Fengyunlu

"Little guy, this is not the place you should come to." A majestic and vicissitudes of voice echoed on the silent cliff. That dry palm seemed to reach out from nothingness, and gently pointed at Feng Chen's eyebrows. Feng Chen felt a powerful force pouring into his body instantly, and his whole body seemed to be swallowed up by this force instantly, turning into a ball of white mist, floating gently on the cliff.

At this moment, all thoughts and perceptions seemed to be scattered by this force, and Feng Chen's consciousness became hazy and fuzzy. He seemed to be in an endless void, with no roots, no form, no origin and no destruction. He didn't know where he came from or where he was going. This feeling is like a corner forgotten by time, an edge abandoned by space, everything becomes so distant and blurry.

However, amidst this feeling of being about to be forgotten by the world, there was an unyielding obsession flickering deep in Feng Chen's consciousness. He tried hard to grasp this obsession and regain his existence. He began to struggle and resist the force that was devouring him.

"I...who am I? Where am I?" Feng Chen suddenly woke up and was pleasantly surprised to realize that it was Aunt Long's voice. However, his body had dissipated and turned into white mist. Although he could hear and sense everything around him, he was unable to respond or take any action. He could only listen silently to Aunt Long's calling as it faded away, unable to answer or get closer.

This feeling of powerlessness made Feng Chen feel more and more sleepy. He tried to struggle, but he had nowhere to go. Finally, he felt dizzy, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss. There was darkness all around, the thick white mist had disappeared, and the strong tiredness had also been swept away.

He found himself in a void, with nothing and nothing to think about. There was darkness before his eyes, as if his eyes were closing and opening, and the scene presented by the closed eyes contained nothing and nothing that could be described. It could only be called nothingness.

Feng Chen didn't know how long he had been falling, nor how deep he had fallen. He only felt that the surroundings were getting quieter and quieter, eerily quiet and terrifyingly quiet. This extreme silence made him uneasy, and he began to feel flustered and impatient.

Even though his innate spirit possesses miraculous power, he seems to be stretched to the limit at this moment. The pressure around him was getting heavier and heavier, making him gradually become irritable. He started calling Aunt Long, Uncle Lei and others, but no one responded. This loneliness and helplessness made him feel desperate.

However, at this moment, a cold thought surged deep in his heart. He began to struggle, trying to escape this state of nothingness. I don't know where it started, but ripples appeared, swaying and drifting into the distance. He felt that he was in it, something seemed different.

The falling feeling gradually slowed down, and the surrounding void began to ripple. He felt a sense of emptiness, dim but not static. At this time, his consciousness gradually calmed down and he was no longer so irritable and panicked. Everything around him gradually became more alive.

The aura of darkness gradually became clearer, and the feeling of nothingness became farther and farther away. The ripples became stronger and stronger, growing from small to large, and then from large to strong. He felt himself being swayed from side to side, and the falling feeling slowly stopped. It was as if he was in a pool or an abyss. He couldn't open his eyes, but he could truly feel everything around him.

He wanted to move, but he had no arms or legs, only his mind wandering around. Suddenly, he heard Long Tiexin's voice. The voice was distant yet close at hand, resounding in his heart and all around him. He responded subconsciously, as if murmuring in his sleep.

The next moment, the voice that had been calling finally responded. Long Tiexin's voice came very clearly: "Good boy, Aunt Long is here." As this voice came, Feng Chen felt his surroundings change, and the feeling of emptiness disappeared fleetingly. In the alternation between night and day, he suddenly fell into a clear pool, feeling comfortable all over.

However, when he opened his eyes, he found himself in nothingness. He clearly felt that he was in a clear pool, but there was nothing around him, only the water splashing up and down. He began to wonder if he was still in a hallucination, but soon he got a response.

Long Tiexin's voice came again, very clear: "Chen'er, don't worry, let's listen to Aunt Long first." Although Feng Chen was a little confused, he was sure that the voice was Long Tiexin. And Long Tiexin responded to him again, explaining the previous incident.

It turned out that an accident occurred during body refining, and his soul and body were destroyed. At this time, the hall master couldn't escape, so someone and Aunt Long teamed up to save him. Hearing this, Feng Chen couldn't help but laugh at himself. He went through several twists and turns in refining his body, and he was about to succeed, but something unexpected happened again. However, he didn't give up and decided to see what else happened next.

As soon as he thought about it, he couldn't help but ask: "What can Chen'er do?" The person who responded to him was not Long Tiexin, but Zhuang Mo who was standing beside him. Zhuang Mo told him to be patient and everything will go well, just wait. If there is any need to use it, I will naturally explain it in detail.

Although Feng Chen had some doubts in his heart, he still chose to believe it. He began to sense the surrounding scene and found that his spiritual thoughts could slowly be revealed. He found himself in a clear pool, and his whole soul had condensed into a vermilion Yuan Dan. He felt that his consciousness was connected with Yuan Dan's bloodline, as if they had become a whole.

At the same time, he also discovered that the surrounding lotus terraces exuded a familiar aura, which was quite similar to the fragments of his Feng family's scrolls.

There is an ancient legend recorded in the fragmentary scrolls of the Feng family about a mysterious lotus platform that can interact with people's soul and help them practice. Could it be that the lotus platform he was currently standing on was the legendary mysterious thing?

In order to verify his guess, Feng Chen began to carefully feel the aura of the lotus platform, trying to establish contact with it. As time went by, he gradually felt a wonderful resonance between his soul and the lotus platform. It was as if a warm force surged out from the lotus platform, nourishing his soul and making his consciousness clearer.

Feng Chen understood that this was his opportunity. With the help of this mysterious lotus platform, he may be able to regroup his body and regain his life. With a grateful heart, he continued to interact with the lotus platform and looked forward to the changes in the future.

Sure enough, under the nourishment of the lotus platform, Feng Chen's soul gradually grew stronger and his consciousness became clearer.

A strong desire surged in Feng Chen's heart, as if he wanted to touch the high hanging hope. He mobilized his newly recovered spiritual thoughts and tried to activate the power of Yunhuang's bloodline in his body, hoping to crack the divine weapon and refine and fuse it with the lotus platform created in the Divine Pot Chapter. However, just when his idea was born and his spiritual thoughts started to move, Zhuang Mo's voice came slowly: "You are greedy, but you can't move on this divine pot chapter at this time."

Feng Chen was exposed by Zhuang Mo's words, but he did not feel embarrassed in his heart. Instead, he continued to ask: "Oh? Then why?" His tone was full of determination and curiosity, and he seemed to feel that he could not refine the Divine Pot Chapter immediately. Puzzled.

Zhuang Mo explained with a smile: "Your body is broken and needs to be reincarnated. Although the benefits of the divine thunder body refining will not be lost, it is still regrettable that it was not completed at the last moment. In addition, your blood has become a pill at this time, and it has condensed You need to be extremely careful during the transformation, and naturally you can no longer refine the body. Therefore, you need to use the power of the seven sages to transform the body into the divine pot. Among them, the divine pot chapter is particularly important. If you refine it, we will not say whether it will be successful or not. How should I grant the cauldron now?"

Although Feng Chen was young, Zhuang Mo's words made him fall into deep thought. He tried to understand the mystery, but he couldn't help but feel anxious: "If it is refined, the divine weapon will not grow old or the Yuan Dan will be immortal. Is it possible to transform the seven sages into bodies like this?" His words revealed his thoughts on refining. Desire and expectation for the success of the Seven Sages' incarnation.