Chapter 456: The Burial Masters Guidance, the Second Spiritual Root
"Father, I have been waiting for you for a long time!" Feng Yi smiled as brightly as a flower.
Feng Jinghong was surprised for a moment, then smiled and said: "It seems that some changes have happened to you that I don't know about. You have to tell me carefully."
"Of course, but father is not here to see me today, right? I will take you to see the senior burial master, and we will talk as we walk."
The environment of the burial ground is different from that of every other world. Death contains life, and life contains death.
It seems that there are loose desert-like sand everywhere, but in fact it contains amazing vitality and energy. Five-color soil, multi-color soil, all kinds of soil, etc. have become common here.
Feng Jinghong followed Feng Yi and walked slowly on the soft ground, listening to her tell the story of how she came here.
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"After being promoted to Immortal King, I felt a calling, and the feeling in my heart guided me here. It wasn't until I met Senior Burial Master that I understood everything."
Just as Feng Jinghong once guessed, Feng Yi was indeed a great master in his previous life, that is, the supreme giant - a chicken farmer.
"In my previous life, I had an old relationship with the Phoenix Clan, so I adopted and rescued some Phoenixes who failed to achieve Nirvana. Over time, I naturally became proficient in the method of Nirvana in Fire. Unexpectedly, it was this method of Nirvana that saved me in the end.
His true spirit is immortal."
In that dark war at the end of the ancient times, too many masters from all realms died.
The butcher, the chicken farmer, and the seller of counterfeit medicine were all considered the first level under the Imperial Realm by all walks of life, but two of them were still killed in the battle, and only the butcher survived.
"At the beginning, many fallen immortal kings launched dark curses on me, and I couldn't resist it. In order not to be eroded by the darkness after my death, I burned myself with the holy fire of Nirvana at the last moment, but I didn't expect that it left a glimmer of hope.
A ball of fairy fire."
Feng Jinghong nodded: "Live towards death and see the light instead."
In great world wars, those who are greedy for life and fearful of the dead are more likely to perish, but those who fight against the odds are more likely to survive.
Isn't it the highest level of sacrifice in ancient times that requires the most determination and fearless courage to sacrifice everything?
After thinking for a while, he added: "Of course, luck is also very important."
In this life, she met herself and was able to emerge from the fairy fire and reappear in the world.
In the original trajectory, there was no trace of the fairy fire in the later period. It seems that the true spirit was not awakened in the end.
"Luck is indeed important. Without the help of my father, I would not be able to be reborn. Without the help of the senior burial master, I would not be able to awaken the memories of my previous life."
"So, are you Feng Yi or a chicken farmer now?"
"What do you think, father?" Feng smiled and said nothing.
Feng Jinghong also smiled: "I was wrong. Care will lead to chaos."
The chicken farmer has passed away, his body and soul are gone.
Now that only the true spirit has been revived, being able to recall some of the experiences and avenues of the past life is already beyond the pale, and it is absolutely impossible to reshape one's personality and soul.
What's more, they are the same person in their past and present lives. She is the one who raises chickens, and Feng Yi is also her. There is no need to differentiate at all!
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The funeral director was a handsome middle-aged man with a gentle temperament and no airs of seniority.
However, in my impression, the burial warriors seem to be easier to talk to, and I don’t know if it’s because of their unique cultivation techniques.
"My little friend's talents are indeed extraordinary. He has become a giant in just a few million years. There is hope for the imperial realm!" the burial master said with a smile.
"Only try your best!" Feng Jinghong said.
After cultivating to this point, he deeply realized how difficult it was to reach the realm of the Immortal Emperor.
Emperor Huang Tian was able to enter the country so quickly in the first place, largely because he was forced to do so by various pressures.
The Origin Ancient Artifact is infected in a wave, and it will be over if you don’t break through to the Quasi-Immortal Emperor.
The Immortal Emperor of Corpses can be chopped down with one sword, and the game will be over if he doesn't break through to the Immortal Emperor.
It can only be said that everything has pros and cons. Although he faced the most dangerous and difficult situation, he also got the best training, so he made rapid progress.
The environment that people of my generation now face is relatively comfortable, so they can only make progress slowly.
However, Feng Jinghong is not anxious about this, but is happy to see the results.
Slowness has the advantage of being able to fully develop your power, accumulate strength, and protect the people around you to the greatest extent.
It was true that Emperor Huangtian was fast and strong, but the price he paid was too heavy. His relatives, friends, and comrades were all about to die. He would never do that.
If you can't protect the safety and joy of the people you cherish, then your practice is meaningless!
"Speaking of which, senior's aura seems to be..."
Somewhat weak.
The Burial Master is the oldest monk in the world, and also the monk with the highest level of cultivation except Emperor Huangtian.
As early as the chaotic ancient times, there was only a thin line between him and the Quasi-Immortal Emperor, and he should be even stronger now.
But judging from what Feng Jinghong has observed now, it seems that he is not that strong, and is about the same as himself.
The burial master smiled and said: "Have you seen that, I am just a Dharma body, and I have already followed Emperor Huang Tian to the heaven."
"So that's it." Feng Jinghong understood clearly: "Senior is really amazing. His true body is fighting at the front, and his dharma body also suppresses the rear to cultivate talents. It's admirable!"
The burial master smiled and shook his head: "It's just that I can't let go of these descendants. I've already lost my daughter once, and I can't lose more."
The death of the chickens in the war was a huge blow to the burial owner.
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When immortal kings meet, discussing the Tao is indispensable.
The Burial Master is indeed the most senior monk, and his knowledge reserve is astonishingly high.
Not only is he proficient in almost all existing methods, but he also has a deep understanding of the ancient practice systems before the establishment of the Immortal Ancient Method. He can be called a living history book.
It was said to be a discussion, but to put it bluntly, the burial master was speaking, while Feng Jinghong and Feng Yi were listening.
At this point, one hundred thousand years have passed.
Feng Jinghong benefited a lot and bowed sincerely to the burial master: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance!"
The burial master smiled and nodded: "You're welcome, you saved my little girl, if you really want to talk about it, it's me who should thank you.
I see that your five secret realms are full of divine light and have hidden vitality. You should be creating your own Dharma, right?"
"That's right! I think that if you want to transcend, you must open up a new path. Following the footsteps of the predecessors is destined to end." Feng Jinghong said.
The burial master praised: "You are very good at having such awareness and taking action at this age. You may really be able to help Huangtian Emperor."
"Speaking of this, is there anyone left in Heaven? Why didn't I see any soldiers when I visited all walks of life?" Feng Jinghong asked doubtfully.
The burial master sighed: "The tribes of Heaven are all warriors who have survived from ancient times, and they only want to follow the footsteps of Emperor Huang Tian. The last group of people also went to heaven thousands of years ago.
No, no heavenly soldiers or generals will choose to stay in this world."
Feng Jinghong was slightly silent: "How can you say that you have no clothes? You are wearing the same clothes as your son. This is how a comrade-in-arms should be!"
With the status of the Huangtian Emperor, any general who stays in this world will definitely enjoy the highest status and treatment, but they step onto the battlefield without hesitation and have no nostalgia for the glory and enjoyment. This is the result of the most cruel war.
warrior.
Only this group of warriors can guard the front line with Emperor Huangtian and create a perfect world for all living creatures in the world.
The burial master said solemnly: "Actually, this is also the result of helplessness. Emperor Huangtian said when he came back that the enemies outside of heaven are beyond imagination, and we must use every ounce of our strength to win.
Your generation is very strong, very strong. Although your cultivation level is still a little low now, you have already shown the potential to surpass the ancient heaven. You can be called the golden generation!
Your future is limitless, I look forward to you growing up and joining me and the others on the front lines!"
"Senior, don't worry, we will live up to the name of heaven!"
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For the next time, Feng Jinghong stayed at the burial ground. It not only had the best roads and environment in all realms, but also had ancient masters like the burial master who could ask for advice at any time. It would be a waste not to make good use of it.
And it is worth mentioning that another Enlightenment tea tree is also here.
When Feng Jinghong asked about it, the burial master said: "This spiritual root is incomplete. The people in Heaven thought it would be a pity to bring it into the battlefield in its incomplete form, so they left it in this world and waited for the successors to complete it.
.I know the other one is in your hands, if you need to take it away directly."
So, on this day, a fairy tree descended with colorful spiritual lights, fell into the Immortal Mountain, and automatically became one with the Enlightenment Tea Tree.
The second spiritual root of the ancient immortal era reappears in the world!