Chapter 1043 The thing of the heroic spirit, the idea of ??rebirth
Deep in the mist.
A tall figure walked slowly towards him, gradually revealing his extraordinary handsome face. It was Ye Feng, holding a sword-shaped token in his hand.
"This is!"
Upon seeing this object, Jian Nan immediately stood up.
"Do you recognize this object?" Ye Feng raised the sword-shaped token in his hand and gently pushed it to float in front of Jian Nanyi.
"This is the sect master's token. Of course I recognize it." Jian Nan nodded, "I didn't expect that after we said goodbye in a hurry, he would still remember me, a dead person."
Ye Feng smiled slightly and said: "It seems that my guess is good. The Nantian Sword Emperor must have seen you when he came to the Void World before."
Jiannan nodded and said:
"Probably thousands of years ago!"
"At that time, the sect master accidentally broke into the void world to test his combat power, and then he saw my name on the invincible supreme list."
"Later, through communication with Senior Three-Legged Golden Toad, he learned that I was buried here."
"That day, we chatted for a while."
"Before leaving, I specifically asked the sect master not to tell any third person about my existence here."
After hearing these words, Ye Feng confirmed his suspicion and learned that Nantian Sword Emperor indeed knew that Jian Nanyi was here, and the two people had had many exchanges.
"Fellow Taoist Ye Feng, by the way, has my letter been delivered?" Jian Nan asked.
"Of course it was delivered. Not only did Sword Master Yuexi know that you still exist in the world, but Saint Nantian Chanjuan also knew that it was at this time that Sword Emperor Nantian appeared."
Ye Feng didn't hide anything.
"Alas!" Jian Nan sighed softly, "To be honest, I don't really want to see other people... Forget it, let's see what the sect master's token is first."
Jian Nan looked at the sword-shaped token.
As he tapped the token with his sword soul, he found that it slowly cracked, forming a letter.
In the following time, Jian Nanyi read it carefully.
After a long time.
He dug up his own grave, threw the envelope into the coffin, filled it with soil again, sat on the grave and stopped talking. It was obvious that he was in a very complicated mood.
Ye Feng came over and sat aside.
"It seems that you are very confused, why don't you drink some?" Ye Feng took out a jar of dragon-human medicinal wine, poured a glass for himself and Jian Nanyi, and then raised his glasses.
"I am a dead person and cannot drink wine in the real world." Jian Nan shook his head, feeling helpless.
"Who says dead people can't drink? Wait a minute and I'll show you a live performance." Ye Feng grinned, walked to the grave, and poured a glass of wine on the ground. "You do it first, and I'll do it too."
After saying that, Ye Feng drank all the wine in the glass.
This method is actually a form of worship.
Although Ye Feng felt that Jian Nanyi would definitely not be able to drink wine in the real world, through this method of worship, he could make the other party feel his feelings, which was equivalent to drinking wine.
Seeing this, Jiannan froze on the grave.
After a long time.
Jian Nan's eyes flickered, as if he had sensed something. He quickly pointed to the wine poured on the ground and said, "I had forgotten that the dead can drink and eat in this way."
"Uh?" Ye Feng was stunned.
next moment.
The drinks poured on the floor have not disappeared.
However, a wisp of green smoke floated up from the ground and condensed into liquid in mid-air. Jian Nanyi caught it with the empty cup and drank it in one gulp, leaving Ye Feng beside him stunned.
"Is this...all this okay?"
Ye Feng widened his eyes, looked at the drop of wine in the cup held by Jian Nanyi, and opened his eyes of insight.
[Name: Dragon Tribe Medicinal Wine]
[Status: Heroic Spirit Object]
[Note: Through special methods such as sacrifice and worship, real-world items can be turned into items belonging to heroic spirits so that they can be enjoyed by heroic spirits]
Seeing this information, Ye Feng seemed to have opened the door to a new world.
"Good wine, really delicious!" Jian Nan shook his head, "Fellow Taoist Ye Feng, do you still have this wine?"
Ye Feng was stunned for a moment: "Yes, there is more."
As he spoke, he poured the wine on the ground, and through worship, transformed it into a heroic spirit that could be absorbed by Jian Nanyi under the transformation of special laws.
"It tastes good! It tastes so good!" Jian Nan was in a good mood as he drank the wine, "Fellow Taoist Ye Feng, I want to eat roast chicken!"
"I'll get it for you." Ye Feng nodded.
He also didn't expect that Jian Nanyi could enjoy things from the real world in this way.
After a while.
A roast chicken was placed in front of Jian Nanyi's grave by Ye Feng.
However, after a long time, Jian Nanyi could not eat the roast chicken, and could only face Ye Feng in confusion.
"what's going on?"
Neither of them could understand it.
The open space in front of the grave.
Mo Ying was still practicing her sword very seriously and didn't even notice what Ye Feng and Jian Nanyi were studying.
"Allow me to deduce it!"
Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the grave and used his wisdom to deduce. After a moment, a bright light burst out from his eyes.
"I understand!"
"If you want to turn things in the real world into heroic things, sometimes you need to burn incense...that is, the power of incense!"
"The heavier something is, the more incense it needs."
"The power of incense can be transformed through the power of faith. To a certain extent, these two powers are the same."
As he spoke, Ye Feng consumed some of his faith power to condense it into three sticks of incense, which he placed in front of Jian Nanyi's grave and ignited automatically, causing the power of incense to float up.
next moment.
Smoke also floated out from the roasted chicken and condensed into another roasted chicken in mid-air. Jiannan caught it and started eating it with a big mouthful, his eyes filled with excitement.
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
Jian Nanyi kept praising him.
In front of the grave.
Ye Feng looked at this scene and touched his chin, feeling as if he had opened a novel door.
"It seems that heroic spirits can also be improved."
After a long time, Ye Feng said this.
Today's discovery has given him hope. As long as he grasps this principle, he can even exchange with heroic spirits in the future and obtain more things that are not available in the real world.
The prospects of this road are very broad!
Not long after.
Jiannan ate more than a dozen roast chickens, more than twenty roast ducks, and half a tank of wine, and lay on the grave with a satisfied look on his face.
"Fellow Taoist Ye Feng, I will never forget your kindness until I die!"
Jian Nan touched his belly and said, "I haven't eaten since my death. I was very full today and enjoyed it very much. Even my sword spirit seems to have become stronger."
"You're welcome." Ye Feng smiled, looking into the distance and looking forward to the future, "You said, if I let countless people in the real world worship you and send you countless things that can enhance the sword soul, will you one day
Can you be reborn?"
Hearing this, the body of a tiger in Jiannan trembled.
Reborn!
Before, this was something he wouldn't have dared to think about.
If the sword soul is not strong enough, it will definitely not be reborn, and his sword soul cannot absorb foreign objects to enhance itself, so there is no possibility of rebirth.
But now, the situation is different.
With the help of Ye Feng, he found a way to strengthen himself, that is: to be worshiped by others, in order to obtain some hidden energy emitted by the sacrifice, so as to improve himself.
When he becomes strong enough, he will most likely be reborn!
"If I can be reborn, fellow Taoist Ye Feng, you will be my reborn parents!"
Jian Nanyi was very excited.
Ye Feng's mouth twitched.
I regard you as my brother, but you want to be my son?
Weird!
However, Ye Feng did not delve into the matter, but changed the subject and said: "Speaking of which, what does the Nantian Sword Emperor's token mean?"
Jian Nan sighed:
"The sect master said that there is no need for me to dwell on the memories of the past. There are some things that I did not dare to face during my lifetime. I should learn to face them directly after my death."
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows: "It seems that he wants you to meet Yuexi Sword Master and other old friends."
"Yes." Jiannan nodded.
"So, are you seeing me or not?" Ye Feng asked.
Jian Nan was silent for a long time and finally uttered one word: