"It's a really nice place. Feng Yang said in his heart, "The magic attribute energy is so rich, it is really a treasure land. ”

Feng Yang admired the beautiful scenery here, as if all the troubles in his heart had turned into nothingness with the gurgling water here.

Listening to such a voice, Feng Yang's heart gradually quieted down, feeling all the beauty in this blessed land.

It was in such an environment that Feng Yang suddenly remembered that Dean Ling Xiaoyi and Kong Yining had said that this place was full of dangers.

Thinking of this, Feng Yang became nervous again, and looked around to see if there was any danger here.

Such a scene, coupled with Ling Xiaoyi's description, Feng Yang felt that he had either entered the wrong place or encountered an illusion again.

Feng Yang took a step forward, and then withdrew his legs, and when he saw that there was no movement, he took another step forward.

"It's not a good way to do that. Feng Yang smiled lightly, picked up a stone from the side, and threw it forward.

Of course, this kind of throwing is not a random throw, but a longer time to roll the stones on the ground, so that you can see if there are any hidden weapons or anything like this place.

Grunt.

The stone stopped rolling, but nothing changed.

"It seems that there is no mechanism here, but I am suspicious. Feng Yang said in his heart, "However, the dean and they all said that there are many institutions and dangers here, so I still have to be careful." ”

As he spoke, Feng Yang pulled the Spirit Wind Sword out of its scabbard and walked to the side of the stream with great vigilance.

"There is no problem with this section, and I came safely. Feng Yang said in his heart, "I don't know if there is any mechanism in this river." ”

Saying that, Feng Yang cautiously stepped on the small bridge over the stream, in order to prevent any mechanism on the bridge, Feng Yang also tried here as just now, but there was no problem.

Feng Yang is on the small bridge, looking around, looking at the scene in front of him, if you hold a paper umbrella, accompanied by a beautiful woman, it is really wonderful.

Such a beautiful scenery made Feng Yang let his guard down, and he wanted to see what was interesting in the creek.

Feng Yang stretched his head out of the bridge and saw that there were fish playing in the stream, which was so lively, making such a quiet environment more vivid.

However, Feng Yang suddenly discovered something and quickly stuck his head back. Then he stretched out and rubbed his eyes again.

"In this stream, there is no reflection of me!" Feng Yang was stunned in his heart, "It's really not as simple as imagined!"

Feng Yang drew his sword and looked around, staring closely at the surroundings, for fear that some enemy would appear.

At this moment, Feng Yang suddenly found that the two ends of the bridge he was standing on were already on fire.

Feng Yang hurriedly retreated, but the flames had already burned off one end of the bridge.

In a hurry, Feng Yang looked at the other end, and it was also burned out.

"The two ends of the bridge burned out, why didn't the bridge sink

Feng Yang said in his heart, "Why is this happening?"

So Feng Yang flew up and jumped to the other end of the stream, and when he looked back, the little bridge was gone.

Feng Yang took a long breath, looked behind him, and then looked at the front, and said in his heart that he had come in, and if he returned, he would come in vain.

So Feng Yang continued to walk forward, all the way without incident, and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain that looked like a fairy mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there is also an inscription with three words written on it.

"Hui Yunfeng. ”

Feng Yang looked at this mountain peak and said that it was not high, and standing at the foot of the mountain could directly see the pavilion on the top of the mountain. But the pavilion seemed to be in the middle of the clouds.

Feng Yang was watching, and suddenly, he heard a bell from the top of the mountain, and the bell rang for a long time, spreading to all parts of this space.

"Go up and have a look. Feng Yang secretly made up his mind to step up this mountain.

This mountain is also easy to pedal, and from the foot of the mountain, there are steps, winding and circling, all the way to the top of the mountain.

Feng Yang stepped on the first step with one foot, and felt that there was no movement, so he stepped up with the other leg, and there was still no problem.

Feng Yang was relieved, walking like flying, all the way to the top of the mountain.

Unconsciously, Feng Yang had already walked more than a thousand steps, and at this time, Feng Yang felt that his body had begun to fatigue.

Moreover, Feng Yang felt that when he walked to more than eight hundred levels, he seemed to be under other pressures, and every time he went up, the pressure would increase.

Feng Yang continued to go up, the pressure was still increasing, and finally when he walked two thousand steps, Feng Yang came to a pavilion.

This pavilion is not the pavilion on the top of the mountain, it is a pavilion on the mountainside, the peak looks down, and then looks up, only to find that he has only walked a fifth of the distance.

Why is it said that it is one-fifth, it is because Feng Yang found that in this journey, in addition to the pavilion he is in now, there are four pavilions, and these pavilions are getting bigger and bigger the higher they go.

Feng Yang looked at this pavilion, there is nothing peculiar about the building of the pavilion, that is, in the middle of the pavilion, there is a gossip map.

"Bagua map?" Feng Yang smiled, "In this way, the owner of this ancient monument should also be a warlock." ”

Feng Yang smiled while observing the pavilion, and found that on the pillar of the pavilion, there was a line of words written like this:

"Huiyun Peak is the first in the five levels: Tai Chi concentrating. ”

"Tai Chi concentrating?" Feng Yang read this sentence again, but did not understand the meaning of the words.

Just when Feng Yang was analyzing this, he suddenly found that the gossip map actually lit up directly, and then floated in the air. Feng Yang looked at the gossip diagram floating in the air, and then looked at the top of the pavilion, on which was a warlock.

This warlock has pale white hair, a long beard, and a whisk in his hand.

Feng Yangzheng sighed

At that time, I suddenly heard a sound of vicissitudes.

"Break through, go to the Tai Chi Formation!"

Hearing this, Feng Yang was directly taken aback. Suddenly, there was a voice not to say, it was still such a majestic voice, which made Feng Yang's heart tremble.

So Feng Yang hurriedly sat on top of that formation.

The formation kept turning, and Feng Yang's eyes were also shaking, making Feng Yang dizzy.

Feng Yang had no choice but to close his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he found that his side was pitch black, and he could barely see his fingers.

Feng Yang was puzzled in his heart, and he didn't know what was going on, so he heard a rumbling sound overhead.

Feng Yang looked up, and in the sky, there were dark clouds, and lightning was flowing in the dark clouds. And Feng Yang can see something, also by the light brought by lightning.

"What is this for?" Feng Yang didn't know what was going on, but he had a bad premonition in his heart, he wanted to get up and leave, but found that he seemed to be pointed, he couldn't move at all, and only his head could move.

"What's going on?" Feng Yang's heart became impatient, but he could see that if the thunder above his head slashed down, his ** would be gone.

"If you are obsessed, you can immortalize your soul ......"

The voice of vicissitudes sounded again, Feng Yang looked up, but he couldn't see anyone else at all.

"If you have an obsession, your soul will not die?" Feng Yang pondered this sentence in his heart, probably knowing the meaning of this sentence.

It means that he is at the peak, and he must be struck by lightning today, and his ** will definitely be wiped out by the split, but if you want to live, you must be obsessed, so that your soul does not disperse, and there is a chance to be reborn.

Feng Yang saw that he was definitely going to be split, and he didn't want to do too much struggle, and his current task was to live.

Feng Yang was thinking about it, and suddenly, a heavenly thunder slashed down towards Feng Yang.

Feng Yang had experienced the Heavenly Thunder twice before, once when he was born, and the other when the Ancient Empire was fighting against the Heavenly Realm powerhouses.

A bolt of lightning crossed the sky, directly through the void, making a dull sound, but at the same time, the thunder had already hit Feng Yang's body, and in an instant, Feng Yang's body felt a sharp pain, and then on top of that formation, Feng Yang's **, as imagined, was directly wiped out.

However, after a puff of smoke, above the formation, a transparent soul was suspended above.

That's the soul of Feng Yang!

I saw the soul, motionless, not knowing if it was still alive.

However, if the soul is broken, the soul will not appear.

Gradually, Feng Yang's eyes slowly opened.

"My soul realm, have you broken through?" Feng Yang said in surprise.

Before Feng Yang, the soul realm is the Great Perfection of the Concentration Realm, that is, it is about to enter the next more advanced realm, this

The realm is called the realm of spirituality.

The power of the soul can break through the shackles of **, as if it is a spirit. And what is called breaking through the shackles of **? That is to say, when Feng Yang does not have **, he can also survive through the existence of the soul. That is, like Li Qingyun. If someone provided it, it can still be resurrected again.

"My soul is not extinguished, so my soul has broken through to the Lingming realm?" Feng Yang was very excited and wanted to jump, but his ** was gone, and he still seemed to be glued to the formation, and he still couldn't move.

Suddenly, five energy crystal balls appeared around Feng Yang, and Feng Yang suddenly felt that in the depths of his soul, he actually felt a burst of relaxation.

Gradually, countless particles surged towards Feng Yang's soul and stuck to the edge of Feng Yang's soul.

"It's ...... Is this reshaping my body?" Feng Yang looked at the scene in front of him and said in surprise.

"Huiyun Peak has passed the first trial!" The voice of vicissitudes of life appeared in Feng Yang's ears.

In this way, after about two hours, Feng Yang's physical body was actually restored in that formation.

Suddenly, Feng Yang felt dizzy, and when he opened his eyes again, he returned to the pavilion.

Feng Yang walked down the formation, and then looked up at the top of the pavilion, the portrait of the old man had already disappeared. The rest, is the name on the entire top.

"The First Trial, the ...... of the Dead"

Feng Yang suddenly saw the big red characters in the middle, and around the big characters, there were countless names that he had never heard of.

"These ...... All in the first trial...... Dead ......"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Legacy of Jiuzhou" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~