Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 182 Misfortunes Never Come Alone
As soon as he heard this name, Feng Jin felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his mind was in a trance.

It was the first time I heard this name, but it seemed like I had heard it a long, long time ago. It was so familiar and unforgettable, which made her heart ache, filled with complex and unspeakable emotions, bitter, sour, sad, and bewildered. Both.

It shouldn't be like this...

She was extremely sure that this was the first time she heard this name in her 300 years of life.

But why so familiar?
"Xuanyuan Ling, Xuanyuan Ling—"

Feng Jin murmured the name, the three simple words lingered on the tip of her tongue, as if thousands of unspeakable emotions were melting on the tip of her tongue.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty? Your Majesty!"

The door master's voice brought Feng Jin back to her senses. She stared blankly at the door master. For some reason, she suddenly felt that the person in front of her, the magnificent palace in front of her, was extraordinarily ethereal and unreal, as if she was doing something. A dream, someone is waiting for her to wake up.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty, has something happened?"

Seeing Feng Jin's dazed and confused expression, the sect master asked softly.

Feng Jin glanced at him in bewilderment, "I seem to be having a dream, a long, long dream."

"Your Majesty is not asleep, nor is he dreaming. Otherwise, if I kiss Your Majesty, Your Majesty will know if he is dreaming."

The door master said with a bewitching smile, looking at Feng Jin eagerly.

The bewilderment in Feng Jin's eyes gradually faded away, and the original clarity returned. She took a deep look at the sect master, "You step back."

"Your Majesty, I haven't finished talking yet, this seat..."

"Get out!"

Feng Jin's voice was a little cold, and the door owner looked at her in confusion, only to see that she had turned around to look at the scenery outside the window, leaving him with an indifferent back.

The door owner's heart sank, "What? Your Majesty is going to throw away this seat after using it up?"

Feng Jin remained silent. The door master waited for a long time but couldn't wait for her response. He snorted bitterly, turned around and left the room. Out of anger, he slammed the door loudly.

Feng Jin didn't have the heart to care about his emotions, she was in a mess, as if something was weighing heavily on her, what was it?She doesn't know.

There seemed to be a lot of emotions accumulated in his chest, and he wanted to vent, but he couldn't find an outlet to vent.

Her hand slowly fell on her chest, feeling the beating heart.

She felt in a trance, as if thousands of years ago, she once put her hand on a person's chest like this, listening to the beating heart in his chest, which was strong and never stopped.

Feng Jin laughed at herself, she has only lived for more than 300 years, how can there be experiences from tens of millions of years ago?She felt something must be wrong.

She knows that there are people who have lived tens of thousands of years, such as Bai Ye's father, the emperor of the Three Realms, but she is not.

Ever since hearing the name Xuanyuan Ling, Feng Jin's heart has been aching. The pain is not so strong that people can't bear it, but it is faintly visible, vaguely visible, lingering, just like that, to let you get rid of it. no.

This situation has been going on for several days, and the situation has not intensified or eased, just like that, there has been a faint pain, as if an invisible thin needle has been inserted in the heart.

She has been counting the days and waiting for Wuming to come back. Wuming said that she will definitely come back before the full moon night, and she believes in his promise.

"Lvyi, what day is it today?"

When the sky was just dawning, Feng Jin opened his eyes and gave a soft cry to Lu Yi.

Hearing the movement in the room, Lv Yi brought the little maid in to light the lamp, and helped Feng Jin get up. Feng Jin looked at the half-dark sky outside the window and asked softly.

Lu Yi took Feng Jin's robe from the screen, turned around and said with a pretty smile, "It's twelve today, and in three days, Lord Wuming will be back. Does Your Majesty miss him?"

How could you not want to?

After Wuming left for ten days, she only thought about it for ten days, ten cold nights, without his warm embrace, she couldn't even sleep peacefully, and often woke up in the middle of the night, staring at the empty room in a daze, thinking Where is he, what is he doing, is he thinking about her.

"By the way, Your Majesty, the man in the south courtyard has left."

Feng Jin's long eyebrows twitched, the sect master left without saying goodbye?

Ever since Feng Jin asked him to retire last time, the sect master got angry with her and moved to the south courtyard for recuperation, and never set foot in this room again.

Feng Jin knew that he was waiting for her to compromise, but she was in no mood to coax him.

Ever since hearing the name Xuanyuan Ling, Feng Jin's heart has been depressed, slightly aching, and depressed. She only wants to come back soon for Wuming, and doesn't have the heart to think about anything else.

As for the sect master, she promised him no less protection.

"When did you leave?"

"Probably left in the middle of the night last night. Just now when the servants went to his yard, they found that he had already left. When I went to deliver dinner last night, he was still there."

Feng Jin remained silent, thinking that the sect master would only leave after he had recovered.

A person like him has a lot of means and scheming, so she doesn't have to worry about him at all.

She was only worried about Wuming. Since the last time he sent back news in Jiangzhou and asked the secret guards to go to Jiangzhou to investigate Dayan Hall, there was no news back. There are only three days left on the night of the full moon, is he already on his way back?
At this time, Wuming was braving the violent wind and snow in Kunlun Mountain, climbing up the mountain with difficulty.

It has been eight days since he came to Kunlun Mountain, but Tianhe Zen Master has not been found yet.

The secret guards who were sent to watch Zen Master Tianhe had long since lost track of Zen Master Tianhe. Later, they spent a lot of money to buy a little bit of information. They only said that Zen Master Tianhe was still picking snow lotus everywhere in Kunlun Mountains, and the rest I don't know anything.

But Kunlun Mountain is so big, no one knows where the snow lotus blooms.

Wuming learned a few words about the growth habits of snow lotus from the local old people. Under the guidance of the old man, Wuming drew a map of Kunlun Mountains and marked all the possible places where snow lotus could grow. Yes, he and all the hidden guards searched separately, one by one.

There were only three days left before the night of the full moon, and the journey back would take two days and two nights, even if the horse rode fast and did not rest for a moment. If he could not find Tianhe Chan Master again before tomorrow, he would have to go back home.

Is this trip really going to return in vain?

Nameless is not reconciled.

His spiritual power has retreated to the first layer of the third layer, and will return to the second layer soon.

These days, no matter how hard he practiced the Nine Heavens and Stars Art, his spiritual power never increased and continued to drop.

If things go on like this, if Tianhe Zen Master can't be found and the matter cannot be resolved, his spiritual power will disappear completely. By then, he will be no different from an ordinary person. How can he protect Ah Jin?

The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, the cliff is steep, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss and break into pieces. Wuming dispelled the chaotic thoughts in his mind and concentrated on climbing up.

The strong wind mixed with snow particles hit Wuming's face, cutting his face like countless tiny knives.

I heard from the old man that this mountain is the steepest and most precipitous in Kunlun Mountains. On the top of the cliff grows the best snow lotus. Because no one has ever been able to climb here, no one has picked the snow lotus here. Pass.

Wuming wants to take a gamble, maybe Tianhe Zen master is on the top of the mountain.

The mountain was too high, and he couldn't use his spiritual power to fly up. The most important thing was that every time he used his spiritual power, his spiritual power would dissipate a lot. Wuming didn't know if the disappearance of his spiritual power had something to do with his use of spiritual power, but Just in case, Wuming wanted to try his best to maintain the current situation.

There are still more than 100 feet away from the peak. According to his current speed, it will take half an hour to climb up.

I only hope that Tianhe Zen Master is really on this, otherwise he only has one day left, Kunlun Mountain is so big, where can he find Tianhe Zen Master?

Wuming gritted his teeth, speeded up, grabbed the protruding rock with his strong fingers, and climbed up step by step.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the peak, Wuming could already smell the fragrance of snow lotus, so he couldn't help but feel happy, and grabbed a rock above his head to climb up.

Wuming knew it was broken as soon as he used his hand hard!

The rock loosened and flew out, Wuming's body volleyed in the air, and fell straight down. Fortunately, he was very close to the peak. Wuming quickly used his spiritual power to jump up.

At the critical moment, the situation of the two heavens of ice and fire happened again.

As soon as Wuming used his spiritual power, half of his body was made of fire and half of ice, which almost tore his whole body apart. Not to mention using his spiritual power, he couldn't even reach out to grab the rocks beside him.

The body kept falling down, Wuming tried his best to grab two protruding rocks, trying to stabilize his body, but the mountain suddenly shook violently.

Wuming's heart sank, an avalanche!

The rock was loose, Wuming grabbed the empty space, and fell straight down the cliff...

(End of this chapter)