Chapter 140 Real Master

The tea brought down from the paper was warm, and stopped in Han Feng's hand with a faint fragrance. Everything seemed like a dream... It stunned him. The waterfalls and clouds in the distance chased gently, and the sea of flowers nearby exuded an extremely strong fragrance... It was like a fairyland... Han Feng raised his arm and tried to roll the green The green leaf tea was put to his mouth and took a gentle sip. A refreshing fragrance went straight into his lungs, leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth... Han Feng was shocked and couldn't help saying, "Good tea." The old man in white looked at him indifferently, with a vicissitudes of smile in his eyes. He said, "This is rain and green tea, cooked with the dew of flowers, which is the best that is rare in a hundred years..." After saying that, he turned around and looked into the distance and opened his mouth gently.

"It's good for you to call me Zhong Kui."

Although Han Feng knows that the other party is only a yuan god who has been practicing in this stone for countless years, it is still difficult to treat the other party as a non-human.

The old man smiled and said, "It doesn't matter what the boy does. Do you know that people have three souls?"

Han Feng suppressed the shock in the center and nodded in response. The old man said, "I am a yang soul left by the owner in this town."

After a moment, the old man continued to say, "I only talked about it 10,000 years ago. As for the things of the ancient times, someone will tell you by chance... This Xuanhuang continent was originally a continent that collapsed, the demons were rampant, the Warring States rose together, and the endless war..." Maybe it reminded me of that bloody era, the old man fell into In the silence, endless vicissitudes emerged from the depths of the old man's eyes, which actually made Han Feng feel a sense of depression, and felt that his chest seemed to be stuffy and breathless...

Han Feng couldn't help but be shocked. The old man actually blocked the flow of air with his own air machine, which was really unfathomable. He was about to run the power in his body to counter the silent pressure. But it was only for a moment. In a blink of an eye, the old man woke up from his memory and looked at Han Feng with apologies. There was a smile on his face. He said, "I'm old and emotional, but I didn't expect to touch the air machine in my chest..." Han Feng immediately felt that the invisible mountain that was pressing on him had faded away... He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, smiled bitterly, and said secretly in his heart, "I can't even resist the old man's qi machine. It seems that The gap is really not a trick. I'm afraid that the old man can kill people in one thought and a living person in one thought..."

Within, he sighed secretly in his heart, the old man continued: "This endless war situation was finally improved 2,000 years ago. At that time, there was a hero who stood upright, shocked the world, and cried ghosts and gods - Xuanhuang Emperor. Xuanhuang Emperor is an unsung hero. He started from Tiandang Mountain and spread across the entire Xuanhuang continent with his great talent and horizontal skills. In a hundred years, he finally unified this Xuanhuang continent with amazing skills and made great achievements like no one before..." When the old man spoke, Han Feng suddenly felt a kind of golden iron horse and The momentum of the world is coming. There seemed to be countless seas of knives and fire in front of him, and his heads fell to the ground one after another... He couldn't help feeling the blood in his chest. How could a hero build such a great achievement!... But in an instant, there was another idea in his heart. In this glorious achievement, countless people should be piled up with white bones, and countless unknown souls are the real heroes! For a moment, he felt that his heart was extremely cold...

The old man Zhong Kui may have felt the change of Han Feng. He looked at him strangely, nodded without a trace, and continued: "The Xuanhuang Dynasty firmly ruled this continent. Although the dynasties changed and the monarch Xiaoxiong changed on this continent like a horse lantern, it was a fire. According to legend, the whole continent has achieved real unity... The predecessors planted trees, the descendants took advantage of the cool, and it is not in vain that the predecessors cast their heads..."

Han Feng suddenly said, "The descendants are disappointing, and I'm afraid they will disappoint their predecessors now..."

"What did you say?" The old man Zhong Kui cast his deep eyes on him, with a meaning of inquiry in his eyes.

Han Feng doesn't want to deceive this old man who has unfathomable magical skills, but he seems to know nothing about the current world. He thought and said that now the world is different from the world in the memory of the old man.

"Oh."

Han Feng said: "Since 500 years ago, the whole Xuanhuang continent has split into dozens of large and small dynasties. Even the current Xuanhuang Dynasty has died in name and reality. I'm afraid it will be precarious..." Han Feng concisely said the situation in the current Xuanhuang mainland slowly...

The old man listened to Han Feng tell the situation of the current Xuanhuang Dynasty on the stone bench with a little pain. He sat there silently and hadn't spoken for a long time, and the vicissitudes in his eyes were like the mountains in the distance...

For a long time, a long sigh came out of the old man's chest and remained in the air for a long time... The old man gradually calmed down and said, "White cloud dog, the world is full of vicissitudes of life. I didn't expect it to really respond to the prophecy of the past year. Alas, it will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time..." The old man was cheered and smiled: "But It's really old, but I didn't expect that I still can't see through the countless years of red dust... Let you little guy see a joke..."

While talking, the old man had recovered and said, "Isn't it strange? I've been talking for a long time. What does this have to do with me?" Han Feng couldn't help nodding...

The old man smiled and said, "Don't worry, you boy. The following things will have something to do with me soon..."

The old man's clumsy face was straight and said, "People only remember that the Xuanhuang Emperor fought in the past and achieved great achievements, but they have long forgotten the eight gods and twelve demon stars who followed Xuanhuang Emperor to fight in the four directions in the past... Of course, there are countless talented people. The moon is bright and the stars are really rare that I don't bully..." < /P>

After sighing, the old man continued to say, "I was originally one of the eight god generals who conquered countries with Xuanhuang Emperor, but because he saw Li Min poison during the war, countless creatures were destroyed in the war. In particular, the countless heroic spirits who died in the battle had no home. They felt in their hearts. After the establishment of the empire, they put their hair into the Taoist mountain, concentrate on practicing Taoism, changed their names to the old man Zhong Kui, collected countless ownerless ghosts and this Tianda Mountain, and suppressed some terrible fierce ghosts after death... With the atmosphere of Jing demonism, they became great cultivation, and returned to their form, leaving this The ghost and demon monument was forever suppressed, and the old man stayed..." Han Feng said secretly in his heart, "No wonder this stone tablet is so magical. It turned out to be left by such a power between heaven and earth... But how can this stone tablet suppress these countless wandering souls? He has a question in his mind, and it is not easy to ask for a moment, so he can only wait until it is appropriate. Opportunity to ask again...

Han Feng finally understood the origin of this town ghost monument and couldn't help sighing. He was listening to the old man Zhong Kui's words when suddenly there was a sad roar in the distance, followed by huge black clouds rolling in the sky in the distance, as if to swallow the whole world...

The old man looked at the cloud all over the sky, and a trace of anger appeared on his face. He said angrily, "This group of ghosts in hell are going to make trouble again. It seems that I don't show my power. You really can do whatever you want..."

With that, the old man's robe sleeves were paired, and his body had flown up into the air and walked towards the place where the black clouds were rolling...

The place where the black clouds rolled looked at the end of the sky and rolled into a black line from afar. Getting bigger and bigger, Han Feng felt that there was a feeling of trembling in this world. In a faint way, there was a sound of ghost crying, and gradually the voice became louder and louder, like ten thousand horses galloping...

The old man's white robe floated like a fairy. Han Feng tried his best to use the magic formula, but he couldn't keep up... The ghost cried more and more fiercely. The old man turned his head to look at Han Feng and smiled, "Little guy, you're too slow. I'll help you..."

While talking, an old man's right hand, a white light, suddenly disappeared into Han Feng's body. He suddenly felt that the power in his body seemed to boil, and his body accelerated in an instant... An old and a young man turned into two rainbows in the space of nothingness, and in an instant, it had disappeared...

In a blink of an eye, the cloud far away in the sky has appeared within their vision. Han Feng was shocked by the powerful black evil for the first time. The invisible pressure came from afar, but he did not dare to take a step forward. If he dared to take a step further, he believed that the terrible pressure might crush his body at any time... He saw the gloomy spirit in the distance rushing in all directions, and there seemed to be countless fierce ghosts roaring in the evil spirit. , keep biting this space, trying to tear it apart and escape...

A milky white light gushed out from nowhere, trapped the boundless black evil spirit like a long embankment. The water rose, the black gas rose by one point, and the white light rose a foot... The huge black evil spirit rolled up the huge waves like a black wave, and the white light Like a seawall... Let it change, I won't move like a mountain...

The boundless gloomy and evil, the surrounding rocks showed a bare ochre yellow, as if they had been burned by fire, which was shocking... Han Feng felt a penetrating cold coming, couldn't help gritting his teeth and shivering, and his heart was shocked: "What a heavy yin qi." When his mind moved, the rotation speed of the three beads in his body suddenly accelerated. A golden power flowed out and walked through his strange veins and internal organs. He gradually felt that his body was slowly warming... The old man Zhong Kui turned his head and looked at Han Feng beside him and knew that he was griting his teeth and resisting, showing a trace of surprise. He stopped the idea of wanting to help and said, "The little guy is still okay. "

A white light between his hands appeared in the air, instantly forming an energy mask on the top of their heads. Countless evil spirits could no longer invade. Han Feng couldn't feel what element the strange energy mask was formed... The two forcibly walked there against the hurricane rolled up on the black sea. The countless black waves were resisted by the white energy hood and could not get close to them at all. The old man finally stood on a high mountain about a few miles away from the huge dark waves. The terrain here is towering. Looking around, Han Feng feels that he can overlook the whole angry black sea...

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