Fengyunlu

After a brief silence, the air seemed to be filled with a mysterious atmosphere, and a bit of ink was floating in the air, like the deepest stars in the night sky. The phoenix feather robe was inlaid with gold threads, as if the clouds in the sky were cleverly woven on the hem, and the figure of the Golden Crow was particularly dazzling at this moment, and it seemed to have turned back at some moment.

Feng Wanlin's eyes swept lightly, he raised his head slightly, his hands moved quickly and gracefully, and then he bowed respectfully: "Senior, you have worked hard, can we start right away?" There was a hint of respect in his voice, but it was also polite.

"Okay." Jinwu responded briefly, waving his hand to indicate that he didn't need to be too polite. Then, Jinwu turned around, facing Fengchen, and said gently, "Little kid, wait a moment. I will go with your father to repair the formation. During this time, you can first familiarize yourself with the principles of the True Yang Diagram. During the refining process, if you can complement the principles of the True Yang Diagram and let it actively merge with you, the effect will be much better than forcing it to be refined."

"I understand, senior, please go ahead." Feng Chen also responded with a humble attitude. He was born in a famous family, so he was naturally familiar with the principle of the divine weapon's intention. Although the purpose of this time was to refine the True Yang Diagram as a whole and make it integrated with himself, he knew that in this process, the divine weapon must actively cooperate in order to achieve the best effect.

After all, the difference between voluntarily surrendering and forcibly possessing is obvious. The True Yang Diagram has an extraordinary origin, and perhaps it hides some unknown secrets and benefits. Therefore, Feng Chen knows in his heart that only by letting the True Yang Diagram willingly merge with him can it truly exert its greatest power.

"Okay, then you can comprehend the principles of the True Yang Diagram here." Jin Wu said to Feng Chen, then turned to Feng Wanlin and continued, "Junior, you and I should act separately, so we can save time." There was an unquestionable majesty in Jin Wu's words.

Feng Wanlin naturally had no objection, he nodded to show his agreement. Afterwards, he explained a few more words to Feng Chen, and then he and Jin Wu left on the left and right, like two streams of light. As for how they repaired the formation, there is no need to elaborate. When Jin Wu left, he only heard Feng Wanlin say that although this formation originated from ancient times, it was actually not complicated, and it could be maintained by simply connecting the tips. When the True Yang Diagram was completely refined, Feng Chen could use its power to restore the formation on its own, so there was no need to worry too much.

Feng Chen didn't understand this. He was too weak to provide any substantial help. His primary task was to familiarize himself with the principles of the True Yang Diagram. This was the most important thing. Therefore, he calmed down and immersed himself in his perception, ignoring other things for the time being.

However, when he tried to communicate with the Dao of the True Yang Diagram, he found that it ignored him and did not respond. This confused Feng Chen, but he soon figured out the key. Yes, the divine weapon is the master, and the good bird chooses the tree. The True Yang Diagram was still struggling before, but after a few brief words from his father, it put down its pride and let his father do what he wanted. This was obviously because it felt his father's powerful strength.

As for Feng Chen, he had no meridians and no cultivation. Even if he was an innate spirit, the True Yang Diagram might not be willing to let him refine it. In this case, some tough measures must be taken. After making up his mind, Feng Chen moved his mind and mobilized a powerful force of the Yuan Shen, which crossed the broken ocean, penetrated the barrier of the True Yang Diagram, and condensed between the true forms transformed by his divine thoughts.

With a dull sound, the momentum of his divine consciousness surged, followed by an even more powerful divine consciousness, which was driven by his mind, connecting along the blood mark left behind before and immersing into the diamond-shaped mark formed by the Tao.

Not only that, his divine consciousness also contained most of his previous experiences, including the body with broken meridians accompanied by the innate spirit, the blood feud of the Feng family, the difficulty of the beautiful woman's unconsciousness, as well as the death of his parents and his lonely and helpless past... Countless scenes played out in his divine consciousness one after another, driven by Feng Chen's telekinesis, and repeatedly transmitted to the mark.

He did this out of a consideration, that is, true feelings will be stained, and the mind will be transformed. Although the True Yang Diagram is a magical weapon, since it has spirituality, it may be touched by the emotions in his mind. Sure enough, not long after, Feng Chen heard a few sounds like a dream, which made him feel happy and full of hope.

It seems that this method is indeed feasible. Although his mind was able to connect with the Dao, and could feel the existence of the True Yang Diagram, and even touch it, he could not feel the core of the spirituality. Now that he can hear the response from the spiritual heart, it means that there is hope for communication, and it is possible to make the True Yang Diagram actively sacrifice. However, although he heard the response, he still didn't know how to communicate with it, and even if it responded, it might not be willing to actively sacrifice, which is the crux of the problem.

Fengchen was in trouble again, and he began to think and try again and again. In this process, he thought about many problems and tried various methods, but he could not find the key to solve the problem. He could only feel each other's existence, but could not go deep into it, and could not really grasp and understand it. He couldn't help but sigh, if this True Yang Diagram could have a spirit, how great it would be. Perhaps by explaining it with reason and moving it with emotion, he could communicate with the spirit, let the spirit understand his intentions, and help him solve the problem at hand.

Just as he was lost in thought, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind - weapon spirit! Yes, his father had successfully spiritualized the weapon. If he could follow his father's method and transfer the spiritual heart to the power of the primordial spirit and turn it into his own weapon spirit, then this weapon spirit would no longer be a simple weapon spirit, but would become a part of his sea of ​​consciousness and become one with him. In this way, even if he encounters an unexpected event or is in trouble in the future, he may be able to find hope again with the power of this weapon spirit. Isn't this a best of both worlds, wonderful?

Thinking of this, Fengchen immediately took action. He began to constantly stimulate his own spiritual power, allowing them to flow into the True Yang Diagram. In the process, he recalled what his father said before rushing to repair the formation: "Use your own body, move your own thoughts, transform the form of Cang, and transform the spirit of Hai. In this way, you can seize one Cang and one Xuan." He suddenly understood his father's deep meaning. It turned out that his father had already anticipated that there might be a hidden danger in his body, so he did not directly tell Fengchen how to do it, but hoped that Fengchen could understand it himself.

Feng Chen was secretly delighted. He realized that this attempt was not accidental, but the first test on his path of cultivation. He must succeed, and he must achieve this goal no matter what. So, he worked harder to continuously infuse his soul power and blood into the mark of the True Yang Diagram. He knew that if his soul body wanted to transform as he wished, it must be supported by the power of blood. Otherwise, even if the soul power was strong, it could not truly merge with the spirituality to form a spirit that could protect the sea of ​​consciousness.

While doing these operations, Feng Chen was also extremely cautious. He was worried that he would make things worse, so he added Bai Yu's Yunhuang bloodline to his bloodline to enhance his ability to break the divine weapon and prevent the spirituality from taking the opportunity to attack. After some effort, Feng Chen had consumed 30% of his bloodline power. At this point, he no longer needed to continue infusing, and only needed to wait for the spirituality to merge with his bloodline, evolve with each other, and finally condense with the power of the Yuanshen carried in his bloodline, so as to form the weapon spirit as he wished.

However, things were not as simple as Fengchen imagined. At the critical moment when the spirituality was about to fall apart and begin to merge, it suddenly burst out with a mysterious energy, which bounced off all the blood that Fengchen had infused, and completely sealed itself off. No matter how hard Fengchen tried, or how he used Baiyu's blood to try to break it, he could not break this barrier. This sudden change caught Fengchen off guard. He didn't know how to respond or how to deal with this situation.

Fortunately, the blood that Fengchen infused was not used by the spirit, otherwise he would face greater losses. But even so, he did not get any benefits, nor did he solve any problems. Would his efforts be in vain? Fengchen was unwilling, but he also understood that he was powerless in the face of this unbreakable barrier. He could only shake his head helplessly and prepare to give up temporarily.

However, just when he was about to stop, his father's voice suddenly rang in his mind: "Don't worry, Chen'er, your father will help you right away." This sudden assistance made Feng Chen's heart rise. He realized that perhaps with the help of his father, he could find a way to break through the predicament.

As the voice gradually dissipated in the air, Feng Wanlin's figure slowly appeared, and at the same time, the Golden Crow also turned back. The two of them had been working hard to repair the huge formation, and now they have finally completed all the repair work. Although the formation has been repaired, it still needs some time to absorb enough Yin Qi from the heaven and earth, only in this way can the formation operate smoothly. Therefore, during this period of time, they did not have anything urgent to do, and they could use this gap to help Feng Chen derive the spirit of the instrument.

As soon as Fengchen saw his father returning, hope immediately ignited in his heart, and he hurriedly asked: "Dad, is there any way you can disconnect it?" He was eager to solve the problem at hand.

When Feng Wanlin heard his son's question, he smiled slightly, shook his head and replied: "There is a way, but it is not convenient for me as a father to do it myself. This matter still depends on you to solve it." He seemed to have his own considerations and was unwilling to intervene directly.

When Fengchen heard his father say there was a way, he was delighted and continued to ask, "Then what should I do now?" He was eager to know the next step.

Feng Wanlin took a step forward and put his hand on Feng Chen's shoulder. There seemed to be a wisp of spiritual fire beating in his hand: "It's easy. I'll give you a wisp of spiritual fire, and you just need to light it."

As Feng Wanlin spoke, the flame in his hand began to jump, and the spiritual fire seemed to have life, jumping at his fingertips. The flame suddenly pounced on Fengchen, and with a pounce, the object transformed by Fengchen's soul was also ignited, igniting a spiritual fire of moderate size.

Feng Chen felt a pain, but he had experienced the burning of spiritual fire before, so he had some adaptation. He quickly raised his hand and controlled the flame with his mind, and in an instant he was able to manipulate it freely.

Then, he felt that he could control the flame, so he condensed it into a ball and floated it in the palm of his left hand. Then, he stared at the Dao mark floating in front of him with a firm look.

The mark was wrapped in a ball of red and yellow energy, and the blood that Fengchen had injected before was also isolated from it and could only float around it.

"Let's see how you can resist this time." Feng Chen said confidently, raising his right hand. With a thought, the floating blood and energy condensed back into the palm of his right hand, forming a fist-sized ball floating in the air.

The time was ripe. Feng Chen looked at his left and right palms, then turned his palms upward, closed them inwards, and held them together. Then, he used his mind to drive the two balls of spiritual fire and blood to merge at the center of his palms.

Soon, accompanied by a sizzling sound and a few wisps of green smoke, the spiritual source fire was melted into the blood and qi filled with the power of the soul, and the fire grew stronger with the blood and qi as fuel. Feng Chen held the flame in his hand and waved it shakily with one hand.

This series of actions was done in one go. Feng Chen did not hesitate. He flipped his hand suddenly, carrying the spiritual fire and three points of his blood and energy with his soul power, and slapped it directly towards the Dao in front of him.

With a hiss, there was no impact sound as imagined, nor the roar of burning flames. The energy wrapped around the Dao was evaporated by the flames in his palm without any resistance.

"This is too fast." Feng Chen couldn't help but sigh. He had tried many times before but failed. He thought that even with the spiritual fire, it would still take a lot of time and effort. He didn't expect to succeed so easily. This made it a little difficult for him to adapt.

Feng Wanlin smiled slightly, but before he could say anything, Jinwu spoke first: "Little kid, don't underestimate this matter. If your father hadn't decisively provided the spiritual source fire before, even if I, the Sun God, used the Sun's True Fire to help you, it would not be possible to burn through its spiritual heart source so quickly."

"But having said that, you two father and son are really amazing. The old one turned your true spirit into a weapon, and the younger one actually wanted to snatch the spiritual heart of the magic weapon, turn it into the spirit of the weapon and then turn it into your primordial spirit. This really makes this emperor look at you with new eyes." As an ancient powerful man, Jinwu naturally had extraordinary knowledge. He saw through Fengchen's plan at a glance.