I fell asleep to the westward journey

"Haha, these two fires should be enough to provide Fengzu with detachment." Lin Zheng didn't hold back, and directly sealed up a trace of the source of these two fires, and handed them over to Kong Xuan.

"This...thank you, boss!"

Dapeng looked excited and said sincerely.

Kong Xuan and Feng Nu also wanted to thank them, but they were all blocked by Lin Zheng.

"You should go to Nanming Volcano to provide Fengzu with these sacred fires quickly, and red tape can be avoided. But you need to remember one thing, if Fengzu succeeds in Nirvana, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble, so please tell me in advance, this yuan Take the divine talisman."

With that said, Lin Zheng took out a talisman.

"Okay, I'll ask the emperor to do it then." Kong Xuan took the talisman, but he was straightforward.

"The emperor is going to leave the island soon?" Feng Nu was a little curious. Lin Zheng said before that he was going to retreat, but now it seems that he won't go to retreat. "Well, originally I got the glazed hall of the Lantern Ancient Buddha and wanted to study it carefully, but now I have another thing to do."

The other thing that Lin Zheng said was not a big deal, but it was still somewhat important.

Among the group of people who came to donate fire in the past few days, one person presented a flame that was not bad. This flame was originally ordinary, but when you think about it carefully, it is full of something that is supreme.

This made Lin Zheng think of a person, a person who returned from chaos.

It seems that the person reported that it was a cave in the north of Kunlun Mountain.

Lin Zheng took a look at the weak water on the island, and the water level was a little shallow, so he just went to get some water back, so it was just a matter of passing by.

The most important thing was that when Lin Zheng slowly opened a gap in the coffin that day, he felt a trace of great fear from the depths of his soul.

Even the true spirit trembled a little!

After all, Lin Zheng was not a burning lamp transformed from the body of the coffin!

So Lin Zheng, just to be on the safe side, decided to wait a few more days until he entered the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal or when the three corpses became one to prove the Tao before exploring.

After sending Kong Xuan and the others away, Lin Zhengben wanted to turn into a rainbow and go to Kunlun, but after thinking about it for a while, it seemed that he hadn't ridden a dragon horse for a long time, so he smiled slightly and rode the unwilling dragon horse all the way. Then go to Kunlun.

Long Ma's speed was not slow, as if he had traveled through time and space, but within a short time, Lin Zheng and Long Ma had already arrived at the north of Kunlun Mountain.

According to the location left by that person, Lin Zheng lowered the intensity of his spiritual consciousness and slowly unfolded it to find that cave.

After all, unscrupulous spiritual scanning is very rude, and Lin Zheng is not the arrogant person.

Finally, under the scanning of Lin Zheng's spiritual consciousness, he found something unusual.

It seems to be an ordinary long river, but under the induction of Yaoyao's spiritual sense, it is a little different!

"Go, horse, go east!"

At this moment, a sigh of vicissitudes and loneliness came from a river named Wuxin River in North Kunlun.

"The odd number, is it finally here?"

Following the sound, there is an old man with green eyebrows sitting on a small boat.

I saw that the air of vicissitudes of time permeating the whole body of this green-browed old man was terrifying.

The spirit of the years!

This is a ray of breath that can only be produced after countless vicissitudes of life.

The spirit of time is too rare.

There is no tricky way to obtain the spirit of time, only by the baptism and precipitation of countless years!

This comes from time, and this is the testimony of time to every living being!

This green-browed old Taoist seems to be the oldest person who has survived countless years since the beginning of the world.

The green-browed old man was floating in the river in a flat boat.

And outside his boat.

Every time the tide rises and falls in the river, in a trance, there seem to be countless magical pictures flashing by.

However, the green-browed old man was not surprised.

High above the sky, a young emperor dressed in the emperor's crown robe is looking for something.

The young emperor hangs the long sword of killing immortals from his waist, straddles the dragon horse, and his whole body is like a holy sword, piercing through the sky, rushing towards the fighting horses, with the purple energy following him for [-] miles behind him!

It has its own supreme majesty, which is enough to frighten all beings in the world!

"Here, it seems to be that strange place."

The young emperor showed curiosity, and then patted the dragon horse under his crotch: "Horse, step forward and have a look."

Longma's feeble voice followed: "Understood, master."

But seeing the dragon horse stepping out without any movement, it has come to a river from high above the sky.

Ryoma looked at the river in front of him.

With its Daluo Jinxian's cultivation base, just one glance is enough to see the river from bottom to top.

But no matter how it looks at it, there is nothing unusual about this river.

Apart from the three big characters Wuxinhe engraved on the stone tablet beside the river, Ryoma couldn't find any other useful information.

In its eyes, this is an ordinary river.

Ryoma looked at the figure of his master with some doubts.

My master, what mystery did I discover?

I saw that Lin Zheng had already come to the river, but he stopped there, frowning and not saying a word.

It seems that he has encountered something that even he, the Hunyuan Ninth Heaven, can't figure it out!

In the eyes of Longma, this is just an ordinary river.

But in Lin Zheng's view, this long river is different!

Since he beheaded the three corpses and attained the realm of the Hunyuan Nine Heavens, there are very few people who can have secrets in front of his eyes in this prehistoric world, all things and all spirits.

But at this moment, an inconspicuous river can make him, a strong man of the Hunyuan Ninth Heaven, unable to see through its essence!

In Lin Zheng's eyes, this long river is like a dream and an illusion, half hidden and half visible, it's hard to get a glimpse of its hidden true face!

"This is……"