Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Varied……

Feng Huiming was really shocked now.

How is this possible? He said incredulously, frowning a few times, Impossible, no... Absolutely wrong.

You're so surprised? Ning Huaishan was about to follow Wu Xingxue, but when he saw Feng Huiming's expression, he changed his mind.

He stopped and stepped back, squinting to observe Feng Huiming's demeanor, and said, Is there a secret place in your house? Oh, no, there must be a secret place, or it's called a secret place. Yeah. But you're like this, it makes me feel...

Ning Huaishan licked the pointed tiger teeth on one side and hooked Feng Huiming's shoulder!

At first glance, this posture seems to be a bit good for the two brothers, but his fingers are bent into claws, which are very close to Feng Huiming's throat.

Ning Huaishan's vigor was far less compelling than his family's city lord, but his fingertips quickly turned blue-black, but anyone who knew a little would know that it meant that the poison technique had been practiced to the point of perfection.

As long as he needs to, he can be poisonous all over his body and even his hair.

You! Feng Huiming was about to stab him with a backhand, but he caught a glimpse of his Wuqing fingers and froze again.

In fact, under normal circumstances, it was impossible for Ning Huaishan to hook a character like Feng Huiming so easily, but the latter was too shocked and gave him a chance.

Eh? Ning Huaishan asked like a hooligan in this posture: Elder, why are you so shocked when you explain it? I can't figure it out. I just thought that the thunder was designed by your family to protect the secret place. The ban on you, but you look like this... it doesn't look like it.

If it was really set up by your family, my city lord accidentally - Ning Huaishan paused, although he really didn't like immortals, but he doubled down on the imposing manner, and Tiansu Shangxian. If it's broken, it's nothing. Or, what is that thunder—

Ning Huaishan squeezed his arm, causing Feng Huiming to lower his head: —something that will kill you if you touch it?! Huh?!

After asking, his feet resolutely exerted force.

Just after a few clicks, cracks broke out on the grey stone floor of the Feng family.

The next moment, he saw Ning Huaishan holding Feng Huiming in his hands, and he stepped several dozen feet in the constant sound of cracking, and was dragged to the front of the tower in an instant.

City Lord! Ning Huaishan threw Feng Huiming in front of Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan, and complained fiercely, This fellow has murderous intentions, so I found out!

Oh. Wu Xingxue replied gently, I said how can I talk so well.

After all, he is also the elder of the Feng Family Tangtang. He will explain after a few cross-examinations, and he has to take the initiative to bring people to the door. It is strange that there is no ambush.

His expression was still very light at the moment, which in Ning Huaishan's opinion meant that he was in a very bad mood.

Feng Huiming also felt it, and seemed a little embarrassed, and defended: I don't. I just didn't expect the two of you to be so impatient, and you came directly before I opened the way.

Ning Huaishan sneered, not believing what he said.

Feng Huiming was still in the shock before, after all, such a thing as Julei's retraction was something he had never seen or heard of before. Not to mention that the secret can open the door by itself...

After he finished his defense, he stared at Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan with a good eyeball: You...you...Which high immortal are you in Xiandu?

He naturally knew Xiao Fuxuan's name, and it stands to reason that even if Tiansu came here, it wouldn't be so special. Then the only unknown is the other.

A thought flashed through his mind before he could understand it. Hearing Wu Xingxue say, Me? I never said I was a fairy from beginning to end, right?

Feng Huiming was shocked! The vaguely flashed thought vanished, because when he heard this sentence, he finally felt the demonic energy emanating from the other party's body.

Stronger than any demon he had dealt with.

Feng Huiming: ...

Wu Xingxue put those words aside and ignored Feng Huiming.

His eyes fell on the door opened by the tower, and the awkward perversion became clearer and clearer, so that he could feel it was a feeling of familiarity and strangeness—

There is something here that he is extremely familiar with, once connected by blood. But this thing is very strange now...

The door of the tower is black, extremely high and heavy, like two complete pieces of black iron. The interior of the door is the same as that of an ordinary tower, with offering platforms and futons for sitting and meditating. There are candles hanging high in the four corners, and the flames are dark red, swaying slightly in the wind, illuminating the shadows in the tower.

The light was unpleasant, and it made me anxious when I saw it.

Ning Huaishan pulled her face and tugged at her neckline, and muttered softly, I'm sweating all over this damn place.

Those candles had a faint scent when they burned, not bad, even very nice. But a few more sniffs can make you dizzy.

Ning Huaishan turned her head and fanned in front of her nose, feeling a suffocation.

He kicked Feng Huiming and asked, What kind of lamp is this?! It makes me sick to smell it!

Feng Huiming pursed his lips tightly without raising his eyes.

Ning Huaishan said again, What about you!

Feng Huiming then gritted his teeth and said, Medicine candles are not harmful.

He was very confused right now.

It was originally calculated that these three people would die in front of the tower, but now the plan fell through, and they easily opened the gate of the tower.

In this way, he is no longer measured, he is really bringing wolves into the room. What's more, two of these three are demons.

Those guarding disciples will definitely understand the patriarch, and the patriarch will come over soon. He didn't want the scene to be too difficult

Look, it seems that he is a traitor to the Feng family.

He still had to figure out a way to get rid of the three.

Medicine candle? What kind of medicine is in a good candle? Ning Huaishan kicked him again.

Feng Huiming showed a look of swallowing his breath: Naturally, the medicine is given only when it is necessary.

Ning Huaishan hummed and muttered, You better not play tricks.

He suddenly felt a little regret in his heart - it would be nice if he hadn't fooled Doctor Wusheng away. He is good at poison, and Yi Wusheng is famous for his medicinal pills. At this time, it is more effective than him. Maybe he will know what medicine he put in by taking a sniff.

Unlike him... Every time I try a drug, it seems like my brain is a little sick.

Ning Huaishan quietly rolled his eyes, resigned his head and entered the tower. He took a few deep breaths with the appearance of a big fool, and was almost on tiptoe to reach for the candles.

The first time Wu Xingxue saw him like this, he was completely at a loss.

Before any questions could be heard, he saw Ning Huai's shirt retracted, and the blue and black looking at his fingertips slowly faded away, saying, City Lord, it's not poisonous, it's not fatal.

For the people in Zhaoye City, the poison had to be immediate, anything that wasn't fatal was not considered a poison, at most it was a gadget that would affect its performance.

Feng Huiming said: Of course it's not poisonous. I'm an immortal door, what do I do with poison in the candles. There are only a handful of people who know this secret place. Do you want to poison yourself?

He understands some truths. If he says that this lamp is completely harmless, then anyone with a little brain will know that it is false. But if he explained it directly, it seemed that he had left behind again.

Oh, why is your family so stupid? It's already a secret place, so there's no defense at all with the door open? Ning Huaishan said angrily.

Feng Huiming's face was a little embarrassed, and he looked unwilling. After a while, he said vaguely: It's really not poisonous. At most, this medicine candle will make people who break in by mistake be confused...

Just being confused? It's not like that. Wu Xingxue said, rubbing his fingertips.

If he wanted to perform a killer move before, the energy of his whole body could be condensed in his palm in an instant, which was almost an instinct. But this time he has been running for two weeks, and his energy is still not gathered on his fingers, like a plate of loose sand that can't be squeezed tightly.

Feng Huiming saw Wu Xingxue's finger movements into his eyes, and glanced at Xiao Fuxuan again.

He knew better than anyone else that besides making people confused, the most important thing was to soften the energy. What about the immortals, and what about the coercion like the sea? If they can't gather together, what's the difference between them and the cultivators in the world?

Sure enough, I saw Tiansu Shangxian also frowned.

Feng Huiming was overjoyed: It's done!

Even if Tiansu didn't speak, he knew that this was due to the influence of the medicine candle, and he couldn't condense his energy.

However, just because of the influence of energy, the coercion is no longer so strong, and it will not make Feng Huiming turn over on the spot. There are three people on the other side, and he is alone, and the situation is still that he is left behind.

This is what everyone understands.

What Feng Huiming wanted was everyone understands.

In this way, these three people will not use him as a threat and will still enter the tower.

Once inside the tower, it's easy to do.

The first and second floors of this tall tower are the most frequently visited when he and the owner of the family come. These two layers borrowed a little of the divine wood's residual strength, and were derived from the cycle of life and death and the half-dry and half-prosperous phase of the divine wood—

The first floor is Rong, which belongs to the blazing sun, where ordinary people are unbearably hot, sweaty, and anxious. If you stay for a long time, the meridians will burst out, and in severe cases, the whole body will explode and die.

The second layer is dry, which belongs to the most yin, and it is extremely cold to the bones.

People who practice in the Immortal Sect will often go wrong because of the poor energy of a single thought, go crazy or something. Sometimes extremely cold, sometimes extremely hot. The higher the cultivation base, the harder it is to suppress when something goes wrong.

At this time, these two floors have become an excellent retreat.

Among the generations of the Feng family, there are very few practitioners who need to borrow these two levels. The previous generation had only the head of the family, and this generation had only Feng Huiming.

Every time they came in, they also needed to hold a specially-made elixir under their tongues to reduce the power of these two layers in order to endure it.

Others, even Feng Shulan, who was second only to him, only suffered tragic deaths when they came here.

Feng Huiming planned this—

The energy of these three people was difficult to gather, and their coercion disappeared, just like the monks in the world. Even if they were at the level of the Patriarch, or even stronger than the Patriarch, they would still be dead without the Spirit Protector Pill.

***

He thought so in his heart, but said on his mouth: There is something strange about this secret place today—

It actually made way for the demons for the first time.

—In this way, I can't guarantee that there will be unforeseen dangers after entering.

This is a disguised warning.

If the three of you still want to go in and have a look, just eat the protective elixir that my Feng family made.

Feng Huiming said nothing less than what he should have said, and felt that he had done his best. He took out three golden pills from the bag around his waist, and opened his palms to the three.

Even so, he clearly knew that these three people would not eat at all.

Instead, he wouldn't eat it. After all, who knows what kind of medicine is given by a person who is mixed with truth and falsehood?

Sure enough, Ning Huaishan glanced at Jindan and said, I don't want to eat it. I'll find someone to reason with when I'm overcast after eating.

Tiansu Shangxian also said coldly: No need.

As for Wu Xingxue...

The devil left a sentence you eat slowly, then crossed the threshold and stepped into the tower.

Feng Huiming carried the spirit protection pill behind him, sneered in his heart, and said, It's hard to persuade a damned ghost with good words, whether you are a fairy or a devil? Indiscriminately breaking the ban is unacceptable!

Taking advantage of no one's attention, he put a protective elixir under his tongue and followed Xiao Fuxuan into the tower.

Just heard a loud bang-

The giant black iron gate slammed shut!

The candle light in the tower flickered, and the power of the blazing sun from the divine wood quickly circulated, like a vortex in the deep sea.

Even with the Spirit Protector Pill in it, Feng Huiming was still heartbroken. His tongue pressed against the small pill, like a life-saving driftwood.

Because he clearly knew that if he didn't have this protection pill, he would be involved in the power of the blazing sun and burst to his death irresistibly.

Ning Huaishan wiped her forehead and said, It's getting hotter and hotter, and my sweat is starting to drip down.

Feng Huiming looked at their backs coldly, his heart was right, he started sweating and he was not far from death, as long as I counted a few more...

one two Three……

When Feng Huiming counted to four, he suddenly stopped.

He heard a strange sound—like an invisible tide roaring, swooping in from another place.

He distinguished it carefully and raised his head sharply.

That Ocean Tide is not elsewhere, it seems... upstairs? !

The first floor is blazing yang, which belongs to the glory of the divine wood, and the second floor is the supreme yin, which belongs to the withered aspect of the divine tree.

how is this possible?

We are still on the first floor! What about the second floor? ? ?

Feng Huiming was bewildered, when he heard the second-layer divine power collide from top to bottom—

Boom!

The top of the first floor of the tower shattered, and a big hole suddenly opened.

Feng Huiming: I...

? ? ?

This high tower has existed in the Feng family for several generations. Today, he has actually blasted a huge hole by himself? ? ?

At this point, he finally began to feel silly.

But it's not over yet...

Because he saw that the power of extreme yin that was originally locked on the second floor was wrapped in a cold gray-blue mist, slammed down, and the power of blazing yang circulating on the same floor gathered together.

In an instant, the mountains and the tsunami turned upside down.

Feng Huiming only felt that the soul protection pill under the tongue shattered into petals, and the bitter and sour taste spread from the base of the tongue, which was shockingly cold.

There was a hum in his head, and he felt that his death was coming, and he was going to bury these three people...

The divine power grew wildly, and roared towards Wu Xingxue.

Feng Huiming thought to himself: This is the first dead person today.

He took two steps back, fearing that when the other party exploded and died, he would be splashed with blood, but he saw that divine power was surging like a tide, but when he met the devil, he suddenly became thin and curled up...

Just like a waterfall flying straight down from the top of a mountain, falling to a stone pond and being caught by the mountain road, it becomes a gurgling stream.

That turbulent, no, the thin and delicate divine power penetrated into the bloodline of the demon head almost obediently, and the demon head did not have blue veins protruding, and the bloodline did not burst.

He even looked better...

...

Feng Huiming felt that his knowledge of nearly a hundred years had been shattered into scum—either he was crazy, or the tower was crazy.

When he reacted, he found himself stuck in the corner of the wall, stunned.

The devil accepted all the divine power, looked down at his hand, and turned his head to ask Tiansu Shangxian: What about you, do you have any influence? I feel that part of it seems to flow to you along the way.

Feng Huiming: ???

He didn't understand why someone could take over the remaining power of Shenmu alone. I don't even understand why this thing can lead to another person.

Even if you are talented, you won't explode. Couldn't the other one? ? ?

As a result, the other person didn't really explode.

Not only did it not explode, but the energy that had been melted by the candle seemed to have recovered as a goddamn mother!

Seeing Tiansu Shangxian try to move his finger, the pressure like the top of Mount Tai slammed down again.

The entire tower was shaken, and Feng Huiming silently slid down: ...

***

When Feng Huiming was about to go crazy, Wu Xingxue was in a different mood.

He felt the divine power in his body, and there was a strange feeling of long absence, as if he once divided this part and abandoned it somewhere unknown, and now it was brought back by chance, but some things were right and wrong.

Although he didn't die from a bloodline burst, he didn't fuse well either. That divine power made him energetic, but it also made him colder even more.

It was as if the calamity that belonged to the demons had been aggravated.

At this time, Wu Xingxue presented a contradictory state——

His complexion was not as pale as before, but his fingers were blue in white.

For a moment, he felt that all his bones were soaked in ice water. The extreme cold made his five senses dull, he couldn't hear the sound clearly, and his eyes were dark.

Only a few bright spots remained in his eyes from the candle lights in the room, like distant stars in the cold night.

Wu Xingxue's expression did not change, he looked as stable as Mount Tai, and in the eyes of Feng Huiming and even Ning Huaishan, his state was almost at its peak.

But he was silent for a while, and said with energy: Xiao Fuxuan.

Huh? The other party responded, because it sounded in his own body, and it became an eyeball

the clearest sound.

Even with his five senses suddenly weakened, he could still feel Xiao Fuxuan's presence.

Wu Xingxue did not show any signs of the sudden decline of his five senses, and said, The Feng family said that this is the afterimage of the divine wood, I don't think the afterimage can have such divine power, there should be something else here, far beyond the afterimage, such as...

He blinked, thinking in the growing darkness and silence: Like the remnants of branches or something like that, can you feel it?

Let me try.

***

Xiao Fuxuan glanced left and right when he heard his words.

The power of Shenmu also melted part of his energy.

Normally, unfamiliar divine powers should be repelling each other, but for some reason, that divine power is very harmonious with him, almost gentle.

He carefully sensed the breath of Shenmu while exploring in the tower, and he frowned after a while.

——If there are remnants of branches hidden somewhere, the aura of the divine wood there should be the strongest, far beyond other places.

But Xiao Fuxuan didn't find the so-called most intense point. On the contrary, he felt that no matter which corner was the same.

Xiao Fuxuan pondered, raised his eyes and glanced up.

Passing through the huge hole, you can see the top of the second floor, and then the third floor.

the third floor……

Xiao Fuxuan thought for a while, then raised his hand and swept out the sword energy.

I saw the golden light pass through the giant cave——

There was another loud bang, and the entire tower shook again.

The broken wood shavings fell, and Feng Huiming slipped again.

He looked at the roof with some horror, swallowed, and stopped: No!

Xiao Fuxuan still raised his fingers, turned his eyes and glanced at him. He looked impatient as he frowned.

Feng Huiming hurriedly said again: It's really impossible, the top of the second floor can't be moved! You can't go to the third floor!

At this moment, what he said was really sincere.

Because he was subconsciously afraid, and he didn't even care about calculations.

Why can't I go? Xiao Fuxuan asked.

It will die. Feng Huiming said, The third floor is a forbidden area.

The third floor of the tower is a forbidden area, a place that even he dare not really set foot on. It is said that the remnants of Shenmu being banned are among them.

The closest time Feng Huiming was there was when he was brought over by the head of the family to help the head of the family protect the law. He vaguely heard a very strange voice from above, and he was curious and conceited, and quietly went up the stairs.

He remembered standing on the stairs, reaching out to push the door on the third floor, and suddenly felt a little itchy in his neck.

At first he thought it was his hair that was swept, but then he suddenly realized something was wrong. That day, for convenience, he also curled the ends of his hair, so it was impossible to sweep it behind his neck.

He turned his head and saw that it was indeed a lock of hair... a lock of long hair hanging down from the top.

At that time, Feng Huiming was shocked and looked up.

From the outside, this dense tower is covered with layers, which is no different from an ordinary tower. But the inside is different, the three layers up are all connected, not layered.

When Feng Huiming raised his head, he only felt that the tower was very high, the top was pitch black, and it slanted down following the shape of the tower.

His body was tense, and he carefully rubbed a fire in his palm, raised his hand to take a look.

I saw branches as pale as human bones sticking out from the gap on the top of the high gate, intertwined and tangled, extending down the roof of the high tower.

The branches were like a dense net, and there was a faint glimpse of the dead in the net.

That long lock of hair hangs down from it...

He was just stunned for a moment, and his heart felt cold!

He looked down and found that his heart moved for some reason. After a while, the piece of fabric was pierced, causing the blood to faint.

Immediately afterwards, pale branches stretched out from the body, like sprouting branches.

Later, whenever Feng Huiming thought about that day, he felt that he almost died in the tower once.

That kind of sudden blood stop and the feeling of chills all over his body, he never wanted to experience it again in his life.

The owner said: That is the price of spying on the sacred tree.

As a result, he told Xiao Fuxuan what he said, and he saw Tiansu looking at him coldly, and after a while he said in a low voice, That's all nonsense.

Feng Huiming: ...

He wanted to say more, but saw the sound of Tiansu's scabbard, and hundreds of golden lights illuminated the entire tower as bright as day.

Feng Huiming raised his head, his first reaction was: It's over, the tower is about to collapse.

At the moment when this thought floated up, he vaguely heard a word in the loud noise of wood cracking and shaking.

Those words followed the energy and sounded clearly and lowly in Wu Xingxue's heart.

Shenmu was born on the top of the mountains, and the fallen flowers cover more than twelve miles. There are not a few people who have seen it. No one pays a price for looking at it.

The so-called price is just imposed by the world.

The entire second floor was turned into ruins in this sentence, and not only that, the entire tower was crumbling.

Feng Huiming subconsciously looked at the third floor, which he had never dared to spy on, but saw that it was like a deep cave, empty and empty except for smoke and rotten wind.

There is neither the so-called remnant of the divine wood, nor the rest of the divine wood.

Feng Huiming was startled at first, and then a sense of absurdity filled his heart.

An empty tower that fooled him for a hundred years?

But not right.

If it is really an empty tower, where does the divine power of the first and second floors come from?

When this question arose, he saw Tiansu swept across the empty tower, and suddenly remembered something with a heavy face. Seeing him fold his fingers together—

The sword intent that was swept out instantly soared, and the sound of beeping and cracking sounded one after another, and countless cracks spread along the columns and rafters of the entire tower.

Those finely crafted wooden beams burst open one by one under the sword intent, and collapsed one by one.

It wasn't until those wooden beams fell to the ground that Feng Huiming discovered that those wooden beams were half-empty with something embedded in them...

Those things were finally revealed under the strength of Tiansu, and they were some branches wrapped in white jade essence.

No wonder when I searched before, I felt that there was a divine wood everywhere.

It turned out that it was hidden in the tower.

To be precise, someone built the tower from its remnants.

Those branches wrapped in white jade essence fell to the ground, and the moment they were stained with dust. A phantom that penetrated the sky and the earth appeared.

It was a towering giant tree whose top could hardly be seen. Countless petals fell from the tree, splattering like a heavy snow in the long winter.

Wu Xingxue stood under that phantom, among the fallen.

He can't actually see, hear, or perceive right now. But the moment he was shrouded in phantom, the past flashed through his mind.