The rainbow that covers the sky shines

Chapter 457 Instructions from the Burial Master, the Second Spiritual Root

"Father, I have been waiting for you for a long time!" Feng Yi smiled like a flower.

Feng Jinghong was surprised for a moment, then smiled and said: "It seems that some changes have taken place in you that I don't know about, so you have to tell me carefully."

"Of course, but father didn't come to see me today, did he? I'll take you to see the senior burial master. Let's talk as we walk."

The environment of the burial ground is different from every other great world, life is contained in death, and death is hidden in life.

It seems that there are loose desert-like sand everywhere, but it actually contains amazing vitality and energy. The five-color soil, the breath soil, and the soil of all things have become common here.

Feng Jinghong followed Feng Yi slowly on the soft ground, listening to her tell the story of coming here.

……

"After I was promoted to Immortal King, I felt a calling, and the feeling in my heart guided me to come here. I didn't know everything until I met Senior Burial Master."

Just as Feng Jinghong once guessed, Feng Yi was indeed a great master in his previous life, that is, the supreme giant - a chicken farmer.

"In my previous life, I had an old relationship with the Phoenix family, so I adopted and rescued some Phoenixes that failed in Nirvana. Over time, I became proficient in the method of Nirvana in the fire. Unexpectedly, it was this method of Nirvana that saved my true spirit in the end. Indestructible."

In the dark war at the end of the chaotic period, too many masters from all realms died.

The butcher, the chicken farmer, and the seller of counterfeit medicine were known as the number one under the Emperor's Realm by all walks of life back then, but two of them still died in battle, and only the butcher survived.

"At the beginning, many fallen fairy kings cast a dark curse on me, and I couldn't resist it. In order not to be corroded by the darkness after death, I used the holy fire of Nirvana to set myself on fire at the last moment, but I didn't think that it would leave a glimmer of life instead. A ball of fairy fire."

Feng Jinghong nodded: "Live to death, but see the light instead."

In the battle of the great world, those who are greedy for life and fear of death are often more likely to fall, but those who fight to the death are more likely to survive.

Isn't the determination to give up everything and the fearless courage most needed on the highest sacrificial path in ancient times?

After thinking about it, he added another sentence: "Of course, luck is also very important."

In this life, she met herself, and she was able to emerge from the fairy fire and reappear in the world.

However, in the original trajectory, there was no trace of the fairy fire in the later stage, and it was impossible to awaken the true spirit in the end.

"Luck is indeed important. Without the help of my father, I would not be able to be reborn. Without the help of Senior Burial Lord, I would not be able to awaken the memory of my previous life."

"So, are you now Feng Yi, or a chicken farmer?"

"What do you mean father?" Feng smiled and said nothing.

Feng Jinghong also smiled: "I was wrong, caring will cause chaos."

The chicken farmer is gone, both body and soul.

Now that only Yu Zhenshen has recovered, being able to recall some experiences and avenues in his previous life is already against the sky, and it is absolutely impossible to reshape his personality and soul.

What's more, this is the same person's past and present lives, she is the one who raises the chickens, and she is also Feng Yi, there is no need to distinguish between them!

……

The burial owner was a handsome middle-aged man with a gentle temperament and no pretensions of a senior.

However, the burial priests seem to be more talkative, and I don't know if it's because of their unique cultivation methods.

"Little friend's wealth is really extraordinary. He has become a giant in just a few million years, and the emperor's realm is hopeful!" The burial owner said with a smile.

"Just work hard!" Feng Jinghong said.

Having cultivated to this point, he deeply realized how difficult it is to reach the realm of Immortal Emperor.

Huang Tiandi was able to enter the country so quickly at the beginning, largely because he was forced to go up by various pressures.

The ancient artifacts of origin are infected in a wave, and if you don't break through to the quasi-immortal emperor, you will have to finish the game.

The corpse was chopped down by the Immortal Emperor with one sword, and it would be over if he did not break through to the Immortal Emperor.

It can only be said that there are both pros and cons in everything. Although he faced the most dangerous and difficult situation, he also got the best training, so he made rapid progress.

And the environment that my generation is facing now is relatively comfortable, so they can only make progress slowly.

However, Feng Jinghong is not in a hurry about this, but is happy to see the result.

Being slow has its advantages. It can fully develop power, accumulate strength, and protect the people around you to the greatest extent.

It is true that the Huangtian Emperor is fast and strong, but the price he paid was too painful. His relatives, friends and comrades in arms were almost dead, so he would never do that.

If you can't protect the safety and joy of the people you cherish, then the practice is meaningless!
"Having said that, Senior's aura seems to be..."

Somewhat weak.

The burial master is the oldest monk in the world, and also the highest cultivated monk except Emperor Huangtian.

As early as in the chaotic ancient times, he was only a thin line away from Immortal Emperor Zhun, and he should be stronger now.

But judging from what Feng Jinghong has observed now, it seems that he is not that strong, just like himself.

The burial master smiled and said: "Can you see, I am just a Dharma body, and I have already gone to the sky with Emperor Huangtian."

"So that's how it is." Feng Jinghong understood: "Senior is really amazing, the real body is fighting in the front, and the dharma body suppresses the rear to cultivate talents, which is admirable!"

The funeral master smiled and shook his head: "It's just that I can't let go of these descendants. I have already lost my daughter once, and I can't lose more."

The death of the chicken farmer in the past was a big blow to the burial owner.

……

It is essential to discuss the Tao when meeting with the Immortal King.

The burial master is indeed the most senior monk, and his knowledge reserve is frighteningly high.

He is not only proficient in almost all existing methods, but also has a deep understanding of the ancient practice systems before the founding of Xiangu Method, which can be called a living history book.

It is said to be a discussion, but in fact, it is the burial master who is speaking, and Feng Jinghong and Feng Yi are listening.

This lecture means that 10 years have passed.

Feng Jinghong benefited a lot, and sincerely bowed to the funeral master: "Thank you for your guidance, senior!"

The funeral master smiled and nodded: "You are welcome, you saved the little girl, if you really want to talk about it, I should thank you.

I see that your five great secret realms are full of divine light and hidden vitality, so you should be creating your own method, right?"

"That's right! I thought that if you want to transcend, you must open up a brand new path. Following in the footsteps of the predecessors, there is bound to be an end." Feng Jinghong said.

The burial master praised: "It's great that you can have this kind of awareness and put it into action at this age, and maybe you can really become the help of Emperor Huangtian."

"Speaking of this, is there anyone left behind in the Heavenly Court? Why didn't I see any generals when I traveled all the way?" Feng Jinghong wondered.

The burial master sighed: "The people in the Heavenly Court are all warriors who survived the chaos of ancient times, and they only want to follow in the footsteps of Emperor Huangtian. The last group of people also went to the sky thousands of years ago. No, no heavenly soldier or general chooses to stay in this world."

Feng Jinghong remained silent for a while: "How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are in the same robes as your son? Comrades should be like this!"

With the status of Huangtian Emperor Tianting, any general who stays in this world can definitely enjoy the highest status and treatment, but they set foot on the battlefield without hesitation, and have no nostalgia for the enjoyment of glory. This is the most cruel war. warrior.

Only such a group of fighters can hold the front line together with Emperor Huangtian and create a perfect world for the current creatures in the heavens and myriad worlds.

The burial master said in a deep voice: "Actually, this is also the result of helplessness. Emperor Huangtian said when he came back that the enemies other than God are beyond imagination, and we must use every ounce of strength to be able to win.

Your generation is very strong, very strong. Although your current cultivation is still a little low, you have already shown the potential to surpass the ancient heavens. You can be called the golden generation!
Your future is limitless, I look forward to you growing up and joining the deity and the others on the front line! "

"Senior, don't worry, we will live up to the name of Heaven!"

……

For the rest of the time, Feng Jinghong stayed at the burial place. There are not only the best avenues and environment in all worlds, but also the burial master, a master of the past, who can ask for advice at any time. It would be too wasteful not to make good use of it.

And it is worth mentioning that another Wudao tea tree is also here.

When Feng Jinghong asked, the burial owner said: "This spiritual root is incomplete, and the people in the heaven thought it was a pity to bring it into the battlefield in an incomplete form, so they left it in this world, waiting for the latecomers to complete it." .I know that the other plant is in your hands, if you need to take it away directly."

So, on this day, a fairy tree descended with colorful spiritual light, fell into the undead mountain, and automatically became one with the Enlightenment tea tree.

The second spiritual root in the ancient era reappeared in the world!

(End of this chapter)