"No, I should have avoided suspicion." Feng Yishu whispered, "What's more, Mo Zuhe is still needed now, so I'd better be there."

Chen Heng didn't persuade him anymore.

Don’t make the journey and stop and stop all the way, and finally stop on a forest full of trees.

At this time, this place had become a sea of ​​fire. In the center of the fire, a huge cedar was split in half. The burning black smoke continued to rise from the ground. Chen Heng, Feng Yishu and others followed the footsteps of the monster in the fire and soon found two suspicious small mounds of soil in an open space.

Don't fall next to a pile of soil and gently pat the ground with your front paws.

“…buried?”

Chen Heng covered his nose with one hand and approached to check.

That's right, the land of this tomb is still moist and new mud, and it is obvious that it has just entered the soil.

"Why is there a grave next to it?"

"Dig it all out and see." Chen Heng frowned and ordered.

The fire around him turned everyone's faces red. Feng Yishu didn't take action, but just stood quietly beside Mo Zu and watched. Before he could recover from what he had heard before, he suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong in the scene in front of him.

The person who was digging the grave quickly felt some changes.

Something seemed to be collapsing under this new grave.

The collapse was extremely slight at first, and the digger even mistakenly thought it was caused by the shock caused by the shovel in his hand. However, soon, the scope of the collapse suddenly expanded, and everyone was shocked and quickly retreated.

This scene is like something below the ground was suddenly dragged deeper into the mountain, and everything on the surface was sunk inward at any time. In a panic, someone's shovel fell on the ground, and the shovel quickly followed the waves of the land and sank down until it disappeared.

A sound that made the scalp numb sound came from the ground, and the mountain was pulling and swallowing like a living thing.

After the ground calmed down, everyone waited for a long time.

Chen Heng quickly glanced at everyone - fortunately, everyone reacted in time.

"Are you okay?" he asked loudly.

Everyone responded with trembling.

They did not surround again until the surrounding fires gradually faded in the snowy night.

The small mound of soil that had previously stood on the surface has now become a rugged crack, like a sunken scar.

Everyone looked at Chen Heng, "Do you still want to... dig again?"

Chen Heng stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the shovel."

After taking the shovel, Chen Heng dug his own grave. He moved very quickly, and not long after, a deep pit with one person appeared on the ground.

The old tomb next to it was also dug out at the same time - but there was nothing there except a blind stick.

This time, no fluctuations occurred on the ground.

...

...

"This is...the realm of human determination."

Feng Yan stepped on the wet land and stopped in a swaying sea of ​​red flowers.

She had long heard that there was no sun in the realm of human concentration, and it was shrouded in eternal night. She thought that the only light here was lightning in the sky, but she didn't expect that the riverside here would also bloom with bright and gloomy flowers.

The Ruoshui River roared and roared, causing huge waves in the distance, and the ground hit by it shone golden Mars.

There are light green and light golden fireflies in the distance. They fly by waves, rising and falling with the river, and I don’t know what they are doing.

Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen held hands, and the two were aimlessly walking on the endless river bank.

It is precisely because it is pitch black everywhere here, so a little light looks very bright.

Since Feng Yan revealed that "the pain carried by the messenger has happened ten times and a hundred times on the way of heaven", the thunder in the sky has never stopped, and Wei Xingzhen simply took Feng Yan back outside the domain.

At this moment, Wei Xingzhen gently pulled the red flowers beside him, and the petals became brighter when touched, and then quickly closed, like mimosa, where they could feel the disturbance from the outside world.

In the sea of ​​flowers, there were several foxes sitting around in front of the flowers fiddling with the red flowers, and seemed to like to watch the petals bloom and close and shine.

In the distance, Feng Yan saw a few black foxes chasing and playing. Where they passed by, they looked like a sea of ​​flowers rippled in light red.

Suddenly a light purple lightning flashed across the sky, and the outline of the whole world appeared rapidly in the light, and it faded like fireworks.

Immediately afterwards, a thunder exploded.

The foxes were not disturbed by this sound, they seemed to have been used to such weather.

Feng Yan suddenly walked forward two quick steps, then suddenly turned around and asked Wei Xingzhen, "Where is your thunder monument?"

"In Youdu Mountain, it's still far from here." Wei Xingzhen looked at Feng Yan, "Don't A Yan want to have a walk here for more?"

"It's very far, how far is it?"

"It's even further than coming here from Middle Earth." Wei Xingzhen replied, "but if you want to go, it's very fast."

Seeing the look of surprise in Feng Yan's eyes, Wei Xingzhen shook his tail, which did not exist at this moment, with some smugness.

The two walked towards the River of Weak Water in the distance.

The closer you get to the river, the fewer flowers on the ground, and the foxes and black rabbits that will appear are almost invisible.

The ground was covered with dark and soft fine sand. Wei Xingzhen wanted to persuade Feng Yan to stop, but unexpectedly found that the weak water seemed to avoid the place where Feng Yan stepped on.

The river sand that was originally soaked with black water flow returned to its white texture the moment Feng Yan stepped on it, and the mist that rushed towards her also bypassed Feng Yan's place - like an invisible barrier blocking her and the water flow.

Now he is also standing in this barrier.

The dark and weak water that could not be approached in the past was close at hand.

Feng Yan was also surprised at whether the river could be separated. She stared at the waves that were rushing towards her face and quickly headed towards the sides, not understanding what she had done.

"I suddenly remembered something, Xingzhen."

"Um?"

"Xiaying said that Floating Light never knew that Feng Zhiyan was the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao... But a considerable number of the scenes I saw in my dreams were Feng Zhiyan's perspective."

Feng Yan stretched out her hand to touch the deadly water flow in front of her, but as her finger pointed, the weak water on that side also retreated out of thin air, as if she wanted to avoid her body.

Being among the river water like an illusion, Feng Yan remembered the last scene in the dream.

In the last scene, Feng Zhiyan continued to sink in the dark and weak water until the black river water gradually became shallower and eventually turned into a dazzling river of light like gold.

What exactly is weak water...

Suddenly, Feng Yan held her breath and the conversation with Feng Dai once again appeared in her ears.

——"It's resentment."

——"It is the resentment of being crushed under the dark ground for 12,000 years, and once it emerges, it will be killed."
Chapter completed!