The floating islands are homecoming

After everyone returned to the Hanfeng Sect, a ceremony was held for the Fenghua Daoist and all the disciples who died in this battle.

"Yesterday, we had a fierce battle with the people of the Demon Sect, among which our Supreme Elder Fenghua Daoren and several disciples unfortunately died, today we are holding a memorial ceremony here to comfort their souls in the sky!

At this time, Feng Lei did not go to the square, but curled up alone in the house of the Fenghua Dao people, holding the last ring left by the Fenghua Dao people, and kept tears without saying a word.

Outside the door, Chu Yun was calling: "Feng Lei! Today is the memorial ceremony, let's go and put incense on your master! Feng Lei! People can't be resurrected after death, mourning, Uncle Feng Hua definitely doesn't want you to become like this because of his death! Feng Lei! You come out!" while calling and banging on the door, but there was no response from Feng Lei inside.

Chu Yun kept banging on the door and shouting, Feng Lei suddenly said: "You go, help me on the pillar incense, I want to be quiet alone, you let me be quiet for a while." ”

"Okay, then I'll go, you must think about it!" Chu Yun left the small island worriedly and flew towards the floating island in the air.

Sitting in the corner of the room, Feng Lei, at this time, the memory of ten years with the Fenghua Dao people kept floating in his mind, he remembered the pictures that the Fenghua Dao people saw when they brought themselves back, he remembered the memories of the Fenghua Dao people who shamelessly let themselves cook for him for ten years, he couldn't help but smile, and then laughed and cried, he thought of the scene of pulling the beard of the Fenghua Dao people when he was a child, he remembered the worried faces of the Fenghua Dao people during the catastrophe, and suddenly he remembered that before he went on a mission, the Fenghua Dao people let him have time to go to the island in the middle of the lake to see。

Feng Lei immediately got up and flew towards the island in the middle of the lake.

Dressed in white, with long hair fluttering, walking with a sword, and having no emotion, Feng Lei at this time is like a fairy god descending to earth, unstained with mortal dust.

Island in the middle of the lake

The island used to be a place where the maple trees grew.

Maple Thunder set foot on this island in the middle of the lake. This island is different from other islands where the elders live, it is empty, the soil is snow-white, and there are all kinds of spirit plants growing on it, these spirit plants have a common characteristic, that is, compared to the same kind of spirit plants in the outside world, the spirit plants here are smaller, but the medicinal power contained in them is stronger, and they have also obtained a unique power - the power of the underworld. All this difference originates from this lake - the Abyss, the legend of the Abyss is connected to the underworld, and this is the island in the middle of the lake, the place where the spiritual power of the whole sect is the strongest, but it is also the place where the power of the Xuan Ming is the strongest, and perhaps due to the growth of the cold maple tree, ninety percent of the power of the Xuan Ming in the Abyss is constantly converging here, so that the original soil quality here has been changed and turned into white ice crystals.

Feng Lei walked towards the center of the island and walked to the place where the original cold maple tree grew, there was a special sense of familiarity here, which made Feng Lei feel cordial, as if Feng Hua Dao people were still accompanying him.

"Here...... There is the breath of a master. ”

Feng Lei walked to the place where the original cold maple tree grew, and found that he didn't know when, the big pit left by the roots of the original cold maple tree after leaving now turned into a pool of spring water, Feng Lei guessed that the roots of the cold maple tree should have penetrated this island and grown into the abyss, directly absorbing the spiritual power in the spiritual spring of the abyss, and the power that continued to gather over time changed the island.

After the cold maple tree was removed, the place where the roots were originally located became a natural channel, and the abyss spiritual spring under the island gushed up, and it became the current spring water.

Feng Lei also noticed that the power of the Xuan Ming contained in the water of this spring here was far richer than that contained in the spiritual spring outside the world.

"Could it be that the power that gathers the power of the Xuan Ming is not the Han Maple Tree, is it still here?" Feng Lei stepped forward to check suspiciously.

Maple Thunder crouched beside the spring, examining it carefully, and finally focused his attention on the four strange stones.

There are four stones in the south, south, and northwest directions of this spring, and these four stones are engraved with strange characters, but if you look closely, you think they are natural cracks. If you don't pay attention to these four stones, you will inevitably think that they are waste rocks.

Maple Ray stepped forward to move one of the stones, but found that his strength was completely unable to move the stone, and it seemed to merge with the island.

Piece by piece, I tried to move it, but it was all the same. Suddenly, Feng Lei thought, could this be a magic weapon!

Feng Lei directly used mana to inject four stones, a steady stream of mana injection, the cracks on the stone seemed to be flooded, starting to glow from the lowest place, slowly rising, and each stone glowed in a different color, the east is turquoise, the west is silvery-white, the south is red, and the north is black. Isn't this exactly the corresponding Quartet Divine Beast?

Feng Lei continued to inject mana, and just when the crack was completely lit up, the four stones suddenly trembled violently, and finally floated up, revolving around Feng Lei, and finally flew into Feng Lei's dantian.

"What's going on!"

Feng Lei looked inside the dantian in a panic, but he found that the four stones actually fell around the cold maple tree in his dantian, corresponding to the four directions.

Isn't this really what this island looks like? Could it be that these four stones are not one with the cold maple tree? But whose roots have stones on them?

Feng Lei urged these four stones, and suddenly the four stones released a powerful suction, converging the nearby spiritual power and the power of the Xuan Ming towards Feng Lei's dantian.

"This ...... This stone can indeed gather spiritual energy, but why did it settle in my dantian? Could it really be related to the Cold Maple Tree?"

At this moment, the light of the four stones converged and enveloped the Xuanming Spring, and the spring water was continuously compressed and finally merged into the small abyss in Feng Lei's body.

Suddenly, Feng Lei's body was overflowing with cold, and ice cubes formed under his feet, Feng Lei hurriedly used his mana to try to balance this power, and it took a while for Feng Lei to appease this powerful freezing force.

Feng Lei lowered his head and found that the power of the Xuan Ming in the Xuan Ming Spring was completely gone, and the current Xuan Ming Spring was the same as the spiritual spring in the lake.

"What the hell is this!" Feng Lei felt that this thing was not simple, and it might be the chance that the master was talking about.

These four stones did not have any harm except that they would continuously gather and compress the external aura and finally merge it into the Maple Thunder Dantian.

Maple Lei didn't think much about continuing to explore, but found that there was nothing but the white soil and those strange spirit plants.

Feng Lei walked to the shore and sat down, looking at the cloudless sky.

"Master, is this what you asked me to find? I found it, but you haven't told me what it is and how to use it! Master! Master, wait for me, when I cultivate to the throne, I will definitely find a way to resurrect you!" Feng Lei held the ring in his hand, looking at the sky alone, the world was suffocating.