Long Xin'er, who had not seen Xia Feng teleported out for a long time, came to the place where the ancient spirit boat exploded, looking at the corpses all over the ground, she was stupid, the scene of the severed finger and stump made her think that Xia Feng had been killed, and she didn't dare to linger longer, because he saw Liu Chuan's figure in the crowd.

If Liu Chuan saw her, he was afraid that it would not be so easy to leave here, so in the midst of grief, Long Xin'er embarked on the return journey back to the dynasty alone.

And Lu Lingxue also thought that Xia Feng had been killed, because in Bai Junyi's mouth, she learned that Xia Feng had gone in the ancient spirit boat and not come out, so she regretfully decided that Xia Feng should have been killed.

And Bai Junyi didn't feel scared because Lan Mengling put a spiritual ban on him, he was definitely a little sorry for Xia Feng, if it weren't for him, Xia Feng would not have stepped into the body of the ancient spirit ship, he was definitely his own weakness, which led to Xia Feng's fall.

Bai Junyi, who knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, fell into deep self-blame.

The ancient spirit ship is gone, but Fang Xuanjing's spirit decision, his three major natal weapons have not been found, or someone has already obtained it, but others don't know.

There was a painful touch all over his body, Xia Feng was lying on the uneven ground, with a lot of collapsed objects pressed on his body, Xia Feng used all his strength to push it away, and found that his legs became numb because of the lack of blood circulation, and he couldn't stand up for a while.

At this moment, another voice came from the corner: "You.... Are you finally awake?" The weak voice was very low, if it weren't for the silence of this space, Xia Feng probably wouldn't have heard it all night.

Xia Feng shouted loudly into the corner: "Who are you?" Xia Feng has basically lost his ability to fight now, what if the other party wants to kill him?

Hearing that the other party's voice was so weak, he must have been hit hard, Xia Feng wanted to reply as soon as possible, to ensure that he already had the strength to resist, and to avoid the situation of being slaughtered by others.

"I, my name is Feng Ziyu... I'm a casual practitioner..... That little .... Little brother, can you come over for a moment? I have a very important matter.... I want to ask you. Feng Ziyu's weak voice already felt dying.

When Xia Feng heard this, he became vigilant, the other party must have a purpose, how can there be a pie in this world? It can only be a trap, so Xia Feng said apologetically: "My leg is injured and I can't move, I'm afraid I can't help you." ”

That Feng Ziyu was not angry, but slowly continued to speak: "Don't worry.... I.... I will not take you away, my knowledge..... Know... Zhihai has been damaged, and I can't let you go, if... If... If you can take it away, when you're unconscious, your body... Only.... It's already mine. ”

"You're afraid you're joking, aren't you? Zhihai is broken, you haven't become an idiot yet?" Although what the other party said was very reasonable, Xia Feng was also cautious, and basically didn't believe it in his heart.

"I have cultivated a kind of spiritual decision, and that spirit decision is a spiritual decision, and the biggest effect is to strengthen the exercise of the sea of consciousness and enhance the spiritual sense, and I can still maintain my sanity now, and it is also for this reason. Feng Ziyu seemed to have recovered a lot, and there was no pause in his speech, although it was only a little slow, but he felt that he had recovered a lot, and Xia Feng became even more nervous in his heart.

"You're so powerful, why are you so badly injured?" Zhihai hasn't become an idiot yet, and he is indeed a very powerful character.

"I had a fight with a physical cultivator named Lu Shaoyun, and when the spirit ship exploded in the end, that guy escaped with a spirit card, and my kind of casual cultivation, how can there be so many life-saving things, and in the end, he also plotted against me, otherwise I wouldn't have been so seriously injured. Feng Ziyu said with some annoyance.

As soon as Xia Feng heard Lu Shaoyun, he was also angry in his heart, but he was so strong, and he had no way to deal with it, but this Feng Ziyu could actually fight with Lu Shaoyun, and Feng Ziyu's strength should not be weak.

However, when it comes to the spirit of the Spiritual Khmer, Xia Feng doesn't know much about it, he only knows that the general Spiritual Khmer is to seal some spiritual skills, but the production of the Spiritual Khmer can only be done by spiritual cultivation in the later stage of the Spirit Pill, and the production of the Spiritual Khmer consumes a lot, that is to say, behind Lu Shaoyun, there is at least an invincible backer.

As soon as he thought of this, Xia Feng gave up the idea of stripping Lu Shaoyun of his head, which was completely unprovoked.

"You don't want me to help you get revenge, do you?" Xia Feng guessed. If it is really revenge, Xia Feng absolutely decisively refuses, a character like Lu Shaoyun, Xia Feng doesn't want to provoke.

"No, life and death are fate, death here is my fate, but I have one thing, I can't take it away, because there is a very important person waiting for me to save her, but now I'm going to die here, I can't leave with this secret, you can help me complete it, or help me find someone to complete it. Feng Ziyu's tone was full of unwillingness and regret.

Xia Feng didn't dare to go over, but said to Feng Ziyu in the corner: "Then you say, I'll go back and find someone to help you fulfill your last wish." ”

"Thank you. Feng Ziyu's unpretentious thank you made Xia Feng a little embarrassed, and there was always a feeling of being a gentleman's belly, Feng Ziyu continued: "This matter has to start with my ancestor......

"My ancestor is also a big man, the realm is already a monk in the late stage of the Spirit Pill, and it is also a spiritual double cultivation, my ancestor is called Linglong Taoist, he only has two disciples in his life, the eldest disciple is called Mo Yan, the second disciple is called Mu Chenfeng, and Mo Yan is my master.

The ancestor is called Linglong Daoist, because he has a seven-grade spiritual weapon, which is generally called the Eight Desolation Linglong Pagoda, which is a very rare spiritual weapon, and it is also the final medium for cultivating the Eight Desolation Linglong Decisions, but if he does not become an immortal, he will die, and when the master is about to reach the limit, this spiritual weapon will be passed on. ”

When Xia Feng heard this, he understood, it must be that his master and his uncle broke up because of this Linglong Pagoda, and many sects were destroyed like this, but Xia Feng did not speak, but continued to listen to Feng Ziyu's narration:

"And my master is the inheritor of the Eight Desolation Linglong Pagoda, at the beginning, Mu Chenfeng and my master did not have any disputes, and the relationship between their brothers and sisters did not deteriorate because of the Eight Desolation Linglong Pagoda.

But as time passed, the communication between the two became less, and because my master had the Eight Desolation Exquisite Pagoda, his cultivation could be said to be a thousand miles a day, and in a chat, Mu Chenfeng knew from my master's mouth that it turned out that cultivating the Eight Desolation Exquisite Determination was the medium that needed the Eight Desolation Exquisite Pagoda.

Mu Chenfeng watched my master's cultivation grow day by day, but his cultivation did not improve, and even because he cared too much about the Eight Desolations Linglong Pagoda, his cultivation did not advance but retreated, and his state of mind fell into great success, and gradually, his inner demons grew.

I have a junior sister, she almost died when she was born, Shizun was heartbroken for the newborn little sister, Shizun gave the Linglong Pagoda to the newborn little sister, to nourish the body, to avoid her early death.

And in the same year, Mu Chenfeng didn't advance an inch because of his cultivation, so he asked my master to borrow the Linglong Pagoda, but my master directly rejected him, and after three consecutive refusals, Mu Chenfeng went completely crazy......"