"Or did you ruin a trace of my consciousness when the fog collapsed just now?"

Lan Feng thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out what was going on, so he simply didn't think about it, and said secretly in his heart: "The cultivation world is unpredictable, and the content of the Immortal Dao has not been updated for thousands of years, this situation should be an accident." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Thousands of miles away from here, there is an ancient but magnificent castle, and a black shadow can be vaguely seen floating in the air, staring in the direction of Xuande Mountain, with a complicated expression, and muttering: "The old man saw him being swept into the whirlpool of water and fire with his own eyes, how could he still be alive?"

"Sect Master, the Divine Cultivation Soup has been prepared, you can go in. A young man in red walked out of the side hall of the castle and said respectfully.

The black shadow let out a "hmm" and fell to the ground, sighing, "Akeno, is there anything you haven't done yet?"

Akeno was confused by this inexplicable question, touched his head, and said in a low voice: "In the next place, it was transformed by Dendrobium, but fortunately, the sect leader had mercy and let me survive." For hundreds of years, in order to repay his kindness, he has healed nearly 10,000 disciples, and recently there is nothing else to do except find a way to help the sect leader reshape his body. ”

"Have you figured it out?" the shadow narrowed.

Akeno shook his head with a solemn gaze.

"But I need a body right now. ”

"But......" Akeno frowned, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll do it as soon as possible." ”

"There's no way, how can it be as soon as possible?" A cold light flashed in the black shadow's eyes, and he grabbed Akeno's neck.

"Master...... You ......"

Akeno was dumbfounded and wanted to say something, but the strength in the black shadow's hand suddenly doubled, and the bruises on his forehead burst out, and he couldn't breathe.

"The old man can't wait, isn't your body the best furnace ding, can you borrow it from me for a few hundred years?"

"Ahem...... You ......"

Akeno's eyes flared up, and his panicked expression revealed a strong unwillingness and despair, but more than that, it was incredible.

He had worked hard for the Seven Star Sect for hundreds of years, and now the sect leader wanted to take his body for his own selfish desires, completely disregarding the safety of other sect members.

"Uh......"

His expression gradually darkened, his head slowly drooped, and a cloud of red mist floated out of his Heavenly Spirit Cover, floating in midair.

After a while, his eyes suddenly blinked, and a strange sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The black shadow has disappeared, presumably Situ Jin's Yuan Ying has already entered his body.

"You, why are you doing this?"

There was a creepy roar from the red mist in the sky.

"No, you were originally a medicinal herb, I saved you, and your life should be mine. ”

Situ Jin snorted lowly, and then sneered: "It should be a great honor for you to borrow your body from me for a hundred years." ”

"Honored?" Red Mist's voice trembled a little, and he said sharply, "Do you know that if your soul is separated from your body for more than seven days, it will be wiped out?"

"Yes, so you can't waste it. Situ Jin smiled strangely, then raised his head, and his face became hideous.

Hongwu felt bad, and turned around to run away, but it was too late, only to feel a tingling pain in his abdomen, and when he looked down, the lower part had been swallowed by Situ Jin.

"You're ....... so ruthless......"

Before he finished speaking, Situ Jin took a sharp breath, and the red mist in the air completely dissipated.

"My only grandson died at your hands, and it was because of you that my Yuan Ying has been floating outside for nearly twenty years. Do you think you can escape?"

Situ Jin laughed wildly, stretched out his hand, and a faint trace of white gas floated out from between his eyebrows.

"The old man's sledgehammer, how can you and other juniors crack it, with this trace of divine thought, the old man will definitely find you, this time, there will be no more failures, hahaha......"

......

"This magic weapon is not ordinary, how can you make it?" Lan Feng's brows tightened, and his eyes swirled around in the spiritual eye area under the hammer, the more he looked at it, the more strange it became, but he couldn't tell where the weirdness was.

"Anyway, Situ Jin's divine sense has been erased by me, so there's nothing to worry about. Lan Feng breathed a sigh of relief, threw the Tongtian Hammer into the storage bag, took Li Yu back to his waist, and got up to open the bamboo door that had been closed for five years.

At the beginning, it was a rare snowstorm in a century, and it was still a white patch, but now the bamboo has begun to sprout, and the surrounding area is tender green, and the bamboo shoots at the root of the bamboo are also wearing a light brown coat and showing pointed heads.

And his afterglow was swept to a fiery red.

Turning around, looking up, as far as the eye can see, is a very beautiful kapok tree, from a distance, the branches are orange and red, it looks particularly vibrant.

Kapok opens, winter no longer comes.

In gloomy weather, this red is particularly dazzling.

Before he knew it, Lan Feng had slowly come to the bottom of the tree.

At this moment, the wind rose, and only the bamboo leaves next to him were rustled by the wind, and although the kapok tree did not move, a few petals as bright red as blood broke free from the branches and fell to the ground along the top of his head.

He looked down at the petals on the ground, his eyes flickering.

"Big Brother Lan!"

A few red flowers fell on the tree again, and Lan Feng looked up and saw Ye Xiaoxue standing at the door of the bamboo house with a basket, looking a little stunned.

Lan Feng smiled slightly and said, "Xiaoxue." ”

The gentle voice like water made Ye Xiaoxue's nose sour, she frowned, and she said in a low voice: "I haven't seen you for five years, are you okay?"

The sky was full of dark clouds, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger, blowing the blue maple's black clothes.

"The same old way. ”

Wisping his white hair fluttering in the wind, he shook his head with a wry smile.

Ye Xiaoxue stared at him for a long time, and then said, "Brother Lan, it's windy outside, you can go inside." ”

"Didn't you say you wanted to see the moon?" Lan Feng pursed his lips.

"yes. Ye Xiaoxue looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "But this day, it's about to rain." ”

Lan Feng said: "It's okay, tonight, there will be a moon." ”

Ye Xiaoxue nodded in disbelief, suddenly moved, lifted the bamboo basket and turned around and entered the house. After a while, puffs of green smoke wafted out of the cracks in the bamboo house.

Lan Feng smiled noncommittally, bent down to pick up a kapok on the ground, and put it in the palm of his hand to observe it carefully.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, the bamboo forest was tumbling violently like a blue wave, and the kapok tree was also swaying from side to side with the wind, and Lan Feng was standing quietly under the tree like that, not knowing what he was thinking.

When night shrouded, a miserable white electric light flashed in the sky, and after the thunder, a light drizzle fell in the sky.

The crackling sound of raindrops hitting the bamboo leaves makes the dark night no longer monotonous and lonely, and it is this seemingly ordinary sound that hides the hurried footsteps of the group outside the bamboo forest.