In the palace, the black shadow in the void disappeared after saying these words.
The light in Emperor Qin's eyes became even more intense.
Being the Lord of the Great Qin in the prehistoric world cannot satisfy his ambitions. Eternal life and the Lord of the World are his pursuits.
For this, everything can be sacrificed.
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The journey to the Southern Territory is long, but Sun Wukong's Somersault Cloud has extraordinary speed, crossing the territory of the Qin Dynasty and arriving at the Guiyuan Sect of the Southern Territory in a few hours.
Feng Hao opened his eyes after recovering his original power.
The Xuanyuan Sword lying on the somersault cloud next to him was as quiet as an ordinary bronze sword.
"Wind Emperor, this is the Guiyuan Sword Sect in Changsha County of the Southern Territory. I, the old Sun, have left spiritual thoughts on those protectors who have transcended the tribulation period."
Sun Wukong looked at the majestic mountains, and at his feet was a stone staircase leading to the deep mountains and old forests.
Feng Hao took a deep breath, and the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth breathed into his mouth and nose. It was much more comfortable than in the Beiming Black Sea.
The Black Sea of Beiming was full of deathly silence, and he didn't like that kind of atmosphere.
Only the place in front of him with abundant spiritual energy and picturesque mountains and rivers is the place he yearns for the most.
He once thought that if one day he was unable to recover his cultivation in this world, he would find a place like this, with mountains and water, a bamboo house, a small balloon and Xiao Hei, sit and watch the mountains and rivers change, and the times change.
"Let's go!"
Feng Hao said, and then climbed up the stone steps.
Feng Hao did not fly to Guiyuan Sword Sect because this time they needed the sword pool of Guiyuan Sword Sect to cultivate the Xuanyuan Sword.
Furthermore, Gusu Baiyu, the leader of the Sword Sect, is the father of Xuanyuan Sword Sword Spirit.
When in town, do as the Romans do.
Even if he is the Lord of the Great Thousand, his status does not determine how he must act.
For example, entering the stage with a domineering attitude like Jun Lin Tian Xia.
Then force Gusu Baiyu to take out the sword pool to store the Xuanyuan Sword?
He doesn't have such bad taste.
"How is the original power restored?"
Xiao Qiuqiu lay on Feng Hao's shoulder and whispered.
Along the way, Feng Hao was silent, which made him somewhat worried.
In the battle with World Tree and Shikun, he saw that Chu Fenghao tried his best and even raced against time to complete the battle.
This is something that damages the foundation of the road.
Feng Hao smiled and said: "Not bad!"
"How much is it okay?" Xiao Qiuqiu asked.
Feng Hao's eyes darkened: "There are cracks in the Dao Foundation. If you want to restore the original power, you must repair the Dao Foundation. But in this world, I'm afraid it will be difficult..."
"What……"
A look of horror appeared in Xiao Qiuqiu's eyes.
That is the foundation of the great world. Now it has cracks, and it is really difficult to repair it in this world.
It's just...if Feng Hao can't restore his original power, won't Feng Hao be able to exert his strongest combat power in the future?
Can you only use your innate magical powers?
"However, I am not too worried. The seed of the World Tree was planted in the crack in the foundation of the avenue... I have an intuition that this seed is a world..." Feng Hao said.
He wasn't sure, but... when the seed of the World Tree merged into the cracks of the Dao Foundation.
Looking inside, he seemed to see a new world, a world...under his control.
His way is the way of the seed world.
However, the world is not yet stable, and is still in the process of slow improvement. What it absorbs...is also his original power.
"Um?"
The little ball's eyes suddenly widened, this was an earth-shattering event.
The seeds of the world were actually planted in Feng Hao's Dao Foundation.
According to legend, before every world is born, it is formed from insignificant seeds.
The first creatures in the world were nurtured by the Lord of the World.
Although Feng Hao is the Lord of the Great Thousand Worlds, he controls the Great Thousand Worlds, and he also possesses the means of creation that reaches the heavens.
But he did not transcend the world.
"Feng Hao, I suspect...this world seed may allow you to become the Lord of the new world, and you may become transcendent..."
Xiao Qiu Qiu said something shocking.
Feng Hao was startled for a moment and began to think thoughtfully. It seemed that this was really possible.
But it's all just speculation.
No one can be sure.
But the world in the seed actually exists...
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The Guiyuan Sword Sect has a profound heritage and has given birth to many legends of sword immortals. When Feng Hao, Xiao Qiuqiu and Sun Wukong entered the Sword Sect’s mountain gate.
A mighty sword energy came out.
“Some background!”
Feng Hao chuckled and said, this kind of place is indeed very suitable for Xuanyuan Sword.
But at this moment, the disciples of Guiyuan Sword Sect guarding the mountain gate came with swords and looked down at Feng Hao and Sun Wukong.
"Who broke into my Sword Sect's mountain gate without permission?"
Sun Wukong struck the ground with his golden cudgel, and the mountains trembled.
The disciple guarding the mountain fell directly from the air.
"My grandson is here. It is a blessing for your Sword Sect. Let that boy Gusu Baiyu come out to pick up the guests."
Sun Wukong stared directly at the disciple.
The latter shivered under the strength displayed by Sun Wukong, and then ran away to report.
Not long after, the senior officials of Guiyuan Sword Sect arrived.
There are a total of eighteen people.
They are all elderly people, but the familiar Gusu Baiyu is much younger, and has the aura of a superior person between his brows.
When Gusu Baiyu saw Feng Hao and Sun Wukong arriving, he immediately did not dare to neglect and descended from the shining flying sword.
"Senior, you are so negligent when you come here! Please..."
Gusu Baiyu knew how powerful Feng Hao and Sun Wukong were, beings that even the prehistoric dragon and crocodile were afraid of.
To him, this was no less than a god coming down to earth.
What an honor.
Other senior officials don't know the origins of Sun Wukong and Feng Hao, but the stick in Sun Wukong's hand...
But it caught their attention.
Feng Hao and Sun Wukong were invited to the main peak of Guiyuan Sword Sect, which is also the top of the mountain where Gusu Baiyu sits.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is the most abundant.
"I wonder if the two seniors are here to give you important instructions? If the juniors can do it, they will do their best."
Gusu Baiyu bowed and saluted.
Feng Hao placed the Xuanyuan Sword on the table and said softly: "The Sword Sect has a sword pond. Put the Xuanyuan Sword in the sword pond to nourish it. It followed me in the battle and has fallen into a deep sleep..."
"yes!"
Gusu Baiyu solemnly took the Xuanyuan Sword with a very complicated look in his eyes.
His son Gusu Baiyu is the sword spirit of this divine sword...
It's a pity that this sword is owned by the young man in front of me.
"father!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded outside the main hall, and Gusu Qin walked in, like a cheerful butterfly.
Sun Wukong's eyes lit up.
An acquaintance!
When they first came to the ancient world, the first person they met was this woman with a flying sword, Gusu Qin.
Someone who is somewhat similar to Gu Su Ziheng.
"This is my little girl Gu Suqin."
When Gusu Baiyu saw Sun Wukong and Feng Hao both looking at her daughter, she immediately introduced her with a smile.
"We know each other..."
Gu Suqin chuckled, then looked at Sun Wukong, but in the end... it fell on Feng Hao.