Using the stars as beacons and raising phoenixes as pets, such feats can only be accomplished by true gods. Even the supreme beings in the Tribulation Realm cannot achieve this.
Before his rebirth, Chen Yu had seen in the ancient history of the main realm that there was a supreme being who had transcended the tribulation realm and raised phoenixes, but only one of them could hold up to the sky. After all, this kind of creature could not live in the parasol tree, drink from the morning dew, or drink from the fairy stone.
Food.
Fortunately for Wutong and Chaolu, things like fairy stones are extremely rare even in the main realm.
Spiritual stones are the product of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, while immortal stones are the product of immortal energy.
Legend has it that only the Immortal Court in the Hades era had immortal energy and could produce immortal stones. Because the gods slaughtered the immortals, the Immortal Court had collapsed.
Immortal stones are extremely rare and can delay the passage of the True God's lifespan, and only the True God has a large inventory.
Raising so many phoenixes at one time would consume an unimaginable number of fairy stones. In a daze, Chen Yu seemed to have arrived at the starting point of the historical corridor.
Eight phoenixes danced gracefully. They were so huge that when they spread their wings, they were like clouds hanging from the sky. The brilliant fairy glow crystals spread out one after another. Chen Yu was fascinated by them for a moment.
He had to admit that there was a reason why this creature could be hunted by the true god. It represented the ultimate beauty in the world!
Chen Yu kept walking forward. He wanted to see the Phoenix up close and really touch it with his hands.
Suddenly, Chen Yu's footsteps stopped, and he listened intently. There seemed to be something mixed in with the loud phoenix call.
Crash! It sounds like a wave!
How could this happen? This is a cave, and there is a big river? A big lake? Or a vast ocean?
"Are you... back? I'm finally no longer fighting alone!" A hoarse voice suddenly came from deep in the misty and dreamy clouds.
The owner of the voice seemed to have not spoken for a long, long time. Chen Yu didn't hear it clearly and only felt very shaken.
This person is like an ancient history, with a sense of vicissitudes of time that not even Master Chen Yu, the Demon King of Hell, can compare to.
"Who?" Chen Yu's eyes narrowed, his expression alert, and he looked around.
"You once fought side by side with me. We crossed the sky and the earth, and passed through the universe. I am so tired that I really want to take a rest, but I can't."
"Our enemies are inexhaustible. I will bury myself in the sky with blood. I can't hold on any longer. Who can help me?"
"In the past ten thousand years, you and I have been gone forever... Take him with you... I can't hold on anymore!"
The owner of the voice was too exhausted, not only physically but also mentally. His voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was seriously injured and comatose, or as if he was dead.
For some reason, Chen Yu in his dream felt his heart twitching suddenly. It was too painful. He rushed into the fog to try to help someone, but it was too vast here. He lost his way and couldn't see anything clearly.
With a bang, everything shattered. Under the eaves of the courtyard in the afternoon, Chen Yu sat upright from his wicker chair.
Ji Jianting hadn't come back yet, so Chen Yu slept for less than an hour.
He broke out in a cold sweat, his face was pale, and even his lips had no color at all.
"Burn Tianhai!" Chen Yu stood up and came to the shade of the pear tree in the courtyard. He raised his head and looked at the blue sky, but his eyes were empty.
Before his rebirth, Chen Yu was taken to the main realm of the underworld by the Demon King of Hell. He was thirsty for knowledge and read too many ancient histories.
He knew that there was a fairy court in the ancient times, and immortal immortals lived in the fairy court.
He also knew that there was another realm above the true gods, and Suzaku, the creator of Ragnarok, was a creature from that realm.
He knows too many historical secrets, but he has never heard of Zang Tianhai.
The mysterious man in the Qiankun Cave, for a long time, has been fighting against something alone in the Burial Sky Sea.
He hadn't rested, he was too tired, he was bleeding and injured, but he couldn't retreat because there was something behind him that he wanted to protect.
He could only move forward, facing endless enemies, until he finally died of exhaustion.
"That glass of wine must not have been tampered with by the damn fat guy, right?!" Chen Yu's eyes flashed with surprise.
The fat man had a dream about the Qiankun Cave, and he also dreamed about it. There is no such coincidence in the world. Chen Yu suspected that there was something wrong with Ji Jianting's drunken life, dream and death.
"Is there something pulling us in the dark?" yyls
"Who in the Qiankun Cave, me, Ji Jianting, what is the connection between the three of us?" Chen Yu stretched out his hands and rubbed his sore temples, really confused.
"Bang bang bang!" Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside. Before Chen Yu could react, the courtyard door had been pushed open.
It was none other than Ji Jianting. He knocked on the door just to symbolically remind Chen Yu that he was back.
"Taoist Priest, what did Wan Sheng discuss with you?" Chen Yu asked.
Ji Jian sat down on the wicker chair, rubbed his feet, and said: "Wan Lao'er said that he is going to travel for a while, so let us protect the Holy Spirit Cult and wait for him to come back!"
"He is leaving Bishui Lake?" Chen Yu was a little surprised.
The Holy Spirit Sect is the headquarters of Wansheng. The ancestors of the Wan family have worked hard for more than 30,000 years to achieve the prestige they have today. How could Wansheng choose to go out at this critical moment when he knew that he would come to settle accounts with him?
This is so fucking unreasonable!
Could it be that Wansheng knew he was no match for him and wanted to escape from here?
If this is the case, Wansheng will definitely take away the 30,000-year foundation of the Holy Spirit Sect!
"Did Wan Sheng tell you where he is going?" Chen Yu asked.
Ji Jianting shook his head and said: "No, but he ordered us to keep the sect-protecting formation open day and night without any slack."
Chen Yu didn't know what Wan Sheng was thinking. Maybe it was to avoid him, or maybe it was to seize the time to find allies.
Now that Zhu Shiji has gone to the Tianyao Sect, and as for the Holy Spirit Sect, he has always been on good terms with the Zizai Sect, Wan Sheng will most likely reach an agreement with Xia Houyuan.
"When will Wansheng leave?" This point is crucial to Chen Yu.
"It's tomorrow morning, why are you asking?" Ji Jianting put the hand he had rubbed on his feet in front of his nose and sniffed it, "I really don't understand, can't you fight Zhu Shiji and Wan Sheng by yourself?
?Why did I help you pass through the Holy Spirit Sect's sect-protecting formation safely, but you didn't dare to take action? What's the use of hiding here?"
"Don't tell me that you went through all the trouble to enter Bishui Lake just to appreciate the scenery here. Wan Sheng is just an egg, and you can have sex with him!"
Chen Yu glanced at Ji Jianting coldly and said, "At this critical moment when Wan Sheng and I are fighting for our lives, what are you going to do? Dig up the graves of our ancestors?"
When the ruse was exposed, Ji Jiantang's face turned red and his heart skipped a beat. He laughed and said, "You're such an unscrupulous god, you've guessed all this. Chen Xianyou is really a roundworm among the old man's shit!"
Ji Jianting is a very shrewd person. He paid a lot of money to become the third elder of the Holy Spirit Sect. If he can't make a lot of money, why should he?