To say that the Lingzun Hall stands near the abyss, overlooking the clouds and sky, the cliff behind the hall is like a sharp blade piercing out of the ground.
The smoke at the bottom of the abyss is vast and invisible, and the mist forms clouds. A three-foot-long chain is vaguely visible in the mist, extending to the unknown other shore.
At this moment, Bai Yunsheng was following Lingxiao. Looking ahead, he could vaguely see the shadow of a mountain top.
"please."
After finishing speaking, Lingxiao took the lead to step onto the iron cable bridge and floated into the mist like an immortal. Baiyunsheng followed him without changing his expression.
The Hall of Winds.
A place that has never been spread among the Lingyan tribe, it is extremely mysterious.
The temple is not majestic, but it is a bit strange.
The main hall is made of stone sculptures and is shaped like a stone pier. Countless holes are carved into the circular walls, with different shapes and sizes, as chaotic as stars. The cold wind from the top of the mountain whistles past the ears through the holes, and the sound waves are weird.
The hall was very empty except for a lotus platform in the center and a black box lying on the platform.
"Your Excellency, please."
Ling Xiao smiled sinisterly and walked towards the black box after speaking.
Bai Yunsheng looked confused: "What place is this?"
"Fengyu Palace."
Lingxiao's tone suddenly became a little cold.
"When you hear the breeze, it's like a whisper, it's like a palace of wind whispers." Bai Yunsheng brushed off the praise in his heart and went straight to the topic, "Where is the oracle spiritual stone?"
"Brother, don't worry, the spirit stone is in the black box."
After saying this, the kindness on Ling Xiao's face disappeared, replaced by a look of unfamiliar coldness.
He stepped forward and opened the black box, and in a faint red light he took out a blood-red transverse flute, which was exactly the same size and shape as the golden flute in his left hand.
At this moment, the situation suddenly changed.
"call!!"
The wind in the palace suddenly became loud and murderous.
Bai Yunsheng suddenly felt that something was wrong. He was about to move but was still a step too late.
The cold wind, as fast as ghosts, rushed in from the holes in all directions, and the roar of the wind was like a demonic sound, which shocked his whole body and made him unable to move.
"What... do you want to do!"
At this moment, Bai Yunsheng's anger seemed exhausted and weak. His feet gradually lost the strength to support him, and his body collapsed on the cold stone surface. The sound of cholera in his ears was raging in his body like thousands of needles.
In the severe pain, Bai Yunsheng vaguely heard Lingxiao's proud laughter:
"Hahaha... Who do I think you are, but you still can't escape from my grasp. Humph, Lingqing is also arrogant. She thinks she can escape from my eyes by sending one of her subordinates to disguise herself?"
It turned out that the spy placed by Lingxiao beside Lingqing had secretly sent back the news about Linghuang Peak, and the man in green in front of him was Lingshuo, Lingqing's confidant!
"But I would like to thank you for actually bringing back the other part of the Sin Flute! Hahaha... Ting Yanlong is my treasure again!"
The anger and resentment that Ling Xiao had suppressed for nearly a hundred years all burst into wild laughter at this moment. He and Ling Qingxiu were inseparable, and the perfect divine flute gave him the absolute right to speak again.
"Let me use the divine flute to send you on your last journey!"
This vicious voice matched Lingxiao's ferocious face perfectly.
He was seen holding a flute in each hand, ready to merge into a complete flute of mercy. However, at the moment when the two flutes collided, the blood flute in Lingxiao's left hand suddenly cracked and shattered.
The sluggishness came so quickly that the Lord Lingxiao was shocked.
The Sinful Flute is a top-notch magic weapon, how could it possibly be broken into pieces at the drop of a hat!?
At the same time, something happened that shocked him even more.
Bai Yunsheng, who had collapsed on the ground and was struggling, miraculously stood up, with his hands behind his back and a calm expression on his face.
Seeing this scene, Lingxiao's red eyes exploded, and his eyeballs almost fell out. He said in a troubled tone:
"You...how could you..."
"It's strange, isn't it? Why wasn't I controlled by the voice of Huo Feng in this palace? Why did your blood flute turn into powder?"
Bai Yunsheng's cold smile made Lingxiao, who had been so complacent just now, tremble.
"Who the hell are you?!"
Lingxiao could no longer care about the blood flute that was broken into pieces of paper at his feet. He was filled with rage and his eyes were bloodshot and stained with blood.
"I'll tell you this later."
After Bai Yunsheng finished speaking, he waved his right hand, and in an instant Feng Yu Palace disappeared, and the two of them were already on a sea of clouds.
Lingxiao was so frightened by such a sudden change, and became angry with anger. He jumped up desperately and rushed towards Bai Yunsheng waving his karma.
"I'm going to kill you!"
Facing the murderous Lingxiao, Bai Yunsheng stood with his hands behind his back and uttered one word coldly.
"stop!"
Lingxiao's body suddenly stagnated as he flew towards him, unable to move, leaving only his two red eyes moving left and right in panic.
Then, a figure suddenly appeared next to Bai Yunsheng, with fluttering golden clothes and impressive heroic spirit. It was Linghuang Lingqing!
"Lingqing! It's you!"
Lingxiao's roaring voice was already a bit trembling.
"What the hell is going on!"
Ling Xiao's arrogant aura now turned into panic inside and out.
"You are too naive, Lord Spiritual Master."
Bai Yunsheng smiled coldly and returned to his own appearance, with white hair and black clothes, looking like a ghost.
"Do you think no one knows about the spies you planted in Linghuang Peak? Do you think Fengyu Palace is really mysterious?"
After saying that, Bai Yunsheng glanced at Lingqing beside him. Lingxiao suddenly realized - Lingqing, who was once a spiritual master, definitely knew about Fengyu Palace!
"go."
Bai Yunsheng flicked Lingxiao onto the clouds with a wave of his hand, restored his ability to move, and then said indifferently:
"Don't try to resist, you have no chance here."
"Where is this?!"
Ling Xiao shouted and asked, while secretly trying several times, and sure enough, his karma had been sealed and could not function.
Bai Yunsheng smiled softly and said: "Monster Locking Tower."
"What is the Demon Locking Tower?"
Having lived in Tingyanlong all his life, Lingxiao naturally did not know the name of this divine object.
In fact, before leaving Linghuang Peak, Bai Yunsheng transformed into Lingshuo and asked Lingqing to summon him, just so that Lingxiao's subordinate Lingmo could see him.
Half a day ago, Bai Yunsheng and Lingqing quietly came to the Fengyu Palace and used the Divine Eye Technique to lay a trap. By the next day, Lingxiao and Bai Yunsheng entered the Fengyu Palace no longer, but the Eye Technique.
The Demon Locking Tower under disguise! Everything seen in the temple is an illusion.
Bai Yunsheng first deliberately let Ling Mo go to paralyze Ling Xiao with the information he told him; then he killed the leader of Yu Yanwei to show off his power; then he gave Ling Xiao the real golden flute for free so that he could completely relax his vigilance and increase his power.
Shang Lingxiao relied on his invincibility and thought that the situation was under control, so he didn't notice the illusion at all when he walked into the Fengyu Palace.
Unfortunately, once he came to the Demon Locking Tower, Bai Yunsheng became the omnipotent king.
He didn't intend to waste time explaining to Lingxiao. After several unsuccessful attempts to read the moon, Bai Yunsheng realized that he couldn't get any clues from Lingxiao, so he took the Snake King's Order from him and sealed it in the lock.
In the demon tower.
Half a day later.
Bai Yunsheng transformed into Lingxiao, and together with Lingqing held the perfect mercy flute, he announced to Tingyanlong: "Your Majesty Lingqing has returned to the throne, and the Lingyan tribe and the tribal alliance have divided the boundary, and from now on we will rule Tingyanlong together."
In just a few days, the fight that had troubled Tingyanlong for hundreds of years was settled. The surviving Lingyan tribe members were all happy and no longer had to fight against their former relatives and friends!
Seeing that the situation has been decided, Bai Yunsheng is also ready to continue on his way towards the dangerous Four Snakes Valley.
On the eve of leaving, in Fengyu Palace.
Lingbang knelt down on his knees and said in a loud voice:
"Sir, I will definitely keep the flute of mercy."
"Get up, Lingxiao has announced to the outside world that it is in seclusion, and the power is temporarily under your control. Just kill those stubborn elements of the Lingyan tribe, it will be a disaster if they are left here. I will find a way to solve the cultivation curse here as soon as possible. I hope.
Next time I come here, I will see a stronger Ting Yantaki.”
Bai Yunsheng restrained his indifference, and his tone became a little more comforting.
"Master, be careful all the way."
Only then did Lingqing really feel the sharp kingly aura in Bai Yunsheng's body.
He felt the turbulent wind around him, and when he looked up again, the man had already flown away in the distance.