He really couldn't be sure whether the person in front of him was Zhao Chengfeng.
If so, why could Zhao Chengfeng not be able to sense the Immortal Spirit Clothes, and why his aura was completely different from before.
If not...who is he?
After a while, Zhao Chengfeng opened his eyes, slowly raised his head, looked at Fang Yu, and asked: "You... don't need to recover?"
"No need." Fang Yu replied, "I'm not injured."
Hearing this, Zhao Chengfeng's eyes moved slightly and said: "You previously killed so many members of the Tianhuan Temple... The Tianhuan Temple will not give up, and you will become their biggest revenge target. For you,
This is not a good thing."
"Since I chose to take action, it doesn't matter whether they retaliate or not." Fang Yu said with a smile, "Besides, after the fight, I found that the Tianhuan Temple was just like that. If you want revenge, just come, it's nothing more than playing the flute again.
That’s all.”
Zhao Chengfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "What is the name of the flute in your hand...?"
"Zhu Xian Flute." Fang Yu replied.
"The sound produced by this flute contains the aura of the Great Law... But I feel that you are not an Immortal King." Zhao Chengfeng said slowly.
"It is true that I am not the Immortal King, but this Immortal-killing Flute is the Immortal King's natal magical weapon." Fang Yu raised his eyebrows.
"The Immortal King's natal magical weapon..."
Zhao Chengfeng looked at Fang Yu with even more strange eyes, but he did not continue to ask this question. Instead, he shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Don't underestimate the Tianhuan Temple. The group you saw today
The monks are not the real core force of the Tianhuan Temple...the master of the Tianhuan Temple and the four old monsters are their foundation."
"Palace Master, four old monsters...are these all immortal king-level beings?" Fang Yu asked curiously.
"There are indeed immortal kings, and there are also beings above the Four Symbols Realm." Zhao Chengfeng replied.
"What is above Xuanxian?" Fang Yu asked.
This question made Zhao Chengfeng stunned for a moment, and he looked at Fang Yu with an even weirder look.
In his opinion, it was impossible for Fang Yu not to know the answer to this question.
"Sorry, I come from a small place and have little experience. I really don't know the specific realm." Fang Yu shrugged and said.
"Monks in the late Four Symbol Realm can be called saint-level powerhouses in the wild world." Zhao Chengfeng said calmly, "You should know this."
"I know." Fang Yu replied immediately.
"Therefore, the realm above the Four Symbols Realm, that is, the realm above the Mysterious Immortal Realm, is the Holy Immortal Realm." Zhao Chengfeng added.
Holy paradise!?
Fang Yu's eyes flashed.
The realm above the Xuanxian Realm is the Saint Immortal Realm!
This was the first time he had heard of this realm.
It sounds awesome.
"Brother Zhao, can you tell us in detail the levels within this Holy Immortal Realm?" Fang Yu continued to ask.
"There are no small realms in the Holy Immortal Realm, and there are no earlier, middle or later stages." Zhao Chengfeng glanced at Fang Yu and replied, "The criterion for judging strength is based on the number of Immortal Stars condensed by monks. As for me.
As we know, there is a saint in the legend who cultivated eighteen stars, so... we can call him the eighteen-star saint."
"I see." Fang Yu nodded and said, "Then Brother Zhao must be a strong man in the Saint Immortal Realm. I wonder how many immortal stars Brother Zhao has condensed?"
"Me?" Zhao Chengfeng showed a strange smile and did not answer the question.
Fang Yu didn't ask any further questions.
After all, the two parties are not familiar with each other yet, and if he keeps asking, it will arouse resentment.
"What is the fairy star?" Fang Yu asked again.
"You haven't reached the Holy Fairyland yet?" Zhao Chengfeng frowned and asked.
"Of course not." Fang Yu replied, "otherwise, why would I ask so many questions?"
Zhao Chengfeng stared straight at Fang Yu, was silent for a moment, and said: "The Immortal Star... is the refining of the Immortal's own immortal power by the Holy Immortal. It is actually similar to the Immortal Source in the past, but the condensation of the Immortal Star
The higher the speed, the more stable the cultivation level, and the intensity of the immortal power contained in it will be stronger."
"In addition, the four images give rise to all things, and the immortals in the four image realm can create the world, and the immortal star cultivated by the holy immortal can actually be regarded as a star... It is a world in itself."
Fang Yu opened his eyes wide and heard what he heard.
For him at this Qi refining stage, this holy fairyland is really mysterious.
However, no matter how much you hear about these things, it is better to actually face a strong man from the Holy Immortal Realm in actual combat...that way you can have a more specific understanding.
"By the way, when Brother Zhao took away the Wenxing Emperor Seal... he should have had a head-on confrontation with the master of the Tianhuan Temple and the Four Demons, right?" Fang Yu thought for a while and asked again.
"We have fought against each other." Zhao Chengfeng replied slowly, "They are both very powerful beings and worthy of the prestige they enjoy now."
"I'd like to ask out of curiosity, why did Brother Zhao take the risk to snatch the Star Emperor Seal back then?" Fang Yu asked this question after hesitating for a moment.
If he wanted to know whether the person in front of him was the person he knew, Wang Zhao Chengfeng, he had to get more information.
These questions will have to be answered sooner or later.
After Zhao Chengfeng heard Fang Yu's question, he just smiled with an unknown meaning and did not answer directly. Instead, he asked: "Why do you ask so many questions?"
"Brother Zhao's reputation has long spread throughout the wild world." Fang Yu replied, "I'm really curious as to why Brother Zhao had the courage to do such a thing back then."
"Do you know what the Star Emperor Seal is?" Zhao Chengfeng asked.
"I don't know, but I can guess that it is something extraordinary. Otherwise, Tianhuan Temple wouldn't have been looking for you like crazy for so many years." Fang Yu replied.
"Then let me tell you... The Wenxing Emperor Seal is the seal left by the Wenxing Immortal Emperor." Zhao Chengfeng said slowly, "This seal... contains the Wenxing Immortal Emperor's seal.
law."
"Ask the Star Immortal Emperor... The Immortal Emperor is a being more powerful than the Immortal King..." Fang Yu asked with surprise in his eyes.
"You asked me why I took action, because... that is a treasure that belongs to us." Zhao Chengfeng said slowly, "Wenxing Immortal Emperor is an Immortal Emperor born from the human race!"
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