The underground temple is dark and dim, full of moisture and gloom. Although there is a Buddhist candle on a Buddhist pagoda in the distance, the light still makes it impossible to dissolve the darkness here.
No one knows why a Buddhist candle is still burning in a temple that has sunk into the ground for thousands of years. It is like a radiant lotus platform on the ground, moving forward step by step on the ground.
The shape of the lotus platform is exactly the same as the footprints!
There are two people standing on the lotus platform, they are Feng Feiyun and Dongfang Jingyue!
These two enemies who were originally incompatible were now close to each other. Although Feng Feiyun had just grown up, he was not weak in physique, with a broad chest and a height of seven feet. He was half a head taller than Dongfang Jingyue.
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The lotus platform for crossing the formation is too small, and it is not enough for one person to step on it. What's more, two people are squeezing onto it at this moment. Dongfang Jingyue is standing in front of Feng Feiyun, but her posture is as if she is leaning against him.
in the arms.
Dongfang Jingyue wore a white veil and had a calm appearance. She seemed to have forgotten her hatred. However, Feng Feiyun knew that if it weren't for his proficiency in formations and deductions, he would have become her subordinate long ago.
Dead soul.
"Feng Feiyun, is it possible that all the children of your Feng family have already reached your level of research on pattern patterns?" Dongfang Jingyue finally couldn't suppress her curiosity and asked with a solemn expression.
Feng Feiyun first burned the Corpse Refining Altar and suppressed the three ancient corpse monks, and now he burned the Lotus Platform of the Crossing Formation, allowing him to walk calmly between the Blood Sea Formation and the Lost Traces Formation.
These two methods alone are unheard of, and even the current formation masters may not be proficient in them, but in Feng Feiyun's hands, they are as easy as picking them up.
If all the children of the Feng family were really so great, then it would be simply terrifying.
As a nobleman of the Silver Gou family, Dongfang Jingyue naturally has the responsibility to kill all threatening forces for the family. If the Feng family is really so powerful, then it must be eliminated before it truly rises.
With the strength of the Silver Gou family, even if a hundred Feng families were to be destroyed, it would be easy.
Feng Feiyun is so smart, he can tell what Dongfang Jingyue is thinking as soon as he opens and closes his eyes, so he smiled and said: "Where can there be, how can there be such a strange skill, unless it is a person with great talent, otherwise we can't
The elders of the Feng family will never allow their children to study. After all, practicing these heretical practices will delay your cultivation!"
Then he said: "Obviously I am a very talented person. Haha!"
"That's why your cultivation level is so low. It seems that your elders, Feng Clan, are worried for a reason." Although Dongfang Jingyue was mocking Feng Feiyun, she also let down her guard a lot.
Of course, nine out of ten of Feng Feiyun's words cannot be believed. Dongfang Jingyue will naturally be wary. Once she leaves Cangsheng Cave, she will definitely investigate the matter thoroughly so that she can truly feel at ease.
Feng Feiyun didn't take her ridicule to heart at all. After all, his cultivation time was still short, and he really couldn't compete with her. If he had practiced for ten or eight years, he would never have been able to escape in front of her.
Even the shoes were gone.
"Shh! Did you hear anything?"
Feng Feiyun listened carefully and felt something dripping next to him. He was so happy that he stepped on the lotus platform and jumped out. He reached out and grabbed a drop of crystal dew and put it into the palm of his hand.
This drop of dew fell from an ancient tree next to it that had died for thousands of people. It rolled down from the cracks in the brown bark. It was full of spirituality and vitality. It was originally going to fall into the ancient well, but
However, Feng Feiyun noticed it in advance and caught it from the air.
"Such a powerful spirit, could it be a drop of spiritual spring?" Dongfang Jingyue was extremely excited. She directly pointed at Feng Feiyun's wrist, forcing Feng Feiyun to open his palm, and then gave the drop of dew to
Seized it.
"It is indeed a drop of spiritual spring." Dongfang Jingyue held the spiritual spring in the palm of her hand as if there was no one around. There was a shadow of a little girl lying in the spiritual spring as big as a grain of rice. She seemed to be sleeping soundly and looked very peaceful.
Of course, this is not a real little girl, she is just the condensed spirit in the spiritual spring.
Feng Feiyun came to Cangsheng Cave Mansion just to look for the spiritual spring and improve his cultivation. How did he expect that after finally getting a drop of the spiritual spring, it changed hands.
"I didn't expect that a big shot in the Yingou family would actually commit such a robbery." Feng Feiyun pinched his wrist. Dongfang Jingyue, this damn woman, was so cruel that she even pointed out the wrist.
A bloody hole.
"The ancestor of our Silver Hook family is really a robber!"
Dongfang Jingyue naturally wanted to get the spiritual spring to break through the realm, but it was absolutely impossible to return the spiritual spring to Feng Feiyun. She raised her starry eyes slightly and looked up to the sky, staring at the dead old tree.
, the spiritual spring will drip down from this ancient tree, there must be something weird in it.
This ancient tree is 138 feet tall and 4 feet and 5 feet in diameter. Its surface is as dry as loess on the ground. Many places on the trunk have been weathered and riddled with holes.
The vitality of this tree had been cut off thousands of years ago, so how did the spiritual spring come into existence?
You must know that Lingquan is a wonderful medicine in the world. If a mortal takes one drop, he can live to be two hundred years old. If a cultivator takes one drop, it will not only be able to temper the bones and strengthen the body, improve the cultivation qualifications, but also have huge benefits in breaking through the realm.
Being able to get even a drop of it is considered a great blessing.
Feng Feiyun is also looking for clues. After all, if he can find the place where the spiritual springs gather, he will really make money.
Feng Feiyun's eyes finally locked on the ancient yellow mud well under the ancient tree. If Feng Feiyun hadn't taken action just now, this drop of spiritual spring would have fallen into the ancient well, so this ancient well would definitely not be simple.
Initially, Feng Feiyun didn't think there was anything wrong, but after looking at the ancient well a few more times, the more he looked at it, the more he felt a tightness in his chest, as if his internal organs were about to burst.
"puff!"
Feng Feiyun was shaken all over, his chest hurt sharply, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Unexpectedly... I can't even look at it. What secrets are hidden in this ancient yellow mud well?" Feng Feiyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Not only did he not shrink back, but he became more and more excited.
Dongfang Jingyue sneered: "Things who don't know whether to live or die, don't you know that there are many taboos in this world? You can't even think about them, let alone look at them."
"The more taboo the place is, the more worth the risk. Maybe the ancient yellow well is full of spiritual springs. If you get a well of spiritual springs, how many strong practitioners will you have to cultivate? Don't say
A Yingou family, even the entire Shenjin dynasty, can subvert it!" Feng Feiyun said boldly.
Dongfang Jingyue hurriedly pinched Feng Feiyun's neck and whispered: "You don't want to die. Emperor Jin's cultivation level is Tongxuan. When he opens his eyes, he can see things within a million miles, and he can hear things ten thousand miles away with one ear."
Birds are singing thousands of miles away. If he hears what you said, not to mention you, even the nine members of your Feng family will be executed."
"Ahem!" Feng Feiyun's neck was so painful from being pinched by her, but he still smiled and said: "Don't worry! Dongfang is timid. Although Emperor Jin's cultivation is powerful, he will never be able to detect this with his spiritual sense.
Come to the underground temple, you’re so nervous!”
Dongfang Jingyue then released Feng Feiyun and said in a cold voice: "Your mouth is really mean. You'd better remember what I just said, otherwise you will die sooner or later. In that ancient yellow mud well
There is a weeping spirit coming out. I don’t think it looks like a well of spiritual spring, but more like a well of corpse water. You’d better not act rashly.”
Dongfang Jingyue was naturally afraid that after Feng Feiyun died in the ancient well, no one would be able to burn the Lotus Platform of the Crossing Formation, so he issued a warning.
Feng Feiyun has noticed this a long time ago, which is why he has not taken action yet. But if he gives up the possibility of a well of spiritual spring just because of a feeling of weeping, it will be even harder for Feng Feiyun to do it.
arrive.
At this moment, a large number of heavy footsteps came from the darkness.
"Third uncle, what the hell kind of place is this? Twelve of the fifteen guardians of our Feng family have already died... Could it be that we are all going to die here?" A middle-aged man's voice sounded.
"Shut up, as long as we don't encounter those ancient corpse monks again, we will definitely...walk out of this temple." An old voice yelled angrily, but his words didn't seem very confident.
"But the seventh uncle was bitten to death, the sixth uncle was cut into pieces... and Feng Xiaolin was dragged into the Buddhist temple. Only a pile of bones were thrown out, and..." the middle-aged man said.
Fifteen guardians of the Feng family chased Du Shougao into Cangsheng Cave, and also broke into this temple by mistake. However, their luck was not as good as Feng Feiyun's, and they broke into the main entrance of the temple directly. Eight people were killed on the spot.
Those ancient corpse monks divided the corpses.
The remaining seven people fled towards the temple and encountered various strange creatures. In the end, only three people were left, and they were all seriously injured and were running towards Feng Feiyun and the other two.
Came over.
"Uncle Third, there is someone in front of me." The middle-aged man shouted with joy.
The three of them quickened their pace and ran towards Feng Feiyun and the two of them panting, as if they had seized the last glimmer of hope.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were fixed on the old man in front of him, and he was slightly surprised. The heavy armor on this old man's body had long been taken off, and he was only wearing the white robe of the Feng family, with an ancient pine embroidered on the white robe.
, with three black words "Feng Yizhi" engraved on it.
"Feng Yizhi" is the name of this old man.
Feng Feiyun was stunned when he saw this name. His biological grandfather was Feng Yizhi.
It was naturally impossible for Feng Feiyun not to recognize his own grandfather. After all, he had seen him several times when he was a child. However, although Feng Yizhi had taken off the heavy armor, he had not taken off the black iron helmet on his head.
, blocking most of his face. If you don't identify it carefully, it's naturally impossible to recognize him.
Under Feng Feiyun's influence, Feng Yizhi had never been in such a state of embarrassment before, and he didn't know what terrible thing they had encountered.
"It's a master of the Silver Gou family. We can be saved now." The middle-aged man recognized the token on Dongfang Jingyue's waist, and his words were full of respect.
"A master of the Silver Gou family?" Feng Yizhi naturally knows the power of the Silver Gou family better than the two juniors. He must act humblely in front of the Silver Gou family. The head of the Feng family has already explained this.
If this woman wants to wear a white jade and silver hook order, she is definitely a noble of the Silver Hook family. She must not neglect the etiquette at all. She must kneel down and bow down when necessary, otherwise it will be disrespectful.
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I have just recovered from a serious illness, and my head seems to have been burned. I am in really bad shape today, and I feel like I haven’t written well, so I have only written two chapters. I will adjust my status tomorrow, and I will update more, more, more, more, more, hehe!
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