Under the green bamboo, there is only a solitary tomb, which looks particularly desolate and sad. Who would have thought that the woman in the tomb was once a magnificent beauty, who captivated the country and the city, and countless people regarded her as a goddess.
Who could have thought that the woman in the grave was once a peerless holy spirit. With a hand she stretched out her hand, the clouds dispersed and the mist dispersed; with a snap of her fingers, the earth shattered.
The death of the Holy Spirit is nothing more than a tomb.
The bamboo leaves fall, leaving behind a lot of melancholy in the world.
Feng Feiyun had some doubts in his heart and said: "Since you were not by her side at the time, how did you know what happened to her in her later years, what was your relationship with her, and who was the unfaithful man."
The Qingsha woman thought for a long time, then shook her head and did not answer Feng Feiyun's words.
She put down the broom, then crossed the bluestone bridge and walked into the Taoist temple, without saying a word from the beginning to the end.
What does she mean?
There are some things that people really can't think through, such as a woman's heart.
In the Taoist temple, the voice of the woman with green gauze came out, "I want to stay in seclusion for three days to recover from my injuries. You'd better not touch any of the plants or trees on Qinglian Lingshan, or you'll die. It's dangerous. If you want to dig for elixirs, you can go to the back yam fields to pick them."
The door of the Taoist temple is closed.
"Back Mountain Medicine Field." When Mao Wugui heard these words, he immediately raised his head and turned into a white light, flying straight towards the back mountain of Qinglianling Mountain.
The back mountain of Qinglianling Mountain is a large area of medicinal fields, some suspended in the air, some embedded in other spaces, and some present on the cliff.
Spiritual springs flowed out one after another to irrigate the medicinal fields. Most of the plants planted in them were rare elixirs, and almost all of them had been growing for tens of thousands, even one hundred thousand or even hundreds of thousands of years.
Feng Feiyun also went to pick a few elixirs that could restore the origin and strengthen the body. He did not over-pick. After taking the elixirs, his physical condition was initially stabilized.
Feng Feiyun returned to the bamboo forest again, looked at the jade monument, walked over slowly, and bowed respectfully to the tombstone three times, "I can't grow the bamboo shoots you gave me, so I can only bury myself."
This line of words was carved by the Holy Spirit. It contained the way of a Holy Spirit, intertwined with a kind of law of heaven. Feng Feiyun became more and more fascinated as he read it. Finally, he luckily sat cross-legged in front of the tombstone and began to comprehend the words on the jade tablet. road.
Every piece of grass, every tree, every stone, every inch of soil here is extraordinary, contaminated with the spirit of the Holy Spirit, leaving behind the Holy Spirit's teachings during his lifetime.
Especially that piece of jade tablet, it seems that it is not carved from jade at all, but condensed with a breath of the Holy Spirit. When you immerse your mind in it, you will find that it seems to be a vast void. , possessing endless mysteries.
In Feng Feiyun's body, a Holy Spirit inner elixir was suspended, releasing streams of Holy Spirit energy, rushing into Feng Feiyun's eyes, and comprehending the principles left on the jade tablet, his body seemed to resonate with the jade tablet. He became motionless.
Between heaven and earth, traces of the Holy Spirit began to move and flow into his body.
The inner elixir of the Holy Spirit in the body also began to grow slowly, and its light became brighter and brighter.
When Feng Feiyun was comprehending the Holy Spirit Way on the jade tablet, a group of young people came to the foot of Qinglianling Mountain. They were talents from all races, brightly dressed and wearing brocade robes. Among them were even the top of the Ancient Holy Demon Clan. Tianjiao, his momentum is like a mountain torrent, extremely powerful.
Although they are said to be young people, they are actually no longer young. They are just under a thousand years old, but their cultivation has already entered the realm of Ascension, and their combat power can suppress the older generation.
"It is said that this Qinglianling Mountain once had a holy spirit who lived in seclusion. It is a supreme treasure. Please don't make any noise or disturb the senior holy spirit here." A proud girl from the Demonic Butterfly Demon Clan walked among the crowd. In the middle, there is a pair of colorful thin wings on the back. The body is slender and exquisite, the breasts are tall and proud, the jade neck is long and the long colorful hair is swaying in the wind, which makes several elites and strong men of the demon clan look at him. Her beauty attracts.
A prince of the Golden Crow Demon Clan was walking in the front, with a rich blood in his body. He sneered, "I heard from the elders in my clan that the Holy Spirit who lives in seclusion on the Green Lotus Mountain was originally a Green Lotus, and later it took over the world. The essence, cultivated the body, transformed into a peerless beauty, but it is a pity that the Green Lotus Saint was a fool, and actually fell in love with a human man, but was deceived by the human man in the end, and died in depression."
A little princess from the Huiying Demon Clan, wearing black armor, with a pretty face and a cold face, said: "Fourth Prince of the Golden Crow, you actually dare to blaspheme the Holy Spirit, and you are not afraid of being punished."
The fourth prince of Jinwu laughed loudly and said: "The female saint Qinglian died three hundred years ago. At that time, blood rain fell from the sky and lamentations sounded from the earth. This kind of vision happened for nine days. Nine days later, Qinglian Lingshan Most of the spiritual energy was lost. At that time, everyone knew that Qinglian Female Saint had fallen. What is so terrible about a fallen Holy Spirit."
"Although the Green Lotus Saint has died, this is after all the place where the Holy Spirit once lived in seclusion. She must have left behind a lot of treasures. If you can get one or two of them, you will make a lot of money."
Someone proposed to go to Qinglianling Mountain to collect the treasures left by the Holy Spirit. Immediately many people agreed, and all the geniuses became excited.
The proud daughter of the Demonic Butterfly Demon Clan frowned slightly and said: "This is the place where the Holy Spirit rests. Maybe the spirit of the Holy Spirit is immortal. We'd better not disturb the tranquility here and disturb the ghosts and gods. That's not right. We can stop it."
The fourth prince of the Golden Crow wore a flaming battle armor, with eyebrows like swords, and said with a smile: "It's best to disturb the ghost body, so that this prince can dig out the bones of the Holy Qinglian. That is the body of the Holy Spirit, and its value cannot be compared with the spirit." Measured by stones.”
The proud daughter of the Demonic Iron Demon Clan sighed softly, and finally flapped her colorful butterfly wings and flew up.
"Humanoid Golden Ginseng."
"Colorful Baozhi."
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This group of talented heroes are all extraordinary. They all have spiritual weapons and treasures given by their clans. They have broken down many restrictions and poached some ten thousand-year elixirs. They all have bulging pockets and smiles.
"Hey, this is a spiritual spring. It's so rich in spiritual energy that it can be used to irrigate ancient medicine." The fourth prince of Jinwu laughed loudly, took out a blue vase, and took away the entire spiritual spring.
Finally, they arrived outside the Taoist temple.
A handsome man with three eyes between his brows and a pair of horns on his head showed extremely terrifying power on his arms and lifted up a staircase. "On this bluestone staircase is engraved the secret method of a book. There are eighty-four pages in total. This is a top treasure, so I just took it away, haha."
"There must be more treasures in that Taoist temple. Let's work together to open the door. Maybe we can find the legendary Holy Spirit Vessel."
At this time, someone discovered Feng Feiyun sitting cross-legged under the bamboo forest, "There is a man there who is meditating on the Holy Spirit."
"There is a tomb and a monument there. It can't be the place where the Saint Qinglian is enthroned."
Everyone looked towards the bottom of the bamboo forest. Of course, they immediately focused on the tombstone.
The fourth prince of Jinwu was a little excited and said: "That must be the place where the Holy Qinglian was enthroned. Her words are written on the jade tablet. This jade tablet must also be a sacred object."
"Who is that human being sitting cross-legged in front of the jade tablet?" said the little princess of the Huiying Demon Tribe.
The fourth prince of the Golden Crow snorted coldly and said: "This prince hates half-demon and humans the most in his life. If he dares to get in the way, then I will devour him and take away all his energy."
Some people felt that the fourth prince of the Golden Crow was too reckless and wanted to stop him, but when they thought of his extraordinary cultivation and talent, everyone felt that it was not necessary.
After all, with the cultivation of the fourth prince of the Golden Crow, he is indeed proud of himself.
The fourth prince of the Golden Crow strode into the bamboo forest without even looking at Feng Feiyun. His palms covered by iron armor pressed against the jade stele, but his hand had not yet touched the jade stele. The armor on his wrists, He was cut open by a wave of air, leaving a bloody mark on his wrist.
"Bang."
A piece of armor fell to the ground.
Feng Feiyun opened his eyes and said coldly: "If you dare to touch the jade tablet again, I will cut off your hand."
The fourth prince of the Golden Crow pinched his wrist and immediately became angry. This human dared to threaten him.
The Golden Crow Demon Clan is an ancient holy demon clan, much more powerful than the human race. The overlords among humans will be respectful when they see him, but this human being in front of him actually dares to threaten him.
This is something he absolutely cannot tolerate.
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability."
Red flames burned on the body of the fourth prince of the Golden Crow, and the feathered energy was flowing through his whole body. He struck Feng Feiyun with a palm, and the explosive power was extremely terrifying.
The Fourth Prince of the Golden Crow has reached the second peak of Ascension, and his power is extremely domineering.
Feng Feiyun pinched a Buddha seal with his finger and touched it directly on the palm of the fourth prince of the Golden Crow. The endless Buddhist inscriptions then rushed over and sent the fourth prince of the Golden Crow flying away.
The palms of the fourth prince's palms were so painful that they seemed to explode. There was an unconfident look in his eyes. How could this human being be so powerful?
It must be because of underestimating the enemy just now.
The geniuses of the demon clan outside the bamboo forest were also astonished. They knew better than anyone else the cultivation level of the fourth prince of the Golden Crow. It was the pinnacle of the second level of ascension. Even the third level human monks would probably not be his match. .
"Let me test his depth." The man with three eyes and two horns summoned a trident, which pierced through the void and slammed down on Feng Feiyun's back.
This is not an ordinary trident, but a fifteenth-grade spiritual weapon, inherited from ancient times, with extremely terrifying power. It is a powerful weapon of the "Three-Eyed Blood-Winged Ox" demon clan.
A Buddha ring appeared behind Feng Feiyun, blocking the Trident.
A stream of energy flew out from Feng Feiyun's fingertips, and immediately knocked the Trident away and stuck it diagonally on the ground. The force of the counterattack knocked out the powerful member of the three-eyed Blood-Winged Ox Demon Clan. His hands were numb from the shock.