Deer bone

After Feng Yunmo met Yan Ling, Yan Ling took him to a deserted island.

Yan Ling told him that a few days ago, Wu Qi and Feng Jiuyou broke into the forbidden area of ​​Lingxu: Zhuling Island.

Feng Jiuyou and Wu Qi fought for five days and nights. In the end, although Feng Jiuyou tried his best to kill Wu Qi, he encountered a restriction and was locked on the wall of the bottomless abyss.There is spirit grass juice on the wall of the abyss, which can protect her from death, but nothing can help her escape.

Feng Yunmo picked up the jade ornaments her mother often wore on the island, and heard her mother's voice, but she couldn't hear what she said.

Feng Yunmo was eager to save his mother.Yanling told him that with his current strength, not only would he not be able to save anyone, but he would encounter the restriction again and kill his mother.

He told Feng Yunmo that only the king of the Luling clan can enter this bottomless abyss.Wang will not violate the family rules and release people by exception.If Feng Yunmo wanted to save people, he had to cultivate the Mirror of Transformation and break into this bottomless abyss to save people.

To practice the Mirror of the Transformer, one must first cultivate the Mirror of the King, the Mirror of the God, and the Mirror of the Saint, and each mirror has ten steps.

And he had to finish it in ten years, after all, he only had ten years of physical fitness.Ten years later, if there is no deer bone, he will be useless.

There was once the youngest spiritual master in the Continent of Xiuling. He had an adventure and practiced for 20 years.

This is an impossible extreme challenge.

Yan Ling stroked his beard and said: "If you can get the deer bone in these ten years, or if you are lucky, you will encounter a miracle. It's not impossible."

Feng Yunmo said: "Unfortunately, I've been having shit luck recently. I don't expect God to favor me a little more in the future."

Feng Yunmo was silent, looking at the center of the island with blazing eyes, he secretly vowed that he would rescue his mother, no matter what method he used.

It has been more than a month since he came to Wangcheng, and Feng Yunmo has not seen his legendary spirit master.

Yan Ling told him that because Leng Qingxie himself was very resistant to Qi Ling, he still refused to recognize him as Qi Ling.

So far, Feng Yunmo has become a Qiling that no one recognizes.

In the deer spirit clan, it is very difficult for a spirit without a spirit master to survive.They are ready to be provoked by others.

Fortunately, Feng Yunmo stayed on Yanling's osmanthus tree, freed from that trouble.

Feng Yunmo sneered and said that the bond between him and Leng Qingxie was the most failed existence on the Lingxiu Continent, and this failure came from the great guardian saint of the Luling Clan, which is really remarkable.

Yan Ling didn't respond to Feng Yunmo's words at that time, but instead talked to him about Leng Qingxie's past.

He said that Leng Qingxie was originally a rare mixed talent in the clan.Only ten people will be born in each generation of Hunyuan talent.

People with mixed talents can only choose people with the same talent to form a bond.

So they usually form a bond early.If you get married late, you may not be able to find the spirit master or Qiling.

Originally, there was a man named Qi Lian who wanted to be the spirit of Leng Qingxie.He later repented.

That was related to a secret of Leng Qingxie.Leng Qingxie has a special kind of blood in his body, his spiritual power is connected to the Lingxu, if there is a catastrophe at or near the Lingxu, his spiritual power will disappear inexplicably, and he can only rely on drinking deer blood to maintain his life.

At first Qi Lian was greedy for fame, thinking that being Leng Qingxie's Qi Ling would be superior to others, so he was very courteous.

However, as Leng Qingxie's spiritual power became stronger, the effect of deer blood became weaker and weaker.

Although Leng Qingxie's spiritual power was the strongest among the nine Hunyuan at that time, as long as he has a weakness, he will become the weakest.

Qi Lian realized that Leng Qingxie was not his ideal spirit master, so he found an excuse and disappeared.

Leng Xiuming secretly sent someone to track down Qi Lian's whereabouts, and killed him five years ago in the sea of ​​undead, leaving no bones left.

Feng Yunmo asked: "If you tell me about this kind of thing, you won't be afraid that if I say it, it will be detrimental to your Highness?"

Half of Yan Ling's face was reflected in the candlelight, his eyes were deep, and he said firmly: "No, you won't say it. You will only take it into the grave."

"Actually, I've always wanted to know why Leng Qingxie was willing to form a bond with me at that time?" Feng Yunmo held up Yanling's newly brewed sweet-scented osmanthus wine and squinted at the jade wine glass.

Yan Ling squinted his eyes to recall.

That day, Leng Qingxie was following the people of the Qingyi tribe. After he left the Lingxu, a vision appeared in the sky. His spiritual power was gone, and he was shot down by the Qingyi tribe. When Yanling arrived, he was almost out of breath.

In that case, the deer blood was useless, and Leng Qingxie had to find someone to form a bond, so that he could have a double life and survive.

Later, Yan Lingling felt the aura of Hunyuan nearby, so he approached Fengyunmo.At that time, the situation was urgent, and he let the two of them form a contract regardless of their wishes.

There is no enemy without narrow roads.Fengyun Mo thought, it would be great if Beiming was twice as big.

Feng Yunmo poured the wine in his hand into the cup, and with a wave of his hand, the cup brushed against Yan Ling's beard, and hit the wall directly, splashing broken jade.

"I thought you would hit me directly in the face." Yan Ling said calmly.

"Why do you think so, I respect the old and love the young." Feng Yunmo smiled kindly.

"Hey! It's still good for you. The moment your Highness woke up that night, he directly poked two holes in my heart."

After that conversation, Yan Ling never mentioned about Leng Qingxie again, and Feng Yunmo didn't bother to ask.

Because Feng Yunmo is a member of the Tianji clan, the people around Yan Ling don't have much contact with him.

Feng Yunmo also always thought that his days were spent cultivating desperately in Yan Ling's nagging.

Until the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, a small piece of news made him feel that he was getting more and more involved with the Luling clan.

There was a huge fight outside the king's city. The reason for the fight was that the two spirit masters had won a fragment of a book called "Xuan Ling Nine Records" in the sea of ​​undead. They both wanted to keep it for themselves, so they fought. stand up.

Yan Ling was sent by Lu Ling's king to deal with the aftermath.He returned with a few fragments of the scroll.He also asked Feng Yunmo if he could understand what the words on those pages meant.

Feng Yunmo shook his head on the spot, and curiously asked Yanling what the origin of those words was, and why the Luling tribe fought for it.

Yanling said that "Xuanling Nine Records" is the highest secret technique of the Luling clan, and only the royal family can understand it.And those who understand it can become close friends with it, and can also see its original body.

"Xuan Ling Nine Records" consists of two volumes, the upper and lower volumes, both of which are treasured in the royal family of the Luling Clan and never circulated outside.Until more than 300 years ago, a member of the royal family broke away from the Luling clan and stole the upper part of "Xuan Ling Nine Records". Since then, the royal family has only the second half.The first half was gradually lost.

Yan Ling frowned and said, he thought, it might be that the descendants of the book thief came back, and these things happened recently.

After Yan Ling left, Feng Yunmo in the room closed the doors and windows with a solemn expression, turned on the blue light, and took out a mahogany box from his Qiankun sleeve.

After the box was opened, there was a book inside, with the words "Xuan Ling Nine Records" written on the cover.

Fengyun casually flipped through a few pages, and it was brand new.No signs of being touched.

He hurriedly opened the first page again, his eyes fixed on the first sentence: one black and one white fight against the sky, the inside and the outside determine the universe.

He flipped back as fast as he could, and the content was fine.

Who is it?Who still has this book?

"Xuan Ling Nine Records" was the dowry that his mother brought with him when she married his father.The original owner of the book was Feng Yunmo's grandmother Leng Yu.

Feng Jiuyou once told Feng Yunmo that Leng Yu could barely understand a few sentences back then, but later Leng Yu disappeared mysteriously.When the book was passed on to Feng Jiuyou, it took her several years of hard work, and she barely figured out the first formula even after guessing.

At that time, Feng Jiuyou said to Feng Yunmo proudly, if anyone can understand all the nine styles of "Xuan Ling Nine Records", he will be able to look down on the entire continent of spiritual cultivation.

When Feng Yunmo was a child, he read all the books on spiritual practice in the bookstore. The days were boring, and when there was no place to relieve the boredom, he always made the whole yard jumpy.

Feng Qi asked Feng Jiuyou to show "Xuan Ling Nine Records" to Feng Yunmo, and let him study it for a lifetime, and they would be at peace.

He clearly remembered Feng Jiuyou's expression when he knew that he could understand all of "Xuan Ling Nine Records". At first, it was surprise, joy, pride, and then it turned into worry.

Ever since Feng Yunmo lost his spiritual power five years ago, Feng Jiuyou warned him that if he was not about to be killed by the enemy, he would not be allowed to use the tricks in the book again.

At that time he did not understand what his mother said.Now, he probably understands.

Feng Yunmo's eyes sank, and he picked up the book and brought it close to the candlelight. Soon, the candlelight wrapped around the book.The flames were dancing, which made Feng Yunmo's expression a little dazed.