Chapter 51

Feng Wuling returned from the mortal world and saw Han Fengci standing at the mouth of Nanming from a distance, like a stone statue. She didn't know how long he had been standing there. Han Fengci seemed to sense her breath and suddenly turned his head. Their eyes met strangely. Feng Wuling smiled and landed on the ground.

"The North Sea God is really free."

Facing Feng Wuling's deliberate provocation, Han Fengci was not angry. He smiled and looked at her without blinking. She was wearing a fluttering red dress, with black hair down to her waist, watery eyes and red lips, and her skin was as white as snow. She was so domineering, this was Feng Wuling.

Han Fengci stared at her without blinking.

Feng Wuling put away her half-smile, half-closed her eyes, and chuckled, "Who is Bei Ming Divine Master thinking about? Is he thinking about the dead Feng Huanhuan?"

She felt it was ironic, and added: "Do you want me to remind you? Feng Huanhuan is already dead, waiting for you to die."

As expected, the heart-piercing words made Han Fengci's pupils darken visibly, so he had to continue speaking——"Does the God think that I am Feng Huanhuan?"

Han Fengci remained silent.

Feng Wuling sneered, "Beiming Divine Master is really a sentimental person, he falls in love with everyone he sees. Feng Huanhuan is not me, you should not compare me with a person who has experienced tribulations."

"I didn't." Han Fengci finally spoke. Perhaps he couldn't bear to hear Feng Wuling's misunderstandings of him, so he explained: "You are you, and she is also you."

This made Feng Wuling laugh. "Do you know what you are talking about?" Feng Wuling's voice became much higher.

The Tribulation Body is a wisp of soul of the Tribulation Immortal. No matter what the Tribulation Body experiences in the mortal world, it has nothing to do with the Tribulation Immortal. The reason is that once the Tribulation Body falls into the mortal world to experience tribulations, he will become a brand new person, a person with independent consciousness. And the actions of the Tribulation Body are all related to his parents and birth environment. The only point is that it has nothing to do with the Tribulation Immortal.

So, how could Feng Wuling recognize what happened in the mortal world? That was the decision of the Tribulation Body, and had nothing to do with her directly.

"Ling'er—" Han Fengci was about to speak when Feng Wuling interrupted him. She frowned, not wanting to get entangled with this Bei Ming Divine Lord any longer. Especially when she heard the word "Ling'er", she wanted to escape from here immediately.

"God of the North Sea, forgive me for being blunt, but the Tribulation Body has nothing to do with this Immortal God. All her choices have no direct relationship with this Immortal God, and are not controlled by this Immortal God. I will not pursue everything in the mortal world because Feng Huanhuan is only this Immortal God's Tribulation Body, not this Immortal God. Do you understand what I mean?"

Han Fengci still said nothing. He seemed to have never said much, and he always looked at her quietly. It had been like this since he was a child. She was angry: "Han Fengci, did you hear me?"

At this roar, Han Fengci actually laughed out loud—a doting laugh. He said, "This is you."

She really didn't want to stay here for a moment. Feng Wuling looked at Han Fengci with a stern face and said, "You and I have been entangled for many years. Let's let go of what we should let go of. Insisting on what we shouldn't insist on is the ending of Feng Huanhuan. Is there any meaning?"

Feng Wuling disappeared after she finished speaking. Han Fengci looked at her disappearing and raised a bitter smile:

“It makes sense.”

Everything about you is very meaningful to me. Even a strand of your hair would be treasured by me, let alone your calamity body.

Feng Wuling went straight back to the Dragon Spirit Hall. This was something Ao Zhuozhi had prepared for her unilaterally, so she reluctantly accepted it. The Dragon Spirit Hall was made of top-grade blue crystal, like a transparent blue crystal palace. She sat in the mother-of-pearl chair with her eyes closed.

Since the return of the original god, she has not yet sorted out the context of her tribulation. She unconsciously remembered that Shi Xi was there on the day Feng Huanhuan died. Han Fengci's expression was obviously not right that day. He cared so much about Feng Huanhuan that he would not appear to save her until Feng Huanhuan died. What happened in the meantime?

Feng Wuling slowly half-opened her eyes, her brows knitted tightly together like a hemp rope. She looked at the plants and animals in front of her. After being in the Dragon Palace for so long, the old Dragon King was still in seclusion. In fact, her divine phoenix body could not stay in the Dragon Palace for a long time. People only know that the dragon and the phoenix are auspicious, but they ignore that the contradiction between water and fire is a law and truth.

However, there is one thing she needs to check right now—Han Fengci’s appearance does not match her original time. According to the trajectory she set, Han Fengci was imprisoned for three thousand years, but he should not come out so late. She did not lock the formation. The last step, the soul-locking rune, is the essence of the soul-locking formation. However, when the rune was placed, several important positions were clearly hidden. Otherwise, he would never escape. Back then, she wanted to descend to the mortal world to experience the tribulation, and imprisoned Han Fengci in the soul-locking formation. All the formations in the three realms could not trap Han Fengci, except for the soul-locking formation of the Divine Phoenix Clan. Everything in the world is governed by laws, and the fairy world is no exception. Water and fire counteract each other and clamp each other. However, she kept a backup plan, and she did not really want to trap Han Fengci.

When she is reborn after her ordeal, she will release Han Fengci. But everything is in chaos.

This matter could be big or small, she had to figure it out. So, she decided to go back to Beiming. Just as she was about to leave, the maid Haicao came in to report that the Yinshen Arnold was coming to visit.

"Ah Nuo?" Feng Wu's eyes lit up and she looked at Hai Cao, "Is A Nuo here?"

Seaweed Pin nodded and replied with a smile: "Yes, it is the Fluorescent God Arnold."

Feng Wuling ran back happily. She hadn't seen Arnold for a long time. She wondered if he had ascended to the heavens. In the mortal world, even though she was in a calamity-experiencing body, she never forgot to ask for some incense for him. She had to take credit for this.

A red-haired boy, naked from the waist up, wrapped in cowhide, wearing a pair of straw sandals, leisurely sat on a rock bench at the entrance of the South Sea. He and Han Fengci stared at each other, but Arnold lost, looking away, looking here and there, but not at Han Fengci. To be precise, he was a little scared of this big Buddha. If it weren't for the relationship with the Divine Phoenix, this big Buddha would probably not even look at him.

If he knew that Nanming had this Buddha statue, he would never come. About half a cup of tea later, Arnold suddenly raised his eyes, squinting them like a crescent.

It was his sister. He quickly stood up from the rock bench and headed towards the South Gate to greet her.

Feng Wuling saw from a distance that although the two people, one big and one small, were in the same area, they ignored each other as if they were separated by a glacier in the North Sea. This scene was actually a little funny. She walked towards the door slowly, but the red-haired Arnold was too sensitive and noticed her presence so quickly.

At this moment, he was running towards her.

"Sister!" Arnold showed a row of big white teeth, wheat-colored skin, red hair, and a body line like ravines. Feng Wuling smiled, "Arnold has grown up."

Arnold stood in front of Feng Wuling, his round eyes full of joy and excitement, his big white teeth never closed. Feng Wuling smiled and said, "It's not been long since we last met, how come you've grown so fast?"

You know, when she left, Arnold was only about twelve years old, but now he is sixteen or seventeen years old, a grown man. Arnold's ears blushed, he lowered his head and looked at his toes digging the ground, and whispered: "It's my sister, my sister built a temple for me, and Arnold has grown fast because of the incense."

"Really?" Feng Wuling grabbed Arnold's shoulders. Arnold had no choice but to look up and look at Feng Wuling with a smile. She then asked, "Did Arnold really get the incense?"

Arnold nodded vigorously, "Yes, I ate it. Arnold is also a fairy with believers."

Feng Huanhuan led Arnold all the way into the Dragon Palace. Arnold walked uncomfortably, as if there were a pair of knives stabbing his spine frequently. It was not until they arrived at the Dragon Spirit Hall and sat on a chair that Arnold breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped his forehead, which was wet. Even if he didn't look back, he could imagine the dark eyes of the North Sea God.

He has always been afraid of him, since he was a child.

Feng Wuling asked Haicao to prepare tea. She turned around and looked back to see Arnold's appearance of escaping from the sea of suffering. It was very funny. No need to think, it must be because of Han Fengci. The two of them have never gotten along well.

She walked slowly towards Arnold and sat down, "How did Arnold know I was back?"

"Everyone knows it." Arnold said truthfully, "The return of the divine phoenix is always accompanied by colorful clouds. Everyone saw it. That's when the fairies knew that my sister had gone to experience the calamity."

That's right, not many people knew about her tribulation. When she was going through a tribulation, her body was at its most vulnerable. She was the last divine phoenix in the Three Realms. As long as she existed, she would suppress all the flying birds. There were many immortals who wanted to see her in a bad light.

Feng Wuling curled her lips, looked at Arnold and said, "That may not be the case."

Otherwise, who tampered with her soul-locking formation? At the moment, there are a few people who are suspicious. Feng Wuling asked again: "After I experienced the tribulation, what did the green-haired princess do?"

Of course Arnold knew that Feng Wuling was talking about the Peacock Princess.

Ever since Feng Wuling came down to earth to experience the tribulation, he has been keeping a close eye on the Peacock Princess, fearing that she would ruin Feng Wuling's fate. "Sister, I'm watching her. However, the Peacock Princess doesn't know that you are experiencing the tribulation, but has been looking for the North Sea God. Since you experienced the tribulation, the North Sea God has also disappeared. She was so worried that she came to the Dragon Palace to look for the North Sea God, but was driven back by Prince Ao."

Feng Wuling was a little surprised. This Dan Ying was from the Peacock Clan, and was most afraid of water, especially the deep water of the underworld. She was able to chase him to the Dragon Palace, and she was really fascinated by Han Fengci. However, the Peacock Clan had always been at odds with the Phoenix Clan. Feng Wuling had always believed that Dan Ying approached Han Fengci just to disgust her. From the looks of it, it didn't seem like that was the case...

The Dragon Spirit Palace is not big, and the blue palace gives people a very quiet feeling. Feng Wuling leaned on the mother-of-pearl chair, resting her head on her hands, her slightly drooping eyelashes reflected on her snow-white skin. At this moment, everything seemed to be still. Arnold was used to watching Feng Wuling quietly, and he knew that this moment was the time for her to think.

It was quiet all around. Arnold felt a little sleepy, but he was still a young boy. Just when he was dozing off, Feng Wuling spoke.

"Arnold, what was Ao Zhuozhi doing when I was away?"

Arnold thought about it carefully and felt a little ashamed. He scratched the back of his head and said with a silly smile, "Sister, I... I have never been to the Dragon Palace again except for that time when I followed the Green-haired Princess."

In fact, his main focus was on the green-haired princess. He really didn't care what happened to Ao Zhuozhi.

Feng Wuling frowned a little. Arnold saw it and stopped smiling. He felt as if he had done something wrong. He hesitated a little nervously and said, "Sister... did something happen to me?"

Arnold's eyes were dull, like a frightened donkey. Feng Wuling suddenly realized that her expression just now was too serious and she was afraid that she had scared the young boy.

So she smiled and stroked his hair, comforting him: "It's okay, Arnold, I just want to confirm something, but it doesn't matter. Don't worry about it."