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In a secluded corner of the long river of time, there is a hidden ancient holy place that is revered by the world as Fengxiao, but now it has been forgotten by everyone.
As you enter the border of the holy land, the first thing that catches your eye is a towering, winding stone wall.
Passing through the stone wall arch, a wide sacred road paved with white stones slowly unfolds.
On both sides of the sacred road stand lifelike stone animal statues. After hundreds of years of wind and rain erosion, their charm remains, and they become more and more ancient and heavy.
When you reach the end of the sacred road, a magnificent hall suddenly appears.
The main hall has red pillars with golden dragons clinging to them, their scales glittering and their whiskers flowing and agile, as if they could soar into the sky at any time;
The roof of the hall is paved with golden glazed tiles, which reflect brilliant light under the sunlight, contrasting with the azure sky. It is dazzling yet solemn and elegant.
The brackets under the eaves are intricate and exquisite, with layers upon layers. The door of the temple is carved from the finest sandalwood and inlaid with huge copper nails. The door is carved with reliefs that tell the origin of the holy land and the legends of the gods.
As you step into the hall, the interior space suddenly opens up, light shines through the dome caisson, and dust dances between the light and shadow.
In the hall is a tall and majestic statue of the god, carved from white jade, with a compassionate and peaceful face and downcast eyes, as if overlooking the common people and sympathizing with the sufferings of the world;
The statue is surrounded by a halo made of gold foil, and is dressed in a robe made of silk and satin. The sleeves of the robe are fluttering, and are embroidered with exotic flowers and plants, rare birds and auspicious animals. Every stitch and thread is the result of the painstaking efforts of countless craftsmen.
The incense table is filled with all kinds of offerings, including juicy fresh fruits and fragrant flowers. Curls of green smoke rise from the incense burner, lingering around the statue of the deity, casting a layer of mystery over the entire hall.
In this quiet atmosphere, only the voices of believers' devout prayers can be heard faintly.
At dawn, the sky was still tinged with an ambiguous pale light, and Feng Chenning, the Holy Maiden of Fengxiao Holy Land, had already stood up.
She was dressed in a snow-white robe embroidered with intricate golden runes. Every pattern on it seemed to whisper ancient mysterious teachings, gleaming brightly in the dim light.
After washing up, Feng Chenning took out a pill with a faint fragrance from the exquisite little box.
She put the pill into her mouth and swallowed it gently, feeling the cool medicinal power slowly spreading through her body.
After Feng Chenning took the pill, he walked into the quiet prayer hall.
The candlelight flickered in the hall, and the rich aroma of burning incense lingered all around, as if it were a pure land isolated from the hustle and bustle of the world.
She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and stood as straight as a pine tree, and began her hour-long morning prayer.
The sunlight shines through the colored glass windows, casting mottled light and shadows in the hall.
After morning prayer, Feng Chenning rushed to the holy land's martial arts training ground.
Although she is a saint and is responsible for praying and preaching, she is in this complicated world and the group of men in black are closing in on her, so she needs to protect herself.
When she stepped into the martial arts training ground, she saw a bustle in the ground, with swords flashing and sabers flashing, and dust filling the air.
Feng Chenning drew out the gleaming silver sword hanging in the martial arts training ground without hesitation. Her posture was agile and light, her sword moves were sharp yet elegant, and each move contained a unique mental method.
The sharp sword moves whizzed through the air, bringing up gusts of wind that made people look sideways.
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On the other side, Feng Li had just settled No. 21 and went to the dungeon himself.
The dark and damp space was filled with a foul smell. Number 20 huddled in the corner, his hair disheveled, his lips chapped and his eyes dull.
When he saw Feng Li, the only living person in these days, a light suddenly lit up in his eyes and then went out.
He hurriedly knelt forward, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Brother Li, I know I was wrong. I have been so hungry these days that my eyes are blurry. I have had enough. Please have mercy on me."
Feng Fengli snorted coldly and glanced at him with disgust: "If you want to avoid physical pain, tell me the truth. In the study that day, besides searching the secret compartment, did you find anything else? Or did you reveal a few words to others?"
After saying that, he waved his hand and the guard beside him handed him a thick leather whip, which he lashed against the wooden pillar next to him with a fierce "snap". The sound made No. 20 tremble all over.
Number 20 was so frightened that his face turned pale and his body trembled violently. He spoke incoherently: "Brother Li, I really didn't tell anyone. I went straight to the secret compartment when I entered. I only wanted to find the girl's secret and didn't care about anything else!"
Feng Li refused to believe it and signaled the guards to start. The whip rained down on No. 20, causing him to howl in pain and roll on the ground.
After a round of torture and interrogation, Feng Li stopped when he saw that No. 20 really could not provide any useful information, and ordered his men to continue detaining him.
At the same time, he also issued an order to the entire holy land that anyone who dared to discuss the secret compartment in private or approach the forbidden study area would be severely punished to serve as a warning to others.
The sunlight poured down like a waterfall onto the spacious training ground in the holy land. The scorching light made the ground slightly hot.
In the martial arts training ground, Feng Chenning was dressed in tight clothes, his posture was as agile as a cheetah, and the silver sword in his hand was wielding like a dragon, and he was practicing happily with a group of guards.
Feng Li walked slowly towards the martial arts training ground. He took care of all the chores in the holy land. His every move was full of elegance and he seldom came to this place of swords and sabers.
"Saint."
Feng Chenning put away her sword upon hearing the sound and turned around swiftly, her hair fluttering in the wind. A few strands of hair were soaked with sweat and stuck to her cheeks, but it did not diminish her bright and heroic spirit in the slightest.
She looked at Feng Li with a puzzled look: "What's the matter? Come up, let's talk while we fight."
"Yes." Feng Li nodded helplessly.
He changed into a neat short suit, and the long sword in his hand was a little more simple than Feng Chenning's, but it also shone with a cool luster in the sunlight.
At this moment, his body was tense, and his usually gentle eyes were full of solemnity. It was obvious that he had concentrated all his attention on the upcoming duel.
Feng Chenning took the lead in attacking. She lightly tapped her lotus feet and leaned forward. The sharp sword in her hand, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, pierced Feng Lifa's throat.
"Any results? What did he say?"
Feng Li did not dare to slack off at all. He dodged to the side, and his body was agile and nimble, like a fish sliding through the turbulent water.
At the same time, he raised the long sword in his hand, and with a crisp "dang" sound, he accurately blocked Feng Chenning's swift attack. The sound of metal collision shook the surrounding air slightly.
"He said he hadn't told anyone about it. It would be better to expel him from the Holy Land. Although it would be better to turn a blind eye to him, there is no guarantee that he would harbor resentment..."
"Ah."
Feng Chenning flicked his wrist, and the sharp sword instantly transformed into several sword shadows, which covered Feng Li's body like silver stars in the sky. His sword moves were complicated and varied, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, blocking all his escape routes.
"Find someone to watch him secretly and don't let him get out of control."
"Feng Li understands."
After saying that, he took a deep breath, stepped firmly on the ground, and the long sword in his hand spun rapidly in front of him, turning into a sword shield. The sound of clinking was endless, blocking all of Feng Chenning's sword moves like a rainstorm.
For a moment, the only sounds in the martial arts training ground were the interweaving of light and shadows and the flying of sparks.
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