Chapter 2903: Feng Ling

Zi Ling lowered her head, looked at herself, and found that the wounds caused by the wind blade before, all healed at this time, and there was no trace left on her skin.

The most important thing was that there was a flash of blue light between Zi Ling's eyebrows.

When the cyan light dissipated, a mark appeared on Zi Ling's forehead.

The imprint is very strange, like a very old font.

But no one can identify what it means.

"I'm really healed? This...what the **** is going on?" Zi Ling spread out his hands and looked at the palm, his beautiful eyes filled with incredibleness.

Because at this time, two ancient characters appeared in her palm.

Seeing this scene, let alone Lu Yi was stunned.

Even Gu Yuan, who had learned a lot, couldn't explain everything in front of him.

A kiss can heal the helpless injuries of even the life Long Yuan. What are these weird marks?

The next moment, a voice full of jealousy sounded behind everyone.

It can be heard that when this person speaks, he almost gritted his teeth.

"This luck is really against the sky. The legendary Feng Ling has recognized the Lord in this way." Taizhen Taoist small eyes bitterly, staring at Zi Ling's eyebrows.

Hearing his voice, Lu Yi turned his head subconsciously and asked, "Do you know her?"

"It's more than just knowing, it's too knowing."

At this time, Taizhen Taoist had an urge to vomit blood.

That's Feng Ling!

Looking at Zi Ling's eyebrows, Taizhen Taoist even scolded himself as a fool.

First use five Tianxin Dao Fruits, let Lu Yi come here with him, and then pay the price of a fragrant purple diospy. In the end, it is not himself who gets Fengling.

Who can calm down when this happens?

Fortunately, after reincarnation for so many lives, some things have been seen through.

Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it.

"Tell you yes, but it's not free." Taizhen Taoist said.

Lu Yi sneered: "Hehe, you've taken a life behind my ass, and you started bargaining?"

"Don't listen if you don't want to listen, I don't bother to speak." Taizhen Taoist pouted, and began to become arrogant.

Every time he saw his cute expression, Lu Yi wanted to curse.

Really think you are fourteen years old?

What the hell!

"Then it depends on what you are talking about. There is some value. Lu Yi has never been a stingy person."

"Okay, I'll tell you what to say to you kid."

Later, the Taoist Taizhen told a story.

Hearing his story, Lu Yi also secretly smacked his tongue.

It turned out that this Fengling had been met during Taizhen Taoist reincarnation more than 400 times. Unfortunately, the fall of Taizhen Taoist was related to this Fengling.

Legend has it that in the Celestial Realm, there is a powerful Celestial God named Feng Po.

Although her name is Feng Po, she has a beautiful appearance.

Attracting countless immortals in the God Realm, coveting.

There was even a Buddhist and Taoist **** who wooed her.

But the wind lady ignored everyone, but only fell in love with a withered grass.

This withered grass was originally just an ordinary withered grass.

But because I was with Feng Po every day and listened to her to tell her what was going on, over time, the dead grass turned into human beings.

Feng Po thought it was her true emotion that moved heaven, so she fell in love with the transformed withered grass.

But withered grass is not a **** after all, there is a day when the life is coming.

At this time, Feng Po has deep roots in love.

In order to continue to stay with withered grass, he did not hesitate to cut the road for three thousand years, self-destruct cultivation as the foundation, at the cost of letting the grass break through the limit of lifespan.

Hearing this, Lu Yi couldn't help asking: "Withered grass's longevity has broken through the limit, isn't Feng Po going to die? Wouldn't they still be unable to be together?"

"No, Feng Po is a great **** bred from the chaos. Even if he destroys his cultivation base, it will turn into a source of wind spirit. The cultivation base will become weak, but it will not fall."

"That's the case, but what does this have to do with the Feng Ling you mentioned?" Facing Lu Yi's question, Taoist Taizhen directly explained.

"After Feng Po cuts the Dao, it becomes Feng Ling."

"What? You say she is the wind lady in the world of the gods? A true god?" Lu Yi pointed to the beauty beside Zi Ling.

"What is your kid's excitement? Have I said that?" The Taoist Taoist looked at Lu Yi contemptuously and said, "Young people, don't be so impatient, can you just listen to me and finish?"

"Then you say it quickly."

"Feng Ling, of course, is not Feng Po, but the origin of Feng Po, let's put it this way..."

Taizhen Taoist, gave a more detailed explanation.

Feng Ling is just a source of strength.

The reason why Feng Po was able to become a **** is because she has mastered this original power, so although Feng Po is dead, this power source will not disappear.

It will always exist and find a new owner.

"You mean that with the power of this wind spirit, you will eventually become a new god?" Lu Yi asked.

"Feng Ling has now acknowledged the Lord. If it is true as in the legend, then this girl will indeed grow into a new god." Taoist Taizhen glanced at the mark on Zi Ling's eyebrows, full of envy.

From this it can be seen that the master Feng Ling recognizes is undoubtedly Zi Ling.

"But before that, you have to know that the wind spirit in front of you is not complete. Half of the original power is obtained by that withered grass."

"What's the matter?" Lu Yi asked subconsciously.

Then, Taizhen Taoist told the next story.

After obtaining the cultivation base, withered grass gradually became dissatisfied with the status quo. It controlled the powerful force and yearned for higher power.

It began to become treacherous, cunning, and evil, killing Feng Po painfully, and most of its original power was extracted by it.

As a result, Feng Po lost her final consciousness and completely died.

After the withered grass became powerful, it began to kill the Quartet.

"I heard that it almost killed the Xianchi Shrine, but was blocked by a sword-bearing power, and later turned into a seed, a big tree." Taizhen Taoist said.

Zhao Fei scoffed at these words.

"What's all this? Are you addicted to storytelling? So mysterious? Boss, this guy is just full of nonsense, don't you think?"

Zhao Fei looked at Lu Yi, but found that Lu Yi was silent and seemed to be thinking something.

Poor strange?

Strong sword?

Become a seed, a big tree?

Doesn't this mean the tree of Hongmeng Enlightenment? Lu Yi thought.

"Uh, brother, you won't believe him, will you?"

"I believe he is a ghost, a bad old man." Lu Yi said with a curl of his lips: "What Feng Po, Qiong Qi, they are just myths."

"Boy, you can not believe it, but you can't break your promise. You said that as long as I talked about Fengling, you won't treat me badly. Too honest and anxious.

"Did I say that? Okay, since you said that the wind spirit is precious, then I have to give it to you." Lu Yi said.

"She has already acknowledged the Lord, what use is it for me to get it?"

"Didn't you also say that Feng Ling is not complete, and it is useless to get it, but you look at her beautiful appearance, and it's not bad to accept it as a wife. If you think this is taking advantage, you can compensate me for a few Tianxindao. Fruit is fine."

However, Lu Yi's remarks caused the two people to stare at each other with anger. Not only was the Taoist so true that he was pulling his throat, even Zi Ling rolled his eyes.

"Get out! Don't even think about it!"