Chapter 412

"Come closer," the old man's wrinkled lips seemed to be very laborious.

Feng Yun Wuji was fearless. He walked forward according to his words, stopped in front of the steps under the old man, brushed his robe, and sat on the ground opposite the old man, calmly facing the old man's eyes.

"Which supreme Taoism are you?" The old man's eyelids trembled, revealing a bright gap.

Fengyun Wuji hesitated for a moment and replied, "The Supreme of the Sky."

Strictly speaking, Fengyun Wuji thinks that he should have obtained the Taoism of Cangqiong and Xuanyuan, but it is only the heart left by Xuanyuan Supreme. Fengyun Wuji has been limited so far, and the spiritual imprint left by Cangqiong Supreme has been revealed.

The old man was silent and seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment, he said, "Very good. With the time you contact, you can already use the rules to deceive a god-level master. It's not bad."

Fengyun Wuji was moved when he heard the words: "How do you know?"

Fengyun Wuji asked himself that when he was the supreme preacher, no one should be able to peep at it, but the old man in front of him clearly saw this.

The old man's whole body trembled slightly, and the robe, which originally had a trace of cracks, was scattered and scattered like butterflies...

With a gentle sigh, the old man raised his head, looked over Feng Yun Wuji's head, and muttered, "This is too ancient, there is almost nothing I don't know!"

Fengyun Wuji felt something. He turned his head and saw it above his head. In the original dark place, there is a space of bright palms. It is a miniature ancient place. No matter the grass, mountains and rivers, mermaids, flowers and plants are all listed one by one. The wind and clouds are even identified at a glance the figure of the person guarding the East China Sea and the top of the high mountains. It is the west gate

"The Supreme of the Sky has told you the supreme way, and you should have understood it. Let me see how much your world has reached?"

Fengyun Wuji's heart was shaken, and his heart was even more confused about the origin of the old man.

The right hand gently stretched out from under the sleeve robe. Fengyun Wuji stroked gently in the void in front of him, and a crude ancient world appeared in the hands. In that hemispherical world, there are only some blurred lines, and it can be faintly seen that it is the outline of some mountains and rivers.

"Very good," the old man nodded with satisfaction: "It's not easy for you to turn the rules you understand into a simple world. In the future, if you can combine the rules of the world in the palm of your hand into the whole Taikoo to the point of arbitrarily changing the rules of operation of heaven and earth. You are the fifth supreme!"

Boom! Feng Yun Wuji shook his mind and looked at the old man who seemed to be about to be in shock: "Who are you? How can you know the world?

The light in the old man's eyes quickly dimmed, and the gap that opened gradually closed. With a gentle sigh, the old man said, "This is not my world, nor is it my ability!"

"Must be. You can also see that I am already a dying person, a person who is about to die!!" The old man's back became more and more: "In ancient times. There should not be many people as old as me. This is the price of surpassing its own power!"

"You borrow the land, not your power... is the supreme?!!" Feng Yun Wuji said that his heart had calmed down, and he looked at the old man with some compassion.

"You really have a lot of understanding..." The old man said in a hurry, "But you are still too young."

Feng Yun Wuji was silent and looked at the old man calmly.

"Do you want to use the practitioners to spy on the way of the soul to explore how many demons there are in the temple? Then get up and kill?"

Fengyun Wuji nodded. In front of the old man, it is useless to deny it. The most important thing is that the old man made Fengyun Wuji feel a kind of closeness, similar to the same kind.

"What you think is too simple. Our human race can survive in the cracks of the war between gods and demons. Naturally, our heads are smart, but the demon clans are not all stupid men who can only use force and don't know how to use their brains. Demons, humans, angels, blood... But you haven't thought about it, mixed-race?"

"Ah?!!!" Feng Yun Wuji's body was shocked and looked at the old man incredulously.

"The demon clan is tyrannical and cruel, and some demon clans are lustful**. The legacy of a battle between gods and demons is not only the fall and casualties of a large number of human strong, but also many that we are not aware of... Do you remember the night clans that were temporarily killed when you flew up?"

"Remember, they seem to be very bloodthirsty."

"That's the sequelae of the blood clan after entering Taigu and participating in the war of gods and demons. Those people have become the descendants of the blood clan," the old man sighed: "But they used to be human beings. We can't kill them all!! The night clan is just a small example. It is hard to say that the descendants of human beings and demons are either demons or human beings..."

"Don't get involved in the temple. The situation is complicated, and a chaotic ancient Taiji is just a few negligible small fluctuations. In the temple, there are tempty clouds, and even I can't help it.

"Is this the origin of the shackle?" Feng Yun Wuji stared at the embroidered iron cable exposed under Laozi's white miserable son and said.

"I said, you are really smart, and I hope you can really understand the world."

"I'm afraid I don't have enough time!" Feng Yun Wuji said.

"No," the old man shook his head slightly, and his white hair trembled: "The situation of the temple is not optimistic, but it's definitely not as you think. In any case, it is impossible for those people to come into contact with the supreme sleeping place of Xuanwu. Even if you feel that it is impossible to pass this news to the demon world. The temple has been infiltrated by the demon clan, and we have already felt it, but it can't be fully confirmed yet.

"Fengyun Wuji, I will give you a ride to leave the Holy Mountain directly, and from now on. You must never set foot on the temple again... For hundreds of millions of years, there are not a few people who are close to the supreme, but when they are close to the supreme, there are only two words away from the supreme, but the distance is not reasonable. Remember, be careful, be careful, don't be careless. There are dragons and crouching tigers hidden in the temple. You can only think about it!"

"The controller is indeed the highest existence of the temple. But at the beginning of the establishment of the temple, one was to control the ancient trend. Cultivate the supreme, the other one. There is a more important task in the temple..."

"It is to protect the supreme place in sleep!!" Fengyun Wuji plugs in.

The old man glanced at Feng Yun Wuji and nodded, "That's right. The four supremes are indispensable. The ruler of the temple is no longer pure, but we have not changed to protect the supreme family. However, at the beginning of the establishment of the temple, the supreme was ordered. We must not interfere with the ancient strategy of the temple, so even if the controllers go too much, we can't intervene.

"Go back. Although the situation in the temple is not optimistic, at least. It's still under control. As long as they reveal a little fw, it will be the time when their whole army is destroyed!"

The eyes flashed over the old man's old face. The body seems to collapse at any time, and it is hard to believe that the old man can support it until that time.

"Can I trust you?" Feng Yun Wuji stood up with a solemn expression.

The old man nodded: "Yes. This is the ancient, the most noble temple of mankind... As long as you understand this, it is enough. I hope that before I die, I can see the birth of another supreme human race. I hope you can achieve my dream..."

Fengyun Wuji bent down and solemnly bowed to the old man: "You will see it."

"Go ahead, with my guard here, no matter how many demons come, you can't disturb the sleep of the Xuanwu Supreme!" The old man lowered his head, and the shadow under his body kept trembling. A strong wind blew by. The lights on the platform swayed, and a burst of light and dark changes. The wind and clouds have disappeared in this dark underground...

"Don't come again... With your cultivation, it's just to make this water more muddy... Go ahead, don't stay..." The old man's voice returned in his ear, and his voice became more and more low, and finally became inaudible.

"Master, how's it going?" Chizhe only felt a ripple in the void, and Feng Yun Wuji appeared not far in front of him and quickly greeted him.

Fengyun Wuji did not answer. He quietly looked up at this thick holy mountain with a strong pen into the clouds, and his heart rose one after another.

A long time ago, Jun Qianshang told me that Taigu is very big, very big... Later, my skills gradually appeared, and the world I came into contact with became wider and wider. However, when I stood here, I still found that it was too ancient, very big, very big...

The temple stands proudly on the holy mountain, and the hundred-foot-high giant gate is still so eye-catching, but in the heart of Fengyun Wuji, the temple is covered with a layer of fog.

"The controller and the guardian... Unexpectedly, it's reasonable..." With a sigh, Fengyun Wuji turned around: "Go back!"

Then brush your sleeves and go away...

Near the Sword Pavilion, a petite figure stood in the wind, accompanied by a group of elders of the white-clothed Feng clan. It was the princess of the Feng clan.

I don't know how long Youruo has been standing on the cliff. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of the wind and clouds, but Youruo lowered her head timidly.

"You Ruo..." Feng Yun Wuji slid from the air to the top of the cliff. After a few feet, he stopped in front of You Ruo, and a fragrance like an orchid came to his nose: "How can you be here..."

"I'm sorry..." Your hands were staggered in front of him, his fingers twisted unconsciously, and his voice was almost like a mosquito.

"Princess Youruo is connected with Fengzun's bloodline. Since returning to the holy land of the Feng clan, Princess Youruo said that she had been hearing the wail of Fengzun, and finally couldn't help... Alas, I hope the sword god will not blame the princess..."

"So it is..." Feng Yun Wuji looked up and sighed, and finally understood why he put Feng Zun in the depths of the ground and sealed his acupuncture point. No one knew at all. How could You Ruo break into it and release Feng Zun away, but soon another question came to his heart. Head: Feng Zun, the martial arts have not recovered, how to escape?!

"Silly girl, how can I blame you? If Feng Zun escapes, let him escape." Looking at the look of self-blame, Feng Yun Wuji really can't add more reproachful words to her. Anyway, after all, they are blood relatives, and their blood is thicker than water.

"Really?" You Ruo raised his head in surprise and hugged Fengyun Wuji's waist. This time, Fengyun Wuji was unexpected and felt in a hurry.

"Well," Fengyun Wuji nodded.

"Don't kill my uncle, okay?" After thinking about it, You Ruo let go of his hand and stepped back a few steps. Looking at Feng Yun Wuji, Chu said pitifully, "I only have such an uncle."

Fengyun Wuji is silent. How to deal with Feng Zun is always a difficult problem. It's not to kill. It's hard to resent if you don't kill.

"That's it," Feng Yun Wuji sighed, "I promise, is it okay?"

"Um..." You Ruo nodded and just wanted to answer. Suddenly, a warm current surged up in her ears, and then a strong sleep surged in, and she didn't know anything.

Fengyun Wuji hugged the soft body and said to Feng Youzi on one side, "How long has she been waiting here?"

"It's been a few days since the Feng clan came here." Feng Youzi looked at You Ruo worriedly: "She has been insisting on coming, and I can't stop her."

"The innate true qi in her body has disappeared... This time, Feng Zun has done nothing to do anything. With that group that has been growing, without the help of the huge true qi that consumes, his skills will soon recover!" With his eyes on You Ruo in her arms, Feng Yun Wuji said worriedly, "Without the maintenance of that true qi, her body has caused some unexpected changes. If she doesn't practice martial arts, I'm afraid it will be difficult to live for a long time!"

"Miss can't bear that kind of pain... It's all my fault. I thought the princess had hallucinations. It was so far away that the princess could not feel the pain of Feng Zun, but she didn't expect... Now, I have lost the only inheritance left to her by His Majesty Fengshen, princess... Alas, I

"You don't have to blame yourself," Fengyun Wuji let go of his hand: "I have taken care of her up for the hidden disease of the wind and cold during this period. Now, let her have a good rest. Taigu is an eventful time, and I can't take care of her. Everything is troublesome to the elders.

"I see, this time, if something happens to the princess again..., I have no face to see your majesty!" Feng Youzi took Princess Youruo over, took Qi Qi, an old minister of the wind clan, bowed to Fengyun Wuji, and then went to Huafeng...

After the group of wind clans disappeared, Fengyun Wuji turned to the sword pavilion, and the door behind him closed with a hoarse sound. It's still the square table, it's still a wooden board. Fengyun Wuji brushed his sleeves and sat down.

With the closure of both eyes, the sword pavilion gradually regained its calm.

Outside the gate, he bowed all over, and then slowly walked to the side. Suddenly, there was a clear understanding in his heart: "After this time, if the master wants to step out of the sword pavilion again, it must be the time of nine-star beads!"

......

In a narrow crack in a mountain not far from the Sword Pavilion, a man with a gloomy face sat cross-zun, with a green smoke otter on his body, which was Feng Zun.

"Fengyun Wuji, I will take revenge..." Feng Zun spit out these words calmly, and then slowly closed his eyes, and the true spirit gushed out around him became thicker and thicker...