Chapter 648: One hundred and eighty thousand last words
The thunder was rolling and the rain was like a waterfall.
The city at night was full of murderous people, and a murderous robbery was about to end. Only a man with a spear was standing alone in the rain, with pools of blood flowing under his feet. His handsome face turned very pale, without any trace of blood. color.
"Since he won't kneel, let's kill him." An ancestor of the Meng family stood in the rain curtain, with a faint brilliance on his body. The rainwater would automatically bounce away when it fell a foot away from his body.
"If you want to kill me, you are not qualified enough."
A green brilliance burst out of Feng Feiyun's dantian and turned into an ancient bronze ship. His body completed the bow shape and with a sudden bounce, he landed on the ancient ship.
The eighteen iron cloth sails on the ancient bronze ship began to rotate, making a loud "creeping" sound, and the patina glowed brightly. The "Dragon Horse River Picture" appeared above the hull, directly The space barrier set up by Mengjia was broken.
The green light flashed, and the next moment, the ancient bronze ship rushed out and shot straight into the sky.
"Going to escape."
An ancestor of the Meng family activated the power of the eighth-grade spiritual weapon and blasted a beam of light into the void, intending to cut down Feng Feiyun from the air.
Feng Feiyun stood on the ancient bronze ship and put away his dragon-scaled and phoenix leather clothes. His body instantly became half shorter, and many parts of his skin had broken apart. If it weren't for the fact that there were nine phoenix bones connected to each other in his body, he would be very vulnerable. It may have fallen apart.
"boom."
There was a killing light chasing behind me, its energy rushed into the clouds, and its light was brighter than lightning in the sky.
The ancient Huangshi coffin flew out automatically. The lid of the coffin opened, and endless blood overflowed from it. There were iron chains connected vertically and horizontally in the coffin, blocking the killings and sending out violent vibrations. After all, the ancient Huangshi coffin was automatic. Facing the enemy, he didn't have much energy to support him, so he was knocked backwards.
"puff."
Feng Feiyun was traumatized again by the counter-shock force. His body became scorched black, his skin lost its vitality, his pupils became dim, and the power of life was rapidly passing away.
"The ancient ship is so fast, it has already flown out of Yucheng."
The ancestor of the Meng family took back the eighth-grade spiritual weapon, landed on the ground, punched out a jade order from his sleeve, and shot straight into the sky, "Send the order to Jiyu and all the disciples of the Meng family to pursue the half-demon Feng Feiyun with all their strength. Whoever takes his head will be rewarded with a fiefdom of eighty thousand li."
The light of this jade order extended in all directions, and the branches of the Meng family distributed in Jiyu received the order immediately, and then sent countless strong men to search for Feng Feiyun's traces.
"Ancestor Maple Witch, what should we do with these half-demon?" The seventh supreme elder of the Meng family walked behind that ancestor and bowed slightly.
"Hmph, you still have the nerve to say that a mere half-demon can stir up such a huge fluctuation and make our lineage lose all face. Those old guys from the lineage will definitely jump out to accuse us, and then take the opportunity to suppress our lineage. I must go back immediately to ask the master to come out of seclusion and make countermeasures. I will leave it to you to deal with the aftermath." The ancestor of the Meng family looked very unhappy, paused, and then said: "Please comfort me. Try to suppress the matter to the minimum level and don't let those half-demon riots again."
call out.
After saying this, the ancestor of the Meng family disappeared through a spiritual path and went to a clan territory of the Meng family.
At the same time, Taiwei flew out of Yucheng and chased in the direction of the ancient bronze ship.
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Feng Feiyun encountered endless pursuits, and the wounds on his body became more and more serious. Even the phoenix bones seemed to be broken.
Quick, quick, quick.
Feng Feiyun traveled between the mountains and dangerous cliffs, spilling blood along the way and running in a hurry.
There was another sound of pursuit behind him, and a large group of people chased him. There were dozens of them, including monks from the older generation and talents from the younger generation. After a hard fight, Feng Feiyun knocked down five of them. , six people fought their way out and escaped again.
"He can't escape. This whole land has been surrounded by people from our Meng family. He will be killed soon."
Feng Feiyun kept running, over mountains and ridges, through the wasteland, and came to a large river. The river surface was wide, the terrain varied greatly, and the water flow was rapid, splashing white waves several meters high.
A boulder weighing ten thousand kilograms fell into the river, was instantly crushed by the water, and then sank to the bottom of the river.
"Haha, that is a demonic river where the ancestors of the Ascension Realm were buried. No living thing can cross that river."
"He was injured too badly and is now at the end of his rope."
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More than a dozen groups of monks who were chasing Feng Feiyun crossed the mountains and laughed wildly when they saw Feng Feiyun standing by the river. They knew that Feng Feiyun had no way out and it was only a matter of time before Feng Feiyun died in their hands. .
Feng Feiyun's body was covered with blood scabs, and his facial features could hardly be seen clearly. His hair fell off and his robes were in tatters. He looked at the faces of these people coldly, then forcibly summoned the ancient bronze ship again, and flew to the ancient ship. superior.
The ancient bronze ship is as big as a mountain, full of ancient atmosphere, even the canvas is tattered, sailing on the magic river, riding the sail to break the waves, presenting a magical scene.
"Oh my God, what kind of ship is that? It can actually sail on the Demon River."
Those Mengjia monks who chased to the edge of the Demon River were stunned by the scene in front of them. The river in front of them had once buried the feathered Demon King and was contaminated with demonic nature. No one could cross it for thousands of years. It was a natural chasm. Jiyu is considered a famous magic place.
At this moment, a tattered ancient bronze boat was sailing on the Demon River, slowly disappearing into the gray clouds and smoke, and the sound of canvas rustling could be heard in the distance.
"Go back quickly and report to the clan elders that Feng Feiyun has crossed the Demon River and gone to the northern part of Jiyu." Someone sent an order to pass the news back to the Meng family.
This big river is called "Eternal Life River". "Devil River" is just a name for it. It is 32 million miles long and is the longest river in the Ji region. As for how wide the Demon River is, no one knows. Because since an feathered demon king was buried in the river, this place has become a forbidden place for life, and bones can be seen floating on the river at any time.
The ancient bronze ship sailed to the center of the Demonic River and was attacked. Feng Feiyun's body could no longer bear the force and fell on the ancient bronze ship. His eyes became darker and darker, and finally he slowly closed them. .
This time, the ancient bronze ship did not fly into Feng Feiyun's dantian, but still quietly washed over the Demon River, drifting in an unknown direction with the impact of the Demon River's current.
Feng Feiyun's body gradually became cold, and even the blood flowing out of his body was almost solidified, just like this ancient ship, without a trace of life.
The deck of the ancient bronze ship was rusty and covered with a thin layer of white ash. Every particle of dust was extremely heavy, like the ashes left behind after the death of the Holy Spirit.
"Kyushu collapsed, everything fell, died, all died..."
In the boundless darkness, Feng Feiyun vaguely heard such a voice. There was a person telling something in his ear...
If I'm not already dead, why can I still hear sounds?
Who is speaking.
"My Tao is the Tao of immortality. After attaining Taoism, I will die whether heaven or earth will die..."
Another voice sounded. This was another person's voice, completely different from the one just now.
"There are nine heavens in the sky, nine earths in the earth, and nine springs in hell, connecting heaven and earth..."
The third voice sounded, and the voice was very domineering, much like a master of heaven and earth chanting the laws of heaven and earth.
"Who are you and what are you talking about?" Feng Feiyun wanted to shout out, but his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat and could not be heard.
No one responded to him, and someone else started to say some weird things, but they only said one sentence and there was no follow-up. No matter how Feng Feiyun asked, the other party would not answer him.
"Another prosperous age, but unfortunately, after the prosperous age, it will be destroyed..."
This is the eighteen thousand and sixth sentence Feng Feiyun has heard.
Feng Feiyun no longer paid attention to the voice that kept ringing in his ears, and thought to himself: "You are dead, but I can't die. I want to be reborn in Nirvana. I want to be reborn in Nirvana. If I die, I will live, or if I don't, I will find peace."
On the ancient bronze ship, Feng Feiyun's body gradually showed a little spot of light. The nine phoenix bones burned like charcoal. The blood in his body became hot again. The white ash on the deck of the ancient ship was Grains burrowed into Feng Feiyun's wounds.
Every grain of white ash penetrates into Feng Feiyun's body, and a sentence will ring in Feng Feiyun's ears. Some are words of enlightenment, some are the most common sighs, and some are even just laughter.
After an unknown amount of time, all the wounds on Feng Feiyun's body were healed, and a ball of fire enveloped his body, as if he was like a phoenix bathed in fire.
"Bang, bang, bang."
There were three soft sounds in a row, and the bones in three key locations on the body turned as red as blood, blazing brightly, as if they had turned into three stars.
The tenth phoenix bone, the eleventh phoenix bone, the twelfth phoenix bone.
I don’t know how much time passed...
Feng Feiyun slowly climbed up from the ground, the twelve phoenix bones in his body were flashing continuously, and a stream of essence was flowing between the twelve phoenix bones.
"Death and Nirvana, Nirvana and rebirth, this is the calamity of death." Feng Feiyun murmured to himself, slowly closing his eyes, feeling a surging force churning in his body. The white light spots rise and fall in the golden Buddha aura, giving it a Taoist charm like a sky filled with stars.
"This is... the ashes of the Holy Spirit." Feng Feiyun felt that there was an aura that surpassed the power of feathering on the hundreds and thousands of light spots in his body.
Every ashes contains a trace of the Tao left by the ancient Holy Spirit.
When Feng Feiyun was half dead, he heard one hundred and eight thousand words, which were all the last words of the ancient Holy Spirit. Each ashes contained a sentence. These ashes penetrated into Feng Feiyun's body. These words contained A trace of the Holy Spirit's will among the ashes was introduced into Feng Feiyun's mind.
A grain of ashes, a word.
One hundred and eight thousand last words, one hundred and eight thousand kinds of will of the Holy Spirit.