Linyuan Dengxian

With a lazy voice, Nanqin waved his hands and said, "Don't be polite to me, it's not entrusted by others, this king doesn't want to come to your ancestral land of Wutong at all."

"En", Feng Lie replied, "I don't know what happened to the Fox King?"

"Just take a look at Xiaoyao and leave." Nanqin sat down gracefully, with a graceful figure, waving a light purple and gold round fan, depicting the breeze and bright moon.

Just as Feng Lie was about to speak, he was interrupted by Nanqin, "I'm not easy to dismiss, I can't see anyone, this king will stay here and not leave."

Qingqiu Fox King is difficult to deal with, Feng Lie has experienced it before, and moreover, the Feng Clan did not extend a helping hand to the Yao Clan back then, so it was a mistake.

"Bring Xiaoyao here", Feng Lie said compromised, Xiaoyao was carried in, curled up into a ball, shivering, her eyelashes were condensed into ice beads, and her hair was covered with silver frost.

Nanqin narrowed his eyes slightly, took Xiaoyao over, and injected a cloud of immortal power into her body, turning frost into water.

"What are you doing? See how the child has been frozen?" Nanqin showed displeasure, and the spirit begged her for a long time, and even dragged Qingxu, before she reluctantly agreed to come and take a look.

Feng Lie said in a deep voice, "Xiaoyao did something wrong and was punished, it's all the Feng Clan's business, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with the Fox King."

Nanqin ground her teeth, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped off the water from Xiaoyao's face, so as not to wet her purple gauze fairy robe.

Xiaoyao blinked, opened her eyes like ink, and looked at Nanqin fixedly, "Fox Fox?"

"What fox, look, you're so dirty." Nanqin held a silk handkerchief and wiped her face in disgust, "little mud ball".

Xiaoyao grinned, shook Nanqin's hand, and said happily, "I heard from them that the only nine-tailed fox in the Three Realms is the fox king in Qingqiu, and you are the fox I met a hundred years ago."

She turned her white wrist and stretched it out to Nanqin, and saw a small tooth mark on it.

Nanqin's eyelids twitched heavily, and he whispered, "You were the little phoenix who saved me with soul power a hundred years ago?!".

Xiaoyao pressed her fingers to her lips, hissed, put her hands on Nanqin's neck, and said close to her ear, "Don't let the patriarch hear, that time when she knew that my soul had slipped out of the Feng clan, she said she would punish me of",

Nanqin hugged her small body, felt a slight chill, felt a little uncomfortable, and patted her on the back.

"Come down, cuddle with others, how decent!" Feng Lie's phoenix eyes were sharp, and he shouted in a deep voice,

Xiao Yao flinched, immediately let go of her hand, bit her lip and said, "Put it down, I'm not cold anymore."

She tried her best to stand in front of Nanqin, and couldn't hide her joy and asked, "You miss me, right? You made a special trip to see me."

At this time, facing the savior a hundred years ago, Nanqin had no face to say that the spirit sent her to come, so she had to cheekily say, "I'll come and see you."

Xiaoyao happily raised her head, her eyes glanced around, showing off, she was not alone.

She pulled Nanqin's sleeve and asked cautiously, "Can you take me away?".

The seven-day confinement in the cold cave did not make Xiaoyao reflect on her mistakes, but instead made her firm in her belief, that is, to leave the Feng Clan.

Nanqin shook her head, "I can't take you away, you are a member of the Feng clan, and you need the patriarch's consent." She didn't want to offend the Feng clan and make her whole body smelly.

Xiaoyao showed a lonely expression on her face, she grinned again, her brows were sharp, she waved her hands and said, "It's okay, what the patriarch said makes sense, you are from the Fox clan, so you can't control the affairs of the Feng clan."

"If that's the case, then I'll go first." Nanqin waved a round fan, and the auspicious clouds embroidered with purple gauze rolled up, making her face charming and full of coquettishness, which displeased the Feng family who thought they were noble and elegant. cold.

Xiaoyao waved her arms towards Nanqin and shouted, "Come and see Xiaoyao later",

"Understood", Nanqin said lazily, Xiaoyao looked at her disappearing back, her smile gradually faded, until she could no longer see her figure, she reluctantly looked away.

"As a Feng Clan, what does it look like to hang out with the Fox Clan all day long, cuddling and cuddling?" Feng Lie lectured, showing contempt on his face.

Seemingly having made up her mind, Xiao Yao knelt down in front of Feng Lie and kowtowed.

Feng Lie looked at Xiaoyao who was kneeling in front of him, and asked, "Did you realize your mistake?",

Xiaoyao didn't answer, she just said, "Xiaoyao wants to go to Tianze Mountain, please give permission from the patriarch."

Feng Lie thought for a while, then snorted softly again, "You are smart enough not to mention it in front of outsiders, otherwise, I will have you stay in the cold cave for ten days."

She said slowly, "You are from the Phoenix family, so you should stay in the ancestral land of Wutong",

"Tianze Mountain has Xiaoyao's mother, as well as a god, and Xiaoyao can worship the god as a teacher," Xiaoyao responded.

"Are you so eager to leave the Feng Clan?", Feng Lie's eyes flashed with fire, "Just like your mother, abandon the clan."

Xiaoyao said with a condensed expression, "You don't need the patriarch to worry about Xiaoyao's family affairs."

Feng Lie's eyes sank, and he said loudly, "Okay, I see that your wings are stiff, so you want to fly? Just like your heartless mother",

"How is Xiaoyao's mother? It's up to the patriarch to judge." Xiaoyao's eyes were piercing, and she looked at Feng Lie stubbornly, her aloof expression was exactly the same as that person's.

Feng Lie was taken aback for a moment, then became even more furious, and blurted out, "Your Dao Ben wants you to stay in the Feng Clan? A half-phoenix, half-human evil!".

Xiao Yao froze, her lips trembling, Feng Lie stood up, and looked down at her proudly, "What? You also want to be like your mother, traitor to the clan, escape to the human world, and have a vicious child with mortals!".

"I'm not a villain!" Xiaoyao's neck was exposed, her face flushed red,

She finally understood why the people of the Feng clan looked down on her. It turned out that they thought they were the children of the combination of the Feng clan and mortals, and they were of impure blood of the Feng clan!

"Since the patriarch doesn't like me staying in the Feng Clan, please let Xiaoyao go back to Tianze Mountain!" Xiaoyao gritted her teeth and said,

Feng Lie's eyes were indifferent, and he snorted coldly, "If you really want to leave, just like your mother who betrayed the clan, use your skills to pass the Nine Levels. After that, you will have nothing to do with the Feng clan."

The Nine Passes is a formation method handed down by the Feng Clan since ancient times. It is divided into nine levels, namely the Stone Formation, Gale Wind Formation, Ice Formation, Shocking Thunder Formation, Golden Light Formation, Red Sand Formation, Falling Soul Formation, Blood Transformation Formation, Flame array.

Each pass is guarded by the elders of the Feng family, and only those who pass through the nine passes can leave the ancestral land of Wutong.

This battle is dangerous. For thousands of years, there are very few people who have broken through the barrier. The only one who successfully broke through the battle is a fire phoenix unique to the Three Realms.

"The patriarch Wang remembers what he said," Xiaoyao solemnly kowtowed, turned around and left, her resolute and indomitable back image perfectly resembled the appearance of that person who left for hundreds of years,

Feng Lie tightly grasped the corner of his robe, his face was livid, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

The celestial power that Nanqin left in Xiaoyao's body made her feel better in the last three days in the cold cave.

After the punishment was over, Xiaoyao quietly returned to her ancestral house, it was deserted, she had no relatives or friends, and other clansmen didn't pay much attention to her.

After recharging her energy for several days, Xiaoyao challenged the Nine Levels Pass for the first time. She was injured all over from the first pass, and exited in embarrassment.

"Little girl, at the Nine Levels Pass, you have a narrow escape, don't work in vain," the elder said coldly, standing in front of Xiaoyao with his hands behind his back.

Xiaoyao wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth and smiled, "If I fail once, I will try ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, and one day, I will break through."

"The Feng Clan treats you well, and the ancestral land is full of immortal power, why are you obsessed with not regretting it?" the elder said puzzledly,

"Here, there is no one I want to see." Xiao Yao flashed Jiang Ling, Wuyou and Nanqin, grinning.

After leaving the customs, Wuyou opened his eyes, his eyes were shining brightly, his immortal power was surging, and he was actually approaching Shangjun's immortal power. This is because he took Jinxianlu day after day, and Tianze Mountain's abundant immortal power made his practice quite fast.

As soon as she left the Wangyou Pavilion, she saw a woman in pink under a tree full of peach blossoms. From the sound, it seemed that the peach blossoms were falling and the colorful butterflies were circling. When she looked back, her eyes were full of peach blossoms, and she shouted with some surprise, Divine Lord".

Wuyou was stunned for a moment, as if seeing Xuanji looking back and smiling, only her waist and limbs were slung, the peach blossoms were all over the sky, and the pink dress and thin clothes made that charming look frivolous.

"Huaying", Wuyou said slowly, his eyes became clear again.

Hua Ying was slightly stunned, put her hands together in front of her body, and bowed her knees to salute, "Hua Ying has seen the god",

"Forget it", Wuyou Gupan asked, "Where is the spirit descending?",

"Xiao Xianjun has been depressed since he came back from the Feng clan, and he went to Kunlun Mountain a few days ago," Hua Ying said,

Wuyou nodded, looked at the peach blossoms that were getting more and more beautiful, and said, "You have taken good care of the peach trees these years."

Her eyes glanced over Gu Yuefeng inadvertently, and she saw a white figure sitting on the edge of the cliff.

"Shenjun, the Tiger Clan sent a letter two days ago", "Shenjun?!" Hua Ying raised her voice, interrupting Wuyou's distraction,

She looked away, reached out to take it, and there was a white tiger on the seal of the jade slip, which slammed away when it touched Wuyou's finger.

It turned out that Su Huan was seriously injured 30 years ago, hurting his immortal body, and he had to retreat for a hundred years before he could leave. This letter written before retreat was sent to Tianze Mountain.

Because the last time she saw Wei Le in the underworld, she was depressed, her expression was in a trance, something was wrong, so she wanted to invite Wuyou to visit Wei Le in the underworld.

Wuyou's expression was solemn, and she appeared in the underworld of the ghost world not long after. As soon as she appeared, she saw black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face, ghosts and ghosts, etc. appeared.

A group of deep black shadows gradually condensed into a human being, Ghost King Youge's face was as sinking as water, his expression was haggard, and his voice was hoarse and cold, "What wind brought the god of Tianze Mountain here?",

"I've seen the ghost king", Wuyou cupped his hands and said, "I was entrusted by someone to come and see my old friend".

The ghost king looked coldly, "Is this king's ghost world, the fairy world, trespassing at will?! Presumptuous!".

"Did the Ghost King misunderstand?" Seeing that You Ge had a grudge against the fairy world, Wuyou said slowly, "If it's inconvenient for the Ghost King, can I ask Mr. Cui Fu, I just want to see the life and death book of the deceased."

It's okay not to mention Cui Fujun, but when she is mentioned, the ghost king's dark red eyes are burning with anger, and he scolded, "Judge Cui was seriously injured and unconscious, and there is residual immortal power in the wound. You didn’t go to heaven to ask for justice, but you dared to come to the ghost world!”.