infinite power system

Chapter 91 Old Mountains and Rivers (Part [-])
Tang Feng had already bid farewell to the God King in White and Ye Fan before returning to the Holy City, and just like that, he and An Miaoyi took the jade boat and drifted for half a day.

Thousands of miles of terracotta, desolate and lonely.

An Miaoyi stood at the head of the jade boat, waving her jade arms lightly, her eyes were very complicated, she just watched Tang Feng quietly, step by step, disappearing into the vast and boundless sky.

"If I betray the Tathagata, I shall not betray you."

"But... I am a wandering person, whether I owe the Tathagata or not, I can't help myself."

An Miaoyi was sighing, she naturally understood Tang Feng's intentions, but in the end it was still up to her fate.

The construction of the space channel is completed, and Tang Feng's trip to cover the sky this time ends here.

hum.

The void trembled slightly, like a piece of brocade, suddenly wrinkled, and Tang Feng was swallowed by the wrinkle.

After simply taking a deep breath, Tang Feng left Tianxuanmen.

When he went to the Shrouding World, Song Qingci told him that the ancient battlefield would open in nine days.

Now in the past three days, there is still a few days' journey from Tianxuanmen to Fufeng City, so no one is waiting for Tang Feng to go with him.

"Speed ​​up a bit, and I can still visit Old Man Zhou and Xiao Porridge first. I don't know if they are doing well now."

Tang Feng murmured, stepping on a godly step, leaving behind a few afterimages, the speed was astonishingly fast.

Fufeng City is just a small town, not too big, but because it is close to Tianxuan Gate, it is considered prosperous on weekdays.

In recent days, this town has become even more overcrowded, and most of the people passing through are monks.

"Oh, I don't know what happened to Mr. Tang, but don't let anything happen."

Old man Zhou sat at the door of the tavern, looking at the sunset in the sky, and sighed softly.

In the past few days, someone had come to investigate the whereabouts of Yao Hai, He Ming, and Zhao Yi. Although most people in Fufeng City remained silent, it was hard to say that some people would confess to Tang Feng.

"Those people are big shots in Tianxuanmen, Mr. Tang, you must never come here again."

Uncle Zhou prayed silently in his heart. Seeing that the sun was about to set and few people looked down on his small tavern, he stood up and planned to close the door to rest.

However, just as he turned around, a mellow voice suddenly sounded.

"Uncle Zhou, I see you are here."

Tang Feng smiled, he was very fast, and arrived at Fufeng City one day earlier, with fine wine in his hand, he came to visit Uncle Zhou specially.

"Young master Tang, why are you here?" Old man Zhou frowned with panic in his eyes.

Seeing this, Tang Feng had a bad premonition in his heart, and hurried into the tavern with Uncle Zhou to inquire about the situation.

"There is an old man who investigated the cause of Yao Hai's death?"

Tang Feng frowned. It has been a while since Yao Hai died, and he didn't expect that Tianxuanmen is still investigating.

However, he was not worried, Yao Hai should be punished for practicing the devil art, as for He Ming and Zhao Yi, in Yurou Township, they also deserve to die.

"By the way, what about Xiao Porridge, why didn't you see her?"

Putting this matter aside for now, Tang Feng looked around the tavern several times, but he didn't see the little girl.

A look of longing also appeared on Uncle Zhou's face, and he said, "Porridge, I was taken away."

"who is it?"

Tang Feng's expression changed immediately, Xiao Porridge was ill-fated, and he would not tolerate anyone hurting this poor little girl again.

Uncle Zhou waved his hand to signal Tang Feng to stay calm and said with a smile:

"Mr. Tang, don't be nervous. The person who took the porridge away doesn't look like a bad guy."

"That person told me that he took a fancy to Zhou Congee's talent and wanted to make Zhou Congee a female fairy. He also said that he would bring Zhou Congee back to see me every few years."

Tang Feng lowered his brows, female fairy, this is just a joke, if just one person can make a person become a fairy, then this world is not full of fairy?
In addition, he was also wondering, how could Uncle Zhou trust a stranger so easily without being foolish, how could Zhou Congee be so reluctant to part with Uncle Zhou, how could he agree to leave with that person?

"Old man, did that person cast some enchanting spell on you?" Tang Feng asked worriedly.

Uncle Zhou shook his head, with a kind smile on his old face, he said:
"Young Master Tang, the reason why Zhou Porridge agreed to go with that person is because that person promised that he would not let me die until she became a female immortal."

"Besides, Zhou Porridge also said that in the future, I will help Mr. Tang deal with the villains, and I want to return your candied haws, Mr. Tang."

Tang Feng's heart suffocated, he didn't expect Zhou Porridge to have such thoughts, and wanted to repay his kindness.

He quietly stretched out a ray of divine sense to check the body of old man Zhou, and the result shocked him.

There is a secret power in Uncle Zhou's body, which maintains Uncle Zhou's vitality, at least prolonging Uncle Zhou's lifespan by ten years.

"This kind of method is very against the sky."

Tang Feng was amazed, he was devoured by the holy spear for ten years in the world of shrouding the sky, and it was the peerless god king himself who made up for his ten years of life.

Now, the ten-year lifespan in Uncle Zhou's body is similar to the heaven-defying means of the god king.

"In other words, this person is at least at the level of the white-clothed god king?"

Tang Feng frowned. There are not many such people in this world. He only knows a few of them. Who would be the one who took away the porridge?
"Uncle Zhou, what does that man look like?"

Tang Feng asked, but the old man Zhou was vague, because after the man took away the porridge, the memory of that person in his mind became more and more blurred, and finally disappeared.

Knowing this situation, Tang Feng couldn't calm down anymore.

This kind of method can be said to reach the sky, and even the few figures he had expected before may not have such a cultivation base.

"By the way, Mr. Tang, before he left, he left a picture scroll, saying it was for you."

After being infused with the secret power, Old Man Zhou became more energetic, and took out a picture scroll from the bottom of the box very quickly.

The material of the picture scroll is very ordinary, just common rice paper, and there is no spiritual power fluctuation, let alone any Taoist rhyme.

However, when Tang Feng spread out the scroll, he was stunned.

On the picture scroll, there is a miserable and dilapidated scene.

Dilapidated palaces, collapsed walls, clumps of weeds, and... the sky-high flames.

The ground was scorched black, countless corpses were scattered on the ground, and countless remnants of soldiers were inserted obliquely in the mountain of corpses.

The country has broken mountains and rivers, and the city has deep grass and trees.

This picture scroll depicts a scene of a subjugated country, a real old mountain and river!
"Who is that person, and why did he leave me such a picture scroll?"

Tang Feng was in doubt. This picture scroll was so realistic that he had a sense of being there and felt the desolation and despair in the painting.

"Old mountains and rivers..."

Tang Feng was speechless, and unexpectedly caught a glimmer of inspiration at this moment.

Before the exile, there was a slovenly old man in the Qingjin Temple, who passed on three swords to him, and the second sword was called - Shocking the Old Mountains and Rivers.

(End of this chapter)