Deer bone

That was the first time Feng Yunmo had seen this deer. Feng Yunmo had been concentrating on cultivation recently, and Yan Ling seemed to have the intention to teach Feng Yunmo as an apprentice.

He said that if Feng Yunmo continues to practice at the current pace, he can be promoted to the spiritual realm of the gods in the second year at the latest.

At that time, he can go to the Shikun Secret Realm with Leng Qingxie, where his cultivation speed will increase even faster.

Feng Yunmo didn't think too much about the deep meaning behind Yan Ling's help to him. Now he can only focus on cultivation to reach the level where he is qualified to speak.

In recent days, the Lingxu King City has been extremely unsettled.From the beginning of the riots and fighting, it gradually rose to the disappearance of the clansmen.

All of this makes people panic.

I don't know who started it, but a rumor began to circulate among the Luling tribe that the disappearance of the tribe was caused by Feng Yunmo, a foreigner.

However, Feng Yunmo, who was focused on practicing, turned a deaf ear to this.Yan Ling didn't tell him anything about the outside world.

Ten days later, the city was furious, and many people strongly demanded that Feng Yunmo be expelled from the Luling Clan.

Some wise men who specialize in suppressing rumors were furious and proposed an idea.

Let Feng Yunmo down the osmanthus tree, and live in the place where the saints are imprisoned in the king's city.

There are ten saints and one transformation man sitting in the Land of Fuling, no matter how powerful Feng Yunmo is, he can't make waves.

The tribe dispersed.

Before Feng Yunmo entered the Land of Volunteers, he didn't know anything about the situation.He asked how long Yanling would stay inside, and Yanling said up to ten days.

Later, half a month after Feng Yunmo went in, he learned from a saint that according to Fu Ling's rules, if he wants to go out, his spirit master must personally pick him up.

Feng Yunmo's face was pale, it seemed that it was impossible for him to go out.

Feng Yunmo sat there for a day and a night in despair.Until the next morning, he heard a sound not far away.

Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of roaring sounds, a beam of blue light shot straight into the sky, and there was a loud thunder in the sky.

After the explosion of thunder, the surrounding area was quiet again, only two people were heard talking in a low voice.

Feng Yunmo stared straight ahead, until the saint who had spoken to him came towards him, and a black shadow covered his head.

"Holy One, are you going to send me on my way?" Feng Yunmo's voice was a little hoarse. For more than ten days, he hadn't eaten anything or drank a drop of water.

The saint was silent for a long time. When this young man came in, he was very courageous and passionate. He was as stable as Mount Tai when he was imprisoned, and he practiced every day.

In just one day, he seemed to have lost his will to live and was extremely decadent.

Only then said: "When you get the token from His Highness, you can leave here."

Feng Yunmo raised his head and lowered it gradually, without saying a word.He seems to feel that his life is passing slowly, passing...

Lingxu Royal City, Qianhua Palace.

Leng Qingxie looked at the door coldly.

The first two times, no matter how miserable Yan Ling said about Feng Yunmo, he was indifferent.

This time, he wanted to hear if Yan Ling could name a flower.

This time, after Yan Ling stepped into the door, there was no etiquette or politeness.He went straight to the point, straight to the point.

Yan Ling told him that someone had reached out to Fu Ling's land.

That person's target was not the missing members of the Luling tribe, but Leng Qingxie.

Leng Qingxie said, "Let him come."

Yan Ling said sadly: "Your Highness, behind you is the entire Luling Clan."

Leng Qingxie remained silent, but still refused to back down.

Yan Ling took the risk of violating his taboo and revealed everything he had predicted.

He guessed that in the dark place of the Luling tribe, someone was practicing a kind of sorcery, a sorcery that required a lot of Hunyuan talent as an introduction, so he captured a large number of Luling tribe members.

He wants to make Leng Qingxie lose his spirit, as long as Leng Qingxie can't become the spirit master, then he can justifiably incite the clan to seize the throne and bloodbath the Luling clan.

Leng Qingxie finally took a dagger and let Yan Ling take it away.

Feng Yunmo was still dubious about the token until he was taken away from the Land of Fuling.

Yan Ling put the sword in his hand and said: "Put it away, it can save lives in the future."

"That one of yours has a sex change? Or... did you lie to him again?" Feng Yunmo asked curiously.

"It's bad luck for me to tell lies." Yan Ling said seriously.

One month later, Feng Yunmo broke through the king's spiritual mirror at night and entered the first level of the god's spiritual mirror.

Before he had time to tell Yan Ling, something happened.

Feng Yunmo didn't know why he went out that day, nor why he went to the North Street in the city.He only knew that when he was awake, he saw Leng Qingxie flying over his head riding Lingqing.

A drop of blood dripped on his face.The blood is hot, but it is blown cold by the wind.

Feng Yunmo went up to the tall building and saw Leng Qingxie chasing a black shadow towards Zhuling.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Leng Qingxie's heart, and he hurriedly chased after her.

The wind on the island became extremely wild without the cover of the mountain.They howled unscrupulously, thinking that they could scare away all obstacles.

Standing tall, Feng Yunmo could clearly see the battle between Leng Qingxie and the unknown person.They are all holy mirrors. As for the level, Leng Qingxie is two levels lower.

At this time, Leng Qingxie had already transformed his soul-binding spirit whip. The whip was like a swimming snake, and wherever it went, mountains were cracked and rocks were broken.

The unknown person also produced his ultimate spiritual weapon, a mountain wall was split in half by him, and a pillar of light rose from the ground.

Injured by him, Leng Qingxie knelt on the ground clutching his chest, the soul-binding whip trembled and swayed uneasily...

There was still red blood on the whip.

Lingqing also whispered beside him.

The unknown person grinned. In his opinion, he was sure to win.As long as he raises his hand and drops the knife, Leng Qingxie will disappear from then on.

Feng Yunmo thought so too.

however--

When the man's knife fell, Leng Qingxie turned his body slightly at that moment, the knife sank two inches into his left shoulder, and the spiritual whip in his hand was already wrapped around the man's neck.

Leng Qingxie raised his right hand to hold the spirit whip together as if desperate for his life, and squeezed it tightly!

"boom!"

He shook his arms and threw the man to the opposite mountain wall, smashing him to pieces.

Leng Qingxie felt that his spiritual power was passing away, and the severe pain in his arm made him retain his only sanity. He raised his right hand, trying to stop the bleeding, but he lost the strength.

We'll have to wait until we recover, he thought.

At this time, he felt someone approaching, and Lingqing let out a cheerful cry.

A shadow came over him, and when he saw Feng Yunmo's fallen face, he raised his heart that had just been let go.

Feng Yunmo frowned, then grinned and said mockingly: "You also have moments of embarrassment. It's really rare!" He took out the dagger that Yan Ling gave him.

Lingqing suddenly made a fuss and rushed towards him.Feng Yunmo hastily turned over to get out of the way and said loudly: "If you charge over again, I won't save him!"

Although Ling Qing stopped attacking, he still didn't trust Feng Yunmo and blocked him from getting close to Leng Qingxie.

Leng Qingxie felt at ease under Lingqing's protection, he let go of his defenses, his eyes gradually became a little loose, and the movements around him gradually became hard to hear.

Feng Yunmo took a look and was about to leave.He heard Lingqing's pitiful low voice again.He finally softened his heart, who told him that he had no resistance to kind creatures?

Feng Yunmo gently touched Lingqing's head, put one of his sleeves into its mouth, and said to Lingqing: "Hey, if you see me plotting against your master, bite me hard , are you relieved this time?"

Feng Yunmo stopped Leng Qingxie's bleeding, carried him behind his back, and dragged him with one hand.

Ling Qing bit Feng Yunmo's sleeve "obediently" and did not let go, he scolded Ling Qing in a low voice, his eyes were full of smiles.

Before leaving the isolated island, Feng Yunmo yelled a few words to Feng Jiuyou who was trapped in Zhuling Island, and when he got the answer, he was sure that she was still safe, so he left in peace.