Chapter 227: The Present Heartlessness
After Feng Ling finished shouting these words, the calm sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and even the surrounding air was slightly shocked.
Between the rolling clouds, there seemed to be an angry howl, as if someone was angry.
Feng Ling didn't expect that she just mentioned Tao Yao's name slightly, and her unintentional reaction would be so big?
Everyone looked at the sudden change in the environment, a little uneasy, and couldn't help but whisper.
At this moment, Feng Ling saw that the transparent light mask suddenly cracked a crack from the middle like a water curtain, and then the crack quickly expanded into the shape of a door.
Feng Ling raised her feet and was about to go in, but Chen Xuanzong hurriedly said, "Teacher Feng Ling will go in with you." โ
Xuanji and Jiese also hurriedly followed Feng Ling's side, and although Yun Yao's strength was low, she also stood by Feng Ling's side without hesitation.
Feng Ling knew that everyone was worried about herself, so she didn't refuse, and stepped into the temple.
Chen Xuanzong followed Feng Ling's footsteps and was about to enter, but he didn't expect that the light cover closed the moment Feng Ling entered, and Chen Xuanzong, Xuanji, Jiese, Yun Yao, and the four of them were blocked out.
"This?"
The crowd is in a hurry.
"Feng Ling, come out quickly," Chen Xuanzong's face showed an anxious look, "There is danger inside!" โ
It is also a little more difficult to quit sex, and it is a little solemn, "Boss, come out, don't go in." โ
Xuanji also looked worried.
Yun Yao was even more worried, and her eyes were red, "Sister? โ
Feng Ling looked at the way everyone was worried about herself, and said with a smile: "I'll be fine, wait for me!" โ
After Feng Ling finished speaking, she turned around and entered the depths of the temple.
Everyone looked at Feng Ling's back and prayed for Feng Ling in their hearts.
If they want to get out of the secret realm, they must find the carrier of this secret realm, and Feng Ling and they have no choice.
Nothing can resist the erosion of time.
The temple was overgrown with weeds, the courtyard was dilapidated, and even half of the Buddha statue collapsed.
Feng Ling walked into the main hall, the roof of the main hall collapsed, and standing in the main hall and looking up, he could see the sky above.
Feng Ling bypassed the main hall and entered the apse.
Feng Ling knew Wuxin's residence and went directly to the meditation room where Wuxin was.
Feng Ling looked at the meditation room in front of her, this inconspicuous meditation room was probably the only building in this temple that was still intact.
Feng Ling didn't hesitate and pushed the door open.
If she didn't want to hurt her, Feng Ling felt that she couldn't escape, so she might as well enter generously.
The door was pushed open by Feng Ling with a 'squeak', and Feng Ling stood by the door and saw the person sitting cross-legged on the putuรกn in the meditation room at a glance.
The man was dressed in monk's robes, bald, and emaciated, but he was tall and tall, with his back to Feng Ling, and sat facing a Buddha statue hanging on the wall.
Looking at the back seems to be unintentional.
But Wuxin is a human, not a demon, and it is impossible to have a life of 10,000 years.
However, if a mortal's cultivation is profound, he can prolong his lifespan, and he has no intention of immortalizing for 10,000 years, then isn't his cultivation?
Feng Ling couldn't imagine how high her cultivation was at this time?
Feng Ling looked at the back of the person in front of her and tried to speak, "Unintentional?" โ
The man didn't turn around, "Do you know Tao Yao?" โ
The voice is slightly hoarse, and he doesn't seem to speak often, and the tone of his voice is with a hint of indescribable complex emotions.
Feng Ling had heard Wuxin's voice, and it seemed to be a little different from the voice of the person in front of her.
Wuxin's voice was clear and magnetic, and the voice of the person in front of her when he spoke made Feng Ling instinctively feel uncomfortable.
But Feng Ling still nodded and said, "Yes," and then asked, "Are you unintentional?" โ
The National Teacher spares his life