Three days later, on the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, the moon is full.

Feng Zhaoyuan stood on Mount Olympus in northern Greece, quietly waiting for the descendants of Chinese Taoism.

The surroundings are covered with mist and covered with snow. Oaks, beechs, sycamore trees and pine forests are lush and sound like nature in the mountain wind.

Mount Olympus was regarded as the "sacred mountain" by the ancient Greeks. The Greeks believed that the gods who ruled the world and dominated humanity lived on this mountain. Fifty years ago, the Taoist masters on Penglai Island in China took the initiative to choose to decide the victory or defeat with Master Xianglong here, which is of different meaning.

In the past few days, Feng Zhaoyuan has traveled all the famous places and historical sites in Greece. The gorgeous Temple of Zeus, the majestic amphitheater, the ancient royal cemetery, and the solemn Parthenon. These splendid civilizations all show the wisdom of mankind and deeply shock Feng Zhaoyuan.

The harmonious beauty of architecture also gave Feng Zhaoyuan a deeper understanding of the secret technique.

A figure appeared on the steep and steep mountain road.

Feng Zhaoyuan immediately restrained his mind, relaxed his whole body, and adjusted his muscles and nerves to the best state.

"May I ask, is sir a student of Xianglong?"

The other party walked towards Feng Zhaoyuan slowly, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips. His long light purple hair fluttered like silky satin.

It turned out to be a woman!

From the perspective of Feng Zhaoyuan, her face was crystal clear as jade, as if embedded in the silk-satin-like night sky. The beautiful outline is the perfect product of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, with clear undulations like mountains.

If Fa Zhuangqing's beauty is indifferent and mysterious, and Sakura Kishimura's beauty is pure and elegant, then this woman's beauty is floating out of the world. Just like the bright moonlight sprinkled with Mount Olympus, it is as dreamy as a fairyland.

Seeing her, Feng Zhaoyuan seemed to be in the spiritual rain in the empty mountains, and her mood was calm and she eliminated all the distracting thoughts in the world.

The two words "exiled immortal" are the feeling of Feng Zhaoyuan's heart skipping through in an instant. If it weren't for the fairy who fell into the mortal world, how could she have such a mortal figure?

"I am a student of Master Xianglong."

"Shi Muxia, the descendant of the Taoist Technique of Penglai Island."

The woman was wearing a white linen long skirt, simple and simple, and her voice was like crystal moonlight without any fireworks.

"Let's get started."

Feng Zhaoyuan took a step back, pulled her posture and made a clear idea.

Shi Muxia's dark eyebrows suddenly frowned: "No, you have a strong demonic aura on your body."

Feng Zhaoyuan's heart was shocked, and a trace of inexplicable fear suddenly surged into his heart. He seemed to be extremely afraid of this woman, and even the depths of his soul were shaking slightly.

This fear is definitely not Feng Zhaoyuan himself. It is the fear emitted by the thousand-year-old white fox possessed in his body!

"Are you a monster?"

Shi Muxia stared at Feng Zhaoyuan with a clear gaze as clear as autumn water: "You turned out to be a monster."

As the descendant of Taoism, he actually discovered the secret of being possessed by monsters at a glance. Feng Zhaohara was secretly surprised, with his expression trying hard to remain calm, and shrugged: "Great beauty, don't joke. Is there a monster wearing an Armani brand suit? Are you dreaming or am I dreaming?"

"You can't cheat me."

Shi Muxia said lightly.

"So what if it's a monster? Monsters are inferior to others? In what era, there is still racial discrimination?"

Huinezawa shouted impatiently that the secret was discovered and could not be denied, so of course he was not very happy.

"If it is a monster, it must be eradicated."

Shi Muxia's face was calm, her right hand was as white as an orchid, and her five fingers were raised, which was a standard Taoist technique.

Feng Zhaoyuan was both ridiculous and hilarious. The original secret technique and Taoist technique actually turned into a demon-elimination conference, which was beyond his expectations.

"At the moment of the battle formation, we will all show our way forward!"

Shi Muxia Qing shouted, and the light purple air rays shot out through the fingers, and the air penetrated the long rainbow, turning into an endless purple sky net, heading towards the wind shining original cover.

Feng Zhaoyuan made secret hand seals with his left hand, and the snow cranes were clear and flew out one after another. Each snow crane rushed towards the sky net, purple and white entangled together, colliding into a gorgeous rain of light.

Feng Zhaoyuan's hard practice during this period showed results. Snow cranes flew out of their left palms continuously, and they joined the camp, and there were actually 765.

He didn't plan to use the seal immediately, and wanted to use the secret techniques he had learned in the past to fight against this Taoist master first.

The air waves were rolling around, the pine forests were shaking, and countless pine needles were scattered.

The sky net continued to shrink, and the snow crane rushed out like waves.

Feng Zhaoyuan's left palm secret technique changed one after another, hundreds of snow cranes suddenly gathered and condensed into an extremely large snow crane. With a clear cry, the wings flew and rushed towards the sky net.

The purple air net immediately shattered, and the purple air in the sky turned into a fluttering shadow. The snow crane continued to rush towards Shi Muxia without stopping.

"Tianshi Talisman Record."

Shi Muxia was calm and scattered more than a dozen yellow papers covered with red talismans in his hand, like butterflies with wings, facing the snow crane.

The talisman paper hit the snow crane, and dazzling red light splattered. The snow crane twitched in pain, and red light exploded on the snow crane's body, blowing it away without a trace.

In the first round, both sides seemed to be tied.

Feng Zhaoyuan took a deep breath. The Taoist technique was so powerful that it really had its secrets. If you want to find a way to approach Shi Muxia and use the fighting technique you are best at, you may have a chance to win.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhaoyuan roared angrily and rushed towards Shi Muxia like a whirlwind.

Since I have realized the highest level of fighting, looking around the world, it is probably difficult to find someone who matches Feng Zhaoyuan in this regard.

"Taixu Illusion."

The opposite teacher Muxia clasped the Taoist technique with his hands, his eyes as clear as a mirror.

Feng Zhaoyuan punched him out, and his eyes suddenly became empty.

Mount Olympus disappeared, Shi Muxia disappeared, and he was already in another strange space.

The surroundings were shaking like water, and the misty white mist drifted in the field of view. All the scenery appeared and was empty and ethereal, like a mirage.

Where is this place?

Feng Zhaoyuan walked forward in surprise. In the blurry mist, a coffin of red sandalwood slowly floated out and stood in front of him.

An old man was lying in the coffin, blushing like a fire burning, and countless colorful little bugs crawled over his body, constantly wriggling his fat body.

"Father!"

The shrill cry seemed to be shouted from Feng Zhaoyuan, or he couldn't figure out where the cry came from.

Feng Zhaoyuan stopped blankly.

"Second Young Master, you're finally back."

A middle-aged man floated quietly by his body, like a ghost floating by. He was wearing a retro black robe, with a thin face, and his eyes were like two green ghost fires.

"Who is it? Who is the second young master? Who are you?"

Feng Zhao asked in a daze.

The middle-aged man's face turned into a handsome young man again: "Second brother, get up first."

He reached out to help Feng Zhaoyuan, his arms suddenly burned, and his whole body turned into a fire and rushed towards Feng Zhaoyuan. All the figures disappeared, and there was a sea of ​​fire from all directions, surging.

"Who am I? Where am I?"

Fengzhaohara hugged her head in pain and shouted loudly, the flames burning so hot that he could not breathe.

In the burning sea of ​​fire, a snow-white fox appeared and his blood-red eyes stared at him, which was extremely mysterious.

"Reverse the chakra quickly and seal the illusion in front of you!"

The snow-white fox's sharp mouth opened and closed, and spoke human language.

Fantasy?

Feng Zhaoyuan murmured, "I am in an illusion?" But why did the pain I felt so real, like a poisonous snake biting his heart?

"Quick! Use the seal!"

The white fox's voice shouted anxiously.

Countless faces flashed in the sea of ​​fire, grinning and crying, and countless mouths opened and closed, making noisy and chaotic screams.

"Did you forget that you should be on Mount Olympus at this moment?"

The white fox shouted loudly.

Feng Zhaoyuan's heart was shocked, and his confused mind suddenly woke up. Yes, he was fighting Shi Muxia on Mount Olympus, so why did he get here?

The chakra reversed, and Fengzhaohara formed a sealed handprint without hesitation.

With a loud bang, the surrounding scenery suddenly exploded. Faces shattered into pieces with the sea of ​​fire. All the phantoms disappeared suddenly, the moonlight was cold and the coldness was gushing. The wind shone on the top of Mount Olympus. The bleak night wind blew by, and the clothes were already soaked in sweat.

Shi Muxia stood opposite him, with a look of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

"So it turns out that you're doing it all!"

Feng Zhaoyuan's chest was undulating and his breathing was a little rapid.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Feng, you were possessed by the fox demon."

Shi Muxia said calmly: "I'm so sorry, I misunderstood you just now. Let me drive away the fox demon for you, otherwise your soul will be swallowed by it sooner or later and become a demon body."

Huinehara gradually calmed down: "No need."

"Are you willing to be possessed by an evil monster?"
To be continued...