The white tiger's head-up syndrome is caused by windows opening to the west. Originally, it only needs to fill in and rebuild the windows, or destroy the building, and the white tiger's head-up syndrome can be defeated by itself.
However, this is not the case. Through Feng Ling's observation, he discovered that this white tiger, which was derived from the evil energy, had mutated after thousands of years of erosion by the evil energy here!
Not only does he have a very high level of spiritual intelligence, but his cultivation has also reached the late level of the twelfth level. From the eerie red glow in his snow-white hair, it can be inferred that many unlucky passers-by have died there. In its belly.
Therefore, it cannot be destroyed by just tampering with Feng Shui, and a mutated Feng Shui tiger is extremely rare. If it can be obtained, it will definitely add more means, so Feng Ling made the previous move.
"Ouch, ouch..." Feng Ling's robes fluttered, and he struck down a palm as fast as thunder. The white tiger below, which was running away in a panic, failed to put up any decent resistance, and was hit on the ruins ground by the blow, letting out a series of miserable whimpers. howl.
Feng Ling's thoughts moved slightly, and she was determined to subdue the white tiger again, but judging from the way it grinned, its tiger eyes were fierce, and the word "王" on its forehead glowed with blood-red light, it seemed that it would rather die than surrender.
"What a pity!" Feng Ling shook his head secretly, and struck out with a palm like a sky curtain. The white tiger fell out again, and the blood light fluctuations on his forehead were annihilated, and his body gradually became transparent, as if it might dissipate into energy at any time. Return to heaven and earth.
"Whoops!" At this moment, in the night sky, a magnificent colorful scroll fluttered in the wind. Without being summoned, it happily flew out of Feng Ling's body, and in one fell swoop, the White Tiger Evil Spirit scroll was about to dissipate. into the painting.
"Kunpengluo Shentu!" Looking at the colorful scroll that suddenly appeared and brought about changes, Feng Ling was filled with surprises. With a thought in his mind, he raised his hand and made a slight move. The colorful scroll circled around Feng Ling several times, shrinking continuously. fell into its hands.
After taking a look at the mini version of the colorful scroll lying quietly in the palm of his hand, Feng Ling had a complicated expression. Ever since the last battle between Ling Weiyun's avatar and Blackwater Tu, and Kunpeng Luo Shentu protecting his master from the explosion of the Bone Grave Array, it has fallen into silence for several years. During these years, Feng Ling has tried all kinds of things to There is no way to wake it up.
"Old friend, you finally wake up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a gentle wave of response from his palm, and Feng Ling couldn't help but smile knowingly, feeling a little more confident about this trip to Jiuying.
"Use blood as a guide, soul as a source, blood soul tracking technique, search!" Bite the fingertip, and a drop of blood will blend into the colorful picture.
Feng Ling immediately closed his eyes and performed the ritual. A strange wave pulled his mind, and he traveled tens of millions of miles at an extremely fast speed. He somehow sensed the vitality wave and direction of the withered old man.
In the blurry picture, a haggard old man was running away at high speed in an ancient city, followed closely by a group of black-robed men with cold and strange auras behind him.
"Green - Moss - View -" As if aware of it, the withered old man's lips twitched slightly three times, but while he was slightly distracted, he was intercepted by three men in black robes, who slapped him three times in a row.
"Pfft——" A mouthful of blood was spurted out by the shock. The haggard old man had no time to suppress his injuries, so he decisively used the force of the shock to continue escaping.
Immediately, the screen ended...
Moss view! ? Opening his eyes suddenly, Feng Ling took away the Kunpeng Luo Shentu with a gloomy expression, his eyes full of murderous intent. If he remembered correctly, Xu Banxian learned from Qingmosan.
Back then, Xu Banxian's master and apprentice ended up being deprived of their cultivation and expelled from Moss Temple just because they offended a certain big shot in the temple.
"Congratulations on your successful breakthrough! You are qualified to enter the next level. Remember, you are not allowed to steal any plants or trees in the barrier privately. Otherwise, it will be regarded as a failure and you will be wiped out on the spot!" The voice rumbled and broke. Feng Ling's thoughts.
"Yes." Fenglin pondered for a moment and nodded. Since he had contacted Kunpengluo Shentu and learned that the clone's life was safe for the time being, and he had more important things to do at the moment, he was not in a hurry. After dealing with the Nine Infant Resurrection Grass, I asked Xu Banxian where the Green Moss Temple was.
"Boom!" With a shocking loud noise, the red barrier permanently dissipated, revealing a brilliant orange halo in the distance. From now on, the land of Nine Infants no longer has eight or nine rings.
Although Feng Ling didn't know why the nine-ring barrier disappeared, he could guess from the prompts of the mysterious voice that he must have caused an accident when he broke through the level. As a result, picking up items privately would be counted as a failure to break through the level. For this reason, If you fail to break through the level, the consequences will change from "starting over from scratch" without any danger to "erasure on the spot"!
"Could it be related to White Tiger and Tai Sui?" Feng Ling had already made a guess in his mind. After all, he only took away these two items in the Nine Rings Test. As for the Demon Dragon Ball and other items, although they were destroyed, he knew that as long as he did not take them away, , will still recover.
In other words, once some of the core items in the test are taken away, it is likely to destroy the normal operation of the barrier, causing the so-called test to cease to exist. This kind of behavior of using the rules of the cholera game to achieve clearance obviously violates the original intention of setting up this barrier and will never be allowed.
"Bang——" As the barrier of the nine-ring barrier was destroyed, the strange black cloud under Feng Ling's feet fluctuated violently. It seemed that it had used up the last bit of energy to teleport him to the front of the eight-ring barrier, and then banged. With a sound, it turned into clouds and disappeared.
"Charming--" There were eerie screams from behind, and countless fierce ghosts rushed towards them with their teeth and claws. The moment they were about to catch Feng Ling's clothes, a dark orange vortex of light rose up from the eight-ring barrier, not only the ghosts in front of them were The irradiation caused the smoke to disappear, and Feng Ling was sucked into it in one fell swoop.
"Hiss--immediately freeze the nine dragon veins, and use luck to perform an act that goes against the will of heaven and changes your fate! Whose hand did such a grand gesture come from?"
Entering the whirlpool passage again, Feng Ling had a deeper sense of the Nine Infants' Land, and he also got a glimpse of it, which caused a turmoil in his heart.
There are not many people in this world who know the secrets of Feng Shui, and so far, Feng Ling has met even fewer, and most of them are evil spirit masters who can only use basic Feng Shui secrets to harm people.
They are like tiny fireflies, not worthy to be compared with the bright moon that created the Nine Infants Land. It is even possible that the latter's attainments in the secret art of Feng Shui are on par with Feng Ling's in his previous life, and he is undoubtedly the first person he has ever seen in this life.
"Evil Spirit Master——" Feng Ling's eyes flickered. Everything that has happened since his reincarnation will be more or less related to the secret art of Feng Shui. He always felt that this matter was weird, but he had mentioned it in detail before, until Now he suddenly realized that all the spearheads were pointed at the evil spiritual master!
"Evil Spirit Master... Feng Shui Secret Technique..." In the whirlpool passage, Feng Ling murmured to himself with lowered eyebrows. The new discovery made him fantasize: "Perhaps, the Evil Spirit Master can follow the clues and trace the source of Feng Shui Secret Technique to find the way back. The path of the previous life..."
Just as Feng Ling was secretly guessing, the entire whirlpool channel was spinning, and a shimmering orange beam of light fell from the sky from the seventh ring area.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Ling, who suddenly appeared thousands of meters in the air, felt his feet go up in the air, and his whole body fell in a straight line along the orange light beam.
"Quack, quack...!"
The eerie and piercing ghost screams came like a wave, and countless green lights suddenly appeared below, all of which locked Feng Ling's aura tightly.
