Buzz!
Space solidifies, time freezes.
Feng Linwen walked towards Mu Qing.
Mu Qing, on the other hand, looked at Feng Linmo walking towards him blankly.
Only his mind could be active, and he tried his best to struggle.
But he fell deeper and deeper, and a helpless feeling of suffocation came towards him.
He hasn't had this experience for a long, long time.
Then he felt a sense of drowsiness, and countless noisy memories surged towards him like a torrent.
He seemed to be trapped in endless memories.
It's like walking the road of life again.
Feng Linwen stood in front of Mu Qing.
Putting his hand on his Dantian, he suddenly inhaled.
A mass of matter flowing like an aurora was caught in his hand.
The five fingers were like prison dragon pillars, tightly tying the mass of matter.
Mu Qing seemed to have relaxed, and fell down, falling asleep.
"Is he going to be okay?" Xiao Gezi looked at Mu Qing who had fainted and asked.
"Of course he'll be fine, he'll even be better."
"Okay, don't worry about him for now. When he wakes up, he will have his own opportunity." Feng Linwen said with a casual smile.
Then he grabbed the little pigeon, shuttled through space, and stood in an ancient ruins.
There seemed to be some traces left in the ruins.
But the long years have made these traces fade.
There is some powerful aura still lingering here.
They resist all intruders.
Of course Feng Linwen was an intruder, but he was not a warrior, he was a cultivator.
Warriors use their strength to defeat all things. Even if some branches are subdivided, the general style will not change.
However, those who cultivate immortality understand all things, summarize all things as Tao, and finally find their own principles that defy nature through compliance.
Pulling the little pigeon.
Feng Linyi's true energy simulated the lingering aura in the ruins, even mixed with some traces of souls.
Then the two of them walked to a high platform.
"We can start now!" Feng Linwen said to the little pigeon.
"What do you need me to do?" Feng Linwen added.
"The yang energy is too hot, I need the yin energy." Little Pigeon looked at Feng Linhu in surprise.
The Soul Summoning Sutra was passed down to her by Feng Linwen. How could she not know that it is best to use the Soul Summoning Sutra when the Yin Qi is rising?
But at this moment, it was noon, when the Yang Qi was at its hottest.
Of course Feng Linwen did not ignore this point, but did it intentionally.
Normally, the yin energy is strongest during the Zi period of the day.
But that's normal.
There is another situation where the Yin Qi is stronger than Zi Shi.
At this time, the scorching sun above the head was emitting dazzling brilliance, spreading its selfless light in all directions.
Feng Linwen's momentum has been rising all the way to the extreme.
Feng Linmo practiced the seventy-two transformations intensively, but it was not just the seventy-two transformations.
He also practiced many of the changes in the Thirty-Six Tiangang and never let go.
Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs and seventy-two Earthly Demons combine to form one hundred and eight changes. They also correspond to the one hundred and eight magical powers that are the most traditional and most powerful among Taoist sects.
Tiangang changes... changing the sky and changing the sun.
The true energy rose, and he directed his palm towards the scorching sun in the sky, and a jade-white light pillar rushed towards the scorching sun.
At the same time, under the guidance of Feng Linwen, the lingering auras in the ruins also followed and rushed towards the scorching sun high in the sky.
Thick energy beams gathered in one place in the void, and finally formed a torrent. The torrent flew upwards, instantly penetrated the layers of time and space, and hit the bright and burning sun.
Circles of ripples visible to the naked eye spread out, and for a moment, it seemed as if the ground underfoot was shaking violently. This kind of tremor is not a small piece of the earth's crust that changes due to a strong blow, but the foundation of the entire earth seems to be shaking slightly after enduring a great force.
On the high platform, waves of frost and dark winds began to gather. The frost visible to the naked eye spreads in all directions with the altar as the center.
The armors of the rows of warriors were also stained with a layer of frost, making them look like ice sculptures rather than living people.
In just a blink of an eye, the entire ancient ruins, including a large number of surrounding mountains and forests, were all covered by ice and snow.
The light emitted by the scorching sun in the sky becomes weaker and weaker under the impact of the energy torrent, and the temperature of the light emitted becomes lower and lower.
The scorching sun in the sky became darker and darker under the impact of such power, and the world suddenly fell into a gray mist.
The temperature of the entire world began to gradually decrease at this moment.
Countless ordinary people began to panic. They looked up at the scorching sun above their heads, which was gradually dimming. Their eyes were full of unbelievable stupidity. For them, the scorching sun was getting darker, just like the sky was falling. It's quite unbelievable.
Countless aristocratic families and sects also sounded the alarm and became extra vigilant. Many powerful people rushed towards the direction of the rising energy torrent, wanting to find out what happened.
As the scorching sun becomes weaker and weaker, the sky becomes darker and darker, and even the starlight becomes dim and difficult to see. The entire sky can no longer reveal the slightest bit of light. In the end, all that was left was an indescribable darkness.
The world fell into a moment of silence.
Without the scorching sun shining above the head, it seemed that the rules of the entire world began to become chaotic. Black whirlpools appeared on the ruins, and endless thunder was brewing faintly.
It's just that the remaining power in this ruins is not weak, and it has temporarily withstood the bombardment from the sky thunder.
Feng Linyi waved his hand, and balls of Yin Qi flew out from his sleeves. They were then combined with the substance he took out from Mu Qing's Dantian, and were ignited by him with Yin Qi, turning into Xuanyin Zhen. The fire began to burn and turned into a huge green fireball.
The huge green fireball, driven by Feng Linwen, was flying towards the place where the scorching sun originally stood.
The so-called "stealing the sky to replace the sun" does not really mean replacing the scorching sun. It only temporarily covers up the brilliance of the real scorching sun, using some other substance to replace the original operation of the scorching sun and maintain the basic rules of the world.
In fact, speaking of it, it is somewhat similar to the rules of solar eclipses.
As the green fireball gradually embedded itself in the void, the black holes containing the thunder of destruction began to gradually shrink and become smaller.
Among the ruins, Feng Linwen turned his back without leaving a trace, avoiding the little pigeon, and wiped some fine sweat from his forehead.
Even with his current ability, in such a world, it is not 100% sure to change the situation.
If it weren't for the help of the powerful aura left in this ruin, he probably wouldn't have succeeded so easily.
As the green fireball replaced the original scorching sun, the world returned to light, but the green halo shrouded the world, making everything look so weird. To ordinary people, it's just that the sun changes color.
