Fengyunlu

"Father, your true spirit..." Feng Chen murmured at this moment, his voice mixed with sadness, regret, and deep self-blame.

He heard and saw it clearly just now, but he couldn't understand in his heart why his father's true spirit had already turned into an instrument spirit. In this way, he would be like his mother, with no hope of an afterlife.

Once upon a time, his father, wearing a white robe and holding a cold spear, was so powerful that he shook the world. When the Xuanmen mentioned the Lord of Fengsha Castle, everyone was convinced and praised him. However, now, his father's proud demeanor was reduced to a spirit body. As such a hero in his twilight years, Fengchen, as his son, naturally felt extremely guilty and in great pain when he thought that all this was caused by him.

"Silly child, your father was just imagining this at the beginning, how can it be attributed to you? Besides, if your mother's true spirit is still there, she would definitely not want to see you blaming yourself like this. You'd better not let her spirit be scattered and restless. Stop the pain quickly so that your father can repair your sea of ​​consciousness." Feng Chen's father Feng Wanlin, with his own experience as a father, understood Feng Chen's mind. He knew what was bothering him after just hearing half of his words. Thinking that if Feng Chen was in a confused state of mind and unable to cooperate, even if he had the power of seizing the sky, he could only watch anxiously. So he comforted him and hoped that Feng Chen could control his mood.

However, after hearing this, Feng Chen felt even more regretful and blamed himself. He thought that if he had not died, so many misfortunes would not have happened, no one would have suffered because of him, and his mother's true spirit would not have dissipated.

He was worried that his father was now just a spirit body, and that he would have to repair his father's sea of ​​consciousness and fight against fate. What price would that power require?

After all, there is no free lunch in the world. The mysteries of the sea of ​​consciousness, the greatness of the True Yang Diagram, the extraordinary significance of the Cloud Phoenix bloodline, and the difficult and unstoppable Nine Netherworld Tongtian Talisman, none of these are so easy to deal with.

In this case, the price would probably be high, and his father might even be unable to protect himself. If that were the case, he would rather not have his sea of ​​consciousness, or be ruined himself, than let his father sacrifice his life in exchange.

"Don't worry, Chen'er, it won't be a problem for him to practice in Hai Nei. Besides, it's okay for him to have a remnant of Jiuyou Yuan." Feng Wanlin saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and knew that the child must be worried, so he comforted him, hoping that he could be reassured.

However, although Feng Chen was skeptical when he heard it, he felt relieved when he thought about how his father was unparalleled in the world and had never said empty words in his life.

But even though he was relieved, he couldn't help but say one more thing: "Dad, please don't lie to Chen'er, otherwise Chen'er will have troubles in his life."

"Silly boy, when did my father lie to you? Okay, just put your mind at ease and wrap your mind around the sea of ​​consciousness. My father will mend it with you."

"it is good."

The father and son had thought together that the power of the divine weapon transformed from the True Yang Diagram had just been completely introduced into Feng Chen's sea of ​​consciousness by Feng Wanlin.

At this moment, the condensing and moving mass of droplets is hanging in the middle of the sea of ​​​​fengchen consciousness, turning into an endless stream of springs, bursting out in all directions like a source of silkworms, like a moving path of evolution. able.

Wherever it goes, it travels in all directions, and the water flows in all directions. In a short time, it has spread all the consciousness of wind and dust, and also encompassed all the things in it.

Even though Jiuyou was currently inside, even though he was covered in demonic flames, his slowly flowing power could not stop him from filling his feet. He was also brought into the inner world transformed by the True Yang Diagram by its steady stream of water.

"Chen'er, use your heart and soul to create soldiers and lead the sea." Feng Wanlin's body was in Fengchen Mansion, and with one word from his mind, he knew that now was the right time.

As soon as Feng Chen heard this, he immediately activated his spiritual thoughts to draw out some of the blood that had been drained from the heart orifice, and brought it from Xuantian's bloodline into the sea of ​​consciousness, and connected it with the Yunhuang bloodline in the True Yang Diagram, and so on. As soon as they melted through Bai Yu's remaining obsession, the repairs officially began.

With a clanging sound, like the loud cry of a phoenix spreading its wings, the cloud phoenix blood that Bai Yu transformed into began to blend with each other the moment it felt the strong blood and energy in Feng Chen's body. This process, because the two had coexisted in Feng Chen's body for three years, and Bai Yu's strong obsession was always the same, so under the protection of each other, there was no obstacle, and it was successfully completed in just a blink of an eye. Feng Chen's mind was concentrated, and his soul was immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness. Suddenly, a golden-white light flashed, and the blood and energy he had just stimulated, with the help of Bai Yu's cloud phoenix blood as a bridge, merged into the bright moon where the mysterious rule in the True Yang Diagram was located.

"Father, what should Chen'er do next?" Feng Chen looked at the successful fusion and asked his father about the next plan.

"Wait and see." Feng Wanlin thought for a moment and then replied, "The next step is to wait."

"Wait?" Feng Chen was stunned when he heard it and asked in confusion.

Feng Wanlin continued to answer: "Yes, it is just waiting. Waiting for Xiaoyu's holy ancestor blood to carry your heart essence and blood, and leave a blood mark in the Dao of the True Yang Diagram. When that time comes, your father will naturally completely collapse the inside of the True Yang Diagram, and then help you refine Xiaoyu's blood and the True Yang Diagram together. At that time, it will naturally belong to you. With it, you can practice the Hundred Daos of Xuantian, build the ruins of the sea, complete the final fusion, and your broken sea of ​​consciousness will be repaired."

"So that's how it is, but Chen'er... huh?" Feng Chen wanted to say that he was still a little worried, but suddenly he felt that the divine consciousness contained in the hard work he had stimulated before seemed to have encountered some mysterious existence in the Dao of the True Yang Diagram.

The burning feeling came through the connection of his divine thoughts and actually burned his soul so much that it caused a sharp pain. This confused Feng Chen and he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Chen'er, has something happened?" Feng Wanlin had been paying attention to Feng Chen's spiritual thoughts. Noticing something unusual, he asked hurriedly.

At the same time, he was worried about accidents, so he immediately mobilized his evolved body, carrying the main body of the Snow Night Flying Eagle Spear, and rushed towards his broken sea of ​​consciousness along the bloodline that led from Fengchen to Xuantian.

While rushing there, Feng Chen said, "I'm not sure, but I feel that in the bright moon where the Dao is, there seems to be something that can burn my soul through the connection of divine thoughts."

"Something that can burn the soul?" Feng Wanlin felt puzzled and had already entered Feng Chen's sea of ​​consciousness.

He didn't come here before because, on the one hand, he was worried that his spirit body carried rules and laws. If he entered prematurely, it might disrupt the interior of the True Yang Diagram or affect its principles, which would then be troublesome.

On the other hand, he was also worried that Jiuyou would be here. Once a conflict occurred, not only would his edge be exposed, but it would definitely delay the repair of his sea of ​​consciousness, which would not be cost-effective.

Therefore, he has always existed as a derived body, in Fengchen's mansion, using his divine consciousness to control the origin of the Snow Night Flying Eagle Spear and carry out the previous derivatives.

"Chen'er, lead Xiaoyu's bloodline to withdraw first, and your father will go to investigate it clearly." Feng Wanlin stood in Feng Chen's broken sea of ​​consciousness, looking at the bright moon that was still hanging high in the haze. He looked left and right, but did not find anything unusual. However, to be on the safe side, he let Feng Chen withdraw first and make a decision after he had investigated it clearly.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, like a fairy in white, extraordinary and otherworldly. Feng Wanlin, wearing a Wanlin robe, was graceful and imposing. His eyes were like torches, staring at the bright moon, revealing a deep worry.

The True Yang Diagram is one of the three treasures of Boyang Valley. It contains the true meaning of the sun, hence its name. However, since Feng Wanlin took over, he has never been able to feel the true meaning of the sun. He originally thought that the diagram might have been stolen by Yang Bohuan, a traitor of Boyang Valley, and after a hundred years of circulation, the meaning of the sun might have been extracted. However, he discovered that the true meaning of the sun not only still exists, but is also hidden in the bright moon that was born in response to the moon.

This is good news, because it means that the True Yang Diagram is complete, and the balance of yin and yang in it can be used to cultivate the sea of ​​consciousness without any flaws. However, this is also bad news, because the true meaning of the sun has a strong destructive power, and it will be very difficult for an innate spiritual body like Fengchen to refine it.

Feng Wanlin was confident that he had the ability to solve this problem, so he decided to use this diagram to cultivate his son's sea of ​​consciousness. However, he felt very strange at the moment and was worried about it. The True Yang Diagram should reconcile yin and yang and have all five elements, but it was named True Yang and only hid the True Yang.

No, he had to uncover the bright moon to see if there was anything unusual in it. If there was, he could still solve it in time. If not, he could help Fengchen refine it. No matter what, he couldn't let Fengchen be in any danger.

Feng Wanlin's figure flashed and disappeared instantly, but he did not directly uncover the bright moon, but returned to Jiuyou. He felt that the bright moon might cause an accident, and since good and bad luck were uncertain, he had to solve the problem of Jiuyou first, otherwise if a disaster really happened, it would be too late for him to deal with it.

"Boy, you have been busy for a long time, but you still have to find me first. If you had known this, why wasted all this time." Jiuyou said something more at this time, which seemed to be a bit sarcastic.

Feng Wanlin ignored his sneer and replied calmly: "Yes, I still have to compete with the Emperor first."

After saying this, he did not make any movement. As soon as his mind passed, a fierce gale blew up in the Zhenyang Diagram. Wherever his body was, there was a sharp force like swords and spears blowing everywhere.

Not long after, Feng Wanlin appeared in front, holding a blood-drinking cold spear in his hand that was as black as ink and had a frosty and snowy texture.

"Boy, it's taken this long anyway, so why bother to take action? It's better to listen to what I say. Let's each take a step back and discuss it again. It's much more cost-effective than breaking up at once." Jiuyou said again, It's quite confusing.

"Oh? What do you think?" Feng Wanlin didn't want to say more, but after hearing Jiuyou's words, he felt that it would be okay to listen. After all, fighting is indeed much more dangerous than fighting without bloodshed, not to mention that this is happening inside the body of his beloved son.

"In fact, as long as you are willing to destroy the blood connection with that woman, I will leave immediately and will never disturb you from repairing the environment here, nor will I attempt to take the child's life again." Jiuyou said seriously, his tone was firm, without any deception.

Feng Wanlin nodded slightly in agreement after hearing this: "Well, this suggestion is feasible, but I don't think the Emperor would do a business that would lose money, right?"

"There is indeed one condition, but it's very simple." Jiu You deliberately kept it a secret, as if he was looking forward to seeing Feng Wanlin's reaction.

"Then tell me." Feng Wanlin said, waving the cold spear in his hand around. Suddenly the atmosphere around him became tense, and a murderous aura filled the air.

Under Feng Wanlin's guidance, this murderous aura spread in all directions, then gathered on Jiuyou, locking him firmly.

"Okay." Jiuyou didn't seem to notice the murderous aura. He said steadily, "I only want your divine weapon made of your true spirit in exchange. You will fight with me in the future. Today I will help you repair this child's sea of ​​consciousness. In the future I will also give him greater opportunities so that he can go further on the road of cultivation. Are you willing?"

Feng Wanlin did not answer, but the spear in his hand emitted a cold light, which was his answer.

What a joke! You, the Nine Netherworld Emperor, almost wiped out the Feng family and caused the death of Feng Wanlin. What's more, you caused the death of my family members and the burdens of my relatives and friends.

In this situation, you still want me to fight with you as a weapon spirit and bring my innate magic weapon with me. This is simply a fantasy!

So Feng Wanlin didn't say anything, but just raised the cold spear in his hand and once again launched the murderous aura that he had just condensed.

"Boy, you have become a tool and have no afterlife. If you can fight with me, you will have a chance to gain eternal life in the future. Are you really unwilling?" Jiuyou tempted Feng Wanlin again, but Feng Wanlin had already rushed over with murderous intent.

The cold spear in his hand was extremely sharp, and the army was not frightened. He brought the murderous aura to the extreme, directly covering Jiuyou and making him unable to move.

Jiuyou saw Feng Wanlin was so determined and decided to take action. He thought that if he didn't suffer a little, he would not give in easily: "Good boy, let's have a fight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiuyou was also ready to take action. His magic flame wrapped around his original soul, and in his soul were two volumes of Tongtian Talisman. These two volumes of Tongtian Talisman had been refined by Jiuyou. At this moment, he was ready to launch the fragments that originally belonged to the Feng family, the Dao Divine Pot.

As soon as Jiuyou made his move, he first condensed a ball of thick black demonic energy and enveloped the tip of Feng Wanlin's gun, temporarily halting the momentum of the sharp edge.

Then he clenched his fists again, and his fingers were slightly bent. A trace of light flowed through his fingertips. As the light condensed, a seemingly indestructible and immune to all kinds of defenses appeared in front of Jiuyou, blocking Feng Wanlin's cold spear.

"Boy, do you still remember this thing?" Jiuyou picked up the Divine Pot in his hand, seeming to show off and mock Feng Wanlin.