Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

For a moment, Feng Xueli suspected that he had been tricked.

If it were another person, he would have pointed at the scene in the yard and questioned Ning Huaishan - is this what you call forgetting the past and not remembering anything? ? ?

But Feng Xue Li didn't.

Anyone who has dealt with Ning Huaishan in Zhaoye City knows that this person has a somewhat straightforward temper, and it is really difficult for Ning Huaishan to play tricks on others calmly.

Therefore, Feng Xue Li understood immediately that the matter of amnesia was true.

It’s hard to say how many things I have forgotten and how many things I have remembered.

Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan are now surrounding the tree. Whether they really remembered it or just half-guessed it remains to be tested.

Therefore, Feng Xue Li was stunned for only a moment and then calmed down as usual.

He still looked polite, and seemed to still have the remaining rules of the Feng Family Immortal Sect. He nodded and bowed to Wu Xingxue in the courtyard, and said: I never expected that in the cold winter month, the city lord would actually do this. Welcome guests in the courtyard.”

The scenery in the yard is beautiful. There are many people who like to watch. The night city has been buzzing around me for the past two days, making it very noisy. Wu Xingxue looked handsome and tall in a plain robe, almost blending into the scenery. He glanced up at the tall tree, then glanced at Feng Xue Li, looked up and down, and said, Aren't you just here to see the scenery?

These words were so blunt that it made the laughing fox on the side feel a thump in his heart!

You started talking like this right after you walked in, how can you continue?

I'm afraid we don't want to fight directly.

Xiaohu's hand hanging at his side tightened the handle of the scimitar.

But at the end of the sentence, Wu Xingxue rolled his eyes again, like a joke, with no intention of taking action, which confused Xiaohu.

He glanced at his young master out of the corner of his eye and found that Feng Xueli was still holding the lamp, not even flickering the candle, and was calm.

As if responding to the most peaceful chat, Feng Xue Li said to Wu Xingxue: Indeed.

Laughing Fox: ...

He turned to look at him and saw that he said without hesitation: A mansion can be self-proclaimed for more than 20 years without an owner. It is so impregnable that anyone will be curious and want to find out. Come and see the scene. ,Not surprisingly.

Feng Xue Li spoke calmly and calmly, as if he, like the big and small demons in Zhaoye City, didn't know about the sacred tree or any other secrets. He was just curious and wanted to occupy a mansion while the city lord was away.

This is so normal in Zhaoye City.

He speaks with a natural sense of stability, and no matter how unreasonable a word is, it will be convincing when spoken from his mouth.

After hearing this, even Xiaohu thought, We came at the right time.

Feng Xue Li added: If the owner of the house is not here, call Chuang when he comes. When the owner is here, it's just a visit. I'm here to visit the city lord, just to see the scenery.

Wu Xingxue nodded, still bending his eyes, and said: When visiting, there must be some friendship first. It seems that I...have never seen you? But you recognize people very quickly. You call me 'City Lord' as soon as you enter the door.

Xiaohu felt nervous again.

He knew that his young master should have arranged an eyesight in Quebuluo, but from what Wu Xingxue said, he either discovered it or was trying to test it.

He glanced at the young master again.

Feng Xueli's eyes passed through the corridor and the shadows of the trees and landed on the two people in the courtyard. They were silent for a moment.

At that moment, Xiaohu had the illusion that things were right and people were different. It was as if the three people on opposite sides of the courtyard had met, known each other, and perhaps had interactions and relationships, and now they were strangers again, saying never met in their lives.

But the illusion was fleeting.

Because Feng Xue Li opened his mouth and answered accurately: I'm afraid even people outside Zhaoye City have heard that the city lord never carries a sword with him. Although he has never met him, he is still very easy to recognize.

As he spoke, his eyes swept over Xiao Fuxuan who was holding the sword.

Logically speaking, it would be no problem for Feng Xue Li to recognize Wu Xingxue based on whether he was wearing a sword or not, but he should not be able to recognize Xiao Fuxuan immediately. After all, he was just a reclusive youngest son of the Feng family. At most, he had only read the immortal book. The paintings on the immortal book were far different from his own, so he shouldn't have recognized them.

So Feng Xueli paused and said, I wonder who this is...

He just said it casually, which made him appear more in line with the Feng Xue Li.

Since ancient times, immortals and demons have been in conflict, and no immortal would admit that he was in Zhaoye City. He expected that Xiao Fuxuan would make up a pseudonym, and then the pleasantries would be revealed.

Unexpectedly, the man holding the sword raised his eyelids and said three words in a cold voice: Xiao Fuxuan.

Feng Xue Li: ...

Laughing Fox: ...

Well, this can’t be revealed.

The smiling face of Xiaohu, which had not changed in decades, almost collapsed on the spot.

Tiansu Shangxian Xiao Fuxuan? He couldn't hold back and whispered, You, aren't he already dead... already dead?

Tiansu looked at this side and said in a deep voice: There are many people who are rumored to be dead. How many of them are true?

Laughing Fox: ?

What does this mean?

Just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of the lamp held by his young master flickering slightly from the corner of his eye.

He turned around and saw Feng Xueli looking down at the fire, his eyes covered in shadows and unable to see clearly.

Xiaohu's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason. He felt that Tiansu's words just now seemed to have struck something into his young master's mind.

From this sentence, one of his eyelids started to twitch, which was not a good sign.

To be honest, a bird that comes before it doesn't miss it

Before, although he felt that the young master's trip was a bit sudden, he had calculated it in his mind - the only person Que Buluo really needed to be wary of was Wu Xingxue. He had dealt with both Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu. , know the depth. If coupled with the young master's eyesight under Que Buluo Bu, they might even be able to gain an upper hand.

But now there is Xiao Fuxuan...

How to fight this? ? ?

If he wasn't used to being obedient and concerned about his face, Xiaohu could have dragged Feng Xueli out of the gate the same way he came.

But now, there is no way to retreat...

Because from the corner of his eye, Xiaohu caught a glimpse of his young master moving slightly, as if he was lowering his eyes and sighing softly in silence. When he raised his eyes again, he advanced instead of retreating, holding the lamp and walking toward the courtyard.

Master? Xiaohu called in a low voice.

Feng Xue Li said to him: You can go back home first.

Hearing this, Xiaohu really panicked. Of course he would not go back home and follow him in stride.

He wanted to ask Feng Xue Li what he wanted to do, but it was difficult to ask in this situation, so he could only hold the scimitar in his hand tightly so that he could take action as quickly as possible when needed.

The demon has always been unconventional, but if it were another person, he might have regarded the long corridor as if it were nothing, walked straight across the red-painted corridor columns, and fell into the center of the courtyard.

But Feng Xue Li did not.

He looked unhurried, as if he was really just visiting an old friend. He held a lantern and stepped up the steps, then turned two turns along the corridor.

When he stepped into the courtyard, Feng Xue Li said, I have some questions in my heart. I don't know whether I should talk about it or not.

Wu Xingxue looked over with raised eyebrows.

Feng Xueli said: Everyone in Zhaoye City is full of curiosity about this mansion. Everyone wants to know what the mystery of this place is. They have been going around here for decades without knowing it. Now. Now. …”

He glanced at Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan and said softly: The city lord and the Immortal Tiansu are standing in the courtyard like this, aren't they afraid that I will see where the most immovable thing in this house is?

Wu Xingxue really smiled now.

After laughing, he said calmly: Isn't that why you came here?

He was quiet for a while and said, Is that right? Mingwu has an immortal head?

The moment the four words Mingwu Immortal Head fell, the huge bird did not fall silently, and you could hear a needle drop.

The laughing fox turned its head so hard that it could almost break its neck on the spot. He looked at the person he had followed for nearly a hundred years with wide eyes, and there were countless thunderclaps in his mind. When he came back to his senses, he heard his own voice in a trance, asking: Who???

It's not just him.

In the pavilion in the corner of Quebuluo, after Ning Huaishan saw that something was wrong with Fang Chu, he was afraid that Fang Chu would hold it back and do something to Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan, so he was trying to think of a way to avoid disturbing each other. In this case, hold back the fake Fang Chu.

As a result, just as he was about to take action, he heard the sound of Que Bu Luo's barrier being knocked. It was none other than Feng Xue Li from Gou Ri!

Feng Xue Li is so desperate that he can just sit back and watch? !

So Ning Huaishan didn't bother to think about it behind closed doors. He lifted the ban and rushed into the courtyard. As a result, he heard the words Ming Wu has an immortal head. He stumbled on the spot with his left foot and his right foot, and stumbled forward.

But he rushed too hastily, and the person he fell on was Feng Xue Li.

Ning Huaishan closed his eyes and thought at the scene, thinking that instead of losing his face, it would be better to fake a sneak attack!

He quickly gathered green and black energy between his fingers, preparing to return the killing blow to Feng Xue Li back then. But he was still a step slower——

Before he made his move, a sliver of white passed before his eyes.

That should be Feng Xue Li's palm, reaching towards the top of his head.

That moment was stretched almost infinitely, and Ning Huaishan clearly felt the touch of the other party's palm touching his forehead. Subconsciously, his whole body tensed up, preparing to gather strength to receive a head-on blow.

Unexpectedly, that hand just touched his forehead which was knocking forward.

Ning Huaishan was stunned.

If those police officers from Wangdu Wentianliao were still alive hundreds of years ago, they would definitely feel familiar when they saw this scene. When Yun Hai met Ming Wu Huaxin for the first time, it was just like this - he chased a pine marten through the corridor and almost bumped into a visitor, but Hua Xin put his palm on his forehead to stop him from falling.

The same vermilion pillars, the same switchbacks, and the same stone steps connecting to the courtyard.

Just a few hundred years later, the old friends are no longer there and have changed beyond recognition.

The moment Feng Xueli pressed against Ning Huaishan, he paused.

He didn't know if this scene reminded him of some old events, or if he was just surprised by his own reaction.

Feng Xue Li lowered his eyes and said, It is rumored that the Immortal City has collapsed and all the immortals are gone. Where is the Mingwu Immortal Head in the world? Isn't he... dead?

After speaking, he flipped his wrist.

Ning Huaishan felt the force of his palm on his forehead, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The next moment, a strong wind wrapped around him from behind and pulled him away from Feng Xue Li.

When he came to his senses, he had already landed beside his city lord and Tiansu Immortal.

It's really your fault. I asked you to lock yourself in the building and reflect, always thinking about opening the door. Did I allow you to come out? Wu Xingxue said softly without looking at him.

Ning Huaishan didn't know what was going on: What's going on with City Lord?! How did Feng Xue Li become the Mingwu Immortal Head?!

What he actually couldn't understand was that even if the other party really knew Wu Hua's letter, why would he suddenly expose it? Even when he discovered that something was wrong with Fang Chu, he knew not to be alarmed immediately. It was best to choose a suitable time to kill him.

The other party was caught off guard.

There's no reason why his city lord and Tiansu couldn't think of this.

***

Wu Xingxue naturally thought of this, but he did not choose to do so, quite the opposite. Every sentence between him and Xiao Fuxuan was inspiring Xue Li.

He wanted to provoke Feng Xue Li to take action.

If the other party is Hua Xin, then he must have spent many years, investigated a lot of things, and made a lot of arrangements before he borrowed Feng Xue Li's shell to hibernate in Zhaoye City and make his plans until the bird falls on the tree. .

It is not easy to keep the bird from falling. According to common sense, he will definitely put this matter at the end of the whole game.

That's why Wu Xingxue wanted to provoke the other party.

They put the name Mingwu Immortal Head out in the open, just to tell Feng Xue Li that there is no point in hiding it anymore. Once they are considered to be Mingwu Immortal Head, the whole Quebuluo will definitely guard it to the death. I won't give you a second chance.

If you want to take action, there will be no better time than now.

So Hua Xin has to move whether he moves today or not.

As soon as Hua Xin moves, some clues will inevitably be implicated.

He can use this to know some things that he has not yet known, has never thought of, or has been concealed.

This method is indeed a bit risky, but he can transform from the Soul King into the devil of Zhaoye City, and he must have done many dangerous things in the past.

***

By pulling Ning Huaishan to his side, Wu Xingxue turned sideways, and the door behind him was exposed.

It was just a moment, but that moment was enough to be captured by those waiting for the opportunity.

Ning Huaishan exclaimed: That's right, City Lord! Fang Chu, he——

Before he finished speaking, Fang Chu had already drawn his sword and rushed towards the empty door behind Wu Xingxue.

It was not the real Fang Chu, so it had sword speed and pressure that far exceeded Fang Chu. That move was as fast as lightning, and anyone who was not prepared would not be able to react in time.

At that moment, Wu Xingxue turned her back to Jianfeng and blinked at Xiao Fuxuan.

He tilted his head and mouthed: It's time for Master Tiansu to save me.

As soon as his thin lips moved, Xiao Fuxuan had already stepped forward.

The sharp aura that belonged to Tiansu came towards him. When it swept over him, Xiao Fuxuan had already fallen behind him.

Just listen to the sound of Clang——, which is shocking.

That was the sound of two swords clashing with each other.

That sound shot straight through the sky, and the whole bird was like a strong wind sweeping across. Even the thick snow on the towering tree was instantly cleared and swept up into the blue sky.

The next moment, the snow fell from the sky and covered the earth, covering the entire Quebuluo.

The moment Xiao Fuxuan blocked Wu Xingxue's attack, the towering tree happened to be unattended, and Feng Xue Li came at that moment with a lantern——

Like a touch of mountain mist mixed in the strong wind, he stretched out his hand in the snow foam all over the sky, and placed his palm on the soil at the foot of the giant tree.

The lamp held in the other hand suddenly shook at that moment, and the fire in the lamp suddenly burned and spread dozens of feet, forming a wall of fire around him, blocking everyone out.

The intensity of the fire was so high that half of the sky turned red.

He stayed in Zhaoye City for twenty-five years and carefully laid out an array around the entire Quebuluo. He didn't know what Wu Xingxue did to the sacred tree to make it lose its immortality and divinity.

But he doesn't actually need to know it so clearly. Since he has lost his immortality and divinity, let him regain it.

There is no difference between giving a tree fairy energy and giving a person fairy essence.

This is actually the same as calling.

Although he is not a god and cannot truly call, he can be almost. What's more, the tree is still the same tree, and the divinity in its bones is still there. He doesn't need to really call anything, as long as it is close to.

Even if it only takes a day or a moment, as long as the sacred tree exists for a moment, he can use its power to accomplish everything.

He had already laid out everything needed for the Point Summoning formation around here. In the gambling houses, wine shops, flower shops around Quebuluo... under those pavilions, he had already buried the formation stones.

And now he only needs to write the last rune on this piece of soil, mix it with blood, and it's done.

His fingers fell on the soil, and blood dripped down his long fingers and smeared into the soil. As he was writing down the words, the formation around Que Buluo started buzzing and started to slowly flow...

***

Xiao Fuxuan and Wu Xingxue just wanted to take the opportunity to test what he had arranged, and would not seriously let him finish everything.

So they deliberately left the door open, gave way, and then immediately turned around.

Under the golden light, the sword move came with Xiao Sa's energy, and it was about to cut the sky-reaching fire wall into two——

However, at that moment, something unexpected happened.

They had wondered before why Feng Xue Li dared to come to the door in person, knowing that it was a one-on-two situation. Until this moment, the clues finally emerged.

The three knocks made by Feng Xue Li when Que Buluo came before were almost clearly heard by the entire Zhaoye City.

Then the undercurrent began to surge in the city.

The old and new city masters were confronting each other. Naturally, the demons, big and small, would not get involved directly. They retreated one by one, but in fact, none of them really left. They were still watching every move here.

Because they knew very well that no matter who was better, Feng Xue Li or Wu Xingxue, both sides would suffer losses in a confrontation.

Does it matter who has the upper hand?

unimportant.

them

What I hope most is that both sides will suffer losses, so that they can get a piece of the pie.

As long as a slightly more powerful demon dies, his body, flesh, skin, and bones will be divided up by others. After all, it is a great supplement, and it is much simpler than practicing day and night.

Who wouldn't be greedy?

What's more, the current confrontation is between the old and new city lords. They are two demons. If they can also divide it, it will be a blessing from heaven.

For them, they can get benefits no matter what, so how can they not join in the excitement?

Therefore, although most of the people in gambling houses and wine shops were empty, the strong evil spirit quickly gathered in the city like clouds on a cold night. Even those who were still causing trouble in the human world got the news and returned to Zhaoye City.

This is different from the previous pure spectatorship. All the demons, large and small, have secretly made their own arrangements, intending to act as oriole.

As a result, the entire Zhaoye City fell into a state of tension.

They may not realize it yet, but they did follow Feng Xueli unknowingly and became a secret helper.

Any of the layout lists of evil spirits, big and small, would not be of much use to Wu Xingxue or Xiao Fuxuan. Some of them might cause some trouble, and some of them were just for show.

But when those different arrangements were layered on top of each other and accumulated more and more around Que Buluo, the tens of millions of evil spirits that shrouded and gathered like clouds and caps produced another effect -

It is said that immortals and demons collide, so the evil and demonic energy gathered by thousands of people will affect the immortal energy of Tiansu.

This influence is silent and invisible, but Tiansu himself feels it the most.

So when Xiao Fuxuan struck the wall of fire with one sword, his sword energy stagnated for a moment.

His eyebrows tightened, and his face suddenly turned cold.

And at that moment, Feng Xue Li seemed to hastily draw the last stroke on the soil.

The formation of the towering giant tree Dian Zhao was finally erected, and golden light emitted from the palm of Feng Xue Li, winding upward along the soil and tree roots like flowing water.

The golden light almost flowed on the tree trunk to form characters, but when the strokes connected, they suddenly dispersed.

It's as if for some reason, this call doesn't work on it.

Feng Xue Li whispered to himself: How could it be like this...

Not appropriate.

As long as this is that tree, this formation can be completed. But why can't it be done?

He added another.

As the giant tree trembled, the strokes still couldn't be connected and scattered completely.

Call on call still doesn't work.

What he didn't see was behind him, beyond the wall of fire. Wu Xingxue's hand hanging by his side suddenly curled up.

He looked down and found faintly flowing runes on both of his wrists. One hand flows forward and the other hand flows backward.

And Zhengliu's hand was constantly having the same reaction as the giant tree.

Xiao Fuxuan was aware of this.

He always seems to be aware of these...

When he turned his head and saw the runes on Wu Xingxue's hands, his eyes darkened and his lips became colorless.

This is... Xiao Fuxuan's low voice was a little jerky, Split spirit?

When the word split spirit fell into Wu Xingxue's ears, his mind suddenly became silent.

As if everything around him didn't exist, he returned to the moment when he placed these runes on himself with his own hands.

Feng Xue Li was puzzled. He didn't know what Wu Xingxue had done to make the sacred tree completely lose its divine spirit and remain silent for three hundred years.

He always thinks, is this another kind of ban? Or added some kind of shield to the sacred tree?

In fact, it is neither.

But a split spirit.

It was Wu Xingxue who divided the spirit of the sacred tree and split it into two parts.

Legend has it that sacred trees are always half withered, half prosperous, half alive and half dead. He was cut in two, and the prosperous half grew into a towering tree that was lush but did not let birds fall. As for the withered half...

It penetrated the 33rd level of the Canglang Northern Territory.

It was the gray dead tree he was standing on when he first woke up.

The day he opened his eyes, he was standing on a high branch just like when he transformed into a human on the sacred tree. But there are no falling flowers all year round above the head, and there is no bustling market under the feet. There is only the endless cold pool in Canglang North Territory.