Speaking of "cross-border soul union", Lei Luo was reminded by the lead, and remembered the night when he accepted the "Thunder Emperor's baptism", Yu Lao threw the swarthy stone into the air, and the purple thunder in the sky came to this stone, and in the end, Yu Lao lost his life under the bombardment of thunder and lightning, and Lei Luo was infused by thunder and lightning, and passed out, but the stone was hit by purple thunder and shot into the mountain wall.

It seems that all of this was arranged in advance by a force in the underworld, Lei Luo nodded firmly, and asked: "What is this stone, and what does it have to do with the 'soul union'?" Qingmeng replied: "This stone is called the 'Soul Carved Stone', which records a trace of your power in your previous life, if you don't rely on this stone, you will be torn to pieces by the power of the 'cross-border law' when you "cross the border".

Fengxing's reaction was faster than Lei Luo, and he immediately asked Qingmeng: "Then I wonder if Qingmeng girl relies on the power of this 'soul carving stone'?"

Qingmeng didn't answer, just waved his hand, and a black round stone appeared in his hand. Qingmeng said to Lei Luo and Fengxing: "Although I Qingmeng is confident, I am not arrogant. I'm not stupid enough to fight against the 'law of crossing' with the power of the flesh. How dangerous the cross-border law is, it is useless for me to say more, and you will know it when the time comes. But I have a word of advice: protect this thing that you call stone, for losing it is much worse than losing your life. ”

These words are really incomprehensible, what else is Dingxi, is more than life?

Yin Xian greeted Lei Luo and Fengxing, and said to the two: "Keep the Su Zhu, as for the deep lake bottom and the 'soul carving stone' embedded in the stone wall, don't look for it for the time being, on the seventh day of the seventh month, the stars are shining, the soul is carved Su Yin, goodbye to the other world." After saying this, Yinxian, Qingmeng, and Wind Ghost held hands, and suddenly sank downward, and then disappeared in an instant.

Thunderfall and Fengxing don't know how many questions they still have to ask, and they don't know how many mysteries are still to be solved, but what can be done?

Lei Luo and Feng Xing looked at each other and smiled, and shrugged their shoulders helplessly. Feng Xing tightened the clothes that surrounded his lower body and said to Lei Luo: "Only the next time we meet, I will return your clothes." But Lei Luo didn't seem to hear it, and asked a question he wanted to ask a long time ago: "Fengxing, have we known each other before, or have we met?" Fengxing smiled and said: "On the Zhuxi Lake Mountain, it is the first time we have met, at least in the past eighteen years, we have met for the first time. There is something in the wind jargon, it seems that he must know more things than Lei Luo, Lei Cheng was unwilling to be kept in the dark, so he asked: "Feng Xing, what do you mean by this, don't you mean that we met before we were born eighteen years ago?"

I regretted it just after asking Lei Luo, what kind of questions did Lei Luo ask. Sure enough, Feng Xing said to Lei Luo with a smile: "Well, we should have known each other in our previous lives." As soon as he finished speaking, they both laughed at the same time. The feeling of déjà vu in their hearts is just a feeling after all.

Laughing, laughing at this inexplicable encounter, laughing at this unpredictable fate, laughing so much that his stomach hurts, Lei Luo straightened up, crossed his waist and asked Fengxing: "Don't you feel cold?" Fengxing suddenly smiled and said to Lei Luo seriously: "You gave me your coat, do you feel cold?"

These words made Lei Luo suddenly have an impulse, so he quickly took off his clothes, still sprinkled all over his body with the fluttering snowflakes, but he didn't feel the slightest cold. simply lay down in the snow, rolled a few times, and buried his head in the snowdrift, how could there be a trace of cold feeling, but the surging thunder yuan in his body stirred and pulled, and Lei Luo always felt that he could melt the snowstorm in an instant.

"Don't play," Feng Xing turned around, looked at the other side of the mountain and said to Lei Luo, "It's still early, follow me, please have a cup of tea, don't lose it." As soon as the words fell, the whole figure faded and floated out like a gust of wind. Lei Luo didn't dare to slack off, grabbed his clothes, barted his feet, stepped on the thunderbolt repeatedly, and chased out.

The trees were stirring, the snow was dancing, and two ghostly figures were moving rapidly through the depths of this deserted forest. I don't know why, after this duel with the Xunfeng Beast, the previous anxiety about fate and the fear of the future are like these rapidly regressing trees, which were left far behind by Thunderfall, and what unfolded in front of Thunderfall will be a world that is unknown, but always feels extremely familiar, and Thunderfall gradually believes that this is his fate.

Across several snow peaks, the figure of thunder and wind stopped on a lonely peak, looking around, there is a big "will be the top of the mountain, a glance at the mountains and small." I saw that the vast mountains were full of fluttering snowflakes, and the mountains and rivers of heaven, earth and mountains were white, and it seemed that they were no longer in the world. What's even more rare is that in this lonely peak dense forest, there is actually a thatched hut.

This will not be Fengxing's home, right? Looking at the momentum of Fengxing's speech, his hidden aristocratic temperament, it is impossible for him to be born in this barren mountain and wilderness.

Feng Xing was stunned when he saw the thunder, pushed open the firewood door with one hand, and said while walking inside: "The world is complicated, this lonely peak and deep forest, accompanied by the breeze and bright moon, can get rid of all kinds of distracting thoughts, so that I can better communicate with the wind of nature." As soon as he said this, Lei Luo had a deep understanding, and if Lei Luo wanted to echo with the natural thunder of the clouds above his head, he must calm down and guide the Lei Yuan in his body to communicate with it. It seems that this is undoubtedly a place for popular cultivation.

The two thatched huts, which are extremely simple, are made of nothing more than trees in the forest, but they are cleaned neatly and tidy, which makes people feel intimate. Feng Xing pulled out a pair of trousers out of nowhere and put them on, returned the coat to Lei Luo, and said to Lei Luo: "Are you hungry, will you heat two steamed buns......?" Feng Xing covered his chest and spit out the steamed buns in his mouth with a snort, those snow-white steamed buns had been completely dyed red at the moment, and Feng Xing vomited blood.

Lei Luo was in a hurry, and he stretched out his hand to help, Feng Xing waved his hand to stop Lei Luo, and he staggered towards the Chai Gate. Lei Luo dared to slack off, chasing Fengxing and running out, seeing him stumbling but not daring to reach out to help, Fengxing is a very confident, self-respecting man, now to help him, I'm afraid it is more serious than asking him to die. Feng Xing's injuries seemed to be extremely serious, dripping blood all the way, spilling on the ground, like lotus flowers blooming in the snow......

Following Fengxing to the back of the thatched hut, Lei Luo couldn't help but take a cool breath, behind this was a cliff, looking down, I saw that the mountain wall was flat and neat, smooth like tofu cut out with a quick knife. Feng Xing wore only a pair of trousers, his shirt was exposed, and he sat down on the edge of the cliff. Looking at the posture of him sitting cross-legged, he should be healing. I'm afraid that the damage caused by the fire beast is far more simple than what Lei Luo sees. When the monster sent out a "flash of light", the wind ghost said that the level of the fire beast was very high, and he was worried that the wind would not be able to resist it. Now it seems that although Fengxing has carried Yiyin, the damage to his body must be extremely serious, so serious that he may not even know it, and now, although Lei Luo knows that there is no danger here, but just in case, it is better to be careful, so Lei Luo will guard Feng Xing.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain of more than 3,000 meters, there are scattered pieces of jade between heaven and earth, fluttering and sprinkling, and the forest is white. Looking around, behind is the wind thatched hut, in front of a cliff, on the other side of the cliff, hazy is another mountain range, in addition to the thunder and wind, I don't know if there are living creatures in this world. Standing on the side of Feng Xing, standing on the edge of the cliff, Lei Luo simply closed his eyes.

The mountain breeze is slow, and the mountain wind is also hunting, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, seemingly without a trace, but it seems to have traces to follow. Following the mountain wind, the thunderous breathing became steady and long, and gradually, the breathing and heartbeat unconsciously beat with the rhythm of the wind. When the wind is strong, the thunder will take a deep breath, and when the wind is slow, the thunder will exhale faintly, and the breath will be less and less in the process, and the interval will be longer and longer, until finally, the thunder will seem to lose its heartbeat and breath......

At this moment, thunderfall is no longer a feeling of blending into the nature of the mountains and rivers, but the nature of the mountains and rivers is in my heart. The whole mountain forest, all the trees, the squirrels jumping between the trees, every wisp of mountain wind, every snowflake, is like a part of the thunderbolt's body, standing in the thunderbolt's blood, growing, jumping......

"The wind and water rise, and the clouds divide yin and yang. The wind blows the clouds, and the same pole hurts each other. "Guiding Thunder for Use, Strongest and Strong!" "Guiding Thunder" appeared extremely clearly in Lei Luo's mind, and it was not until this moment that Lei Luo realized that his understanding of it was so superficial. Where does thunder come from? Lei Luo has always thought that only the thunder yuan in his body and the clouds above his head will produce thunder, but now, on the top of this snow-capped mountain, which is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world and is quiet and inactive, the mountain wind and snow suddenly make Lei Luo understand that every grass, tree, flower and tree in this world is all thunder.

The discharge of positive and negative charges from the clouds overhead will produce thunder, so where does the cloud come from, and doesn't it come from the wind and water around the thunder?" "If Lei Luo can control the wind and water around him, why worry about not having a steady stream of Lei Yuan......

In a flash of inspiration, Lei Luo suddenly understood something, but he couldn't grasp the key. Lei Luo knew that there were some things that he couldn't rush to, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and slowly guided the Yin and Yang currents in his body to converge and merge, trying to use Lei Yuan to explore the world around him, maybe he would gain something.

Time passed minute by minute, and there was not a ray of sunlight to be seen, but the thunder seemed to feel the sun disappear from the top of his head and gradually disappear under his feet. The surroundings are getting darker and darker, the wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, and the breath of the body dances with this rhythm, which is so pleasant. I don't know when, the wind stopped and the snow stopped, everything was silent, and a ray of warm sun tore through the darkness and sprinkled on this mountain. Lei Luo suddenly regained consciousness, this station, actually stood in this snowstorm all night, as soon as he raised his hand, a squirrel jumped from the top of Lei Luo's head, and fled in panic. It seems that it has taken Thunderfall as a lifeless snowman.

Shaking off the thick snow on his body, he opened his eyes and saw that there was a humanoid snowdrift on Lei Luo's side, and Fengxing's body was completely invisible. He was worried about whether there would be any accidents with the wind, but when he heard a clear whistle, the humanoid snowdrift spun in an instant, and flew in a cylindrical shape with a strong wind. Of course, this is the popular "Flowing Wind Screen", but to Lei Luo's great surprise, the Flowing Wind Screen brought out not only the snow-white snowflakes, but also the scattered broken fires. Could it be that "Yiyin" is still not in the wind and is not successful?

The "Flowing Wind Screen" exploded in an instant, and the snowflakes drifted in the surrounding space with broken fire, gradually resting. Feng Xing Huo Ran stood up, greeted the rising sun, and smiled: "There is sunshine today, it is snowy weather, just right for tea, come with me." ”

Feng Xing went into the house and carried a small bucket and a dustpan, and led Lei Luo along a path to the valley. In the early morning in the mountains, the morning breeze hits, and I feel that life is so fresh. But this season, how to say that it is not the season of tea picking, even if it is extremely rare winter tea, it is impossible to grow in heavy snow, looking at the line that Feng Xing is holding, I really don't know what the hell he is going to do.

Climbing over the ditch and crossing the stream, such as walking on the flat ground, about a cup of tea, Fengxing suddenly slowed down, and Lei Luo guessed that the destination was coming. When I turned a corner, I turned out to be a pool of clear water in front of me, and the water surface was steaming and mist, and it turned out to be a hot spring. In the hinterland of this snow-capped mountain, in the isolated dense forest, there is such a cave, and it is really difficult to find it.

Feng Xing put the bucket and walked towards a green tree by the pool, which grew by the hot spring, and although it was still the first month of the year, the trees were full of foliage. Feng Xing picked the newly sprouted young leaves from the tree, with a focused expression and a serious expression, as if he was carrying out a solemn ceremony. After picking the young leaves, Feng Xing carried half a bucket of water and said to Lei Luo: "Go back, let you see what tea is." ”

When he came to the hut, he was busy. There is an antique purple clay pot on one charcoal fire, and most of the pot is filled with spring water; next to the other charcoal fire, the young leaves are put into a bamboo tube, placed on the charcoal fire to bake, and after a while, it is poured into a bamboo plaque and stir-fried. The young leaves gradually changed color, and they were all wrapped in a ball with two pointed ends, and at this time, the water in the pot began to smoke. Lei Luo saw that the water was not very open, and the wind was popular and poured water, in a milky white bowl, the tea was washed by the water, and turned into the appearance of green leaves, and suddenly there was a faint fragrance coming to the nose, this fragrance has spirituality, straight to the brain...... I couldn't help but take a sip, clear and slightly bitter, and then tasted it, the fragrance was fragrant, and the limbs were like being soaked in a green mountain and green water, Lei Luo couldn't help but ask: "What kind of tea is this?" Feng Xing also took a sip of tea, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said: "Tea is tea, why do you have to have a name? ”