After the beast tide is over, the night on the Frostwolf Frontier seems more peaceful than usual. There was still a drizzle of snow in the sky, and only a few lights hanging outside on the side of the street shimmered, and at this moment, everyone fell asleep.

The long night began to pass quietly.

Soon, a faint light shone on the horizon of status in the distance, and a new day quietly arrived.

At this time, Feng Di is experiencing a wonderful thing.

What appeared in front of him was a vast sea of white clouds. He was standing in the middle of the sea of clouds, and he couldn't feel anything under his feet, as if he was walking directly in the air. However, even though it feels empty under your feet, you can walk as if you were on flat ground.

The sea of clouds is very large. If you want to talk about the specific scope, you can't say it. Because there is a sea of clouds everywhere you look, you can't see the edge at all.

In such a world where it is easy for people to be idle, Feng Yan can't be idle. It's not that he doesn't want to rest, it's that he has to figure out where he is first, which is basically the most realistic thing a monk would do in such a situation.

Feng Yan first chose a direction to walk slowly, then ran, and finally even used wind spiritual power. However, after running for a long time, there is still a sea of clouds in front of me, and I still can't see the edge.

Such a result made Feng Yan feel very puzzled and helpless.

"What the hell is this place?"

He asked this question, not just for himself, but also to be lucky enough to hear from others.

After a while, Feng Yan's situation did not change in any way, and he seemed to be the only one in the huge sea of clouds.

In order to solve this dilemma, Feng Yan planned to meditate and pranayama and think, and was ready to find a useful solution.

At this moment, the sea of clouds suddenly and rapidly moved, rolling up and down in front of Feng Yan's eyes. Then, in an incomprehensible way, the sea of clouds moved around the wind, and in an unnormal way, it turned into a cloud of snow in an instant.

The originally snow-white world suddenly became dark, and thunder thundered around Feng Yan. Thunder roared, snow fell, and a chill arose.

At this time, Feng Yan found that it was no longer a sea of clouds under his feet, but a black oppressive patch, and he couldn't see anything. At the same time, his body suddenly began to sink, and there was a noticeable feeling of falling from the sky.

Feng Yan reacted immediately, and the spiritual power quickly circulated throughout his body, and his body adjusted its posture as much as possible. When the body was almost adjusted, the wind began to control the direction of the spiritual power.

Under the control of his efforts, although he still had a feeling of falling, he managed to fly and stabilize his body. At this time, he only thought of one thing - landing as soon as possible, his spiritual power was not enough for him to consume.

At this moment, the dim sky suddenly disappeared. Yes, it disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a beautiful landscape. As far as the eye can see, there are green mountains and green waters, and there are a few flocks of birds flying leisurely in the sky.

Compared with the previous thunderstorm and snow, this is a beautiful fairyland on earth.

At this point, the wind felt as if he had stepped on something. When I looked, I found myself on the top of a mountain. The fan calculated according to the falling speed of his own flight, and he was only half a meter high from the top of the mountain just now.

Knowing this result, Feng Yan shook his head and smiled.

When he fell to the ground, he was naturally attracted by the green mountains and green waters, and he couldn't help but watch it. On the way to view, his eyes couldn't help but be attracted by a building at the bottom of the mountain.

That building is not a magnificent palace, nor is it a magnificent ancient temple, but an ordinary farmhouse. However, that place will never be forgotten, because it is the home of him and Mo Lao.

At this time, the surrounding scene slowly changed, and finally changed to the mountain behind Heping Town, and the building that was originally only one place also became the appearance of Heping Town. But as if he hadn't noticed anything unusual, he just walked slowly.

Walking down the familiar mountain road, Feng Yan gradually came to the familiar farmhouse. Along the way, many townspeople greeted Feng Di, but Feng Di didn't seem to hear him, but just made his way home.

At this time, Feng Yan didn't seem to notice that the originally bright sky suddenly changed to night, and the appearance of the town was the same as the night he usually saw.

When he reached the door, he found that the door was not locked, but wide open. At this time, he noticed that there were two more lanterns in the doorway, and the bright light of the fire added a bit of life to the place.

"Wow-oh-"

There was a sound of striking iron, intermittently, mixed with some inaudible human voices.

An inexplicable feeling suddenly appeared in the fan's heart, and he strode in.

"Division—"

When the words came to his lips, he stopped.

The person who struck the iron was not Mo Lao, but Yueli. At this time, she was frowning at the red sword in front of her, and seemed a little dissatisfied.

"You're back...... Everybody's waiting inside, you go in first, I'll go over after this fight. ”

Hearing Yueli's words, Feng Yan suddenly heard a noisy sound in the room. When I looked back, I saw that the small farmhouse was brightly lit, and several figures came and went.

"What are you doing in a daze? Today, Aunt Wang is cooking, and it would be a waste to go late. ”

Yueli's voice came again, and Feng Yan realized that Yueli had put the sword aside...... In the water tank, the work of the subordinates has also stopped.

Before Feng Yan could react, Yueli tugged on Feng Yan's arm and prepared to leave. However, after two or three tuggings, she gave up. She couldn't move.

"Gone!"

After saying this, Feng Yan began to walk slowly.

At this time, Feng Yan found that the hut seemed to have been renovated, and the materials were all new. Above the doorway, there were two small lanterns, and the light shone on the small area in front of the door.

Upon entering the room, Windfall saw many familiar faces.

At that small table, there were Hua Xi, Xue Ji, and Moon Shadow, and there were a few dishes on the table, and they seemed to be waiting for time to eat, and they all sat there peacefully. From time to time, there was a sound of stir-frying in the kitchen, and someone should be cooking there.

The room was very bright, which was very different from the previous one. Feng Yan looked at it, who should have designed it. The candlesticks are positioned in such a way as to provide illumination without hindering the coordination of the room.

Then, Wind Death involuntarily looked at the bed on the left. On the bed, an old man and a woman were sitting. The woman is Wang Ling, and the old man is Mo Lao.

Feng Yan stepped forward, wanting to talk to Mo Lao. But at this moment, everything around him suddenly turned into black water and melted before his eyes.

Immediately after, the black water shrank in front of the wind from all directions, and a little white light revealed from the surroundings.

The black water is closing faster and faster, and gradually turning into a large mass of black water, which is still changing its appearance. And the surroundings have become white.

In a few moments, the black water turned into a black turtle that was a little lower than the wind fall.

Feng Yan recognized it, this was Xuanwu.