After experiencing an almost fatal catastrophe, Feng Jueyu's body was very weak, and he had no choice but to sit in the main hall and adjust his breath to heal his injuries.
This battle shocked him greatly. Now sitting cross-legged on the cold ground, he could still feel the residual warmth of the dark origin demonic fire like a wild beast, waiting for an opportunity to move under his buttocks.
A large area of the skin on his body was burned to the point of blistering, which was the result of the tough defense of the two physical arts. Feng Jueyu couldn't imagine what he would have done if he didn't have two powerful physical powers at his side. There won't be another outcome.
After several hours of healing, Feng Jueyu used all the methods he could think of, but the pain on his body was still there. Half of his face was almost disfigured, with round blisters that began to heal and leave scars even after the original conditioning. , but the itching caused by fresh skin and blood still made him unable to control himself in pain.
There is no way. He has used all the healing holy wounds on his body now, but the effect is minimal. Although the injury is not life-threatening, the extremely slow recovery is enough to make people miserable, but he can only use it through his own body. The original divine power, as well as the transformation of the essence of life and death in the Great Earth Burial Technique, slowly repaired the sick body that was about to collapse.
However, Feng Jueyu had no resentment towards Yang Yide at all, because he knew in his heart that Yang Yide's idea of killing him might not be true.
Not only that, he also used his life force while resting to help Yang Yide repair his injuries so that he would not die immediately. But he could only do this step, because Yang Yide, who was unconscious on the ground, no longer had any injuries on his body. Even the warrior's original divine power seems to have disappeared. This old man has lived for an unknown number of years. In the past, he had the support of the original source, which can ensure the permanent longevity. After losing the original source, he is visible to the naked eye. He is aging rapidly, which is heart-wrenching to watch.
The Demon King's portrait had been completely destroyed, and the wall was cracked into countless pieces. The small cracks caused the fragments that were not involved to fall off the ground after a long period of waiting and turned into ordinary tiles. There were even some Simply break it all into powder.
There is a space behind the Demon King's portrait, which is basically a room about a hundred feet tall. From Feng Jueyu's angle, he can see a stone platform about half a person high inside, with a simple handful of ancient weapons placed on it. It was a thick long sword. The sword had no scabbard, only the blade, which was stained with rust. There was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power. However, deep in the blade, there seemed to be a fire still burning vigorously.
Feng Jueyu ignored the sword, maybe it was the real Qi Yan Saber, but at the moment, Feng Jueyu didn't think there was anything worth looking forward to with that sword.
Not because it's old, but because I don't dare.
Yang Yide had used the sword's spirit before.
The soul of the sword is also the weapon and the spirit of the sword. Qiyan's Jue Tian Ba Dao Jue is too powerful. With his current sick body, I really don't know if he can conquer that sword.
He was waiting for Yang Yide to wake up.
Time is like water, passing by in a hurry.
Three days later, Feng Jueyu's entire frontal skin was covered in scars, and his face looked crooked as if dozens of insects were entangled with each other. The image was very terrifying.
At this time, Yang Yide finally woke up from the gloom.
"call!"
Yang Yide opened his eyes and looked weakly at the mostly damaged ceiling. Half of Feng Jueyu's body came into view at a diagonal angle. A strange light flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he realized that his body was heavy.
It was even difficult for him to move. He began to get frustrated, cry, and then laugh as if he was crazy, and he would not talk to Feng Jueyu.
Feng Jueyu sat next to Yang Yide, letting him vent. After a long time, Yang Yide seemed to have regained some strength and struggled to sit up with his hands on the ground.
But he tried several times without success.
Seeing this, Feng Jueyu stood up and silently gently supported Yang Yide's body, took him to the corner of the hall, asked him to sit against the wall, and then sat opposite Yang Yide.
Without the support of the original divine power, Yang Yide's body has become skinny and bones. His old wrinkles are like rags that have been rubbed hundreds of times, criss-crossing together. His hair has fallen out, leaving only three or two strands of white hair.
Fa Wuyi groaned, the door of the main hall was not closed, and the wind blowing in from the outside formed an air whirl in the main hall, bringing the few white hairs with it.
"I'm not dead yet, why didn't you do anything? Don't you hate me?"
When Yang Yide saw that Feng Jueyu was silent, he grinned, then couldn't help coughing twice, and when he lowered his head, he spit out a mouthful of blood, with two teeth mixed in the blood.
"Alas, a mortal fetus is a mortal fetus. This original divine power is just a spirit. Without it, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you can't stop aging."
Yang Yide's voice was very weak, like a dying old man. No, he was a dying old man himself.
Feng Jueyu looked at Yang Yide with calm eyes, without the resentment and anger after the fierce battle, as if nothing had happened just now. He lightly traced the space with his finger, and a few drops of dew condensed on Yang Yide's lips out of thin air, and then became thinner.
A few drops fell into Yang Yide's mouth.
"It's good to be able to drink some water." Yang Yide looked at Feng Jueyu and said with a smile.
"Why bother?" Feng Jueyu sighed, as if waiting for Yang Yide to reply.
Yang Yide smiled miserably and said: "Three hundred years ago, I was in the same state as I am now, not in terms of cultivation, but in terms of state of mind."
"After the Heavenly Demon, the disciples of the Sixth Clan of the Unborn Patriarch shouldered the heavy burden of fighting against the Heavenly Demon. The Tai Chi Demon Sealing Seal sealed the Heavenly Demon's Moling several times and achieved true peace. But what will we do after the peace? Everyone always
Can't we have nothing to do? So, the disciples of the Sixth Clan relied on the law of inability to practice left by their unborn ancestors to explore the real secrets of the world. During those days, the disciples of the Sixth Clan were almost possessed by demons because their ancestors once found an experience.
He was the only cultivator to survive a great accident 120,000 years ago. Although his cultivation had been destroyed in that accident, his memory still existed intact, so he left behind a volume
extract."
Yang Yide lowered his head and looked at the treasure bag on his waist with difficulty and said: "I can't open it now, so you have to take out everything."
Feng Jueyu nodded, went over and gently took off Yang Yide's treasure bag, and then dripped blood to identify the owner. After a flash of light, Feng Jueyu reached in and took out a very shabby notebook. This notebook It was very thick, and there were four words written on it, none of which Feng Jueyu recognized. However, in the lower right corner of the cover of the book, there were four translated words written on it.
"The Heavenly Book of Knowing Fate".
Feng Jueyu had never heard of the "Book of Knowing Fate" and looked at the book curiously without opening it.
Yang Yide, however, was looking at the "Book of Knowing Fate". This book recorded some detailed explanations about the ancient divine language, which were all personally conveyed to the ancestor of Weisheng by the senior who survived 120,000 years ago. It was also through it that our ancestors created countless rare and unique skills, and it also includes the addresses of some famous Tianzong and sects in the great world of 120,000 years ago. The methods and magical powers among them are all It has been translated and handed down by the ancestors of the late ancestors. You can take it and read it, and you will know what those symbols actually represent.
Yang Yide's words were very simple, as if he was explaining an ordinary event, more like telling a story.
"I don't know how many disciples of the Six clans are still alive now, but every clan has such a book, but what they have in their hands are all ancient divine words without interpretation, but through this book Some talented geniuses can also understand some of the techniques that have been recorded in detail, but doing so is very dangerous."
Feng Jueyu looked at "The Heavenly Book of Knowledge" and had the urge to open it and study it, but he did not do so because he knew that learning the divine language cannot be done in a day or two. .
Yang Yide ignored him and continued: "I am just too persistent. When I found Jidu City with this heavenly book, I thought I could find the way to become a god, so I wanted to devour and refine the source of darkness. But after I came here, I discovered that the source of darkness was too powerful. It was impossible for a mortal like me to swallow and refine it, so I absorbed the Youxiang Magic Zhi and used it to cultivate the source. But this source, It is not the main divine source of darkness. As long as someone controls the main divine source, the dark source in me will lose all its abilities. This is the same for you. But you are luckier than me. You should take the main divine source of darkness. Let's go. Although you can't swallow and refine it now, I think you will find a way."
Feng Jueyu was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Beyond the three origins of heaven, earth, and human beings, is there any divine source?"
Yang Yide chuckled: "The Taoist inheritance of this hot land is derived from the divine source. It naturally has the divine source."
"It seems that I guessed it right. The three origins of heaven, earth, and man are only the human world's conclusion on the origin. If it were in the upper world, it would probably not be in the eyes of the gods at all." Feng Jueyu nodded.
Yang Yide nodded and praised: "You are indeed smart. That's what you mean. Therefore, practitioners who pursue the perfection of Taoism and martial arts think that they have reached the top. That is wrong. How high is this sky?
In the grand world, we cannot see it, this is what our ancestors said before we were born."
Feng Jueyu thought for a while, looked at Yang Yide with some pity and said, "You can still live, I will help you."
"Don't bother." Yang Yide waved his hand to stop him, and said sadly: "I am a person who deserves to die. Not to mention that I was possessed by a demon, and I almost killed the savior my precious disciple invited me. You didn't kill me, right?
I am already a favor, if you want to ask anything else, just ask before I am dead."