"Because I am the Lord of the Great Thousand. Whether it is the universe or the Great Thousand, the soul... is the same and never changes from its origin. Naturally, I know that it has no way out. Moreover, it will be glad for today's choice in the future.
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Feng Hao squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the Southern World Spirit wrapped in the light curtain. The corners of his mouth curved. The road ahead is still long, but it will definitely go smoothly...
There is no shortage of strong people around him.
Of course, the more of this thing, the better, and having a group of strong people on Earth who can serve as foundation is pretty good.
"Then do you think I, Old Sun, will be happy with the choice we made now?"
Sun Wukong blinked.
"you?"
Feng Hao said matter-of-factly: "You will definitely regret it."
"ah……"
Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment. Will he regret following Feng Hao? Judging from the current situation, there is no need to regret at all.
While Sun Wukong was wondering, Feng Hao said again: "For example, why do I regret not being like the Southern World Spirit and dedicating a ray of essence..."
All right!
Sun Wukong was completely convinced. He had seen narcissistic people, but he had never seen anyone as narcissistic as Feng Hao.
Will the Great Sage Qitian regret not devoting his soul? Just kidding, he is outside the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements. He doesn’t even know how to write the word regret.
I didn't regret it when I made a big fuss in the God's Domain and turned the God's Domain upside down. Will I regret this?
Unless he, Feng Hao, can become the Lord of the Three Realms.
After Feng Hao conquered the Southern World Spirit, he had accomplished a major event, and he was getting closer to contacting the Heart of the World.
When Feng Hao and Sun Wukong returned to the Wuling Mountains again, the Qigong practitioners on the ground were shocked and all focused on Feng Hao.
It was this man who beheaded the fire spirit Suzaku and then almost dispersed his spirit. He could be called a god.
Plop!
The Qi Refiners on the ground knelt together, their eyes filled with infinite enthusiasm. Being able to come into contact with such a powerful person at such a close distance felt like a blessing.
If you are lucky enough to receive guidance or be accepted as a true disciple, traveling around Taixu in this life will no longer be a dream.
It's a pity that they don't have this fate.
Because Feng Hao had no intention of recruiting disciples at all, with a subtle flick of his sleeves, more than a hundred Qi Refiners stood up uncontrollably, looking surprised.
"Why are you standing there stunned? This is Suzaku meat. If you miss it, you will miss it forever..."
Sun Wukong licked his lips, and the golden cudgel skewered the Suzaku again and placed it on the spiritual tree. The flame was lit, and the fragrant meat fragrance filled the air.
Just smelling this fragrance gives people the illusion of enlightenment and soaring, and it feels extremely wonderful.
If you take a bite, wouldn't you be better than a god?
Soon, the Suzaku meat was roasted to a golden color, and the aroma became even more tempting. The drooling Qi Masters were left in pieces, unable to resist the temptation of the Suzaku meat.
Feng Hao also had a big appetite and had the urge to feast, but he resisted in the end. After all, he was also the master of the world, so it would be a shame to compete with these Qi refiners!
"Why don't you try it? This is Suzaku meat, especially after being nourished by my soul, it can be called a magical elixir. This group of ants has a good chance..."
At this moment, the resentful voice of the Southern World Spirit sounded behind Feng Hao.
Feng Hao turned his head and looked at the human-shaped Nan Jie Ling. His eyes lit up and he let out a soft cry. The Nan Jie Ling that was fused with the soul pearl could no longer tell whether it was a human or a soul with the naked eye.
Not only does it not have any yin energy, but it is also full of divinity.
Very impressive.
"No matter how magical elixirs are, they are nothing to me, but you really don't feel any pain?" Feng Hao said softly.
"The physical bodies of the five world spirits have nothing to do with the souls. They are just shells. There is nothing heart-breaking or heartbreaking."
Nan Jie Ling was very free and easy, and didn't mind the heat of these Qi Refiners at all. He even went down to help stoke the fire, looking at these Qi Refiners with a warm smile, like the cute and strange worms next door.
Feng Hao's mouth twitched slightly, this was definitely a subversive scene.
Sun Wukong was also stunned and forgot to shake the golden cudgel, and a small area was immediately burned.
Sun Wukong smelled the burnt smell, his nose twitched, and he quickly continued to turn, trying to make every inch of the Suzaku meat roasted as delicately as possible.
The spiritual masters who were responsible for tinkering with the spirit wood and firewood saw the Southern World Spirit in human form and were at first confused as to where this guy came from.
But when they heard Sun Wukong shouting "Southern World Spirit", many Qi refiners jumped up in fright and their bodies started to tremble.
Very embarrassing...
This person is actually the Southern World Spirit, and they are roasting the Southern World Spirit's body. The most surprising thing is that it itself has joined the army of roasting Suzaku meat.
…
Time passed very quickly. Under the blessing of the flames of the spirit wood, the Suzaku meat was almost cooked. The Qi Refiners stared at the Suzaku meat eagerly and swallowed hard.
"Everyone has a share, where is the Gusu boy?"
Sun Wukong suddenly shouted at the crowd of Qi Refiners, and everyone looked at each other, and then Gusu Ziheng walked out of the crowd.
He looked confused at the moment, nervous and also a little confused.
Why did Sun Wukong call him Gusu Boy? He didn't seem to tell Sun Wukong his name.
Walking out of the crowd cautiously, Gusu Ziheng behaved like a child who had made a mistake.
"De Xing, this great sage has tempered the flying sword for you. I will leave the job of cutting flesh to you. I have to find out how many copies there are in total."
Sun Wukong also followed Feng Hao's example and remained indifferent on the sidelines, not having the thought to cut the meat piece by piece.
It would be a good idea to leave this kind of job to Gusu Ziheng.
The Qi Refiners were whispering, and everyone had heard about the name of Gusu Ziheng, the young master of the Guiyuan Sword Sect.
But they thought it was useless, why was it Gusu Ziheng?
Regarding the methods of cutting meat, some of them had been butchers in the secular world and were very skilled in their techniques.
At this moment, Gusu Ziheng moved very fast. He used the flying sword after his promotion, and with the force of thunder, he cut directly around the Suzaku body held by the golden hoop.
Swish, brush, brush!
Three times, five times and two times, within a few breaths, the flying sword made hundreds of cuts, and the Suzaku meat was broken down into diced meat.
As a result, the qi masters finally wept with joy and took the piece of Suzaku meat that fell into their hands with tears of gratitude.
After swallowing it, the spiritual energy of the place immediately rolled. Many Qi refiners directly broke through the shackles of the current realm and benefited a lot.
Sun Wukong was the most ruthless. He had the place above Suzaku's neck all to himself, but no one dared to compete with him for food. His mouth was full of greasy food, and his breath was full of extremely rich spiritual energy.
Feng Hao saw all this and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said to Nan Jie Ling: "If you say it doesn't matter, it doesn't feel right in your heart..."
Nan Jie Ling looked at Feng Hao with disdain, stretched out his hand, and a piece of thigh meat flew out. He took two fierce bites and said, "Did you see that? I even ate myself..."