"It's a big responsibility. ”

Ning Feng smiled bitterly, shook his head, still didn't open his eyes, and leaned his whole back on the back of the chair.

In his head, countless thoughts were spinning.

"I originally thought that Tianxin consciousness was real consciousness, but now a few times, frequent contact, I only know otherwise. ”

"Tianxin didn't mean to!"

"Tianxin consciousness is just a statement after all. ”

Ning Feng shook his head and muttered to himself: "After all, it is just a special form of existence formed by the deepest part of the consciousness of the entire world, gathered together. ”

"It has no thoughts, desires, impulses of its own, only acts according to the will of the whole world. ”

"No wonder......"

Although Ning Feng had never said it before, he always had some doubts in his heart.

He felt very strange, with the seven sects in the world such as the Sun God Palace and the Demon Sect, there were a large number of strong people in charge, and they could dominate the rise and fall of a realm, how could they be willing to let the Heavenly Heart Consciousness dominate and not be afraid of being a puppet?

Now that Ning Feng had made a few contacts, he couldn't stop feeling its breath before he really understood.

It turns out that the so-called Tianxin consciousness can be said to exist or non-existent, so how can such a special existence that does not even have its own thoughts and intentions be a threat?

Ning Feng sighed a little and slowly opened his eyes.

Suddenly—

"Huh?"

Ning Feng's eyes widened in surprise, in front of him, I don't know when, something was suspended in the air, emitting a bright yellow light.

Wisps of the last Xuanhuang gas, as if reluctantly. Or inhaled into it. And only in and out.

Ning Feng was surprised. Instead, he laughed.

"I'm still thinking that it's a pity that these Xuanhuang Qi are wasted, but I can't eat the treasures, and the Heavenly Heart Consciousness has receded, and I can't control them, so it's good for you to absorb them. ”

The things that appeared in front of him were among the things he carried with him, except for the Nine Orifices Stone. The most mysterious thing.

- Yuan Shi Jinqiao!

Jin Qiao stretched out his body in front of Ning Feng, not very big, that is, the size of a person, every bridge hole, every eye, and even every brick on it, all turned into gluttony, greedily absorbing Xuanhuang Qi.

After the bad practices of Ning Feng and others, there is not much Xuanhuang Qi left, how can it withstand the absorption method of Yuan Shi Jinqiao?

Ning Feng saw it clearly. Originally, the Xuanhuang Qi suddenly became agile after the Tianxin consciousness receded, as if it was about to turn into a wisp of small life. Escape all at once.

I don't know when the Yuan Shi Jinqiao came out, and when they sucked it, they couldn't break free.

"It's worthy of being a mysterious strange thing on my body that can be ranked with the Nine Aperture Stones, and even the Xuanhuang Qi can be subdued. ”

"Awesome, awesome. ”

Ning Feng was amazed, looking at this scene with great interest, looking forward to what changes would occur in the Yuan Shi Jinqiao?

The Yuan Shi Jinqiao has always been carried by him, but there was only one abnormal movement, and it was that time that he met a generation of strange people Zhang Fan, from which he learned the star picking of the scales and armor, and derived the star fixing technique.

And this time?

Ning Feng stared at the Yuan Shi Jin Bridge with an expectant gaze.

There was something indescribable on the Yuan Shi Jin Bridge, as if the realm was so high that it surpassed the entire world, even beyond his original realm, and beyond the horror of Zhongtian Tian's consciousness.

The Yuan Shi Jinqiao was as relaxed as breathing, and in one or two breaths, the remaining Xuanhuang Qi that escaped between heaven and earth was exhausted.

On its own, it has hardly changed.

"Isn't it enough?"

Ning Feng was a little disappointed.

"No matter what, you can't be greedy, you can't force it, there is always a chance. ”

He planned to put away the Golden Bridge and devote himself to dealing with the enemy who was about to attack.

Ning Feng stretched out his hand and made a move......

"Uh~"

Again, don't move.

Three moves, still not moving.

The old god of the Yuan Shi Jinqiao was there, completely ignoring his call.

"Is it ......?"

Ning Feng was not disappointed, but showed a look of surprise.

Yuan Shi Jinqiao did not disappoint him, leisurely, at his own pace, extended.

Ten zhang, one hundred zhang, one thousand zhang......

The huge body of the Yuan Shi Jinqiao unfolded, crossed the Liuli Island, Huangquan Lake, and directly crossed the entire Jiuqu Yellow River Array.

Little by little, it was a blind man touching an elephant, and Ning Feng also felt the horror of the Yuan Shi Jinqiao.

"It doesn't seem to hide anything anymore. ”

"This time, I should be able to figure out its secret. ”

Ning Feng stood up from the glazed throne, and one step in front of him was the bridge head where the Yuan Shi Jin Bridge stretched all the way to his feet.

This step, he took out without hesitation.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Ning Feng's feet landed, there were colorful floats in front of him, and the Yuan Shi Golden Bridge seemed to be shrinking, and it seemed to be stretching to an infinite height without stopping.

He was in a trance for a long time before he came to his senses.

"It's ......"

Ning Feng's eyes widened, and he saw that he himself was unconsciously shrouded in mist, what Jiuqu Yellow River, what Liuli Island, what thousands of streamers, all of them were gone.

In the boundless mist, only the golden bridge under your feet is a real existence, and the rest are illusory.

The front is foggy, the back is also foggy, is it forward, or backward?

Ning Feng had no choice, and he didn't want to retreat, so he could only press his mind and move forward step by step.

Walking across the bridge, up to the middle of the bridge, he saw a man.

"Huh?"

Ning Feng was extremely surprised, he originally thought that he would see a back, that Xuanjin gown, Zhang Fan, a strange person wearing a crown on his head.

Truth be told, he was looking forward to meeting again.

Even in the current realm, Ning Feng is still far from being able to see Zhang Fan's back, the stronger he is, the more he can truly feel how unfathomable Zhang Fan is at the beginning of the shocking glimpse and the occasional side.

He was very skeptical that Zhang Fan was the terrifying existence that could crush the entire realm with one palm in the legend.

Unexpectedly. This time. Ning Feng turned out to be on the Yuan Shi Jin Bridge. Saw the second person.

It was a young man, dressed in fine clothes, with a leisurely attitude, and in front of him there was a fire tree, blooming with silver flowers.

The flowers are blooming, opening their petals little by little, emitting a little silver light, as if countless silver dust is sprinkling.

A display of fireworks and a sea of lanterns. The dreamy beauty that never sleeps shrouds the body of the boy in a gorgeous costume, and sets off it like a man in the sky.

"Such a person should exist only in heaven. ”

Ning Feng sighed, stepped forward, and bowed his hand: "In Xia Ningfeng, I have seen the son, but I don't know the son up and down." ”

The young man in Huafu withdrew his gaze from the fire tree silver flower, showed a warm smile like jade, and returned a salute, "My surname is Chu." Keeping immortals, Chu Liuxian is also. ”

"Stay immortal. ”

Ning Feng arched his hand. Inexplicably, I have an infinite affection for this person.

Childe stays in immortals, is this a staycation in immortals?

This kind of temperament, this kind of contagion, is simply unstoppable, the question is what is the inexplicable sense of intimacy and familiarity?

Chu Liuxian smiled slightly, he really had the power of a hundred flowers blooming, at least the fire tree silver flower next to him bloomed all at once.

He looked at Ning Feng, without any sense of condescension, as if they had been friends for many years, seeing each other every day, and talking lightly: "Brother Ning will wait a while, they will still be busy." ”

"Them?"

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows, becoming more and more puzzled.

Could it be that apart from the strange man Zhang Fan and the son in front of him, there are other people?

"Oooo~~"

"Oooo

Before Ning Feng could ask, a sound like an opening came into his ears.

He subconsciously followed the prestige, only to see that in the middle of the originally empty bridge, there was suddenly an extra person, a statue.

The statue is one person tall, ordinary, no anomaly, no features, if it is strange, its face is blurred, as if it will not be done until the end.

In front of the statue, a man with a long body was raising his arms one at a time, waving down, and landing on the statue.

Every time he lifted it high, Ning Feng could feel that the entire Yuan Shi Golden Bridge was trembling, the whole world was trembling, and every time it fell, it was like a series of mountains collapsing.

"What a terrifying force. ”

Ning Feng was shocked inexplicably, he felt that this tall man contained infinite terrifying power, and it was different from Zhang Fan and Gongzi Liuxian, it was half in the flesh, half in the will, with the flesh as a treasure raft, the heavens and all the worlds were as terrifying.

While he was looking, the man with the tall figure turned his head, smiled at Ning Fengwen, nodded, and immediately put his mind on the sculpture again.

Even the folds of the clothes have come out of the upper and lower parts of the sculpture, and the man obviously has the power of the sky and the earth cracking every time, but he can be meticulous when he implements it, as if he is carving with an embroidery needle.

This kind of control of power, absolute control over himself, is not a matter of pure strength, it can only show that he is not from the world of cultivating immortals like Ning Feng now, but a place with extreme requirements for martial arts.

When Ning Feng looked at it carefully, the whole statue had been completed, and there was an indescribable feeling of detachment and detachment throughout the body.

Inexplicably, a word popped up in his heart: "Immortal!"

With Zhang Fan, with Chu Liuxian, with this carver, and even with himself are completely different from Shen Yun, there is only one word: immortal.

"His name is Mo Xuan!"

I don't know when, Chu Liuxian paced to Ning Feng's side, and said to the tall man who was immersed in the carving again.

"So, what is he doing?"

Ning Feng didn't want to point with his hand, as long as he pointed in the direction of Mo Xuan, he picked his chin.

Chu Liuxian smiled and said, "This person is hope." ”

Looking at his demeanor and looking at what he was staring at, Ning Feng's heart was like a mirror, "this person" refers to the sculpture, not Mo Xuan.

"Our hope!"

On the word "we", Chu Liuxian added an accent emphatically, so that Ning Feng did not have the slightest ambiguity, this "we", including him.

Chu Liuxian didn't give Ning Feng room to react, and said to himself: "The portrait has been carved, and the face has to be completed by himself, and now Mo Xuan is playing the inheritance stone slab." ”

"Inheritance Slate?"

Ning Feng had already noticed that the statue had been completed, and Mo Xuan suddenly cracked and bombarded the heavens and the earth, and it was a stone slab in front of the stone statue.

"Future ......"

Chu Liuxian's voice suddenly became distant and distant, "...... We are all going to leave our traces on the inheritance slate, to him. ”

"Including you!"

This "he" is a stone statue, and this "including you" is to leave a legacy.

"Am I got my share too?"

Ning Feng was surprised.

Whether it is Zhang Fan, Chu Liuxian, or Mo Xuan, which one is not in a position that makes him look up to the mountains, how can he be asked to leave a legacy.

"Not now, of course. ”

Chu Liuxian laughed, even if he was laughing loudly, he was still as gentle as a jade immortal, "In the future, not only you, but also me." ”

Ning Feng said that he didn't understand at all.

"It's okay, you'll understand when that day comes. ”

"Now, let's wait for the big brother first. ”

Chu Liuxian was still smiling, but he didn't mean to continue to explain, leaning on the railing with his hands and looking beyond the Yuan Shijin Bridge.

Suddenly—

The mist dispersed, revealing the stars of Zhou Tian.

The dark night, the bright stars, showing the number of three thousand six hundred and fifty days of the great week.

Between the endless stars, a man in a golden gown and a crown like the sun stepped out step by step.

It's Zhang Fan!(To be continued......)