Her body, like a kite with a broken string, flew into the distance, and even if she hadn't died after the blow of the statue now, she would have been thrown to death. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the darkness, with a flash of golden light, Qi Yu appeared in front of Ling Qianxue, hugged her, and fell to the ground, he looked at Ling Qianxue's miserable white face, as well as the bright red blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes suddenly became gentle, and he said softly: "Thank you, no matter what the result is, you did your best." ”

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It is rumored that in ancient times, the world experienced two long periods of desolation.

The first time was a strange fire from the sky, which burned the earth, and the whole world was ablaze, and the flames destroyed almost all living beings in the world, and at the same time created some strong races.

The second time is that the water floods the golden mountain, flooding the sky, even the high heavenly dome, has not escaped the baptism of the water, the world is flooded, natural disasters and man-made disasters are continuous, and countless deaths and injuries are innumerable.

However, there are always strong races that are fighting against the heavens and the earth, and in order to survive, they exhaust the power of the race to ensure that future generations continue to multiply.

Thousands of years have passed, and those two great disasters seem to have been forgotten by people, far behind, but as long as they are immortal cultivators, they will never forget that since those two disasters, two strange powers have begun to arise in the world.

The power of fire versus the power of water.

Fire and water.

With fire, cultivate to the extreme, and burn everything.

Water, cultivated to the extreme, flooded the sky.

However, if you want to break through the last shackles of cultivation and turn into an immortal, you must cultivate the five strange powers of this world, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, to the peak.

Cultivating any of the five powers to the peak is something that ordinary immortal cultivators dare not imagine, let alone five.

This is true for the powerhouses of the Xiaotian Realm, the same is true for the powerhouses of the Taixu Realm, and further down, the powerhouses of the Soul Formation Realm, some of them don't even know how to cultivate the power of the Five Elements.

Ling Feng is an ordinary one among those powerhouses in the Taixu Realm.

He either learned about these legends from his elders or read them from ancient books, and he believed in them.

He really wanted to see with his own eyes what it was like to cultivate the Five Elements to the extreme, even if it was any of them.

Now, he seems to have fulfilled his wish.

Water, the whole world is water.

The waves roared in the yellow water, the sky was gloomy, and the huge thunder and lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the water as if it were day, and then disappeared.

It's raining, it's raining, it's raining.

The raindrops, the size of beans, smashed into the water like steel balls, stirring up ripples, and the ripples just emerged, and they were swallowed up by the monstrous waves.

In the distance, it was even more spectacular, a water unicorn made entirely of water condensed and with a huge body roared, its roar pulling the thunder in the sky, constantly bombarding the primitive man riding a raft and holding a simple spear beside it.

They were numerous, but in the great waves, they were as fragile as leaves, drifting in the wind, and scattered by thunder.

It's just that they still whisper trumpets in their mouths, and there is no fear on their faces, and there is only fanaticism and determination.

If this water unicorn is not killed, this land will be flooded forever, and their children and grandchildren will never have a place to stay.

Ling Feng was holding a piece of wood and floating in the water, his eyes looking at the water qilin in the distance, and the primitive people who were trying to kill it.

His eyes were full of shock, what kind of belief drove those small human beings to fight against the spirit beasts created by heaven and earth?

What kind of confidence made them have the courage to kill a spirit beast whose strength was greater than their own, and they didn't know how much?

The huge wave hit, and Ling Feng was swept into the water, and the powerful water pressure almost crushed his body.

He was like a yellowed autumn leaf, so fragile in the face of the forces of heaven and earth, if the waves receded a few moments later, he would have sunk to the bottom of the water, or be swept to an unknown place.

He was already wet all over his body, and the sand from the muddy water poured into his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, and at first he tried to get the sand out, but then he realized that it was in vain, so he gave up.

The torrential rain blurred his vision, and the dense rain curtain was like a thick fog, almost engulfing the primitive people in the distance.

However, the huge water unicorn was still extremely clear, and every scale on its body could be seen clearly by Ling Feng.

Suddenly, the water unicorn roared, raised its front hooves, and stepped heavily into the water.

In the sky, countless huge thunders roared and slashed into the water, and a huge wave that almost covered the entire sky swept out from under the feet of the water qilin.

The primitive man's expression changed drastically, and he didn't have time to react, he was already swallowed up by the huge waves.

That huge wave, in Ling Feng's shocked gaze, cut through the water at an extremely fast speed, and reached a place not far from him.

He cried out, but his voice was drowned like a mosquito compared to the thunder in the sky, and he wanted to flee, but he did not know where to flee, and there was water in front of him, and water in the back, but there were no great waves behind him.

How can the power of human beings be compared to heaven and earth?

The huge wave passed through the place where Lingfeng was, and the deafening sound of the water made him completely unbearable, and his small body was drowned in a patch of white.

Under the strong pressure, he fainted instantly.

Subconsciously, he felt that he was sinking towards the bottom of the water, like a pebble that could only sink downward, not rise to the surface.

He had tightness in his chest, shortness of breath, and wanted to struggle, but his body was bound by the water and he couldn't move.

He wanted to breathe, but all he could breathe in was water with sand in his mouth.

I don't know how much water he drank, he felt bloated and wanted to vomit, but he vomited out, only water mixed with sand.

Water, all water, nothing but water.

"Water...... Water ......" Lingfeng muttered, he suddenly realized that he could speak, coughed violently, and when he opened his eyes, a bright ray of sunlight shone on him through the layers of dark clouds.

Warmth, with a hint of hope.

"You haven't drunk enough water, have you?" When Ling Feng was wondering if he had arrived in the underworld, a pleasant voice sounded in his ears, he turned his head and saw a girl with a beautiful face, looking at him, but the person who spoke was not her.

Turning his head to the other side again, a girl who was more beautiful than the girl just now was standing on the side, looking at Ling Feng with a smile, and the person who spoke was her.

"Am I dead?" Ling Feng coughed and spit out a few mouthfuls of water, he slowly got up, feeling that his body was a little floating, and hurriedly stabilized.

The girl giggled and said, "Not only are you talking nonsense when you're faint, but you're so funny when you're awake." ”

Ling Feng was stunned, frowned, and said, "I'm not dead?" What did I say? ”

The girl raised her eyebrows, thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Well, what bamboo, what peak, and what Qianxue, at first glance, you are a flowery radish." ”

The girl giggled, and the girl on the other side laughed with her.

Ling Feng was extremely embarrassed and said, "Apart from these, I didn't say anything else, right?" ”

He was really worried that he would tell some things that he shouldn't say, that all life in the illusory space had spirits, and that he might come from which real space, and that it was not a good thing for his secret to be passed on.

The girl on the side said two words to the girl that Ling Feng didn't understand at all, and the two laughed even more vigorously, only tears flowed down.

Only then did Ling Feng notice that the girl's dress was completely different from that girl, she was completely indigenous, with a fur skirt, her upper body was only covered with a piece of animal skin, and her face was flushed, revealing a healthy beauty.

And that girl was wearing a modern dress that Lingfeng looked extremely comfortable on, with red lips and white teeth, and beautiful eyes shining like jewels.

Obviously, the girl spoke an indigenous language, and this girl was a modern person who was similar to Lingfeng.

It's just that Lingfeng is curious, how did this girl get mixed up with this group of natives? It seemed that she had a very good relationship with the girl.

"I don't know the girl's name, thank you for saving her life." Ling Feng hugged his fist at the girl and said.

The girl finally stopped laughing, and then couldn't help laughing again, and said while laughing: "It's good if you call me Qinglan, giggles, it's not me who saved you, I don't have that ability, giggles, I said you're so old-fashioned, can't you laugh?" Cluck. ”

Ling Feng was speechless, she didn't like to laugh, and in her opinion, she had become a laughing stock, "Let the girl laugh, can I meet my savior?" ”

Qinglan stopped laughing and said, "Of course you can, come, old-fashioned young master, you come with me." ”

The place where Lingfeng and the others are now turned out to be a huge raft made of giant logs, on which many simple tents were built, Qinglan and the girl led Lingfeng to the largest tent and stopped.

The girl walked in first, and several voices came from inside, of course, Ling Feng couldn't understand it at all.

After a while, the girl walked out and nodded at Lingfeng, who responded with a smile and entered the tent.

A man with extremely strong muscles was sitting on a log, saw Lingfeng come in, and said a word, Qinglan walked to Lingfeng's side and said, "This is the tribal leader Balza, he asked you what you are doing here, and he saved you." ”

Lingfeng smiled at Balza and said, "Tell the leader of Ba, thank you for saving his life, I came here by accident." ”

Qinglan nodded and said to Balza.

Balza nodded in hearing and said a long sentence.

"The chief said, It was not he who saved you, but the shining sun that saved you, and you are a gift from God to them, and you are born again in the sun, and you are destined to be a messenger of God." Qinglan explained.

Ling Feng's brows furrowed when he heard this, he didn't understand why at all, he looked at Qinglan with a confused expression, and asked, "What does this mean?" ”

Qinglan shook her head at him lightly and didn't speak.

Balza got up suddenly, folded his hands, saluted Lingfeng, and said extremely lamely: "You guys, go back and rest first." ”

On the edge of the raft, Lingfeng stood there quietly, looking up at the sun in the sky.

The light is very dazzling and warm.

He didn't understand why he had suddenly become the so-called messenger of God, which god was this God?

"The natives here all believe in the sun god and believe that he can bring light to them when the storm comes." Qinglan appeared behind Lingfeng, and she walked slowly until she stood side by side with Lingfeng, "The reason why they believe in the sun god is because there are storms raging here all year round, and they have lost many companions and relatives. ”

Ling Feng nodded and said, "It turns out that they believe in the sun god, but why would Balza regard me as a messenger of the gods?" ”

Qinglan said: "He said, when you surfaced, there happened to be a ray of sunshine shining on you in the sky, I don't know if you believe it or not, here, I haven't seen the sun for almost half a year." ”

"You mean that whoever the sun shines on, who is the messenger of the sun god?" Lingfeng Road.

He didn't understand the logic of these natives, after the rain, it would naturally be sunny, but what if he hadn't seen the sun for half a year? The sun was shining right on him, and it was just a coincidence.

"You can understand it that way." Thanh Lan Road.

Lingfeng shook his head and didn't speak, perhaps, these natives are very simple in their thoughts, their belief in the sun god is extremely devout, and they believe that the sun god can help them drive away the storm.

However, even if they are simple-minded, they are far more united than human civilization, they have a common belief, and they have a common goal, that is, to survive the storm.

Lingfeng will never forget that those fearless and brave figures in the storm, in the face of a behemoth with a strength that exceeds his own thousands, they are not afraid at all, although they have been submerged in troubled waters, their spirit, to this day, still shocks Lingfeng.

Perhaps, what gave them the courage to fight was not the sun god, but their own instinct to survive.

Qinglan saw that Lingfeng was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you speak?" ”

Ling Feng was expressionless and said, "Where are you from?" ”

"I was rescued by them before, and I have forgotten where I came from." Qinglan looked at Ling Feng's serious expression, at this time, instead of feeling that he was as old-fashioned as before, she felt that he was very profound, he must be a person with a story.

"Oh."

Lingfeng agreed, walked to the side, sat down, looked at the turbid water, and fell into deep thought.

Everything is illusory, he said to himself.

Sometimes, what the eye sees is not necessarily true.

However, his soul is really in this subtle illusory environment, feeling everything here.

108,000 years of reincarnation, in exchange for not a heart of stone, but his perception of the Tao and life.

In the end, he even summed up a truth.

Everything must be treated calmly, and only by maintaining absolute calmness can we finally achieve the supreme road.

From the desert to the waters, he had only one thought in his mind.

Walk to the end of the area and you'll find the exit.

Now that he was inexplicably named the messenger of the gods, he couldn't help but want to laugh, but he remembered the scene of those natives and water unicorns fighting, and his smile stopped abruptly.

"You haven't told me where you're from." Qinglan finally met someone who could communicate freely with her, and she always wanted to pester Lingfeng to chat with her.

She sat down and turned her head sideways to look at Lingfeng, her beautiful eyes blinking.

"Messenger of God, what needs to be done?" Lingfeng still looked at the water and said.

"We need to help them fight against the Water Kirin." Thanh Lan Road.

"Sure enough." Ling Feng smiled bitterly, "That thing is not something that ordinary people can deal with. ”

He shook his head, these natives are driven by the desire to survive, fighting against the water qilin, it is not a stupid act, at least they have a purpose, and he, unlike them, he will leave this water sooner or later, he is an outsider, there is no need to risk dealing with the impossible water qilin.

It was completely hitting a stone with an egg, and the water unicorn could lift the place upside down with any stomp of his feet.

"You're no ordinary person." Qinglan smiled, "You are the messenger of the gods. ”

"You believe it?" Ling Feng shook his head and said.

"They just believe it." Thanh Lan Road.

"What? Are you going to help them? Qinglan said again.

"Help, naturally will help." Ling Feng said softly.

Regardless of whether he really drowned in the water or not, at least Balza saved himself, he always owes him a great favor, and naturally he has to pay it back.

In front of the powerful Water Qilin, he would not choose to back down, he believed that he would definitely find a way to deal with it.

"You're so stupid." Thanh Lan Road.

Ling Feng smiled and said, "If the person who saved you begged you to do something for him, would you refuse?" ”

"I ......" Qinglan pursed her lips, frowned and thought for a while, and said, "I won't." ”

Ling Feng smiled, got up and patted Qinglan on the shoulder, and walked towards the raft in the distance, he wanted to be alone and quiet.

Like a miracle, after Lingfeng arrived on the raft, it never rained again, and in the evening, the sky also lit up the sunset, which was quite beautiful.

The bonfire burning in the stone vessels of the raft, together with the sunset on the horizon, illuminates the raft red, and a few wild animals are roasted on the bonfire, and the fragrance is fragrant.

Balza led his people around the campfire, clasped their hands together, and prayed.

Lingfeng sat in the crowd with Qinglan and watched this scene quietly.

After they finished praying, the game on the bonfire had been roasted, Balza said a few words, walked to the bonfire, took one of the largest game, and when he arrived in front of Lingfeng, he offered it with both hands, and said a word to Qinglan at the same time.

"He said this is the best thing their tribe can come up with, please laugh at it." Thanh Lan Road.

"Give me that one, will?" Ling Feng stretched out his hand and pointed to the smallest game on the bonfire, and said.

Balza shook his head.

When dealing with the angels of God, they have to give him the best things, otherwise, it is blasphemy and disrespect to God.

"You take it, if you don't take it, he'll always be like this." Thanh Lan Road.

Ling Feng sighed, stretched out his hand to take the game, and said, "Thank him for me." ”

Balza smiled at Lingfeng and slowly retreated.

Ling Feng glanced down at the game in his hand, the temperature was still very hot, but the aroma was full, but he didn't want to touch it.