Silent Shaoqing, Feng Qingyang nodded and said, "That's true."
Immediately he stepped forward, stood on the edge of the Heavenly Gate, and looked out into the distance at the spiritual world. This place was like the Nine Cauldrons, it could be said to be the highest point in the spiritual world. Wherever his eyes went, it was the edge of the end of the world.
Some time ago, rumors were rife in the spirit world, and Body Master was widely mentioned. His traces were often seen in the rumors, such as the ancient star Mars beating up a quasi-saint. But in fact, he had been staying in the Tenth Heaven a hundred years ago and had never taken a step out.
I think the rumors were probably spread deliberately by some people. Their purpose is self-evident. They want to force him out and thus determine the future direction of the spiritual world.
He became a mystery and a legend, the ultimate legend of the spiritual world. As for the body master called Tyrannical, he seemed a little confusing. Although he was said to have come from the Middle Ages, it was unknown whether it was true or not.
With the return of hundreds of millions of cultivators from the nine major forces, the spiritual world has regained a new look. The three thousand cultivation stars are occupied by powerful people, and countless powerful forces have emerged in a short period of time.
For example, Badao, he occupied the Tiankui star and accepted countless body-tempering cultivators. The name of his cultivation star was Baxing. He controlled four or five cultivation stars of the same level in the four directions. His strength was at its peak and he was extremely powerful.
To Feng Qingyang, all these were but a flash in the pan, ultimately just the last ray of light after the catastrophe. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly looked at the Lord of the City of Sin.
"Master, does that mean that after you have merged with the Way of Heaven, you will have no room for resistance? If I become the will of the spirit world, what will be your fate?"
Hearing this, the city lord turned around and looked at him lovingly, his eyes full of hope: "Everyone has to die, some are heavier than Mount Tai, some are lighter than a feather. As one of the nine great saints, I have existed for countless years. Even if I die with the collapse of the spirit world, it is a worthy death."
He did not directly answer Feng Qingyang's words, but said this, his tone was not the slightest bit depressed, not even the slightest bit of unwillingness, there was only a kind of indifference. Perhaps he had felt uncomfortable, angry, and crazy after knowing the ending for the first time, but as the situation continued to develop, his mentality had gradually turned into peace.
Live calmly, die calmly, everything has its own destiny, who says he has no selfishness? The moment he accepted Feng Qingyang as his disciple, it showed that he was unwilling to accept his fate. Although life and death are unpredictable, he still left a backup plan.
"These few hundred years are actually a last gasp. The slumber of Heaven is intended to lure out billions of lives from the nine major forces and devour them all with alternative means. Does he really think we don't know this
The present prosperity is nothingness, and his methods are indeed brilliant. Everything in ancient times was indeed destroyed, but those peak powers in the Middle Ages are still sleeping in some strange places, hiding their existence from the world. But at the end of this era, after the catastrophe came, the sleeping powers were first awakened, and then the monks died and the spiritual world declined, making everything seem extremely real, which indirectly lured those beings out.
Not only that, but after everything appeared, the Heavenly Dao chose to sleep. Although the duration of this sleep is not clear, it will definitely not be too long. After all, there is still the promise of the First Will, and the direction of the spirit world will eventually have a battle. "
"Then, can these people who are lured out really survive?" Feng Qingyang asked in a deep voice. After hearing the city lord's words, some doubts in his heart were instantly cleared up.
What a sinister Heavenly Dao! It is so cunning and too insidious to the extreme. Feng Qingyang's eyes were cold as he stared into the void, hiding a strong murderous intent.
"The final result of all this still depends on you. Perhaps you can save these billions of lives, or perhaps they will all be reincarnated as your companions. The reason why there are rumors about you everywhere now is that they are not only eyeing your third will, but also your body, a zombie body. Zombies were originally born with a curse, but after passing through Hou Zun, a mutation occurred. You are the best in the legend, and now there are rumors that your body has surpassed Hou Zun.
Hou Zun, you are one of the four ancient gods. How can your will and body not make them crazy? Not to mention them, even your master is a little moved.
If I take over your body, my chances of survival will be completely guaranteed. Do you think so?"
Feng Qingyang laughed and looked at the Lord of the City of Sin sincerely, his eyes full of gratitude, "Master, why do you say that? Apart from anything else, as long as I can survive, no one will dare to take you away from me, not even the law of heaven!"
Feng Qingyang tilted his head back with a smile in his eyes. It was rare for the city lord to talk to him for such a long time and even analyze the general situation of the world for him. Generally speaking, he understood it.
"In fact, you can go and see who is spreading rumors about you and who is imitating your footsteps to fight in the spirit world. What is their purpose? Just waiting is not the best option.
If you want to go out and investigate, you can take Jiuyou with you. This kid is born with a proud character. If he doesn't suffer a little, his future prospects will be ruined."
Having said that, he turned around and looked at Feng Qingyang, and there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
"The rest of your brothers are in seclusion, and your partner is in the Ninth Heaven, which will be of great benefit to them. This time, you will go with Jiuyou."
Feng Qingyang nodded in agreement. A month later, he and Gai Jiuyou left the City of Sin together. Their starting destination seemed to be the same, both heading to the ancient star Mars.
All the ancient emperors of the ancient stars were buried in the catastrophe of the spiritual world. Now the heroes of the ancient star of Mars have gathered here, and it is still within the scope of the Medieval Alliance. The power of Proxima Titan is not too far away. This time when Feng Qingyang enters the world, he has made up his mind to find out who is pretending to be his identity.
The two left the City of Sin silently and quietly, and Feng Qingyang did not hide anything. He still walked in the spirit world with his true appearance. If there was any change, it was that he concealed the breath of zombies. Now that Tiandao was asleep again, there was no need for him to reveal his own breath.
"Qingyang, tell me, who do you think is pretending to be you to cheat people?" Gai Jiuyou asked with a smile. He was born handsome and looked even more charming when he smiled.
Feng Qingyang smacked his lips, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, he thought that this person had ulterior motives, pretending to be in this realm with his own appearance, he was afraid that he had some plan.
"It could be the so-called Medieval Alliance. Otherwise, no one would want to force me out so badly."