Chapter 465: Human Resources and Debts

With a strange scream, Wuqi drew an arc and flew towards the small land block.

The strong wind along the way brought countless wind swords to sway around, but when Wuqi passed by, the strong wind flowed through his body, like a lover's gentle little hand stroking Wuqi, without causing any harm to him. Not only that, the strong wind also injected a lively and lively force into his body, allowing Wuqi to easily control his body, like a swimming fish in the water, flying lightly through the nearly a hundred-mile storm circle, and landed safely on the small land block.

Feng Hui cried out in a 'gulp' and gently patted Feng Qing Erniang with his wings.

Feng Qing's second wife rolled her eyes and slapped Feng Huihui hard and slapped her: "If you dare to run around again, you will be killed by those mortals. Mom will no longer care about you! Alas, if a mother brings someone to him, and the blood of the wind will help him control the strong wind. As long as your luck is not too bad, the treasure of this ancient immortal will naturally belong to him!"

Feng Huiyun spread his wings and looked disapproving. His body shrank, and the big bird with a wings span of ten miles shrank to the size of a fist, like a chick, jumped and landed on Feng Qing Erniang's shoulder, screaming "cuckoo", constantly pecking Feng Qing Erniang's earlobe with his mouth.

Feng Qing Er Niang snorted coldly, grabbed Feng Huihui in his hand, and then held Feng Huihui with both hands and pressed him hard! Feng Huihui opened his mouth and screamed, and rolled his eyes with his feet. Feng Qing Er Niang snorted and scolded Feng Huihui in a mess.

Wuqi landed on the land block. The land block, which originally looked only about a thousand miles long from a distance, suddenly became extremely huge. Wuqi opened the divine eyes of the sky and looked into the distance. The far edge of the horizon was about tens of thousands of miles away from him. This was a space restriction set by a powerful immortal. This land block was not as dull as it seemed.

The spiritual consciousness carefully spread around, and Wuqi sensed the wind solidified in the air around him. Just like the flowing water condensed into ice, the strong wind also condensed in the air on this land. Wuqi's spiritual consciousness can even outline the outline of a storm in the air. All the storms solidified in the air, invisible and shadowless. Only the spiritual consciousness can sense their existence.

He stretched out his hand carefully, and Wuqi gently touched the solidified wind blocking the road in front of him. The air rippled in green, and Wuqi sensed a desolate and lonely mood in the solidified wind. The strong wind blood that had just merged into his body made Wuqi feel a sense of compassion for the solidified wind out of thin air. Wuqi sighed softly: "Do you really want to dance?"

The wind should be free and unrestrained and soaring between heaven and earth, and should not be frozen alone in the air, unable to move, or free. Wuqi's heart moved slightly, and a wind shot out from his fingertips and merged into the solidified wind in front of him.

The entire continent suddenly came alive, and the air suddenly fluctuated violently. The strong wind blew from all directions. Wuqi's body was lifted by the strong wind and danced lightly in the air. The flowers, plants and trees that were originally solidified on the land danced with the wind, and these plants and trees suddenly became more angry. The breath of life quickly emanated from these plants and trees and gradually spread throughout the continent.

The strong wind lifted Wuqi up and flew towards the palace in the middle. Wuqi landed lightly in front of the palace gate. The strong wind was like a big hand pushing Wuqi behind his back and pushing him into the palace.

The palace is built with green jade. There were several halls, but now most of the other halls have collapsed, leaving only broken walls, which looks very desolate. Only the hall in the middle is still standing, but the roof of the hall in the middle is made of thin transparent green jade tiles has penetrated dozens of holes the size of a water tank, exuding a dilapidated atmosphere.

The strong wind pushed Wuqi into the hall, and suddenly lit up in front of him. The green wind rolled against the ground, making Wuqi roll all over his clothes. From the outside, it looked like the interior space of the hall, which covers only about acres, was a hundred miles long and wide. There were thousands of giant jade pillars standing in the hall, with countless patterns of wind storm clouds carved on it, and all the pillars seemed to be flowing with the wind.

The ceiling of the hall is a mysterious Zhoutian Star Map. The black sky curtain and bright stars all look no different from the real sky. However, due to the dozens of holes on the roof, this Zhoutian Star Map also reveals dozens of large holes about a diameter. The faint sky light penetrates into the hall from the hole, making the star map obscure.

A powerful force maintains the operation of certain restrictions in the hall, so that the mustard space in the hall can be maintained stable. Wuqi looked at the dozens of huge holes above his head, and then looked at the still intact ring space around him. He could only sigh in secret that this place is worthy of being the residence of Taiyi Jinxian. It is indeed extremely magical. Even if it has fallen, the mystery here is still something that Wuqi can see through.

The strong wind blew Wuqi and pushed him forward.

At the end of the hall, a faint hazy figure was sitting cross-legged on a cloud bed carved from white jade. Wuqi probably saw that this was an old man who described a clear and energetic, with his eyes as bright as the sun. But the breath from this figure made Wuqi know that this old man was not even considered a residual soul, and he was not as good as the mysterious gold jellyfish that had left a ray of soul. This was a completely projection.

This is a stitch left by the huge and immense power of the fallen Taiyi Golden Immortal in the trajectory of the heavenly path. It is not a real life form, but it is a projection of the Taiyi Golden Immortal after all. Even if the master has fallen, relying on various prohibitions in the hall, this projection also has extremely powerful power.

Wuqi walked forward and bowed to the projection: "Senior, boy Wuqi, you are polite here."

The projector opened his eyes and stared at Wuqi, and asked in a low voice: "Are you a good person?"

Wuqi was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head resolutely: "Boy, you can't be considered a good person. But you can't be considered a bad person. If you don't offend me, I won't offend me. If you offend me, you will think hard day and night, and you will have to take revenge. Boy, you are not a good person!"

Projection smiled indifferently and nodded, "It's good if you're not a good person! Good people will suffer losses in this world!"

He sighed softly, and the projection looked at Wuqi for a while, and whispered: "Do you have any kindness to the Dafeng clan?"

Wuqi nodded and told him everything about saving Feng Xun. He instinctively realized that it was useless to lie in front of this projection. This hall was completely controlled by this projection. In this hall, the projection was an omnipotent god. If Wuqi said a lie, he would immediately be attacked by the restricted one-way force in the hall.

After listening to Wuqi's story, the projection smiled: "Then, what do you think the wind represents?"

Wuqi pondered for a moment and frowned and said, "Wind, free! The free-flowing air evolved into wind!"

He applauded gently, and projected sighed: "Yes, the core spirit of wind is freedom. I have always adhered to the way of freedom, and then I have comprehended the mystery of wind between heaven and earth, and finally achieved the true fruit of Taiyi Jinxian. However, the Eastern Green Emperor sent the ancient god Feng Bo to come to the door and asked me to join the Eastern Heavenly Court to serve, how could I be willing to let others drive him?"

Dongfang Qingdi? Wuqi took a deep breath of air conditioning.

The projection sighed: "I rejected the Qing Emperor's edict. The ten wind gods, ten rain gods, ten thunder gods, and ten electric gods under the Qing Emperor's throne and attacked. Forty ancient gods joined forces. I severely injured the Feng Shen Seven, the Rain God Three, the Thunder God Two, and the Lightning God One, but the Qing Emperor personally beat a stick behind his back and fell."

He sighed and said, "If your strength is achieved in the future, can you avenge me?"

Frowning and thinking for a while, Wuqi said frankly: "Do your best, if there is danger, I will not risk avenging you."

Projection smiled, and he nodded seriously and said, "This is very true, I am very happy. It's so good. In a big battle, most of my treasures were shattered. What you leave here are useless things. If you like, just take them away. There is only a song of great wind, which is what I have learned throughout my life; a fur and great wind, which is transformed by my wings that fell off when I transformed into Taiyi Jinxian. I will leave these two things to you!"

With a faint smile, the projection said in a very blunt way: "Freedom, but I projection is trapped here, how can it be considered freedom? After you take these things, there will be no trace of me in the world. It will be completely clean and eliminate all the bundles. This is the true freedom!"

With a wave of his hand, a blue wind roared out of the middle of the cloud bed, hitting Wuqi's eyebrows and quickly blended into his body.

Wuqi only felt a cold current spread out from the sea of ​​consciousness, and endless mystery about the strong wind suddenly appeared in front of him. All the secrets about the strong wind that the fallen Taiyi Jinxian obtained through hard work throughout his life belonged to Wuqi.

At the same time, wisps of blue wind like smoke and mist floated out on the giant jade pillars around. Countless green winds gradually merged and converged on Wuqi's head, and gradually turned into a light blue wind shadow. A big wind as big as a fist flew out of the wind shadow and gently rotated around Wuqi for several rounds.

Wuqi bit the tip of his tongue and carefully vomited out a mouthful of his own essence and blood. The strong wind hesitated for a while, and flapped his wings and rushed to the point of his own essence and blood spitting out, swallowing the mouthful of essence and blood into his stomach. The wind shadow above Wuqi's head suddenly turned into a green light and fell on Wuqi's body. The Taoist robe on his body was shattered, a fur was like smoke and fog, without thickness or weight, but the green Taoist robe that could be seen with the naked eye was steadily put on Wuqi.

The little big wind whistled and got into Taoist Yi and fell asleep. Wuqi suddenly received the message from the spirit of the Dafeng Tianyi weapon - in the battle that year, Dafeng Tianyi suffered a severe injury, and at this moment it was only the grade of the medium-grade immortal weapon. He is now willing to help Wuqi, but if he wants to restore the power of his original Taiyi Immortal Treasure, Wuqi still needs to slowly nourish and recover in the future.

Wuqi nodded secretly, and he bowed deeply to the projection.

The projection smiled indifferently, and a large number of blue light spots spewed out from his body, gradually integrating into Wuqi's body.

The powerful wind spirit breath poured into Wuqi's body, and every Wuqi cell was filled with huge wind spirit power.

After half an hour, the projection finally disappeared. Wuqi kowtowed to the cloud bed a few times, and then walked out of the hall door.

"There is another extra debt to favors. Dongfang Qingdi! It's hard to deal with the name!"
Chapter completed!