"Say." Nangong Wenlin said lightly, while Nangong Jiguang on his side was quite unhappy. Nangong Jiguang didn't know the situation at that time, but it was a definite fact that his sister died for this person.

Feng Yun didn't care about Nangong Jiguang's hostility, even if the entire Nangong family couldn't tolerate him.

"May I ask my seniors, how long can Jiao'er hold on?" Feng Yun didn't answer, but asked Nangong Shankong again.

"Your ice coffin is very good, if the old man and others apply the magic circle, the specific time is hard to say, but five years should be no problem." Nangong Shankong replied in a deep voice, sealing the blood coffin of Nangong Jiao'er, even he had to admire, if it wasn't Nangong Jiao'er.

Five years! I can't say long or short.

So after Feng Yun took a deep breath, he opened his mouth to interrupt the grief of Nangong Wenlin and the others.

"After that, the junior wants to leave for a while, and if he still doesn't come back within three years, then the junior has died. At that time, I don't want to be buried with Jiao'er, but only that the head of the family can bury this thing in a place where Jiao'er can be seen. ”

After that, Feng Yun took out his Rakshasa ghost face from the treasure bag, he wore it when he met Nangong Jiao'er for the first time, although he hadn't worn it for a long time, it could be regarded as his token.

Nangong Wenlin didn't pick it up, but Nangong Jiguang roared angrily: "What do you mean!" My sister just died for you, and you are thinking about leaving now! You can come and leave when you want to be on Baixian Island, right? Not to mention that he has been accompanying Nangong Jiao'er for the last five years, he actually planned to leave immediately, which can no longer be described by the word "cool", it is simply shameless!

As for the broken mask, in Nangong Jiguang's eyes, it was completely Feng Yun's excuse.

Seeing this, Feng Yun was not angry or anxious, but looked at Nangong Wenlin seriously: "Since the Nangong family has no way to save the son, the younger generation can only hope elsewhere." ”

"What do you mean? Could it be that Dan is ...... secluded"

Nangong Wenlin closed his mouth before he finished speaking. The meaning of Feng Yun's words was already very clear, he was going to find a way to treat the best child, Nangong Wenlin's first thought was naturally Feng Yun's master Dan Youjun, but then he thought about what Feng Yun said before, "Death and death", which obviously means that this trip will be extremely dangerous, if it is to find Dan Youjun, where will there be danger.

Moreover, the Nangong family could only be helpless, and Nangong Wenlin didn't think that Danyoujun, who had become a ghost immortal, could really come up with a way.

Just as Nangong Wenlin thought, Feng Yun immediately shook his head, and then said in a solemn voice: "The juniors are not sure about this matter, but they have to try." After finishing speaking, he kowtowed three times towards Nangong Wenlin and Lin Anxin.

"Thank you for your kindness, it's just ...... Jiao'er has waited for me for too long, and I have waited for her for too long. ”

As soon as these words came out, Nangong Jiguang didn't react, but Nangong Wenlin and the others immediately understood what Feng Yun meant, and the vicissitudes and exhaustion in those words may only be experienced by them, the "old men" who have experienced the world. For a while, the room was silent as if it was blowing a 10,000-year-old snowstorm.

After a long time, Nangong Wenlin sighed, and then waved his hand to capture the ghost face that Feng Yun had placed on the ground.

"I won't stop you, and I won't ask you where you're going, but I hope you can meet your master before you go."

Nangong Wenlin knew that he couldn't persuade Feng Yun, so he had to pin this matter on Feng Yun's master, Dan Youjun, even if he had thousands of grief and anger in his heart, he couldn't watch the person his daughter save with her life just like this.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Feng Yun's mouth, and then he stood up, he looked at the beauty in the ice coffin for a long time, as if he wanted to deeply sink that face in his heart, in fact, there was no need to engrave it at all, it had long been erased, but he couldn't see enough.

Feng Yun didn't say anything more, bowed to Nangong Wenlin and the others, and then turned around and left here, entrusting Jiao'er to her father, he had nothing to worry about.

After Feng Yun left, Nangong Jiguang asked Nangong Wenlin: "Father, those ...... you said earlier" At this moment, he also had some recollection, at least from the conversation between his father and Feng Yun, the relationship between Feng Yun and his sister did not seem to be simple?

"This is your sister's secret, and I don't know much about my father, I only know that she has been looking for someone, a person who is only in her memory."

Hearing this, Nangong Hongfei, who was not far away, also remembered the drunken conversation with Feng Yun before, "What if it's before?" Thinking of this, some thoughts suddenly flooded into my heart, but those were no longer important.

"Hey......"

Feng Yun, who walked out of the inner house, did not leave immediately, but found Mo Lu and handed him a letter.

"I have something to leave for a while, and I ask you to send this letter to my master and his old man on my behalf."

Feng Yun smiled lightly, but that smile made Mo Lu's heart stagnate, he slowly took the envelope, then looked at Feng Yun and said, "You want to ...... Come back safely. He had too many things to ask Feng Yun about Nangong Jiao'er's situation, where Feng Yun was going and what he was going to do at this time, but when the question came to his lips, it suddenly turned into a wish.

Feng Yun didn't say anything, just smiled and patted Mo Lu on the shoulder.

……

Half a month later, Feng Yun did not go to see his master, the ghost old man, as Nangong Wenlin said. He didn't have time, to be more precise, he didn't know how much time he had left, he didn't dare to waste time going to the Xun Domain or even the Earthquake Domain to go around again, so he could only write everything on the letter, if it was really unfortunate, he only hoped that the master would not be too sad, and Huaiyi would not be too sad.

Since he can't sleep together in life, it is not a pity for him to die together.

Looking at the billowing white mist in front of him, Feng Yun once again felt his insignificance, and only in such a great place might he be able to find a way beyond the reach of manpower!

"Then let's try it."

After saying that, Feng Yun took a deep breath and ran the Liangyi Xuanshen Treasure Sutra according to his apprehensive mood. In an instant, the black and white mist emanated from his body at the same time, and the two breaths were diametrically opposite but strangely intertwined, entangled around Feng Yun, and the wheels were still reciprocating, living and destroying each other, if someone saw this scene nearby at this moment, they would definitely be so shocked that they couldn't raise their jaws.

At the moment when the black and white qi appeared, the white mist that spread across the sky in front of Feng Yun actually fluctuated slightly! You must know that this is not another place, but the most mysterious, bizarre, and inviolable place on Jiuzhou - the Ancestral Temple of Zhongzhou!

As early as after entering the ancestral temple back then, Feng Yun had always guessed about this place, since he could walk freely in the ancestral temple, would it be easy to pass through the white mist that isolated the ancestral temple?

As he expected, he slowly lifted his feet, and then slowly stepped into the fog. According to the rumors heard by Feng Yun, it was said that during the time when the ancestral sacrifice was not held, this vast white mist would completely isolate the ancestral temple from the world, and even if it was overhauled at the top, it could only remove the white fog to a certain extent, but it could not go deep into the white mist to reach the place where the ancestral temple was located.

And now, Feng Yun easily stepped into the white mist without exerting any strength!

In this white mist, Feng Yun couldn't help but think of the situation in the ancestral temple, he was also unable to detect his divine sense, and he also seemed to have a huge force, which made him suspect that this white mist and the fog in the ancestral temple were actually one. However, the only difference is that the spiritual energy inside the ancestral temple is very abundant, but there is not much spiritual energy felt in the white mist outside.

Divine sense and the naked eye are useless, and Feng Yun, who is overhauling the Creation Realm, can only move forward in the direction of his memory, but fortunately, his pace is extremely fast, and it is not a problem to cross mountains and mountains, and he has already approached his destination in a few days.

The deeper he went, the denser the white mist became, and in the end, Feng Yun couldn't see his five fingers, and he couldn't even know if there were stones under his feet blocking the way, so he kicked against the wall.

Even if he had the foundation of a body refining cultivator, Feng Yun couldn't help but cover his toes for a long time, the general wall was afraid that he would have been kicked and shattered, and only the walls of the ancestral temple would harden like this, but compared to his own toes, he was still more worried about whether the kicked ancestral temple would suddenly get angry and teach him a lesson about the fanatics who didn't tell him.

Fortunately, after waiting for a long time, there was no heavenly punishment, so Feng Yun breathed a sigh of relief. Now that he has found the wall, it will be much faster to find the gate, although the ancestral temple is extremely majestic, but Feng Yun is not stupid, he is optimistic about the direction before entering the fog, although there are some errors on the road, but this error cannot be too big, so after a while, he came to the gate that he had entered once.

Although it was the second time he had visited, he still wanted to say that this gate was too small compared to the huge and incomparable ancestral temple.

After a while, Feng Yun put away all the thoughts in his heart, he didn't come here to play.

"Wait, wait for me!" No matter what the outcome of the day is, he will return to his beloved, either alive or dead.

Feng Yun came to the door, but instead of trying to push the door, he sat directly in front of the door, then closed his eyes and concentrated, and put his mind into a place he hadn't been going to for a long time.

Within the Book of the Two Rites.

The familiar empty hall, as soon as he entered Feng Yun, he felt the four lines of sight coming from afar, even though he had already stepped into the realm of creation, but under the gaze of the four elephant patterns, he still felt heaviness.

"Hehehe, it's a rare guest."

With an old laugh, the four elephant patterns suddenly closed their eyes, and the pressure on Feng Yun's body also disappeared, but the pressure on his body was gone, and the pressure in his heart suddenly appeared.

The place he wants to go to has never been the ancestral temple, but here, but the chess old man who gave him the "Liangyi Xuanshen Treasure Sutra"!

After walking for a while, Feng Yun saw the familiar figure of the old man, who was still sitting on the futon, holding the chess pieces in his hand, playing against himself on the chess scale in front of him, and that appearance seemed to be unchanged after thousands of years or ten thousand years.