Chapter 367: Willow Eyebrow and Dry Wind

When Wang Lin stepped into the Light Gate and appeared, there was no one on the altar, as if everyone had disappeared. Looking around, he was the only one who stood on the altar.

A jade slip floated in the air, emitting a soft light.

Wang Lin summoned his right hand, held the jade slip, swept his spiritual sense, and there was a map inside, which pointed to the map, Zhuque Mountain!

He was silent for a little while sitting cross-legged. In the battle with Hongdie, he was extremely injured. His cultivation was unstable at this moment. Even if he took pills, he could not recover in a short time. He could only make a little adjustment. If he wanted to recover completely, he needed to go into seclusion and heal his wounds.

After a long time, the sky became darker. Wang Lin stood up and patted the storage bag. The mosquito beast flew out. Wang Lin sat up on it, and a divine thought came out, and continued to meditate.

The mosquito beast rushed forward and flew gently towards the direction that Wang Lin had just pointed out for it.

The night in the Vermillion Bird Kingdom is extremely quiet, the bright moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight shines on the earth.

Three days later, a strange scene appeared in the forbidden area behind Zhuque Mountain.

Zhuque Mountain is the holy land of Zhuque Kingdom. There is Zhuque's bedroom on this mountain, and behind this mountain is a forbidden area. Without Zhuque's approval, no one can enter.

The forbidden area is not big, it is just a huge cave.

The cave is divided into four layers. At this moment, there are two deep pools in the second layer.

Both of these deep pools emitted waves of white air, but after the white air floated to the top of the cave, it would undergo completely different changes.

The white air in one of the deep pools immediately turned into frost at the top and spread around. The other white air immediately turned into countless red dew and disappeared into the cliff at the top.

These two deep pools are cold and the other is flame!

The Cold Pond is taken from the 30,000-year ice water from Tianshuangxing. The Vermilion Bird Kingdom spent a huge price to get it back.

Yantan, the 30,000-year-old fire taken from Fire Flame Star, also cost a huge price.

Around the two pools, there are ninety-nine top-grade spirit stones, arranged into two different formations, emitting unimaginable spiritual power.

At this moment, among the two pools, a man and a woman were sitting cross-legged.

Men sit in the Yantan, while women sit in the Hantan! They all wear thin clothes and meditate and breathe.

The man is not handsome, but he has a hint of evil spirit. This aura is not annoying, but rather has an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

A woman's appearance is not bad at all compared to a red butterfly, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as her talent and national character. In addition, compared with her appearance, this woman has an inner charming aura, which adds more charming under the brilliance.

If Wang Lin was here, he would definitely think this woman looked familiar!

At this time, an old man with red light all over his body floated in from outside the cave and stopped in front of the two. The old man's appearance was exactly the same as the dirty old man who gave Wang Lin's straw hat back then, but the aura of the two was completely different, obviously not the same person!

After a long time, the old man said slowly:

"Dry wind!"

The man in the Yantan immediately opened his eyes, and his eyes became even more evil. When he saw the old man, his expression was as usual and said in a deep voice: "Gan Feng meets the ancestor."

"The red butterfly is in the secret room, go and swallow her spiritual power and artistic conception!" The old man in the red light, his voice was filled with vicissitudes of life.

The man's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice: "Red Butterfly? But the proud daughter of the snowy country..." When he said the proud daughter of the heaven, this person's lips were added, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"It is this woman whose heartless mood has made a breakthrough in the battle with Zeng Niu and is about to reach its first perfection, but she has not yet fully realized it. After you swallow it, there will be more heartlessness in the mind! In this way, the final victory will be more sure. This woman has been searching for many years and has been raised until now." The old man said slowly.

The man stood up and immediately bursts of white energy spread out from his body. He walked out of the Yantan, his eyes showing an evil light, and he said to himself: "Zeng Niu... I wonder if he can take the blow of my cultivation with his current cultivation level!"

"It's a pity for this girl Hongdie... I'm old, but I can't bear some things... Forget it, go." The old man sighed.

The man smiled slightly and said, "Old Ancestor, it's a pity that you every time. The title of Vermilion Bird will not arise from these external cultivators. There will be no one except me and my junior sister!"

As he said that, his body slowly dissipated and lost his trace.

In the secret room, Hongdie sat cross-legged and recovered her cultivation. After a long time, she opened her eyes and whispered: "Zeng Niu, next time, I will kill you!"

"I will fulfill this wish on your behalf!" A gentle voice suddenly appeared in the secret room.

"Who?" The red butterfly's eyes condensed.

The evil man walked out of nothingness. He glanced at Hongdie and smiled and said, "It's under the wind!" As he said that, he moved forward a little with his right hand casually.

The red butterfly's face changed, and he made a gesture with his left hand, and a red light suddenly spread out from his body.

The man shook his head, a hint of mockery appeared in his eyes, and his right finger did not stop. At a glance, the red light immediately collapsed, and his finger pressed against the middle of Hongdie's eyebrows.

Hongdie's body trembled and was about to struggle, but the man's fingers were like a mountain. After pressing down, she was powerless to resist.

"What are you going to do!!" Hongdie's eyes were so calm.

Qian Feng's eyes were filled with evil light, he bent down and whispered in Hongdie's ear: "I want your artistic conception and the four innate spirits..."

Hongdie’s master calculated the disaster of Hongdie, but unfortunately, he miscalculated the mistake of the disaster. It was not Wang Lin, but Qian Feng who brought the real disaster to Hongdie!

In the cave of the forbidden area, the old man in the red light sighed again.

"It's a pity... there is only one Zhuque." The old man glanced at him and landed on the woman in the cold pond, and said in a deep voice: "Liu Mei!"

The woman in the cold pond opened her eyes, looked at the old man with a calm eyes.

This woman is the Liu Mei from Tiandao Sect back then!

"You have experienced many countries' cultivation and realized the way of heaven. There is a clone in it. I worship the Xuandao Sect of Zhao State. But I still remember a man named Wang Lin? This Wang Lin is a disciple of the Hengyue Sect of Zhao State!" The old man said in a deep voice.

Liu Mei's eyes showed a thoughtful look. After a long time, she nodded and said softly: "I have some impressions, but not profound."

"That Zeng Niu is Wang Lin!"

There was no surprise in Liu Mei's eyes, but he just nodded quietly and said nothing.

"Originally, what I prepared for you was Zhou Yi of the Five Elements Sect. The infatuation of this son is rare in the world. If you can leave a figure in his heart and transform his infatuation into you... Unfortunately... this person is missing in the fairy world."

Liu Mei was silent.

"You will come out of the clearance today, and the Zeng Niu should be coming soon. No matter what method you use, you will leave your figure in his heart of Tao. Use this person as a furnace to achieve great success in your artistic conception. When the furnace is broken, your artistic conception of life and death will be controlled by you. In this way, you will have a better chance to take over the title of Vermilion Bird than Feng'er!" The old man glanced at Liu Mei and said.

Liu Mei sighed, bit her lower lip, and became silent.

"Hmm? You don't want to?" The old man's eyes flashed slightly, and he was threatening without anger.

"Disciple obey!" Liu Mei whispered.

The old man looked up and looked into the distance. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the cave and penetrate the distance, and landed on an old man who was gnawing chicken legs in a first-level cultivation country.

"Junior brother, among the four you chose, Zeng Niu is the weakest one. I will probably not mind if I make such arrangements!"

"I am going to retreat again. I hope you will succeed next time you leave the seclusion." After a long time, the old man withdrew his gaze, a red light flashed and disappeared into the cave.

Liu Mei stood up, her thin clothes pressed against her body, revealing a concave and exquisite figure. She sighed lightly, walked out of the cold pond, and with a wave of her right hand, a white mist rose from her body. After the mist dissipated, she revealed the peerless beauty inside.

The light pink robe is wrapped in a white gauze, revealing the beautiful neck and clearly visible collarbone. The pleats on the skirt are like snow and moonlight flowing on the ground, and are more than three feet away.

Three thousand black hairs were tied up with a hairband, a strand hanged on the chest, the skin was like snow, and the red door faintly appeared beside the cheeks created a charming and charming delicateness. The whole person was like a butterfly flying in the wind, and also like a clear and transparent ice and snow...

She is Liu Mei, which is more moving and beautiful than back then.

"Wang Lin...is the boy with a big sword in the Hengyue Sect?... Yes, he was the first person with clear eyes back then. Unexpectedly, in five hundred years, he had already walked into the eyes of the ancestor. This person is not simple..." Liu Mei sighed lightly and walked out of the cave.

"Let me have my figure in his heart, this matter is not difficult... but, do this, right..." Liu Mei's eyes showed a hint of confusion.

At this time, the evil man named Qian Feng floated from a distance, and behind him was a red butterfly.

However, the red butterfly's eyes showed a hollow color, and there was no vitality on its body, like a puppet.

Liu Mei's eyes were plain, and she glanced at Hongdie without saying anything.

Qian Feng fell three feet away in front of Liu Mei, smiled slightly, showed her white teeth, and said gently: "Junior sister, are you going to get out of seclusion?"

Liu Mei nodded and said softly: "Senior Brother Qianfeng, is the person behind you Hongdie?"

Qian Feng smiled and said, "Hongdie is dead. She is my concubine's furnace and cauldron. Her name is Jueqing."

Liu Mei looked at the red butterfly carefully, and a trace of unbearance flashed in her eyes. She sighed and left the cave entrance. She knew that the vitality and artistic conception of the red butterfly had completely disappeared and had completely become a puppet of Qian Feng.

A generation of beautiful girls ended up like this, and she felt a little sad. Over the years, Hongdie was the third person to have been devoured by artistic conception and vitality. Every time she swallowed one, Qian Feng's cultivation will increase a lot.

In order to cultivate the future Suzaku, the ancestor was desperate.

Qian Feng's eyes flashed with evil light, staring at Liu Mei's back, and whispered: "Junior sister, sooner or later, you will become my concubine! You are heartless, what do you think?"
Chapter completed!