Liu Zifeng returned to the house and was about to meditate, when he suddenly felt a wave of hunger.

I closed my eyes for a long time, but I couldn't calm down in my heart. In desperation, he got up and ran to the kitchen, and found that the pots and pans in the kitchen were covered with a layer of dust, and no one had been here for some time. He closed the door and walked out into the woods.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, it is the time to grow his body, and Liu Zifeng is no exception. Especially after cultivating, the hunger in his stomach made him cry and laugh every time. Although a person with advanced Taoism can clear the valley for days or even months, he can't do this with his current cultivation.

As he walked, he complained bitterly: "You guy, you have eaten so much at noon, and you are hungry again." If it goes on like this......"

The woods were pitch black, but fortunately there was a faint moonlight on the ground. Liu Zifeng lucked his true qi and lit up the surrounding distance of four or five meters. He walked lightly and searched for traces of wild animals, and walked until he heard a few "creaks" of feet stepping on fallen leaves not far away.

As soon as Liu Zifeng's heart moved, he wanted to do it. Unexpectedly, his arms trembled, and a red yellow light suddenly burst out. Then, hearing only a few creaks of dead leaves in the distance, I saw a strange rat running with a somewhat comical tail dragging the carcasses of two hares.

Hei Yan ran back happily all the way, and Liu Zifeng looked surprised. This is also the first time he has seen Hei Yan do it, just with that speed, I'm afraid he can catch up with the ordinary magic weapon.

Liu Zifeng squatted down, patted Hei Yan's head, praised it in his mouth, picked up the rabbit, and prepared to go back.

The black flame squeaked, and Liu Zifeng looked back. Following the direction of Hei Yan's little claw, something seemed to glow not far away. The light was faint and not very conspicuous in the white moonlight. If it weren't for Hei Yan's reminder, it would have been ignored by Liu Zifeng.

Strange in his heart, he turned around, and the black flame landed on his shoulder, and the man and the rat walked towards the place where the dim light was shining.

The light seemed to be outside the trees, and as the willow wind approached, the light suddenly flickered and flickered, as if breathing.

Finally, Liu Zifeng approached and was taken aback. The thing that shone was none other than the dilapidated stone tablet engraved with the word Kungo. He looked around, and saw that the surrounding moonlight seemed to be attracted by the stone tablet, and all of them converged on it. In contrast, the surroundings were even darker, and only the blue-black true qi carried by Liu Zifeng's body could be seen.

The full moon is hanging high, today is "looking at the sun", Liu Zifeng suddenly felt that the yin around him was much richer than usual, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

He suddenly remembered that Zhou Lao had said before that he should not practice the "Ghost Spirit Sutra" every full moon, unless he reached the realm of imperial objects. Because on the night of the full moon, the yin qi is too violent, and if the cultivator is not enough, he will be directly overwhelmed by the yin qi and become a powerful ghost.

Liu Zifeng just wanted to catch the rabbit and go back, but he didn't want to be attracted by the stone tablet. The yin qi around the stele is even stronger, as if all the yin qi from all directions has gathered. When I found that the moon in the sky was as bright as a disk, it was too late to realize it.

Liu Zifeng was surprised in his heart, and the mantra of the "Ghost Spirit Sutra" did not change at all, which made him a little suspicious of Zhou Lao's words. In the midst of doubt, a gust of mountain wind suddenly blew on the flat ground. This wind came from nowhere, blowing the willow wind all over the body, as if it was in the cold ice for thousands of years. From the outside, you can see that with him as the center at this time, the Dao is swirling with gray-black gas, and the sound is terrifying!

At this time, it was difficult for him to open his eyes, and the "squeak" of black flames in his ears became smaller and smaller, and he was gradually drowned out by the whirring wind.

Falling Moon Peak was silent, as if nothing had happened. In the back mountain, a huge stone tablet lying on the ground was flooded with light, as if it had absorbed the moonlight and turned white. In front of the stele, a figure with long hair fluttering, his robe dancing, and his body as if shrouded in ink, he couldn't see what was going on.

Liu Zifeng's heart was in a hurry, and when the yin qi was flying, the magic of "Earth Ghost Technique" in his mind was running violently. For a while, there were countless whimpering sounds in my ears. It seemed that countless ghosts appeared out of thin air, wandering and drifting, looking at him on the ground with cold eyes.

Countless yin qi, under the traction of the "Earth Ghost Technique" technique, was like a mountain torrent that had drained the embankment, and a stream of brains surged towards Liu Zifeng's body.

Liu Zifeng was instantly cold, and even his consciousness stagnated for a moment.

Countless black and misty yin qi swam between his meridians, and each meridian seemed to be frozen, emitting a strange blue light. Immediately afterwards, the blue light suddenly shattered, and Liu Zifeng was covered in blood, staining his clothes red. If it weren't for the fact that most of his consciousness had been eroded, he would have cried out.

At this time, he was covered in blood, his meridians were broken, and his appearance was miserable, like a murderous and blood-drinking demon!

The meridians all over the body were broken, and those yin qi were still running along the route in the "Earth Ghost Technique", converging straight to the Baihui Acupoint. Where the meridians in the body were broken, countless cyan points of light were emitted at this time, making up for those broken meridians little by little.

Liu Zifeng's eyes were red, and he looked crazy. Fang Cai's unconscious state only lasted for a moment, and then he felt a sharp pain in his body. However, his whole body was rushed into the yin qi, and he couldn't move at all, watching the meridians break inch, and his eyes were about to split. In an instant, a wave of hatred erupted in his chest.

"Am I going to die before I get revenge?"

The mental method of "Earth Ghost Technique" is mysterious and abnormal, and it does not refuse the countless yin qi that has entered Liu Zifeng's body, and all of them are incorporated into the Baihui acupoints above his head. Where Liu Zifeng couldn't feel it, in a place in his mind, a nine-petaled inky blue lotus flower rotated leisurely, swallowing all those yin qi.

In the body, the cyan light is flourishing, and the complete meridians are like new births. It's just that this blue light somehow, after doing all this, it was hidden, and there was no trace of it.

Liu Zifeng had no time to take care of anything else, and at this time his body had regained consciousness. There was not much yin qi left around, and the strong wind that had just blown had disappeared without a trace.

Suddenly, Liu Zifeng felt a chill in his hand and hurriedly looked at it. At some point, one of his hands was on the corner of the stele.

The dilapidated stele is still on the ground, and the stele surface is shining like jade. The cold feeling was like cold waves and autumn water, and the handwriting on the tablet was still blurred, but in the piece covered by his palm, there were exactly two words: Kunwu!

Liu Zifeng was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly withdrew his hand. When I looked closely, there were subtle cracks in those two small words!

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the crack became bigger and bigger, and finally with a "click", a section of more than a foot long stone broke away from the stone monument and fell to the ground.

The moon moves upward, and the light envelops the earth. Liu Zifeng looked at the long stone that had fallen to the ground in disbelief, and grabbed it in his hand. The stone powder fell off, and I saw an inky broken sword appear.

The ink-colored broken sword only has a hilt and a half-cut sword body, the style is simple, faintly translucent, I don't know what material. The tail of the sword is carved with a hideous beast, with two wings and four tails, a tiger's head and deer ears, and two horns on the head. The appearance is roaring with his head held high, and his anger is soaring to the sky, like a living creature. The hilt of the sword was engraved with the two small words "Kunwu", and at this time, it emitted bursts of green light, as if it was suppressing the strange beast. On the body of the half-cut sword, there are complicated strange patterns depicted.

At the point of the fracture, the crack twisted and twisted, as if something had broken it alive.

Liu Zifeng looked at the broken sword in his hand, and he didn't know where to give birth to an inexplicable emotion, as if he had seen through the mustard in his heart, and he no longer had nostalgia for the world.

"Squeak!"

Under the silence, there were suddenly several hurried screams. Liu Zifeng was stunned, and the sword in his hand fell on the stele with a "bang", and suddenly cold sweat broke out all over his body. Turning his head, he saw Hei Yan squatting on his shoulder, grabbing his collar with an anxious face, and screaming "squeak" in his mouth.

"What kind of evil thing is this, and why is it so terrible?"

Liu Zifeng touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and then glanced at the ink-colored broken sword, and was afraid for a while. Just caught the way of this broken sword, and almost died here.

The ink-colored broken sword was on the stone tablet, and Liu Zifeng saw a trace of black gas floating out of the hilt. At the same time, the whole body of the stone tablet also emitted a green luster, condensed into small runes, which were imprinted on the broken sword.

After a moment, the entire broken sword was wrapped in a layer of turquoise light, and there was no longer a trace of black smoke drifting. The luster on the stele also dimmed a lot, and it turned into its previous dilapidated appearance, as if it had been greatly damaged.

This time, Liu Zifeng didn't dare to take the broken sword again, but looked at it cautiously for a long time. Hei Yan saw that he was nervous, and his "sigh" turned into a yellow light. When I looked at it again, I saw it dragging the broken sword and running towards the willow wind.

Liu Zifeng was startled, grabbed Hei Yan's tail, picked it up and looked at it, and saw that the thief's little eyes were still smart, and he was relieved. However, he still scolded this little thing a few words, it was too dangerous to rush over so recklessly.

As soon as Liu Zifeng put the broken sword in his arms, a figure appeared in front of Leng Buding, and he was suddenly startled, and hurriedly looked up.

The figure stood with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows and beard gray, and his robe was covered with dust. He also holds a small banner in his hand, and the big word "count" on the banner is very eye-catching at night. The figure looked at Liu Zifeng quietly, as if thinking about how to speak.

"You...... Senpai, why are you here?"

This figure is none other than the fortune teller who is called a liar. Last time at the foot of the mountain, the old road also appeared silently out of thin air, and this time it is still the same. After going back and forth, Liu Zifeng was surprised, but he got used to his elusive way.

Lao Dao glanced at him, his eyes moved to his shoulder, Hei Yan lay motionless on Liu Zifeng's shoulder, a pair of small eyes dripping around, I don't know what I was thinking.

"What does this little thing look like...... It seems to be the 'Fire Beast' in the Sixteen Places of the Western Wilderness. But how can there be yellow-black patterns on this fur?"

Lao Dao twisted his beard and thought for a moment, and unexpectedly revealed the origin of Hei Yan.

Liu Zifeng's eyes were confused, and he didn't know what the "fire beast" that the old Tao said was. Lao Dao didn't quench his appetite, and said slowly: "'Fire Light Beast', also known as Fire Rat, is an ancient strange beast with long weight and hair, and it is said to live in Yanzhou in the Western Wilderness. In the past, there was a "Tale of the Ten Continents", and there were clouds in the book: "There is a fire forest mountain in Yanzhou, and there are fire beasts in the mountains, as big as a mouse, and their hair is three or four inches long, or red or white. The mountain can be 300 miles, and this mountain forest can be seen in the dark night, which is the light of this beast, and the shape is similar to the light of fire. 'This beast is not afraid of fire and water, and it is strange. ”

Speaking of this, Lao Dao himself was also a little puzzled, and looked at Hei Yan carefully for a long time, and muttered: "This appearance and hair length are unique to the Fire Light Beast, could it be that I am mistaken?"

When Liu Zi heard these strange things, he couldn't help but ask: "Senior, is that 'Yanzhou' also one of Kyushu?"