Everyone was silent, shocked beyond words by the scene in front of them, and only frightened and frightened the fifteen-year-old boy in front of them.

After a while, everyone silently left this mysterious place.

In any case, the most important task of the Six Immortal Gates has been completed.

On their way back, they re-passed the Blackstone Mountains.

The large Black Rock Mountain Range is steep and majestic, and although it is not as hot as before, it still exudes a mysterious and majestic atmosphere.

Sharp torch-like gazes fell on the mountain range, and strings of pale golden flames could be clearly seen between the cracks in the black stone.

The flames were faint and ethereal, like a thin elf dancing in the wind, swaying and swaying.

Curious, everyone stopped and stared at the strange golden flames.

Previously, Feng Lan roamed through the Black Stone Mountain, picking spiritual materials, and there was no sign of flames.

Barely counting, less than two hours have passed, there is this strange golden flame, it is really strange.

Tang San said: "Senior Brother Du, what do you think? ”

Du Tianxiong was calm, shook his head and said: "This mountain range, Shizun has mentioned it, but it is only a little bit of Shigong's generation. ”

Shen Jingjing sighed, squinted and smiled: "Senior Brother Du, but what about 'stone man fire'?" ”

Du Tianxiong nodded slightly.

Shen Jingjing continued: "That should have been seven hundred years ago, and the senior brothers of the Yitian Sect must know more about it. ”

Nangong Lei sighed abruptly, and said with a wry smile: "Don't hide it from you, senior brothers, it is the matter of 'Stone Man Fire' that makes the family master expect that there must be a dark mage here who has become a climate." It's a pity to say that I'm afraid that the demon of the Xuanyan clan has already dug up the 'Black Heart Stone' at the bottom of the Black Stone Mountain Range, and the 'Stone Man Fire' will not appear again. However, the pale golden flame was even more astonishing. ”

Everyone couldn't help but look at the wind.

Feng Lan thought about this pale gold and flame, which was probably the same kind as the black fire of the First World, and in order to confirm this idea, he slowly landed his sword. When the spell was cast, the string of flames covered by the right palm gradually expanded, forming a huge ball of light, emitting strong energy fluctuations. The scene inside the ball of light began to change, creating a picture of fantasy and beauty.

They saw the scene of the birth of an ancient god in the Black Rock Mountains.

The figures of the gods are majestic and solemn, and they wield great swords to cut through the darkness and lead the light.

Everyone was deeply attracted by this scene, as if they were in a mysterious and sacred world.

They saw the gods shuttling through the starry sky, harnessing the dragon, incarnating into light, protecting all things in the world.

Monk Kongming said loudly: "Amitabha! What a mirage! Brother Feng, please stop! ”

His shout woke up Tang San and Du Tianxiong, and the two of them hurriedly urged Fenglan to stop.

The wind and the road are high and profound, and this is more than a fantasy in the Black Stone Mountains - a mirage, a mirage.

However, he could still detect a trace of something strange that others could not perceive - the pale golden flames were trying to "escape".

"What are they fleeing from?"

The wind is secretly running ten thousand tricks, and the oriental fish white in the depths of his mind gradually appears.

With the continuous expansion of that pale golden flame, the glow that erupted from the Dongfang Yubai seemed to break through the power of imprisonment and was all poured into the giant eye above Fenglan's head. The eyes of the giant pupils, which were originally black, gradually took on a pale golden color, instead of the bright red glow of the rising sun covering the sea.

At this time, a figure flying with a flying sword flew through the sea of clouds appeared in the illusion, dancing with sword energy, tearing the sky, and the earth seemed to be singing and dancing in the sea of flowers, and the fairy sound was swirling, and it was beautiful.

The cultivators present are all elites out of a thousand, but at this moment, their minds are also chaotic, and their hearts are surging with a yearning for that fantasy realm, and their souls are out of body, and deep down they want to have that kind of power and integrate into such a wonderful world.

Fenglan clearly noticed all this, his heart moved slightly, and secretly said: Don't hurt these people.

He immediately gathered his mind and collected the method, and the ball of light gradually extinguished like a candle, gradually dissipated, and the Blackstone Mountains returned to silence. But the pale golden flame was still there.

After a while, everyone came to their senses, looked at each other, and finally looked at Fenglan.

Qiao Lingyao said angrily: "You little brute, you don't know what to do. With your little deeds, how dare you joke with our lives? ”

Tang San sighed lightly and said, "The gap between us and Senior Brother Feng's Taoism is widening infinitely. This pale golden flame couldn't help Senior Brother Feng at all, but we couldn't resist the mirage it generated at all. ”

One of the people in the Sealing God Temple was puzzled: "It is rumored that the Three Clear Realms of the Lingxiao Sect itself has the magic of controlling the illusion of the law phase heaven and earth. And this mirage is a kind of fantasy of the world. Senior Brother Feng is so young, and it is really shocking that he can reach the realm of Sanqing. ”

Du Tianxiong and Tang San glanced at each other, and they were silent.

This scene left an indelible mark on the hearts of the people present, and the wind in everyone's eyes is no longer the wind and waves, but another meaningful representative.

After passing the Black Rock Mountain Range, the disciples of the six major factions decided to go their separate ways and return to their respective mountain gates.

Feng Lan owed the three thousand purple cloud stones of the Egret Medical Garden, and the disciples of the Lingxiao Sect walked with the disciples of the Yitian Sect until the Three Immortal Peaks of the Yitian Sect separated.

The immortal doctor of the White Egret Medical Garden looked at the five thousand purple marbles of excellent color, although his face was calm, his heart was turbulent.

It seemed that he knew what it meant for the Terrans to be able to penetrate deep into the purple marble layer deep in the marble mine.

Immortal Doctor Xiu wrote a letter, handed it to Tang San, and said, "I haven't seen Brother Xiaoqian for two hundred years. This letter is a decaying and rude receipt. ”

Tang San respectfully accepted the letter and said, "In terms of seniority, the seniors are our teachers. The tutor often mentions Lin Lao Yixian. This time, Lin Lao Yixian treated Senior Sister Qiao of this sect, which is really a miracle for this sect. When the younger generation returns to the mountain gate, he will show the family teacher, but I am afraid that he will have to thank the seniors. ”

The immortal doctor smiled indifferently and said to Fenglan: "Little Daoist friend Wuxu, I left this garden early, and I don't know where to go. When leaving, he did not leave a word. ”

Feng Lan nodded silently and did not speak.

Although Lin Yixian remained silent, he underestimated Fenglan's Taoism.

Feng Lan knew very well that the letter he gave Tang San had an arrangement for himself.

It doesn't matter, though.

The road to cultivating immortals, although difficult and tortuous, is full of infinite possibilities.

On the way to cultivating immortals, exploring the unknown and surpassing oneself, only courage and wisdom are far from enough, and only "escaping from death" again and again can we realize the true meaning.

Every practice is a transformation, and every breakthrough is a rebirth.

Cultivating immortals is a never-ending adventure, a journey full of magic and miracles.

In this fantasy and gorgeous world, individuals have to compete with fate, fight against themselves, and finally reach the sublimation of the soul and the pinnacle of strength, in order to reach the countless realms imagined by countless human sages.

***

The disciples of the Lingxiao Sect returned to the mountain gate smoothly, passed through the magnificent mountain gate, stepped into the familiar road, and walked towards the sect.

Under the blue sky, auspicious clouds are ethereal, like a fairyland.

The head of the sect, Xiao Qianzhen, did not ask about Wang Chong's death, and the sect did not have too many questions about it. After all, in the cultivation realm, the strong are respected, and life and death have long become commonplace.

Elder Qiao Chan also didn't pay much attention, as if he already knew all about it.

Feng Lan asked Elder Qiao Chan about the matter of the White Egret Academy, but the answer he got was that everything had been resolved, and there was no need to say more.

This made him a little confused, and he was puzzled by all the strange things in this trip to southern Xinjiang.

He faintly felt that there was something bigger hidden in it, a major event that was enough to cover up the battle of the six immortal sects.

However, it was difficult for him to guess what it was.

Feng Lan returned to the bamboo forest and sank into the cultivation again, day and night.

He focuses on the cage of the ember world and his role in it.

This imprisoned world seems to hide endless mysteries, and he, as a "person" who carries Dongfang Yubai through the Three Realms, is destined to uncover the truth in it.

Even, he is just an insignificant price.

In the quiet bamboo forest, Feng Lan meditates and practices.

The surrounding bamboo leaves danced lightly in the wind, emitting a pleasant rhyme, as if they were telling him a heavy heart.

He sank deep into his heart, and his consciousness gradually transcended the constraints of his body and entered a mysterious and mysterious realm—the Tao of one yin and one yang.

In that realm, Fenglan could always see the ember world as it was—a space isolated by the shadows of fish-shaped skeletons that seemed to swallow the sky.

In some fragmentary fragments, the earth trembled, the heavens and the earth lost color, there was the collision of fire and frost, the interweaving of thunder and lightning and earth and stone, and the swords and swords struggling in countless runes.

However, Feng Lan could only feel the fragments of illusion and impermanence in it, which was more like a seal of memory.

There is a beam of energy that sleeps for I don't know how long, and I can only faintly sense its existence.

He stepped onto the bridge of the stars, crossed the endless stars, and touched the edge of the universe.

Every time Feng Lan sensed the existence of that beam of energy, every meridian seemed to be lit up, wanting to outline a talisman in his physical body.

It's just that it consumes too much mana to sustain it.

This morning, Feng Lan was in a daze with Langhuan Monument and Xuan Bing, and suddenly saw the sixth senior brother Tie Xiaoxiao coming.

"Old Seven, what about enlightenment again? Oh, if you do this, even if you lie down until the senior brothers die, the senior brothers can't catch up. ”

"I think about it again, why doesn't the sect care about this Langhuan Monument and Xuan Bing? Are these two things useless? ”

"Because the sect took it, it didn't help. The mystical treasures collected by the sect are poorer than ten generations of elites, and there are only a few who can participate in enlightenment. Tie Xiao laughed, "Let's go." Master told us to go to Lingxiao Peak. I heard that the heads of the other five immortal sects arrived. This is a great event in the cultivation realm. ”

Feng Lan didn't think much about it, took all the things, and went with the sixth senior brother.

When approaching Lingxiao Peak, the fifth senior brother appeared and asked the sixth senior brother to go to the master's place, and let Fenglan go to the square first.

After Feng Lan saw the two senior brothers leave, a yellow ring gradually appeared on the lower abdomen, and the light emitted gradually became stronger.

The wind groaned slightly, and floated to the empty square.

In an instant, six strange peaks appeared out of thin air and sealed the square.

"Evil beast, the six traces join forces to suppress it, see how you resist."

Some people died, but not completely......