Deer bone

The boat approached the realm of Beiming and sailed against the current into the Heli River.

There is a sudden peak on the right not far away.The Sanyang Peak, which used to scare the rest of the clan in the entire Xiuling Continent, is no longer as majestic as it used to be.

Speaking of which, Feng Yunmo had never seen Sanyang Peak and Tianji City on Sanyang Peak from this angle of Heli River.

Now, he had the opportunity to watch it, but only Yu Feng, without the city.

"You want to go back?" Leng Qingxie said suddenly, pulling back Feng Yunmo's gaze fixed on Sanyang Peak.

"I'll go with you." Feng Yunmo was silent for a moment, then tilted his head and replied.

Seeing that Leng Qingxie had nothing to say, Fu Xiange at the side couldn't stay idle.

"Then why don't you go and have a look?" Fu Xiange asked.

"No, I'm afraid I won't be able to lift my feet up once I go up. I'll rebuild the secret after I've finished everything." If there is still life left.

Feng Yunmo didn't say the last half of the sentence.

When the boat arrived here, it was already the territory of the Tianji Clan, because this place was robbed by the sky, and the surrounding area was barren.Within a hundred years, no other tribe would want to occupy this territory.

Feng Yunmo and the others abandoned the boat and flew across the sky.Feng Yunmo only glanced at the dilapidated Tianji City.

Not long after, they arrived at the strange place Fu Qinghan mentioned.

This place is in contrast to the outside world, full of vitality.

The aura here is extremely strong, and it was able to escape that catastrophe, presumably it was guarded by powerful things.

After a few people got off the ground, some psychic creatures came over and circled around them curiously.

A few hares jumped onto Leng Qingxie, scratching here and there, searching for something.

I saw Leng Qingxie flipped his hands over, and a rain of ice crystals with aura fell down.

"Chichi..."

"Squeak..."

"Ow..."

……

Feng Yunmo stared at the wild animals with their heads up and mouths full of ice crystals, and said, "Qing Xie, you actually carry this kind of food for birds and beasts with you?"

Leng Qingxie didn't reply to him, Fu Xiange said beside him:

"You don't know, we were almost attacked by these guys when we came here yesterday, and then His Highness released ice crystals to attack them, and they became friendly and crazy. They are really a group of magical species."

"It's incredible." Feng Yunmo looked at Leng Qingxie standing among the animals, and suddenly had a thought: He is like the king of all souls.

Surrounded by dense forests, any place is a paradise.

Leng Qingxie picked a cliff, and the Fu family brothers picked a blue lake. Feng Yunmo repeatedly expressed that he would be with Leng Qingxie, but they were all rejected mercilessly.Feng Yunmo ran into the deep mountains and old forests as soon as he got angry, boasting that he was out of sight and out of mind.

Time flies, and it is ten years later.

In the past ten years, only some weeds and shrubs and scattered trees have grown in the Beiming realm.

The destruction of one forest cannot be recovered in less than two or three hundred years.

On Sanyang Peak, an old man with white hair and beard was leading two young people to the ruined city of Sanyang Peak.

The sky is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the top of Sanyang Peak is in decline everywhere, but the waterfall never stops flowing, and there are many birds and animals around the waterfall.

The bodhi tree on the cliff is still there, but the "old man" who sits on the mountain and ascends to immortality has lost half of his "beard".

"Master, I still want to come back here." A young man said.

"That's right, Master, let's rebuild this place." Another young man echoed.

The old man turned around, it was Zou Yu who left with ten children ten years ago.

Zou Yu shook his head and said: "The reason why we don't rebuild here is that the descendants of our Tianji Clan can remember that our Tianji Clan suffered such a catastrophe, and this memory will never be erased."

The two young men looked at the half-destroyed Tianji strategy and felt sorry for it. They sighed: "Is my family's Tianji strategy really lost like this?"

Zou Yu was startled, looked at the sky in silence, and whispered: "It shouldn't be."

The three of them revisited their old place, and it was inevitable that they felt a lot of emotion. Before leaving, Zou Yu set up an enchantment at the ruins of Tianjice. If someone dared to trespass, Zou Yu would know it from thousands of miles away.

"Master, why did you set up this enchantment?"

"This Sanyang Peak is an excellent place. Because of the catastrophe, the other tribes dare not occupy it recklessly for the time being, but this does not prevent them from thinking about it. Just watch, they will make up their minds here in less than a hundred years."

"Hmph! These thieves are really despicable!"

The three of them were silent for a moment, then Zou Yu called the two young people back to the Little Sanyang Peak they had built for ten years.

"Master, take Junior Brother Lu back to Little Sanyang Peak first, I want to stay here for a few days."

Zou Yu looked at this young man named Zhang Fanyuan, this boy was too obsessed with the secrets, he knew he couldn't persuade him, so he just told him to go back as soon as possible, and took another young man back to Little Sanyang Peak.

Zhang Fanyuan was lying on the ruins basking in the sun, and suddenly felt a shock all over his body. He got up abruptly, and stared wide-eyed at the south of Beiming, only to see a blue light suddenly appear, accompanied by a roar, and then disappeared for a moment.

Surprised, he carefully approached the source of the blue light with his sword in hand.

To the south of Beiming, two figures suddenly appeared on the blue water with blue light, their faces were handsome and white as snow.

Fu Xiange stepped across the water, having fun with a group of animals. Fu Qinghan looked at the depths of the forest and frowned: "I heard the movement a long time ago. Isn't Yunmo supposed to come out a long time ago? Why don't you see anyone?"

Fu Xiange played with a rabbit's ear, without turning his head, said: "That guy, I guess he has already gone to His Highness."

Fu Xiange's guess was not wrong.At this time, Feng Yunmo was hanging upside down at the entrance of Leng Qingxie's cave, with four or five round and long bamboo tubes hanging around his waist, and the mouth of the tubes was plugged with fine dry grass.

As soon as he moved, the bamboo tube jingled.

His eyes kept looking at the sealed hole on the edge of the cliff. After a while, he seemed to be waiting impatiently. He sighed and muttered: "I've been waiting for three days, why haven't I come out yet, Qingxie?" Is this to incubate cubs in it?"

He turned two somersaults in a row, jumped onto a slanting magnolia tree, and lay down among the branches and flowers to wait. When he was bored, he talked to the magpies among the flowers from time to time, regardless of whether they could hear or not. I know, just seeing them tilt their heads gives him pleasure.

"Magpie, magpie, you don't know how happy I am. I'm about to meet someone I've missed for ten years." Feng Yunmo said briskly, with joy in his eyes and brows.

He looked at the pair of birds soaring in the sky with a smile, and said in his heart: "It's great! I'm still alive, and I still have a healthy body for the time being."

This northern and southern region is a good place. His cultivation speed in the forest has grown extremely fast, and he is now at the first level of Huajing.

However, once a spiritual cultivator enters the mirror, it is not so easy to improve. It will take decades or even hundreds of years to cultivate to the ninth level. Neither can reach the height above the mirror.

Feng Yunmo knew that what Huang Ze told him in that store back then was true, he had not obtained the deer spirit bone, and he had no other chances, he knew that his practice period was approaching this year, and he only hoped that the result would not be as As bad as he imagined.

The magpies flew back and forth, coming and going, and before they knew it, it was already night, and above the night sky, a round of bright moon supported the brilliance of the whole world.

As night fell, the breeze was left unattended, and it blew even more wildly.

Zhang Fanyuan wandered outside into the dark night before sneaking closer to the woods, thinking that no one would notice, but he didn't think that the brothers of the Fu family had already noticed his existence when he approached Beiming.

Fu Xiange was too lazy to do anything, Fu Qinghan was an extremely cautious person, he would eradicate even the slightest threat.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, and the whistling wind was the only sound in the dark night.

Fu Qinghan quietly floated behind Zhang Fanyuan, raised his sword and slashed at his head.

In an instant, Zhang Fanyuan sensed the danger and hurriedly rolled over. He narrowly saved his head, but injured his left arm.

"Zheng!"

He drew the sword out of his body and used the biggest killer move in an attempt to save his life.

His sword was raised above his head, and the blue light went up to the sky, attracting thunder from the nine heavens.

The surrounding wind is getting louder.

With a loud "click", Feng Yunmo, who was far away on the cliff, jumped down from the tree in shock.

"Nine Heavens Thunder from the Lei family?" Feng Yunmo immediately ran towards the direction of the fight excitedly when he thought that the person who led the thunder might be a member of the Tianji clan.

When Feng Yunmo left, it was a step too late after all, that strange young man had already died under Fu Qinghan's sword.

Feng Yunmo gritted his teeth in annoyance, secretly thought that he came too late, and at the same time said to Fu Qinghan: "Why did you kill him without asking for his identity!"

"Do you still need to ask, if you walk around outside during the day and sneak in at night, can you be a good person?" Fu Xiange yawned and pulled away Fu Qinghan who was standing still and frowning.

Feng Yunmo looked at Zhang Fanyuan's body carefully. The sword in his hand was forged by the Tianji Clan.

"I'm sorry." Feng Yunmo buried his face in the shadows, dug a grave, and buried him.He took a bamboo tube from his waist, removed the hay, poured out the plum blossom wine brewed inside, and sprinkled it in front of the wordless stele.

Feng Yunmo sat in front of this new grave all night, and he talked a lot to himself.

Seeing this young man who didn't have time to ask his name this time, hope suddenly ignited in his heart, maybe, there are still people in their Tianji clan alive.

There was a bright light in the sky that day, and when the brothers of the Fu family saw Feng Yunmo sitting in front of the grave all night, they knew that they had really killed the wrong person. They felt that they were wrong, but they didn't know how to explain it.Can only stand aside and watch.

"It's time for Qingxie to come out today."

Feng Yunmo suddenly made a sound, looking at the sky, as if he was asking the brothers of the Fu family, or muttering to himself.