Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Lin Chongyang originally planned to go back to the Defeng Ancient Road with the sword-tailed unicorn, but when he was halfway there, he suddenly felt something. Then he asked the sword-tailed unicorn to take a brief detour, and then saw the product of the fusion of time and space.

And it’s not just this place, there will be more misery in the future.

Because the existence of another time and space is much different from the current plight in all aspects, and even the population is not much.

It is not a complete overlap and fusion. A large part of it will be directly offset by cause and effect, but there are still some who are preserved as before. This time the suffering should be improved by 10%.

After Xiang Huanbai gave a brief introduction, Lin Chongyang said:

"The changes that have occurred this time are not limited to the immediate one. Send a letter to the Tribunal of the Three Religions, informing them of the details, and then ask them to send a letter to the Dharma Sect of the Three Religions, and they will weigh and deal with it as appropriate."

Originally he should have done this, but when Xiang Huanbai happened to be there, it would be the same for the younger generation to handle it.

"I'll do it right away."

Xiang Huanbai directly used a convenient and quick method to conduct the summons. A flying letter with a golden lotus printed on it was generated and sent by him. He was quite familiar with the Tribunal of the Three Religions.

Then, he turned around and looked at the frame: "I wonder if you're going to do this, senior?"

"The Sanqing Pendulum Dragon has its own destiny. It has retired, and the dragon spirit of the underworld has been captured by me."

The answer he got made Xiang Huaibai breathe a sigh of relief, so he said that the dragon god and dragon spirit were not good at all and could not make waves in the difficult situation. However, under the current situation, he could reasonably doubt it.

Maybe the source of this matter is the senior. If not, it is theoretically impossible to do it so quickly, unless the two dragons are unlucky to a certain extent.

Xiang Huanbai's hands in his sleeves were doing simple calculations.

If there is no result, the probability of the senior causing a mutation increases linearly.

"This change is the general trend of heaven and earth. There is no need to worry, and it will not have much impact on them."

As the words fell, a few soft sounds came from the frame, and the mechanism on the right side changed. A gorgeous and elegant escalator extended from the side door, and a figure descended the escalator and stepped into the valley.

After the people in the car stepped out, the escalator extending from the side of the car frame slowly retracted. This was the first time Feng Wushu and others had seen such a design.

Xiang Huanbai expressed his calmness about this.

The basic mechanism of misery is now used in many places.

A subtle light fragrance lingered in the nostrils. At dusk, the people in the valley could only see vague figures. Inexplicable emotions arose, making them quickly bow their heads.

When the alarm is lifted, those who should eat continue to eat, and those who want to rest continue to rest.

The battle between the two dragons lasted for a long time, and they also escaped for a long time. They were already exhausted physically and mentally. Now that they had just filled their stomachs, it was the right time to rest.

Xiang Huanbai adjusted the surrounding temperature through the barrier. He had extraordinary attainments in Taoism, far surpassing the Confucian Sword Emperor.

At this moment, Feng Wushu also saw clearly the figure stepping out of the car. He was tall and slender, his clothes were elegant and luxurious, his long crystal red hair was like a flame in the dusk, and a few strands of snow-white hair were clearly visible.

The face is sacred and flawless, with a black dao pattern between the eyebrows, and the pair of golden double eyes that are different from ordinary people are even more stunning at this moment.

Two pairs of pupils, one gold and one silver, seem to be an unusual feature of ordinary people.

That indescribable sense of perfection made Feng Wushu subconsciously afraid to offend him. In front of this person, she felt inexplicably and unconsciously humble.

This strange emotion caused her to turn her gaze, and the memory in her mind quickly blurred, and the clear person turned into an illusory shadow. Even so, she was still graceful.

"The body of the gold slips of the Mingqi Dharma is not bad." A book appeared in front of Feng Wushu, and a cold and plain voice came at this time, directly revealing the secret of the Mingqi cultivation method:

"Cultivation practitioners are also called those who cultivate the barrier. Guan and coffin have the same pronunciation. Mingqi cultivation is also called Mingqi cultivating the coffin. From death to Taoism, one must first cultivate death and then cultivate life, because death is the passage to another realm. Four-step realm Later, cultivators used the crystal coffin to try to break into the Three True Realms, which was an intuitive manifestation of the transformation from death to life.

But there are flaws in the method you practice. Cultivation focuses on cultivating both life and life. If you practice like this, even if you achieve a spiritual crystal body, you will only have a few hundred years of life.

You can try to practice this method, it won’t take long. "

The problems that Xiang Huanbai noticed were now noticed by Lin Chongyang after meeting him. Not only that, he also discovered something else.

Feng Wushu reached out to take the book hanging in front of him, and then asked: "Senior, is he also familiar with the underworld cultivation?"

"This volume of "Dharma of the Underworld" is a re-editing of the photos I took from an enemy. There will naturally be improvements and modifications in the process." Lin Chongyang's answer was much simpler.

"What about the enemy who practices this way?"

This sentence came from Xiang Huanbai. He was out of pure curiosity, and the answer he got was an understatement: "Dead."

"Do you know the curse that exists on you, daughter of the Wind Witch?"

Lin Chongyang looked at Feng Wushu and told him what he had discovered. Looking at the history of misery, this situation was quite rare. The reason why he was concerned about this matter was because the other party's identity was special enough.

Wind Witch, if these two words are mentioned separately, it is not unusual, at least not together.

"The younger generation is the 32nd generation of the wind witch family. The wind witches use the wind to practice witchcraft, practice medicine, practice dreaming, and practice fortune-telling. They can communicate with the sky through kites, send back the breath of the sky, and calculate fortunes. Tianji, however, has declined due to the fact that it has given birth to women but not men throughout the ages.”

"But this junior is extremely talented and will surely make the Wind Witch Clan prosperous."

"It's just that I don't know where the curse mentioned by senior comes from?"

Feng Wushu has considerable family glory and is quite confident in her own future. She has speculations about the curse, but she cannot trace it back to the source because of her shallow cultivation.

She chose to report her family name because the other party knew about Feng Wu.

And, an inexplicable pull emerged from the bottom of my heart, which seemed to be the call in the blood.

"The God of the Dragon Clan, Zize Yuanlong."

After telling him the answer, Lin Chongyang asked another question: "Feng Wu, the Feng Wu clan that has been passed down to the thirty-second generation, do you still remember the origin of your wait?"

"There are no similar records within the clan." Feng Wushu shook his head.

"The ancestors survive in the blood of descendants. In the time and space where you and others originally lived, in the ancient times, the dragon clan was the leader and ruled the world."

After seeing the curse inside Feng Wushu's body, Lin Chongyang stretched out his hand and made a grasping motion to peel it off.

Then, Hetu and Luoshu worked together.

The results he obtained made him very satisfied.

In ancient times, racial disputes and racial inheritance were the most important:

"The shaman of the Wind Witch Clan does not worship the Dragon God, but the ancestors of his own clan. He even wants to use the Dragon Clan and the original dragon of Zize as sacrifices to his ancestors.

A witch is the leader responsible for presiding over sacrifices and worshiping ancestors.

The curse has also existed in the blood of the Wind Witch clan since then. "