I actually touched a hand Feng Feiyun has touched a lot of hands, but most of them are the hands of young and beautiful women, and this is the first time he has touched such a cold and shriveled hand.
"Damn, what the hell" Feng Feiyun retreated, and his body was directly attached to the wall, so he bumped into the ghost Naturally, this kind of thing can't scare Feng Feiyun, after all, he was also a person who died once, but this ghost thing appeared too weirdly, and it was even more terrifying than a ghost.
This is a blue-gray monk's robe, the fabric has been a little white, the chest is embroidered with thousands of years ago white thread, interwoven into a flower on the other side, a line of ancient Juan Xiu small characters, embroidered next to the other side of the flower.
"The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet.
Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death. ” This is embroidered on the monk's robe on the line of small characters, the font is soft, contains the strength of the Tao, although thousands of years have passed, but the small characters carry the sadness and poignant, but still paved up.
Just looking at it makes you want to cry.
This monk's robe floated in front of Feng Feiyun like this, as if an ancient monk was standing in front of him, but in fact it was just a monk's robe, and the monk's robe was supported by an eternal qi to float in the air.
It was as if there was a monk with a transparent body, standing in front of Feng Feiyun in monk's robes, staring at him with a smile.
There was a little bit of blood on the monk's robe, and although thousands of years had passed, the blood stains were still vivid, like red plums.
"The flowers on the other side of the flowers and leaves on the other side have not bloomed, and the flowers have opened and the leaves have fallen.
Just a stone's throw away, never to see each other again" Feng Feiyun seemed to be able to feel a desolate artistic conception, coming out of the monk's robe, and couldn't help but read out the flower language on the other side, and there was an indescribable sadness rising in his heart, as if he was infected by it.
"The owner of this monk's robe must be a man with a story" Feng Feiyun's heart was a little less afraid and a little more curious.
This robe was empty in the decaying robe, its owner had been dead for endless years, but this one was immortal.
No, there's also a bony right hand This hand stretched out from the sleeve on the right side, and held it tightly, it had long been devoid of flesh and blood, and even the bones had been corroded to the point of a thousand holes, as if it would turn into ashes at the slightest touch.
For thousands of years, his flesh and bones have corroded into ashes, but this hand has not been erased, which makes people wonder why.
"He seems to be holding something in his hands" That white and bony hand, with five fingers clasped, seemed to be holding something tightly, even if it had been dead for thousands of years, it was still reluctant to let go.
What is it that can make a dead person so nostalgic?
Feng Feiyun's curiosity has always been heavy, and seeing that this monk's robe was not hostile, he was bold enough to pull the white bone hand away to see what he was holding in his hand Feng Feiyun's cultivation had reached the early stage of the immortal root, and the strength of his arm was so great that even an iron ingot could be cracked, but no matter how much strength he used, he couldn't pull open a white bone that was almost called bone slag.
"A thought is born, thousands of rivers and mountains; A thought is extinguished, and the vicissitudes of life. ” There was a distant and vicissitudes of sound sounded, full of nostalgia for the world, but with a strong helplessness, which made everyone who heard it sad.
It seems that someone is looking at the moon by the railing, reminiscing about the past After a long time, there was another sigh.
The two trousers of the monk's robe were blown by the wind, and with light steps, he turned around and walked back to the blue-gray door.
The door closed softly, and there was still no sound.
Feng Feiyun was stunned, rubbed his eyes, and always felt that everything that happened just now was like a dream, it was too unreal.
"A monk's robe from thousands of years ago was able to walk on its own.
This shows how powerful his master is in front of him, and what kind of past does such a powerful person have?"
"Tower Temple, Blood-stained Monk's Clothes, Flowers on the Other Side, White Bone Hands" Feng Feiyun always felt that he had broken into a place where he should not have broken into, and he had inadvertently alarmed something, as if he had awakened a living dead who had been sleeping for thousands of years.
"Feng Feiyun, how did you think about it?"
The demon man's voice came in from outside again, and his voice was a little sneering, and he heard a burst of fire.
"I don't have to think about this matter, if you have the ability, come in and get it yourself, Uncle Ben is waiting for you here."
Feng Feiyun naturally won't believe their nonsense, even if they hand over the bamboo slips, they will definitely kill people.
By the way, what the hell is this bamboo slip?
Since stealing this bamboo slip, Feng Feiyun hasn't looked at it very carefully, but since it can attract the attention of Du Shougao and the demon man, I am afraid that there is a big secret hidden on this bamboo slip.
Just when Feng Feiyun was about to check the secret of the bamboo slips, outside the tower temple, a cold wind howled.
"Then I'll pick it up" Du Shougao couldn't help but make a move in the end, there was no way, he was seriously injured, and he couldn't afford to be with Feng Feiyun and the demon man, and every minute that passed, his strength would be reduced by one point.
He had to take the risk, otherwise the more it dragged on, the worse it would be for him.
The knife in Du Shou's hand is a spiritual weapon, although he can't activate the power of the spiritual energy now, but with the sharpness of the knife, it is still not a treasure-level blade that can be compared.
Not to mention a temple, even if it is a palace, he can split it with one sword.
Feng Feiyun naturally couldn't sit still, through the window, he greeted it with a palm, and the Miao ghost on the palm of his hand turned his fingers rapidly, and a black Xuan Qi erupted, turning into a huge palm print, and it slapped down in the air.
"Boom" Du Shougao's cultivation is so strong, and his knife skills are even more perfect, but he was slapped back alive by this palm print, and his body hit the Zhalong Guliu behind him.
"Bang" The trunk of the ancient willow tree shook, and the willow leaves fell all over the sky.
Du Shougao's body fell against the trunk of the tree, and a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, which hurt him even more.
His eyes were full of surprise, the palm print just now was too powerful, although this palm won by surprise and knocked him back, but it had already shown the strength of this palm print.
The power of Feng Feiyun is definitely not so strong "This is the power of the spiritual weapon, and there are other masters in the tower temple."
Du Shougao could only think of this possibility.
His perseverance is amazing, although he has been injured many times, and there is only a line between life and death, but he supports his body with a knife and stands up, like a man who will never fall.
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"No wonder that kid from Feng Feiyun didn't come out, it turned out that there were masters in it."
The demon man also became cautious.
Neither of them knew that Feng Feiyun was carrying a spiritual weapon, after all, the power of the spiritual weapon was too great, and the number was too small, and it was not at all something that a fifth-generation descendant of the Feng family could have.
Even a strong man like Du Shougao, coupled with the identity of the first rookie of the Taishang Death Palace, only held a damaged spiritual weapon.
The knife in his hand, although it is at the level of a spiritual weapon, has been damaged, and although its power is stronger than that of a quasi-spiritual weapon, it is not as powerful as a real spiritual weapon.
It is impossible for Feng Feiyun to hold a spiritual weapon, so there will only be someone else who holds a spiritual weapon, and this person is likely to be the owner of the tower temple.
Feng Feiyun was sheltered by the owner of the tower temple, which made Du Shougao and the demon man even more taboo, and they didn't dare to act rashly.
The value of a spiritual weapon is too much, enough for a family to fight for it, and Feng Feiyun may naturally take out the Miao Ghost wrench to show it as a last resort.
At this moment, he was hiding in the tower temple, Du Shougao and the demon man couldn't see what was inside, and it was naturally best to use a spiritual weapon to deter the two of them.
"As long as they throw a bogey, then I have a chance to live" Feng Feiyun had his own plan in his heart, and suddenly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to the half of the roast chicken on the windowsill, and shouted: "Thank you seniors for your righteous action, the younger generations are grateful, what seniors say that I am talented and intelligent to accept me as an apprentice, how embarrassing is it What predecessors, you are actually the famous killing Taoist three hundred years ago, the younger generations have long heard of your name, legend has it that you once shocked an era, fought mightily, and nailed a palace master of the Taishang Killing Palace to the Mobei Cliff." ” Feng Feiyun said something serious, sometimes with sighs in his voice, sometimes full of passion.
Originally, Du Shougao wanted to go again to test the truth, after all, he was defeated under that palm print just now because of carelessness, but when he heard Feng Feiyun crying for a while, he suddenly made the killer stop, and he didn't dare to take a step forward easily.
Well, if there is an update, there will be a ticket.,Today I can finally ask for a ticket with my eyebrows.,There's another chapter tonight: