Feng Jinghong, who thought he was certain to die, never imagined that there would be a bottomless pool under the abyss of fire. What he didn't even expect was that when he passed through the flames, he didn't feel any heat at all. Instead, he felt a kind of heat.
Very comfortable feeling.
Feng Jinghong climbed out of the pool and began to look at this strange valley.
With the water pool as the boundary, the valley is divided into two sides. One side is red like fire, and the other side is black like ink. Apart from the smooth mountain wall and the two colors of red and black, Feng Jinghong can't see anything in his eyes. Feng Jinghong can't see anything in his eyes.
Hong called the two valleys Red Valley and Black Valley respectively.
Out of an instinctive love for the color red, Feng Jinghong walked towards the red valley.
After walking less than a hundred feet, Feng Jinghong saw a cave with red light. The material of the cave was the same as the golden stone on the top of the mountain.
Walking closer, Feng Jinghong found that the cave door was actually wide open, and it was very bright inside. Feng Jinghong called out a few times, but when no one answered, she walked in.
There is a row of stone shelves in the cave, with a few jade slips scattered here and there. There is a stone table and two stone benches in the middle. Opposite the stone table is a stone bed, with nothing else on the bed except a futon.
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Feng Jinghong reached out and touched the stone table. It was extremely clean and there was no dust at all. He thought there was someone living in the cave, so he called out a few more times, but still no one answered, so he had to sit on the stone bench.
The moment Feng Jinghong sat down, an old man with white beard and white hair slowly appeared on the futon on the stone bed, looking at him with a smile.
"Old man, I didn't know your cave was inhabited, so I barged in rashly, so please don't be offended!"
Feng Jinghong was frightened, stood up quickly, bowed and said.
"Haha, it doesn't matter, this cave is just for you to live in."
The old man on the futon smiled and looked at him carefully.
"A place for me to stay?"
Feng Jinghong looked at the old man in front of him with confusion.
"Well, that's good. It seems that our idea is right. You are nine out of ten this year, right?"
The old man asked with a smile on his face and a nod.
"Hey, how do you know?" Feng Jinghong was very surprised.
"Haha, because we made you look like this, of course I know."
"What? Did you do it? I..." When Feng Jinghong heard that the old man in front of him had done it, he couldn't help but get angry. Thinking of the glare he had received in the past ten years, he wanted to strangle the man in front of him to death.
The smiling old man!
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Don't be too busy to get angry. From there, I'll tell you slowly!" The old man seemed to be able to see Feng Jinghong's thoughts, interrupted him, and asked him to sit on the stool.
Although Feng Jinghong was angry, she really wanted to know why he had done this to her, so she sat on the stone bench.
"Ten thousand years ago, my brother and I had a fight over the two realms of gods and underworld, and both of us were seriously injured. Later we found out that this was actually a conspiracy, so we two brothers had to burn our souls, break the rules of the interface, and escape to this human world.
.Then we stayed here for ten thousand years, until our souls began to disperse a hundred years ago..."
"Wait, I just want to know why you made me like this, regardless of whether you have stayed here for ten thousand years... No, you mean you have stayed here for ten thousand years?"
Feng Jinghong was shocked by the number ten thousand years.
"Yes, for ten thousand years we have not been able to repair the original soul that was burned back then. So a hundred years ago, when the original soul began to dissipate, my brother and I decided to combine the essence of our original soul into one and combine our lifelong destiny with heaven.
The inspiration passed on, but I didn’t expect something went wrong in the middle, and I almost fell short. Fortunately, I used your blood as a matchmaker ten years ago, and I got what I wanted!"
"What? It turns out that I ate the fruit in my stomach..."
"Yes, that is the soul essence of our two brothers. It is a fruit formed by using the magical power of life according to the method of family relics. It can be regarded as an artificial Tao fruit. It contains the two of us' understanding of the way of heaven.
All the insights and some secrets of cultivating immortals will be of great help to you."
"But I'm like this now..."
"It doesn't matter, we are just afraid that you will grow up too fast and will not be able to join the world of immortal cultivation, so your body has always remained at the age of nine. You must know that the nine years old is the most extreme, and that age is the time when your body is completely reborn.
It’s the best time, so you don’t have to worry, just leave this valley and find an Immortal Cultivation Mountain Gate to join. With each level you advance, your body will grow until you are the same as your peers.”
"Cultivation as an immortal? Can you get powerful power? Use flying swords to kill people in a flash of light and fire?"
When Feng Jinghong heard the word "Xiu Xian", she immediately thought of the villagers of Jiuyang Village who were massacred by the Qinghuo Sect, as well as her parents, and the anger that had just subsided in her heart started to burn again.
"Luck the Flying Sword? Haha, it seems that you know almost nothing about the journey of cultivating immortals. That's just the most basic. When you enter the legendary fairy world one day, let alone the Luck Flying Sword, it's just a sentence to change the world.
It’s a matter of words.”
The old man chuckled.
"Really? Then you teach me that skill!"
Feng Jinghong became anxious and quickly stood up, looking at the old man in front of her anxiously.
"I'm just a trace of Yuanling. I don't know many things very well. I only know that I made you like this so that you can inherit our mantle. I know nothing about martial arts, so don't expect to get anything from me.
As I said when it comes to practicing secret techniques, those things are all in the Tao Fruit in your belly. When you reach the corresponding realm, you will naturally understand."
"So what should I do now?"
"Kneel down, kowtow three times and bow nine times. This is the great ceremony of becoming a master. It is a must!"
The smile on the old man's face suddenly disappeared, and his expression became solemn. Coupled with his immortal style, he really felt a bit solemn.
Of course Feng Jinghong would not refuse. He had been taught by his father since he was a child that the first thing to do was to respect his teacher, so without any hesitation, he knelt on the ground with a bang, kowtowed three times and nine times, and kowtowed twenty-seven times!
"Well, you can get up now. From now on you will be my eldest disciple, and you will have to settle the karma for me in the future."
The old man nodded with satisfaction and said.
"Yes, disciple, don't worry!"
"Okay, now you can go to my brother. Like me, he has left a trace of Yuanling..."
"No need, I'm here!"
Before the old man finished speaking, he heard a dragon-like voice, which was much louder than the old man's gentle voice.
"Damn it, I was reincarnated and ran slower than you. It was so hard to find a disciple, but I am actually slower than you. Fortunately, the main body is dead, otherwise I have to vomit three liters of blood?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a dark shadow flashing in from the entrance of the cave. Before Feng Jinghong could see the person clearly, the dark shadow was already sitting on the stone bed.
This is a young man who looks to be only about 20 years old. He is dressed in black, has starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, and actually has a vertical eye on his forehead!
"Boy, what are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and become a disciple?"
The young man watched Feng Jinghong sizing him up and glared dissatisfied.
"Here, you are brothers? Blood brothers? Why don't you look alike?"
Feng Jinghong couldn't believe that these two people who looked like grandfather and grandson were actually brothers, so she subconsciously asked.
"You brat, do you think I can't be this old man's brother just because I look so young? I'm not a disciple yet!"
When the man in black heard that Feng Jinghong dared to question him, he was ready to fight. As soon as he picked up his hand, he seemed to have thought of something, so he put his hand down sadly and sat cross-legged in a serious manner, looking at Feng Jinghong.
Feng Jinghong looked at the white-haired old man sitting next to him and nodded lightly, then quickly knelt down, kowtowed twenty-seven times, and called out "Second Master".
"Huh, what's the second master? Just call me master from now on. Don't call me the master master or second master. I'm also the master of a realm. How can I be one level lower than this old ghost!"
The man in black obviously didn't buy it and said impatiently.
"But if this happens, the disciple calls you Master, and both of you have to agree. Master, do you think this will work? You are dressed in black, and the disciple will call you Master Black. The master is white, so I will call him Master Bai."
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"Well, this is not bad. Here, these are some miscellaneous things. Although they are not as precious as our Dao Fruit, they are still enough to avoid being forced into the eyes. If you have any friends or lovers in the future, they can be used as a meeting gift. You
It’s okay to see it for yourself, but don’t practice it. Everything you need to practice is in that fruit, and you will understand it naturally in the future!”
After the man in black finished speaking, several jade slips similar to those on the stone shelf appeared on the stone table behind Feng Jinghong.
"Okay, okay, just finish what you said. I still have something to explain. I don't have time anymore. Why should I care about the master and the second master?"
"Humph, I just said it, what's the matter? Don't say that it's no different from death now. Even if you die, if this trace of Yuanling dissipates, I will still fight with you! This kid got the Dao fruit formed by the essence of our two souls.
, he will become a great person one day. If someone asks him who his master is, you will become the boss and I will become ###.
The man in black ignored the white-haired old man's words and said to himself.
"Two masters, you have lived for ten thousand years, how could you die? I don't think you are doing well?"
"Go aside, what do you know?"
The man in black frowned impatiently and said.
"Haha, I don't know your name yet, my teacher."
The white-haired old man was always very kind and asked Feng Jinghong with a smile.
"Master Bai, my disciple's surname is Feng and his name is Jinghong!"
"Feng Jinghong? Not bad, not bad!" The white-haired old man praised a few words, and then continued, "Due to serious injuries and the plot of the villain, the two of us had to break through the interface and escape to this human world. They just took them with them.
Some of our things have been abandoned by us, otherwise we would not have been able to escape easily. As for the physical body, it was also shattered by the power of the rules of the interface. Only the remnant soul has reached the human world, so there has been no way to repair the soul in these ten thousand years, and
The Dao Fruit in your body has condensed all the essence of our soul. We can leave this trace of soul to tell you that this is almost reaching its limit."
The white-haired old man shook his head gently, his tone was very calm, as if he didn't care about life and death at all.
When Feng Jinghong heard what the white-haired old man said, he felt very sad. He knew that the two people in front of him had exhausted their soul essence just to find a successor. But now that he was the beneficiary, he thought of swallowing the body himself.
That fruit just doesn’t taste good. Fruit? By the way, fruit. Suddenly a light flashed through Feng Jinghong’s heart. He thought he had thought of a good idea and raised his head in surprise.