Facts have proved that when there is a stable road to immortality in front of them, not many people will not be able to think about it.
In the original plot, many talented people rushed to the scene like moths to a flame. That was because they had no choice but to fight for a glimmer of light with their lives.
Now that Feng Jinghong has opened up a broad road for them, there is no need to take risks, and they have chosen to remain in the strongest state for the future.
Six thousand five hundred years after Feixian Calendar, two of the top human race warriors, Human King Ti and Zhang Bairen, joined the Heavenly Court and proclaimed themselves together with many powerful warriors.
Not only the powerful people who have achieved enlightenment through alternative methods, but also many quasi-emperors with good qualifications have also proclaimed themselves, such as Emperor Tian, Tianyao Ti, Feathered King, Innate Tao Fetus Zixia, etc.
Although they are not qualified to let the Supreme Emperor personally open the door to immortality once, there is still hope to get a spot when it opens next time.
We have all seen the dawn of immortality, and no one is willing to die in obscurity. There is always hope in life.
For these people, Feng Jinghong also values more. Their qualifications are good, and as long as they have enough time, they can survive to reach the supreme level.
I wonder if Pang Bo and his ilk will be able to become Immortal Kings after many epochs. There is no reason for these people to be worse.
As for those who are even less talented, there is no need to keep them.
The spirituality of a world is limited. Too many old trees will inevitably affect the development of new seedlings, so it is best for them to die peacefully.
After seven thousand years of Feixian calendar, the glorious world began to wither, and the great saints began to die one after another. A sad atmosphere spread in the universe, like the autumn wind, extremely desolate.
Eight thousand years after the Feixian calendar, Yan Ruyu was also sealed by Feng Jinghong.
Although she wanted to stay with Feng Jinghong for a while longer, Feng Jinghong resolutely did not allow her to waste her time needlessly.
After being baptized with the essence and blood of Feng Jinghong and Qingdi, Yan Ruyu's physical fitness has been greatly enhanced, her lifespan has also been greatly extended, and she is now qualified to attain enlightenment.
But no matter how long her life span is, she must be self-declared at nine thousand years old, otherwise her body will degenerate and it will be difficult to achieve enlightenment in her first life.
Feixian has been flying for nine thousand years, the stars have disappeared, and the universe has become dim.
Feng Jinghong traveled around the nine heavens and ten places, causing cheers, but the people cheering had changed more than one generation.
When he revisited Beidou, he met a man he had rarely seen before in Zhongzhou.
"I sincerely invite fellow Taoists to join the Heavenly Court and fly to immortality together in the future!" Feng Jinghong said solemnly.
"Thank you Emperor for your kindness, but I have no intention of immortality. I just want to be buried here with her." Xiang Yufei shook his head.
This was the first person to take the initiative to reject Feng Jinghong's invitation, but he couldn't blame the other party for this. He could only sigh: "That's a pity!"
Needless to say, Zhonghuang's talent was a perfect seed for enlightenment. Feng Jinghong truly felt that it was a pity that such a talent passed away quietly.
Xiang Yufei cupped his hands and said: "The emperor has the ambition to conquer the world and conquer the mountains and rivers. I know that you must have a big plan to gather talents like this, but Xiang really has no fighting spirit, so I can only say sorry."
Feng Jinghong shook his head: "Everyone has his own ambitions and cannot force it. The infatuation of Taoist friends is rare in ancient times. Feng wishes you all the best!"
He really admired Xiang Yufei's choice.
In the world of monks, this kind of thing about dying for love is as unbelievable as a myth, not to mention that he is an unparalleled genius with the qualifications to attain enlightenment.
Only enviing mandarin ducks but not immortals has become a reality for Xiang Yufei.
For such people, he can only bless...
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On this day, Feng Jinghong was retreating in her elixir garden when she suddenly received an unexpected guest.
"This is... ginseng fruit? The emperor is really lucky. You have almost collected all the elixirs in the universe, right?" Ye Fan sighed.
"Yes, there are only two trees left. Why don't you help me and donate the bodhi trees to make up the whole tree for me?" Feng Jinghong chuckled.
Ye Fan coughed awkwardly: "You should leave some way for others to survive..."
He was really a little afraid that Feng Jinghong would snatch it from him.
Feng Jinghong smiled and stopped talking about this topic: "At the 10,000-year-old mark, ordinary holy bodies should have passed away, but you still don't look old. You are worthy of the name of the most powerful holy body in history!"
"The emperor is joking. You are the real immortal. I just need to have an appearance. If I don't pretend to be self-proclaimed, I will really become an old man." Ye Fan touched his gray hair and sighed.
He could feel that he should be able to survive for another five or six thousand years, but there was no point in holding on any longer.
As long as Feng Jinghong's Emperor's Seal still hangs there, it will be impossible for him to attain enlightenment, even if he relies on the elixir to live another life.
Instead of wasting your vitality, it is better to seal yourself at the strongest moment and wait for future attacks.
As early as two thousand years ago, he had sealed his wife, daughter, and disciples, and now he finally has it.
"I came here this time to say goodbye to the Emperor. I'm also going to find a place to call myself. I don't know what year it will be when I wake up next time. Then I'll come back and ask for a cup of tea."
The longer you live, the lighter you will look at some things, such as festivals and opponents.
In this life, there is no enmity between Feng Jinghong and Ye Fan. On the contrary, he still has a lot of kindness towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan is not an ungrateful person, but his wife and friends decided that he could only distance himself from Feng Jinghong.
Only when he was alone could he come here and have a chat with peace of mind.
In the 10,000th year of the Feixian calendar, Yin Tiande came to challenge him, but was beaten to pieces by Feng Jinghong with a palm, and he was defeated miserably.
Feng Jinghong did not go for treatment or point out anything, and the other party did not claim to be self-proclaimed but came to challenge her at the last moment of her life, which was her choice to end her life proudly.
For such a person, mercy only insults his pride.
In this world, Yin Tiande is the only person who has made such a choice. He is also the proudest person Feng Jinghong has ever seen, so Feng Jinghong respects him in return and fights him with the strongest attitude!
After the First World War, Yin Tiande returned to Ziwei with a seriously injured body and buried himself in his hometown.
At this point, the golden age has completely ended, and only Feng Jinghong is left.
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Time flies, and another ten thousand years have passed.
The world undergoes cycles of birth and death, with prosperity and decline. The universe after the Golden Age has ushered in the harshest winter.
In this life, not to mention quasi-emperors and great sages will no longer be seen. It is truly an era where sages are the masters of affairs.
Fortunately, there is still a supreme emperor, which allows the monks to remember the ultimate glory of the past.
Feng Jinghong discovered that the vitality of the Phoenix clan was more powerful than he expected. Now he is over 20,000 years old, but he still shows no signs of aging and his strength is still on the rise. He is even more terrifying than Ye Fan in the original plot.
It wasn't until another five thousand years passed that he finally had a strand of white hair.