years ago. Lei Gong did not arrive first, and Bai Ximo was convinced of this.

"It seems that this is another deduction that is inconsistent with reality. Well, let's observe it as an experience, maybe we can get some inspiration from it." As Bai Ximo's mind moved, the picture suddenly began to change and gradually became clear, but it showed a different scene...

"My child is in a critical moment right now. Anyone who wants to be an enemy of me, please come up." Feng Wanlin in the picture stood proudly, his eyes revealing great indifference, as if the person opposite him was already a dead person in his eyes.

At the same time, a sad voice slowly sounded: "Hey, Mr. Feng, I am trying to persuade you with kind words. If you insist on not listening, it will be too late to regret in the future." As the words fell, the illusion slowly turned, and the eyes of dozens of people behind the old monk looked unusually solemn, as if they had foreseen some unfortunate future.

Feng Wanlin smiled slightly, said nothing more, turned around and took three steps back, silently standing in front of the center of the formation, with an eight-foot-long spear in his hand that was as black as ink and frosty with snow. This spear seemed to carry endless years and stories, and every pattern seemed to be telling the glory of the past.

Flying Eagle Gun on a Snowy Night! !

Feng Wanlin has never used this spear since he went alone into the sea of ​​blood and killed the leader of the Demon Sect more than a hundred years ago. Looking back to that year, Feng Wanlin suddenly appeared in the world, alone with the Flying Eagle Spear on a Snowy Night, stirring up the remaining clouds in the world, and no one could stop him. There was a saying in the world, 'A strong wind rises and I fall alone from the sky, and I have been under the yellow sand for seventy years in snowy nights'. What a heroic spirit it is. It can be said that the Flying Eagle Spear on a Snowy Night is the symbol of Feng Wanlin. It has witnessed his legendary journey from an unknown person to a master.

When everyone saw Feng Wanlin retreating in front of him and taking out the object of fame that he had not used in a hundred years, they all couldn't help but feel tense and fearful. At this moment, the people present did not understand. Feng Wanlin The meaning is obvious, fight to the death! !

Now there are hundreds of people, and they are all top masters above the heaven level, but no one dares to take the lead. There is no way. Feng Wanlin has such a fierce reputation and is so determined to prepare for the attack. The first one will inevitably succeed. It is a one-hit kill. If others have such an attitude, even if they are highly cultivated, powerful sects, even the leaders of the five major sects, no one will be so unafraid, because they know in their hearts that even if those people cultivate No matter how high he was, he would not dare to kill people from these five major sects in public, but Feng Wanlin was different. Back then, even the direct grandson of Emperor Diyuan's ancestor and the future Human Emperor dared to kill them, let alone them, and Feng Wanlin Wan Lin has this strength.

Not to mention anything else, the then leader of the Demon Sect, Youhuang, asked themselves that no one was their opponent. For a while, everyone was in a deadlock. But as the situation dragged on, everything in the formation was over, and it was too late to say anything. .....

At this moment, Bai Ximo's eyes were solemn outside the illusion, because this illusion did not seem to be a complete deduction. There should have been some unknown things that happened before the incident three years ago, but it was slightly different from this illusion. Among them, the confrontation The person is not from the five major sects, but Bai Ximo then thought about it, and there might have been someone pretending to be him at the beginning. Anyway, he could make some associations after reading it, but the scene did not continue at this point, but changed directly to another appearance. ...

"Where is Feng Wanlin? Call him out. I will cut him into pieces. Today I even brought him the Demon Sect's mountain gate." The demon-slaying formation has been broken. There are corpses all over the ground. Feng family members have occupied them. There were quite a few, and many others were unrecognizable. Bai Ximo was shocked. The scene three years ago was similar to this. Could it be that there was something else behind it back then?

Bai Ximo wanted to be confused, but he heard the sad voice in the illusion sounded again: "Feng Donor and his wife have dragged Emperor Jiuyouming to hell in order to protect the common people in this world. Why do they need to say such evil words for such justice?"

"died?"

"I came with the Demon Sect's mountain gate to avenge the shame and humiliation of my Demon Sect for thousands of years. Did you, the old monk, say that he is dead?" A man said coldly with a vicious face.

When she heard about Feng Wanlin's death, the daughter of the Second Saint trembled and almost fainted. She loved her so much and hated her so much. She had hated her all her life. Only then did she realize that the person bound to her heart was dead. The hatred is a deep-seated love, as if the heart has died with the person it hates.

"Let's go" "Sister?" Youquan asked unwillingly,

"Wait a minute, what is that?" "Tian Tong Lu?" As soon as Youquan said this, he saw the Two Saints in the Clouds had already taken action together, rushing straight to the Tian Tong Lu on Bai Yu's chest, completely ignoring all the righteous people present. In their eyes, there was only the legendary secret treasure, as if they would do anything for it.

The next second, the two saints were flung away by a mysterious force. The old man was still looking at them with a smile. The couple looked at each other and were shocked! They couldn't believe that this ordinary man could easily beat the two of them. In an era when there were no emperors, there were actually people who could do this alone. This made their jaws drop to the ground. Not only the two saints were dumbfounded, but also the righteous people at the scene were stunned. They realized that the old man was actually a great emperor, and they had never heard of him before. For a moment, the atmosphere became a little weird.

"My two little friends, don't be greedy. This Tongtian Scroll is related to the life and death of this little girl. I can't let you take it away casually."

"Those were originally things of our Demon Sect. What's wrong with returning them to their original owners?" Although Yun Zhongyue was shocked by the old man's strength, she and her husband joined forces and believed that they were not afraid of any emperor.

"Well, that's what I said, but now human lives are at stake, and I can't break my promise as an old man."

"But it's not easy for the two of you to practice. Hurry up and take the people away from here. Old Luo will come soon. Don't vent his anger on you. Then I may have to take action for the sake of face."

"Retreat!" The Demon Sect's troops immediately dispersed.

"Master, if you want this Tongtian Talisman, just take it." Bai Ximo said casually.

Hearing Bai Ximo's words, everyone smiled in their hearts. Bai Ximo was still the same Bai Ximo. Even the life and death of his own daughter was not as important as the interests of the sect that he insisted on.

puff~~

"you dare!!"

The Cangyun Sword flashed with cold light, and with blood, a huge head rolled to the side, and the headless body fell to the ground. Bai Ximo killed Xuan Su, one of the nine disciples of the Buddhist sect, who was about to take the Tongtian Scroll.

This scene caught everyone off guard. After a moment of silence, the people from the three major sects glared and gnashed their teeth. Fairy Ji Yao also stopped the action of stepping forward to stop them, and the hateful expression on her face eased a little. Lei Gong didn't seem surprised to see Bai Ximo like this. He just sighed and quietly approached Bai Ximo. At the same time, he put away Feng Wanlin's Snow Night Flying Eagle Spear and put his hands in his sleeves. Bai Ximo looked back at Fairy Ji Yao, turned around, and said calmly: "I, Bai Ximo, have been pursuing Dabao all my life and compromised for most of my life, but now whoever wants the lives of these two children, whether it's you cowards or the old man himself, will have to taste the power of this three-foot green peak."

"Oh, this vast desert has not been so lively for hundreds of years, right? Hahaha..."

Suddenly, an abrupt voice broke the deadlock and shocked everyone present. Those present were all top masters in the world, but before the voice was heard, no one noticed when the owner of the voice came. From the words, it can be heard that this person must have been here for a long time, but no one noticed. Everyone, including Bai Ximo and Lei Gong, looked over in the direction of the voice.