Li Dong thinks more than Lei Dong.

There are some benefits for no reason, smashed on the head, and there are follow-ups.

The proportion of Hongfu Qitian is not large, it is a trap, and the probability of having a pit is greater.

But the world is like fishing.

For anglers, bait is not worth mentioning, but for fish, it is a rare delicacy.

Even the old fish in those ponds who have cultivated themselves can't help but be greedy.

The difference with those stunned greens is probably only that one eats the bait, but most of the time it can escape flexibly, and the other is caught and becomes a delicacy in the angler's plate.

What if Li Dong guessed that there was something behind this?

He couldn't give up the treasure in his hand, and he couldn't give up the treasure that was very likely to exist.

For the sake of these, he was willing to take risks.

However, he has not been carried away by interests, and he knows that the means and strength are not enough, so he is ready to ask for help.

On the other hand, after Feng Linwan guided Li Dong and the others to take the bait, he used the breath extracted from the spirit bead to use the breath as a guide and the light of the eternal lighthouse to search the void and find the way.

In the darkness, he found the corresponding world, and then traveled through the past.

The thunder exploded, and the mountain rain could fall at any time.

The heavens and the earth were dull, gray and connected.

On the steep mountain, a thin boy riding on the back of an old horse suddenly opened his eyes.

"A young man who travels through famous mountains and rivers, looking for immortals and visiting the Tao. This origin... It's much simpler. Except that the family background is quite rich, there is nothing else to shine about. Feng Linwan touched his chin, then reached out and patted the neck of the old horse under the seat.

The old horse seemed to instinctively feel a slight change in his master's breath, and was a little suspicious, snorting twice from time to time, and then shaking the mane on his neck.

After Feng Lin Wan transformed a piece of True Qi into a pure vitality into its body.

The old horse let out a long chirping, spread his hooves, and continued to carry the forest with all his might, walking on the steep mountain road, and continuing to the top of the mountain.

"According to legend, every time there is a thunderstorm, there will be strange laughter from the top of the mountain. A woodcutter once saw a strange man on the top of a hill, spitting flames and seeming to dance. ”

The young man named Xu Ke in the predecessor was because of this legend, before the rainstorm poured, he drove the old horse up the mountain alone. ”

The mountain rain came suddenly, at first it was just a howl of the wind, like a giant standing in the clouds, waving a long whip, whipping this mountain that had been through vicissitudes.

Then thousands of threads of silk fell from the heavens, like steel nails.

Hammering everything mercilessly.

The wind swept the rain, swaying the ancient trees and withered vines in the mountains and forests, the tired birds did not fly, and the sad apes were difficult to sing.

Except for the howling wind and the scattered sound of rain, the whole mountain seems to fall into an indescribable loneliness.

The old horse's hooves were a little slippery, and Feng Lin quietly stabilized it.

One man and one horse, still climbed to the top of the mountain with 'difficulty'.

There is a ruined temple at the top of the mountain.

It can still be vaguely seen that it was once a mountain temple.

It's just that it's long gone.

The statue was knocked down, and the stone carving beast at the door to ward off evil spirits was also shattered.

Suddenly, a strange laugh came from the mountain temple.

At the same time, a blazing fire began to roar at the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, it was like a fire dragon, shuttling through the rain.

At the entrance of the mountain temple, a stone carved beast opened its eyes.

It was smiling as well, and its voice was like the sound of a plank scraping against a stone wall.

Feng Linwan looked at the strange beast carved in stone, and then asked, "Is there anything funny?"

The strange beast glanced at Feng Linwan, and then actually spoke.

"I am the wind, it is the rain, and together we bless the wind and rain in these ten miles and eight towns. But gradually, no one came to worship us, and we were no longer needed. It fell, and I'm still standing here. ”

"Isn't that something to be happy about?"

"I still exist, and I can still feel my presence when the storm comes. That's what I'm laughing about, and it... It doesn't feel anything anymore. I should have laughed a little more than it, while I could still feel it. The strange beast carved in stone suddenly rolled his eyes, and then said to Feng Linwan: "Young man, I advise you not to go into the temple." ”

"There was a mad Taoist priest in the temple, he laughed even more than me, he practiced a very strange spell, but because of the cultivation of spells, he strayed into the illusion and killed his best friend. He has gone mad, and every time it winds, rains, and thunders, he practices spells and wants to kill himself. ”

Of course, Feng Linwan did not listen to persuasion.

He already sensed that something seemed wrong with the world.

Just the first encounter with this side made Feng Linwan feel that the atmosphere here seemed to be filled with a taste of madness and sadness at all times.

Of course, it is also possible that it is only one-sided.

Feng Linwan walked into the temple.

I saw a Taoist in a gray Taoist robe, sitting in the corner of the collapsed wall, holding the fire trick in his hand, and the flames coiled around him.

From time to time, it manifests into a vivid character.

When Feng Linwan walked in, all the firelight rushed towards Feng Linwan.

When the fire comes towards itself.

What Feng Lin Wan felt was not the scorching temperature, but the biting cold, and the wisps of madness, like crazy tentacles, stretched out, as if they were going to pull him into some abyss.

With a flick of his fingers, a sword qi flew out, tearing apart the oncoming ball of fire.

Feng Lin looked at the old Taoist with yellow hair and a crazy mind, Ling Xuan pointed at it, drew a charm, and then imprinted it on the old Tao's forehead.

The old man, who originally looked crazy, suddenly settled down after a moment of hideous expression.

Then the cloudy eyes gradually regained a little clarity.

"Thank you seniors for your help. After Lao Dao recovered a little, he suddenly staggered to his feet and saluted Feng Linwan.

Feng Lin accepted this salute and then asked, "What's wrong?"

"Everything struck me as strange, but I couldn't put it into words. ”

When the old Taoist heard this, his expression was gloomy, but he still explained: "The predecessors have been in retreat for a long time, so they came out of the mountain. If you don't dislike it, the trail will explain a thing or two for you. ”

Feng Linwan stretched out his hand and motioned for him to continue.

Lao Dao thought for a moment, and then said: "About twenty years ago, the whole world... Including the cultivation world, it has changed. What we are familiar with, what we are good at, is all weird, jerky, and full of all sorts of crazy, sad, and incomprehensible things. ”

"The exercises that are practiced either fail or have a change in their effect, causing the practitioner's mind to gradually change. All the spells are starting to be full of madness and ups and downs, and they can go crazy at any time. ”

"Grapevine I... Originally it was just a fairly simple Nine Flame Flame Dragon Spell, but now it has become like this, and it even killed a friend by mistake... ”

When he said this, this old man didn't know why, inexplicably sad, with sadness in his eyes, but he could only laugh 'hahaha' in his mouth.