Feng Ming gave him a blank look, and the two walked to the pavilion in the backyard. Di Zhong looked up at the golden threads covered with the outer edge of Yunyin Villa. They swayed gently and silently conveyed everything here to the performer. Feng Ming coughed coldly and took back the rainy green bamboo. The powerful divine power directly surrounded the pavilion and blocked the perception of the outside world. Then he said sternly: "Although he hides his breath, he should be not far away. At this distance, your consciousness will be much clearer. Don't you really help him?"

"What's there to help?" Di Zhong sat down on the stone bench, holding his empty forehead and showing a tired expression, and replied lightly, "I won't go even if she speaks, let alone she knows she can't beg me."

"Tsk..." Feng Ming frowned, and let out a striking voice in disgust, cursing, "The wounds on his body are probably given by you, otherwise he would not have to rely on fire to act."

"So what?" Di Zhong still looked at his friend with a calm look, and a faint sadness spread quietly in his heart. "If it weren't for me, I wouldn't be willing to let my love rival help. Don't worry, he won't die."

Feng Ming sat down opposite him, tapping his fingers on the stone table and making a thud reminder, word by word: "It's not a question of whether you will die now, but now it's your increasingly worse state that cannot cope with Huang Yan's problem! I know that you used the art of time condensation in the end to quickly heal the wounds of the Battle of Snow Field. At such a great price, it wouldn't just come back to quarrel and rob the woman? You were almost killed yesterday, right by the lake in the silent valley, under me, under Huang Yan's nose," he said.

Feng Ming hit the stone table with a punch, Di Zhong's eyes tightened slightly, recalling yesterday's shocking scene little by little, but he knew it in his heart, and said in a low voice: "The reflection on the water surface is not Huang Yan. That thing had no head at first. He found that the face appeared in the moment I was watching, it was Po Jun."

"It's true." Feng Mingxin pressed his chest with lingering fear, his eyes gathered sharply, "During this period, Huang Yan lived in Wuyan Valley, and it seemed nothing unusual, but I always felt that there was another person on him, especially when he was standing by the lake, the reflection on the water would move by itself. Since Xi Hui was pushed into the eye of the formation by you, Po Jun turned to Huang Yan. That guy was killed by Huang Yan before. What kind of tricks are you going to make? Is he trying to imitate the black dragon and swallow him and replace him?"

"Pojun is a fugitive in the God Realm." Di Zhong raised his eyes and looked at his friend, flashing with a sharp and cold light, reminding him, "After the sky fire fell into the human realm, he was able to rebirth by snatching the young son of the Phoenix, and so was Pojun."

"You mean..." Feng Ming was startled, his scalp frowned and thought about the hidden truth. Di Zhong nodded and said, "I had talked from Xiyou before breaking into the Xianchi barrier and killing him. Pojun, also known as the Star of the Great Dipper, is located in the seventh place of the Beidou. Its power is not a divine object of the same type as the Heavenly Fire created by the Emperor of Heaven. Later, he was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison for being too severely killed. No one knows the specific age. He only knows that he did escape from prison in that catastrophe. However, privately traveling through the six realms will consume huge power. The private escapeer must find a suitable host to survive for a long time and finally merge with the host. He can not only retain his own divine power, but also seize the host's ability. The host of the Tianhuo is a Phoenix, and the host of Pojun... should be the Shura Ghost."

"Shura Ghosts and Gods?" Feng Ming thought about it and thought of the Shura bones used to summon demons in the Beidou formation. He felt a chill behind him. "Shura Ghosts and Gods are said to be like gods but have no good natures, like ghosts and have divine natures, and at the same time they have both human emotions and six desires. They are a kind of monster that is not gods, not ghosts, not humans, and is a world between the three realms. What does this thing really exist?"

Di Zhong nodded: "Although the six realms are not interconnected, there are indeed many unknown creatures on its edge. If Pojun escapes into the human world and robs Shura ghosts and gods as hosts, then it would be reasonable to summon him as the medium of scattered Shura bones."

Feng Ming looked stern and had a bad premonition, and asked: "Then is the person he is targeting now... Huang Yan?"

"It's not surprising that Huang Yan's state was targeted by monsters." Di Zhong shrugged, feeling helpless, "After losing the checks and balances of the Red Lin Sword, the revived power will retaliate against him once it exceeds the limit, but the monsters will not be satisfied. Whether it is the black dragon at the beginning or the Pojun now, their purpose is to force this force to the limit that can be borne. Only when the host is severely injured will they have the chance to replace it. In addition, Pojun once fought with Huang Yan and was killed by him after defeat, so he naturally knows his strength."

"Huang Yan can't feel it, right?" Feng Ming murmured in confusion, then hugged his head and shook it hard for a few times. "He has a weird temper, and it's even harder to get along with after that happened. Hey, hey, hey, you have to pay half the responsibility for this today, right? I know you don't want to live anymore, but even if you want to die, you have to solve the problem first and then die, otherwise you want to throw this time bomb to us? Go dreaming!"

Di Zhong grinned awkwardly, and for some reason he turned his head to turn his eyes to Yun Xiao's room. Since Xianchi came back, he has been thinking about ways to completely eradicate Pojun. Ten thousand years ago, Pojun's original body had died. It was the remains left by the host Shura Ghost. Then it was revived by the power of the Beidou formation. After the recovery, Pojun must find a new host again. It is obvious that Huang Yan, who has the power of the Pluto, is his salivating target. Unfortunately, the battle in the Snow Field was too expensive. Five years have allowed this demon god to integrate into Huang Yan's body. It is even more difficult to eradicate it.

The nature of the heavenly world, which is both prosperous and loss, has become the invisible protective umbrella of Pojun. If you want to kill Pojun, you must first break the barrier of Huang Yan. He must unknowingly pour his power into the opponent's body, and only after the right time can he kill with one blow. But don't talk about his appearance now, even in his heyday, he will not be able to force the power of the God of War into the opponent's body silently without being noticed by Huang Yan. Once exposed, it will not only fail, but even Huang Yan will be in danger.

Di Zhong sighed long and his eyes condensed into a line of complexity. Even though Huang Yan repeatedly killed Yun Xiao, he still couldn't help but want to pull his friend out of the abyss when he faintly noticed Pojun's conspiracy.

This kind of relationship has both a deep bond formed by Huang Yan walking side by side for tens of thousands of years, and a deep boredom with Yun Xiao after asking for it but not getting it. After a long time, Di Zhong took his eyes back from Yun Xiao's room, approached Feng Ming with a cold attitude, and whispered seriously: "I have a way to try."

"Oh?" Feng Ming frowned, and for some reason he felt his back numb. Di Zhong nodded and continued, "The power of rekindling can be completely extinguished by the phoenix bone stained with the sky fire. Huang Yan had previously blocked too much backlash power for the black dragon. After the black dragon died, this fierce force eroded his body and reason all the time. He must need the help of the phoenix bone to relieve the backlash pain."

Feng Ming blinked his eyes inexplicably and looked at the room over there. Di Zhong's eyes were like thick ink that could not be melted. The look made Feng Ming feel unprecedentedly terrible. He paused for a moment and continued: "I can merge my power into the phoenix bone. The phoenix bone is stained with the power of heavenly fire to help me cover it up. In this way, he will slowly seep into the room while he is healing the backlash. On the one hand, he can help him suppress Pojun's bewitching, and On the other hand, he can completely eliminate Pojun in his body when the time is ripe."

"Phoenix Bone..." Feng Ming repeated these two words, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Do you know what that is?"

"Of course I know." Di Zhong replied lightly, his voice and expressionless, "One of them will soon grow bones."

"Are you crazy?" Feng Ming took a step back and looked at him suspiciously, almost unable to believe that this sentence was so light-hearted from Di Zhong's mouth. He clearly showed a look of distress when he saw the tears on Yun Xiao's face. He stretched out his hand to hug her when he saw her in a moment of loss. Although such feelings were only revealed in a few seconds, he saw it and knew that this person was still full of doting and tolerance for her. After a while, Feng Ming lowered his voice and reminded, "Huang Yan's state cannot be solved by a few bones. I'm afraid he has to break it hundreds of times, and thousands of times to eliminate those backlash powers. Then you might as well kill her directly and make a new Chilin sword. Why to torture her?"

"I didn't think about torture her." Di Zhong retorted softly, but he couldn't stop trembling as soon as he opened his mouth. Except for feelings, Yun Xiao had never done anything to hurt him, but it was feelings that gave him unexpected sorrow. "I never thought about torture her and revenge her. The reason I told you this was because this was the only way to get rid of Pojun and save Huang Yan without using the sword."

"She is the Heavenly Fire of the God Realm, and the physical injuries can be easily healed." Feng Ming shook his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "But the wound in his heart is eternal. With Huang Yan's attitude towards her, you should know what will happen?"

Di Zhong lowered his eyes and did not answer. The moment when this terrifying thought popped out of his mind, he stood by the Tianchi Lake outside the silent valley for a long time and looked up at the majestic Kunlun Mountain. The clouds were blown away by the wind in the sky and gathered again, slowly becoming the innocent and romantic little girl in her memory. She rushed over happily and hugged the boy she had met for the first time, like a long separation reunion, with joy all over her eyes.

He wished that the person she was hugged was himself, but unfortunately, even the wind was unwilling to give him such false fantasies. Soon the clouds dissipated and the sun rose, and the clear sunlight shone in the Tianchi Lake, stinging his eyes.

"Let's change another way." Feng Ming interrupted his contemplation and clearly saw the gloomy moment on his face and sighed, "I pretended that I didn't hear what I just now, and I wouldn't tell anyone."

He looked up at the sky. The sunny upper layer of Kyoto was covered with a strange halo, which really made people feel uncomfortable. Feng meditated for a while, took out a red sword from another gap and threw it over, instructing: "It's really something wrong. No wonder Xiao Qianye wanted to hide his breath and sent Yun Xiao here alone. The sword had long promised to give it to her. It's been dragged until now. Her sword spirit has been broken, and the fire has been repeatedly injured, which has caused the flame to be unable to control. It's okay to take Feng Xue Hongmei to defend herself."

Di Zhong's eyes gradually dimmed. He stood up and walked back to Yun Xiao's room, looked at the woman on the bed in a daze, and then dodged and lowered his head when his eyes were facing each other.

Yin Niang stood in awkwardly in the middle and was in a dilemma. Originally, a woman without a heartbeat pulse was enough to scare her. A translucent ghost-like man suddenly appeared. But when she saw the expressions of the two of them, she also understood in her heart that there must be a complex relationship that could not be explained. She hurriedly called Yun Shu and An Ya to go out for a rest, and smiled gently and closed the door.
Chapter completed!