sun and moon return

Zheli was still thinking about it, but he saw that Feidao had already stretched out his hand towards the "Nine Voids". When his blood-stained fingers touched the stone tablet, it seemed to stretch out like water, causing ripples in the space. When he was immersed in the unbelievable, he felt the world spinning, he staggered a step, and the sudden sunlight hurt his eyes.

Feidao slipped off him, and Zheli hurriedly knelt down and hugged him in his arms. At this moment, the scene around him gradually came into his eyes.

They were in a meadow on a hillside, the slope was full of spring cherry blossoms, the sun was warm, the grass was sweet, a small stream meandered away, the beauty was like a fantasy...

fantasy...

Could it be that this is the land of "Four Seasons and Nine Illusions" created by Patriarch Qinglin?

Another sound of vomiting came from next to his ear, and when he returned to his senses, Feidao turned out of his arms, propped himself on the grass, and vomited another mouthful of blood.

"Master!" Zheli was flustered again, he had to finish vomiting, and then lay weakly back in Zheli's arms, he seemed to be still pulling the corners of his mouth, trying to comfort Zheli.

Zheli picked him up, went down the mountain to the cherry blossom forest, found a comfortable place near the water, put Feidao down, and went to take off his clothes, only to find that Feidao had suffered countless sword wounds all over his body. Tattered, mixed with blood, stuck to the body.

With trembling hands, he took off the bloody clothes from Feidao's body little by little, took water to scrub him, applied medicine, and bandaged him.

It seemed that he was too tired, and Feidao had already fallen asleep.

Zhe Lihong applied the medicine to him little by little, and when the medicine was finished, he sat in front of Feidao and looked at him, thinking, why has the master ever been so embarrassed, if it wasn't for himself...if it wasn't for himself...

He stretched out his hand to hold Feidao's hand, and that palm was a little colder than yesterday.

After waiting like this for an unknown amount of time, a spiritual vortex surged around Zheli, and a steady stream of spiritual energy poured into Feidao from beside him, and his complexion also slowly improved.

Surprised by the changes in his body, Zheli seemed to see the five-color lotus flower that he saw at that time again in Zheli's mind. Could it be... because of it?

After cleaning up Feidao, putting on the cloak, seeing the wounds on his body no longer so shocking, Zheli leaned against the big tree next to him, finally relieved a little, took a deep breath, and looked up at the splendor above his head.

If it wasn't for what happened just now, this place should be considered a good place.

Zheli gradually relaxed and fell asleep. After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly woke up, looked at Feidao beside him, stretched out his hand to sniff his breath, and then relaxed.

Fortunately, the master's breathing is steady.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, remembering that he had just applied medicine for Feidao, and he didn't seem to see the traces of the past on him, so Zheli couldn't help but look at Feidao's chest again.

Since Feidao didn't wake up, he stretched out his hand and pulled the cloak to his abdomen, quietly lifted Feidao's clothes, and carefully identified the traces other than the trauma.

The wound seemed to heal a lot more than before, but there were no curse marks.

Zheli thought, why don't you turn over and look at your back, and when you look up, you can see Feidao's indifferent and slightly tired eyes looking at him quietly.

The four looked at each other, somewhat embarrassed by surprise, Zheli concealed his insane clothes with a guilty conscience: "Master, you're awake... Your injury healed so quickly..."

Feidao seemed to be unconscious, staring straight at Zheli, Zheli's face suddenly became hot, he got up and was about to leave, but his wrist was grabbed, Zheli lost his balance, and threw himself into Feidao's arms.

Feidao reached out to hold him in his arms, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

A wave of spiritual power rushed straight from Dantian to Tianlinggai, Zheli felt pain all over his body, his body was hot, and then his body was uncontrollable as if in a storm. He clenched his fists and closed his eyes. In the darkness in front of him, the five-color flower Zhilian loomed, and then a strong wind blew past her ears.

The strong wind engulfed the chaotic cherry blossoms, surrounding the two of them like a storm, Zheli felt that his head, brain, heart, body, and limbs were all swollen and painful. .

What he didn't know was that a huge spiritual vortex formed around the two of them, and all of them were supplied to Feidao through Zheli's body.

I don't know how long it took, the gust of wind gradually subsided, and they fell asleep in Feidao's arms without any strength. The two of them were buried by the cherry blossoms, and there was no movement anymore.

When Zheli woke up again, the warmth coming through the thin clothes, and the ups and downs of his strong chest made him dazed for a moment. Waking up, he was looking at himself softly.

The two were very close, and Zheli realized that he was sitting next to Feidao, with his hand still on his lap.He moved his hand without a trace, his heart pounding, he didn't know whether it was joy or fright.

"Master...are you alright?" Zheli pretended to be calm and asked.

Feidao raised his hand, slid across his cheeks, brushed a few fallen leaves from his head, and calmly replied: "It's much better, thank you, Zheli."

Zheli was stunned, and his eyes turned red again: "No, I'm sorry, master, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't..."

Feidao laughed softly, then with a serious expression, he reached out his hand to his chest, and with a slight push, Zheli felt a force emanating from his body, gradually gathering into a transparent lotus shape.He looked at the treasure that had appeared in his field of vision over and over again in amazement, and cast a questioning look at Feidao.

"Zheli, this is Tianye Yaofang."

Although it was an expected answer, Zheli was somewhat surprised that Feidao actually put such an important thing on himself.

His eyes fell on Zheli's Requiem Bead again. In fact, he wanted to tell Zheli that although Tianye Yaofang had been stored in Qingwu for many years, it had never exerted its true power until...it met Zheli. present.

But he was also worried that telling Zheli about this would make him feel burdened.

"Tianye Yaofang is on your body, so I can absorb spiritual power and recover faster." Feidao explained.

Zheli came to a sudden: "So that's how it is."

He stood up and looked around again: "Master, this is the Four Seasons and Nine Deficiencies created by Patriarch Qinglin, right?"

Feidao looked at the sky: "Well, it should be here."

Zheli had the honor to read the biography of Patriarch Qinglin. According to records, in Qinglin's life, there was a woman who contributed a lot, named Qingluan and named Siyue.

The fairy fell ill later, and Patriarch Qinglin accompanied her to travel around in search of medicine, but in the end he couldn't save her, so he used Si Yue's favorite scenery as a reference to create four seasons and nine voids in this empty place. Bury a loved one.He himself sat down here.

There are also rumors that the Four Seasons and Nine Voids are not only the tombs of Qinglin and Siyue, but also contain secrets about Jiuxiao, and even the supreme method of cultivation. It's just that for so many years, no one has dared or been able to break into this void abyss.

Zheli raised his eyes and saw that the cherry blossom forest spread like a boundless place. It was indeed a very romantic place. He was sighing, and when he looked back, he saw that Feidao had already taken off his clothes and walked into the gurgling stream naked. among.

Zheli hurriedly looked away, stood under the tree awkwardly, secretly condemning his thoughts for being unclean.

Fei Dao didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he saw him standing under the tree in a daze, so he called him to wash up too: "You have a lot of blood on your body, don't you want to wash it off?"

Zheli looked back at him again, ran to a nearby water, and replied hesitantly: "I'll wash it here, master."

After a brief bath, the two put on clean clothes, and then went north along the flower forest again.

The further they walked, the colder they felt. Although the road was still bustling with flowers, but after turning over another hill, a white snow suddenly appeared in front of them, mottled on the grass.

Standing on the hill, Zheli looked back and saw the colorful spring, and stepped forward into the snow scene, which corresponded to the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter in the human world.

The two continued to move forward from the hill, and the sky was filled with snow falling from the sky, the ground was frozen, and then covered with a layer of ankle-deep snow.But the deeper they went, the more they felt that this place was unusual.

Zheli pushed away the layer of snow with his feet, and a crystal clear ice surface appeared in front of him. He listened carefully, and it seemed that there were some cracking sounds coming from under the ice surface: "Master, did you hear it?"

Feidao stood on the spot, looking around: "There is indeed a murderous intention hidden here."

As he spoke, he pulled the gift, and the two of them flew away. The sound of collapsing and cracking came from where they met the sky. The snow hills in the distance fell one after another. In an instant, the crack extended to the two of them. where.

When Zheli was surprised, Feidao had already formed an enchantment, and a giant appeared from the horizon. It smashed through the ice, soared into the air, covered the white sun with no heat, and shrouded the two of them in the shadow middle.

The ice and snow splashed, and Feidao retreated a little with a gift, and the giant plunged into the ice suddenly.

"Hanlong." Feidao's eyes lit up, and he looked sideways at Zheli, "Zheli, you stay here, be careful."

After he finished speaking, he split and strengthened the barrier, placed Zheli on the ground, and rushed out.

Before Zheli could react, he felt another thin layer of ice formed on the surface of the snow under his feet. This ice was connected to the barrier, which obviously came from the evil way. When Zheli looked up, he saw that the artistic conception of ice was boundless from the snow scene It spreads endlessly, and he doesn't know how far it has been spread.

Feidao chased the cold dragon and fell into the ice cave. After a while, the cold dragon rushed out of the ice again and flew into the air.

Feidao followed closely behind, and the surrounding scenery changed again. The blue light emanating from Feidao's forehead fell into the artistic conception. The vast snow scene was replaced by a vast glacier.

The blue soul rope protruding from the glacier rushed straight at the cold dragon, and the cold dragon roamed in the sky, heading towards the evil way fiercely.

Feishuang split the darkness, the cold dragon collided with the enchantment of Inferior Dao, roared and spit out extremely cold air, and collided with the spiritual power of Infernal Tao, the whole artistic conception was shaken, the blue-white light from the collision of spells was stronger than that of the stars Falling into the world is even more shocking.

The soul lock has climbed up, enveloping the cold dragon, slowly consuming its strength, the deafening roar shook the sky, the cold dragon broke through the soul lock, and suddenly slammed into Feidao.