Chapter 705 Entering the wild world and looking down at the world

The Lingxu sound transmission disc in the storage ring moved, and the slight throbbing in his heart was hidden by him.

He had two sound transmission discs, one for external use, and one with only He Ling's spiritual energy.

He left one alone because he was afraid that when He Ling came to find him, he would miss it because he was in seclusion.

If he only left one sound transmission disc alone, as long as there was spiritual energy, he would know it was her.

But he hadn't moved the sound transmission disc for many years, so he didn't know what to talk about, and where to start.

He raised his finger lightly, and this spiritual energy was a member of the Feng family.

Feng Jinyu looked at the light screen and said expressionlessly: "Why are you so anxious?"

"Sir, Miss Nangong...!"

"What happened?!"

Feng Jinyu's eyes condensed, and his words were a little hurried, and his tone was unconsciously raised a few points, "Tell me slowly, but something happened to the garbage recycling plant?!"

"Sir, Wuque Xianling and the garbage recycling plant have issued an obituary... Miss Nangong and others died on the way to the battle outside the domain..."

A mournful voice came through the air, and the Feng family spoke in a low voice and spoke carefully. In fact, the Feng family knew that the young master had never chosen a Taoist partner in these years, and seemed to be waiting for someone.

Feng Jinyu's pupils suddenly shrank when he heard the words, his face suddenly turned pale as paper, and the shadow stone in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".

He repeated in a daze: "He Ling, fell?", as if even his own voice was unfamiliar.

The Feng family slowly bowed at the other end: "Young Master asked us to pay attention to the news of Miss He Ling's return in recent years, but... this is the news sent by Lord Ji Yan, and the tombstones are already located in the Wuqi Xianling of Lichen Island."

"I know... I know." Feng Jinyu nodded gently, his eyes were dull, and he just whispered that he knew, and he didn't even notice that the voice on the other end had disappeared.

Between the sea and the sky, dark clouds rolled, the waves were surging, and the cold wind was biting, as if echoing his inner turmoil.

However, Feng Jinyu sat there quietly, motionless, with no joy, anger, sorrow or happiness on his face, full of trance and confusion, sitting from noon to dusk.

He was ashen-hearted, looking at the stars in the night sky with an expressionless face, until a meteor passed by, he gently got up and came to the edge of the cliff.

The waves hit the cliff, stirring up thousands of snowflakes. Feng Jinyu looked into the distance, his face looked extremely pale in the night, as if all the vitality of the world had left him at this moment.

He even whispered in a lost and soulless way: "Why would you go to such a dangerous place as the battlefield outside the domain... Didn't my elder brother just take you to experience the mortal world..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and was slowly swallowed by the endless darkness.

Three days later, a lonely back figure walked away from the island, but he still held a bunch of three-color fairy peach flowers in his hand.

For hundreds of years, he fought on these islands, one for cultivation, and the other for the growth of some exotic flowers and plants on these islands.

Because she said that she liked flowers very much, maybe one day, she would appear again, and would happily take the flowers he picked for her again...

Lichen Island, Wugui Xianling, the sky is clear and cloudless.

This place is no longer as lively as before. Because Song Heng's means of arranging the tomb that time were too professional, he took advantage of the factory owner's "fallen east wind" to make a lot of spirit stones, and went to some small families and small sects to arrange the tomb.

There are many people who come to invite him in person every day, and his name is known.

I heard that Song Heng's business was scheduled for two years later, and Gu Lisheng was accompanying him as a protector, splitting the account 100% and 90% and crying every day...

Now they are no longer seen in Wugui Xianling. I heard that they are going to store spiritual stones to go to Xuanwei Tiandu and then to Manhuang Tianyu.

There are many immortal tombs there, and they are going to find some treasures for the factory owner's family's tombs, especially Brother Gou. He liked to get free things from immortal tombs when he was alive, so this last wish must be fulfilled.

But today, Wugui Xianling is much more lively.

Two women stood for a long time in front of the tombs of Dushi Lao Ren and Ximen Heiniu.

But they didn't know each other. One was named Yuxuan and the other was named Qionghua Shuiyu. Mo Fuyang accompanied them with a dull pupil.

The news of Ximen Heiniu's death came from the Nine Heavens Immortal Sound Array, shaking Xuanwei Tianyu. Chen Xun and others were unknown and didn't even have a name.

"Butler Mo."

Yuxuan's words were cold, and there was still disbelief in her eyes, "Chen Xun died just like that?! He stayed in the Immortal Prison for a thousand years and didn't die, but was killed by an evil spirit from outside the domain?! He was such a waste?!"

"Your Excellency!" Mo Fuyang's honest face flashed with anger, and he scolded, "There must be something strange about the death of the predecessor, but the old man has passed away, please don't say anything nonsense in front of the tomb!"

"Heh." Yuxuan snorted coldly, and she couldn't stand the tombstone. "I will use the power of Yaotai Immortal Palace and the Ling family of the Immortal Kingdom to investigate this matter. My disciple regarded him as a close friend. It's too ridiculous that he died so unclearly."

"Thank you, Your Excellency!" Mo Fuyang's eyes lit up, and he bowed solemnly, "If the predecessor knows about this, he will definitely be grateful to you!"

Yuxuan frowned slightly, and ignored Mo Fuyang, but stared at these tombstones, Du Shi Lao Ren, Hei Niu, He Ling, Lion Dog... Why are they not their real names? !

"You cunning boy, are you really dead?" Yu Xuan thought to herself, with a barely detectable sharpness in her eyes, "If I can't wait for you to go to Yaotai Palace, I will definitely flatten your tomb before I die!" She glanced at Mo Fuyang, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared, returning to the Savage Sky Realm, Yaotai Palace, to ask to see the master! When Yu Xuan left, the tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

Qionghua Shuiyu stood solemnly in front of the four tombstones, with respect for the deceased in her eyes.

She had already heard about the fall of Ximen Heiniu in Xuanweitian, and after hearing about this place, she stopped by to have a look.

"Miss Qionghua." Mo Fuyang handed over his hand, extremely decadent, and sighed softly, "Thank you for coming to see some seniors."

"Don't take care of your house, please forgive me."

Qionghua Shuiyu immediately returned the gift, her face much more mature, "I once had a relationship with Senior Chen Xun and Ximen Niu Niu, but I didn't expect that we would be separated by yin and yang when we see each other again."

Mo Fuyang nodded slightly, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes. The factory owner had passed away, so he naturally had to keep the legacy. He loved money the most, and Xiantu had this hobby.

The Wugou Immortal Ridge was purchased with 5 billion medium-grade spiritual stones. There can be no mistakes. Otherwise, if the owner of the factory knows better, he will definitely die and live uneasily...

"Don't be a housekeeper."

"Miss Qionghua, please speak."

"I wonder who arranged this tomb? I am a descendant of Jiulong Xuanmen and I am proficient in this art."

"Oh? Miss Qionghua, is there something wrong with these large tombs?!"

Mo Fuyang was startled, raised his hands and asked. He had never heard of the Nine Dragons Xuanmen, but he definitely couldn't be careless at this time. He knew that Song Heng was a bit out of tune.

"Steward Mo..." Qionghua Shuiyu looked solemn and serious, "There are some problems with these tombs. They don't seem to be the tombs of the dead. They cut off the door of death, suppressed the luck of the air, moved the stars to eighteen places, and returned them to seven places. Three people are missing from the heaven." , to break the cause and effect of heaven and earth..."

Qionghua Shuiyu continued to talk to herself, the more she talked, the more frightened she became, the prototype of the ancient immortal tomb! The legendary living dead, the means to reverse the fate of the tomb!

Mo Fuyang was stunned and shocked. How could Master Dao be so professional? !

"Don't be a housekeeper."

"...Here!" Mo Fuyang was stunned and had not yet recovered.

"Is there any of their bodies inside?"

"The factory owner fell outside the territory, and his body is gone..."

"No body, what?!"

Qionghua Shuiyu exclaimed, her pupils filled with fear, and she even took a few steps back, "Steward Mo, don't say anything about this tomb for the time being. I'm going back to my ancestral home."

"Okay, okay..." Mo Fuyang was a little confused, but actually didn't understand anything.

Qionghua Shuiyu's heart was shocked, and she secretly took a breath of air. She was not good at studying, and she didn't dare to directly explore the tomb.

There are too many taboos in Jiulong Xuanmen, and some things cannot be touched.

But these methods in this tomb may be a bit deceptive. The real effect of such strange methods seems to be on positioning!

She had read through the ancient books of Xuanmen. Several ancestors had studied with a strange person and returned to establish the inheritance of Nine Dragons Xuanmen to this day. However, there was no record of who that stranger was.

But there is a sentence recorded in it, I only have a superficial understanding of the way of tomb luck... The master is the real tomb luck immortal!

Qionghua Shuiyu paid homage to the tombstone, and then left with a heavy heart, followed by the guardians outside Wugou Immortal Ridge.

Half a day later.

A man with black eyes that turned into gray eyes came slowly. He just held a bunch of flowers in his hand and placed them in front of Nangong Heling's tombstone.

"He Ling, I didn't expect to meet like this..."

The man was Feng Jinyu. He was no longer sad or happy, and said coldly, "This time I am here to say goodbye to you. I will leave the sea and continue to become stronger, strong enough to avenge your family..."

After he finished speaking, he took out all kinds of strange flowers and covered the entire cemetery, wishing that the sea of ​​flowers would sleep with her forever. When she died, his heart also died, and so did the young man with a free and easy temperament.

After dying in front of this tomb surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers, Feng Jinyu left and never returned. No one knows where he went.

…

On a super island.

Ji Yan was sitting in a place surrounded by mountains and rivers, drinking tea alone. Next to him was a stone table with messy chess pieces scattered on the chessboard.

Qian Shan stood aside with a deep look, unable to tell what he was thinking specifically. After Tianli left for the battlefield outside the territory, he followed Ji Yan.

He finally seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and said in a deep voice: "Ji Yan, Master Du Shi..."

"He is dead. Even the Cangqiong Formation Palace cannot detect him, and we are even less capable."

Ji Yan said lightly, his black hair spread messily on his back, "There is no need to pay attention to this matter anymore. Maybe someone is more anxious about Du Shi's death than us."

Qian Shan's eyes narrowed slightly and he took a deep look at Ji Yan: "What are you thinking about?"

"Now that there is a war outside the Immortal Kingdom, monks of all races are in short supply of war weapons, so the Netherworld Abyss can finally be put to use."

"Um?"

"Now we have a large amount of high-grade spiritual stones, and we have hired more than a hundred Mahayana venerables from all heavens. You should practice well first. The high-grade spiritual stones will pave the way for you."

Ji Yan took a sip of hot tea with a friendly smile, "First, swallow up all the immortal cultivation industries in Nanyu Continent, and use war instruments to mix them into the court of Tianyun Immortal Kingdom. Naturally, we cannot let go of battlefields outside the territory."

"...You?!" Qianshan was shocked.

"Garbage recycling in the world of immortality is really extremely profitable. More and more forces are boarding the ship. The time has come for the Chi family to be destroyed. This is the revenge of the past, so naturally it must be avenged."

"Ji Yan, what step have you already thought of?" Qianshan took a deep breath.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ji Yan's mouth, he stood up slowly, and looked at the vast world with deep and distant eyes:

"Naturally, it is to enter Taiyi World, a must-win place for the giants in the world of immortal cultivation, in the wild world. Only there can we truly stand at the pinnacle of the immortal world in Taiyi World and look down upon the world."