White Bone Dao Palace, in the Hall of Breeze.

"Master, Qingyang is back. ”

"Oh, Qingyang is back, where is he? Why didn't he come here?" asked Kuzhu with some frowns.

"He went to the Temple of Creation. ”

Kuzhuzi's brows furrowed a little deeper, and there was a contemplative look in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

"Master, do you want to call him back? The Temple of Creation is now ......"

Kuzhu raised his hand slightly, making his disciple stop talking, and said: "No, since he can come back, he must be a great progress in cultivation, since he went to the Creation Palace, then it's okay, we will go to the Ancestral Spirit Hall now......"

In the ancestral spirit hall, there are people who practice the art of immortal gods, and they seal themselves, and it is absolutely impossible for them to come out until they have no choice but to do so, because once they wake up, they may die. Unless it is his own natural transformation, it is another new life.

In addition to these people who practiced immortal gods, Kuzhu also knew that there was still a person in this ancestral spirit hall who was in retreat, as long as he was there, no matter how chaotic the palace was, he would be able to determine the situation.

That person was one of the three immortals of this White Bone Dao Palace, known as the son of wind and thunder. It was here that he went into retreat and realized the Supreme Path. But he hasn't come out for a thousand years, and many people only know that Feng Leizi is in the Dao Palace, but they don't know where he is, and they haven't seen him. Even if he knew that he was in the Ancestral Spirit Palace, he couldn't find it, let alone wake it up.

And Kuzhu is the one who can find and awaken the wind and thunder.

The disciples who mediated the creation of the first line were all left in the Qingfeng Hall by Kuzhu, and he brought the two disciples under his seat to the Ancestral Spirit Palace, he felt that it was time to wake up his master, otherwise, the entire Dao Palace would be in chaos, and no one would be able to suppress this storm.

When he came to the Ancestral Spirit Palace, he saw the vigilant appearance of the disciples guarding the main hall in front of the Ancestral Spirit Palace, and his heart was at ease, as long as nothing happened to this Ancestral Spirit Palace, everything was easy to say.

Those disciples recognized Kuzhu and bowed, Kuzhu nodded, and asked, "Has anyone been in these days?"

The disciple was slightly stunned, and then said, "Back to the senior uncle and ancestor, many senior uncles and uncles have gone in. ”

Kuzhu asked which ones they were, and this disciple told those who had gone in to the Kuzhu Master and Uncle Ancestor. Kuzhu didn't say anything, just kept those names in mind, what are these people coming here for these days, it can't be to worship the ancestral spirit.

Entering the ancestral spirit hall, the hall is filled with a fragrance, has the wonder of refreshing and refreshing the mind, has a kind of cleansing effect, many people are irritable in their hearts, they will come to this ancestral spirit hall to sit and meditate.

The main hall of the ancestral spirit hall is tall and spacious, there is only one god platform, and there is a statue on the god platform, and in that statue is the first palace master of the White Bone Dao Palace, and he also founded the White Bone Dao Palace with his own strength.

In the center of the main hall, there is a three-legged giant tripod, the giant tripod is a head higher than the bitter bamboo, and the tripod body is red. Although this giant tripod is not as good as the Chaos Bell, it is also a spiritual treasure of the town hall.

The bitter bamboo knelt down in front of the statue and offered incense......

When he had done all this, he went through the door on the right side of the temple. The two disciples who followed behind him were Zhu Ming and Wang Huan, although they did not open the hall, they also had the strength to open the hall.

It wasn't the first time they had come, but they didn't know where the Wind Thunder Patriarch their master was looking for was. When I entered the door on the right side of the main hall, I saw small rooms, and in each room sat a person who had closed life and death, and there was no name on the door, and as long as I entered it, there was no name.

Kuzhu walked ahead, and there was not only one line on this road. Looking back, there was only one door that emitted white light, and the rest of the place was dark, although it was not the kind of darkness where it was impossible to see anything, but it also gave people a deep feeling.

Kuzhu pinched his fingers as he walked, constantly calculating the direction, his footsteps stopped, sometimes in a hurry, sometimes directly into a door, and behind the door was a passage, but no matter how to turn or walk, Zhu Ming and Wang Huan could see the door glowing with white light when they looked backwards, and the distance seemed to be so far away.

Finally, their master, Kuzhu, stopped in front of a heavy, tall gate. There was a dark gold rune on this door. The runes were densely packed, and at first glance, they looked like a dark golden snake coiled in the center of the door.

The two of them stared at it, and after only a moment, they felt dizzy, as if they were in a closed shijie, and a giant snake was entangled around them, unable to breathe.

Just when they were shocked in their hearts and wanted to resist and break free, their foreheads were cold, and the illusion disappeared, but it was the bitter bamboo that nodded on their foreheads.

"With reverence, the gods are at ease. ”

The gods that Kuzhu refers to are their own gods.

Zhu Ming and Wang Huan hurriedly gathered their minds and surrendered respectfully, and the feeling that made them feel depressed really disappeared.

Kuzhu also lit a pillar of incense in front of the door, bowed three times, and the door opened itself. The moment the door opened, there was a clear light shining through the door, but the clear light was not visible outside the door, but could only be seen, not visible.

This ashram is not very large, but it gives people a sense of purity that does not stain dust and does not stain desires.

There is a person sitting in the east of the quiet room, with a baby on his face, white hair like silver threads, dressed in Xuan clothes, sitting cross-legged, his hands hanging down on the dantian, his palms are round like holding the moon, and he sits quietly with his eyes closed, which is one of the three great immortals of the Dao Palace.

Kuzhu walked in front of Feng Leizi and knelt down.

"The disciple Kuzhu visited the master, and the master was shengshou. Kuzhu said in his mouth and bowed three more times. Zhu Ming and Wang Huan in the back also knelt and bowed, but they did not make a sound.

At this time, Feng Leizi obviously couldn't hear anything, but Kuzhu's kneeling was meticulous.

There is a small red bell hanging from the waist of the wind thunderson, as long as you shake the red bell, the wind thunder will wake up. Kuzhu got up, came to Feng Leizi's side, and gently shook the red bell.

"Bell, bell, bell......"

When the bell rings three times, you will wake up.

But after three rings, Kuzhu not only did not see Feng Leizi wake up, but saw Feng Leizi's face quickly turn gray. A crack appears on the forehead. Kuzhu was shocked, and he took a step back in a panic. Looking at the crack that appeared on Feng Leizi's forehead, looking at his gray face, the horror in his heart surged.

"Weishenme,......, how could it be, how could it be like this......"

"No, it can't be, it doesn't ,......"

Kuzhu muttered incoherently.

Zhu Ming and Wang Huan also saw Feng Leizi's face and the crack on his forehead, and they were also shocked in their hearts, they were also Taoist monks, how could they not know that this phenomenon meant that Feng Lei was dead.

"Master, how can this be?" Zhu Ming also asked in a bit of a panic.

It's not that they don't practice enough, but because if Feng Leizi really dies at this time, then the entire Dao Palace is in danger.

Kuzhu's whole person fell to the ground with a thud as if he had lost his soul at this moment, and said with some distraction: "The Dao Palace is in danger." ”

Feng Leizi retreated, how could he die, this is Kuzhu can't figure it out, and no one knows after he dies, if it weren't for Kuzhu coming to wake up, he still doesn't know.

Do the others know?, Kuzhu thought to himself. Also, when did Uncle Feng Lei Zi die? Does Banshan know? No one can answer Kuzhu. But after all, he was a person who had been practicing for a long time, and he was just flustered for a moment, and then he settled down and pondered.

He seemed to be trying to see the puzzle of the Dao Palace, and suddenly, he remembered something in his heart, if he figured this matter out, all the puzzles would be solved.

He got up, walked out quickly, and at the moment of going out, he said to the two disciples behind him, "Don't talk to anyone about what happened here after you go out. ”

Zhu Ming and Wang Huan's hearts froze, and they both heard the cold killing intent from Master's voice, and they hurriedly replied, "Yes, Master." ”

Kuzhu closed the door again, and went out of the ancestral spirit hall again, looking up at the darkness of the sky, only to feel that the Dao Palace was lonely and precarious in this darkness.