In the treasury with vague immortality, Feng Jinghong and the Taoist Immortal sat opposite each other.
"Has senior's injury recovered?"
The Immortal Taoist sighed: "There is no problem with normal shots, but I have not been able to return to my peak."
Feng Jinghong frowned: "What if there is another complete elixir fruit?"
The Immortal Taoist shook his head: "My soul is too seriously injured, and external objects cannot completely cure it. The only way to repair it is with time."
"Will it take a long time?" Feng Jinghong asked.
"About a thousand years should be enough." The Taoist Immortal's face was dull. For a supreme master, a thousand years is really not that long.
Unlike ordinary ancient emperors, the Immortal Taoist is a very special existence.
His body was made of the power of faith and was given life by the Immortal Emperor.
His Tao and Dharma were all borrowed from the Immortal Emperor. He had no unique imprint of the Imperial Tao, and had no connection with the imprint of the world.
Therefore, just like those masters of alternative enlightenment, he can be sealed.
As long as he is in the Immortal Source, his lifespan will not pass away.
This also means that he can take action without any scruples, and does not have to be as timid as those supreme beings who kill themselves.
Although he was unable to fully utilize the Immortal Emperor's Path Fruit, his combat power was enough to rival other supremely elevated Imperial Path masters.
It is precisely because of such a person of faith that the Immortal Emperor can go to Nirvana with peace of mind and entrust his family and subordinates to his protection.
The Immortal Taoist actually did quite well at first, until he met Wu Shi.
In fact, even the immortal Taoist's current state is enough to intimidate any supreme being, but Feng Jinghong is not satisfied.
In times of darkness and turmoil, there is more than one Supreme Being, and it is impossible for him to do nothing.
Forget about strangers, when the time comes for those groups in the universe that worship the immortal emperor to perform a big prayer spell, will he care or not?
"Is there any way to speed this up?" Feng Jinghong asked.
The Immortal Taoist muttered: "If we can go to places like the Immortal Mountain or Taichu Ancient Mine for healing, we should be able to recover faster, but I don't feel confident about them..."
Feng Jinghong understood what he meant. With an injured imperial master healing his wounds in front of him, it was difficult to ensure that other supreme masters would not take the opportunity to attack.
"If it's a place similar to a restricted area, I know there is another one..."
Feng Jinghong took out a roll of crystal star maps and pointed to one of them.
The Immortal Taoist was surprised: "Is this the Immortal Treasure Map drawn by the Emperor? If it is that place, it can indeed be..."
"Okay, wait until I finish a few things and set off with senior!"
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In the Northern Territory, with the revival of all races, the place is no longer as desolate as before, and has a lot more vitality.
Feng Jinghong came to an oasis all over the vast swamp alone. There was a small world inside, which was the residence of several important figures of the Monster Clan.
"Old Taoist, I have met Your Highness!" Taoist Chilong appeared. He had already crossed the threshold of killing the Tao. He had gained another thousand years of life and was more energetic than before.
"Senior, there's no need to be polite, I'm here to see Yan Ruyu."
"Your Highness, please follow me!"
Feng Jinghong was taken to the Immortal Palace: "The princess is still in seclusion. Your Highness will wait a moment while I go ask her to come out."
A moment later, Yan Ruyu came here, her face as cold as ever, and her tone was also cold:
"What brings you here?"
Feng Jinghong: "...Can't I come to you if nothing happens?"
Yan Ruyu said nothing, her clear and beautiful eyes just stared at him quietly.
After a long while, Feng Jinghong turned her head away with a guilty conscience. She seemed to have trouble every time she went to find someone, either to borrow the Imperial Soldier or to borrow the Emperor's Soldier...
"Ahem, what's that?" Feeling that she was being unreasonable, Feng Jinghong chose to change the subject:
"I'm leaving Beidou for a trip. I'm here this time to say goodbye and to have a gift for you." Feng Jinghong said.
Hearing the word "leave", Yan Ruyu's eyes moved slightly: "Where are you going and how soon will you be back?"
"Outside the territory, there is a mysterious and glorious planet. If we give it time, we should be able to come back in a dozen years."
After hearing this for more than ten years, Yan Ruyu seemed to be quietly relieved.
"By the way, this is a thank you gift for you..." Feng Jinghong took out a formation diagram.
"Now that the demon clan is getting bigger and bigger, it is a little inappropriate for you to stay in this small world. This is the land of Tianxuan Holy Land back then. The terrain and aura are top-notch. I got it from Wei Yi. From now on, you
Just move here."
Yan Ruyu bit her lip: "Is this a farewell gift?"
Feng Jinghong smiled and said: "Why don't you give me a gift? There will be more time in the future. This is just an ordinary gift."
Yan Ruyu's face softened a little: "Okay, then I'll accept it."
"How is that girl named Qin Yao doing?" Feng Jinghong asked again.
"Since you mentioned it last time, I have banned her from practicing anymore. You haven't told me why yet?" Yan Ruyu replied.
Feng Jinghong shook her head: "It has nothing to do with me, let her ask Mark if she has any questions."
What else could be the reason? Isn't it just that she is afraid that she will train herself to death...
Qin Yao was also a poor woman. In order to catch up with Ye Fan's cultivation, she practiced too anxiously. As a result, something went wrong and she died early.
But the man she risked her life for never had a place in his heart for her.
Bah, Ye Hei is such a scumbag!
Although this woman had nothing to do with him, he still managed to save her with a little effort. If she still died later, it would only mean that this was her fate.
"By the way, I heard that you have been a little impatient in your practice recently. What's going on?" Feng Jinghong asked.
"No such thing!" Yan Ruyu looked away without looking at his face: "I'm just a little upset because of other things."
"That's it... I'm just saying, Lao Yan, you are also a descendant of the Demon Emperor, how could you make such a stupid mistake, haha..." Feng Jinghong laughed.
"You can leave if you're fine!" Yan Ruyu's warm attitude suddenly turned cold again.
"ah?"
Feng Jinghong was a little confused, how could this girl fall out of love faster than she could flip through a book...
But thinking that women always have such strange days, he generously decided not to argue with her:
"Someone recently built a sky tower over the Northern Territory. Do you want to go and see it together?"
Yan Ruyu wanted to refuse, but hesitated and agreed anyway for some unknown reason.
Tianfang, floating above the clouds, is as dark as a dark cloud, casting a large shadow on the ground.
At this time, many monks, including ancient tribesmen and humans, have gathered here. They are exchanging some treasures and divine materials, but most of the people setting up stalls are ancient tribesmen.
In the ancient times, the resources on the earth were much more abundant than they are now, so many ancient tribes were relatively wealthy.
Feng Jinghong and Yan Ruyu were wandering around. It didn't take long for Yan Ruyu to be caught by something and couldn't move away anymore.
It was a verdant plant with budding flowers and full of vitality.