(Where did the heavenly work come from to create the secret place in the sky?)

This result was unexpected by everyone. If anyone in the world has the strength to float an entire mountain-rock city-state in the air, there is no other place except Lingxiao Temple, and Lingxiao Temple is also dependent on Phoenix.

The ruins of Fire Wutong and the surrounding Star Palace are also built on the islands affiliated with the Floating Island.

Even the residence of Sanqing and Lingshan Tathagata only built their palaces on the highest peaks in the world.

But now Lanfeng and the others touched a mountain wall in the clouds and mist above Fucangling, which really surprised them.

"Brother Mo Yun," Lan Feng said, "see if you can use the Mountain Search Technique to explore here?"

After Mo Yun heard this, he stretched out his body bit by bit from the stone wall. As the body method covered it, the outline of the mountain wall was gradually outlined in Mo Yun's mind.

Mo Yun said: "This mountain wall is quite large, forming a hanging island. It covers a radius of nearly a hundred miles. The terrain above it is gentle, but below it is a steeper arc top shape. It's just that it is in the air, and the mountain atmosphere is not enough.

, I can only roughly detect the basic outline of this floating island. If it goes any further, I can’t detect it..."

When Mu Zhizhi heard this, he could probably imagine the shape of this floating island.

"Think about it, the mountains below are also like a ring, with high peaks on all sides and a low-lying center. If this hanging island were lowered, would it just be able to fill up this low-lying area?" Mu Zhi said.

At this time, the clouds and fog obscured the eyes, making it difficult to see the appearance of Fucangling below. However, after listening to Mo Yun's description of the appearance of the floating island and Mu Zhizhi's inference, everyone had an idea in their minds.

Lan Feng said: "Maybe this is the origin of the name Fucangling. I heard Brother Mo Yun mention it before. The formation of Fucangling was only a few hundred years ago, which happened to coincide with the fall of the Macaque King. It seems that

Come on, this hanging island above Fucangling should be the key to unlocking the clues to the Macaque King."

Mu Zhi said: "The clouds and mist here obscure the view. Miss Ruoxue can blow them away?"

Ruoxue nodded after hearing this. She turned around and used her snow bat wings to create strong winds. However, after the strong wind blew out, it disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.

Lan Feng frowned: "Do it again."

Ruoxue's wings were filled with blue streaks, and her wind was mixed with the sound of breaking through the air.

Lan Feng raised his hand and threw out a ball of demonic fire, only to see the flames follow the wind and merge into the updraft on the side.

Upon seeing this, Mo Yun said: "It seems that it is impossible to disperse the clouds and fog. Let's go to the island first."

After that, the group of people flew up the stone wall.

Following Mo Yun's sense of the terrain, Lanfeng and the others quickly walked onto the hanging island. Looking around, the visibility was only a few dozen meters.

There are some weird branches growing here and there, and there seems to be something hanging on those branches.

Lanfeng and the others walked up to a tree, but what they saw shocked everyone.

It turned out that what was hanging on that branch was nothing else but the red scarf that Yu Luomu was holding!

She looked at her hands and then at the branches. She began to breathe quickly and ran around in the woods.

Lan Feng and others were afraid that she would change, so they also followed her.

After a while, everyone stopped. All the branches they saw had identical red scarves hanging on them. A rough calculation showed that there were no less than a thousand...

Hai Yesheng said: "It's over, didn't you say before that you would only give it to the Macaque King?

Did you bring a red scarf? Why are there so many here?"

The makeup on Lu Mu's face began to change. She looked at the red scarves and said, "This must be the work of Sui Xin's die-hard soldiers..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then continued: "It has been with Liu Er for thousands of years, and it can be said that it has connected with Liu Er's mind. Maybe it put these red scarves here because it knows that I will come back to find him..."

Ruoxue said at this time: "But, with so many red scarves, what does the Macaque King want to tell you?"

After the curtain fell, she lowered her head and changed her theatrical makeup into a grimace. She took off her red scarf from her neck and smiled bitterly: "He is asking me to make the final choice..."

"Then, have you thought about it?" Lan Feng asked.

Luo Mu smiled and said, "Don't you already know the answer?"

Ruoxue was confused and was about to ask, but she saw Luo Mu tied his red scarf on a red scarf among the branches.

"Liu Er! My mind is determined!!"

Lu Mu shouted loudly, and saw a beam of golden light light up from Lu Mu's hand. This golden light was like a needle and thread, connecting the endless red scarves one after another.

In the midst of the clouds and mist, the golden light was instantly pierced. The hanging island under the golden mist was enchanting and psychedelic, and the faces of the people who met each other felt like they were in a fairyland!

Seeing this, Ruoxue informed Lanfeng of her doubts.

Lan Feng smiled and said: "The Macaque King has already calculated that the end will come to him, but he himself is also in a dilemma.

On the one hand, when the Wind Demon Banner falls, someone must succeed it. As a leader, he must let the person he trusts most inherit his mantle, and this person is the end.

But on the other hand, as a lover, the Macaque King doesn't want Luo Mu to embark on this road, because he knows that once he embarks on this road, he can never look back. Luo Mu has to face not only the gods, but also thousands of people.

The life and death of tens of thousands of wind monsters, this is undoubtedly the most fatal to the end."

"Why? Isn't it good for everyone to live and die together?" Ruoxue was puzzled.

Lan Feng looked into Ruoxue's eyes. These yellow eyes still revealed innocent and clear eyes. For Ruoxue, life and death were meaningless. As long as he had a close friend who was traveling the same way, it was a blessing. He did not want to bring too much sorrow with him.

To Ruoxue.

Seeing Lan Feng's hesitation, Muzhi Zhi said, "Brother Lan Feng, blind protection cannot grow saplings into pillars..."

Lanfeng knew what Mu Zhizhi meant. He sighed and said to Ruoxue: "Ruoxue, living and dying together is not as simple as you think. It can still be like this between you and me, but if one day you

How about facing thousands of lives and deaths?

It is easy to control our own life and death, but we do not have the right to let others die for us.

Once we really declare war on the Gods, those demons who are still living in the underworld, those demons who are still lingering in the mountains and fields, whose life and death will be counted? Have you ever thought about it? "

Ruoxue looked at Lan Feng in a daze. She had never thought about these things, and she had never thought about what Lan Feng and the others were carrying.

She only knows that heaven and earth are unkind, and the gods are unkind. She only knows that she follows the demon clan to resist the injustice of fate.

But can this idea really represent the voice of every demon?

War is doomed to death, and for the demon clan, they face an eternal death.

And the person responsible for their life and death is now standing in front of him.

"Demon King, Demon General..."

Ruoxue at this time

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she suddenly thought that if she calculated carefully, she would be the demon general who moved the demon flag from the mountain...

She looked at the end of the curtain, and finally understood in her heart the multiple-choice question that the Macaque King gave to the end of the curtain.

This question is not about life and death, but about responsibility.

From now on, I will no longer be free and carefree, and I will no longer be able to do my own thing. Every decision must be thought twice before making.

Because you know that from now on you will bear the lives of thousands of monsters...

Lanfeng patted Ruoxue and said: "It may be because of this that the thousand years ended and she left the southwest. But now she has thought about it. She cannot afford to escape life and death, but this responsibility that she dares to take on."

When the curtain came down and the golden light had settled, he shouted: "Guys, will you follow me?"

Lan Feng took a deep breath and said: "I will pay homage to the ruins of our ancestors."

The curtain ended with a smile, and a red scarf was wrapped around everyone's waist. In an instant, a huge pulling force led everyone to shuttle between the branches. The speed was so fast that only afterimages could be seen wandering around. Every time a golden light passed by,

Disappear for a minute.

In a few breaths, everyone was led to an open area by the red scarves.

There is more than thirty feet of forest space here, and the surrounding trees are arranged like a triple ring with the outer two layers closed and the middle ring disconnected at both ends.

What's even more shocking is that there were thunderclouds in the sky above, pouring down rain, which happened to cover the entire inner ring.

Moreover, the rain and dew did not overflow in all directions, but fell straight down without knowing where to go.

Mo Yun put his hands on the ground, closed his eyes for a moment and said, "This is the center of the entire hanging island. Under this rain pillar should be the location where we found the red scarf in Fucangling."

"Interesting," Mu Zhi said, "So, there are traces of the formation of this hanging island."

As he spoke, Mu Zhizhi used gold wire to outline a schematic cross-section of Fucangling and Xuandao in the air.

"The suspended island can basically be a part of Fucangling. The center of the suspended island is pierced up and down. The entire suspended island is floated in the air using the scouring force of the accumulated rain, and the strong scouring force forces the water to splash around.

Shoot. This leads to the wonderful sight of the water flowing backwards that we see.

The water flows upward and turns into rain clouds, and so on again and again.

Furthermore, the retrograde water veins destroyed the original direction of the earth veins and caused the magnetic field to be disordered, so some rocks and broad leaves also floated in the air."

He said: "It's ridiculous, how can the momentum of this rain be so strong? Besides, even if it has this power, it can pass through the hole that penetrates up and down, and the hanging island does not borrow half of its strength."

Mu Zhizhi said with a smile: "End, that's what I want to say. There must be something causing trouble in this hole that runs up and down. Moreover, what do you think the ring formed by these three layers of trees looks like?"

Everyone looked confused, but Lan Feng's eyes lit up.

"Connect, connect, break...this...this is the Xun hexagram!" Lan Feng said in shock.

Mu Zhizhi nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Lanfeng has good eyesight. These trees here are like a natural Xun Gua array. Xun is the wind. With the help of the strong wind and the weirdness in the cave, it holds up these hundreds of miles."

How can it be difficult to hang an island?"

After listening to this, everyone understood that the macaque king's ability to catch wind and shadows was second only to his ability to change. During the Lingxiao battle, he sent hundreds of thousands of monsters to the Nantianmen with just a blow from his cheeks.

His strength is insignificant compared to the current Baili Hanging Island.
Chapter completed!