The nine ancient characters from the two imperial scriptures were refined into the left and right eyes respectively. This process went smoothly.
Feng Jinghong thought about this for a long time, and it was not difficult for him.
The left eye is Taiyin, and the right eye is Taiyang. If it ends now, then he will have developed the Yin-Yang Heavenly Eye.
It is even better than Wang Teng's martial arts eyes and the Holy Prince's flaming eyes.
Because their Heavenly Eyes are made by refining nine Emperor Wen with both eyes, while Feng Jinghong refines nine by each eye, so his Heavenly Eyes are stronger.
But Feng Jinghong didn't stop. He dragged the genius to the second floor of Sendai to start practicing the Sky Eye. Naturally, he had a big plan.
After his eyes were stable, he began to let the imperial characters of the two eyes blend with each other. The Taiyin Emperor characters moved to the right and the Sun Emperor characters moved to the left.
In this way, it is equivalent to each eye having to bear eighteen ancient characters.
Two completely opposite forces merge in the pupils, which is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, it will explode!
Feng Jinghong carefully guided the two forces to come into contact and slowly merge.
"Pfft!" The corner of his eye burst open, and a stream of blood spurted out.
Although it has been deduced many times, it is still very difficult to implement in practice.
The power of Nirvana is activated, the colorful flames burn, the damaged eyeball recovers immediately, and then the process continues.
Although she was injured from time to time, Feng Jinghong continued to persevere with her strong recovery power.
"Bang!" One of the eyeballs exploded. Feng Jinghong grunted and stopped practicing hard.
"It can't go on like this..." The integration of yin and yang is more difficult than he imagined.
The changes are endless and mysterious, and new problems will arise every time.
Moreover, injuries occur too frequently during this practice. Cultivating the Heavenly Eye requires full devotion. Too many injuries can easily damage the mind, and may even cause irreparable damage to the eyes.
After thinking for a long time, Feng Jinghong suddenly had an idea: "Stupid, how could you forget it!"
He slapped his forehead, and three streams of pure air flew out of his head, transforming into three of himself.
Feng Jinghong smiled slightly: "Thank you for your hard work, brothers!"
In the following time, the three clones tried to practice the Heavenly Eye, while Feng Jinghong's main body was observing and summarizing.
The clone is not afraid of damage, and it is much more reckless when practicing. From time to time, I can hear the sound of eyeballs exploding and blood splattering.
After three months of this, many problems were discovered and solved, and Feng Jinghong finally felt confident. The main body went into battle again.
First, stabilize the physical body with the Immortal Sutra, wrap the entire eyeball, and then evolve to the ultimate form in the eyeball.
The yin and yang meet in the dark pupils, slowly forming a yin and yang diagram of a great avenue.
The yin and yang rotate and the two qi are transformed. As he circulates the two emperor scriptures, the yin and yang diagram rotates faster and faster, and the power of the two original avenues gradually merges into one, giving birth to chaotic qi.
"Chi!" Suddenly a chaotic beam of light shot out from his pupils, piercing the wall of the training room silently, leaving two smooth holes.
"It's done!" Feng Jinghong was delighted. With the first success, the following things will be much easier.
Another three days and three nights passed, and it was only then that Feng Jinghong finally succeeded in cultivating the Heavenly Eye.
I saw the yin and yang diagram in his pupils rotating, and when his pupils opened and closed, he released beams of chaotic light, which were indestructible and destroyed all laws!
"This kind of Heavenly Eye is called the Chaos Heavenly Eye!"
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In the Heavenly Court Hall, the gods from all directions gathered together, and Lu Ya's position was already filled. Saints from the ancient tribes also gathered here.
"Everyone, we are here today to discuss important matters." Feng Jinghong paused briefly.
"Ziwei has finished everything. I plan to set off back to Beidou. Is there anyone willing to go with me?"
Upon hearing this news, most of the generals in Heaven were excited. Young people always yearn for a broader world, not to mention that they had long heard that Feng Jinghong's location was the Emperor's Burial Star.
That was where the ancient emperors gathered. There was an infinite secret of creation, so they were naturally very curious.
"Your Highness, I am willing to go!" Princess Poseidon was the first to stand up.
Later, the Nine-Headed Jiao King and the other three people also expressed their willingness to go, while the Taiyin God Son, Fa Hai and other five people chose to stay in Ziwei.
Feng Jinghong nodded and agreed. Then he looked at the saints of the ancient clan:
"Where are you seniors?"
"I am willing to return with Your Highness." The first one to speak was the Great Sage Motian, and then the Great Sage Cang Yue also expressed his willingness to go back.
"I won't go back. I can rest assured that Qianlun is here in the clan." Qianyuan said with a smile.
In the end, a total of twenty-four ancestor kings expressed their willingness to return to Beidou.
In the last years of ancient times, they were forced to leave their hometown and their people.
Now that they have the opportunity to return to their hometown and reunite with their clansmen, most people are very happy and do not want to miss such an opportunity.
"Okay, there are only so many people. It's settled now. Those who want to return now should prepare and gather here in three days!" Feng Jinghong made the decision.
Interestingly, after hearing that Feng Jinghong was leaving Ziwei and returning to Beidou, Yingbang actually came to visit:
"Your Highness, please take my child with you!"
"Why?" Feng Jinghong was puzzled.
Yingbang looked at the infant Yingtong with a doting look on his face and said:
"This child is extremely talented and has the potential to recreate the glory of his ancestors. It would be a waste of his talent to stay in Ziwei. Beidou is the gathering place for the inheritance of emperors, and that is where he should go!"
Yingbang's tone was sad but passionate: "Let him fight on behalf of the Holy Emperor and compete with other successors of the Emperor!"
Feng Jinghong looked at Yingbang in surprise. She didn't expect this person to have such vision and courage.
After thinking for a moment, he said calmly: "Okay!"
Sun Body's talent is indeed very good, and he is happy to cultivate it.
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In the heavenly school grounds, stands a huge five-color altar.
This originally belonged to Bajing Palace, but Feng Jinghong snatched it away.
When Feng Jinghong set out from Beidou, there were only three of him, Yancai Shuishen, and Ye Fan, all alone.
Now when I am about to return, I look at the flags fluttering and the endless army. I can't help but feel a bit heroic in my heart.
"The heaven will be left to you!" Feng Jinghong said to the God of Heaven.
Of course, he couldn't just walk away with such a big inheritance. He had to leave a trustworthy person to guard it.
"Are you sure you don't want to go with me?" Feng Jinghong looked at Yi Qingwu who was standing beside her.
"Your Highness, I want to stay on my home planet." Yi Qingwu shook her head gently.
"Okay!" Feng Jinghong said nothing more. Yi Qingwu was originally Ziwei's top talent, but now he has to teach her the Immortal Heavenly Skill and her cultivation level has reached a higher level. There is nothing to worry about.
"Let's go!" Feng Jinghong gave the order, the altar was activated, and several people disappeared in the light of the teleportation array.
When they appeared again, they were already in the starry sky. In front of them was a majestic star with five continents in total.
Seen from a high altitude, these five continents look like a five-color altar and the five internal organs of the human body, which is extremely magical.
"There are so many supreme auras that it deserves to be called the Emperor Burial Star!" Kunpeng sighed.
After everyone was teleported over, Feng Jinghong took out his Holy Spirit Chariot and sat on it.
This chariot was something he snatched from the Jade Spirit of Qinling Immortal Pond back then.
A purple unicorn pulls the cart, and a small green dragon and a fiery red suzaku hover in the sky to protect it, which is extremely noble.
Judging from the appearance alone, Feng Jinghong's car is indeed extremely noble. Coupled with the heavenly army surrounding him, it really looks like a god king traveling, majestic and majestic.