Emperor Taichi entrusted the hands of others and handed over to Ding Feng a volume of imperial edicts. The ancestor of the Xuanchi Divine Sect www.biquge.info studied it for a long time, but he couldn't understand the mysteries. Later, when he saw how powerful Ding Feng was, he didn't dare to hide his secrets.

What's more, Emperor Taichi was like a god, and he had long concluded that the ancestor of the Xuanchi God Sect would not dare to hide the emperor's edict privately. And someone sees all this in their eyes and secretly meddles.

Ding Feng's eyes were gloomy, and he looked at the fire: "I watched a free show, why should I make an appearance?"

The sword aura of Buddhism's most holy and virtuous is shining brightly, and all shadows are dark and cannot be hidden! It is injured by the sword intent, and the black and iron-like scroll is suddenly distorted, turning from black to white, and gold and iron turning into light feathers, as if it has become a living thing.

Suddenly, I heard a high-pitched eagle cry, and this imperial edict turned into a white eagle, stretching its eagle wings, spreading its wings and flying high, hovering in the air. At the same moment, the sword light fell, and the Buddha atmosphere was awe-inspiring. Ten rounds of sword qi rainbow light, shining in the air.

"Wait!"

The sound was like spring thunder, Ding Feng had no intention of stopping, but suddenly there was an unusual ability, condensing the sword of the Holy Buddha. Of course, the sword light paused for a moment, and then slashed down. But the white eagle of the divine horse is also extraordinary, folding its wings, shuttling between the sword rain, and falling down.

The white eagle lost the arrogance and coldness that the eagle should have, and became clever and obedient, standing very obediently on the shoulders of a young man. The young man rubbed the head of the Divine Eagle and said with palpitations: "Drink peck, drink peck, fortunately it didn't hurt your feathers." ”

Seeing that the white eagle was fine, the young man immediately relaxed and turned back to a listless appearance: "The contemptible Lin Fan is the leader of the 'deviant'. This, the Lord pleases, and I hope Your Excellency can appreciate your face. It seems to be tired of mundane things, Lin Fan said it casually, revealing a lazy meaning.

The White Eagle Divine Horse, named Drinking Peck, is obviously taken from a drink and a peck, which is intended to be free. Ding Feng thought to himself, this Lin Fan may be a free-spirited character. But others are 'deviant' and against the emperor, which is a bit specious, and there is a mystery all over the body.

Ding Feng made no secret of his surprise: "I didn't expect that even the emperor would have your helpers by his side." At first, Ding Feng didn't notice the abnormality of the emperor's edict, but before Li Xiaojian left, he secretly mentioned something.

Lin Fan pointed to the heavens, meaning something, and mocked: "Without the protection of the people above, how can we leave this life to fight against the emperor?" It can't be done outside, and it is not possible to do it inside.

But if someone else does it, it may not be better than what the Thirty-Three Days Emperor Zun did.

Deviant and penetrating, he inserted a needle into the seams, and inserted an internal response beside the emperor. Therefore, it was not the true emperor's edict that was handed over to Ding Feng, but the disguise of this white eagle.

Suddenly, Ding Feng somehow set his eyes on the white eagle, felt a feeling, and said: "The Buddha has an allusion to cutting meat to feed the eagle, and you, the white eagle divine horse, must be difficult to feed if you think about it." There was such an allusion in the thirty-three days, and Ding Feng naturally didn't understand which one he was referring to, so he just made a temporary move and said the last sentence.

Lin Fan paused and smiled: "When it is hungry, it will fly out to find food to eat and sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple." When you've had a full stomach, you'll fly back to me. "I don't know where this white eagle came from. Looking at his whole body, Ding Feng didn't show any miracles, as if he was an ordinary white eagle.

Ding Feng did not continue this topic, and said meaningfully: "Whether it is thirty-three days, or your deviance, it is really very mysterious. It's a simple sentence, but it has a different taste.

After a few words, Lin Fan seemed to be interested, and his face became a little spiritual: "If this is the case, I will be able to solve the doubts of the Holy Monarch." "It's much more sincere than just now, and it obviously has the meaning of invitation.

Ding Feng has been interested in deviance for a long time, and he doesn't want to refuse: "If you have some questions, please ask Lin Daoyou to explain your doubts." ”

"I have three questions, one of them, what is the worm that corrupts the crystal wall of Wansage?"

Lin Fan was not surprised, the mystery of the alien insects, in the ten thousand worlds and even in the thirty-three days, few people knew the truth: "Whenever the era changes, the sky descends to rob insects, and they are also Dao worms." It is the worm of the Heavenly Dao, the worm of the end of the law!"

"Heaven doesn't take it, but suffers the blame. But if the heavens don't give you, you will be taken by the heavens!"

Lin Fan didn't answer positively, but said: "Everything in the world is born and raised. It will always be for man, or for heaven. "Man is thoughtful,

Ding Feng thought for a moment and realized: "There is no difference between thieves and dao worms, or for the way of heaven, we are the thieves." "The era changes, there are always foreign objects born, coming and going without a trace, fireworks for a moment, and brilliance in an instant.

There are few records of insect thieves, and Lin Fan seems to be a lazy person, but he is unexpectedly knowledgeable. He opened one portal after another, leading Ding Feng to one heavenly realm after another. The deviant is to avoid the emperor, and the hiding is very deep.

Ding Feng enjoyed the scenery of the thirty-three days like a horse, and thought hard about the insects of the Heavenly Dao, and only spoke halfway: "The second question, the emperor is the main battle, divided into two factions, how do you think about deviant?"

The white eagle finally showed his miracle, and Lin Fan finally wanted to open the door to the place where the deviant was, but this portal was not opened by him, but by the white eagle who opened the way: "See people and talk about people, and talk about ghosts." When we seek you, there is no hostility, but there is no kindness either. Just thinking about how to deal with Emperor Zun and break the cage. ”

The white eagle let out another high-pitched cry, and the eagle's cry contained some strange rhythm, and the void in front of it was like a calm lake, rippling. A swarthy empty door suddenly opened, and it was blurry inside, and it was impossible to see clearly.

When he stepped into the door, Lin Fan stopped, turned around and asked, "Aren't you afraid that this is a trap I set?" Although there is a mortal word in his name, he has no match for this word at all. On the contrary, from beginning to end, it is extraordinary everywhere.

Ding Feng replied calmly: "I can follow you so far, what are I afraid of?" Emperor Taichi's imperial edict was intercepted halfway from the deviant, and the imperial edict was indispensable in order to go to the grand gathering of joint cultivation. is reasonable, Ding Feng has to go to the deviant.

When Lin Fan heard this, he stopped saying and went to the door: "Deviant, please." ”

The two stepped in together, and the situation changed. Remove the heavy clouds and mist, to one place, the mountains and rivers are beautiful. And with the Tongtian Immortal Road, there is a mountain monument. There are nine characters on it: 'Thirty-three days, the clouds are deep and I don't know where'.

The first half of the thirty-three days is very eye-catching, high above the clouds. The five characters looming in the middle of nowhere, hidden in the clouds. From the real to the virtual, from the virtual to the real, the virtual and the real are appropriate. Taoist holy land, but that's it.

At this point, Ding Fengfang asked one last question: "Then who are you?"