Fengyunlu

At the same time, Zhuang Mo was also busy at the side, chanting Buddhist mantras with his left hand and the essence of Taoism with his right hand. His body was also glowing with black light. The power of Buddhism, Taoism and Demonism was perfectly integrated in him. Looking at the entire Xuanmen, he was the only one who could do this. His movements were so smooth that it was like holding an ancient ceremony, integrating three completely different powers together, showing an extraordinary state.

After a while, Long Tiexin finished chanting the spell, and Zhuang Mo also absorbed the three lights. The two looked at each other, nodded slightly, and then started to act. The tacit understanding between them was simply telepathic, and they could know each other's thoughts and what to do next without speaking.

Long Tiexin took a step forward, and the power of the Seven Sages in his hand turned into a clear pool. The water in the pool was rippling, and it seemed to carry a powerful force. This clear pool was like the purest water in the world, which could wash away all filth and contained infinite vitality and power.

Zhuang Mo floated up, hanging on the vase and looking out. He seemed to grab a few times in the air, as if he was pulling a clear light, and then suddenly exerted force, and the light slowly emerged with a red blood clot. His movements were light and precise, as if he was having a silent contest with an invisible force.

The blood clot was covered with a layer of turbid dirt. This was Fengchen's mixed body. After his collapse, his blood condensed and his essence gathered together. The power of his primordial spirit combined with the blood of the Cloud Phoenix and the power of the two divine weapons turned into a ball of innate Qi. This was the innate spirit, which was unique. As long as he had an immortal thought, he could live forever. This blood clot seemed to be the essence of Fengchen's life, containing endless potential and secrets.

However, it is not absolute, and it depends on one's luck. For someone like Fengchen who has no profound cultivation, if it were not for various protections and coincidences, plus the secret help of the Golden Crow Emperor, I am afraid that he would be wiped out by that sword, and there would be no chance for others to save him. The impermanence of fate and the fragility of life are profoundly revealed at this time.

Zhuang Mo took a quick look and thought that it was useless to keep the dirt. Besides, now was the time to refine it. So he drew a trace of immortal power from the treasure bottle and raised his hand to summon a little thunder and fire. The two combined and turned into a faint flame, refining and removing the dirt. His technique was precise and efficient, like a sacred purification ritual.

Then the fire continued to burn, and as the flames trembled, the innate Qi was completely burned. During the calcination, Zhuang Mo fiddled with it left and right until it was completely refined. He was concentrating, as if he was shaping a supreme treasure, and every movement was full of power and beauty.

After everything was done, Zhuang Mo threw the innate Qi back into the bottle, and then gathered the fairy fire back and compressed it into the treasure bottle. He then added Long Tiexin's three-part Dingyuan Pearl body to cover it. The flame in the treasure bottle gradually condensed and extinguished, and finally the bottle body trembled a few times and then there was no movement. Everything returned to calm, as if a great mission had been completed.

Long Tiexin put away the three-point Dingyuan Pearl and dropped it into the clear pool. Zhuang Mo stretched out his hand and sucked it. A fist-sized red Yuandan floated out of the treasure bottle, squirming slightly, as if it had life. This was the innate Qi, and it was also the essence of Fengchen. This Yuandan seemed to be the crystallization of Fengchen's life, containing endless vitality and power.

Zhuang Mo held it in his hands, read it carefully three times, and checked it repeatedly with his true energy. Finally, he confirmed it with his mind and nodded with satisfaction. A satisfied smile appeared on his face, as if he had completed a difficult task.

At this time, an ancient book slowly floated out of the treasure bottle. It was the Divine Pot Chapter. Zhuang Mo took it and used some magical means to transform the Divine Pot Chapter into a ball of spiritual power, and then condensed it into a lotus platform. This lotus platform seemed to be the most sacred treasure in the world, emitting a mysterious light.

There should have been nine holes on the lotus platform, but now there was only one hole, and the Yuandan transformed by Fengchen could fit in it. Zhuang Mo put the Yuandan in, and the lotus platform trembled slightly, then turned and floated into the clear pool. The lotus platform seemed to have life, perfectly merging with the Yuandan, forming a brand new existence.

A drop of water gently dripped on Fengchen's head. Although it was just a small drop, in this foggy world, this small change seemed particularly precious.

"It seems that it is right to keep going." Feng Chen was secretly delighted in his heart. He had been persisting, and this persistence would definitely help him find a way out.

So he quickened his pace and continued forward with determination.

Time seemed to become blurred at this moment. I didn’t know how long it had been. Maybe countless years had passed, or maybe it was just a blink of an eye. Feng Chen finally reached the end of his journey, with no way left to go.

Steadying his body, Fengchen looked around and found that he seemed to be standing on the top of a mountain. The cliff extended straight down. In front of him was an endless abyss, and behind him was the road he came from. Looking up, the sky full of stars seemed to be within reach, and each one was so close that he could touch it with just a stretch of his hand.

Feng Chen stretched out his hand, stopped it in mid-air, but then hesitantly retracted it. For some reason, those stars made him feel as if he was in another world, as if he would never be able to return to reality if he just touched them lightly.

Fengchen thought disappointedly: "Did I go in the wrong direction and end up in a desperate situation? Or..."

"Young man, this is not the place for you."

Let's go back! !

A dry hand stretched out from somewhere and gently pointed at Fengchen's eyebrows.

bang~

With this finger, the wind and dust immediately turned into a cloud of white mist, floating lightly over the cliff.

Under the starlight, Fengchen felt his consciousness blurred and all his thoughts were interrupted, as if nothing had ever really existed.

It has no root or form, no origin or extinction. No one knows where it comes from nor where it is going.

Gradually, Fengchen began to feel tired, as if he had walked a very long way before and finally felt exhausted at this moment. He also wanted to stop and rest at this moment.

But he didn't dare. He didn't know if he would be able to wake up once he fell asleep, nor did he know where he would be when he woke up, and he didn't know what would happen if he continued to sleep.

"Chen'er." Suddenly, a voice called softly, both familiar and strange.

Feng Chen didn't dare to respond. He was well aware of the dangers of this place. Any rash action might bring bad consequences. He had experienced this deeply when he fell into the Heart-Torn Curse.

However, the voice was getting closer and closer, and it sounded clearer and clearer: "Chen'er!!"

This time, he heard it very clearly. It was Long Tiexin's voice. It seemed to come from a distant place, as if separated by some kind of obstacle.

"It's Aunt Long!!" Feng Chen was delighted, but suddenly realized that his body had dissipated and was now just a ball of white mist. Even if he heard something or encountered something, he could not make any changes.

He could only let the calling sound come and go, he could not respond, nor could he get closer.

Fengchen became more and more sleepy. He wanted to struggle but had no strength to do so. Finally, he felt the world spinning around him. Suddenly, everything became empty and he felt himself falling into endless darkness.

The endless darkness swallowed him up. The thick white fog disappeared, and the strong feeling of tiredness also disappeared, as if everything became empty and as if everything became nothingness.

right! It’s nothingness! !

There was nothing, nothing was left, even the so-called darkness disappeared without a trace, all that could be seen before my eyes was...

Do not! !

It should be said that there is nothing in front of the eyes, just like the moment when you close your eyes, the darkness formed by the closed eyes, there is nothing, and there is nothing imaginable. It is even difficult to know how to describe it. I can only call it nothingness.

In this way, Fengchen didn't know how long he had fallen, nor how deep he had fallen. At least he felt that he was falling all the time, and the surroundings were becoming more and more quiet, so quiet that it was terrifying.

Yes, when silence reaches its extreme, it becomes terrifying!!

"This... uh!!" Feng Chen felt a little flustered and started to become impatient.

This is no wonder. Anyone who suddenly loses all five senses and then all six senses will feel panicked to some extent. Moreover, it is not easy for Feng Chen to remain as firm as he is under such long-term repression.

However, even though he possessed the magic of innate spirit, he didn't know how much time had passed before he seemed to have reached his limit. The oppression around him became heavier and heavier, making him gradually become irritable.

"Hello, hey, hey! Is there anyone here? Tell me where this is!" Feng Chen shouted in his heart over and over again, but the surroundings were quiet, without any sound, as if no one could hear him.

"Dry!"

A cold anger condensed in his heart, as hard as ice. Fengchen completely exploded. The anger and doubts in his heart erupted like a volcano and he could not control it at all.

I don't know where it started, but the water surface began to ripple, swaying away. He stood in the ripples, feeling something different, with an indescribable premonition churning in his heart.

The feeling of falling became slower and slower, and the void around me began to ripple. I began to feel a little empty, and although it was still dim, it was not static, as if it was silently telling something.

At this time Fengchen felt it, his consciousness slowly calmed down, he was no longer so irritable, no longer panicked, everything around him also began to become active, as if responding to his calmness.

The breath of darkness became clearer and clearer, the feeling of nothingness became farther and farther away, and finally the ripples became bigger and bigger, from small to large, and from big to strong, swaying the dust left and right, and the feeling of falling slowly stopped.

It felt like I was in water or in an abyss. I couldn't open my eyes, but it felt very real. It was an experience that cannot be described in words.

Feng Chen wanted to move, but he had no arms, so he couldn't lift his hands; he had no legs, so he couldn't take a step. He only had consciousness, but no way to release his spiritual thoughts, and could not communicate with the outside world.

"Chen'er!!"

Suddenly, Long Tiexin's voice came again, the voice was both distant and near, ringing in his heart and all around him, like music from heaven.

"Aunt Long..."

Feng Chen responded subconsciously, as if he was speaking in a dream, but there was no sound. It was more like a sentence that flashed through his mind and no one else could hear it.

But the next second, the call was actually answered, and Long Tiexin's somewhat relieved voice came over: "Good boy, Aunt Long is here."

Thump~

As the voice came, Fengchen felt that the surroundings changed, the sense of nothingness disappeared instantly, the night turned into day, and he suddenly fell down again and fell into a clear pool, feeling relaxed all over.

"This is......"

Feng Chen's mind was full of doubts. He clearly felt that he had fallen into a clear pond, but there was nothing around him, only splashing water. It seemed as if he was in a strange world.

"Am I still in an illusion?" Feng Chen asked himself, not knowing whether what he saw was real or fake, but he soon got the answer.

“Don’t be anxious, Chen’er. Listen to Aunt Long first.” Long Tiexin’s voice came again, as clear as a whisper in the ear.

"Is it really Aunt Long? Where exactly is this place?" Although Feng Chen didn't understand, he was sure that the voice was Long Tiexin, there was no doubt about it.

Long Tiexin responded again, bluntly: "Something happened during the previous body training, and your body and soul collapsed. Now the hall master is unable to get away, so someone will come with Aunt Long to save you."

"So that's how it is..." Feng Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly after hearing this. He thought to himself, he had experienced so many twists and turns in his body refining along the way, and when he was about to succeed, he encountered another misfortune. It was really a trick of fate.

Whatever, since it's already like this, let's see how it can do more!!

Thinking of this, Feng Chen had an idea and couldn't help asking: "Does Chen Er need to do anything?"

As soon as he finished asking this question, it was not Long Tiexin who responded, but Zhuang Mo next to him who interrupted: "Don't worry, wait patiently when everything goes well. If you need anything, we will tell you in detail."

"Huh? You are...Uncle Zhuang Mo." Feng Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he recognized who it was.

"Yes, you still remember me." Zhuang Mo praised and said nothing more.

Feng Chen was wondering, how could Zhuang Mo save me when he was imprisoned? Did Uncle Lei let him out? Or was the incident Aunt Long mentioned related to him?

Forget it, since Aunt Long said that Uncle Lei is not convenient now, it must be that the poor family is causing trouble. No matter what, he can save me at this time, Uncle Lei must have his own plans.

Thinking of this, he calmed down and waited for rescue. As time passed, Fengchen gradually became more aware, as if the surrounding scenery was also changing, and his spiritual thoughts could slowly reach out.

After this exploration, his surroundings became completely clear. He used his mind to find that he was in a clear pool, but his body was gone. Instead, there was his soul, which was as round as a pearl or a vermilion Yuandan, with his consciousness wrapped inside and connected by blood.

Feng Chen understood that this was the blood that condensed around him in order to save him after his collapse, but the lotus platform around him surprisingly had a familiar feeling, as if it was very similar to the fragments of their Feng family, as if it was guided by some mysterious power.