The two ghost soldiers who were whipping Mr. Yu glanced at Feng Feiyun, with sunken eyes and a ferocious light on their ferocious faces as they walked past with a sneer.
One of the ghost soldiers, who was all blue, whipped two whips on the Bone Prison, made a "snap" sound, and said sternly: "You want to see the Qinglian Female Saint, who do you think you are."
"When you come here, even if you were once the King of Heaven, you still have to be obedient." Another ghost soldier with double horns on his head sneered.
After saying this, the two ghost soldiers walked away angrily.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, dragon scales grew on his arms, and he struck the bone prison with a palm. The lines on the bones burst out with dazzling light, and a murderous aura rushed back, blowing Feng Feiyun away. Feiyun's arm was beaten to a bloody pulp.
His body retreated violently and hit the bone pole behind him, causing the lines of the bones to appear again, and was split open again.
"The lines on these bones were carved by the Quasi-Sacred Temple. They are like a dragnet that is impossible to break." Feng Feiyun looked at his bloody palms, feeling the pain in the bones, and pinched his five fingers together hard.
Seeing that Feng Feiyun had woken up, Master Yu showed a bit of joy on his tired face and said: "The Saint Qinglian did not kill our bodies, nor did she devour our souls. The conscience in her heart was not completely filled with hatred. She is deceived, she just has hatred in her heart, and transfers her hatred towards your father onto us."
Feng Feiyun said: "Of course I understand this, but she shouldn't treat you like that. You didn't do anything wrong."
Mr. Yu smiled and shook his head, saying: "I can find ten thousand reasons to excuse myself, but I can't find one reason to deny that it has indeed caused her ten thousand years of suffering. I only suffered physically, but she But she is suffering in her heart. If I can make her feel better, I will feel much less guilty."
Feng Feiyun said: "Are we being imprisoned like this and being slaughtered by others? There is nothing we can do."
"If she really wants to trap us, then even if we have the ability to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, we won't be able to escape. In fact, the reason why she trapped us here is probably because she is waiting for someone to come." Mr. Yu seemed very indifferent. Then he slowly closed his eyes.
"Who are you waiting for?" Feng Feiyun said.
"Your father." Mr. Yu said.
Feng Feiyun frowned, and finally sat back on the ground, gradually becoming calmer.
Emotional matters are sometimes so difficult to deal with. It is unclear who is right and who is wrong, and who is sorry for whom. This kind of matter can only be solved by the parties involved.
After breaking through the realm, Feng Feiyun felt that his power had increased a lot. Even when he faced the ordinary Five Tribulations Ghost King, he was killed, but when he faced the Qinglian Female Saint, Feng Feiyun I felt a deep sense of powerlessness, like a moth hitting a mountain.
He has now embarked on a new path. His current realm does not belong to the realm of ascension or the realm of the Holy Spirit. How to continue cultivating can only be explored step by step by himself. No one can teach him.
The inner elixir of the Holy Spirit within the body has just been formed, like a crimson fruit, containing both the energy of the Holy Spirit and the power of the phoenix's flames.
"If I want to increase my strength now, I can only practice the Holy Spirit's inner elixir and understand the Holy Spirit's way. However, absorbing spiritual energy is too slow for the growth of the Holy Spirit's inner elixir. It would be great if there is enough Holy Spirit's energy." Feng Feiyun I thought of this in my heart.
"Ancient Bronze Ship."
Feng Feiyun thought of the ancient ship in his body. The world in the ancient ship was extremely vast, and it contained a large amount of the blood of the Holy Spirit Phoenix, which could provide him with endless Holy Spirit energy.
Thinking of this, Feng Feiyun immediately separated his spiritual consciousness and entered the ancient bronze ship again.
What he saw before him was darkness and nothingness, boundless, with floating boulders everywhere, and even some broken continents suspended in this space.
It's like a broken world here.
Feng Feiyun once again found the ancient celestial tree the size of a mountain. It was flying in the void, making repeated movements according to an unknown law.
Walking along the cracks in the sky wood and walking into its interior, you can hear the sound of the river churning in the distance, and a powerful and powerful breath blows towards your face, making people feel awe in their hearts.
"The divine phoenix is buried in the sky tree, and the phoenix servant guards the mausoleum."
Feng Feiyun stood on the edge of the Blood River, looking at the ancient words on the cliff on the other side, and doubted again in his heart, "These words must have been carved on them by Feng Pu, so that means it is really possible here." It is the tomb of the ancient divine phoenix, but why is there also a tomb of the ancient divine phoenix in Tonglu Mountain? Could it be that there is more than one tomb of the ancient divine phoenix?"
Feng Feiyun wanted to fly across the Blood River and go to the other side of the river to see if there were any corpses of the ancient divine phoenix there, but as soon as he took a step forward, his body almost melted.
This is the power of the Holy Spirit’s flesh and blood, which can give birth to all things and destroy all things.
Feng Feiyun finally suppressed his curiosity and sat cross-legged on the edge of the blood river, listening to the sound of the blood river, peeking at the ripples in the blood river, and understanding the Holy Spirit's way in it.
He is now a body of spiritual consciousness, so naturally he cannot absorb the blood of the Holy Spirit Phoenix, but he can understand the way of the Holy Spirit.
Feng Feiyun's body remained motionless, as if he had turned into a stone statue by the river of blood.
Feng Feiyun has comprehended the Tao of Qinglian Female Saint and the Tao of Emperor Tomb. Although the Tao he has comprehended is not even one ten thousandth of theirs, he has still benefited a lot and has made great progress in his cultivation.
The way of Feng Pu is different. If the way of Saint Qinglian is compared to a flawless "lotus", it is sober and refined, yet holy.
The way of the imperial tomb is compared to the profound and unpredictable "Gulan", which is mysterious and somewhat domineering.
Then the way of the phoenix servant is like a fiery red "peony" blooming in the flames, venting its power to its heart's content, becoming the head of thousands of flowers and the crown of all flowers.
"This is supposed to be a phoenix. The phoenix is the queen of a hundred birds. If I am not the king, who will be the king?"
Feng Feiyun has the memory of the Phoenix Clan Leader for a lifetime, and has also practiced the "Immortal Phoenix Body", making it easier to accept the Phoenix Servant's way and comprehending it faster.
Feng Feiyun's breathing and the flow speed of blood in the blood river formed a mysterious fit.
He seemed to be one with the river of blood.
This is a wonderful state that cannot be described in words. It is like the Taoist saying that heaven and man are one, connecting heaven and earth, connecting ancient and modern times, and it seems to have broken the boundaries of space and time.
In such a mysterious realm, Feng Feiyun's comprehension of the Holy Spirit's principles was ten times faster than usual. Suddenly, an extremely small sound came to his ears, like a mosquito buzzing, and like it was coming from a very far away place. There was a woman's voice speaking.
Why are there other sounds here?
Feng Feiyun's eyebrows moved, he held his breath and listened carefully.
The voice became a little clearer.
"Finally back... back..."
This time I finally heard it clearly, but after hearing it clearly, Feng Feiyun felt a little creepy as to who was talking.
Who is back.
When Feng Feiyun took his thoughts back and wanted to look for that person, he could not hear any sound.
So Feng Feiyun sat cross-legged by the blood river again and continued to understand the principles in the blood river. When he entered the state, sure enough, the subtle and ethereal voice gradually reached his ears again, "How many years ago?" The months have passed, and many old friends have died in battles. The road in the world of mortals is short, accompanied by death. As long as I am by your side, I have nothing to fear... Your heroic smile makes my heart confused, and I will follow you from now on. Playing for you on a lonely night, holding a sword for you in the lonely wind and sand, when you step into the grave, I will turn into a river of blood and stay in front of you forever, just like that lover's belt, crimson belt..."
The voice was sad, like singing and crying, like telling a story, and like an inner obsession that has been preserved from ancient times to the present, automatically flowing into Feng Feiyun's ears.
Feng Feiyun was also affected by her voice and felt like she wanted to cry.
Who is talking?
Ancient divine phoenix, phoenix servant.
Feng Feiyun sent his spiritual thoughts into the rolling river of blood and asked, "Who are you?"
"A phoenix, a lonely phoenix, I never thought I could wait until you come back..." The voice was extremely ethereal, like a spider's thread hanging in the wind, which could be blown off at any time.
"You are waiting for me, I don't know you at all." Feng Feiyun said.
"Of course you don't recognize me anymore. This is how it should be. I'll be very happy to see you again." Her voice was like water, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
Feng Feiyun didn't understand what she was talking about at all, and said again: "You are a phoenix servant."
"In your eyes, I will always be just a maid. I was before, I am now, and I will always be."
Feng Feiyun was overjoyed. It seemed that she was really a phoenix servant. This was the ancestor of the phoenix. The phoenix that once entered the realm of the Holy Spirit had followed the ancient divine phoenix all his life. Before, he had only heard of her in myths and legends. , now that I am actually talking to her, it is as magical as meeting an ancient person across a distance of time and space.
The Phoenix Demon Clan has many ancient mythological books that record the ancient divine phoenix, and when writing about the ancient divine phoenix, the phoenix servant will definitely be mentioned.
Even though she has cultivated to the realm of the Holy Spirit, she still follows the ancient divine phoenix as a slave.
The Holy Spirit is also a servant.
Throughout the myths and history of all races, there are many heroes who have reached the realm of the Holy Spirit. All of them are earth-shattering figures and have left their names forever. However, there is no one who has reached the realm of the Holy Spirit and is willing to be the servant of others, only Feng Pu.
The sound seemed to have suddenly stopped, and the whole world became quiet.
I don't know how much time passed before her voice sounded again, "I have lost too much blood. My life has come to an end. Even the trace of will that I have retained will probably disappear. If it disappears, it will disappear." Gone forever."
Feng Feiyun heard an endless sadness in her voice, as well as a kind of reluctance, a kind of resentment, a kind of persistence but powerlessness.
Because of his defeat at the hands of the White Spider Saint Ancestor, Emperor Zhong had an obsession in his heart, so he retained an immortal will of the Holy Spirit until now. After he figured out a way to crack the White Spider Saint Ancestor's "Ten Thousand Tribulations Immortality Technique"
After that, his immortal will also disappeared with the wind, and finally turned into an ancient corpse.
Feng Pu's will can persist until now, but what is supporting her?