"That's all! I don't have to worry about what happened today. If you can kill Yuan Chonghuan, I can tell you where the clues are in the remaining half of the scripture." Emperor Chongzhen's voice came again, and the murderous intention had been eliminated and was almost gone. , but the feeling of being locked in is still there.
Feng Linwen sneered when he heard this.
clue?
nonexistent!
Overcoming many dangers, then killing Yuan Chonghuan, being chased by his subordinates, escaping all the way back to the capital, and then being betrayed again by Emperor Chongzhen?
I know all the tricks! It’s an old joke!
Such an inference cannot be said to be a delusion that Feng Linwen was being persecuted.
This is basically Yinhai Zhenren's trick of walking fish.
Anglers who know how to fish usually let out the line first when encountering a big fish, instead of quickly reeling in the line. Drag the big fish through the water until it is exhausted, then catch it in one go and throw it into the bucket.
Yinhai Zhenren should have used similar methods.
Half of the real skills are bait. From Yuan Chonghuan to Emperor Chongzhen... and maybe even in the future, it will spread to people such as Li Zicheng, Huang Taiji, Zhang Xianzhong... etc., all in the direction of walking fish.
By the time Feng Linwen tried his best and tried all his scheming methods, he was already full of flaws. Master Yinhai only needs to use a little more tricks to find a character who can restrain Feng Linyi, and then he can achieve his goal and use this world as a game to consume Feng Linyi to death.
"You must be bold when faced with extreme difficulties, but don't be careless when it is appropriate to do so."
A strong wind blew cold air from the sky and blew into the capital.
The heavy snow mixed with hail fell in an instant, and in almost the blink of an eye, some of it was covered in silver.
Feng Linwen stood in the underground palace, talking nonsense, and felt the murderous intent gathering around him getting stronger and stronger.
At the end of the conversation, when there was nothing more to say, Feng Linwen suddenly said: "It's getting cold, Your Majesty, take care of yourself!"
The next moment, murderous intent overflowed.
The mechanisms densely packed in the underground palace were all activated, and they all shot towards Feng Linhui overwhelmingly.
Feng Linwen activated the magic defense golden body as usual, preventing all curses and magic damage that came first.
But then there were locust-like rains of arrows, shuttle swords, rolling boulders... These were not simply magical attacks, but had the characteristics of physical attacks.
This time, Feng Linwen didn't find Emperor Chongzhen's location, so naturally he couldn't close the distance quickly and defeat the enemy with one move.
So...we are so powerful that we can conquer the world!
The sword in his hand is like a mountain axe.
A sword slashed out, as if breaking mountains and rivers.
The first sword of the Nine Styles of Floating Life... When the sword breaks, Can Meng is born in the floating world.
Yes, theoretically...limited by oaths and restrictions, Feng Linmo cannot practice the Nine Styles of Fusheng.
But don't forget, Feng Linwen is wearing a vest!
The character Murong Cheng's first skill... is the first of the nine Fusheng moves.
Sinner Yuan and his party, Feng Linfan had bewitched so many prisoners, and this skill had been unlocked long ago.
With such a move of the sword, the sword seemed to open the gate of heaven.
The underground palace cracked and the earth shook as if it was about to collapse.
The magical power coupled with the power of the first sword of the Nine Styles of Fusheng should not be underestimated.
There were actually many secret skills that Feng Linwen could choose from. Why did he choose to unlock the Nine Styles of Fusheng?
The reason is simple...safety!
This is one of the few powerful sword techniques that Feng Linwen knows how powerful it is, has enough learning and reference goals, and is not afraid of memory impact. Because the ancestor of Fushan has been reincarnated as Cang Zhuzi, because at that time, the only remaining practitioners who practiced the Nine Forms of Fusheng were Bai Xiaotian and Cang Zhuzi.
If Feng Linyi obtains it, what he will read is likely to be only the fragmentary memories of the ancestor of Fushan in the past, scattered in time and space, and will not contain any subjective consciousness.
"Nine Styles of Floating Life?"
"You broke your oath!" Above the sky, dark clouds roared and condensed into a terrifying face.
In the world, a large number of people, objects, and scenery are in ruins and dying.
When forcibly stimulated by external forces, drunk people will wake up from their dreams and return to 'normal'.
Obviously, Feng Linwen's use of the Nine Styles of Fusheng stimulated Master Yinhai.
Now... Feng Linmo himself has given the handle to Zhenren Yinhai, and he no longer has to use the illusion in Zuiyang Tower to plot against Feng Linmo, which has even aroused the suspicion of many bigwigs in Fushan Holy Land. He only needs to tell Holy Master Fushan that Feng Linhui broke his promise and practiced the Nine Swords of Fusheng, and Feng Linhui will naturally be punished.
But there was clearly a proud smile on Feng Lin's face, and the smile was so bright.
"You're right...but I'm drunk!" Feng Linyi said with a laugh.
"When people are drunk, they can do things that they can't do at ordinary times, and do things that they can't do at ordinary times. I've drunk the world, and the world has drunk me. The vows of the Nine Styles of Floating Life cannot be repaired. In this drunken world, how can I Can you take it seriously?" Feng Linwen pointed at the huge and angry face in the sky, smiling heartily.
All the obedience, resistance, and pretense of cleverness are all just to paralyze this person.
If you focus on the present, you will always be just a chess piece. If you look beyond the three realms, your thinking will not be on the five elements.
A trip to Zuiyang Tower.
On the surface, it is to find true power in the illusion.
Everyone seemed to have their eyes covered by this surface.
It’s nothing more than finding ways to break through the illusion, dig out the truth, and gain real power.
But Feng Linwen broke this pattern and saw the essence clearly.
This is a game between him and Zhenren Yinhai.
From the beginning, he was always at a disadvantage.
Just like a game of chess, Feng Linwen was at an extremely disadvantageous position from the beginning.
"Destroy one's self, put oneself to death and live another life... This kind of truth, but there is a big brother who taught me from an early age with unparalleled articles!" Feng Linhu said words that Master Yinhai could not understand.
Zhenren Yinhai, however, was extremely angry at this moment, but he suddenly realized that he had lost...!
This game was a complete loss!
He took the initiative to intervene and ruined Feng Lin's 'opportunity'.
This is tantamount to violating the orders of Holy Lord Fushan.
If he, Master Yinhai, is a true immortal, then even if he slaps Holy Lord Fushan in the face, he still has room for maneuver.
But... he is just a spiritual platform. No matter how much he claims to be a half-immortal... he is still just a spiritual platform.
As far as true immortals are concerned, under the true immortals, they are all ants.
"Good! What a Murong Cheng! What a drunk man who broke his oath, what a man who did it intentionally but not accidentally." Master Yin Hai was furious.
The world in front of Feng Linyi's eyes completely tore apart and converged.
Burning candles, a dim attic, and an old man with half-black and half-white hair appeared in front of Feng Linyi with an angry look on his face.
"You lose! Pulse Master! You lose!" It's better to slap someone in the face, but... the relationship could no longer be eased, so Feng Linwen chose to confront him head-on, rather than vent his anger.
Master Yin Hai was filled with rage, his robes were bulging high, and his hair was flying like steel needles standing on end.
But soon, his anger was restrained again.
"True skills should not be passed on lightly. I can teach you the true core of Fusheng in a thousand cups of drunkenness, and even help you get started completely. But... you must be the new pulse master of Fushan Holy Land... Zuiyang lineage!"
