Fengming Valley, Chonglan Luhua......
Fu Hanzhang was in a trance for a while, and memories flooded into his mind.
He recalled the years when he was just with Si Xi.
At that time, because he was imprisoned in the water dungeon for too long, he was always depressed on weekdays, not only had a violent temper, but also feared and disturbed every night.
Whenever he was out of temper and refused to sleep, Si Xi would carry him outside the bedroom, where he would sit on the soft green grass with the moon and stars on his pillow.
After traveling in the mortal world for many years, Si Xi has seen a lot, and all kinds of anecdotes and anecdotes can be said to come out of his mouth.
He listened with relish, and often calmed down unconsciously and fell asleep.
From then on, he pestered him to listen every day, and Si Xi was patient enough. Every night, he showed full care and gentleness, and used stories to lull him to sleep.
One day, he asked about Si Xi's hometown.
Different from his resistance and aversion to the West Sea Dragon Palace, when Si Xi talked about this topic, his eyes could be called affectionate and joyful.
He told himself that it was a deep and quiet valley.
During the day, the sun shines through the dense forests and falls on the gurgling water and luxuriant grass;
As night falls, the aura of heaven and earth will turn into light dust and dance, just like being among the stars.
"When you are successful in cultivation, you can go to the mortal world with me to practice, and I will take you to see it as a teacher."
Si Xi caressed the top of his hair with a gentle smile.
But they didn't expect it to be a prophecy, until they separated, this promise was not fulfilled.
Perhaps, going to Fengming Valley in order to find Chonglan Luhua is also a matter of fate.
"The Spirit Summoning Formation consumes a lot of energy on the Demon Monarch. I have ordered people to prepare a medicinal meal for conditioning. You may wish to rest here for a while."
Seeing him silent for a long time, Gong Ya softly advised.
After all, in order to rekindle the holy flame, he felt a little guilty for making the devil pay such a high price.
"Thank you patriarch." Fu Hanzhang smiled apologetically.
After all, he didn't know the truth, and at this moment, he even felt that he could not help but say that he had taken the treasure of the Suzaku clan, which was somewhat unreasonable:
"But in the end, I still have to rely on others. It's a blessing that I didn't cause trouble for the nobles. It really shouldn't be left to disturb."
Seeing that he was determined to go, Gong Ya and Gong Qiqi were inconvenient to do more to keep him, so they could only prepare some warming and tonic herbs from the clan, and asked the craftsmen to send a chariot carved with the totem of the Vermilion Bird.
"This is a fire-feathered chariot specially made by our craftsmen. In the bearing is a spirit stone that stores the spiritual power of the Suzaku. It has the ability to travel thousands of miles in a day. It is right to thank the devil for the gift of rekindling the holy fire."
Gong Ya smiled and said:
"You haven't recovered from your injuries, so you might as well recuperate in the chariot. With the speed of the fire feather chariot, you can reach the southern sea area in less than three days."
"If this trip can successfully find the location of Fengming Valley, Hanzhang will never forget the virtue of Suzaku Clan's reconstruction."
Fu Hanzhang's lips fluttered, and he cupped his hands suddenly and bowed deeply.
At this moment, his mood is like walking on the edge of a cliff, and further, it may be a hopeful future, or it may be an abyss where a bamboo basket draws water.
But the hope of that person's recovery seemed to be within reach, and he could touch it with a little stretch of his hand. No matter what the price of this trip would be, he was unwilling to give up.
The golden-red light mist spread along the body, and accompanied by the faint sound of the phoenix, the fire-feathered chariot soared into the sky, and the wind quickly swept towards the south.
Gong Qiqi watched the fiery red light and shadow go away, her heart beat a little faster unconsciously, she retracted her fingers to hold her heart, and prayed silently.
……
As soon as God Zhaoyi's edict came out, it was fully implemented by Tianlei City.
In just over a month, the power of the Immortal Dao League has spread to all parts of the mainland.
Fu Hanzhang was flying in a fire-feathered chariot. Although he didn't have to land frequently, he saw many declining cultivation families from a distance, unwilling to succumb to the solicitation of the Immortal Dao League, and were forced to flee.
Disgust flashed across his mind.
Since the previous life, Tianlei City has been like this. It keeps saying that it is for the well-being of the common people, but the real face only makes people feel dirty.
Now they are recruiting everywhere under the banner of self-cultivation and common prosperity. Although they may not be as sinister as Gong Qiqi guessed, those monks who join the Immortal Dao League may find it difficult to get any benefits.
If Lin Yebei can wake up smoothly, he will definitely look for an opportunity to investigate this matter clearly.
The fire feather chariot only took three short days to travel thousands of miles from Jinyuan to the southern sea area.
It's just that the five elements generate and restrain each other. It can use the rich wood-type spiritual power on land to maintain the operation of Suzaku's spiritual power, but it can't cross the vast sea area rich in water elements.
After discussing with Gui Yunque, Fu Hanzhang decided to cover up his appearance in order not to startle the enemy, and boarded a passenger ship that went deep into the South China Sea.
"I don't know why the little brother came to the South China Sea alone?"
Most of the passengers on the boat were fishermen and foreign businessmen who went to sea. Seeing that he was an unfamiliar face, they couldn't help but approach him for a chat.
Fu Hanzhang smiled slightly. He dyed the color of his eyes black with magic techniques, and slightly shrunk his stature. From the outside, he looked like a delicate-looking half-age boy:
"It is rumored that there is a fairy mountain in the South China Sea, which contains the fairy grass of life and death, and I want to find it to save the life of the person I respect the most."
"Little brother is sincere and filial, it really can be learned from the world."
The man sighed and said: "Although we are not sure whether there are fairy mountains in the sea, but if we go a hundred miles further, we will reach an unpredictable sea area, which we all call the 'Devil Sea'."
Being a teacher for one day and being a father for the rest of his life, it is understandable that his affection is interpreted as filial piety...
Fu Hanzhang smiled helplessly and said:
"Appreciate further details."
"The fairy mountain you are looking for may be in the Devil's Sea. In the past, there were fishermen who were close to that sea area, and they had vaguely seen the outline of the mountain, but..."
The man seemed hesitant to speak,
"As long as a ship approaches the Devil's Sea, it will be attacked by a violent storm, and the ship will be destroyed at least, and people will die at the worst. Therefore, we will avoid that sea area on weekdays, and this time is no exception."
"It's okay, don't bother the boatman, I can try it myself."
Fu Hanzhang was not afraid of being overjoyed when he heard the news, which was quite beyond the man's expectations.
Although he didn't understand why the young man was overjoyed when disaster struck, he still led Fu Hanzhang to the ship's owner's room out of pity for his filial piety.
In the early morning of the next day, Fu Hanzhang drove a canoe away from the passenger ship.
The boatman kindly gave him a map and a compass, as well as enough water and dry food for three or four days.
He didn't have any money at hand, so he simply took some precious gems from the sumeru bag in return.
The rising sun has not yet risen from the sea level, and there is only a touch of fish-belly white in the eastern sky.
Fu Hanzhang fed the returning skylark some food, and the magic energy surged in his hands, causing waves behind him, pushing the boat forward quickly.
The Devil's Sea was more than a hundred miles to the southeast. He followed the direction indicated by the compass, and the closer he got, the more he could feel the increasing spiritual pressure.
The sky also gradually calmed down, the clear sky was covered by thick clouds, and rumbling thunder rumbled from time to time.
Fu Hanzhang concentrated his eyes and observed carefully, and saw that there was indeed a phantom of a tall mountain in front of the changing wind and clouds and the mist.
Perhaps... there is his final destination.
Accompanied by a thunderbolt piercing the sky, big raindrops poured down, dousing him head and body.
When the rain fell on his body, there was a toothache sizzling sound. Fu Hanzhang turned his head to check, only to realize that the clothes on his body had already been corroded and had many small holes.
It seems that the weird weather in the Devil Sea Region may be related to the defensive barrier outside Fengming Valley.
He figured out the key points, and he didn't hold back his breath any more. The magic sword was unsheathed, and he tapped his toes, jumped up from the boat board, and headed straight for the shadowy fairy mountain.
The moment he jumped up, dozens of thick water columns emerged from the turbulent sea out of thin air, tracking Fu Hanzhang's figure as if he had eyes, and quickly entangled his hands and feet tightly.
He slashed horizontally with his sword, but he cut off the water and made it flow more. The strong fire element in the devilish energy was constantly being worn away in front of this weird sea water.
If I continue to consume like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to break through the barrier of the barrier...
Fu Hanzhang frowned, and suddenly let out a soft scold, letting the dark red dragon scales cover his whole body.
His skin immediately became slippery, and he easily broke free from the water column that bound his hands and feet. The light blade in his hand also soared to tens of meters away, wrapped in the sound of the wind, and slashed hard at the outer edge of the barrier!
As the metal and stone collided, the extremely strong backlash spiritual power poured back along the magic sword. Fu Hanzhang only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and couldn't help opening his mouth to spurt blood, and fell from mid-air.
But his attack undoubtedly had the desired effect.
Where Su Yang struck, a crack slowly opened in the originally impenetrable barrier.Afterwards, the cracks widened and widened until a line of clear blue sky and the gloomy mountains covered by flowing clouds were revealed.
Fu Hanzhang fell into the sea with a "plop", was lifted up by the waves, and drifted along the current into the barrier.
The void of excessive consumption of magic power and the pain of backlash surged up, the dragon scales on his body faded away, leaving only paleness on Rong Li's face.
Fortunately... I finally found it.
As his consciousness faded away, his eyelashes trembled, his body relaxed, and he passed out.
His thoughts were floating in the darkness, and it took some time before Fu Hanzhang woke up from his lethargy.
His chest was a little itchy, and he stood up with difficulty, only to find that the drenched Skylark was combing its feathers:
"Where are we...?"
"I don't know either. After you broke the barrier with the magic sword, we were washed here by the sea."
Gui Yunque blinked, "There is a strong aura of spiritual power here, and the woods look old. Maybe it is the Fengming Valley that Princess Suzaku mentioned."
Fu Hanzhang panted slightly, and sat up enduring the pain in his internal organs.
He found himself on a shore, the soil under his palms was wet, and there were towering trees behind him, with pale golden streamers passing through it from time to time.
There was a strong fragrance of grass and trees in the air, and the surroundings were quiet and intoxicating. Fu Hanzhang stood up while supporting the tree trunk, looked around, and felt an inexplicable familiarity from the bottom of his heart.
It seemed that behind the dense forest, something was waiting for him, calling him.
"Let's take a look around first..."
He put the Returning Skylark on his shoulder, and just after taking a few steps, his neck felt cold without warning.
This is……? !
Fu Hanzhang was shocked. Although he was exhausted, his senses were still sharp.
Who was able to quietly control his life without him noticing?
He lowered his head, only to see a wrist-thick golden chain straddling his neck, and a cold snort came from behind:
"Nie Yi, what do you want to do when you trespass into Fengming Valley?"
The author has something to say: When writing this chapter, I couldn't help but see some pictures in my mind:
In the previous life, Si Xi hugged the mischievous little Hanzhang, who looked like the oil painting "Mother and Son" (not
Gongya Sends Hanzhang Fire Feather Chariot: Fragrant Cars, BMWs and Beauties
Hanzhang fighting the enchantment alone: "The Old Man and the Sea"
Who will be the mysterious person who comes out at the end?Hee hee hee I think everyone can guess~
In the next chapter, a large number of Xiaobei appear and appear, hehehehe!The picture you want to see is coming~ Please add a favorite comment.
Fu Hanzhang was in a trance for a while, and memories flooded into his mind.
He recalled the years when he was just with Si Xi.
At that time, because he was imprisoned in the water dungeon for too long, he was always depressed on weekdays, not only had a violent temper, but also feared and disturbed every night.
Whenever he was out of temper and refused to sleep, Si Xi would carry him outside the bedroom, where he would sit on the soft green grass with the moon and stars on his pillow.
After traveling in the mortal world for many years, Si Xi has seen a lot, and all kinds of anecdotes and anecdotes can be said to come out of his mouth.
He listened with relish, and often calmed down unconsciously and fell asleep.
From then on, he pestered him to listen every day, and Si Xi was patient enough. Every night, he showed full care and gentleness, and used stories to lull him to sleep.
One day, he asked about Si Xi's hometown.
Different from his resistance and aversion to the West Sea Dragon Palace, when Si Xi talked about this topic, his eyes could be called affectionate and joyful.
He told himself that it was a deep and quiet valley.
During the day, the sun shines through the dense forests and falls on the gurgling water and luxuriant grass;
As night falls, the aura of heaven and earth will turn into light dust and dance, just like being among the stars.
"When you are successful in cultivation, you can go to the mortal world with me to practice, and I will take you to see it as a teacher."
Si Xi caressed the top of his hair with a gentle smile.
But they didn't expect it to be a prophecy, until they separated, this promise was not fulfilled.
Perhaps, going to Fengming Valley in order to find Chonglan Luhua is also a matter of fate.
"The Spirit Summoning Formation consumes a lot of energy on the Demon Monarch. I have ordered people to prepare a medicinal meal for conditioning. You may wish to rest here for a while."
Seeing him silent for a long time, Gong Ya softly advised.
After all, in order to rekindle the holy flame, he felt a little guilty for making the devil pay such a high price.
"Thank you patriarch." Fu Hanzhang smiled apologetically.
After all, he didn't know the truth, and at this moment, he even felt that he could not help but say that he had taken the treasure of the Suzaku clan, which was somewhat unreasonable:
"But in the end, I still have to rely on others. It's a blessing that I didn't cause trouble for the nobles. It really shouldn't be left to disturb."
Seeing that he was determined to go, Gong Ya and Gong Qiqi were inconvenient to do more to keep him, so they could only prepare some warming and tonic herbs from the clan, and asked the craftsmen to send a chariot carved with the totem of the Vermilion Bird.
"This is a fire-feathered chariot specially made by our craftsmen. In the bearing is a spirit stone that stores the spiritual power of the Suzaku. It has the ability to travel thousands of miles in a day. It is right to thank the devil for the gift of rekindling the holy fire."
Gong Ya smiled and said:
"You haven't recovered from your injuries, so you might as well recuperate in the chariot. With the speed of the fire feather chariot, you can reach the southern sea area in less than three days."
"If this trip can successfully find the location of Fengming Valley, Hanzhang will never forget the virtue of Suzaku Clan's reconstruction."
Fu Hanzhang's lips fluttered, and he cupped his hands suddenly and bowed deeply.
At this moment, his mood is like walking on the edge of a cliff, and further, it may be a hopeful future, or it may be an abyss where a bamboo basket draws water.
But the hope of that person's recovery seemed to be within reach, and he could touch it with a little stretch of his hand. No matter what the price of this trip would be, he was unwilling to give up.
The golden-red light mist spread along the body, and accompanied by the faint sound of the phoenix, the fire-feathered chariot soared into the sky, and the wind quickly swept towards the south.
Gong Qiqi watched the fiery red light and shadow go away, her heart beat a little faster unconsciously, she retracted her fingers to hold her heart, and prayed silently.
……
As soon as God Zhaoyi's edict came out, it was fully implemented by Tianlei City.
In just over a month, the power of the Immortal Dao League has spread to all parts of the mainland.
Fu Hanzhang was flying in a fire-feathered chariot. Although he didn't have to land frequently, he saw many declining cultivation families from a distance, unwilling to succumb to the solicitation of the Immortal Dao League, and were forced to flee.
Disgust flashed across his mind.
Since the previous life, Tianlei City has been like this. It keeps saying that it is for the well-being of the common people, but the real face only makes people feel dirty.
Now they are recruiting everywhere under the banner of self-cultivation and common prosperity. Although they may not be as sinister as Gong Qiqi guessed, those monks who join the Immortal Dao League may find it difficult to get any benefits.
If Lin Yebei can wake up smoothly, he will definitely look for an opportunity to investigate this matter clearly.
The fire feather chariot only took three short days to travel thousands of miles from Jinyuan to the southern sea area.
It's just that the five elements generate and restrain each other. It can use the rich wood-type spiritual power on land to maintain the operation of Suzaku's spiritual power, but it can't cross the vast sea area rich in water elements.
After discussing with Gui Yunque, Fu Hanzhang decided to cover up his appearance in order not to startle the enemy, and boarded a passenger ship that went deep into the South China Sea.
"I don't know why the little brother came to the South China Sea alone?"
Most of the passengers on the boat were fishermen and foreign businessmen who went to sea. Seeing that he was an unfamiliar face, they couldn't help but approach him for a chat.
Fu Hanzhang smiled slightly. He dyed the color of his eyes black with magic techniques, and slightly shrunk his stature. From the outside, he looked like a delicate-looking half-age boy:
"It is rumored that there is a fairy mountain in the South China Sea, which contains the fairy grass of life and death, and I want to find it to save the life of the person I respect the most."
"Little brother is sincere and filial, it really can be learned from the world."
The man sighed and said: "Although we are not sure whether there are fairy mountains in the sea, but if we go a hundred miles further, we will reach an unpredictable sea area, which we all call the 'Devil Sea'."
Being a teacher for one day and being a father for the rest of his life, it is understandable that his affection is interpreted as filial piety...
Fu Hanzhang smiled helplessly and said:
"Appreciate further details."
"The fairy mountain you are looking for may be in the Devil's Sea. In the past, there were fishermen who were close to that sea area, and they had vaguely seen the outline of the mountain, but..."
The man seemed hesitant to speak,
"As long as a ship approaches the Devil's Sea, it will be attacked by a violent storm, and the ship will be destroyed at least, and people will die at the worst. Therefore, we will avoid that sea area on weekdays, and this time is no exception."
"It's okay, don't bother the boatman, I can try it myself."
Fu Hanzhang was not afraid of being overjoyed when he heard the news, which was quite beyond the man's expectations.
Although he didn't understand why the young man was overjoyed when disaster struck, he still led Fu Hanzhang to the ship's owner's room out of pity for his filial piety.
In the early morning of the next day, Fu Hanzhang drove a canoe away from the passenger ship.
The boatman kindly gave him a map and a compass, as well as enough water and dry food for three or four days.
He didn't have any money at hand, so he simply took some precious gems from the sumeru bag in return.
The rising sun has not yet risen from the sea level, and there is only a touch of fish-belly white in the eastern sky.
Fu Hanzhang fed the returning skylark some food, and the magic energy surged in his hands, causing waves behind him, pushing the boat forward quickly.
The Devil's Sea was more than a hundred miles to the southeast. He followed the direction indicated by the compass, and the closer he got, the more he could feel the increasing spiritual pressure.
The sky also gradually calmed down, the clear sky was covered by thick clouds, and rumbling thunder rumbled from time to time.
Fu Hanzhang concentrated his eyes and observed carefully, and saw that there was indeed a phantom of a tall mountain in front of the changing wind and clouds and the mist.
Perhaps... there is his final destination.
Accompanied by a thunderbolt piercing the sky, big raindrops poured down, dousing him head and body.
When the rain fell on his body, there was a toothache sizzling sound. Fu Hanzhang turned his head to check, only to realize that the clothes on his body had already been corroded and had many small holes.
It seems that the weird weather in the Devil Sea Region may be related to the defensive barrier outside Fengming Valley.
He figured out the key points, and he didn't hold back his breath any more. The magic sword was unsheathed, and he tapped his toes, jumped up from the boat board, and headed straight for the shadowy fairy mountain.
The moment he jumped up, dozens of thick water columns emerged from the turbulent sea out of thin air, tracking Fu Hanzhang's figure as if he had eyes, and quickly entangled his hands and feet tightly.
He slashed horizontally with his sword, but he cut off the water and made it flow more. The strong fire element in the devilish energy was constantly being worn away in front of this weird sea water.
If I continue to consume like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to break through the barrier of the barrier...
Fu Hanzhang frowned, and suddenly let out a soft scold, letting the dark red dragon scales cover his whole body.
His skin immediately became slippery, and he easily broke free from the water column that bound his hands and feet. The light blade in his hand also soared to tens of meters away, wrapped in the sound of the wind, and slashed hard at the outer edge of the barrier!
As the metal and stone collided, the extremely strong backlash spiritual power poured back along the magic sword. Fu Hanzhang only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and couldn't help opening his mouth to spurt blood, and fell from mid-air.
But his attack undoubtedly had the desired effect.
Where Su Yang struck, a crack slowly opened in the originally impenetrable barrier.Afterwards, the cracks widened and widened until a line of clear blue sky and the gloomy mountains covered by flowing clouds were revealed.
Fu Hanzhang fell into the sea with a "plop", was lifted up by the waves, and drifted along the current into the barrier.
The void of excessive consumption of magic power and the pain of backlash surged up, the dragon scales on his body faded away, leaving only paleness on Rong Li's face.
Fortunately... I finally found it.
As his consciousness faded away, his eyelashes trembled, his body relaxed, and he passed out.
His thoughts were floating in the darkness, and it took some time before Fu Hanzhang woke up from his lethargy.
His chest was a little itchy, and he stood up with difficulty, only to find that the drenched Skylark was combing its feathers:
"Where are we...?"
"I don't know either. After you broke the barrier with the magic sword, we were washed here by the sea."
Gui Yunque blinked, "There is a strong aura of spiritual power here, and the woods look old. Maybe it is the Fengming Valley that Princess Suzaku mentioned."
Fu Hanzhang panted slightly, and sat up enduring the pain in his internal organs.
He found himself on a shore, the soil under his palms was wet, and there were towering trees behind him, with pale golden streamers passing through it from time to time.
There was a strong fragrance of grass and trees in the air, and the surroundings were quiet and intoxicating. Fu Hanzhang stood up while supporting the tree trunk, looked around, and felt an inexplicable familiarity from the bottom of his heart.
It seemed that behind the dense forest, something was waiting for him, calling him.
"Let's take a look around first..."
He put the Returning Skylark on his shoulder, and just after taking a few steps, his neck felt cold without warning.
This is……? !
Fu Hanzhang was shocked. Although he was exhausted, his senses were still sharp.
Who was able to quietly control his life without him noticing?
He lowered his head, only to see a wrist-thick golden chain straddling his neck, and a cold snort came from behind:
"Nie Yi, what do you want to do when you trespass into Fengming Valley?"
The author has something to say: When writing this chapter, I couldn't help but see some pictures in my mind:
In the previous life, Si Xi hugged the mischievous little Hanzhang, who looked like the oil painting "Mother and Son" (not
Gongya Sends Hanzhang Fire Feather Chariot: Fragrant Cars, BMWs and Beauties
Hanzhang fighting the enchantment alone: "The Old Man and the Sea"
Who will be the mysterious person who comes out at the end?Hee hee hee I think everyone can guess~
In the next chapter, a large number of Xiaobei appear and appear, hehehehe!The picture you want to see is coming~ Please add a favorite comment.
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