The thin pale golden curtain of light, covered with hills, jungles, grasslands, ravines, and rivers, is spotless, like a paradise that has never been defiled.

From that day on, Feng Lan would always enter this mysterious dream in meditation, hovering on the edge of the pale golden light curtain like an invisible and quaintless ghost.

Until I was exhausted, I fell into a dark and dirty nightmare space, and woke up from endless pain.

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Fenglan let out a rough wheezing sound like a beast, and a violent cough was about to vomit out the five internal organs.

He firmly grasped a blue spirit crystal, running the Wind and Snow Sutra,

As wisps of xenomorphic spiritual power were refined into the body, the spirit improved greatly.

When the fifth spirit crystal turned into a dark gray stone, the whole person returned to normal, and a green mist faintly appeared in the depths of his pupils, slowly dissipating.

The adventures of the trip to the snowy region continue to change the wind completely.

Fenglan was at a loss for this.

commanded a million Terran army to sweep through the snowy region, and the pride and ambition of being high-spirited and smiling at the rivers and lakes were dimmed.

Fatally, he didn't know anything about it.

The only person in this world who can help him may be the mysterious sorcerer Yun Zhongxian.

However, the Terran army had safely withdrawn from the snowy region and disbanded in a safe area.

The fairy in the clouds disappeared into the vast sea of people, and the fairy trace was hard to find.

"Helm of the Bucket!"

Fenglan muttered to himself.

The gray incense burner, with a pale golden glow inside, is getting stronger and stronger.

The octagonal ritual vessel next to the incense burner is still calm.

Ten days ago, the giant ant relied on the incense burner to open the rift in the distorted void and led the entire clan away.

For some reason, Fenglan always felt that relying on the incense burner alone, or the "Helmet of Dou Yuan" in the mouth of the giant ant, could not be. z.br>

For a long time, he silently put away these things that could not be seen yet.

The brewing incense burner alchemy plan was decided to be officially implemented.

The terrifying dream has no trace to be found, and there is no way to save itself.

Alchemy is the only way to try at the moment.

The moment Feng Lan opened the door of the cave, he felt the breath of anger.

Ximen Xiaoyu stood on the right side of the door with a solemn face.

It should have been staring at the stone gate until Fenglan came out, and he still kept his eyes in a staring posture.

"Today, I'm going to ask for clarification."

"What?"

"In the snowy region, why don't you let the fourth senior brother be the leader of the alliance?"

"Didn't he get enough?"

Fenglan paused for a moment and said coldly.

The trip to the snowy region, the Palm Heaven Sect, which has been weak for thousands of years, swept away the haze, like a 10,000-year-old dead tree, rejuvenated and shocked the world.

Fenglan's personal prestige naturally reached a peak.

After returning to the sect, the reward for meritorious deeds is not less.

The holy talisman arranged for Ye Chengfeng to take charge of the three halls of Jinhong, Lingye and Qingming on Xianhu Island.

The twelve veins of the Zhangtian Sect do not belong to each other on Xianhu Island.

One person is in charge of the three halls, and there has never been one.

Fenglan, who didn't get any position, seemed to be left out in the cold.

With the emergence of Li Feiyun and the King of Ten Thousand People, Ye Chengfeng's treatment was originally expected.

Ximen Xiaoyu was embarrassed by this, and Fenglan's anger surged into his heart.

"Hmph, you showy guy, I'm going to teach you a lesson."

"By you?" Feng Lan smiled indifferently, "With this ability, you should turn against me in the snowy region."

"Arrogance."

The sword of the Victory Evil Immortal was unsheathed, the purple qi rushed to the sky, and the sword light sprinkled down, like a purple sword rain.

"Insect carving skills."

Fenglan said so, and there was no intention of slacking off in his heart.

I saw that he pinched out a magic trick in each hand.

"Soul Gathering Spell? Hellfire?" Ximen Xiaoyu exclaimed, his eyes wide with anger, and roared, "

You wicked!"

Fenglan's left hand emitted a red, barbed beam,

Black flames erupted from his right hand, rushing into a rain of purple swords.

Madness rages,

It was as if a purple void had been torn apart.

Ximen Xiaoyu sword soared into the sky.

Fenglan turned out to be a void step, standing in the air first, staring at the light rain at Ximen.

A pair of fellow brothers and sisters have a duel in the emotional brewing for a certain period of time.

One with a fairy sword, the other with both hands, from the Enlightened Island Fighting Method to the sky above the ember sea,

In every round, there is no residual strength or affection.

"Boat?"

A flash of inspiration.

Yun Zhongxian said that a ship built by the Heavenly Ancestor sank to the bottom of the sea.

Wouldn't it be perfect to take this opportunity to go into the sea and look for it.

"Demon, you don't have a sword yet?"

Ximen Xiaoyu said angrily.

Before the seven-star sword was greatly upgraded, its prestige and power were far inferior to the victory and evil in his hands.

It stands to reason that even against the Seven Star Sword, he should have the upper hand.

He never expected that the junior disciple, who had only been in the beginner for four years, would be able to cast spells with both hands and resist himself who had been in the beginner for fourteen years, and it was difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

Feng Lan couldn't bear to use words to stimulate his senior brother, so he just focused on fighting methods.

The real fire of purgatory, so that Fenglan cast the spell was about to become two fire dragons, attacking violently, and repeatedly forcing back Ximen Xiaoyu, who was relying on the sword of the evil immortal.

Simon Xiaoyu's anger continues to accumulate,

Suddenly, there was a long roar, the tip of the sword pointed at the sea, and the purple qi sword light entered the sea, stirring up a whirlpool.

Feng Lan followed the sword momentum and looked at the whirlpool on the sea.

Unexpectedly, the overwhelming force of Mount Tai formed in the sky above him, pressing him into the whirlpool on the sea.

Fenglan doesn't know this way, but he understands that this way is a secret method passed down by the teacher.

There will never be a second person in the same generation who can cultivate the mystical mystic method.

The moment Fenglan fell into the whirlpool, he suddenly felt a thick giant tree smash on the top of his head, knocking him into the depths of the whirlpool.

This blow did not hurt him.

He immediately turned on the "tides" in the "Nine Candle Days" and harnessed the sea to sink deeper to the bottom of the sea.

Dive into the deep water, surging.

Feng Lan felt that the endless power was surging from all around.

With the sea enlightenment, I comprehended the mystery of "tides" and gained a lot.

It's just that this kind of power of the sea is definitely not something he can carry.

The unicorn poked its head out of the spirit beast cage and did not move, and the turbulent sea water around it quickly calmed down.

"Xiao Shui, help me find the boat."

Feng Lan took a soothing breath and said.

The unicorn shook its head, its head drooping, its eyes narrowed slightly.

Like stepping on a smooth skateboard, the wind slides smoothly downwards and goes straight to the bottom of the sea.

Ember deep in the sea, endless dangers.

Even if this is a safe area, very close to the island of Kaiming, the bottom of the sea is still a treacherous unknown.

Fenglan feels good about his Taoism, but he feels that it is far from enough here.

As far as his eyes could see, he couldn't do it.

That is to say, if there is danger approaching, the safety range that he can perceive and control is only a square circle.

Feng Lan vigilantly raised the Seven Star Sword.

Suddenly, a glimmer of green light swept across the blade.

He immediately locked onto the direction of the shimmering light source, and Edgeworth broke through the sea and rushed through.

In less than a moment, the wind stopped.

In the deep sea ahead, a little blue light flickered slightly, like wisps of green electric light several inches long, flickering, haunting a behemoth.

A part of the behemoth moved, and the surrounding sea water boiled.

A light black shadow floated from the churning and rolling waters.

Shadows, frantically struggling, conjuring into strange and hideous appearances, people, beasts, skeletons,

The sound of the turbulent sea was mixed with terrible screams, muttering to oneself, and leisurely chanting.

It seems, they are chained in the seawater.

A chill flowed through the wind's back.

He silently took out the Order Axe and the Time Axe, trying to restrain the fluctuations in his heart.

In an instant, all the shadows fell silent, and the hideous appearance that changed seemed to be frozen.

Then, the shadow emitted a faint golden glow, shining on Fenglan and disappearing into Fenglan's body.

The behemoth, moving slightly.

Feng Lan's eyes froze, his pupils contracted rapidly, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

It turned out to be a very large green-haired dog, lying calmly on a slightly yellowed straw mat.

The dog's eyes opened slightly, looking at Fenglan.

Feng Lan suddenly felt dizzy, and the rolling waves around him seemed to be a cage.

The Seven-Star Immortal Sword, without urging, radiated green light on its own, forming a defensive light curtain that covered the wind.

The green-haired dog raised its head a little, its tongue "long" and spitting, and its sharp fangs seemed to be polished with jade and jade and then inlaid into the dog's mouth.

Bao Ping'an said that Patriarch Tianjiong likes to raise monkeys, while Patriarch Tianwu likes to raise dogs, but he didn't say what color dog it is.

Feng Lan thought of the Tianwu Patriarch in his later years, and he was the only one who could suppress the Tianwu Patriarch.

So, where this big green dog is, will it be where the boat is.

On second thought, it seems unlikely.

In the Heavenly Sect, there have been monks of the Transformation God Realm in all dynasties.

Within this side of the island of Kaiming,

In the deep sea that the wind can reach,

There is no way to escape the pursuit of the cultivators of the Transformation God Realm.

If this big green dog is really a dog raised by the ancestor of Xiongtian Wu before his death, I am afraid that it will be more than nine thousand years old.

Fenglan can make a difficulty, in terms of the seniority of the teacher, it is higher than the eighteenth generation.

"Senior Dog, I am a disciple of the Heavenly Sect." Fenglan tried to speak.

The big green dog "Get up.

In an instant, the surrounding sea water rippled out, forming a wide dome-shaped channel.

The wind is as fresh as standing on land, and the air around you is unusually fresh.

The big green dog gets out of the way, and an inconspicuous light blue boat appears behind the dog.

Small boats, less than one percent of the dog's body.

It's not that the boat is small, but the dog is really big, like the legendary gluttonous beast.

Feng Lan hesitated for a moment and walked straight over.

He was keenly aware that the big green dog's body was rapidly getting smaller.

When he looked at the dog's eyes with a magical surprised gaze, the dog's eyes blinked slightly, and the dog's head hung down slightly.

There is no doubt that the time that the big green dog can hold on to is running out.

Feng Lan stepped onto the boat.

The boat, inside and out, clean and spotless, was likewise devoid of anything.

There was only a blue pamphlet, placed where it was supposed to be the ship.

The blue booklet is actually only five pages long, and the cover reads "The Four Wonders of the Devil's Heavens".

Feng Lan picked up the booklet and saw a round hole.

Without hesitation, he took out the bronze disc and inlaid it tightly.

It was as if the steering wheel of the boat, which was originally hidden, was hidden in the snow.

Who is so well-intentioned?

Fenglan twisted the bronze disc, but nothing happened.

He took a deep breath, reset the disc first, and then rotated the bronze disc using the method taught by the captain in the cabin to start the ship.

A moment later, a creaking sound sounded on the hull.

A crack appeared under the bronze disc, a small round hole in the shape of a dendrith, leading to the bottom of the ship.

Feng Lan rummaged through the storage bag for a while, took out a branch, and "lifted" it in little by little.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual, when I rotated the disc again according to the Dharma, a touch of green floated from the position where the branches were.

The greenery soon dimmed and met the ship's planks

Thirteen small holes emerged.

Fenglan immediately put in thirteen spirit crystals.

When the bronze disc is rotated, the greenery is a little thicker, and in the blink of an eye, it weakens and fades.

The thirteen spirit crystals had turned into small dull gray stones.

Fenglan quickly took out thirteen blood-colored particles and put them into the small hole.

When the bronze disc was rotated according to the Dharma, thirteen small holes seemed to be filled with blood into the hull of the ship where the branch was, and the branch healed little by little like a wound.

Rich greenery is surging.

The hull of the ship exuded a strange power, converging towards the bronze disc.

The boat slowly floats upwards.

A purple square wooden shoehorn in front of the steering wheel slowly cracked open and empty inside.

Fenglan's body shook, took out a small broken boat, and put it in.

After a few moments, the purple square wooden sleigh closed like a wooden box boat.

Huh~, the hull let out a strange whistling sound and rushed upward.

The big green dog, three times the size of an ordinary dog, jumped lightly onto the boat and stood on the bow of the boat.

It seems to be remembering something.