After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

The insights, experiences, and profound understanding of the laws of heaven and earth accumulated by the three Nascent Soul stage masters throughout their lives also flooded into his mind.

Those key points that usually take years of deep thought to understand are now clear as if the clouds have parted and the sun has risen.

Lin Fengmian took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

He possesses five spiritual roots, and although his total spiritual power far exceeds that of his peers, he always finds it difficult to achieve half the results with twice the effort when cultivating ordinary techniques, and his progress is slow.

These three top-tier cultivation techniques, with their pure attributes and extremely high grade, seemed to have been tailor-made for him!

If he can master these three techniques, and when the five elements come together and complement each other, how strong will his foundation become?

A burning light flashed in Lin Fengmian's eyes.

This trip to this desolate land was well worth it!

Too much value!

Lin Fengmian was overjoyed. These three powerful figures were indeed insightful and saw through his most pressing needs at a glance!

These three cultivation techniques are all top-tier methods; for others, obtaining even one of them would be an immense stroke of luck. Now, all three are simultaneously imprinted in his sea of ​​consciousness.

As long as his cultivation level keeps up and he can integrate these top-level techniques, his future cultivation speed will be comparable to riding a celestial flying boat!

"Many thanks to the three seniors for their kindness! Lin Fengmian will never forget your grace today!"

Lin Fengmian bowed deeply to the stone statues, his face full of heartfelt respect and gratitude.

"As for the elixir, please rest assured, seniors, leave it to me! I will certainly keep it in mind and do my utmost to find the elixir for you!"

Upon hearing this, the three stone statues burst into laughter, their laughter filled with satisfaction and anticipation.

"Young Lin, with your words of reassurance, we old bones can finally breathe a sigh of relief." The voice of the central stone statue softened slightly.

"However, your immediate priority is to quickly improve your strength. We have been asleep for thousands of years, and we can afford to wait three more years."

You possess five spiritual roots, yet you also possess the world's top-tier spiritual body, the Pure Yang Sacred Body. If you can use Pure Yang as your foundation and the five spiritual roots as your limit, your future achievements will certainly not be weaker than the three of us.

"You must cultivate diligently and never let down Su Miaoyun's kindness towards you."

Empress Su Miaoyun stood quietly to the side, listening to the high praise that her great-grandfathers had given to Lin Fengmian, and seeing his energetic and solemn promise, a strange emotion quietly welled up in her heart.

The emotion was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples that warmed her heart, which had been frozen for years due to her cultivation of the "Supreme Forgetfulness Technique."

"Alright, this is no place to linger. You should all go back now," the stone statue said in a deep voice.

Empress Su Miaoyun nodded slightly, her delicate hand forming a hand seal. The mysterious talisman once again emitted a soft light, enveloping the two of them.

The surrounding scenery changed again, and ripples spread through the space, as if the two had passed through a curtain of water.

When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the familiar palace deep within the royal palace of the Phoenix Cry Kingdom.

Lin Fengmian stood there, lost in thought for a long time, still savoring the experience he had just had.

He hadn't expected Su Miaoyun to be able to take him to such a central location so easily. The place where the nine Demon Abyss stone statues of the predecessors resided.

It must be located in the deepest part of the Demon Abyss, used to suppress the extraterrestrial demons that seep out from the cracks.

It seems that she has paid much more than she imagined over the years.

Lin Fengmian admitted that he might not be a good person, and he had a lot of romantic entanglements.

But faced with this paramount matter concerning the survival of humanity and resisting the invasion of the demon race, he could still distinguish between what was more important and what was less important. What he gained today could be considered a benevolent cause and effect.

What those three predecessors left an imprint on his mind, besides their top-notch cultivation techniques, was their lifelong experience and insights in cultivation.

Those insights are of immeasurable value.

What delighted him even more was his "useless five spiritual roots," which had been ridiculed by the world for over a decade.

Today marks the first time I've received such recognition from such a top-tier expert!

While I may acknowledge the merits, the right thing to do is to quickly start training and improve my strength.

After he forms his Nascent Soul, not only will he be able to leave this desolate land smoothly, but he also misses his beloved wives on the Xuan Tian Continent.

That seductive vixen Nangong Li, that hypocritical ice queen Chu Qingyi, and the missing Zhao Yun'er... Once he achieves the Nascent Soul stage, those enemies can just wait! He'll settle accounts with them one by one!

Right now, the best way to improve one's cultivation level is through dual cultivation.

Lin Fengmian's gaze shifted slightly, unconsciously glancing at Su Miaoyun beside him. That glance met her beautiful eyes, which were looking at him thoughtfully.

Their eyes met, and Su Miaoyun, as if struck by lightning, hurriedly looked away, a faint blush creeping up her ears.

Su Miaoyun, standing to the side, felt a similar surge of emotions. She hadn't expected that her usually critical great-grandfathers would have such a high opinion of Lin Fengmian.

It should be noted that those three were not ordinary cultivators with low standards; in fact, it could be said that they had extremely high requirements for talent.

Even so, their evaluations were surprisingly high.

Moreover, this man seems to be hiding secrets and opportunities that are unknown to others.

Is he also a master of the single path? Could this person really come from the upper realm? But... why would the upper realm send such an ordinary Core Formation cultivator?

But at this moment, she couldn't understand it, nor did she want to delve into it. Because since this man appeared, everything had changed.

The turbulent seal of the Demon Abyss is stabilizing, the depleted spiritual energy of the Soul-Severing Land is beginning to recover, and even her heart, which had been nearly frozen by the "Supreme Forgetfulness Technique," is reviving.

I also tasted a strange flavor that was hard to describe, yet I subconsciously craved...

"Lin Fengmian! Come out and face your death!!!"

Just as the two were lost in their own thoughts and the atmosphere was delicate, a furious roar suddenly rang out like a thunderclap, shattering the romantic atmosphere in the hall.

Immediately afterward, a violent afterimage charged ruthlessly into the center of the hall. The newcomer was tall, with bushy hair and beard.

His muscles were bulging and bulging, radiating a terrifying aura. It was none other than Marquis Zhenyuan, Zhou Shan!

Behind him, twelve figures stepped in, each brimming with vitality and sharp eyes; they were none other than the Zhou family's renowned "Mountain-Shaking Guards."

They are all elites who cultivate the Zhou family's ancestral low-grade Heaven-rank body refining technique. They are powerful in combat and, once they join forces, they can fight against a level four savage beast!

Upon seeing Su Miaoyun on the throne, Zhou Shan merely gave a perfunctory bow, his voice booming, "This old minister, Zhou Shan, pays his respects to Your Majesty!"

Su Miaoyun's gaze was cold and aloof as she looked down at the uninvited old minister, her voice revealing neither joy nor anger: