Fengyunlu

"So it was her. No wonder she was so bold." There was an immediate buzz of discussion in the audience, with everyone discussing this sudden incident in a low voice.

After Bai Ximeng came on stage, she walked directly to Feng Wanlin, smiled at him, turned around and said to Wu Guang with a bit of anger and threat: "Master Wu, if you can't explain why you interrupted Brother Feng today, hmph."

At this moment, a handsome middle-aged man flew down from the viewing platform, apologized to the Golden Crow Emperor with a helpless look on his face, and bowed to the Human Emperor.

Wu Guang was so angry that he was about to lose his temper, but when he saw Cang Yun Sect's leader Bai Ximo coming and apologizing in person, he stopped losing his temper. Just when he was about to say something, he found that Bai Ximo's eyes were also cold.

"Just as my younger sister said, Brother Feng is a friend of our Cang Yun Sect. Master Wu, if you can't give a reasonable explanation, our Cang Yun Sect will seek justice for our friend." Bai Ximo said in a cold tone, obviously taking Feng Wanlin's matter very seriously.

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was boiling. Although Bai Ximeng's words were more aggressive just now, Bai Ximo's understated words were much more important. After all, Bai Ximo was the leader of the Cangyun Sect, and his words represented the position of the entire sect.

"It looks like there's going to be some good stuff to watch today." Someone said with an excited smile.

"I think we should stay away from it and not get involved." Someone suggested cautiously, and unconsciously stepped back.

Wu Guang, however, looked confident: "Haha, Sect Leader Bai is so righteous, today I, Wu Guang, will definitely convince everyone."

After saying that, he looked at the audience and said loudly: "Are you all curious about why I interrupted you suddenly? You may even be a little dissatisfied. However, if I tell you that Feng Wanlin is not worthy of being the Emperor of Xuanmen, will you be more shocked?" There was a hint of provocation in his tone, as if he was waiting for everyone's reaction.

Oh, this illusion is causing trouble again. Even I, Bai Ximo, was confused by it. It feels like a new version is possible. I was thinking about it when the illusion in front of me changed again. The ink flew like a snake, as if telling me some big secret. In a desolate place, there is an ancient city. It is so lonely next to a sea of ​​sand, as if singing a lullaby to the desert. This ancient city is neither big nor small. It is called Fengsha Castle. It is the lair of the Feng family's Xuanmen masters.

For the past hundred years, the Feng family has been like a warrior trapped in the desert, guarding the northern border and making the world give them a thumbs up. In this remote place, they silently protect everyone's safety, like a natural barrier that blocks the wind, sand and evil. In today's world, the trend of cultivating the truth is prevalent, and various sects have emerged. Although there is no god and demon scenery like in ancient times, it is also very lively, and everyone is scrambling to see who will ascend to heaven first.

There are many good guys and bad guys in Xuanmen. The good guys protect the people, while the bad guys directly bring disaster to the world. The two sides fight every day. Fengshabao is one of these sects. It belongs to the upright sect. Although its history is not as long as other sects, it is also well-known in Xuanmen.

It is said that the Feng family used to be an ordinary family in the northern border. They were talented in both civil and military affairs, and many high-ranking officials were born in the family. Later, some ancestor got lucky and learned some cultivation skills from a Xuanmen master. He then took his family members to practice together, and this was considered as officially joining the Xuanmen. However, perhaps because the ancestors were not very smart, or the skills they learned were not very good, the Feng family has never made much progress, and is only slightly better than ordinary people.

But just over 200 years ago, the Feng family had an extraordinary figure, Feng Wanlin. This guy alone could turn the world upside down and make the Feng family powerful in the Northern Frontier. Feng Wanlin was extremely smart when he was a child, and he was both civil and military. At a young age, he became a master of the Northern Frontier Xuanmen. He was simply a genius among geniuses.

This guy was quite crazy when he was young. He ran away from home at the age of 18 and went out into the world alone with the Snowy Night Flying Eagle Spear. Over the past years, he has fought with all kinds of heroes, fought with demons and monsters, and struggled on the brink of life and death. Finally, he finally achieved enlightenment.

After Feng Wanlin achieved success, he returned to the northern border and built Fengsha Castle in the depths of the desert. He taught his people to practice and protected the people. A hundred years passed in a flash.

One day, the desert in northern Xinjiang was like usual, with blood-red clouds in the sky and wild sand flying, as if something horrible was about to appear. This kind of scene would scare both ordinary people and masters of the mysterious sect. Suddenly, the illusion moved again, as if foreshadowing the coming of a new storm.

Swish~swish~swish~ swoosh~ Like two whirlwinds, the air was torn apart, and the sleeves of the robes were rustling. The desert, which was usually silent, suddenly appeared in the pitch-black night. A young man and woman wearing white bamboo hats and moon-white clothes appeared. They hurriedly flashed by, talking as they walked, and headed straight to the northwest.

"Sister, we've been walking for two days. Do you know the way?" The boy's voice was a little impatient and confused.

"Don't worry, this is not my first time here." The girl answered absentmindedly, but her tone was still firm.

The two walked very fast, and although they didn't make any extra movements, they had walked more than ten miles in the blink of an eye. But just when they stopped to chat, the girl suddenly turned around and returned to the starting point in an instant.

"Oh~ sister, could you have said hello in advance?" The boy didn't react immediately and braked suddenly, but the force was too strong, and the sand flew up high, making him covered in dust. When he returned to the starting point, his sister ignored him and stared blankly at a dead tree stuck in the ground in front of her, as if she had discovered a new world.

The boy also looked over curiously, but after looking left and right, he saw that it was just an ordinary rotten piece of wood.

"Oh..." The boy sighed, as if he was no longer surprised by this situation. He shook his head helplessly, sat down on the ground, and waited for the girl's reaction.

Not long after, the girl showed an expression of sudden enlightenment on her face: "Oh, that's right, last time my second uncle brought me here, we were here in no time."

"......" The boy frowned after hearing this. It turned out that she didn't know the way at all, which made him wander in the desert for two days. Although he was used to it, he was still a little crazy at this moment.

The boy didn't get angry, he just slapped his face with both hands, stood up helplessly, and slowly walked to the girl. When he was almost touching her face, he burst out: "Why didn't you say it earlier!!!"

This shout could probably be heard two or three miles away. But the girl acted as if she didn't hear it and just stared blankly ahead.

The boy turned around and was feeling bored when the girl came back to her senses and gently patted the boy on the back of his head: "What are you yelling about? Go and find someone to ask for me."

"We've been wandering around for two days, sister, and we haven't seen a single ghost. Where can we find anyone..." The boy suddenly stopped talking halfway, as if he remembered something, and turned to look towards the southwest.

"You said no, but here it comes?" As soon as the girl finished her words, she flew out, leaving the boy standing there in a daze.

"Hey!! Sister, please look carefully first...ah." The boy shook his head and sighed in his heart: "My sister must have been picked up by my father, right? This brain...ah, never mind."

Although he was helpless, he still chased after them quickly. After catching up, he grabbed the girl with his left hand, waved his right hand, and a lavender cloak appeared in his hand. He shook the cloak, and it instantly became larger, covering both of them. A flash of light passed by, and when he looked around again, there was no trace of them in the desert.

"Bai Laoqi, why are you pulling me?" The girl's voice sounded a little dissatisfied.

"Sister, can you please use your brain?" the boy said helplessly.

"Say it again!" The girl's voice became louder and more fierce.

"Shh..." The boy quickly made a gesture to keep quiet.

"Oh." The girl calmed down a little.

......

Under the cover of night, the sister and brother had just used the invisibility spell, and as soon as their figures disappeared, a mysterious figure wrapped in a black mist passed by a small sand dune less than ten feet away from them, and then ran towards the northwest. But as soon as he started, a golden light suddenly flashed in front of him, and a golden Buddhist seal appeared, blocking his way. "Damn! This damn monk is so annoying! He's haunting me!" The figure in the black mist couldn't help but curse, his tone full of anger and helplessness. However, although he was furious, he had to turn around and go back to the sand dune. At this moment, an old monk muttering to himself appeared silently beside him.

"Hmph! You stinky monk, stop meddling in other people's business! If it weren't for you helping my benefactor collect the remains, I would have taught you a lesson long ago! Don't bother me anymore!" The shadow became even angrier upon seeing the old monk, and started to curse. From what he said, the two seemed to know each other, and were involved in some old stories, but outsiders didn't know what they were. The old monk, however, looked calm, put his hands together, took a step forward, and said softly: "Since you mentioned Brother Moshan, you should also know his last wishes. Then please follow me back to Xumi Palace, and use magic to resolve your demonic obstacles, so that Brother Moshan can rest assured."

"Dream on! I have something important to do, to avenge my benefactor's family. I don't have time to be a monk with you! Get out of the way!" The black shadow interrupted the old monk before he finished speaking, his tone full of impatience. After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, but a golden barrier appeared in front of him, blocking his way. "Nonsense! I know my own business, you don't need to care about it! Get out of the way!" The black shadow wanted to leave again, but found himself trapped in a golden cage.

"Alas, your demonic obsession is getting deeper and deeper, and you won't listen to my advice. I guess I have to force it." The old monk flipped his hands and prepared to take action. The black shadow was blocked again and again, and was furious, "You stinky monk, you are looking for death!" The black fog around him began to surge, and a creepy biting sound came from it. Then, he shook his sleeves, and dozens of dark demons rushed out of the black fog and pounced on the old monk like hungry wolves.

When the old monk saw this scene, his face darkened, "I didn't expect that in such a short time, your demonic obstacles have become so serious. If it were any later, even if the Buddha himself came, he would be powerless to save the situation." As he said that, he waved his hand, and the Buddhist beads flew into the air, turning into eighteen golden Vajra Bodhi beads, rushing into the group of demons like a dragon.

With a hiss, a sharp sound cut through the air, followed by a crisp sound of a snap. Oh! Ouch! Ugh! Oh! Oh… screams mixed together, ghosts wailing and wolves howling. In the blink of an eye, ghosts were crying, evil spirits were wailing, and dozens of evil spirits and monsters were swept away by the golden light, just like snow under the sun, and disappeared in a flash.

Then, eighteen golden Bodhi seeds seemed to have grown legs. They spun around and flew back to the old monk, circling around him.

The shadow over there didn't seem to be surprised at all when he saw that the monsters had disappeared. He reached out and took out a black magic knife from somewhere, held it in his hand, and crossed it across his chest. He gestured with his left hand and asked the old monk fiercely: "Monk, I'm asking you again, will you let me go?"

"You are not sober, so of course I won't let you." The old monk shook his head slightly and said lightly.

"Okay!" The black shadow shouted, and scratched the blade with his finger, blood splattered everywhere, and the blood immediately melted into the knife. The devil's light knife was fierce, and red and black gas came out, like a hungry ghost crawling out of hell, greedy and cruel.

"This is..." The old monk's heart tightened. The murderous aura made him uneasy.

"You ruined my plan, I'll kill you first!" The black shadow took the opportunity to attack, rushing towards the old monk viciously. Although the old monk was confused, he had no time to think about it now. The black shadow's attack was fast and fierce, with gusts of cold wind, magic mist, and bloody murderous aura like a knife.

The old monk felt as if he was surrounded by a fishy smell, bloody evil rushing towards him, and murderous intent penetrating his bones. Although he had profound Buddhist knowledge and an indestructible body, he still couldn't stand the chill.

In a flash, the black shadow's knife was about to pierce the old monk's heart. The old monk quickly took a step back, and his left hand stretched out, shining with golden light, trying to block the black shadow's murderous aura.

But the shadow was faster, and the blade turned and went straight to the old monk's armpit. The red and black gas flashed suddenly, and the killing intent was even stronger, like two sharp teeth, biting directly into the old monk's mind.

At this moment, the old monk felt as if he was about to be defeated, and was shocked. However, his Buddhist skills were profound, and his golden body was solid, making people feel as if he could bite everything to pieces.

However, the old monk's reaction was also very fast. In the blink of an eye, his left hand changed rapidly and used the secret technique of Buddhism. Although the attack of the black shadow was fierce, the old monk used the Buddhist beads to block the evil spirit and took the attack of the black shadow himself. The black shadow was repelled, and the red and black gas burst out, breaking through the Buddhist seal, but the old monk still used the immovable skill to shake the black shadow away. Although a trace of breath invaded his body, he still calmed down.

Under the cover of night, a black shadow suddenly pounced over, but his purpose was not to really hurt anyone, he was just pretending to run away. The old monk saw this and thought the black shadow was going to run away, so he quickly made a Buddhist seal to stop him. Unexpectedly, the black shadow broke the Buddhist seal with a light wave of his hand. The old monk was stunned, thinking that the black shadow was not going to kill him, so he quickly took out the Buddhist beads, cancelled the immovable power, and tried to chase after him. But at this moment, a demon suddenly appeared from behind and gave the old monk a cold sword.