Fengyunlu

This is how the whole story came about. Just like us emperors from different races, most people keep their word. However, at the critical moment when the Five Emperors were in seclusion and preparing for transcendence, Jiuyou was actually bewitched by a ghost and fooled some of his accomplices, wanting to steal the luck of the Five Emperors in order to achieve his own transcendence. As a result, the Five Emperors discovered this matter. The Green Emperor was the first to notice something was wrong. The five of them worked together and secretly set up a trap. They not only sealed Jiuyou and his accomplices, but also cut off all the connections of the Zhoutian aliens. They set up seals on their own, so that demons and ghosts could not come out to make trouble, ensuring that the Zhoutian aliens could no longer easily harass us. In this way, humans no longer have to worry about external threats. However, although this plan was for prevention, some practices were indeed a bit too much. Therefore, the White Emperor set a rule that if the Five Emperors did not come back, these seals would protect the Zhoutian aliens from foreign enemies. Because of the existence of the Tongtian Talisman, these seals also indirectly protected the aliens. However, the day when the seal is broken depends on another transcendent person in the human race to personally break it. Unless the Five Emperors come back, the seal cannot be broken. After saying this, the Golden Crow Emperor stared at Fengchen sharply.

After a while, the Golden Crow Emperor spoke again: "When I met your father before, I thought that people like him were rare in the world. Even if he became a weapon spirit, he might still be able to reach the realm of transcendence. But he chose to burn his true spirit, which disappointed me. However, when I saw you, the innate spirit again, perhaps the White Emperor's prediction was correct. The person who will transcend this time should be you, and the person who will unlock these seals may very well be you."

Before Fengchen had time to ask questions, the Golden Crow Emperor continued, "However, let's not talk about that for now, let's just talk about the seals. Because of the existence of those seals, the mysterious enemy did not appear, and the Five Emperors of Xuanmen also achieved their transcendence. I was not in the clan at the time, and was originally invited by Jiuyou, but suddenly I felt something was wrong, so I didn't participate in his conspiracy. As a result, I became a wanderer, and later I was framed twice by a mysterious person, and finally became what I am now."

"Although I was killed, my consciousness is still there. I heard that bad guy chatting with others, and he mentioned vague words like the Three Ancient Clans and the Three Yuan Sacred Beasts. I guess that the root of everything should be the Three Ancient Clans, but it is not clear what is involved. But the key point is on the Three Yuan Sacred Beast. The one you are going to save this time is one of the Three Yuans. The curse on it was secretly set by the mysterious enemies at the beginning, which is the curse that led to the mysterious decline of the Three Ancient Clans. Now this Qilin is full of death, which is the curse brought by the Qilin that asked Emperor Xuan for help. There are traces of it in its blood, and it was passed on from this after the eggs were infused after death." When the Golden Crow Emperor talked about the key point, Feng Chen couldn't help feeling confused.

"This Purple Sky Divine Thunder has been condensing for a long time, and it has actually developed spirituality. It seems that it is only a matter of time before it condenses and transforms. This is really a strange news."

At the same time, in the dark clouds at the location of Thunder Mountain, there was a mysterious figure, looking down and quietly observing the condensed red purple clouds on the top of Thunder Mountain, as well as the purple divine thunder cascading down, muttering to himself. After that, the mysterious figure looked at the Thunder Pool with strange eyes.

"Ok?"

In the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Pool, Thunderbolt Hall's Taoist Master Lei Teng was resting with his eyes closed. Although he was not injured in the previous battle, his Yuan Qi was greatly depleted. At this moment, he was recuperating to ensure that he would not leave any hidden dangers.

Suddenly, he felt a faint breath, but when he carefully checked, he could not find any trace. This made him alert, because his thunder power had not yet fully recovered. If something happened at this time, he would not be able to turn back in time to rescue. After all, West Kunlun was far away, and a round trip would not be instantaneous.

Fortunately, the Emperor Chunqiu was present in the Thunder Pool, which was a kind of guarantee. Lei Teng was no longer so worried, but he was still worried, so he sent out two divine thoughts, one to the front hall to explain some things to Long Tiexin, and the other sank directly into the Thunder Pool to tell Luo Hongchen what had just happened.

Luo Hongchen was free at the moment, as the hidden dangers of the Thunder Pond had been temporarily suppressed by him. Although it was not easy to get out of here, after he used his skills, he only needed to watch over it, and there were not many things to deal with, no trouble, he also sat quietly, thinking about some secret things, pondering the present, the future, and some things he desired.

It was at this time that he also sensed a mysterious aura. Then, Lei Teng's message arrived. Luo Hongchen's eyes turned and he carefully felt the mysterious aura. He found that this aura was completely different from what he had seen before. In other words, he had never seen or come into contact with the owner of this aura. So, what was the purpose of the owner of this aura coming to Leiming Mountain?

Luo Hongchen scratched his head and said to Lei Teng with a smile: "Don't be nervous, it may just be someone passing by. Even if something really happens, I, an old man, am here, don't worry!"

Lei Teng nodded slightly, closed his eyes and continued to rest.

In the Zixiao Palace, Long Tiexin immediately ordered his disciples to be on high alert as soon as he received the urgent news. No one dared to relax. After all, they had just experienced a great chaos, and no one could say for sure whether those poor guys would take advantage of the fact that Lei Gong was injured and sneak in.

The disciples agreed in unison, with Lei Gang taking the lead. The twelve uninjured Lei Ze immortals also took their positions, patrolling everywhere, reinforcing the mountain gate, and ensuring that the mountain protection formation was foolproof and that nothing would go wrong at the critical moment.

Although Leimingshan was very busy, the mysterious guy didn't seem to care, as if he wanted to be discovered on purpose. When he saw the Leimingshan people searching everywhere, he just smiled faintly and turned to leave. But as soon as he turned around, he seemed to have discovered something again and frowned.

"I didn't expect it to be here." The mysterious man stared into the depths of the thunder pool, his eyes full of surprise and confusion...

At the same time, over at the Far North Frost River, a figure quickly swept past in the gloomy wind and headed straight for the Far North.

Following his figure, the biting cold wind whistled past, and the sea was full of stench and filth. Looking up, it seemed that countless horrors were hidden in the surging waves, and all kinds of disasters were lurking in the foul evil. The dark red blood cloud in the sky was dark and oppressive, covering the entire sky, and also suppressing the passing creatures.

In such an environment, not to mention ordinary people, even the accomplished practitioners of the Xuanmen would feel fear, chills and trembling once they came in. It was really enough to come once, and I never wanted to come again.

Deep in this unfathomable sea, there is a huge group of islands. There are countless islands of all sizes, which are arranged according to their directions and clustered on the vast sea.

Although it looks a bit messy when viewed from a high place, a closer look reveals that the layout of these islands vaguely reveals an ancient and mysterious rune pattern, like a huge formation of life and death, or some kind of mysterious spell that captivates the soul.

The largest island in the center of these islands is the holy land of the evil sect, the Immortal Demon Island! !

On the Fairy Demon Island, there is a blue-black stone mountain, which is tall and majestic, occupying almost half of the entire island. This is where the Han Clan’s headquarters is located.

This stone mountain was personally excavated by Han Clan's ancestor, Emperor Youyue. Its interior is intricate and contains countless secrets. It is also guarded by countless magic arrays that are difficult even for ghosts and gods to guess.

At first glance, this stone mountain is bare, neither full of vitality nor lifeless, just like an ordinary stone mountain. But its height and eye-catchingness have become its unique symbol.

Looking closely, a huge dark blue gatehouse is embedded in the depression in the south. The gatehouse is empty, with no plaque or name. There is no decoration on either side of the gate. It is just an extremely simple gatehouse with two equally simple huge stone doors.

Such a seemingly ordinary gatehouse often hides unknown secrets...

“As the saying goes, ghosts are hard to escape from the flames of the devil. Anyone who is beheaded will have his soul and body devoured. There is no afterlife and no escape.” A faint voice sounded softly in the bitter kiln of the holy realm of the poor family.

The dim light revealed two figures, one old and one strong, one male and one female. They were the acting leader of the Han Clan, Demon Lord Xu Yi, and another mysterious old woman, the coffin keeper A Yan.

The old woman squinted her eyes, looked at the dull magic weapon in Xu Yi's hand, and replied softly: "The Jun family's operation went smoothly this time, and the next step should be arranged as soon as possible."

"That's right. Grandma Yan was right to remind me." Xu Yi was in a good mood. He was playing with the magic weapon in his hand, the Demon Flame Sword, which was obtained by Youhuang Moqiu, the leader of the three great masters of the Han family, at the cost of his life. His eyes were full of expectation and hope.

Xu Yi turned around and his eyes returned to the depths of the kiln. He held the Demon Flame Blade tightly in his hand, and seemed a little hesitant. He turned to look at Granny Yan next to him and asked softly, "Granny Yan, can you really handle this?"

Granny Yan smiled slightly, her tone was a little indifferent: "I will do my best." The old wooden cane in her hand swayed gently as she spoke, as if to add some confidence to her words. She tapped the stone bricks under her feet with her cane, and with a creak, a huge stone door appeared out of thin air in front of the two of them, sealing the depths of the bitter kiln tightly, as if isolating all interference from the outside world.

Granny Yan then turned around, pointed her finger in the direction of the main entrance, and said softly, "You are so busy at home, so you should go back and have a rest. I will invite you to come and see me when I have finished everything."

When Xu Yi heard what Grandma Yan said, his expression became much more relaxed. He smiled and responded, "Okay, then I'll trouble you, Grandma Yan." After that, he reached out and handed over the Mo Yanfeng in his hand, expressing his trust in Grandma Yan.

Granny Yan took the Mo Yan Feng, a flash of black light flashed in her hand, and then disappeared. She watched Xu Yi turn and leave, until Xu Yi's figure disappeared outside the main door, a ray of light just came in, hitting Granny Yan's face, making her originally lifeless face have a trace of blood color, and her pale hair seemed to be stained with a faint red. Against this red background, Granny Yan's face showed a strange smile, and her soliloquy echoed softly in the kiln.

"This child is so anxious, what will happen in the future..."

The faint echo disappeared into the darkness as Granny Yan turned around, and gradually faded away until there was no sound at all, and the kiln slowly darkened. The lights on both sides of the stone wall flickered, and although there was a little light, it was becoming increasingly unclear. However, no one noticed that there was a faint thread extending along the cracks in the stone wall, and no one knew where it was going...

In the distant West Kunlun, in the Yaochi fairyland, Fengchen was busy. He carefully searched for the fairy flower transformed by the Holy Qilin. At the same time, in his sea of ​​consciousness, the second soul was communicating deeply with the Golden Crow Emperor. He was divided into two, and the outer soul body dominated everything in front of him. He was busy explaining slowly to Master Gu Yuan and Fairy Ji Yao, while the second soul had an unusual look in his eyes...

Who is behind this weirdness?

In Fengchen's sea of ​​consciousness, the second soul frowned and couldn't help talking to himself. He seemed to have some guesses in his mind, but these guesses were too scary, even he himself felt too weird.

Behind all this, let alone Xuanmen, even what the Golden Crow Emperor said was probably far beyond his time, even including the Longhan catastrophe and even the catastrophe of the heavens. Behind all the disasters, there must be someone secretly plotting.

Being able to use the entire Zhoutian as a chessboard, Fengchen couldn't help but think of himself. The so-called current situation of Xuanmen is undercurrents, with only death and no life. Compared with the ancient times, it is simply a world of difference, which makes people feel powerless.

Ancient mythology, what era was that? It was the most glorious era in the entire world. Even the ancestor of Xuanmen, Emperor Cangqiong, could only barely make it into the ranks in the ancient times, and most likely was at the end.

Feng Chen suddenly felt a little self-deprecating. The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed to him. He previously thought that he could see through everything behind the scenes and take revenge as long as he found the enemy in the dark. But now he thought that his experience might be closely related to the endless years between heaven and earth. He just didn't know if the so-called calculation was done by the same enemy.

"Senior, you were plotted against by someone in the past. Do you know the reason behind it?" Feng Chen asked first. At the same time, he also had a strong interest in everything behind it. In addition, he had some guesses and was just waiting to confirm them with the Golden Crow Emperor one by one.

The Golden Crow Emperor shook his head and said, "Haha, I think I am extraordinary, but I was captured by that evil villain in just three moves, and I don't even know where he came from."

"If that's the case, it's probably just my guess." Feng Chen nodded. He was not in a hurry to express his thoughts.

The Golden Crow Emperor's eyes moved: "Oh? Let's talk about it."

Feng Chen was not in a hurry: "I am just guessing. I need to ask for your advice before I can continue. In this way, I can ask you about the secrets of the Three Ancient Origins that you have mentioned many times, so that I can make some inferences."

"Okay, I'll tell you about it. Maybe your innate spirit knows everything and may have some inspiration. Not only can it help me, but even if I save Qilin, it may not backfire. After all, the White Emperor was not afraid of the curse at the beginning." The Golden Crow Emperor nodded and then opened the conversation, starting to tell the secret of the ancient three elements...