The lingering voice came slowly, like the cries of lonely ghosts in the graveyard late at night, erratic.
If it weren't for the realm of nothingness, Feng Jueyu would probably ignore it. Why would anyone talk here?
Feng Jueyu stopped and looked in the direction of the sound. Not long after, he noticed a blurry shadow floating in front of him.
The other party didn't seem to notice his existence, and just drifted past from left to right.
"stop!"
Feng Jueyu shouted low, calling the person who came, and the blurry shadow stopped.
From the depths of darkness as dark as an abyss, a shadow that was neither real nor imaginary floated over.
His speed was not fast, and he was even more unsteady. Sometimes he staggered, sometimes his shadow appeared, and he slowly approached Feng Jueyu.
At this moment, Feng Jueyu saw clearly that the person coming was a burly old man wearing black brocade clothes.
The old man's beard is all white and silver, draped over his shoulders. His clothes are torn and there are many traces of wounds from swords and halberds. He has lost one shoe and has one bare foot floating in the air. His cloudy eyes are full of doubts, as if he is curious about everything.
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The most important thing is that although this old man has no vitality at all, he gives people a dark and cold feeling, and he does not look like a kind person.
"Who are you?"
Just as Feng Jueyu was looking at the old man seriously, the old man also saw him. The two looked at each other with the same confusion and doubts, and they just looked at each other.
Feng Jueyu felt somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had seen this old man.
At this time, the old man asked the second question: "Where am I?"
The old man's first sentence was full of vigilance, and when he asked the second sentence, he was already impatient and irritable.
"The God of Resentment?"
Feng Jueyu spread his spiritual thoughts and soon discovered that the old man was just a ray of will power left in the world. If left in a place like the road, he would become a resentful god.
"You damn god of resentment, little guy, you are so rude, do you know who I am?"
"Oh? Who are you?"
Feng Jueyu asked, not guarding against the other party. There were fundamental differences between the old man and the God of Resentment.
The resentful god on the road is a special kind of wandering soul that has lost its will and was controlled by the divine power of the god during his lifetime. It has the powerful means and Taoist foundation of the deceased's lifetime.
But this old man has no aura of divine power at all. In other words, he is just a wandering soul and does not pose any threat.
However, the old man himself seemed not to have noticed this detail, and he acted like a arrogant, arrogant and ruthless person.
"You little guy, you don't know me, huh?"
The old man's face was full of contempt, and then he realized that Feng Jueyu's energy was not strong: "It turns out that he is a god in the seventh realm. No wonder he has to recognize me. Please listen to me. I am in the second level of heaven.
Wuling God, who is known as the Evil King of Tushan, you can kneel down."
"Kneel down?"
Feng Jueyu almost laughed angrily. It was just a wandering spirit of will that dared to let him kneel down. He was afraid that he didn't know that if he took action, he would be able to kill him in a matter of minutes.
Wait a minute.
Just when he thought of this, Feng Jueyu was slightly startled: "Wuling? Are you Wuling? Where do you practice in the lower world?"
"Are you brave? You can inquire about my origins at will. Please fight me."
The Wuling God was furious, his illusory figure flickered, he stretched out a thin and withered palm, and with his five fingers slightly bent, he grabbed Feng Jueyu.
Feng Jueyu didn't bother to pay attention and stood still.
The wandering soul of the will does not have any divine power, and even this Wuling's soul and spirit are incomplete and seriously missing. Let alone hurting himself, I am afraid that he cannot even touch it.
call!
Sure enough, Wuling God's palm passed through Feng Jueyu's body, and there was no contact between the two.
"You...how could you do this? What kind of monster are you?"
Wuling Tianshen missed the attack and was stunned. When he grabbed hard, his body flew through Feng Jueyu's body and did not touch Feng Jueyu at all.
Sure enough, your guess was not wrong?
Feng Jueyu sighed secretly. He heard Wu Ling's vague murmur before reuniting. He was almost sure that Wu Ling was dead, and he himself didn't know his situation.
Feng Jueyu didn't respond, just looked at Wu Ling with his hands behind his back.
The latter was shocked, his mind was in chaos, and then he held his head and yelled like crazy: "This is impossible, you are a little god, how could I not catch you... Hey, no, you are a swimmer
Soul Resentment God, no, you are not, even if you are the Wandering Soul Resentment God, I can easily catch you, I, am I dead? Am I dead?"
Wu Ling was talking to himself as if he was nervous, and his mind was obviously confused.
"It seems you don't know you are dead yet."
Feng Jueyu sighed and asked: "Your name is Wu Ling. When you were in the lower realm, did you practice on Hongtu Star?"
"How do you know? You..."
Feng Jueyu had already guessed that this Wuling was one of the origins that he had cultivated back then, one of the Yin origins. It was once listed as the 68th source of human beings in the mortal world. It was a very special kind of origin.
The master of origin with talent and foundation.
It is worth mentioning that Feng Jueyu did not learn the origin of the world from the mouths of the world protectors of all the stars until he killed Mo Ling.
Most of the origins of the world are species born from heaven and earth, and are later learned by practitioners. Based on this practice, they gradually grow in strength.
In the lower realm, the ranking of origins is divided into three categories: heaven, earth, and humans. The heaven position is the strongest and highest, and the human position is the weakest and lowest.
This ranking is jointly discussed by the guardians of all heavens and realms, and has nothing to do with the divine realm.
The World Protectors believe that people's self-cultivation needs to rely on the source as a medium, so they define some spirits that can allow practitioners to gain strength as the source.
In addition, there is always some divine source flowing into the lower realm from the upper realm. Taking this as a reference, the existence of the three origins of heaven, earth and man appeared.
Wu Ling has never practiced on Hongtu Star, but maybe his origin is not on Hongtu Star. In short, this is the first existence to master the origin of Wu Ling.
And he himself is also called Wu Ling.
In the past, Feng Jueyu had opened the Realm of Nothingness twice to meet and talk with the origin masters of his cultivation, but that time, not all the origin masters appeared, and Wu Ling did not appear at that time.
In fact, Feng Jueyu didn't understand how the Realm of Nothingness was born. It might have something to do with the Hong Yuan Scripture, or it might have something to do with the techniques he practiced. However, since several origin masters were involved in this matter, it seemed particularly mysterious.
And once, through a conversation with the origin masters, Feng Jueyu learned that those origin masters did not know how he was dragged into the realm of nothingness. Until now, this matter is still a mystery.
Feng Jueyu was unable to explore its source and could only put the matter aside for the time being.
Thousands of thoughts flashed through, and Feng Jueyu didn't want to think about these bad things anymore, and said: "You don't need to pay attention to who I am, I just want to ask you, how did you die?"
"Am I dead? Am I really dead? Yes, I should be dead."
Wu Ling's mind seems a little unclear, but this can be easily explained. This guy must have had only one wandering soul left, causing his memory to be confused.
Or maybe you don’t want to accept the reality when you die, and this confusion of consciousness will only occur after death.
This is normal, because many wronged souls and resentful gods are like this. They cannot accept the reality of death after death, and eventually turn into a ray of resentment wandering around the world, causing trouble everywhere. In the eyes of mortals, this is the so-called evil ghost.
Wu Ling's eyes were blurred and scattered, but it could be seen that he was trying his best to recall everything that happened during his lifetime.
Soon, his eyes lit up: "I remembered it. The last thing I remembered was that I was in retreat in the cave, and that old man who was the Sword God came to the door. This guy and I have an sworn hatred, and he and I
After a fight, originally he was not my opponent at all, but this bastard didn’t know when he realized the way of king’s sword and sword, and his skills were superior to mine. I lost, and was severely injured, and then..."
"Did you die later?"
Feng Jueyu added in his heart, since a sworn enemy is coming, why not simply destroy your spirit, destroy your soul, and leave a trace of wandering soul behind?
"I can't remember what happened next."
After Wu Ling followed Feng Jueyu's words, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He was a god, how could he be led by the nose by a little guy who only had the realm of gods and humans?
Too abominable.
"Hey! You brat, you have no manners. Let me ask you, where is this place?"
"I want to say that I don't know where this place is. Do you believe me?"
Feng Jueyu didn't lie. Although it was a space created by the Lone Star Breaker, he himself couldn't tell what exactly this realm of nothingness was.
"How come you are here if you don't know?"
"Then do you know how you ended up here?"
Feng Jueyu answered Wu Ling with a rhetorical question, and Wu Ling was confused again.
"Uh, I don't seem to know."
I held my head and thought for a long time, but I couldn't think of a reason. In Feng Jueyu's eyes, he looked like a fool.
"Okay, whether it's clear or not, as long as I'm still alive, it's fine. Little guy, take me out quickly."
"How to bring it?"
"It's very simple. What you see now is the remaining soul of me. Since my physical body has been destroyed and my soul is incomplete, let me borrow your body to take me out. After I go out, you can find a perfect body for me.
Isn't it okay to seize the body? You are already a god, why do you still need me to teach you about this kind of thing? Now let go of your sea of consciousness, and I will go in and stay for a while, quickly."
Having been in a high position for a long time, Wu Ling used a commanding tone and did not give Feng Jueyu room to refuse.
After hearing this, Feng Jueyu almost laughed angrily. This guy had only a trace of his wandering spirit left, and he was still so arrogant. It seemed that he was not a good person in life.
Although he once practiced Wu Ling's origin, from the relationship point of view, he is Wu Ling's disciple and grandson, and even a beneficiary of the inheritance, but Wu Ling is so rude that Feng Jueyu hates talking to him.
However, Feng Jueyu did not fall out immediately, and only jokingly said: "I can take you out, but what's in it for me?"