Nangong Huang didn't seem to think about it anymore, but after a while, he turned to say, "Tear Bamboo Forest, according to legend, when the wind blows, it makes a whimpering sound like a human woman, so it is a tearful bamboo forest." ”

"Hahaha, what this fellow Daoist said is good, but he is only half right. Suddenly, a hearty voice seemed to echo throughout the tearful bamboo forest.

He Yinuo and Nangong Huang frowned slightly, and looked into the depths of the bamboo passage.

In the depths of the deep and quiet passage, a figure slowly appeared, the sunlight slanting, and the branches and shadows were mottled, like the mottled blur of memory.

The person who came looked like a mortal middle-aged, ordinary and simple, but his sideburns had a few strands of white hair that could not be concealed, and his face looked a little old and tired against the background.

This person's body exudes a cultivation of the peak realm of Xuankong, and it seems that he has stayed here for a long time, and he has always been unable to step through the void mirror that tests his state of mind.

In addition, this person exudes another strange aura, he belongs to the Immortal Dao clan, but he has a soul aura that seems to belong to the Wu clan.

This man came to them and continued, "The Tear Bamboo Forest does come from the Sea of Annihilation, no one can remember when it happened, the reason why the Tear Bamboo Forest is a Tear Bamboo is because of the sound of the wind, and the most important thing is that this Tear Bamboo Forest really sheds tears," he said here, and his expression suddenly flashed a trace of gloom.

He Yinuo looked at the person in front of him, and the aura on his body seemed to make him suddenly think of a person, that was the woman he and Xue Man met in the vinegar garden many years ago.

The aura on his body seemed to be somewhat similar to the person in front of him, but the woman he met at that time was a person from the Wu clan, and this person was an immortal clan.

The person who came here obviously did not pay attention to He Yinuo, but looked at Nangong Huang, with a hint of surprise and disbelief in his eyes, and said with a suspicion: "This is one of the Nangong Huangyu brothers who was known as Nangong Shuangjie back then?"

Nangong Huang looked at this person, and there was also a trace of doubt on his face, as if he was not sure, "It is Nangong Huang below, and the cultivation aura on your Excellency seems to be somewhat similar to my little sister Yuelan." ”

Then something suddenly came to mind, and then said, "Are you an immortal doctor?!"

This person seemed to be moved when he heard the name Yue Lan, and nodded after a moment.

Nangong Huang seemed to have a flash of anger on his face, but after a while, he also shook his head, sighed and said, "Hundreds of years have passed in a hurry, but I don't know how good my little sister Yuelan is now." ”

The immortal doctor seemed to sigh in the same way, his eyes were a little confused, and he said slowly, "Even if it is a few hundred years, I think her hatred for me will not be eliminated, and I also live in guilt and self-blame day and night.

The Immortal Doctor paused and wondered, "How did you become like this?, and you can clearly feel a powerful spell power from you, who could hurt you like this?"

"Lich, Death Curse!" Nangong Huang said word by word, as if with endless anger.

The immortal doctor's body trembled, and he exclaimed, "What? This person really stayed in the afterlife?"

Nangong Huang didn't answer, but the immortal doctor didn't ask any more questions, and the scene fell silent for a while.

And He Yinuo on the side was shocked in his heart, it was not the first time he had heard the name of this lich.

As early as when he and He Xueman first met the Fierce Barbarian, they had heard about the Lich and the Afterlife Curse from the mouth of the Fierce Barbarian, but they didn't know where this Lich came from, and now this atmosphere is obviously not suitable for asking.

"Haha, little brother, long time no see!!" Suddenly a hearty laugh came from the depths of the bamboo, from far and near, and after a while, a figure walked over, and this person was the Feng senior whom He Yinuo knew.

I haven't seen him since I saved myself from the Shadow War, and now that I have to see my friend and mentor, I can't help but feel happy in my heart, "Master, why are you here?"

The wind seniors were smiling and very happy, "I passed here, met my old friend, and stopped for a while." ”

"Are you?Wind End Cloud Shadow?Why is it that you only have a Xuan Yi realm in cultivation now?" Nangong looked at Senior Feng and suddenly his eyes flashed.

And at this time, the immortal doctor on the side suddenly said, "At the end of the wind and the shadow of the clouds, just like you Nangong Huangyu, like a brother, back then, Yunxian was in danger of falling into a place of no return because of a sword repentance, and Brother Feng consumed thousands of years of his cultivation to save Yunxian, so he saved him from fire and water, and Brother Feng also fell into a big cultivation and became like this." ”

Nangong was silent, but he didn't ask any more.

When night fell, He Yinuo and Senior Feng stood quietly beside a thatched hut in the depths of the tearful bamboo forest, looking up at the sky.

This seemingly ordinary bamboo forest covers an area of more than 100 miles, and it is quiet and deep inside, and it is impossible for the divine sense to investigate, and one of the thatched huts is more like a paradise hidden in the world.

"Master, what is the origin of this immortal doctor?" He Yinuo withdrew his gaze and looked at the dark front under the moonlit night, breaking the silent silence.

Senior Feng didn't answer immediately, but asked rhetorically, "Have you heard of the Soul Shaping Clan?"

He Yinuo thought for a while, and suddenly a trace of surprise flashed on his face, "Are you talking about a mysterious clan that is rumored to have the ability to bring the dead back to life?"

Senior Feng nodded, and continued, "Yes, the Soul Shaping Clan is one of the most mysterious races in the Three Realms, it is between the Immortal Clan and the Witch Clan, but it does not belong to these two major races. ”

"The most mysterious thing about the Soul Shaping Clan is their natal technique, the ability to gather souls, which is what the world calls the ability to resurrect the dead, and because of the existence of this ability, all the Soul Shaping Clan will be respected by the world, because no one can predict the fate of life and death. ”

He Yinuo also understood most of it after listening to it, but he still didn't understand one thing, that is, what conditions are needed for such an anti-heaven technique?

Senior Feng seemed to see his confusion, and continued, "It is the destiny of heaven that the world is old, sick and dies, and if you try to change your life against the sky with a mortal body, you will be punished by heaven, and even the soul shaping clan is no exception, but this mysterious race has finally reached an agreement with the sky on the road of evolution for thousands of years, that is the soul shaping contract of the ancient and the present, one life for one life!!"

When Senior Feng said this, he suddenly seemed to think of something, shook his head, sighed, and a trace of gloom flashed on his face, only to disappear after a while.

He turned his head to look at He Yinuo, with a rare expression of appreciation on his face, and praised, "You kid can, I haven't seen you for so many years, I can't imagine that you have cultivated like this, and in a few days, I guess I won't be as good as you as a teacher." ”

He Yinuo said with a smile, "If it weren't for the jade plaque back then, and the rescue next to the teahouse, how could I be where I am now." ”

The appreciation on the face of the senior Feng was even stronger, and he said loudly, "How about a battle with the teacher?"

He Yinuo's figure flashed, and he also said loudly, "Eighty thousand miles roaring, but the nine days are trembling!!"

"Okay!ha!" Senior Feng laughed loudly, revealing an endless heroism.

Under the moonlit night, the momentum on the two of them rose instantly, and they both exploded to the extreme in an instant.

Although He Yinuo only has the power of cultivation in the Xuanshi One Realm, the purest cultivation in his body and the fusion power of the three clans of immortals, barbarians and witches give him the combat power that can match the peak of the Xuanshi realm.

On the other hand, the Feng seniors, although their cultivation strength was in the middle of the Xuanshi realm, they were originally illusory powers, and their comprehension of the cultivation path gave him the strength equivalent to the peak of the Xuankong and even the Xuanxuan realm, so this battle was basically evenly matched.

The bodies of the two stayed in place, but two void afterimages were formed in the air above, and the next moment the originally clear moonlit night was suddenly covered with dark clouds, the wind was fierce, and the originally calm space seemed to be suddenly pulled and distorted, and a momentum that carried the heavens and the earth was slowly generated between the heavens and the earth!

ps: Xuanjing cultivation is: Xuanshi, Xuankong, (imaginary), Xuanxuan