In a daze, Feng Jueyu felt that his body was as light as a feather, roaming in the endless sky. There was nothing around him, only patches of blue sky.
There is a vast expanse of white beneath your feet, no earth, no mountains, no rivers...
"I'm not dead, right?" Feng Jueyu looked around and couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.
Although his head hurts, his consciousness is very clear, and his memory is not lost. Thinking of adding the spiritual energy to bring life to the ancient pine, Feng Jueyu couldn't help but shuddered: "What does this mean? Am I dead? Damn it, I can't."
Bar."
Feng Jueyu had no idea what was going on. One of his heads was now bigger than the other two. The boundless blue sky meant that he had no idea what it meant. He couldn't find a place to stay except for wandering blindly.
At this moment, a fiery red light in the distance appeared in his field of vision. Feng Jueyu couldn't help but be overjoyed and flew towards it.
It was a fire...
Dragon Martial Saint Flame!
Feng Jueyu remembered that he had seen the Dragon Martial Holy Flame more than once. It was a blazing sun that appeared in his chest whenever he practiced the Dragon Martial Holy Seal.
It's over, I'm really dead.
When his fingers slowly stretched out, Feng Jueyu's expression looked very helpless. You must know that Longwu Shengyan is extremely precious. It can save his life. There are only three chances in total. He once thought that when he encountered danger, he could
He wanted to save his own life, but he never expected that he would actually die in order to deliver some vitality to Gu Song.
Helplessly, his fingers touched the Longwu Shengyan. Feng Jueyu's consciousness suddenly became turbid. The blue sky in front of him disappeared, and what was left was endless darkness. Then a call came to his ears. It was Xing Runsong and Yi.
Bingyan's voice.
"It's alive, clan leader, Mr. Feng is alive."
Yi Bingyan's voice filled with joy and tears came, and Feng Jueyu slowly opened his eyes.
He hid on a soft bed woven with tree vines, surrounded by the fragrant smell of vanilla. Looking in front of him, he saw handsome and pleasant faces gathered together. They were several elders from the Spirit Tribe, among them
There are two people, Xing Runsong and Yi Bingyan.
"Master Feng, you finally woke up. You died just now, which really scared me." Xing Runsong let out a long breath.
Feng Jueyu was even more distressed. He was aware of his own affairs. What happened when he woke up? He was clearly resurrected from the dead. He wasted an opportunity to use Longwu Shengyan, but he couldn't tell this matter and then ask Xing Runsong to collect some reward.
.
"Depressed." Feng Jueyu reluctantly sat up with his tired body. Yi Bingyan immediately went over to support him. At this time, he had no strength at all, and there was no real energy left in his body.
Now, let alone fighting with others, even if a mortal child comes here, he can beat himself to death with just a brick.
Leaning weakly on Yi Bingyan's fragrant shoulder, Feng Jueyu was not in the mood to appreciate the tenderness and fragrance of the jade girl's body. He asked: "Wuxing Gusong, how are you doing now?"
When Feng Jueyu woke up, the first thing he did was not to care about his own health, but to inquire about Muxing Gusong. Xing Runsong and others looked at him gratefully, and Xing Runsong said: "Young Master is interested.
, thanks to Mr. Feng, who controlled the withering of ancient pine trees, now the ancient pine trees have regained some vitality and are growing more lush. I believe that in a few more times, the ancient pine trees will definitely return to the state they were in a thousand years ago."
"How many more times?" Feng Jueyu almost bit off his tongue and thought to himself: "How many more times? It doesn't need to be more. If you do it three more times, I will really be in trouble. I can't do this kind of work again in the future. Although
I have a kind heart, but I can’t imitate the Patriarch Sakyamuni and feed the eagles meat.”
He smiled bitterly: "A few times, well, I know you don't like to hear this, but I still have to say it, not to mention a few times, not even once."
Hearing these words, the expressions of all the elders who were originally in a happy mood darkened. Xingwu was also among these people. He could not stand the appearance of a human race among the Spiritual Tribe. Even if Feng Jueyu helped the Spiritual Tribe resolve the issue,
The biggest crisis was encountered, but it was only temporary. This man clearly had the power of eternal springs, but now he was trying to evade it. It seemed that he did not know that the power of eternal springs needed by Gu Song was extremely huge. After this experience, he had already
I don’t want to help a second time.
"Master Feng, I'm grateful for your kindness. I can't hide it. The crisis in the ancient pine trees in Dusk Star has been resolved for the time being, but it won't last for too long. The ancient pine trees will wither in a month at most, unless you can help me out of kindness.
Only ancient pines can regenerate the immortal vitality."
After he finished speaking, he stood aside, waiting for Feng Jueyu's reply.
"Xingwu, the young master's vitality has not recovered yet, do you need to say so much?"
Okay, let's talk about it later. You have no intention of being grateful at all. How can others help you again?
Xing Runsong was really upset. Even the elders around him felt that Xing Wu had gone too far. He almost died for the Spirit Clan, and this Xing Wu still acted like a creditor. He was really ungrateful.
I originally thought that Xingwu had gone too far, but I didn't know that he went even further. Following Xing Runsong's words, Xingwu roared: "Clan leader, why can't you hear it? He doesn't want to help us anymore, so he shied away.
Yes, he temporarily restored Gu Song's vitality, but he did so without knowing it. Now that he knows that saving Gu Song will consume his true energy, he feels regretful. Am I right, Feng Jueyu? Do you think you are?
Temporarily saving Gu Song is the spirit clan's benefactor? Don't forget, the clan leader also saved you, and the kindness is reciprocated, don't you know it in your heart?"
Pointing at Feng Jueyu's nose and complaining, everyone in the room was dumbfounded by Xingwu's words. Even Feng Jueyu had a dull expression. It seems that he was mistaken when he thought he was a good person?
"Xing Wu, you're not going too far. Mr. Feng is the benefactor of the Spiritual Clan after all." Yi Bingyan stood up angrily, her twin peaks surging with anger.
"You know how to protect him, what does he have to do with you?" Xingwu was furious.
Seeing the two of them blushing, Feng Jueyu suddenly understood something. Could it be...
This guy is jealous of my existence because of Yi Bingyan? Damn, beauty is such a curse.
The innocent man screamed in his heart, if it weren't for his inconvenience to move now, Feng Jueyu would have really planned to turn around and leave. What happened was that he helped the wrong person with good intentions, which was really unlucky.
Seeing Yi Bingyan and Xing Wu arguing endlessly, Xing Runsong glared at Xing Wu angrily and said immediately: "Xing Wu, get out of here."
"Clan leader."
"go out."
Xing Runsong was furious, and Xing Wu had no choice but to cast a resentful look, slam the door and walk out of the house.
After Xingwu left, Xing Runsong asked several elders to retreat, leaving only Yi Bingyan. Then he apologized with a somewhat softened expression: "Master Feng, don't mind. Xingwu is just worried that there are too many Gusongs."
, that’s why he said something rude, but actually he didn’t mean any harm.”
"Does this mean there is no malice?" Feng Jueyu trembled in his heart, knowing that it was not easy to stare at Xing Runsong while blowing his beard, he waved his hand helplessly and said: "It doesn't matter, I understand, but Mr. Patriarch, I really don't have the ability.
I’ll help you again.”
"I understand, I understand." Xing Runsong nodded awkwardly, but did not continue to dwell on this issue. He said: "Since Mr. Feng is fine, I will go back, and I will let Yizi Lingshi take care of you here.
, if you need anything, just ask, I will definitely satisfy you."
"Uh, okay, thank you very much, Patriarch."
Feng Jueyu nodded and said nothing.
Xing Runsong left, leaving Yi Bingyan and himself alone in the room. Feng Jueyu sat up with difficulty, looked at Yi Bingyan and said, "What? Is that guy Xingwu interested in you?"
"Bah, don't talk nonsense." Yi Bingyan blushed and lowered her head subconsciously.
"You still say you haven't?" Feng Jueyu sneered: "You've already shown it."
Yi Bingyan raised her head and looked at Feng Jueyu, with some doubts flashing in her narrow eyes: "You...are you really helpless?"
Feng Jueyu knew that Yi Bingyan was asking about Mu Xing Gusong, so he couldn't bear to lie to him, and said: "I won't hide it from you, let's put it this way, I can help, but not for long. The reason why I survived is actually
Because a treasure pulled me back from hell when I was dying, and this treasure can save me three times in total. I just used it once, which means there are two more times left. After that, I will die."
Hearing this, the room suddenly became quiet. Yi Bingyan stared at Feng Jueyu with her clear eyes, seeing that he was not telling lies, and sighed quietly: "Then there is really nothing we can do.
, the clan leader said that it will take at least five to six times to truly restore the vitality of the ancient pine trees. Even if you die, I am afraid that you will not be able to solve the problems of the spirit clan."
"Uh!" Feng Jueyu was speechless.
"You can rest, I live nearby. If you need anything, you can call me." Seeing that Feng Jueyu was fine, Yi Bingyan opened the door and left the tree house.
Feng Jueyu was left alone in the room, and it became quiet. Feng Jueyu sat on the bed and burned half a stick of incense before sighing helplessly. In fact, he did intend to help a group of spiritual tribes. If he thought carefully about it,
For a moment, maybe I would rather waste two more opportunities, and he might help me.
Good thing now, Dusk Star Gusong needs at least five to six times of replenishing his true energy. Feng Jueyu can't help even if he helps. What was originally a good thing can't be solved in the end, which is really annoying.
"Forget it, I've already helped you once, so we don't owe each other any more. Let's leave when the injury heals."
Knowing that the Spirit Clan was not a place where he could stay for a long time, Feng Jueyu turned over and got up, because he was really tired from transporting the true energy to Muxing Gusong, and the true energy still needed to be recovered.
Sitting cross-legged and meditating, silently practicing the mysterious skills, when the impermanence of life and death magical skills came into play, Feng Jueyu suddenly froze.