Chapter 705: Entering the Savage Realm and Looking Down on the World

The Lingxu sound transmission disk in the storage ring moved, and the trace of throbbing in his heart was hidden by him.

He has two sound transmission disks, one for the outside world, and one with only the crane spirit's spiritual consciousness and energy on it.

He left one alone because he was afraid that when He Ling came to find him, he would be ignored because of seclusion.

If there is only one sound transmission disk left alone, as long as there is spiritual consciousness and energy to influence it, then you will know that it is her.

It's just that he hasn't touched the sound transmission disk for many years, and he doesn't know what to talk about or where to start.

He raised his finger lightly, this divine consciousness energy machine was from the Feng family.

Feng Jinyu looked at the light curtain and said expressionlessly: "Why are you so anxious?"

"Sir, Miss Nangong...!"

"What's wrong?!"

Feng Jinyu's eyes were focused, and her words were a little hurried, her tone rising a bit unknowingly, "Speak slowly, but something happened to the garbage recycling plant?!"

"Sir, Wu Guo Xianling and the garbage recycling plant have issued obituaries...Miss Nangong and others died on their way to the war outside the territory..."

A mournful voice came through the air. The Feng family spoke in a low voice and spoke cautiously. In fact, everyone in the Feng family knew that the young master had never chosen a Taoist companion in these years and seemed to be waiting for someone.

Feng Jinyu's pupils suddenly shrank when he heard this, his face turned as pale as paper, and the shadow stone in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

He repeated in a daze: "He Ling, has fallen?" It seemed that even his own voice was unfamiliar.

The Feng family slowly handed over their hands on the other side: "Young Master has asked us to pay attention to the news of Miss He Ling's return these years, but... this is the news sent by Master Ji Yan, and the tombstones have been placed in the Wugou Immortal Ridge on Lichen Island. "

"I know...I know." Feng Jinyu nodded lightly, her eyes dull, and she just muttered "I know" there, and she didn't even notice that the voice on the other end disappeared.

Between the sea and the sky, dark clouds rolled, the waves surged, and the cold wind blew, as if echoing the turmoil in his heart.

However, Feng Jinyu sat there quietly, motionless, with no emotion or sorrow on her face, full of trance and confusion. She sat there from noon to evening.

He was heartbroken and stared blankly at the stars in the night sky. It wasn't until a shooting star passed by that he stood up gently and came to the edge of the cliff.

The waves hit the cliff and stirred up thousands of snowflakes. Feng Jinyu looked into the distance, his face looking extremely pale in the night, as if all the life in the world had left him at this moment.

He was even whispering in despair: "How come you are going to such a dangerous place as an extraterrestrial battlefield... Isn't Big Brother just taking you to experience the world..."

The sound became smaller and smaller, slowly swallowed by the boundless night.

Three days later, a lonely figure wandered off the island, but he still held a cluster of three-color fairy peach blossoms in his hand.

For hundreds of years, they have moved to these islands, firstly for cultivation, and secondly because these islands are places where some exotic flowers and plants grow.

Because she said that she likes flowers very much. Maybe one day, she will appear again and happily take the flowers he picked for her...

Lichen Island, Wugou Immortal Ridge, the sky is clear and cloudless.

This place is no longer as lively as it used to be. Because Song Heng's method of decorating the tomb was too professional, he took advantage of the "falling east wind" of the factory owner to make a lot of spiritual stones and went to some small families and sects to decorate the tomb.

There are quite a few people who come to invite him in person every day, so his name is known.

I heard that Song Heng's business has been scheduled for two years, and Gu Lisheng is accompanying him as a Taoist protector. He is divided into 19 accounts and mourns every day...

Nowadays, they can no longer be seen in Wugou Immortal Ridge. It is said that they are going to accumulate spiritual stones and go to Xuanwei Tiandu, and then to the wild world.

There are many immortal tombs there, and I plan to find some treasures for the tombs of the factory owner's family. Especially the dog brother, who loved the things found in the immortal tombs for free during his lifetime, so naturally he has to help him fulfill his last wish.

But today, Wugou Immortal Ridge was much more lively.

In front of the tombs of the old man crossing the world and Ximen Heiniu, the two women stood for a long time.

But they didn't know each other. One was named Yuxuan and the other was named Qionghua Shuiyu. Mo Fuyang accompanied them with dull eyes.

The news of Ximen Heiniu's death came out from the Jiutian Immortal Sound Formation Disk and shocked the Xuanwei Heaven. Chen Xun and others were unknown, without even a name.

"Don't be a housekeeper."

Yuxuan's words were cold, but there was still disbelief in her eyes, "Chen Xun died like this?! He stayed in the immortal prison for thousands of years without dying, and then he was killed by evil spirits from outside the realm?! How can he be such a waste?!"

"Your Majesty!" Mo Fuyang's honest face flashed with anger, and he shouted, "There must be something fishy about the death of my senior, but he has passed away, so I hope you won't tell lies in front of his grave!"

"Heh." Yuxuan snorted coldly, why did she dislike the tombstone, "I will use the power of Yaotai Immortal Palace and the Ling family of Immortal Kingdom to investigate this matter. My disciple regarded him as a close friend, and he died like this. It’s unclear, it’s too funny.”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Mo Fuyang's eyes flashed with light as he solemnly paid his respects, "Senior, if you have knowledge, I will definitely be grateful to you!"

Yuxuan frowned slightly and did not pay any attention to Mo Fuyang. Instead, she stared at these tombstones: the old man crossing the world, the black cow, the crane spirit, the lion dog... why are they not their real names? !

"You naughty boy, are you really dead?"

Yuxuan secretly thought in her heart, with a hint of undetectable fierceness in her eyes, "If I can't wait until you go to Yaotai Immortal Palace, I will definitely clear up your big tomb before I sit down and die!"

She glanced at Mo Fuyang, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared, returned to the wild world, Yaotai Immortal Palace, and asked to see the master!

When Yuxuan left, the tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

Qionghua Shuiyu stood dignifiedly in front of the four tombstones, with respect for the deceased in her eyes.

She had heard about Ximen Heiniu's death in Xuanwei Tiandu, and inquired about this place, so she came to take a look.

"Miss Qionghua." Mo Fuyang bowed, extremely decadent, and he sighed softly, "Thank you for coming to see the seniors."

"Butler Mo, I'm sorry."

Qionghua Shuiyu also returned the gift immediately, with a much more mature face, "I have met Senior Chen Xun and Ximen Niuniu twice, but I didn't expect to see them again now that we are separated by Yin and Yang."

Mo Fuyang nodded gently, with a few traces of reminiscence in his eyes. The factory owner had passed away, so he naturally had to protect this foundation. He loved money the most, and this was his only hobby in the immortal path.

Wuque Xianling was purchased with 5 billion medium-grade spirit stones. There can't be any mistakes. Otherwise, if the factory owner knows about it, he will die in turmoil...

"Butler Mo."

"Please tell me, Miss Qionghua."

"Who arranged this tomb? I am a descendant of Jiulong Xuanmen and I am proficient in this."

"Oh? Miss Qionghua, is there something wrong with these tombs?!"

Mo Fuyang was shocked and asked with a bow. He had never heard of Jiulong Xuanmen, but he couldn't be careless at this time. He knew that Song Heng was a bit out of tune.

"Butler Mo..." Qionghua Shuiyu looked solemn and serious, "There are some problems with these tombs. It seems that they are not tombs of the dead. Cut off the death gate, suppress the luck, move the eighteen stars, and return them to seven. There are three missing in the heavenly position, and cut off the cause and effect of heaven and earth..."

Qionghua Shuiyu continued to talk to herself, and the more she talked, the more shocked she was. The prototype of the ancient immortal tomb! The legendary living dead, the means to rebel against the luck of the tomb!

Mo Fuyang was dumbfounded and shocked. The Taoist priest was so professional? !

"Butler Mo."

"...Yes!" Mo Fuyang was stunned and had not yet recovered.

"Are their bodies inside?"

"The factory owner fell outside the domain, and his body was gone..."

"No body, what?!"

Qionghua Shuiyu exclaimed, her pupils were stained with some fear, and she even took a few steps back, "Butler Mo, don't tell me about this tomb for the time being, I will go back to my ancestral land once."

"Okay, okay..." Mo Fuyang was a little confused, and actually didn't understand anything.

Qionghua Shuiyu was shocked and secretly took a breath of cold air. Some of her skills were not well learned, and she didn't dare to directly explore this tomb.

There are too many taboos in Jiulong Xuanmen, and some things cannot be touched.

But these methods of this tomb may be a bit deceptive. Such strange methods seem to be used for positioning!

She had read the ancient books of Xuanmen. Several ancestors had followed a strange man to learn skills. After completing their studies, they founded the Jiulong Xuanmen and passed it down to this day. However, there was no record of who that strange man was.

But there was a sentence in it: I only know a little bit about the way of tomb luck... The master is the real tomb luck fairy!

Qionghua Shuiyu paid homage to the tombstone, and then left with a heavy heart. The guardian outside the Wuqiu Xianling also left.

Half a day later.

A man with black pupils turned into gray pupils came slowly. He only held a bunch of flowers in his hand and placed it in front of Nangong Heling's tombstone.

"He Ling, I didn't expect to meet like this..."

The man was Feng Jinyu. He was neither sad nor happy, and spoke indifferently, "This time I came to say goodbye to you. I will leave the sea area and continue to become stronger, strong enough to avenge your family..."

After he finished speaking, he took out various exotic flowers and covered the entire cemetery. He wished that the sea of ​​flowers would sleep with her forever. She died, his heart died, and the young man with a free and clean temperament also died.

Died in front of this tomb covered with flowers. From then on, Feng Jinyu left and never returned. No one knew where he went.

...

On a super island.

Ji Yan sat in a place surrounded by mountains and rivers and drank tea alone. There was a stone table next to him, with messy chess pieces on it, scattered on the chessboard in a disorderly manner.

Qianshan stood aside with a deep look in his eyes, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. After Tianli went to the battlefield outside the domain, he followed Ji Yan.

He seemed to finally be unable to hold back, and spoke in a deep voice: "Ji Yan, Lord Du Shi..."

"He is dead, and the Cang Qiong Zhen Dao Palace can't find out, let alone we have the ability."

Ji Yan said lightly, with messy black hair spread behind him, "Don't pay attention to this matter anymore. Du Shi's death may be more anxious than us."

Qian Shan's eyes condensed slightly, and he looked at Ji Yan deeply: "What are you thinking about?"

"Now that the immortal kingdom is fighting outside the domain, the cultivators of various races are in short supply of war instruments, and the Netherworld Sea Abyss can finally come in handy."

"Hmm?"

"Now we have a large amount of high-quality spirit stones, and we have hired more than a hundred Mahayana masters from various heavenly domains. You should practice well first, and the high-quality spirit stones will pave the way for you."

Ji Yan took a sip of hot tea with a friendly smile, "First, swallow up the various immortal cultivation industries in Nanyu Continent, and use war instruments to mix into the court of Tianyun Immortal Kingdom. Naturally, the battlefield outside the domain cannot be let go."

"...You?!" Qian Shan was shocked.

"The recycling of garbage in the world of cultivation is too profitable. More and more forces have boarded the ship. The Chi family is about to be destroyed. This is Du Shi's past grudge, so naturally we have to avenge it."

"Ji Yan, how far have you thought of this?" Qian Shan took a deep breath.

Ji Yan's mouth drew a smile, and he slowly stood up, looking at this vast world with a deep and distant gaze:

“Of course, it is to enter the Taiyi Great World, a place that the great powers of the world’s immortal cultivation must fight for, the Savage Heaven Realm. Only there can we truly stand at the pinnacle of the immortal path of the Taiyi Great World and look down upon the vast world.”