Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

The huge manor that was still shrouded in clouds and fog before has gradually changed. This change also has an opportunity, which started when Zuofeng fell into the huge whirlpool.

At this time, the sky at the top of the lake had changed again, and the mist surged again, and then began to gather and push together. There is no breeze blowing in this process, it is completely an autonomous operation process of the fog. This scene is very strange, but no one here can see it.

Of course, this was strictly a "person". If the black mist was regarded as a "person", he would be able to see it with his own eyes.

It's just that the black mist didn't seem to care about it. The black mist just hovered at the top of the whirlpool in the lake, refusing to leave for a long time, always observing the changes in the whirlpool. It seemed that he did not give up, as if he hoped that Zuo Feng would be able to bear the pressure and float again. Even if Zuo Feng's body floated, he would be willing to see it.

But the lake quickly calmed down, and the entire lake gradually became calm, as if nothing had happened before. This process actually took just a moment. Such a large whirlpool calmed down so quickly. The same weird scene happened in such a garden, but it didn't seem weird at all.

After observing the black mist for a long time, the entire black mist suddenly trembled violently for several times, followed by a series of rapid coughs from the black mist. When a coughing sound came from the black mist, the trembling of the black mist also became more intense, and then the entire black mist became somewhat thinner.

The black mist did not dare to stay any longer, but quickly moved towards the pavilion on the edge of the cliff. At this time, the dense mist has turned into a tornado-like existence due to pushing and rotating each other. This was very similar to the scene when they appeared, except this time it was exactly the opposite.

At this time, the sky seemed to have sent tentacles one after another, continuously absorbing the fog in the air, causing them to spin back into the sky again.

This strange scene seemed as if it had never happened before. Not a single plant or tree in the garden seemed to have changed at all. The gate of the courtyard has been closed tightly, as if Zuo Feng has never been here. Compared with when Zuo Feng first came here, only the pavilion remained with a black mist.

At this time, the black mist coughed violently several times again, and then the black mist began to stretch and twist, with the surrounding areas converging toward the middle, and the top slowly rising. If you look from the side at this time, the black mist has begun to gradually take on a human form, as if the black mist is constantly flowing out of a person's body.

The black mist's body was slightly bent due to coughing. After finally calming down, the black figure gradually straightened its body. If Zuo Feng were here, he would realize that this black shadow is very similar to the figure carved on the white jade wall that he saw earlier. It's just that the black fog shrouding the black figure at this moment makes it difficult to see clearly, but the temperament between the two is somewhat similar.

The figure turned into black smoke has stood on the edge of the cliff for a long time. Standing in the pavilion looks very natural, as if it has been standing here for hundreds or thousands of years, as if it has been integrated with the scenery.

Suddenly, the black mist let out a long sigh, and this sigh contained a heavy feeling of exhaustion. Then the black mist surged and he said to himself.

"Hey, after planning for so long, there are still loopholes. Could it be that God is really going to fail me? It was you, the Fourth God, who ruined my good deeds at a critical moment in the past, and it's you who ruined my good deeds again this time. "

The black shadow stretched out his hand, as if pointing at the sky and yelling. But the next moment, he murmured to himself slumped again: "It's not God, it's not this thief God, it's my poor plan, it's my original plan that wasn't thorough enough."

The black figure shouted angrily at one moment, and then seemed to be falling into deep self-blame at the other. If this black shadow were replaced by an ordinary person at this time, most people would think it was a crazy old man. But there was a black mist in front of him talking to himself like this, but it was difficult for normal people to comment on it.

After the black mist was agitated for a while, it finally seemed to calm down. He subconsciously started talking to himself again, and his voice seemed much calmer when he spoke this time.

"If I read it correctly, that person just now should be a young man, or a young man. This, what is going on, the mansion has been set up, and at least a warrior who has reached the late stage of Qi Sensing can enter. , this young man definitely does not have the ability to enter the mansion.

But being able to come here shows that he has indeed completed the first step, but those who can complete the first step must be in the realm of refining the gods. How can such a young man be a strong person in the God-Refining Stage? Could it be that during my absence, there were already strong people of this age in the God-Refining Stage on this continent?

Impossible, absolutely impossible, there must be something wrong, but what exactly is the problem? Why! "

Afterwards, the black mist seemed really confused. After letting out a long sigh, the black mist finally started to move.

But he said again: "But it doesn't matter. If it's a young man, it's better than I expected. I should be happy now. If he continues, he will definitely come here again. I just need to be more patient. After all these years, am I still afraid of waiting a little longer?

It's just that I spent quite a lot this time, I'm afraid it will take me some time to recover. I also need to re-adjust this whole garden, and next time, don't make any mistakes. Boy, I will get you!"

If someone nearby heard the last sentence, they would probably subconsciously feel a chill on their backs. The voice was obviously an old man, and it was okay that the old man was Long Yang, but it was inevitable that people like Zuo Feng's age would feel a little disgusting. However, if Zuo Feng was here, he would understand that what the other party needed was his body, which was why he didn't even want to give his body to the other party even when he died.

While talking to himself, the black fog slowly drifted away, and the direction it went was not the small stone house when Zuo Feng met it.

Just when this group of black fog was re-planning, Zuo Feng fell into a deep sleep. At this time, his body was injured everywhere, and the last one was the injury after the left hand and right knee were broken. However, the bones in these two places have been connected, At the same time, he also applied excellent medicine.

If Zuo Feng could take a look at his hands and legs at this time, he would find that the bone-setting technique was absolutely top-notch. Just as Zuo Feng had judged at the beginning, because the fracture was very crisp, if the bone-setting technique was proper, the healed bone would be even tougher than before it was broken.

Looking at the serious injuries on Zuo Feng's body at this time, anyone who saw it would think that the injury was really serious. But what no one knew was that Zuo Feng had just experienced another battle between heaven and man, and he also survived a disaster.

When Zuo Feng woke up from a deep sleep again, he found a man guarding the bed next to him. The man looked a little tired and was dozing, but Zuo Feng didn't know this person, so he couldn't help but take a closer look at him. Then he observed the surroundings carefully.

He found that this was a slightly luxurious tent, and the decoration inside the tent was also gorgeous, as if it belonged to some noble person. He could feel that he was lying on a soft bed, and he was covered with a thick quilt. A faint fragrance went straight into his heart, making him feel extremely comfortable.

Zuo Feng wanted to see where this place was, so he reluctantly raised his head and looked around, but as soon as he moved, he felt a sharp pain in his body.

"Hiss"

As soon as Zuo Feng moved, he immediately gasped from his teeth, because it was too painful.

The man who was originally dozing reacted quickly, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zuo Feng. Zuo Feng was a little confused, because the handsome man looked at him with a look of There was a hint of vigilance, as if he was alert to something.

When Zuo Feng woke up, he found himself lying on the bed, and his injuries had obviously been treated, so he instinctively guessed that he should have been saved. But now seeing that the man looked at him with a bit of vigilance, he also felt a little strange.

Although he couldn't figure out whether the previous experience in the manor was really happening to him or a nightmare he had when he was seriously injured. But he knew that this was the real him at this moment, because he could feel his strength in the early stage of muscle tempering.

The other party's vigilance immediately aroused Zuo Feng's vigilance. He wanted to be on guard against the other party, but now he found it difficult to move his fingers, let alone put on a defensive posture.

"You, are you okay now?"

The other party found that Zuo Feng had no other abnormalities, and suddenly spoke as if relieved. But when he spoke, Zuo Feng immediately heard who this person was. The handsome man spoke in a voice close to that of a woman. She was the leader of the second group of warriors who came to fight against the Guiling Sect and Chengjia when he was lying on the ground. She was also the "woman" with extremely high Qinggong.

Although he could think that the person who had always been thought to be a woman was actually the man in front of him, Zuo Feng couldn't help but get his hair standing on end.

"Miss, this kid is awake."

The man shouted loudly with a unique "woman's" voice. After only a few breaths, a pretty figure opened the tent and walked in.

"Waking up, how do you feel?"

"It's you, Su Yan."

The woman asked anxiously as soon as she came in, but Zuo Feng subconsciously called out her name at the first sight of her. It turned out to be Su Yan who had been missing in Tushan City for several days.