The black jade ice crystals were like a layer of frost, gently covering the sarcophagus, and the biting cold air was constantly exuding, making Feng Jinghong, who was very close at hand, feel waves of bone-chilling coldness.
Click!
Like a spider web covering the sarcophagus!
"Boy, please step back. Although I am only at the Nascent Soul stage, I am afraid that you are not able to withstand the force of this shattering coffin. Just prepare a set of clothes for me!"
When the sarcophagus was completely covered with cracks, wisps of purple energy slowly overflowed from the cracks.
"True essence, true essence from the upper world!"
Feng Jinghong naturally felt the familiar and depressing aura. Only things that were also his true essence would make him feel familiar. And in the Yuanshi territory, the only things that could oppress his true essence were those from
Only the true essence from the upper world, the true essence cultivated with spiritual energy, could make him feel this way!
"Yes, the boy's spiritual sense is not weak!"
There was a loud bang and rubbles were scattered all over the ground. A naked old man looked at Feng Jinghong with a smile and kept nodding his head.
"Yes, this boy is a good material. Not only is his strength amazing, but he can also cultivate his spiritual consciousness in the golden elixir stage. He will soar into the sky in just a few days!"
The old man didn't feel any restraint at all because of his nakedness. He walked around Feng Jinghong, but the admiration on his face became stronger and stronger.
Feng Jinghong couldn't move at all. Not to mention his body, even his true energy couldn't move. Even his spiritual consciousness, which had never been imprisoned, couldn't be used at all. The Thunder Sword Intent also seemed to have disappeared. No matter how he summoned it, there was nothing.
A little reaction.
"Don't be afraid, I just like you. What's more, if I wanted to do you any harm, I wouldn't wait until now!"
The old man seemed to see through the cold sweat that Feng Jinghong was sweating. He laughed, waved his hand to capture a ball of water energy, turned it into a burst of clear rain, and drenched it from head to toe. Then he took the robe in Feng Jinghong's hand and put it on.
, said with a joking smile.
"call!"
Feng Jinghong retreated immediately after his movements returned to normal, but when he saw the old man's smiling eyes, the fear in his heart dissipated. He lowered his head in embarrassment, scratched his hair, and said with a smile: "Senior
Just kidding, this junior has no intention of running away."
"Haha, I didn't say you could run away!"
The old man waved his hand disapprovingly and motioned for Feng Jinghong to sit on one of the golden chairs.
"These one hundred and eight golden chairs are the real treasures of the Huntian Palace. Outsiders don't know it. It's just that it's difficult to get the recognition of these golden chairs. With my cultivation in my remaining years, it may be possible to force it.
Refining, now, is just an eye-sore."
Seeing Feng Jinghong sitting quietly on one side, looking at him curiously, the old man nodded imperceptibly and continued.
"The Huntian Temple is one of the four halls in the spirit world. It was also a powerful existence in the past. However, it later fell into the human world for some reason. Apart from helping the Huntian Temple select elites from the human world, it has no use anymore. As time goes by, the spirit world has become more powerful.
Except for the really big sects in the world, almost everyone else has forgotten that there is such a rare treasure, and even the younger disciples of Huntian Palace only know that there is such a rare treasure, but they don’t know how to use it."
The old man's voice revealed joy, but more of a loneliness.
"Senior, are you from Huntian Palace?"
Feng Jinghong asked carefully.
"Haha, you kid is really sharp, but you don't have to be afraid. I'm not from the Huntian Palace. To be precise, I'm the enemy of the Huntian Palace. Otherwise, the old ghost wouldn't have sacrificed his cultivation to trap me here.
, we are great enemies, but we are also friends who know each other best!"
The old man's eyes showed a shy light, and he looked up into the void.
"Enemy and friend? It's sad that senior is so familiar with Huntian Temple."
Feng Jinghong suddenly realized. He then understood why the old man was so happy because he and others did not want to go to the spirit world. It turned out that he did not want to help the enemy grow in power.
"Yes, both enemies and friends, this Huntian Palace is the real treasure, especially these one hundred and eight golden chairs. Each one is a miniature world, which may be as big as hundreds of thousands of miles, or as small as a mustard seed.
, if one hundred single and eight golden chairs were activated at the same time, even the strongest men in the God Realm would not dare to touch the tiger's beard!"
"Then why are you living here?"
Feng Jinghong saw the admiration in the old man's eyes and knew that what he said was true, but he was also curious about how such a divine object could remain in the human world for so long without anyone finding it.
"It's not what you think. This thing cannot be touched by monks who are lower than the realm of God Transformation. In the upper world, people who are above the realm of God Transformation cannot come to the human world at all. This is not a rule of the world, but of heaven.
According to the rules, anyone who crosses the border illegally will suffer the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, which will last until death!"
"But there are many monks who deify people into gods!"
Feng Jinghong still couldn't figure it out.
"Haha, you think they don't want to? But can they enter the path of immortality? People whose bone age is over fifty years old cannot enter the path of immortality. This is the real reason why the old ghost sacrificed his life, otherwise how could he die so easily?"
"Could it be?!"
Feng Jinghong suddenly thought of a possibility that shocked him.
"Yes, this way of immortality is formed from his spine. The spine is like a human dragon, not to mention the spine of a peerless fierce man? Do you think anyone can step on it? Humph!"
For the first time, the old man showed the domineering aura of a superior person. Feng Jinghong had no doubt that his thin body concealed a proud body!
"That's it! Then this Huntian Palace!"
Hearing the old man's words, Feng Jinghong was naturally moved. This was one of the best treasures in the God Realm. Of course he wanted to keep it for himself. Cultivation is the way to fight. Now he knows the origin of Huntian Temple.
That is, he has this opportunity, and it depends on him whether he can seize it or not.
"Haha, boy, are you excited? There is no chance. If you could have come here a thousand years earlier and released me, maybe I would help you. Now, let alone your strength, I am Yang Shen
A level of consciousness in front of it is like a child in front of an adult, there is no difference at all. Come back when you have the ability in the future!"
"In the future? How is it possible? I won't be able to come if I'm over fifty. I don't have the ability to reach the state of transformation before I'm fifty!"
Feng Jinghong couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"That's your business. If you can reach the realm of God Transformation before the age of fifty, let alone Yang Shen, even if you are just entering the realm of God Transformation, I can help you get this Huntian Palace!"
The old man looked confident, but Feng Jinghong, who lowered his head, didn't see the hint of cunning flashing in his eyes!
"Okay, stop talking and let's go. Your two little girlfriends are worried outside the palace gate!"
Seeing Feng Jinghong's depressed face, the old man laughed and strode out of the hall.
well!
Feng Jinghong smiled bitterly, shook her head, and followed closely.
"Boy, after you exit this teleportation tunnel, you can leave here. I still have something to do here. I have been waiting for you for thirty years. If you don't come, I won't wait any longer!"
After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Feng Jinghong and Youyou and smiled strangely before disappearing in front of the three of them.
"Sister Youyou, Qingxin, let's go, we have some time here, I'm afraid the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference has started!"
"Brother, don't worry. The time here is different from the outside world. Don't worry, we will definitely catch up!"
Youyou smiled softly, not charming, but it made Feng Jinghong even more moved. She was different from Ye Qingxin, who was cold from the inside out. Youyou was a witch who could change, a witch that made people want to stop. Sometimes she was full of temptation, and sometimes she was extremely charming.
, and sometimes she will give you a little fresh play, so that you will always have a fresh feeling towards her.
"satyr!"
Ye Qingxin looked at Feng Jinghong's face, which was about to burst into laughter, and stamped her feet fiercely, stepping into the teleportation tunnel.
"I……"
Seeing Youyou and Ye Qingxin leaving one after another, Feng Jinghong didn't even have a chance to explain. She could only shake her head with a wry smile, followed the two of them, and left the Huntian World.
"Senior Sister Ye, you are finally out! Hey, Senior Uncle Feng?"
Just after leaving the Huntian World, Feng Jinghong heard a familiar cry, and Wan Jianfeng's delighted voice came from not far away, followed by Feng Wuji and Ling Yun.
"How have you been these past few years? Uncle Master didn't take good care of you. Do you blame me?"
Feng Jinghong saw Ling Yun and Feng Wuji with cold faces and didn't know what to say. Although there was a hint of excitement in their eyes, there was no hint of joy on their faces. After thinking about it, Feng Jinghong realized
It's because of the consequences of the family disaster three years ago.
"It's all good, it's all good! Thanks to Senior Sister Ye, she has worked hard these past few years!"
Wan Jianfeng talked a lot and spoke excitedly with tears in his eyes.
Ling Yun also nodded heavily, Feng Wuji's lips twitched, he hesitated to speak, and then nodded. This scene made Youyou on the side couldn't help but be moved. She never thought that Feng Jinghong actually had several nephews, and
Ye Qingxin is actually Feng Jinghong’s junior!
"It's nothing hard, it's all for the sake of the sect, just try your best, as long as your uncle doesn't forget it!"
For the first time, Ye Qingxin publicly called Feng Jinghong her uncle in front of everyone. The coldness on her face became even stronger, and she looked completely businesslike, without joy or worry, so that no one could feel any of her emotions.
"Oh, I hurt Qingxin's heart!"
Not only did Feng Jinghong feel it, but Youyou also heard the coldness in Ye Qing's words. She who was a little happy just now couldn't help but feel dark. She had never thought of hurting this aloof woman who made her unable to feel hatred.
!
"Haha, what did sister Qingxin say? Why is my little brother a fellow disciple of yours? How could he not be dedicated to his best? Sister, I can't forgive him. Of course, if there is anything that I can do to help my sister, I will definitely not do it.
reject!"
Wow!
As soon as Youyou said this, everyone who knew her details couldn't help but exclaim. Even Ye Qingxin, who had always been arrogant, did not refuse directly. She knew what Youyou's help meant!
"Junior Brother Feng, no matter which sect you belonged to before, as long as you can use it to fuck me, Qi Feitian, I will never refuse!"
"Pang will also do his best for Brother Feng!"
Pang Wuliang actually came out later than Feng Jinghong, bringing the woman in purple with him.
"Brother Pang, thank you very much!"
Feng Jinghong knew that if he could get help from these people, his time and opportunities for revenge would be greatly increased, and he couldn't help but say excitedly.