"Disciple of Sparrow Immortal?" Bu Feng asked.
Yi Xing nodded, and continued: "In the spiritual realm, the sparrow god has always been believed in, so the master of the spiritual realm calls himself a disciple of the sparrow fairy!"
"Here we come!" Yi Xing said softly, and then his eyes turned to the mist behind the mountain.
Bu Feng also felt a sudden gust of gentle wind in the mist. When the wind blew up, the mist behind the black mountain also swayed. The mist was like a lifted door curtain, gently swept away by the breeze. It showed the scene after the fog, a dense woodland.
In the woodland, a woman walked out slowly. The woman had high curly hair and was wearing a green robe. The style of the robe was simple and simple, without any decorations on it.
Behind the green-clothed woman, there were two middle-aged women, with a huge energy aura flowing from them, but that aura was like the vitality of vegetation. They lowered their heads slightly, so they couldn't see their faces clearly.
Even without looking at Yixing's reaction, Bu Feng knew that the green-clothed woman in front must be the master of the spirit realm—the disciple of Quexian!
Thinking of the purpose of coming here, Bu Feng waited until the woman approached, before he had time to take a closer look, he took a deep breath, took a step forward and bowed to salute: "Junior Bu Feng, I pay my respects to Senior Zhu!"
Seeing Bu Feng being so polite, Yi Xing snorted and said to himself: This kid is very respectful when he sees his mother-in-law.
The woman walking opposite, Que Xian's disciples were also looking at Bu Feng, Yi Xing was old acquaintance to her, so naturally he was not a stranger, but Bu Feng was something she had never seen before.
Seeing the subtle white light spots lingering around the young man's body, but without any traces, it is rare to see him, his temperament is high, and his aura is unpredictable. He must have stepped into the top of the space rhythm. There is such a master among them, could it be that the people of the Xuanwu tribe came out of that seamless space? I heard that this Yixing high priest entered the Infernal Space after entering the Witch Realm for more than a thousand years. I am afraid that this young man is the one she met in the Infernal Space. Judging by his frail appearance, he should be a member of the Xuan Clan.
Zhu Rou, a disciple of the Sparrow Immortal, looked at the young man bowing in salute, lightly waved her bare hands, and said softly: "Don't dare, dare not, fellow Taoist has reached the impasse of space, how dare I call myself a senior!"
While speaking, Zhu Rou had already walked five feet in front of Bu Feng.
Zhu Rou's force with a slight breeze slowed down Bu Feng's bowing posture. At this time, she approached Bu Feng's side, and a soft force naturally stopped Bu Feng from bowing down. This force is just like Zhu Ling's power to ease Bu Feng's mood at the beginning, soft and indifferent.
The familiar breath made Bu Feng feel a rare emotion, as if he had returned to the peaceful sleep, his heart was filled with admiration, the white light spots on his body flashed slightly, and the chaotic fluctuations everywhere A smooth trajectory has been brought out from the gentle energy carried by Zhu Rou, and his body finally bowed down.
He whispered in his mouth: "I am old acquaintance with Zhu Ling, the young lord of the noble realm. In the past, she took care of me a lot. My aunt should pay homage to me!"
Hearing the word Zhu Ling, Zhu Rou's breath was slightly disturbed, a strange emotion flashed across her face, and then she swung her right hand lightly, already swaying away the energy that stopped Bu Feng, looking into Bu Feng's eyes There is a strange light shining in it.
After Rong Bufeng finished worshiping, Zhu Rou touched Su's hand lightly, and helped Bu Feng up with her own hands, watching Bu Feng nod repeatedly, with deep warmth rippling on her face.
"Are you the Nabu Feng that Ling'er met in the world?"
"Well, this junior is here just to see her!" Bu Feng replied respectfully.
That Zhu Rou looked at Bu Feng for a while, and the expression on her face returned to the original gentle and indifferent, she smiled slightly, nodded, then turned to Yi Xing who was waiting on the side, "Yi Da Priest, why don't you come?"
"It's okay, it's okay, you finally remember me!" After being left out for so long, Yi Xing naturally felt uncomfortable.
That Zhu Rou smiled and said with a smile: "Thousands of years are like a day, and the high priest is still like that!"
Ten thousand years of memories recalled one by one at ease, the little unhappiness in Yi Xing's heart dissipated in this memory, lightly shook his head, sighed, time flies too fast!
"I'm here this time just to lead the way for this kid!"
Yi Xing glanced at Bu Feng, then at Zhu Rou, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
Listening to the kind banter in Yi Xing's tone, Zhu Rou's breath changed slightly, then recovered, and said softly: "So, please follow me!"
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Following Zhu Rou's footsteps, Bu Feng and Yi Xing passed through a misty cloud, and then passed a mountain path, and finally arrived at the foot of a graceful and compelling mountain.
The mountain peak looks like a woman's eyebrows, delicate and light, a layer of faint green covers the mountain peak, making people look at it for a while, and the mind is at ease. This mountain peak may be in an important position in the spiritual vortex of the spiritual realm. Otherwise, how could such a powerful vitality flow in a mere mountain range? The thick vitality can even turn into light green gas, fluttering and undulating around the mountain peak. It is this powerful aura that makes the birds and beasts around the mountain peak move with aura, Qirui is extraordinary. Bu Feng secretly sighed in his heart, under such aura, even if he caught a chicken, he would probably look better than the Phoenix in a few days. Of course, appearances belong to appearances, chickens will always be chickens, and phoenixes will always be phoenixes!
It was enough for Bu Feng and Yi Xing to admire at the foot of the mountain for a while, and then soft music suddenly came out from a path at the foot of the mountain, and then, a pair of young men and women walked out from behind the path, with solemn expressions. Respectfully, holding treasures with flashes of spiritual light in their hands, after the dozen or so people came up, they bowed down in front of Zhu Rou.
"Get up!" Zhu Rou's soft voice was very dignified at this moment.
Bu Feng also suddenly realized that this gentle and kind woman was originally the master of the spirit realm, one of the four ancient realms.
After seeing the seamless space in the witch realm, Bu Feng has a new understanding of the so-called four ancient realms. Although he has never entered the spirit realm, dragon realm, and demon realm, they can be listed alongside the witch realm in the world. Thinking about it, it must be an extremely mysterious place, and Zhu Rou is in charge of the spiritual realm, which can't help but make Bu Feng feel a sense of awe in addition to his kindness.
When Bu Feng followed Zhu Rou through the first bend at the foot of the mountain, the subtle changes in the surrounding spirit moved Bu Feng's heart. Just before turning around, he had already stepped into another space. However, Turning around and looking back, he could still see the flowers and trees on the road just now, and even the sound of insects flying above the flowers and plants that he saw just now could be clearly heard. Even, Bu Feng believed that as long as he took a few steps back now, he would You can touch the flowers and plants.
However, Bu Feng knew that it was already in another space, and all the senses of sight, smell, and even touch were transformed by the aura here, and it was just a spiritual illusion.
Suddenly, a strange feeling arose in Bu Feng's heart. An unusually strange touch rippled directly in the spiritual world, and then flashed into the soul deep in his spiritual origin at the fastest speed. In the next moment, he felt that he was getting closer to his soul. Although it was still difficult to grasp, he could vaguely feel the pulse of the soul.
What is that strange feeling
Bu Feng was deeply surprised, but the feeling was like lightning, and there was no trace after that moment.
At the time when Bu Feng traced back, Zhu Rou had already led Bu Feng and Yi Xing through the halfway up the mountain, and the two of them also passed through dozens of different spaces along the way. It is a spatial structure with a complex structure, and its sustaining force is the huge spiritual energy. The sufficient spiritual energy stacks different spatial levels together through such a structure, forming such a mountain-like spiritual image. There are various strange and powerful races in different spatial levels, or monsters, or strange flowers and plants, and some are even legendary ancient races in the human world—just like the strange race of the mountain spirit.
It's just that all the spaces here are bound by the rules of the aura vortex. No matter how powerful the various species in those spaces are, because they all inherit the aura and special space in the aura vortex, they are ultimately You can't escape the rules of the spiritual vortex, you can only be bound by it.
While walking, Zhu Rou pointed to some exotic flowers and plants on the mountain roads on both sides to introduce, and from time to time pointed to some beasts with strange shapes in the distance to tell the two about the long history and amazing background of the beasts. Bu Feng was also amazed by the beasts that he had heard about in the legends. Later, those beasts in the mythology could no longer arouse Bu Feng's interest at all, and Bu Feng also knew that everything he saw in front of him A beast is infinitely far away from the present place. It is said to have been seen, but in fact it is not the slightest difference from what I saw in the movie.
The journey this time was a bit longer than Bu Feng's imagination, but it was not beyond the scope of his thinking. Half an hour later, Bu Feng was already standing on the top of the mountain, and after a few steps, he could see the passage of the hanging garden suspended above the peak.
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The rules of the spirit realm are strict, until Bu Feng sat on the side seat of a hall, and when the men and women who greeted the guide retreated, they didn't say anything, but Zhu Rou whispered a few words from time to time, but, that Zhu Rou No matter how kind he is, he is also the master of Huawai Ancient Realm, the famous disciple of Quexian, and he speaks very little.
Yi Xing had been alone in the Temple of Earth's Extremes for thousands of years, and Bu Feng had never been a talkative person, so the three of them sat upright in the hall, and the hall was surprisingly quiet, or rather silent.
After taking a sip of Tianxiang Niang, a specialty of Lingshan, Bu Feng couldn't help but asked softly, "Senior, why didn't you see Senior Ajin?"
After all, Bu Feng was thin-skinned, he wanted to ask about Zhu Ling's whereabouts, but he changed his words to the three-legged Golden Crow, Ajin, who was with Zhu Ling.
Zhu Rou's complexion paused, a look of Bu Feng's inability to see clearly flashed in her eyes, and then she was silent for a while before continuing to say: "Ah Jin? He is at Linger's place now, you are here to look for Linger, right? I once heard Ah Jin talking about you!"
Bu Feng's face, which was nearly tens of millions of layers of wave defense, turned red, making Yi Xing on the side chuckle.
Zhu Rou's face was very gentle, she looked at Bu Feng, and said softly: "You are a good boy!"
The voice stopped, Zhu Rou stared at Bu Feng, without speaking for a long time, there seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes.
After a while, she just sighed softly: "Go!"
After finishing speaking, she turned to face Yi Xing and said, "Little friend Feng, of course someone will guide you to my son Ling's residence. There are a few rare spirit flowers bearing fruit in my garden. The priest will accompany me to see it." !"
Why didn't Yixing understand Zhu Rou's meaning, she nodded, smiled at Bu Feng, and followed Zhu Rou out from behind.
At this time, a woman came in from the front door, with a faint smile on her face, that smile was so standard that Bu Feng suspected that she was not smiling at all.
The woman seemed to have received Zhu Rou's order, and she didn't speak after she came in, she just bowed slightly to Bu Feng, and then made a gesture of invitation, leading the way two feet in front of Bu Feng, and walked from the main entrance of the hall out.
Bu Feng had no time to think about what method Zhu Rou used to inform the woman who led the way, or if she had already ordered it to go on. All that was left in his heart was Zhu Ling's figure like an empty orchid and his aura-like face.
Bu Feng, who followed the woman on the road, didn't notice how many courtyards he had passed through. When his eyes suddenly became clear, Bu Feng found himself standing under a not-so-high cliff, which was about ten feet away. The cliff surface is as smooth as a mirror, and it tilts inward.
Bu Feng was excited by the wind in this open place, looked up, and saw a faint emerald smoke on both sides of the cliff, Bu Feng could smell the danger from the calm of the smoke, He naturally didn't have the heart to pay attention to what it looked like there.
Looking over the cliff, he could see a small house on the cliff, which was very delicate.
With such a distance, Bu Feng could feel a sense of kindness in that hut, just like the pharmacy back then. His restless heart calmed down again, and he said silently again: This time, no matter what, I have to tell you-
Taking a deep breath, Bu Feng's figure flashed with a faint white brilliance, and when the white brilliance appeared again, it was already at the top of the cliff, not far from the front of the hut.
At this time, on the side of the cliff, a man in coarse linen turned around and said softly, "You are here!"
The wind on the top of the cliff shook the man's hair, but it couldn't cover the golden brilliance that burst out from his eyes!