"It's strange. Could it be that Feng Feiyun led Ye Xiaoxiang into the mouse hole? All the young masters from the entire city of God could not find them." Dongfang Jingyue held the red jade pipa and slowly Walking from the town, she carried an aura of fairy spirit. Even though she was covered with a white gauze, she could not conceal her aura of elegance and wealth.
When the residents of the town saw the two of them, they all retreated to the corner of the street, and some even knelt on the ground.
Dongfang Jingshui said: "Not to mention the younger generation, I heard that the Beiming clan hired a ninth-grade wise master to figure out Feng Feiyun's whereabouts, but they couldn't figure it out."
"Hey, this guy's escape skills are top-notch. Fortunately, he is like this. Otherwise, if Beiming Potian found him, he would probably be beaten into a bear with his little ability." Dongfang Jingyue was stunningly beautiful and stood there. Before that ancient street, there was a feeling of standing out from the crowd. There was a complicated expression in her starry eyes, and she seemed to be guessing where Feng Feiyun was hiding.
Dongfang Jingshui said: "I heard that the ancient lost village above this town has reappeared. The head of the family ordered us to come and check. Just now I have seen several overlord-level geniuses from the younger generation, and they have also received the news. ."
"This town is not simple. It once left real people's footprints. Every time it appears in the world, it will cause huge waves. I don't know if anyone can break in this time."
The two of them drifted away and disappeared into the town, heading towards the reed field by the Jin River.
"It turns out that this small town is not so unknown. It should also be a secret place in the world of immortality. Many families with ancient inheritance know its existence." Feng Feiyun's spiritual consciousness spread cautiously towards the entire town. I found that there were several huge auras appearing in this small town today, and they were all cultivation overlords of the younger generation.
Even the Immortal Cultivation Forces at the level of the Yingou Family were alarmed. There will definitely be no shortage of powerful people attracted this time.
"Why are you standing at the door?" Ye Xiaoxiang was wearing a purple evening dress, with a white ribbon wrapped around her fair and slender neck. The bun on her head was a little loose, and her face had an air of pure elegance. Her temperament is like a pearl of purple orchid,
She was standing there, but she was already very charming, like a fairy concubine.
Feng Feiyun looked at her in a daze for a while, then came back to his senses, and secretly screamed something bad. Fortunately, she was relatively simple-minded. If she had taken advantage of her absence just now, she might have had an unexpected effect.
The sixth beauty of the Shenjin Dynasty is indeed the sixth beauty. Beauty is simply a disaster.
"You are so beautiful today." Feng Feiyun smiled and said,
Ye Xiaoxiang had heard this kind of words so many times that he had already become immune to it. With a faint smile on his lips, he said: "Let's go, we are not going to the ghost village today. Master Feng Tian wants to help people exorcise ghosts, but he hasn't done anything yet."
She blinked her eyes, a gust of fragrant wind blew past her face, and she was already walking ahead.
Feng Feiyun originally wanted to tell her that the town was very dangerous now, and many young talents were coming, and there might be Beiming Clan and strong men from the Dark Territory, but for some reason, he couldn't refuse her.
This feeling is very strange,
Naturally, Feng Feiyun would not think that he had fallen in love with her. To be more precise, it should be an appreciation of her.
She pursues freedom, dares to help others, and is not cold and arrogant. Behind this seeming weakness, there is a perseverance and a courageous heart.
Feng Feiyun has seen too many beauties, but he has never met one like her, which makes people admire and give rise to a sense of admiration.
"Oh my God, I won't become her fan." Feng Feiyun suddenly discovered that there are so many people who are crazy about her, even risk their lives, and respect her as a "goddess". This is not without reason. ,
Feng Feiyun followed and came to the bank of Jin River with Ye Xiaoxiang again. It was still the same place as last night, but now it had become a reed field.
Feng Feiyun opened the Phoenix Sky Eye and checked the surrounding space, trying to see if there were any clues to be found, but there was no result.
He gently listened on the ground again, and found that the strange sounds from the ground had also disappeared.
"Did you find anything?" Ye Xiaoxiang asked softly with her beautiful eyes shining.
Feng Feiyun stood up and shook his head. At this moment, his eyes froze and he started digging on the ground with his hands, digging out a "Vajra pestle" that was about to turn into iron slag. When I came out, the surface of the Vajra was covered with yellow rust, and the Buddha patterns on it had become blurry, but I could still vaguely see clearly that there were three words engraved on it,
"Bhikkhu Temple."
This is a quasi-spiritual weapon, but the spiritual energy inside has been completely lost, turning it into a piece of scrap metal.
"What is this?" Ye Xiaoxiang asked curiously when he saw Feng Feiyun staring at the scrap metal in his hand.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were full of disbelief, and he said: "This is a Buddhist instrument used by the three monks last night, the vajra."
"Impossible. The vajra in your hand has been buried underground for at least thousands of years. How could it be the Buddhist magical weapon of the three monks last night?" Ye Xiaoxiang said,
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said: "There is no mistake. The characters will change every once in a while. The characters separated by thousands of years have changed beyond recognition. But look at the three characters on this vajra. , which is exactly the text used by the Shenjin Dynasty in recent decades."
After Ye Xiaoxiang's eyes saw the three words "Bhikkhu Temple" on the vajra, he was stunned, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.
Feng Feiyun used Xiao Yan's calculations and dug and explored underground. Not long after, he unearthed another Buddhist mirror. This was originally a treasure, but it was half decayed and almost turned into mud.
This Buddhist mirror is also one of the magical tools of the three monks last night.
What happened after the three monks entered the ghost village last night? How could the Buddhist instruments on them be buried underground, and they have been buried for thousands of years?
"It's really hard to find anywhere through iron filings. It took no effort to get here. I actually found you here. Feng Feiyun, let me see where you are running away this time." A young talent wearing a white crystal armor came from Lin. He walked out, followed by two rather elderly people.
This is an incredible genius. He was originally attracted by the ghost village above the town, but he didn't expect to meet Feng Feiyun and Ye Xiaoxiang here.
Feng Feiyun threw two discarded Buddhist instruments on the ground, raised his eyes and stared at them, and said with a smile: "Who are you?"
"God Seat Tianhou Mansion, Gu Chuanfeng." This young talent put his hands on his back and stood on a hill, with strong spiritual energy fluctuations on his body, forming a cow shadow above his head, with a sacred cow sitting cross-legged. The sky is swallowing stars and spitting out the moon,
Shenzuo Tianhou also belongs to the Tianhou clan of the Beiming Clan. Gu Chuanfeng is the young prince of the Shenzuo Tianhou Mansion. His cultivation has reached the second level of destiny, and he is very famous in the city of God.
He originally led troops and was stationed at the border fortress, but he recently returned to the divine capital.
Feng Feiyun said with a sarcastic smile: "I have no enmity with you, why do you want to deal with me?"
"Just because you offended everyone Ye, you are my sworn enemy." Gu Chuanfeng said sternly: "Feng Feiyun, it's best to let everyone go obediently. Maybe I can keep your body intact."
The Divine Seat Tianhou Mansion and the Beiming Clan are on the same page. The Beiming Clan has ordered to get rid of Feng Feiyun. Even if Feng Feiyun does not take Ye Xiaoxiang away, Gu Chuanfeng will spare no effort to deal with Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun glanced at Ye Xiaoxiang slightly and asked, "Do you know him?"
Ye Xiaoxiang shook his head slightly,
Gu Chuanfeng has been away commanding troops all year round and rarely returns to Shendu. He has only seen Ye Xiaoxiang from portraits and has never been to Qianjin Yixiao Tower. It is strange that Ye Xiaoxiang knows him.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "Did you see that everyone else said they don't know you anymore? How could I hand her over to you?"
"You bastard, you dare to disobey even our little Marquis's words, you don't know whether to live or die." Behind Gu Chuanfeng, an old man with a white beard and white robe rose into the air, his body was like a big white bird, and his hands drew a huge The circle condenses into an array disk with a diameter of one hundred meters.
This is a third-level formation, with dense water patterns inside, intertwined with thousands of formation seals.
Gu Chuanfeng had a sneer on his face. He had long heard of the name of the Demon Son. He was ranked third on the "Epic World Ranking", but he had already been infected with the rotten blood of the King of Hell. His energy and blood must be constantly declining, and it was not enough. fear,
What a bullshit, the number one genius of the Jin Dynasty, he will suffer hatred in my hands today. If he kills the son of the demon, I will definitely become famous all over the world.
"Bang."
Feng Feiyun directly stretched out his hand, slapped it towards the sky, and made a palm print, which directly smashed the old man into pieces in the third-level formation. The old man was beaten to pieces, and blood spilled on the spot.
This was an old follower with the most important destiny, and he was beaten to death by such an understatement. Gu Chuanfeng's resentment towards Feng Feiyun deepened.
Two rays of fire burst out from Feng Feiyun's eyes, making the sound of a phoenix chirping, rushing out of his pupils, and flew in front of Gu Chuanfeng in an instant.
"Uh-huh."
Gu Chuanfeng is worthy of being the heir of Tianhou. He has mastered the secrets of the Hou Mansion. He stepped on the "God's Throne Streaming Light" and escaped the attack of the Phoenix Sky Eye.
But another old follower with the highest destiny standing behind him was not so lucky. Two killing rays from the Phoenix Sky Eye pierced his body, leaving two bloody holes in his heart as big as fists. Immediately kill him,
"You ran away quite quickly." Feng Feiyun said with a smile.
The two old followers are dead. These are two servants in the realm of destiny. Gu Chuanfeng said with a gloomy face: "The flow of light from the divine throne is the fastest in the same realm."