Once upon a time, he felt that he had forgotten the loss and pain when he woke up from the dream, but once there was a slight overlap, those old times would still be like a nightmare, constantly eating away at his soul that was broken into countless pieces.
Ever since he was slapped by Chen Quan'er, Qingyun had made up his mind not to cry again. It was only when he saw Alian that he realized how strong those so-called strong people really were.
At least he couldn't defeat something as weak as tears.
Perhaps he felt the deep pain and trembling in Qingyun's heart. Xiao Luoyi gently stroked his cheek with his warm palm, then put his head tightly on his shoulder and said softly:
"Little Guitou, why is your face so foggy?"
"Thanks."
Breathing in the fragrance around him, Qingyun said in a difficult voice.
Passing through the dense jungle, they saw the scattered houses on Weiyun Peak.
Although these houses are built in different sizes, their structure and appearance are very gorgeous and beautiful. It is obvious that monks and alien beasts live together. From time to time, you can also see exquisitely dressed children and alien beast cubs coming in and out, which is very similar to that. A prosperous village.
At this time, Wu He, who had been silent all this time, turned around and said:
"Compared to other Sanjing Mountains, our life in Weiyun Peak is a little more casual, so it is quite noisy, which made the two distinguished guests laugh."
Qingyun smiled and said:
"It doesn't matter. It's obvious that outsiders like us are a lot of trouble. My hometown is also in such a mountain village, so I also like this feeling."
Pan Jixu felt a little guilty for being rude before, or maybe he couldn't help but want to take another look at the stunning beauty he had never seen before. Hearing Qingyun's words, he turned around with a smile and said:
"Fellow Daoist Qingyun's words are very kind. Our Lord Feng Zhuo is the only true master in the Four Realms Mountains who does not exclude human beings, and he is also very kind to us."
Qingyun could see that the admiration and respect in Pan Ji's eyes came from the heart, so his sense of Feng Zui was much better. For the first time, Qinghe did not reprimand him, but smiled and nodded. Sheepshead, then continue to lead the way.
After leaving the continuous residence and climbing for about half an hour, the group finally arrived at the square in front of Weiyunfeng Hall.
Except for two serious-looking guards standing in front of the palace gate, there was no one in the square at this time.
There is only a huge totem pole engraved with Feng Zui's portrait, standing alone in the center like a pine and cypress that has lasted for thousands of years, as if to show its past glory to all those who look up to it.
"This place belongs to the kind of thin line that is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Although their management is lax, if there is an invasion from a foreign enemy, this kind of stepped defense is extremely difficult. And as long as they have sufficient supplies, they can fight from the back of the mountain, which is enough to consume Dead rival."
Xiao Luoyi made a pertinent evaluation of Weiyunfeng in a very vicious and experienced tone, but in the end he nodded and added:
"Of course, if you are not strong enough, you may be surrounded and die."
When Qingyun heard this, his eyes flashed slightly, and he whispered:
"Sister, she deserves to be from a famous family. I really haven't thought about this. So, do you think Bai Zhizheng knew the difficulty here, and that's why he stayed in the ancient city for a long time?"
Xiao Luo shook his head without any trace and said:
"I don't know, but as far as I know, the people on Weiyun Peak didn't pay much attention to Bai Zhizhengjiu's behavior of occupying the magpie nest. They just prevented the further expansion of the battle in the ancient road city that day. After all, in these thirty In the Three Realms, the destructive power caused by the complete explosion of a dozen Yuan Transformation Realm monks is enough to destroy a city."
Hearing this, Qingyun nodded, then smiled and said:
"Bai Zhizheng has great ambitions. I'm afraid that Gudao City won't be able to accommodate a dragon like him, so I have to be careful about his love rival."
"Hate."
Taking advantage of the opportunity when Wu He and Pan Ji went to the palace to report, Xiao Luoyi quietly winked at Qingyun and said softly.
Although Xiao Luoyi usually looks like a cold and cold beauty, the two of them are happy after all. After going through the storm, her every gesture is full of mature charm and beauty, which makes Qingyun feel happy all the time. In a state of unbearable heat.
After a while, Terracotta He and Pan Ji trotted all the way back, and after standing still, Terracotta He said:
"Two distinguished guests, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in."
After saying that, they clasped their fists and bowed, then left on their own.
The figurines left very neatly, but Pan Ji looked back from time to time, his eyes still lingering on Xiao Luoyi's beautiful and charming face, and he refused to move away for a long time.
Qingyun was unaware of this, but Xiao Luoyi caught it very keenly, but also ignored it.
Without hesitation, the two of them walked slowly towards the main hall at the top of Weiyun Peak.
In Qingyun's opinion, Weiyunfeng, as one of the four major forces that control the Thirty-Three Realms, should pay great attention to its own face.
But since they entered the mountain, they not only found that the mountain gate was small and old, but now even the plaque on the palace gate was in disrepair and was crumbling.
It made Qingyun feel that if Weiyun Peak hadn't been like the Eternal Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect, which had long since declined, then Feng Zuo would be a pauper who couldn't afford his younger brother's salary.
As they walked to the front of the palace, two frost-faced human guards bowed respectfully to them without any intention of stopping them. After Qingyun returned the greeting slightly, he carried Xiao Luoyi with his face unchanged and stepped into the dim hall.
There is no sun and moon in the Thirty-three Realms, and although the stars are bright, they are not enough to penetrate the layers of rubble.
The threshold seems to be the river of forgetfulness that separates the past and present lives. Once crossed, it is like the river of life and death.
The feeling of desolation that they had never experienced before could no longer be described as hitting their faces. Qingyun and Xiao Luo felt as if their shoulders were as heavy as Mount Tai.
This is not the coercion generated by the strong facing the weak, nor is it the spiritual pressure emitted when the cultivation level reaches an unattainable level, but is just a gift given to it by the years that is not a gift, a gift that transcends time. vicissitudes of life.
This is something Xiao Luoyi has never experienced before. This feeling of insignificance has nothing to do with strength. The cultivation level of the master of Juexian Sect should be far beyond it, but it still will not make Witch Xiao feel so insignificant. Qingyun only felt it once:
"True spirit... Feng Zuo!"
There was nothing in the huge palace, except for a horse that was more than ten feet tall. It was staring at Qingyun with its two eyes as big as copper bells, and the vertical arrow between its forehead. His eyes didn't open.
Qingyun was still very shocked to actually see the legendary Feng Zui, even though he was much older than what was depicted on the totem pole, and could even be said to be dying.
But whether it's the convergent wings, the ethereal tail like smoke waves, or the four hooves that are soaring through the void like stepping on thick smoke, all of them demonstrate its former majesty and domineering power!
"No, it's not a true spirit, nor is it Feng Zui."
This voice is a little trembling, Qingyun is also very familiar with it, Qilin is really spiritual!
"Xiao Qi, are you awake?"
Qingyun shouted in the sea of consciousness in great surprise.
"Well, you brat, I was awakened as soon as I stepped into the hall. It was not Feng Zui."
Xiao Qi's trembling voice seemed to be forcibly suppressed by him, but it echoed in Qingyun's ears with countless melancholy and loneliness. He only heard it say again:
"Back then, Feng Zuo had four wings on his back, his hooves were on fire, and he was only about ten feet tall. He was a very powerful being. How could he be so big?"
Being able to be said to be good by Xiao Qi, an old guy with high eyes, shows that Feng Zuo was undoubtedly very powerful back then.
"Then what is it?"
"I don't know, maybe it's the continuation of Feng Zuo's bloodline. Only today do I realize that the bloodline that I dismissed with disdain has now become the most important part of the inheritance. Hey, I don't know how it is. To continue the bloodline.”
"Then what were you like before?"
Qingyun said suddenly, but Xiaoqi didn't say anything.
The conversation between the two in their souls seemed to the outside world to be only a short moment. The huge Feng Zuo said kindly:
"Young man, you really keep your word. When we first met, my name is Feng Zuo."
When Feng Zuo opened his mouth to speak, he revealed his huge molars like a horse, which made Qingyun panic in his heart.
"Qingyun has seen that Feng Zui is really good."
Even though Xiao Qi said that it was not Feng Zuo, nor a true spirit, he did not dare to neglect it at all. The other party's realm and strength were no longer something that a little human like himself could predict.
"When Xiao Luo saw Feng Zuo, he really came up."
Witch Xiao is also a human spirit. At first, she was quite disdainful of the Thirty-three Worlds where strange beasts were respected. But after seeing Feng Zuo's true appearance and strength, she was completely shocked and sobered up.
These creatures are not the stupid strange beasts of Kyushu, nor are they the monsters with all their apertures, but a more unique and powerful existence.
She understood that the other party was no longer on the same level as them, but there was no doubt that its strength had long been above the scale, and she could not tolerate being arrogant in front of it.
"You two, please don't be too polite. I'm not really a real person. I'm just called you by the descendants indiscriminately. If you are willing, just call me senior."
"Thank you, senior."
The two of them clasped their fists in unison.
"I have also heard about what happened in Ancient Dao City, but we generally don't care too much about these little fights. As long as those outsiders don't go to Weiyun Peak, you can settle here for as long as you want."
Qingyun Wen smiled slightly and did not comment, but he was talking to Xiao Qi in his heart:
"Xiao Qi, what realm do you think this Feng Zui is in?"
"Weak chickens, of course, you juniors are definitely not on the same level as him. After all, the monks in this world only cultivate spiritual power, but these creatures with the blood of the true spirit are somewhat similar to you. They are cultivating both powers. , so the overall strength must be much stronger than that of human monks of the same realm."
Xiao Qi said disdainfully.
