Finally, after an arduous journey, a village that is not small but is like a pearl embedded in the embrace of the mountains comes into view.
The stone roads in the village are wide and flat, the wooden houses are scattered in an orderly manner, the pool is as clear as a mirror, and its exquisite and unique architecture is amazing.
What’s even more amazing is the medicinal fields and spiritual herbs that can be seen everywhere in the village.
Green spiritual grass spreads picturesquely on every inch of the land, and every leaf exudes a vibrant atmosphere.
The strong medicinal fragrance is assailed, making people feel like they are in a world full of vitality.
These spiritual herbs not only add a fresh breath to the village, but also bring a vigorous vitality to the place.
However, at this moment, a piercing sound suddenly pierced the air. Before the source could be seen clearly, ten figures suddenly appeared in the void in front of the spirit boat.
These figures are none other than the Wind Clan monks patrolling in the void.
They hold spears, their figures are erratic, and their figures dancing like the wind are intimidating.
What’s even more frightening is that a monk from the Mahayana realm actually appears among them!
The Mahayana monk had silver hair and a hooked nose, but his face was full of anger, like a cold snow peak just coming from an iceberg, which was intimidating.
He held a spear tightly in his hand, and the tip of the spear flashed with cold light, like a meteor in the night sky, exuding an unfathomable power.
The Mahayana monk shouted loudly: "Who is this sacred person? How dare you trespass into the territory of my Wind Clan!"
This sound was like a sudden burst of thunder from the sky, causing Zhang Liucheng's ears to buzz in the spirit boat.
Zhang Liucheng felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, causing him to end his practice instantly.
He quickly opened his eyes, like two shining stars, emitting a unique brilliance.
He stood up lightly, and in a flash, he appeared next to Feng Bubu.
The appearance of Zhang Liucheng was like the arrival of a god, bringing great relief to Feng Bujie.
Zhang Liucheng stared at the Wind Clan monks floating in the sky, his eyes were deep and calm.
On the surface he is as calm as water, but inside he is a turbulent ocean.
Their eyes met, like two hidden forces colliding.
Zhang Liucheng took a deep breath, and then announced clearly: "Don't be too nervous, everyone. I have successfully rescued the Saint and am now escorting her back to the Wind Palace."
The Mahayana monk was suspended in the air in front of the spirit boat like a majestic mountain peak.
His eyes burst with furious passion, as bright as the stars, radiating with radiance like meteors streaking through the night sky.
He was full of doubts and confusion about the news that the Saint of the Wind Clan had been rescued by this young man. This doubt lingered in his heart like a mist.
Deep in his heart, the status of the human race in the Wind Domain was so humble that there were no high-level monks at all, let alone the wonderful deeds of the young man in front of him who rescued the Saint of the Wind Clan from the Demon Domain.
"This is impossible, absolutely impossible! I saw the saint being kidnapped by the demons with my own eyes, how could there be any hope of surviving..."
"My son, you are talking nonsense. I, the Saint of the Wind Clan, have been kidnapped into the Demon Realm by the demon clan's minions, yet you are talking nonsense here, bragging about yourself, claiming that you have rescued the Saint of the Wind Clan. It is simply ridiculous, extremely ridiculous!"
The monk in the Mahayana realm suddenly shouted: "Who are you? What are your intentions in our wind domain? Come quickly!"
When Feng Bixi heard this, she slowly walked towards the bow of the ship and looked into the distance.
She looked at the Mahayana monk not far away, and the expression on her face instantly became happy.
Feng Bixi opened her lips with a smile and said: "The wind is coming again, do you know who I am? My survival in the world is all thanks to the help of this young master. If he hadn't rescued me bravely from the hands of the demons, I’m afraid I’m no longer in this world.”
As that familiar voice echoed, the wind came again and immediately led everyone's hearts to flutter towards the spirit boat.
In an instant, Feng Youlai's figure stood in front of the spirit boat.
The moment he saw Feng Bixi, endless waves of excitement arose deep in his heart.
Feng Cilai bowed his head slightly, folded his hands lightly in front of him, bowed humbly to Feng Bixi, and whispered in a low voice: "Feng Cairai, pay homage to the saint."
"Feng protector, no need to be polite."
Feng Bixi's eyes sparkled, but there was a hint of a smile.
Feng Youlai nodded slightly, his eyes full of respect and respect.
Feng Bixi raised her bright eyes and stared at Feng Youlai. There was an unnoticeable urgency and nervousness in her voice, "Are my father and queen okay now? Can you tell me the current situation of Feng Territory?" "
Feng Zailai was slightly startled. The monks behind him were silent and stood silently.
Feng Zailai slowly turned around and said to the monks, "Please wait here for a moment."
After saying that, the wind flashed again, and his figure was as light as a swallow, floating to Feng Bixi's side in the blink of an eye.
Feng Youlai bowed his head and said respectfully: "Holy Girl, I will tell you the situation in the Wind Domain in detail. After you were captured by the demons that day, the Queen of Wind and the King of Wind were extremely strong and unwilling to succumb to the demons. So he was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison of the Wind Palace. This Heavenly Prison is guarded by several powerful demons and is heavily guarded. So far, we still have not been able to find a feasible way to rescue the Wind Queen and the Wind King."
Feng Zailai was silent for a moment, and then said: "Under such a predicament, I decided to temporarily show weakness to the demons in exchange for time to improve my own strength. After gaining the initial trust of the demons, I gradually established a strong foundation in the wind domain. We must build our own power, secretly accumulate strength, and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback. I know that only if we become strong enough can we successfully rescue the Wind King and Wind Queen, and save our homeland from the iron hoof of the demons."
Feng Zailai paused for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Although this plan is time-consuming and labor-intensive, I have faith that as long as we persevere and persevere, one day we will achieve success. Saint, I will do my best. , waiting for the opportunity to come, we will definitely rescue the Wind King and the Wind Queen, and restore the glory of our Wind Domain."
Feng Bixi's memories were like rolling river water. When she recalled the scene when she was taken to the Demon Realm by the demon clan, a trace of tears could not help but appear in her crystal-clear jade eyes.
Feng Youlai stared at Feng Bixi with a profound gaze. His voice was heavy and deep, as if every word contained endless sorrow and anger: "Since the demons controlled the Feng Queen and the Feng King, those so-called demons The strong men camped unscrupulously in the Wind Palace. They turned the Wind Palace into their private territory, and the peace and tranquility they once had were ruthlessly broken by them. They chose a member of the Wind Clan, this person He was forced to bear the false name of Wind King, but he was actually a puppet of the Demon Clan. The once harmonious and peaceful Wind Clan has now been tainted by the Demon Clan and turned into a plaything at its mercy."
Feng came to pause again, and then said: "If the strong men of the Wind Clan had not bravely stepped forward and relied on their powerful strength to deal with the strong demons in the dark, the Wind Clan would have been exterminated long ago."
After carefully listening to Feng Youlai's detailed description of the current situation of Fengyu, Zhang Liucheng's eyes flashed with a blazing light. With a mix of thoughtfulness and interest, he turned to Feng Youlai and asked in a questioning tone. Said: "What is the total number of demons in the Wind Domain?"
Feng Youlai replied after careful consideration: "As far as I know, the total number of strong demons stationed in the Feng Domain exceeds one hundred. Among them, there are ten strong demons in the first level of the God and Demon Realm, and twenty in the Demon Phase Realm. There are 30 demon warriors at the Demon Marrow Realm, and the rest are demon monks below the Demon Aperture Realm."
Hearing this detailed answer, Zhang Liucheng nodded silently, a trace of firmness and determination flashing in his eyes.
Then, he looked at the wind coming again, doubt and confusion flashing in his eyes, and asked: "Can't you even fight against a mere hundred demons?"
Feng Youlai shook his head gently, with a hint of unspeakable helplessness and bitterness hidden in his brows, and said slowly: "Little brother, some things are not as simple as imagined."
Feng Lailai cleared his throat again and continued: "Although the number of demons is not large, their strength is extremely powerful. Each member of the demons possesses frightening power. They never act alone. Every appearance will cause violent vibrations in the Wind Territory. Although the Wind Clan in the Wind Territory has some strong men, compared with the Demon Clan, they are still far insufficient. In the past, the Wind Clan also resisted several times. However, These resistances were easily suppressed by the Demon Clan. Some strong men from the Wind Clan were even captured by the Demon Clan and sent to the Demon Realm. They have never come back since then. Therefore, few people in the Wind Clan dare to resist now. It’s a demon.”
