Shock!The apprentice is the king of the mountain

That is... the mysterious ice coffin!

Shen Feng took a few steps forward, stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhu Yizhi, and immediately stomped his feet. He turned his head to look at Zhu Yizhi, but saw that she took out a piece of grass from nowhere, picked her teeth, and did not move forward.

Just when he was wondering, he listened to a candle and said, "Feng'er, Feng'er, I can only help you here."

After listening, Shen Feng was even more confused, "What are you talking about?"

Zhu Yizhi didn't answer, but stood behind Shen Feng by mistake, stepped back from him slightly, and said: "Go, he has been waiting for you for a long time."

Faintly, Shen Feng seemed to understand something. He looked at the mysterious ice coffin in the middle of the cave again, clenched his hands tightly, as if he was firm, and then walked slowly towards the mysterious ice coffin step by step. The closer he got, the more uneasy Shen Feng felt.

Could it be Ah Zhao?

After experiencing the impermanence of the ghost place, when Lian Zhao is real and sometimes false, it is difficult for Shen Feng to believe that there is really someone in the coffin. He is afraid that there will be a Fenggu God with Lian Zhao's face coming out of this coffin. Shen Feng really didn't want to go through the ups and downs again, his fragile heart couldn't bear this kind of unreasonable stimulation.

After a while, he approached the Xuanbing coffin. There were no seals or huge chains that he had ever seen around the coffin. The whole coffin lay quietly in the center, and the coffin lid was tightly closed on top. Feng didn't think it was too familiar. That day in the ghost place, there was also such a bright cave with a black ice coffin in the middle. He opened it and found Lian Zhao lying inside, but he was not happy for a moment, Lian Zhao turned into Fenggu God in vain , Shen Feng couldn't understand this wave of operations.

Then this time, will it be such a ghostly operation?

Shen Feng clutched his chest with lingering fear, the heart in his chest was throbbing and restless.

At this time, the voice of a candle came from behind, "The coffin is not the god of Fenggu, but the bright moon."

Shen Feng was startled, is it really Ah Zhao?

Zhu Yizhi said again: "His life is not long. I put him in the black ice coffin according to what he said, and hung his remaining breath in the coffin, in order to find you and see him for the last time."

Shen Feng suddenly opened his eyes wide, "What does the last side mean?"

Obviously when they parted, Ah Zhao was still fine, Shen Feng wanted to say so, but at that time Lian Zhao stayed in the ghost place alone and sent him away with thaumaturgy, and he left Lian Zhao alone in the ghost place to face so many Terrifying and terrifying monsters, even more terrifying than the monsters, Fenggu God.

"Shen Feng, I wonder if you are interested in hearing me tell a story." Zhu Yizhi leaned against the rock wall, stared at Shen Feng, and said with a rare seriousness: "A story that you only know the beginning but does not end. This story has something you don't know. the other side."

Hearing this, Shen Feng's heart tightened suddenly, for no reason, he felt that the story Zhu Yizhi was going to tell next was related to him.

Zhu Yizhi walked over slowly, and she said as she walked: "When the world was created, the sky was blue and the mountains and rivers fell thousands of miles away, and each of them gave birth to their own gods and performed their duties. Among the mountains, there was once a mountain with thousands of miles of peaks and misty mist. Wushan, Wushan has a master, named Mingyue, is a god born with the aura of heaven and earth, and lives and dies because of thoughts. This god is in charge of Wushan for thousands of miles, and is subject to the surrender of demons. The trouble is because of the feud between Yihei Flood Dragon and Fenggu God, the head of the monsters."

When she approached, she stopped talking, and Shen Feng couldn't help asking: "You mean Lian Zhao? Ah Zhao...is he really not human?"

Zhu Yizhi looked noncommittal, lightly brushed the black ice coffin, slowly pushed the coffin lid, and continued: "The gods are not immortal, they have to suffer from rebirth every thousand years, and they can be reborn, and this time of rebirth is also When the gods are most vulnerable, just one ant is enough to bite the gods to death, so at that time, the gods have to return to their own temples to recuperate, and they can only leave the temples after the dangerous period."

"Although Mingyue is unruly and unrestrained, he is different from other gods, but he still has to endure the pain of being reborn, so he returned to his temple, and the place of his temple is the current ghost place. But when he was weak, he was stared at by demons with evil intentions. On the way, before leaving the realm of mortals, he was seriously injured by an attack and fell into a peak of the Wushan Mountain. Fortunately, he was rescued by kind people and put him at home to recuperate."

Zhu Yizhi looked at Shen Feng: "Speaking of which, you should know why Mingyue became Lian Zhao, right?"

Shen Feng was confused when he heard it, and said: "I don't know."

Candle Yizhi: "..."

"Mingyue was injured and turned into a young child due to weakness. She was picked up by Lian Wudi who was passing by. At that time, Miao Xin, the witch of the Moon Worship Sect, lost her beloved son and lost her sanity. Lian Wudi pretended to be real. Mingyue sent Mingyue to Miao Xin as Lian Zhao. The real Lian Zhao accidentally slipped and fell off a cliff and died when she was less than six years old. Mingyue woke up and learned about this, and decided to hide it to the end. I don't know that he is not the real Lian Zhao."

Shen Feng finally understood a bit: "So, Ah Zhao is really not the son of my elder brother, but the mountain god of Wushan?"

Zhu Yizhi nodded and said, "That's true."

Shen Feng said again: "Then how do you know this? What is your connection with Ah Zhao?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yizhi turned his head to look at Shen Feng, and smiled, "Maybe if I change my appearance again, you will understand better."

After all, she brushed her sleeves over her face, followed by a pretty face with a slight smile, it was Sui Ling who she had seen before!

Shen Feng couldn't help being surprised: "It's you!"

Before Zhu Yizhi could open his mouth, Shen Feng roared again: "What the hell do you two have any special preference for changing faces? Just change your face if you disagree, can you just put your own face on your face and change back and forth like this? People are being tortured crazy by you! You won’t change your face if you bully me, will you?”

As soon as his words fell, Sui Ling changed the subject and said: "Shen Feng, now is not the time to talk about this. You just asked me how I know about Mingyue. In fact, I have seen these things with my own eyes. I used to be the god of Mingyue." So, what he has experienced, I am naturally very clear, but now I am not."

Shen Feng grasped the point, "What do you mean 'I'm not now'?"

Zhu Yizhi said: "It's very simple, Mingyue is no longer a god, so I am no longer an envoy bound by him."

"How could it be? Why is he not a god anymore? What's going on?" Shen Feng felt very anxious for some reason, and there was a vague answer in his heart that was ready to come out.

Zhu Yizhi pursed his lips, hesitated to speak many times.

Shen Feng felt even more anxious in his heart, and couldn't help but emphasize the tone in his words: "Say it quickly!"

After a while, Zhu Yizhi looked at Shen Feng with a complicated expression, and finally opened his mouth.

"Mingyue changed his fate against the sky and was punished by the heavens. The heavens condemned him, and the temple was turned into a sea of ​​blood and bones. The lotus lamp was extinguished, and the gods were no longer there. The gods around Mingyue suffered together, and the punishment was sent down by the heavens. Avatar..."

Shen Feng couldn't help holding his breath, and tremblingly asked: "What is the incarnation?"

For a moment, Zhu Yizhi closed his eyes with grief, and slowly spit out a few words.

"Incarnation of a hundred-eyed demon."

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