The Man Who Died Chapter Eighty-Nine The Ancient Dead
The cave is like a burial chamber, and after the main hall, there is a long and narrow corridor. The corridor was dim, with occasional formations running and emitting a little starlight. If it weren't for the guidance of the wind, the two of them would just be afraid to get lost in it.
Passing through the promenade, there is a Hongdae altar. The altar is circular in shape and placed in a central position. The dome was rough as expected, but strangely enough, you could see a sea of stars through the dome.
Feng Ran raised his head, and this brilliant and magnificent picture was reflected in his eyes.
A gust of wind blew from the ground, and the green silk rose from the wind and covered the tip of Ye Hongfeng's nose. He wrinkled his nose and slowly opened his eyes, the wind carried the girl's fragrance into his nose, and the girl's delicate face was reflected in front of him.
Everything is so beautiful that people can't bear to destroy it.
"It's beautiful!" she exclaimed, looking at the stars.
"yes, it's beautiful. ”
Ye Hongfeng responded in a low voice, but he didn't know who to say.
"Are you awake?" Feng Ran blushed slightly, put him down, and supported him by the side.
"Hmm. ”
"If I'm not mistaken, the projections I encountered in the main hall earlier probably originated from the altar. He closed his eyes, and the sea of qi echoed with heaven and earth. In the sea of knowledge, about the center of the altar, an extremely dazzling light kept flickering, which was a manifestation of the aura.
"There are still remnants of spiritual power in the center of the altar, and the great array may not be completely destroyed, let's go and take a look. He raised his hand and pointed forward, and immediately understood, and the two of them helped them up to the altar and came to the central position.
The altar is carved with intricate runes, the runes have been mottled and not very real, and it seems that it has gone through a long time.
Ye Hongfeng bent down, his fingers rubbing over the runes. His aura was very calm, and inexplicable fragments flashed through his mind from time to time, for some reason, this altar always gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had returned to his hometown after a long absence......
He shook his head, not thinking about it. Since he was born, he has only survived for eighteen years, and he will not have anything to do with this altar.
"Little wood, I feel that there is something in the altar that is connected to my blood......" Feng Ran said with a snort, his fingers twisting the corners of his clothes, a little anticipation and a little fear.
"Really?" Ye Hongfeng's face couldn't hide his excitement, and there seemed to be brilliance in his eyes.
He was worried that he would not be able to break the altar, let alone steal the treasure inside...... Oh no, I know the secret. Now the bloodline of Fengran echoes it, it must come from inheritance, as long as it is inheritance, it will inevitably leave a way for future generations, so as to ......
"Little wood, little wood!" Feng Ran stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, which woke him up from his daydream.
"Well, if you try to mobilize the power of the Wind Spirit Eucharist, to mobilize the wind around the altar, maybe there will be a change. Ye Hongfeng said seriously.
Since entering Yunshan, most of the time he has stayed in the second senior brother's residence to burn the fire and test the medicine, the second senior brother has seen and heard a lot, especially in the Dan Dao, refining weapons and formations, and he has naturally been a little involved in coming and going.
Feng Ran clasped his hands in front of his chest and lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes. The blood-stained tears of the moon in her body turned into a gentle wind that melted into all parts of her body, the tips of her hair turned pale blue, and the wind rose from the altar, gradually condensing into a cyclone floating in front of the two of them.
"Little wood, this cyclone should be the 'door'. Saying that, she was about to walk inside, but Ye Hongfeng took the first step and blocked in front of her, with a solemn face, and cautiously stepped into it.
For a time, the world swirled, and the heavens and the earth were replaced.
Looking up is the quaint altar, and at the foot is a sea of stars. Ye Hongfeng kicked hard, and he realized that he seemed to be standing on the ground without substance.
Feng Ran also fell out of the cyclone, but it was the opposite of him.
"Little Wood, how did you get to the sky? Didn't I enter the cyclone? Why are I still in place?"
"Don't move yet, this place should be the place of inheritance under the altar, like a mirror, it seems to be the same, but in fact it is a different space. He looked up and shouted, standing on the altar.
"I don't know why I passed through the different exits, but this inheritance is clearly for you, so feel free to look for it. Ye Hongfeng slowly lowered his gaze, took a deep breath, and relaxed his whole body.
I saw his body slowly sinking and falling into the sea of stars. Ever since the cyclone, there has been a call from the underworld to guide him, to sink into the sea of stars, to reveal some secrets.
"Little wood, where are you going?" Feng Ran looked up, just in time to see Ye Hongfeng standing upside down and rising towards the dome, no longer caring about the so-called inheritance, and shouted anxiously.
"Leave me alone!" a final shout came from the sky, and his figure faded into obscurity.
Feng Ran hesitated again and again, unable to make up his mind, so he had to continue to look up and wait.
"Is he your Taoist companion?" a voice suddenly appeared beside him, the voice was gentle, like a heavenly sound.
Feng Ran turned his head and saw a woman wearing a long white dress who looked like a fairy, the woman was not a physical entity, it seemed to be composed of moonflowers.
"Not yet. Feng Ran lowered his head, his cheeks slightly hot.
The woman tilted her head to look at her, but did not speak.
"Possible ...... in the future"
The woman suddenly laughed, and the laughter rang softly like a silver bell. She raised her head, looked at the starry sky, and said, "He's just a big log that doesn't know what to do!" When she said this, the woman puffed out her cheeks, so cute.
"Do you know him?" asked Feng Ran cautiously.
"It's a bit complicated, I can't say it clearly, you'll know later. If it weren't for the breath of his blood earlier, maybe I wouldn't have remembered it. ”
"That's it......" Feng Ran was excited, and the woman who suddenly appeared seemed to be a little entangled with her sweetheart, but she was still as beautiful as a flower, and no one was comfortable. "So, who are you?"
"You don't have to be so vigilant, I'm called Weilan. Wei Lan smiled slightly, stepped forward, and the moonlight gradually spread out, burrowing into Feng Ranran's body. "Have you ever heard of the Wind Phoenix Dao Body?"
"Above the Wind Spirit Holy Body, the real king of the wind-Wind Phoenix Dao Body?" she was a little incredible, according to the records of the family, the last Wind Phoenix Dao Body appeared before the Mythical Age, that era of desolation.
"Yes, you and I are of similar blood, and it is natural that we inherit it from you. She couldn't say more, Weilan opened her hands and hugged her. The moonlight was blown away by the wind and turned into a spinning tornado, and in the center of the tornado, it was Feng Ranran.
The remaining spiritual power in the altar was absorbed by the tornado, and then converged on her golden pill, condensing into Dao runes.
......
Ye Hongfeng looked around, I don't know if it was an illusion, obviously there was only a moment, but he felt that he had experienced tens of thousands of years.
He sat on a grassy field, the stars still above him. He was a little dazed at the moment, and the inheritance space changed again and again, making him unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
"There is no doubt that you are no longer in the time when you came. ”
There was a girl in a long white dress sitting next to her, who was exactly what Wei Lan looked like. She held her face and looked at the sea of stars, and said softly.
"What did you do?" Ye Hongfeng's face was gloomy, his two fingers were together, and there was a cyan sword aura on his fingertips.
"You've changed! Or rather, you're not him at all. Wei Lan's mood was a little low, and with a wave of her hand, the picture on the altar was reflected in the sea of stars, "If you are worried about her, you can rest assured ......"
Ye Hongfeng breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "You brought me here, is there anything wrong?"
Weilan moved to his side, and when his skin touched, he pillowed his head on his shoulder, and there was longing in his eyes.
"On the seventh day of July, under the mountain gate. If you could do it again, would you take me away?"
Ye Hongfeng was stunned by his words, he was sure that he had never seen this woman.
Weilan smiled, her smile full of sadness.
"Su Zhan, Yun Yichen, Sect Master Daddy......" Tears slipped down his shoulders, and there was a chill, and Wei Lan said a lot of names in a row, all of which he had never heard of. "And you...... Ye Su. I miss you so much, and I really want to go back to the sect to see ......."
Ye Hongfeng was stunned, doubtful but not convinced.
I remember that before entering the secret realm, when the second senior brother was burning the fire, the third senior brother once said. More than 10,000 years ago, there was a sect in the human race, called Tianyu Immortal Sect. It was the era when the human race was extremely glorious, and there were countless immortal immortals in the sect, and even the later mythological era was able to exist on this basis. The holy daughter of the Heavenly Feather Immortal Sect was originally the person that Old Man Yun admired, but she had a heart. And that person is called Ye Su.
"Everything has disappeared, and I still don't understand why the Holy Spirit line can't get along with my human race, and it will destroy the entire sect at the cost of heavy damage. Weilan gritted her teeth and continued.
As if experiencing it himself, the sorrow in his heart welled up like a flood. His nose was sore, and bean-sized tears were falling.
He couldn't help but look to the west, there was a fire burning in his chest, it was hatred carved into the bone marrow!
"Holy Spirit!" he muttered.
The image in the sea of stars began to dissipate, and the tornado gathered around him slowly dispersed, and the figure of Feng Ran gradually manifested in the altar.
"Can you hug me?" said Wei Lan suddenly, her eyes full of anticipation.
Ye Hongfeng was speechless for a while, but his hand involuntarily took her into his arms. In the blink of an eye, the sea of stars shattered, the heavens and the earth changed, and Weilan's body also turned into a point of light and escaped.
"July 7, under the mountain gate, I'll wait for you ......"
The last sentence fell, and his eyes went black and he fainted.
When he woke up again, he was on the original altar, the cyclone had disappeared, Feng Ran stood with his waist crossed and stared at him, his cheeks puffed out, and he said angrily: "Little wood, are you still thinking about your fairy sister? ”
When accepting the inheritance, she could vaguely feel the picture on Ye Hongfeng's side.
Ye Hongfeng scratched his head and asked, "What is the result of the inheritance?"
Feng Ran spread his hands, a little helpless. When the last trace of spiritual power in the altar entered the golden pill, the golden pill turned cyan, and it was densely covered with various runes. It's just that other than that, it doesn't help the cultivation, maybe it's the unawakened.
However, there is one thing that is more strange, when the inheritance space is broken, a wisp of Weilan's soul merges into her body and disappears.
Ye Hongfeng sighed, he thought that he could make a lot of money in the inheritance land, but in the end, he was empty-handed. His head was a little swollen and painful, and some fragments flashed from time to time, inexplicably, he became unexpectedly familiar with this cave.
A few figures walked out of the corridor, and they looked panicked, most of them suffering from the corridor. It took a few people a while to calm down, and they looked at the two of them with surprise on their faces.
Ye Hongfeng also looked back at the past, also full of surprise.
Who said that there is no harvest in the land of inheritance, isn't it the net worth of a few monks in front of you?