Fengyunlu

At this moment, another voice was full of worry and warning, as if coming from the bottom of his heart: "Oh, Mr. Feng, I sincerely advise you. If you don't listen to me, it will be too late to regret in the future." As soon as the words fell, the illusion slowly turned, and the group of people behind the old monk had heavy eyes, as if they had anticipated that the next development would bring irreversible consequences.

Feng Wanlin just smiled slightly, said nothing more, stepped back three steps, and stood silently in front of the center of the formation. In his hand, there suddenly appeared an eight-foot-long spear that was as black as ink and covered with snow. This spear seemed to carry countless years and stories. It was not only Feng Wanlin's weapon, but also a symbol of his identity and glory.

Flying Eagle Gun on a Snowy Night! !

Ever since Feng Wanlin went deep into the sea of blood alone and killed the leader of the Demon Sect more than a hundred years ago, he has never used this spear again. Back then, Feng Wanlin suddenly appeared, holding the Snowy Night Flying Eagle Spear, stirring up the world, and no one could stop him. There was a saying in the world: "The wind rises and the clouds fly, and the snowy nights cover the yellow sand for seventy years." That heroic spirit is really unmatched. This Snowy Night Flying Eagle Spear is the symbol of Feng Wanlin.

When everyone saw Feng Wanlin step back and block the front, and took out his famous weapon that had not been used for a hundred years, their hearts tightened and they felt a sense of fear. The hundreds of people present now were all masters above the Heavenly Rank, but no one dared to take action first. There was no way. Feng Wanlin's reputation was too loud, and everyone knew that the first person to take action would definitely die from his appearance of being ready to strike. If it were someone else, no matter how high their cultivation was, how powerful their sect was, or even if they were the masters of the five major sects, everyone would not be so scared. Because they knew that those people did not dare to really kill people from the five major sects in public. But Feng Wanlin was different. He even dared to kill the grandson of the ancestor of the Emperor Garden and the future emperor of man, not to mention them, and Feng Wanlin had the strength to do so.

Apart from anything else, they believed that no one could defeat the Demon Sect's leader, You Huang. For a moment, everyone was frozen in place, but if they dragged on, once the matter in the formation was over, it would be too late to say anything...

Bai Ximo stood outside the illusion, his eyes became serious, because this illusion didn't seem to be completely accurate. There should have been some unknown things before the incident three years ago, but it was a little different from this illusion. The people who were confronting each other were not from the five major sects. However, Bai Ximo changed his mind and thought that it might be someone pretending to be someone else. Anyway, if he continued to watch, he might be able to guess one or two things, but the picture suddenly changed and became another scene...

"Where's Feng Wanlin? Call him out, I will tear him into pieces. Today I've even brought the Demon Sect to the mountain gate." The Demon-Slaying Formation has been broken, and there are corpses all over the ground. Many of them are from the Feng family, and some of them are unrecognizable. Bai Ximo was suddenly shocked. The scene three years ago seemed to be similar to the present. Is there any hidden story behind it?

Bai Ximo was just wondering when the sad voice came again in the illusion: "Donor Feng and his wife have gone to hell with the Nine Netherworld Emperor to protect the people of the world. Why do you have to speak ill of them for such a noble cause?"

"died?"

"I came here with the Demon Sect's mountain gate to avenge the great shame and humiliation that my Demon Sect has suffered for thousands of years. Your old monk said that he is dead?" A vicious face said coldly.

Hearing that Feng Wanlin was dead, Ersheng's daughter was shocked and almost fainted. She loved deeply and hated deeply, hated for a lifetime, but in the end, she learned that the person she cared about had passed away, and then she realized that the so-called hatred was actually an unforgettable love, as if her heart had died with that person.

"Let's go." "Sister?" Youquan asked unwillingly.

"Wait, what is that?" "The Tongtian Talisman?" As soon as Youquan finished speaking, the two saints in the cloud had already taken action together and went straight to the Tongtian Talisman on Baiyu's chest, completely ignoring the righteous people present.

The next second, the two saints were blown away by an invisible force, and the old man still looked at their retreating figures with a smile. The couple looked at each other, and they were shocked! This man looked ordinary, but he could easily repel the two of them. In this era when the emperor did not appear, who else could do it so easily? Not only were the two saints shocked, but even the righteous people present were stunned. This old man was actually a great emperor, and there was such a great emperor hidden in the righteous way, and he was still an unknown figure. For a moment, the atmosphere became a little weird.

"My two friends, don't be greedy. This Tongtian Scroll is related to the life and death of this little girl. You can't just take it away casually."

"Those were originally things of our Demon Sect. What's wrong with returning them to their original owners?" Although Yun Zhongyue was shocked by the old man's strength, she still felt that if the couple joined forces, they would have nothing to fear even if facing the emperor.

"Well, that's what I said, but human lives are at stake now, and I, an old man, can't go back on my promise."

"However, it's not easy for the two of you to practice, so hurry up and take the people away. When Old Luo comes, don't vent his anger on you. I may have to take action out of consideration for our relationship."

"Retreat!" The Demon Sect's crowd immediately dispersed.

"Master, if you want this Tongtian Talisman, just take it." Bai Ximo said lightly.

Hearing Bai Ximo's words, everyone laughed in their hearts. Bai Ximo was still the same Bai Ximo. Even the life and death of his own daughter was not as important as the interests of the sect that he insisted on.

"you dare!!"

The Cangyun Sword flashed with cold light, and with blood, a huge head rolled to the side on the ground, and the headless body fell on its back. Bai Ximo killed Xuan Su, one of the nine disciples of the Buddhist sect, who was about to take the Tongtian Scroll.

This scene caught everyone off guard. After a moment of shock, the people from the three major sects opened their eyes wide and gnashed their teeth. Fairy Ji Yao also stopped her body that was about to step forward to stop him, and her face, which was originally full of hatred, eased a little. Lei Gong didn't seem surprised to see Bai Ximo like this. He just sighed and quietly approached Bai Ximo's side. At the same time, he put away Feng Wanlin's Snow Night Flying Eagle Spear and put his hands in his sleeves. Bai Ximo looked back at Fairy Ji Yao, turned around, and said lightly: "I, Bai Ximo, have given my life to Dabao and compromised for most of my life. But now whoever wants the lives of these two children, let alone you cowards, even if the old man comes, he will have to taste the power of this three-foot green peak."

"Oh, this vast desert has not been so lively for hundreds of years, right? Hahaha..."

Suddenly, an abrupt voice interrupted the stalemate and shocked everyone present. Those present were all top masters in the world, but before the voice was heard, no one noticed when the owner of the voice arrived. However, from the words, it can be heard that this person must have been here for a long time, but no one noticed it. Everyone, including Bai Ximo, Lei Gong, etc., looked over in the direction of the voice.

I saw a skinny old man, a little hunchbacked, wearing a long gown with a hint of grey in black. It looked like the gown should be grey, but because it had not been changed or washed for a long time, it had become dirty and black. On the top of his head, an old hairpin was casually pinned to his loose bun. His smiling eyes moved around, scanning everyone present. He had a sparse goatee with white and yellow spots. In his left hand, he held a wine gourd and in his right hand, he held something that looked like a jade token. He landed in the middle of the field. As soon as he landed, he took a deep look at Fengchen and Baiyu who were in a coma, then looked around with a smile, and finally fixed his eyes on the Buddha statue at the head of the mountain gate.

"Excuse me, senior, who are you?" When the Buddha saw the old man looking at him, he clasped his hands together and bowed deeply.

"Little monk, I have watched you for a long time, and you are the one I admire the most."

"I am a foolish monk and do not understand what you said, senior. I hope you will tell me."

"You dare to kill Bai Qianyi's granddaughter, which is understandable, but this little girl is more than just an elder to the old white-headed man. Don't forget, she is also the daughter-in-law of the Feng family."

"Hey, which senior are you?"

With a "snap", an old man said nothing and the jade card in his hand flew towards the Buddha. The Buddha stretched out his hand and caught the jade card steadily. After a closer look, he saw the words "Feng Wanlin" and his date of birth. The Buddha was a little confused and didn't understand what this sudden move meant. However, when he turned the jade card over and saw the content on the back, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Old man, why are you here?"

"Alas, this demonic light covers a very far area, it's impossible to hide from it. It just so happens that Old Luotou is unable to cope with so many tasks, so I have to go there myself. Although I hurried, I was still a step late, and could only collect Xiao Fengzi's body. Fortunately, he still left a single child, so I did him justice." Although the old man's words were sarcastic, his meaning was very clear; he was on Bai Ximo's side.

"Don't be afraid, let's attack together. No matter how powerful this old man is, he can't stop so many of us. When he collapses from exhaustion, we will be able to slaughter him."

"Forget it. I'm not here to kill people. Besides, Old Luo will be here soon. Oh, and your Yin family's old man will be here soon, too."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the crowd around him began to hesitate. Everyone had heard of the old Luotou mentioned by the old man. That was the Spring and Autumn Emperor Luo Hongchen. When this name came out, all the sects had to think twice, because although this emperor had a high status, he did not put on airs at all. He could also take action against the younger generation. Moreover, he was alone and was not afraid of anything. Who would dare to provoke him easily?

The scene changes, and this time we come to the Netherworld Blood Sea...

"Master, just now the old ghost sent someone to report that the things and people have been found, but there was an accident, so the two saints may need help."

In the Demon Palace of the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Demon Sect leader Xu Yi was standing sideways beside a pool of blood in a secret room, silently staring at the rolling bloody evil spirit, his mind in a mess. Suddenly, he felt a movement behind him, as if something was about to happen. He squinted his eyes, but did not turn around. After a while, an ethereal voice came from the darkness behind him, and at the same time, there seemed to be a few flashes of black light in the dimness.

"Got it. Go ahead." After listening to this, Xu Yi didn't make any decision. He just gave the order lightly and continued to stare at the blood pool, as if he was thinking about something important.

"Tell me." After a while, Xu Yi came back to his senses and noticed that the dark shadow in the darkness had not left yet. He knew that there must be something important that he had to deal with personally.

"Master, the child who was rescued that year entered the desert three days ago. Should we bring him back?" The black shadow was about to report this matter, but when he saw Xu Yi was in deep thought, he did not dare to interrupt him. He waited until Xu Yi asked about it before he spoke.

"Oh? Bai Ximo is actually willing to let him out?" Xu Yi's eyes lit up, and he seemed quite interested in this matter.

However, after pondering for a while, Xu Yi seemed to understand something. He instructed: "Well... Don't worry about the child for now. Take care of the important things at hand first. Don't make any mistakes at the critical moment. Also, tell Lao Gui not to worry. I will do it myself this time."

"Yes......"

"Xu Yi..." Bai Ximo whispered the name, and her feelings towards the demon king named Xu Yi were no longer just hatred. There seemed to be a bit of disdain in her eyes, but also mixed with a lot of confusion.

It is said that more than a hundred years ago, Xu Yi suddenly appeared like a shining new star. No one knew his origins, but it was said that he was the descendant of two big bosses of Han Clan. At that time, the boss of Han Clan, Yunzhong Ersheng, personally found him and introduced him to Han Clan. Xu Yi became the acting head of Han Clan, in charge of this sect that was once torn apart and almost destroyed. Facts have proved that Xu Yi did not disappoint people. He held high the banner and restored Han Clan to its former prosperity and vitality in just 20 years.

Under his leadership, many poor masters gathered, even the evil ones admired him, and the righteous ones also came to join him. But what Bai Ximo couldn't understand the most was why so many people were willing to betray their master, give up the reputation of the righteous, and would rather join the poor. In addition to the benefits promised by Xu Yi, Bai Ximo and Lei Gong were the same, and even many righteous people almost couldn't understand what kind of charm Xu Yi had that could attract these people to risk being hunted down and join him, and even abandon their old friendships.

Bai Ximo felt that if it was just for the benefit, those who defected would definitely not give up easily for a little material gain. This showed that there must be some special reason behind Xu Yi's temptation, perhaps the so-called destiny, or perhaps a big secret related to the entire Xuanmen.

Regarding this secret, Bai Ximo guessed that it might be related to the poor family's kiln. But the only outsider who had been to the kiln and came out alive was Feng Wanlin, whom Bai Ximo knew in his life. As for what secrets were hidden in the kiln, Bai Ximo asked Feng Wanlin more than once, but each time he refused to say more on the grounds that the time was not right. Until the Feng family suffered a disaster later, Feng Wanlin never really revealed the secret of the kiln.

Although Bai Ximo was not sure about other people's thoughts, she absolutely believed in Feng Wanlin. In her eyes, Feng Wanlin was like a god. For this so-called secret, he would rather give up the achievements he could definitely achieve, not pursue his own peak, but leave this secret to future generations. Bai Ximo pondered over this secret for three years, and in the end she could only shake her head helplessly. She still didn't understand Feng Wanlin's true intention.