Fengyunlu

Luoshen Peak, Jiuxia Stream.

Bai Ximo came here to find a solution for his beloved daughter, but he didn't want to be disturbed by two consecutive illusions.

Recalling what he had just seen, it seemed to be related to his Bai family, but he was at a loss as to what the connection was. In the end, he had no idea and wanted to move forward, but he had a feeling in his heart and looked deeper.

There was endless darkness, but there was a faint glimmer of light in the darkness. Bai Ximo's figure flashed and ran straight towards the light...

"This is......"

The cave is very deep, narrow on the outside, and there is a cave inside. It seems to be a cave, with many displays and displays, but it is so abandoned that time has passed.

Further inside, the light became brighter and brighter. Bai Ximo walked quickly, stretched his head several times and finally turned his head. The larger empty space was like a valley, but there was no sky and no ground, only a pool of water in front of him.

The light actually came from the water. Not only was there some treasure deep at the bottom of the pool, but the light shining on the water turned out to be a magical scene. Bai Ximo was surprised by this.

The brilliance flashing on the water surface turned out to be scenes from the past, as real as seeing them in person. Moreover, the pictures rotated from time to time, and scenes of what was heard and heard were transformed into scenes on the water.

"I have never heard of this place before, and I have never been to this place before. It is possible to unknowingly explore all the details of my life. It seems that there must be a great fortune lurking at the bottom of the pool, and maybe it can save Xiaoyu." Bai Ximo was surprised. Some expectations did not feel inappropriate at all because of this weirdness, which was already a bit abnormal.

"Huh?" Bai Ximo suddenly frowned. He looked for a long time and didn't see any danger, so he was about to go to the bottom of the pool to explore, but the picture at this time made him stop.

That scene seemed to have appeared three times. Each time, the thought of entering the pool to explore had just crossed his mind, and his previous fantasy had been cut off. Bai Ximo couldn't help but be curious, and stopped to take a closer look at the mystery of what happened that year. .....

There is a lot of excitement in the picture. It was invited by Feng Wanlin that year. The Xuanmen righteous people gathered in Fengsha Castle to add merit and blessings to the demon-slaying formation. Naturally, Bai Ximo was also there.

"Hahaha... Sect Leader Bai is in-laws after all. You and I are in the South China Sea together. I'll hurry up and be late, little brother." In the main hall, Bai Ximo waited leisurely, with a hearty smile that attracted many people. The disciples came into the hall.

"Haha, if Brother Mingtang is jealous, you might as well arrange a marriage for your daughter." Bai Ximo stood up with a smile and said a joke. The person coming was none other than his old neighbor of Cangyun Sect, Jiufang in Tianze Mountain. Qiu Jin, Qiu Mingtang, the master of the Water Pavilion.

The Jiufang Shuige sect has been in existence for thousands of years. The founder is Tianshui Zhenren, who is unparalleled in the world. He once went to the southwest wilderness alone, defeated the demon tribes at that time, and even killed the demon emperor. Although he returned from injury, he caused disaster. The demon clan in the southwest has not left the barbaric wilderness for three thousand years. Master Hou Tianshui created the Jiufang Water Pavilion in Tianze Mountain, and a thousand years later he was defeated and returned to heaven. Now the Jiufang Water Pavilion has been passed down for seventeen generations, and Qiu Jin is the master of this generation.

"Uncle Bai, if you keep making fun of me, maybe you will marry into Fengsha Castle and bully your Xiaoyu every day." A teenage girl next to Qiu Jin said with a smile.

"Hahaha......"

After everyone laughed, Bai Ximo pointed to the chair beside him: "Brother Mingtang, please."

Qiu Jin didn't respond. After the two sat down, they had a conversation. Suddenly, the key point came to the conversation. Qiu Jin raised his eyes and looked around. He lowered his voice and said seriously: "Brother Bai, I met someone on the way here. I learned that A strange thing."

"Oh?" Bai Ximo asked with a look on his face.

Qiu Jin continued: "I passed through Tianlang City yesterday. The city lord's mother was celebrating her birthday. The city was full of excitement. My daughter insisted on going to see it, but she couldn't resist and had to accompany her. As she watched, a group of people ran beside them carrying a box. However, there was nothing unusual at first, but when he turned around to leave, a slovenly man stopped the group, killed someone, and robbed the box. However, he did not take it away. Instead, he opened it in the street, took a look, and turned away. When the man started, The surge of true energy seemed to have a sharp edge, out of curiosity, I stepped forward and took a look after he left, and guess what I saw?"

Qiu Jin paused, then saw Bai Ximo's questioning eyes and continued: "The huge box contained a scabbard. The tattered and tattered sword was actually a token of the Jianyin Sect back then. I chased after him to see who this man was, but this man Gao Jue, I couldn't catch him, and later he disappeared and the box was carried away by a group of officers and soldiers."

Bai Ximo took a sip of tea after hearing this: "Of course you can't catch up with him."

"Brother Bai knows this person?" Qiu Jin asked quickly after hearing this.

"Yes, seventy years ago, my brother-in-law and I met once. At that time, he was a little delirious. After seeing the two of us, he immediately attacked me. At that time, even my brother-in-law couldn't take him down. Later, he broke through the air and left. I The two of them can't catch up with him either." Bai Ximo said with memories on his face.

Qiu Jin suddenly realized: "No wonder, but..."

Just as he was talking, two spiritual lights came one after another, and Bai Ximo and Qiu Jin each took them.

"Let's go, the Human Emperor is here, and we have to welcome him after all." The two of them had to give up mid-sentence, got up and led people to the main entrance of Fengsha Castle.

The Human Emperor is the lord of the human race. He is respected by all the people and protected by heaven.

When we arrived at the main entrance, there was a sea of ​​people. All major sects had arrived, greeting each other, and many chatting and laughing with each other, all waiting to welcome the Emperor.

At this time, Feng Wanlin and his wife were upright, looking ahead and waiting for their arrival. It is worth mentioning that there was an old man beside him and his wife. He was wearing a blue robe and had an upright face. He gave people a bottomless feeling when they stood there. It feels like even Feng Wanlin is faintly inferior.

This is Feng Yi'an, one of the Seven Saints of the Feng Family, and Feng Wanlin's uncle. The old man usually practices in the back hall, but he was also out and about during the grand event today. He came to take a look when he heard that the Human Emperor was coming.

Bai Ximo and Qiu Jin greeted each sect. Qiu Jin stood in the crowd, and Bai Ximo went straight to Daofeng Wanlin.

"The old man is here too," Bai Ximo and Feng Yian were familiar with each other and said with a smile as soon as they got closer.

"This child Chen'er has caused trouble for you." The old man meant what he said, and there was some gratitude in his words.

"Why should one family speak the same language? Besides..."

Just as he was talking, he suddenly saw a big flag fluttering and swinging towards the sand castle not far ahead. The flagpole held by the flag was inserted on a chariot. The chariot was pulled by eight horses. These eight horses The men in golden armor and red robes were so impressive. Eight people in the car also wore golden helmets, golden armor, red robes and cloaks, and held bright golden halberds. They each occupied their positions to protect the banner.

Behind the chariot was an army of two thousand men, arrogant and majestic in armor, guarding the dragon chariot in the middle on both sides. The leader was a young general, who could be said to be thirty or forty years old. He was wearing golden armor and his waist was With a sword hanging and a red cloak floating behind him, he was riding a tall horse in front of him majestically. This man was Feng Ling, the commander of the Human Emperor's Guards. He was also a master of the Xuanmen Heavenly Rank. He was Feng Wanlin's nephew, who had been trained by the Emperor many years earlier. Assigned by Emperor Yuan to be with the Human Emperor and responsible for his protection, more than ten years have passed.

After the Human Emperor, he followed Yin Taixu, the old master of Diyuan, and a group of disciples. Diyuan was established by the Human Emperor and had always governed the righteous way. The old master was also the master of the Human Emperor, so it was natural for them to join him this time.

Hu~~

A fast horse ran forward, and the general on the horse was Feng Ling. He raised his hands and clasped his fists in front of everyone and said like a loud bell: "The emperor is here in person, and I have specially ordered the general to pay homage to the seniors of Xuanmen."

Everyone returned the salute one by one, and Feng Ling then dismounted and knelt in front of Feng Wanlin: "The master of the house is on top, and the aunt is on top. Let me bow to you from my nephew."

Then he knelt down and kowtowed to Feng Yian: "Grandpa, my grandson kowtows to you."

"Okay, okay...get up quickly, let's go in with grandpa." As he said that, he pulled Feng Ling and walked in, completely ignoring what happened next.

"Grandpa, wait a moment, my grandson will be here shortly."

"Hahaha... Look how anxious this old man is." Bai Ximo laughed, and many people around him started laughing too...

......

"Here we come." Feng Wanlin said in a deep voice.

Then a team of two thousand people scattered on both sides. The dragon chariot stopped in the middle and a maid lifted the curtain. Then a person walked out of the dragon chariot. He was wearing a purple gold crown and a sea dragon robe. His face looked like light gold, his temples were like a knife cut, and his eyebrows were like a sword. Mo Bao, whose eyes are as bright as the stars, wears a large cloak, and gives off a domineering aura when he appears. He is none other than Emperor Ze. Di Ze is followed by a guard, holding a simple sword and using a yellow sword. Wrapped in cloth, it is probably the legendary Human Emperor Sword.

Emperor Ze walked up to him, bowed and saluted, and said to everyone, "I have the chance to meet all the Xuanmen immortals today. It is truly a blessing to my life. Please forgive me for waiting for so long."

These two sentences were very useful to all the Xuanmen sects. Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to return the courtesy one after another. Feng Wanlin also stepped forward at this moment: "It is our Xuanmen's fortune that the Emperor is here. Feng Mou welcomes you here, please move." step."

"Okay, I'd like to thank you, Master of Fengsha Castle." Emperor Ze nodded and followed the others into the Fengsha Castle...

At this time, the Human Emperor's team was standing by, and an old man with white hair and beard walked out of the army. It was Yin Taixu, the old master of Diyuan. When the old master saw the wind and the rain, he smiled happily, without any trace of his predecessors. shelf.

Feng Wanlin and his wife came forward to greet him: "Old Master, you are well. Junior Feng Wanlin has met my senior."

Yin Taixu patted Feng Wanlin on the shoulder, "You have suffered."

"Hey, it's hard to explain. We have things to do here, and I still have to go to Luoshen Peak. I would like to ask senior to make it easier for me." Feng Wanlin sighed, couldn't help but shook his head, and then thought of what happened next, and handed over to Yin Taixu. said.

"Easy to say, easy to say." Yin Taixu nodded, and it could be seen that he appreciated Feng Wanlin.

"Then thank you in advance. Please come in, senior, and we will discuss it in detail later."

"I'm not busy." Yin Taixu said, waving his hand to signal the accompanying disciples to go in first. Upon seeing this, everyone bowed to Feng Wanlin and walked in.

Bai Ximeng was a little confused, but seeing this scene, he also understood that the old master had something to say, so he bowed and turned to leave.

After she left, Yin Taixu's face straightened: "Nephew Feng Xian, I'm afraid something big will happen today."

"Oh? I wonder why the Grand Master said this?" Feng Wanlin looked confused.

"Come and see." Yin Taixu didn't show off, and a tattered scabbard appeared in his hand. If Qiu Jin recognized it naturally, this was the Jianyinmen token he had seen yesterday. .

"Where did the old master get it? Is this thing related to today?" Feng Wanlin was even more confused.

"Yesterday, the Lord of Sirius City personally delivered a box to His Majesty. This thing was in the box. According to what he said, a slovenly man killed him in the street and snatched the box without taking it away. He only glanced at it and left. He knew this. He is a member of the Xuanmen, so he does not dare to make arbitrary decisions when it comes to the Xuanmen. When he learned that I was going to the desert with the Human Emperor, I sent him here." The old master explained the reason.

Then he looked at Feng Wanlin and asked, "Nephew Feng Xian lives in Northern Xinjiang. Have you ever seen this person?"

"No, but I did see him seventy years ago, and he did some tricks at that time." Feng Wanlin didn't hide it.

The old master's eyes moved: "That's it. According to what I said, this sloppy man may come from Jianyinmen."

"Jianyinmen?" Feng Wanlin's eyes were shocked. Everyone knew that the Jianyinmen was destroyed three hundred years ago, but no one knew about the involvement, but they all knew that there must be a huge secret.

The old master did not answer, but took out a jade slip and handed it to Feng Wanlin.

"Really?" Feng Wanlin took the jade slip and entered it with his mind. After a moment, he showed a complicated expression, including anger, worry, and more of confusion. After a while, he returned to normal, still as arrogant as before, but His eyes were much deeper, and he was probably thinking about something.

"In recent years, you have been obsessed with your son. There are many things that you have not noticed. It is better to make plans in advance. But don't worry, no matter what, I will give you my full support. I came to the desert and specially invited the Human Emperor Sword just to think of one more thing. Guarantee." The old master's face was worried, as if there was something big that made him uneasy.

The two of them were silent, looking ahead and waiting for the coming wind and rain. The breeze in the desert was blowing their sleeves, making them look a little desolate under the blood clouds in the sky...

Suddenly the scene changed, and a black mist shrouded the desert. A figure passed by a small sand dune and headed towards the far north. It only landed a moment before it was blocked by a golden Buddha seal. Way to go.

"The bald thief is so annoying!!"

In the black fog, there was an angry curse.

The way forward was blocked, and while the black shadow was angry, it turned back helplessly and landed on the sand dunes.

At the same time, a murmuring old monk quietly turned aside.

"Amitabha, the benefactor's demonic obstacles are getting deeper and deeper, and he refuses to listen to good advice, so I have no choice but to find a benefactor."

"Bah! You stinking monk, please mind your own business. I don't want you to collect the corpses for my benefactor's family. How could I allow you, a bald donkey, to disturb me for more than half a month?" When the old monk appeared, the black figure became even more angry.

Listening to his insults, it seems that the two of them are old acquaintances, and they have some disputes in the past, but it is unknown what the cause is.

On the other hand, the old monk ignored the insults and just clasped his hands together and said softly: "Since the donor has mentioned Brother Moshan, we know that he entrusted him with his deathbed, and now..."

"Shut up! Grandpa, I only have an opinion. I don't need you to pester me. Get out of here and don't block my way again." The old monk was interrupted mid-sentence.

The dark figure didn't want to talk to him anymore. After he finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave again.

But what came was still blocked by a burst of golden light.

"Stinky monk! Looking for death!!"