After killing Fushan, Feng Wuji stayed for a moment, then turned and left.
He didn't notice that an extremely dim black mist flashed away in the darkness of night.
Falling under the mountain.
The fire-maned horse was grazing leisurely, and when it saw its owner coming back, it neighed excitedly.
Feng Wuji patted his horse's mane, got on his horse, and headed towards the royal city.
"Fu Shanluo has worked so hard just for the painting of Marquis Shanyin, but he doesn't know what the secret is."
Feng Wuji was thinking as he rode on horseback.
Suddenly, he stopped.
It smells like blood!
Frowning slightly, Feng Wuji followed the smell of blood and walked over.
After a while, I saw a girl digging a hole with her hands, and there were seven or eight corpses lying next to her!
There were traces of erosion on the body by the black mist, and the death was miserable. It was obvious that he died at the hands of Fu Shanluo.
Feng Wuji felt relieved and stepped forward.
When the girl heard the footsteps, she stopped what she was doing, turned her head slowly, stared at Feng Wuji lifelessly, and said nothing.
Her face was thin, her eyes were dull, and there were dry marks on her cheeks. It was unclear whether they were blood or tears.
"You don't have to be afraid, he has been killed by me."
Feng Wuji slowly approached, squatted in front of her, and spoke softly.
He glanced over and saw the girl's fingers covered in mud and blood, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Then he blasted out with a palm, and a huge pit appeared in front of him.
The girl remained silent, stood up tremblingly, and dragged the corpses beside her into the pit one by one.
"Uncle Li..."
"Second uncle..."
"Brother Daxin..."
When she put in the last body, the moonlight shone lightly through the gaps in the branches, reflecting on the cold faces.
The girl stared blankly, then suddenly threw herself on the corpse's chest and cried loudly.
The sound is mournful, like a cuckoo crying for blood.
"Daddy, daddy..."
Feng Wuji watched from the side, clenching his fists and remaining silent.
Just while burying the corpse, he quietly used the Eyes of the Nine Netherworld to refine the resentment here.
After burying everyone.
The girl plopped down on her knees in front of Feng Wuji.
"My benefactor was so kind and kind that Qiao Qiao will never forget him in this life."
"Even if you work as a cow or a horse, you still have to repay your benefactor!"
Feng Wuji shook his head, helped her up, and was about to leave when he suddenly heard her words again:
"My benefactor, why did the man in black want to kill us?"
Feng Wuji was silent for a while, then slowly spoke:
"His name is Fu Shanluo, and he is an evil monk. He will kill you...just to practice evil skills."
"Just... practicing evil skills? Killing people?"
The girl looked like she was crying or laughing, but she felt extremely absurd.
Feng Wuji let out a long sigh.
"For them, killing someone is like trampling on an ant."
"The way of the world is like this, the weak will eat the strong, and it will never change."
After thinking for a moment, he took out a pill and secret book from the Najie and handed them to the girl Qiao Qiao in front of him.
"This is the Ning Yuan Dan and the Tornado Hundred Flowers Technique."
"Practice hard from now on. Only by becoming stronger can you protect everything about yourself."
Qiao Qiao stared blankly at the elixir and exercises in her hands. Although she didn't know how to practice, she also knew that these were extremely precious treasures that could change her life.
"After you succeed in cultivation, you should do more good deeds."
After that, he turned around and left.
Qiao Qiao watched his back disappear into the night, then lowered his head to look at the thing in his hand, tears streaming down his face.
Empire.
Shanyin Houfu.
Everyone felt relieved when they saw that Feng Wuji had returned safely.
Lin Su quickly stepped forward, looked at him carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was unharmed.
"Did Fu Shanluo get caught?"
Feng Wuji shook his head.
"This man has committed atrocious crimes."
"Has been killed by me!"
After saying that, he took out a big black cauldron from Najie.
The smell of blood permeates the air, it is the vessel used by Fushanluo to slaughter the people and to sacrifice Wan Rujue.
Seeing this, Sikong Feiyu covered his nose, and then clapped his hands excitedly.
"Feng Wuji, you are so awesome!"
"It's a pity that this man died so easily!"
easy?
Feng Wuji thought of the scene of Fu Shanluo's tragic death and sneered in his heart.
Then he clasped his fists at Fei Xin and said, "Madam, this matter is over. Can you give me the soul nourishing grass?"
Lin Su looked at him silently, with gentle eyes.
Fei Xin smiled brightly: "That's natural. Lord of the Palace, just follow me!"
After that, he walked out of the room and walked to the inner courtyard, followed by the others.
After a while, everyone came to a huge garden.
The mist rises in front of you, and countless precious medicinal herbs are planted.
Azure flowers, water spirit fruit trees, fir roots, black tea chrysanthemums...
It is full of dazzling arrays, full of fairy spirit, and so beautiful.
"Ju Yuan Formation? Or the Three Talents Ju Yuan Formation!"
Feng Wuji felt a powerful gathering of energy here, which was obviously a mysterious formation.
"Master Feng Mansion is really knowledgeable."
"There are countless spiritual grasses planted here. The Marquis put a lot of thought into setting up the Three Talents Gathering Formation, so they are growing very well!"
Weng Xi nodded in praise.
Sikong Feiyu took the lead and walked in. He turned back to Feng Wuji and said, "Father knows that my mother loves flowers and plants, so he spent a lot of effort collecting them just to make my mother happy!"
"Damn girl, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Mrs. Feixin's face turned slightly red.
Feng Wuji smiled knowingly.
No wonder the relationship between husband and wife is so deep.
Everyone walked into the garden and enjoyed the beautiful scenery along the way.
After a while, we arrived at the center.
Feng Wuji looked intently and saw that there was a place where a black formation formed a barrier, forming a small black sky that seemed to absorb all the surrounding light.
There are two strange grasses standing in it, their bodies are shining with stars, they are as bright as a small starry sky, overwhelming the other flowers!
"Soul-nourishing grass is also called star seed grass. It is very ornamental. This is it!"
"I'll pick it for you later!"
After saying that, Sikong Feiyu stretched out his hand to pick it.
"Wait a minute!"
Feng Wuji suddenly stepped forward and took her hand.
Sikong Feiyu saw that he was holding his hand with great strength and was unable to break free. His face turned red but he was confused.
Everyone was confused and didn't understand why Feng Wuji stopped picking grass.
"You can't pick soul-nourishing grass like this."
"If you touch it with your hands, the medicinal effect will be lost!"
Feng Wuji quickly explained.
"What?!"
Everyone was shocked. Even Weng Xi and Lin Su, who were well-informed, did not know about this.
"The soul-nourishing grass is a natural treasure with full spiritual energy and harsh growth conditions, so there are many taboos on its birth."
"Among them, it must not be exposed to direct sunlight and cannot be touched by ordinary flesh."
Only then did everyone understand.
"No wonder it needs this black magic circle to cover it. It turns out to be to block the sun."
Weng Xi's face was filled with enthusiasm and he was mumbling to himself.
He claimed to be an expert in medicine, but the Yuanhun Dan had not appeared in the world for a long time, and naturally no one knew how to refine the Soul-Nourishing Grass. He only became the favorite of the royal family due to its excellent ornamental value.
But I didn't expect that there is such a taboo.
"Then how to extract it?"
Sikong Feiyu was terrified when he learned that he almost destroyed this treasure.
Feng Wuji let go of her hand, walked forward, and squatted down carefully.
"Soul-nourishing grass is a thing of the dark soul. It is afraid of all yang energy, so no living thing in the world can touch it."
"Of course, if it is just for viewing and does not extract its medicinal properties, there is no harm in picking it by hand."
"It's just that in this way, its use as a magical medicine will be ruined."
Golden runes flashed in Feng Wuji's eyes.
Sizzle!
In an instant, the invisible soul power emitted a faint white light and enveloped his hand.
It looks like he is wearing a pair of white gloves.
Feng Wuji slowly took it off.
really!
As soon as I touched it, the soul-nurturing grass bloomed with stars, and I was very excited.
It seemed as if it automatically jumped into his hands.
Picking success!
But Feng Wuji's expression was still serious and he didn't relax at all!
Turning your eyes, the golden runes rotate at high speed!
The originally pale white gloves gradually poured into the soul-nourishing grass, eventually forming a sphere and wrapping it.
Immediately afterwards, the white ball gradually turned into a dark color, and the soul-nurturing grass bloomed with bright starlight inside. It looked like Feng Wuji was holding a small starry sky.
"Done!"
Feng Wuji gasped slightly. This kind of precise soul power control consumed his Nine Nether Eyes. He couldn't make any mistakes.
It was a success at this moment, even he was quite proud of it!
Everyone looked at it in a daze.
Lin Suming's eyes were filled with hope and hope, and she felt that the young man in front of her had brought him too many surprises since they met, as if nothing in the world could trouble him!