Chapter 1139 Shenxiang
"What the hell? Heaven?"

Feng Lin looked at Zhuang Qingyan in bewilderment, "You bully me for not having gone to school? You're still authentic."

"It's normal to hear it for the first time."

Zhuang Qingyan took out a small hourglass from the space ring and threw it on Feng Lin, "Do you know what this is?"

"Of course I know, isn't this an hourglass?"

Feng Lin flipped back and forth a few times, the sand passed through the small channel in the middle and turned into a line.

From the space above, down to below.

"Have you heard of the different planes running?" Zhuang Qingyan asked with a smile.

Feng Lin nodded, "I've heard of it."

Zhuang Qingyan took the hourglass from Feng Lin's hand again, and placed it on the ground steadily.

"The space above the hourglass, you can understand that it is the world we live in, and the narrow passage through which the sand in the middle passes is the flow of different planes."

Zhuang Qingyan pointed to the hourglass and explained.

"So that's it, the world below is a different side?"

Feng Lin asked in a deep voice.

It seems that my previous guess is correct, the flow from different planes is the passage to another world.

"The place below the different planes is called the land of different planes."

Zhuang Qingyan nodded slightly.

"What is this torrent?" Feng Lin continued to ask.

"The flow of different planes is the way of heaven, a huge formation beyond everyone's imagination."

Zhuang Qingyan picked up the hourglass again, pointed to the middle and said, "This formation is very similar to an hourglass, fine sand can pass through it, but stones cannot pass through it."

"What do you mean?"

Feng Lin asked with a frown.

"In other words, this formation is like a fishing net. Big fish cannot pass through the net, but small fish and shrimps can."

Zhuang Qingyan continued to explain.

"I understand! What you mean is that the strong can't pass through this torrent, but the weak can... that's not right!"

When Feng Lin said this, he suddenly froze, "If the weak jump in, won't they just evaporate?"

"That's why it's called the torrent. The weak will be blasted into dust by the torrent."

Zhuang Qingyan said with a smile, "The lower limit of the flow of different planes changes all the time. Sometimes, one can pass through the realm of divine apertures, and sometimes one can die at the fifth level of Dacheng.

"However, the seventh and eighth ranks are stable, and the upper limit is ninth rank..."

"and many more!"

Feng Lin interrupted Zhuang Qingyan's words, "You said big fish can't pass through, but small fish can, and if they reach seven, eighty or nine steps, are they small fish?"

"What if I tell you that there are sublimation masters in a different land?"

Zhuang Qingyan asked with a smile.

"sublimation?"

Feng Lin frowned slightly.

"I've said so much, let's go back to the question you asked me just now, the Yin-Yang Crusaders, what are you doing to catch the formation masters?"

Zhuang Qingyan pointed to the middle of the hourglass, "They let us destroy the Heavenly Dao Formation, do you understand now?"

Feng Lin nodded heavily, "They want to destroy the fishing net, so that big fish can pass through the fishing net and come to our world."

"Yes, it seems that you understand."

Zhuang Qingyan took a puff of his pipe, "When the masters inside come over, all of us will become their slaves."

"interesting."

Feng Lin lay on the grass, looking at the sky, "What are my father and the others doing?"

"The purpose of Fengchen and the others is to prevent the masters from the other side from taking the opportunity to invade our world."

Zhuang Qingyan paused, "Besides, they and the country's masters also guard our locals there."

"But there are sublimation masters over there." Feng Lin said in a deep voice.

"Of course, if there is no restriction on sublimation masters, your father and brothers can kill the dough."

Zhuang Qingyan smiled wryly.

Feng Lin nodded. Many people described me as Quiet Night before, saying that I could compete with the Yin-Yang Crusaders.

Since it is a counterbalance.

It proves that the masters of the Yin-Yang Crusaders are no weaker than Dad and the others.

"It turns out that the land of different planes is the hometown of God."

Feng Lin smiled and spread his hands.

"you misunderstood."

Zhuang Qingyan shook her head, "The Land of Other Sides is just a small battlefield, just a transfer station."

As she spoke, she picked up the hourglass on the side again, "According to the information I know so far, there is still a space under the hourglass."

"What? Isn't the land of the other side the hometown of the Yin-Yang Crusaders?" Feng Lin asked in surprise.

"Yes."

Zhuang Qingyan stretched out her fingers and made three adjacent circles on the ground, small in the middle and large on both sides.

"From left to right, it is our world, the Land of Other Sides, and then the world of the Yin-Yang Crusaders. They call it, the Land of God."

"Fuck!"

Feng Lin was really shocked this time, this is too ridiculous.

It turns out that the Land of Different Sides is just a battlefield, and the Yin-Yang Crusaders are the advance troops of Shenxiang.

"I've heard some of these things. I don't know if it's true or not. Just get a rough idea. Don't take it too seriously."

Zhuang Qingyan smiled and took a puff of his pipe.

Feng Lin lay on the grass with the back of his head in his hands, thinking.

No wonder the old man didn't talk about running from different planes. It turns out that sometimes, the realm of the divine aperture can pass.

He might be afraid that when his head gets hot, he will go in directly.

"correct."

Feng Lin looked at Zhuang Qingyan, "If I throw a stone towards the other side, will the stone enter the other side?"

"No, the stone will be crushed into nothingness by the torrent." Zhuang Qingyan explained.

"Then what if it's an indestructible stone?" Feng Lin asked.

"The stone should always be flowing in the other side. As far as I know, only life can be transferred."

Zhuang Qingyan took a puff of his pipe and said.

"I need to digest these news."

Feng Lin looked at Li Xiaomi who was approaching, and said suddenly, "Li Xiaomi, if I find your master's body, how will you repay me?"

"Master and I are both your wives, aren't you happy?"

Standing in front of Feng Lin, Li Xiaomi said dissatisfiedly.

"Not happy, I have no shortage of women."

Feng Lin tilted Erlang's legs lightly.

"Feng Lin, if you can find it, the two of them, plus me."

Zhuang Qingyan smiled and took a puff of his pipe.

"Auntie, I don't want to joke with you."

Feng Lin glanced at Zhuang Qingyan faintly, "Do you know my mother?"

"of course."

Zhuang Qingyan smiled and nodded.

"Where is she now?" Feng Lin asked eagerly.

"I don't know. Your father has been looking for her for many years. He may have been killed or trapped."

Zhuang Qingyan said with a smile.

Feng Lin stood up from the grass, opened a photo from his phone, and handed it to Li Xiaomi, "Do you know him?"

Li Xiaomi looked at the phone, and suddenly, her pupils trembled.

The voice became deep and deep, "This...is me!"

The photo is none other than He Xun.

"Tell me, what benefits can you give me."

Feng Lin took the phone over and put it in his pocket, "Don't talk about being a woman, I want something real, it's best to make me stronger."

Li Xiaomi's eyes rolled up, revealing the pattern of Jiuyou clan.

Her voice was very excited, "Boy, isn't Cen Caixuan your enemy? I will help you kill her!"

"It's something from the future again, I don't like promises, now! What can you give me?"

Feng Lin stretched out his hand.

(End of this chapter)

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