By the side of the sea of bitterness, the fairy mist turns into clouds, and the waves wash away in circles!
The second immortals standing by the sea of bitterness were all moved after seeing the world Feng Feiyun had just evolved, staring at the Taoist Tai Chi with strange expressions.
In the beginning, people often have very good wishes, and they have the most perseverance and determination, but when ten years have passed, a hundred years have passed... How many people can persevere
People always get lost on the way forward, lose their direction, become confused, and then go to extremes.
"This... This is the big wish I once made. The big wish has not been realized, but I have lost my heart!" The Taoist Tai Chi stood on the sea of bitterness, only to feel that his heart was more bitter than the water of the sea of bitterness.
No one bothered him, everyone knew that he was enlightening and thinking.
The Tai Chi Taoist stood there like a petrified stone, motionless, this station was three months!
Feng Feiyun bowed slightly and bowed to Empress Wa, not far away, and said, "Senior Empress Wa, you are an immortal saint with great wisdom. Do you think Senior Tai Chi will have an epiphany, or will make mistakes again and again."
The Empress Wa stood under a purple sacred tree, suspended in mid-air, and a circle of gods appeared behind her, which was soft and holy beyond words, and said, "No one can tell what will happen in the future, how to choose It's all in his mind. How do you choose next?"
Feng Feiyun pondered for a moment and said, "I want to return to the lower realm."
Empress Wa gave him a deep look and said, "You haven't crossed the sea of suffering yet, with my strength, I can send you back to the lower realm. However, you must understand that even if you go to the lower realm with your current cultivation level, Nothing can be changed in the lower realm."
Feng Feiyun knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, and said, "I beg the Empress Wa for advice on how to bring a person who is completely annihilated from the past back to reality."
Empress Wa shook her head.
Feng Feiyun said anxiously, "Could it be that you can't even achieve your cultivation level, Empress Wa?"
Empress Wa shook her head again and said, "Yes, unless I sacrifice my life."
Feng Feiyun was dejected, even a person of the level of Empress Wa had to sacrifice their lives to bring people back to reality from the past. With his own cultivation, it is impossible to do it.
The Empress Wa said: "Time is like a river. The upstream of the river is the 'past' and the downstream is the 'future'. We throw a stone upstream and it can cause ripples on the river, but the water will soon return to calm. , the river is still flowing in the direction he should, in fact we can't change anything."
Feng Feiyun said: "The Queen Mother means that after I go back to the past, I can only throw a stone in the water at most, but the water surface will still be calm, and the river will not happen because of the stone I throw down. Change?"
Empress Wa said, "This is manpower!"
Feng Feiyun's father was able to save the Qinglian Lady Saint, because the Qinglian Lady Saint did not die, but was still a fish in the water.
Feng Feiyun's father went there, picked up a stone, smashed it into the water, and hit the fish to change the fish's swimming direction. Now that the fish's swimming direction has changed, the fate of Qinglian Maiden has also been changed.
However, Feng Feiyun's father also paid a huge price for throwing this stone, and lost 80,000 years of life.
And Feng Feiyun wants to go to the past and bring Dongfang Jingyue back to the present. This is ten thousand times more difficult than throwing a stone in the water. The price that needs to be paid can make people of the level of Empress Wa fall.
Because the essence of Dongfang Jingyue is the Spiritual Sword God, a sacred-level character, who has changed her destiny, will change the fate of countless people, and even make the rivers change course.
Feng Feiyun said: "Is there really no way?"
Empress Wa said, "This is fate, and no one can change it."
"Then what if I have to fight against fate?" Feng Feiyun's eyes were filled with determination.
Empress Wa's gaze was directed towards the Tai Chi Taoist, as if she was implying something.
At this time, the Taiji Taoist slowly opened his eyes, turned into a breeze and floated over, stared at Feng Feiyun, and said: "If you really have the determination to fight against fate, I can help you, but you have to agree. I have one condition."
"Can you bring people from the past back to reality?" Feng Feiyun said.
"Maybe so!"
The Taoist Tai Chi said, "In the long river of time, we can't change anything, let alone change the direction of the river. But if there is a boat that can sail on the long river of time, can we change the past? Are people planted in wearing it and uploading it back?"
Feng Feiyun sacrificed the White Jade Immortal Boat and said, "Senior, is this boat referring to?"
The Taoist Tai Chi shook his head and said, "This boat can carry you to the past, but it cannot help you bring people from the past back to the present."
Daoist Taiji sacrificed a piece of immortal bone, suspended it in the palm of his hand, and said, "This immortal bone is the last piece of immortal bone of Daoist Jieyin. This immortal bone is a boat, enough to carry a person from the past."
The cultivation of Daoist Receptionist will not be much weaker than Empress Wa. At the cost of his last immortal bone, he may really be able to bring back a person from the past.
Feng Feiyun said: "I will bring Dongfang Jingyue from the past to the present. Will the direction of the world still change?"
The Taoist Tai Chi smiled and said, "This requires you to use deceitful means."
"Deception." Feng Feiyun read these four words.
If you want to deceive the sky, you must deceive the earth.
"I understand!" Feng Feiyun said: "Then what price do I need to pay to get the Immortal Bone from you?"
Daoist Tai Chi carried his hands on his back, looked at the distant sky, and said, "Aren't you going to fight with fate? Then accompany me to sit on this fairy ferry! Can you bear the price?"
Feng Feiyun naturally knew what it meant once he agreed, but he didn't hesitate, and said, "Wait for me 300,000 years. After 300,000 years, I will definitely come to this bitter sea and be a ferryman."
"You have to think about it clearly. You can ferry others to become immortals, but you can't become immortals yourself. Year after year, every year, you can only be a ferryman. Are you really willing?" Tai Chi said humanely.
Feng Feiyun said: "No complaints and no regrets."
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The door to the immortal world opened again, Feng Feiyun drove an ancient white jade boat with a fairy bone in his hand, left the sub-immortal world, and returned to hell.
He returned the other spirit boats to Empress Wa and Taoist Taiji, leaving only a white jade immortal boat.
Mao Wugui and Mao honestly were still in hell, and they were so excited when they saw Feng Feiyun coming out of the gate of the fairy world.
"Haha! How's it going? Have you already beheaded Tao Tao and Earth Emperor?" Mao Wugui said happily.
Feng Feiyun smiled, but nodded lightly, and said, "From now on, you don't have to worry about anything, you can live in peace."
"Boom!"
A huge and boundless force came to the sky above hell, and there were seventy-two wings growing on the back of the emperor of silence.
He has reached the realm of the great saint, and his breath is very strong, and he is so shocked that he is shaking for nine days and ten places.
Feng Feiyun stood in hell with a faint smile on his face, "Ji Mie Huang, are you sure you want to fight me?"
Feng Feiyun's voice carried a faint immortal power, and the multicolored divine light burst out from within the body, as if to purify the black hole.
The Emperor Jixie felt that his whole body was locked by the colorful chains, as if it was difficult to move, and even the true power of the Great Sage was difficult to break through this force.
"Oh my god! What kind of realm has Feng Feiyun reached?" Ji Miehuang was shocked, knowing that he was not Feng Feiyun's opponent, he broke through the colorful glow, and then fled directly.
Feng Feiyun put away his strength, and did not go after the death of the emperor.
The cultivation base has reached his realm, and he has already regarded the grievances and grievances very lightly, and besides, he has no real grievances with the Emperor Jixie. In the same era, he was born as a second immortal, and at the same time, a great saint was born. This is an extremely rare thing.
This era is destined to be the glorious era of this universe!
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The grass by the river, withered and reborn. The snow in the sky floats season after season.
Many years have passed, probably more than 30,000 years!
The kingdom of heaven has become completely strong, and the "land of imprisonment" has developed into a prosperous world of Hunyuan, known as "the world of Hunyuan in the kingdom of heaven".
And the kingdom of heaven is the only kingdom in the "Hunyuan Great World of the Heavenly Kingdom".
This winter, Feng Feiyun's father passed away.
Heavy snow fell from the sky, the river was frozen, the ground was covered in silver frost, and the air was blowing with torn cold winds, so cold that people’s bones were aching.
Nine Dragons and Nine Elephants pulled the coffin, crushed the thick snow, and walked into the tomb. Then someone lifted the coffin down, buried it in the soil, and placed the coffin stone.
In order to save the Qinglian Maiden, his father changed some things in the past at the price of 80,000 years of life, and now he is dead.
Long Qingxuan and Qinglian Maiden both stood in front of the tomb, tears pouring out, staring at the tombstone, the roaring cold wind engulfed their cries.
Feng Feiyun stood in front of the tombstone, with no joy or sorrow in his heart, held a candle in his hand, bowed deeply, and then inserted it in front of the tombstone, "Even a peerless saint will die, and in the end, he will be buried in yellow mud and turned into dry bones. However, father, you have been brilliant, wonderful, and have no regrets. Let's go all the way!"
At this time, among the crowd, one person came out in a hurry.
The Tiansuan scholar was wearing white Confucian clothes, but his appearance was no longer young, he looked a bit old, and said in a low voice, "Great Emperor, Concubine Nalan has passed away!"
"Nalan!" There was a touch of melancholy in Feng Feiyun's eyes, as if he had aged several years at once.
In the past 30,000 years, Feng Feiyun had sent away Bi Ningshuai, who had died of old age on the bed. At that time, he had gray hair and was like a rotten tree. He also sent away Wu Qinghua, who had passed away in the pagoda, and died in Feng Feiyun's arms.
In the past 30,000 years, Feng Feiyun has buried one concubine after another, watching them grow old, and then gray-haired, and finally covered by a coffin and buried under thick soil.
Today, two close relatives died. His heart was unspeakably bitter, and his eyes couldn't help but crystallize. He said with difficulty: "Xuejian also passed away! Let's go and drive back to the palace! I'm going to send her off for the last ride. !"