Fengyunlu

Lei Gong’s eyes suddenly opened wide, and he let out an earth-shaking roar, as if to awaken all the dormant power!

As soon as he finished speaking, Thunder Mountain began to rumble non-stop, and the entire earth shook. The soldiers at the foot of the mountain almost couldn't stand still. Both sides of the battle stopped their work and looked up at the mountain at the same time, their eyes full of surprise.

They saw with their own eyes that on each of the nine peaks surrounding Thunder Mountain, a colorful glow shot straight into the sky, then disappeared, and reappeared after a while. The source of these glows was actually in the direction of the Thunder Pond, and they went straight to the Red Snake Purple Cloud. The scene was both spectacular and mysterious.

"Brother, are you summoning fairies? Are you trying to..." Lei Gang turned his head to look at the thunder pond in the distance, his heart was in turmoil, and he started talking to himself.

"No! I have to go back and check!" His mind was in a mess and he didn't care about the enemy in front of him at all. He threw away the flowing cloak on his body, turned around and ran towards the thunder pool.

However, how could the warriors at the foot of the mountain let him go so easily? Several masters of the Immortal Demon Hall saw Xia Guang rushing towards the Thunder Pond, and then saw Lei Gang turning around to go back. They were worried that something might happen to the Immortal Concubine in the Thunder Pond, so they quickly used various means to stop him.

The battle started again. Lei Gang had no intention of fighting anymore. He used the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art to the fullest extent, using a desperate fighting style to kill off a corner of the opponent, and then quickly ran towards the thunder pool.

As soon as he moved, the soldiers who were not stopped by anyone followed him and rushed towards the thunder pool together.

Nine dazzling rays of light shot down from the sky, passing through the colorful clouds, carrying a little bit of the majesty of the gods, and went straight into the thunder pool and disappeared into the altar.

Under the bombardment of the colorful rays of light, the eight thunders and fires were blazing in all directions. All kinds of magical powers condensed on the platform and poured into the vase together with the ninth ray of light.

The vase began to shake, as if something inside was struggling desperately, trying to break through the bottle, but couldn't get out.

"Okay, okay, this child is born with spirituality and will definitely not let you down." Zhuang Mo stroked Aquarius gently and comforted him softly.

As if the little guy in the bottle really understood what Zhuang Mo said, he shook a few times and then calmed down.

Zhuang Mo waited patiently until all nine rays of light were filled. He turned to look at Long Tiexin and said, "Once we get the divine pot back, we can move on to the next step..."

At this time, Zhuang Mo was holding a khaki cloth bag with a golden silk rope tied at the mouth of the bag. There were yin-yang fish patterns on both ends of the rope, and some tassels floating below.

Zhuang Mo played with the tassel, turning it gently in his hand. He looked up at Long Tiexin again and suddenly said, "Miss Long, I will put a talisman on the magic weapon later. When the emperor releases it, you will use the Fang of the Frost Moon to pierce his chest when he is not prepared. This will lock up his remaining vitality and prevent him from escaping. We can also get the magic pot back faster."

Long Tiexin nodded, and the Frost Moon Fang immediately flew back and hovered in front of Zhuang Mo.

Zhuang Mo didn't say much. He smiled slightly and waved his finger. A golden talisman appeared out of thin air. It was painted with cinnabar instead of ink and was very unique. There were flying dragons and phoenixes under the word "Chi". It seemed casual, but it faintly revealed a power that could shock the gods.

Long Tiexin's eyes were cold, and he remained silent. He just watched Zhuang Mo point in the air again, and the talisman fell on the magic weapon like a fluttering leaf. With a flash of golden light, it turned into several vermilion lines, flowing slowly on the surface of the magic weapon.

As the tassel was slowly pulled open, Zhuang Mo gently shook the cloth bag, and black mist puffed out, gathering into a human figure in the air, as if summoning some mysterious power.

"It seems that you, little guy, haven't forgotten me yet." Jiuyou's voice slowly floated out and echoed on the altar. It sounded a little ethereal, like a call from ancient times.

"Emperor, don't be so quick to praise me. I have another request." Zhuang Mo said as he bowed slightly to Jiuyou, showing his respect for this ancient being.

At this time, Jiuyou found himself still on the altar, and something seemed to be wrong. He asked curiously: "Tell me, how did you get away and let me out here?"

"Well..." Zhuang Mo paused, exchanged glances with Long Tiexin, and then said, "Does the Emperor still remember the favor I owe you?"

While delaying, Long Tiexin had quietly taken out the previously hidden Frost Moon Fang. In the distance, a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon attacked silently with unstoppable momentum.

In the black fog, Jiuyou naturally had no idea what they had discussed before. They were isolated by the cloth bag, as if they were in two different worlds.

But Jiuyou was not stupid. After hearing what Zhuang Mo said, he knew that he must have a plan: "I thought you were kind-hearted, but it turns out you still care about me."

Zhuang Mo smiled awkwardly, then said, "Since the Emperor has seen through it, I can't hide it anymore. This time I want to borrow the Divine Pot Chapter."

"Forget it, whether it's borrowing or robbing, you little guy has the final say, I..." Jiuyou's words were interrupted by a sharp sound, like a turning point of fate.

The Fang of the Frost Moon suddenly appeared next to the black fog, with a cold light in its edge, like a fang, piercing through the chest diagonally.

Jiuyou was pinned down in an instant, and then Zhu Hong folded the silk thread and reversed it to block all the ways. Then there was another round of entanglement, which tied Jiuyou up tightly and hooked him on the magic weapon, making him unable to move.

Jiuyou was completely trapped, and even Canyuan couldn't escape, and Tongtian Talisman couldn't be used: "Good boy, there is a crouching tiger on the Tiangang Talisman. You are proficient in both Buddhism and Taoism."

Jiuyou was surprisingly appreciative and not angry at all, as if he was not the one trapped and as if everything was within his expectations.

Zhuang Mo was not surprised, he just smiled faintly and said, "I hope the emperor will not be offended by my temporary offense."

"It's okay, it's okay." Jiuyou responded softly, and then stopped talking, as if he had accepted everything.

Long Tiexin looked at the two of them a little strangely and frowned slightly, but didn't say much. Saving Fengchen was the most important thing now, and other things could be discussed later.

“Let’s do it.” Long Tiexin said calmly, and then he brought the Frost Moon Fang and Jiuyou to Zhuang Mo.

Zhuang Mo nodded, took a step forward, raised his hand and said, "Emperor, I'm sorry."

After saying this, he put two fingers together and trembled slightly. In an instant, the two fingers, along with half of his arm, sparkled with golden light. The holy light flowed slowly, making Zhuang Mo look like a golden arhat. He slowly stretched his fingertips into the black mist.

As Zhuang Mo stirred left and right, the black mist on Jiuyou seemed to become a little lighter, but upon closer inspection, it was actually being slowly absorbed into his palm, so it didn't look so thick.

Not long after, the black fog completely disappeared, revealing Jiuyou's true appearance. He looked exactly like Fengchen, but his temperament was completely different. Fengchen looked immature, while Jiuyou seemed unfathomable.

Long Tiexin looked at him again and again. After all, he was an ancient supreme being and the culprit back then. He couldn't help but look at him a few more times, but that was all. He turned around and prepared to save Fengchen.

Her actions were seen by Jiuyou, who just happened to see the Seven Sages flashing in the Aquarius, with the aura of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements faintly appearing, merging two by two with the innate Qi transformed from Fengchen. She seemed to have thought of something, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.

This scene was also seen by Zhuang Mo. He smiled secretly, as if he had realized something but did not say it out loud. He just pretended that nothing was wrong and continued to slowly collect the Divine Pot Chapter that Jiuyou had refined halfway, gradually restoring it to the appearance of the Feng family's incomplete scroll.

After a long while, everything was finally completed. Zhuang Mo apologized to Jiuyou again: "It was an emergency, so I had to resort to this last resort. As for offending the Emperor, I am willing to accept any punishment after everything is over."

Jiuyou smiled and didn't say much. He just nodded lightly, as if he didn't blame anyone, as if everything was under his control.

Long Tiexin watched from the sidelines and saw some clues, but she didn't point them out. She knew very well in her heart what was most important now and what could be put aside temporarily.

"Miss Long, come and help!" Zhuang Mo turned his head and said to Long Tiexin with a sharp gaze.

Long Tiexin immediately followed with swift movements. With a wave of his hand, the three-part Dingyuan Pearl transformed into a colorful light that rolled in the vase, just like picking firewood, or selecting the most suitable one.

Not long after, a ball of nine colorful lights condensed and slowly rose. Long Tiexin bit his index finger, squeezed out three drops of blood with golden threads, and summoned a touch of lightning. The two combined to ignite a little weak fire, which was dim but never extinguished. Long Tiexin used his true essence to send it into the colorful light ball.

With a loud bang, as if adding fuel to the fire, the thunder and flame fire quickly grew stronger, the flames that shot up into the sky instantly illuminated the entire altar, and the fairy fire burned fiercely.

"Go!" Zhuang Mo gave an order and threw the remaining scroll of the Divine Pot into the fire. Then he put his hands together, put his left hand on his right arm, and drew it forward from top to bottom. Black mist surged out of his arm and slowly floated towards the fairy fire.

"Accumulate!!" As the black fog dissipated, Zhuang Mo's mouth condensed, and he raised his index finger in front of his chest, chanting a spell, and a small talisman floated on his fingertips.

The talisman was shining with golden light and spinning faster and faster. In the end, only a ball of golden light could be seen spinning. Zhuang Mo withdrew his fingers, but the golden light was still suspended in the air and went straight towards the fairy fire, then disappeared into it with a whoosh.

After an unknown amount of time, the fairy fire gradually dimmed, and the fire was finally extinguished. The flames disappeared, and an ancient book fell out with the words "Divine Pot" written on it, and there were endless chapters hidden inside.

Zhuang Mo took it and flipped through a few pages before saying to Long Tiexin, "Miss Long, I'll have to rely on you from now on."

"What is this?" Long Tiexin took the ancient book, his eyes full of confusion.

At this moment, Fengchen saw nothing but white in front of his eyes. He could not see anything clearly and did not know where he was. He only felt that the white fog in the sky covered everything, as if there was nothing.

Fengchen walked forward helplessly. He had been walking for a very long time. Although he did not feel tired, everything around him seemed to have never changed. He could not see the end in sight. Only the white mist floating behind him reminded him that he was still moving forward.

"Why am I in this place again? Is it my state of mind again? But the surroundings are too real." Fengchen reached out and grabbed a handful of the white mist around him from time to time. Dewdrops condensed on his hands. The feeling of wetness was definitely not fake.

"Could it be that some final changes happened to the Purple Thunder Dragon and I didn't know about it while I was still inside it?" Feng Chen asked himself, but immediately denied it.

"No!! At the last moment, the Purple Sky Thunder Dragon had clearly touched my body and even slightly penetrated it. The numb feeling had begun to spread. I was already prepared. According to the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art, it should have been sucked into the body, fused with the Purple and Black Qi, and then refined into a whole body. This situation should not have happened. Did something go wrong in the middle?" Feng Chen asked himself over and over again. He had thought about it no less than a hundred times, but he still couldn't figure out why.

Fortunately, he thought of Lei Gong at this time: "Forget it, no matter what, Uncle Lei will always find a way, after all..."

Feng Chen was suddenly stunned, and stopped walking and stood still: "It seems that at the last moment, a chill came from the Purple Thunder Dragon, and Uncle Lei also looked up at the sky at that moment."

"At this critical moment, Uncle Lei should have looked at me, but instead he looked up at the sky. Something must have gone wrong." Feng Chen stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do next.

Ever since he entered here, he has been conscious, unlike when he was in the Lao Xin Mantra and his mind was dull and he couldn't think. Now he just couldn't get out, and he couldn't figure out how he got in, nor did he know where he was, but he always felt that he should do something, so he kept moving forward.

"No, no matter what Uncle Lei is like now, we can't just sit there and wait for death. If we move forward, we may find a way out. If we stay where we are, there is little hope." Feng Chen made up his mind and took another step, heading towards an unknown place...

He continued to move forward. Let’s not talk about it for now. At this moment on the altar, Zhuang Mo had already handed the Divine Pot Chapter to Long Tiexin.

Long Tiexin held it and felt it was heavy. It didn't look like an ancient book, but more like the vicissitudes of endless years, as if a person from outer space was sleeping inside it.

His eyes were a little dazed, and he was shocked by Zhuang Mo from a distance. Long Tiexin immediately came back to his senses, thinking that this divine weapon of heaven was indeed extraordinary. Just a slight contact with it shocked his mind. Even his saint-level body was like this, not to mention others. No wonder it caused a scramble for it as soon as it appeared. It was indeed powerful.

After thinking about it, Long Tiexin's eyes were determined. He mobilized the true energy in his hands, holding up the Divine Pot Chapter and slowly rising it up and dropping it into the treasure bottle.

After it entered, Long Tiexin quickly formed seals with both hands. The five seals combined to form the Yin and Yang. He turned back and forth three times, and finally the seven seals were combined and stood in front of his chest. He silently chanted a spell, as if communicating with the heaven and earth, seeking a ray of life. As Long Tiexin chanted the spell, the Aquarius shone brightly, and the power of the Divine Pot was slowly stimulated. The colorful lights in the bottle intertwined and made bursts of roars, as if something was about to break out of the bottle. Zhuang Mo stared at the Aquarius closely, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead. He knew that this step was crucial. Suddenly, a dazzling strong light shot out from the Aquarius, illuminating the entire altar. In the light, a vague figure gradually became clear. It turned out to be Fengchen, but the body exuded a mysterious and powerful aura. "This is..." Long Tiexin widened his eyes in surprise. A look of surprise appeared on Zhuang Mo's face: "Success! This is the Fengchen consciousness body that was reshaped by combining the power of the Divine Pot and the Aquarius." At this time, the Fengchen consciousness body slowly opened its eyes, swept its gaze over the people at the altar, and finally fell on Long Tiexin and Zhuang Mo.