Chapter 44: Phoenix Terrace
Feng Qiao studied the rusty sword in the room, and the flowing wind sat on the bed, closing his eyes and pranayama. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The footsteps were so light that they were almost inaudible, and the emperor who had already left appeared at the door, and the handsome wanderer slowly walked into the room with a folded folding fan, and his handsome face was finally no longer a cynical smile, but hung a rare solemnity.
"Sit." The flowing wind raised his hand, and an invisible barrier instantly enveloped the entire room, isolating outsiders from all prying eyes inside the house.
Huangfu's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he pressed Liufeng's shoulder, and Liufeng trembled violently.
"Heh, your injuries aren't healed at all."
Liufeng looked at him helplessly, saw the serious but slowly brewing anger in his eyes, sighed, and took off his coat, "I don't want you to worry, this injury is not serious, why bother?" ”
The body that had taken off his coat was covered with bandages, and the bandages had been stained with blood in some places, revealing a dark red. Huangfu untied the bandage, revealing a wound that was hideous and terrifying.
"Damn it!" Huangfu's face was ugly, "You claim to be the strength of the Upper Realm, I don't know that you are actually the peak of the Upper Realm!" That white tiger is so powerful, can it hurt you like this, and the wound is still difficult to heal? Do you know that if you go to hell with such an injury, you will definitely be infected by evil energy! If you don't talk about it, it will delay your advancement, so I'm afraid that I will leave some dark wounds and old wounds! ”
Liufeng smiled bitterly and said, "Now that Cold Cloud City is in power, how can I go down safely?" It's nothing if you don't advance, it's a big deal to consolidate the foundation in the subtle realm. ”
Huangfu was medicating Liufeng's wound, and when he saw that he was pretending to be fine, he laughed angrily, and his hand became much heavier, and said, "Consolidate what!" How many times have you been ruined by them? Wait until you die at the hands of those men one day, and come back—"
Liufeng's wound was violently treated by the emperor, and he couldn't help but snort in pain, and after a while, he guessed: "No." I've waited long enough until I'm starting to get bored," his gaze slowly colded, "and this will soon be over." ”
"What's the matter, what do you think?"
Liufeng shook his head and didn't answer. As the dusk faded, the light in the room began to fade, and the moonstone for lighting flickered a few times and began to glow slowly.
"I have my own ideas, you only look at that girl, just don't let her die."
Huangfu suddenly laughed and quipped, "You brought her back from the Imperial Prison Mountains?" Wouldn't it really be tempting? ”
"How is that possible?" Liufeng refused neatly, so fast that he didn't seem to think about it, but the playful and sadistic meaning in Huangfu's eyes became stronger and stronger, as if to say: You just pretend.
Liufeng simply ignored him, half a sound, and slowly spoke:
"You were wrong. The demon beast that hurt me was not a white tiger, but had a meager Qiqi bloodline. ”
Huangfu knocked over the medicine bottle in his hand at once, shocked to disbelief, and stared at Liufeng deadly.
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As soon as Feng Qiao's mind moved, the rusty sword had already been received into the space of the bracer. She felt that it was convenient, so she simply put a bunch of her own things into it, looked at the empty and clean room, and nodded with satisfaction.
When this bracer was not bound to her, it was just casually put on her hand, and it could fall off with a slight flick, and now it was recognized by blood, and the bracer established a strange connection with her, and the spiritual sense was connected, and only when she took the initiative to erase the connection, the bracer was destroyed, or she died, could she let others take the bracer away.
The general space magic weapon is mostly some jewelry, small cloth bags and the like, like this style of wrist guard is very rare, ordinary people would never think that someone would make the wrist guard into a space magic weapon. What's more, the style of this bracer is simple and plain, and it is extremely difficult to be discovered, and the danger of being killed and robbed of treasures laughs a lot.
After basically being proficient in using bracers, Feng Qiao didn't waste time on this, she took a deep breath and began to sit cross-legged and meditate and cultivate.
The magic recipe was silently recited, the aura was absorbed, and the yuan force was running, and Feng Qiao's consciousness was gradually immersed in a tranquility.
As soon as his spiritual sense moved, Feng Qiao entered the sea of knowledge.
She sighed faintly.
The black and deep scenery that used to look like the night sky is gone, and a sea of fire appears in front of you! The flames were raging, burning, the golden red flames were soaring and jumping, those starlights were still flickering, but they had already turned into flickering and burning points of light, and the dim aurora was replaced by countless golden red lights that streaked across the sky from time to time!
The whole sea of knowledge, heat, heat, spitting flames can burn the whole world!
In the middle of the sea of knowledge, in the midst of the flames, lurked a huge, dark red, blurred shadow that was unrecognizable. Before the shadow, there is a huge bluestone stele, the stele is about a foot high, carved with flying lines, simple and rough. There are three huge, intricate words on it.
Feng Qiao knew that the kind of illegible words were also ancient heavenly seals, she had memorized them carefully, and compared the translation list given by Liufeng, she finally recognized these three words - phoenix, phoenix, and Taiwan.
This is Feng Qiao's Tianling Terrace, the Heavenly Spiritual Terrace after being sealed.
The stronger the talent, the clearer and huge the shape of the spiritual platform, the greater the vision of heaven and earth, and the more magic soul marks that can be practiced in the future.
In the eyes of the world, the Xingling Platform is already the highest, it is out of the group, showing a distinctive shape belonging to the owner, and can trigger the vision of heaven and earth, which is really the existence of envy and hatred of countless people. What Feng Qiao knew before, including what Liufeng told her, was also the same, but when she built the spirit platform, she heard a completely different version from Ruoyuan's mouth.
At that time, those white light silks flew wantonly, and the formed spiritual qi mass trembled violently, Feng Qiao suddenly thought that his spiritual platform had failed under the destruction of the seal, and he was shocked in his heart, but Ruoyuan suddenly opened his mouth.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
His voice was as clear as a cold spring under the moon, with a trace of cool coldness, but it strangely soothed the anxiety in Feng Qiao's heart, and her heart became inexplicably reassured, which also made her slowly calm down.
Countless blue soul filaments separated from his remnant soul light cluster, suppressing the raging sealing white light, the aura in the sea of consciousness gradually calmed down, and the aura mass began to slowly take shape, but Ruoyuan's remnant soul became even more dim.
"I don't know who made this seal, how can it be so stubborn. It's like trying to completely seal your talent, making it difficult for you to embark on the path of martial arts for the rest of your life. But for now, if I destroy half of it, it will only suppress the Heavenly Spirit Platform and no longer attract the vision of heaven and earth, reducing the possibility of you being discovered, but it will not affect your cultivation. ”
As Ruoyuan's cold voice fell, there was a bang in the sea of knowledge, and countless scorching flames exploded, turning the entire deep night sky-like sea of knowledge into a surging sea of flames!
The aura mass split into two, one of which turned into a huge dark red shadow, and the other into that huge stone tablet!