Lin Zhizhi couldn't see the scene where his master asked again, and his face changed after he got the answer at that time - he flew to the inner mountain with his sword, and he had the token of the head, and he went all the way unobstructed. Mi illusion door. The black-haired boy lit the talisman paper in his hand, and after a while, a tall man in a blue shirt appeared at the door with a frame above his head [Fengshuang, favorability index 70, attitude is contradictory].
It was actually Feng Shuang, the master of Xumi's illusion, who went out to see Lin Zhizhi in person.
The black-haired boy ran in a hurry, some blushes appeared on his face, and his chest was heaving up and down, panting for breath—Lin Zhizhi was very anxious, and he managed to make Feng Shuang not get angry on the spot.
His only son died for him. As a father, how could Feng Shuang have no sense of blame at all? If it wasn't for Feng Shuang being a very sensible father, who once taught his stupid son how to roast chicken to treat his sweetheart - he deeply knew Feng Qin's intentions, so he would not have gone to the trouble of going to Lin Zhizhi.
Who can blame that stupid phoenix of his own who did it voluntarily? !
Fortunately, it is not that there is no help. If he can successfully survive this catastrophe, it will be beneficial to Feng Qin's character.
Feng Shuang's face was cold and hard, and she flicked her sleeves and led Lin Zhizhi into the Xumi Illusion Realm.
The interior of the Xumi Illusion is very beautiful, like a fairyland, with strong spiritual energy, and all kinds of elixir and spirit flowers are thriving - anyway, it is much prettier than the bare Bingshan cave of Lord Daoist.
It's just that people in the fantasy world don't have the heart to appreciate this kind of beauty. Feng Shuang led Lin Zhizhi to a medicine pavilion, where there was already a middle-aged beautiful woman, wearing a black gold cloud embroidered shirt, a thin water-colored smoky gauze, and a golden phoenix thorn in her bun. Qin's mother, Feng Ling.
She had obviously cried, her eyes were slightly red at this time, and when Feng Shuang came back, Feng Ling's eyes fell on the black-haired boy beside him.
This was the first time she saw Lin Zhizhi.
Out of her son's affection for him, she should love Wujiwu. But Feng Qin would rather choose self-sacrifice for him, and she had to feel resentment. Fortunately, Lin Zhizhi's appearance condition is good enough, out of the dust is better than immortal, not the kind of enchanting person she imagined.
—Otherwise she really wanted to strangle her son to life again.
Feng Ling pointed to the wooden basin in front of him, and his voice was sour: "He's here."
Lin Zhizhi looked at the reputation, it was a very precious spiritual tool. According to legend, it was a branch of a tree when the building supporting the sky screen collapsed in ancient times. There was some medicinal liquid soaked in the basin, and the Nirvana egg was sitting quietly in it, without any movement.
The young master of the Lin family looked at the phoenix egg, was silent for a moment, then turned to the Feng Shuang couple and said, "I'm sorry."
It's okay if he doesn't express his position, but this apology makes Feng Ling stop caring about the younger generation. The beautiful woman shook her head: "It's his own choice."
"Dare to ask the two seniors, what's the matter? I heard from the headmaster, it's about the soul? Is there a way to cure it?" Lin Zhizhi bit his lip and asked in one breath.
Feng Shuang raised her hand and injected a light into the medicinal liquid: "When he came out, he passed the water of the Styx River. This water is so yin and poisonous that it swallowed the soul in the egg - the spirit of the true phoenix makes it indigestible. His guess is correct, his soul should be in Huang Quan Dao at this time."
"Huangquan Road..." Lin Zhizhi frowned.
"That's right. There are three realms of ghosts, one is Huangquan, the other is Shura, and the third is livestock. Those who are detained in these three realms cannot be reincarnated." Feng Shuang explained, "I don't think it is like this. The appetite left behind a true phoenix spirit!"
The last sentence was loud, and Feng Shuang was obviously very angry.
"I've heard that the ghost gate in Yinquan Sect leads to the ghost realm." Lin Zhizhi scoured the memory of the ghost realm in his mind.
"Can I know what you know?" Feng Shuang said impatiently, "I invited the Great Elder of Yinquan Sect, paid some price, and personally entered Huangquan Road—but I didn't find him."
Speaking of this, the man who was still full of anger suddenly sighed and took a deep look at Lin Zhizhi: "The first elder said that perhaps the person who is most concerned in Feng Qin's memory can bring his spirit back from the Huangquan Dao. ."
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
"It's really maddening me. Linger and I have given birth to him and raised him for so many years, but in the end he's not the person he loves the most." Feng Shuang was full of jealousy, "When I see you, my stupid son doesn't even know his own name. Forget it."
"… "
"Forget it, I don't want to intervene in the emotional issues of your younger generation." The man stood up and looked at the black-haired boy who had been silent, "I just ask you one question, would you like to go to Huangquan Road?"
"How to get to Huang Quandao?" Lin Zhizhi asked calmly.
Never shirking responsibility is one of his beautiful qualities.
"In the Yinquan Sect." His answer made Feng Shuang look at her in a different light, and she somewhat understood the choice of her stupid son.
"I can do it anytime." Lin Zhizhi walked over to the Phoenix Egg and touched its eggshell.
Feng Shuang is also a resolute person. He contacted the Great Elder of Yinquan Sect through a sound transmission, and successfully reached a deal for Yinquan Sect to agree to open a ghost gate for Lin Zhizhi again.
Before taking Lin Zhizhi to go to Yinquan Sect, Feng Ling stopped him and reminded hesitantly, "Child, it is very dangerous there."
She knew that Dao Zun valued Lin Zhizhi very much.
If something happened to him in Huang Quan Dao, Xuan Hua might be furious.
Lin Zhizhi turned back and smiled at her: "I know. It doesn't matter, I will bring him back."
This smile was very light and fleeting, like the first melting of ice and snow, which reassured Feng Ling for no reason.
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Yinquan Sect.
Only the real dragon can compete with the phoenix in speed. With Feng Shuang's full strength, it took only three hours to reach Yinquan Sect from Luoxian Sword Sect.
The Yinquan Sect disciples all practice the ghost way, which is discriminated against by the decent disciples. It was built at the bottom of a green lake in Miaojiang, and there is a ghost cave at the bottom of the lake, which has a multiplier effect on the practice of ghosts.
Since Feng Shuang had been to Yinquan once, they were no strangers to his request.
The ghost realm is naturally formed, and it is the return place of the human soul. The ghost gate of Yinquan Sect is a space channel opened up by the great power, and it takes countless ghost power and spiritual stone energy to open it once. In recent years, the Yinquan Sect has only regarded entering the ghost gate as a reward for its elite disciples, and letting them in to hone in, the fatality rate is as high as 60%.
To a certain extent, the Yinquan Sect's approach is more like the devil's way - the other three sects except Yinquan will not use this method of refining Gu to hone their disciples.
When the elder of the Yinquan Sect brought Lin Zhizhi to the door of the ghost, Feng Shuang put a bracelet on the wrist of the young man beside him, reminding: "It is made of requiem wood, which can strengthen your consciousness. After you find him, crush it and you can return. Remember, don't touch the water of the Yellow Spring, and don't go to the depths of the Yellow Spring Road, just try your best to summon the soul - at least you want to come back."
Lin Zhizhi remembered every sentence in his heart, and nodded to the Yinquan Sect elder to indicate that he was ready.
Several elders looked at each other, Feng Shuang personally protected the Dharma, and after the green light flourished, the gate of hell opened, and a terrifying ghost howl came from the depths of the darkness, and a suction force led Lin Zhizhi's spirit into the gate of hell.
His body closed his eyes and stood motionless.
"It's a perfect soul." After Lin Zhizhi entered, an elder Yinquan praised meticulously, "If he died inside, he might become the most powerful ghost king..."
Feng Shuang glared at him angrily, and pronounced it with emphasis: "It's a pity he won't."
Elder Yinquan chuckled and stopped talking.
Several people meditated in front of the ghost gate, and the scene became quiet again.
At this time, Lin Zhizhi only felt dizzy, and then he arrived at a strange place. It was pitch black, an endless road, and the ghost howls mixed with the sound of the flowing river echoed in my ears.
He is out of consciousness, has self-awareness, and his whole body emits a misty white light - like a jade statue carved out of jade. There was nothing on his body, no weapons, only the bracelet made of requiem wood followed in the form of a spirit body.
Just like what Feng Shuang said before - eh? wrong.
Lin Zhizhi felt something moving on his left shoulder, he patted it with one hand, and saw a small lifelike phoenix spirit body fluttering in his palm.
"Feng Qin?" Lin Zhizhi grabbed its little wings and asked in surprise.
But soon something went wrong with him. This little phoenix had a show and didn't make a sound. He only acted like a baby in front of him - the spirit of medicine pill.
Lin Zhizhi quickly determined its identity, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, how did the spirit of this medicinal pill enter the ghost realm
The black-haired boy pondered for a while and had no answer. He put the metamorphosis of the Spirit of Elixir on his shoulder, and began to call the soul in his mind: Feng Qin—
There is no language in Huang Quan Dao.
Among the endless ghosts, only relying on the power of divine sense to find the object they are looking for.
At the same time, that person also needs to have a strong and firm will enough to accept your summoning and return from the waters of the Yellow Springs.
Lin Zhizhi's consciousness spread, causing ripples in the ghost realm. He tried his best to concentrate his thoughts and called Feng Qin's name. However, he waited on the spot for a long time, but couldn't wait for the soul of Little Phoenix.
At this time, the Danfeng flapped its wings and flew a distance to the west. As if feeling that Lin Zhizhi was not following, it turned back and hurriedly raised its tail feathers at him, signaling him to follow.
Getting lost in ghostly realms is no fun.
If discovered by a powerful fallen spirit, he might be killed here. But if you are afraid of risks, this trip may be in vain—
The young master of the Lin family pondered for a while, caressed the wooden requiem bracelet, and followed.
This road is long and obstructed, surrounded by the sound of gurgling water droplets and the occasional roar of ghosts, which is eerie.
Lin Zhizhi wrote down the path he had traveled in his heart, and at the same time took care not to touch the yellow water flowing out—the beings that have been contaminated with the yellow spring water will be lost in the ghost realm forever and never return to the world.
Every time he walked a certain distance, he would stop and wait for the soul to be summoned, but every time he returned without success, he had to follow Danfeng all the way.
Lin Zhizhi had an intuition that Feng Qin, as a living soul, a living spirit of the true phoenix, might be trapped by something.
He followed Dan Feng, avoiding a few wandering soul-devourers along the way, and walked into the depths of Huangquan Road.
In the end, Lin Zhizhi saw a yellow spring, and at the end of the lake was perched a huge phoenix, and the lake was as deep as his neck.
- He completely plunged himself into the yellow spring water.