"Ancestor Realm, invincible in the world!"
While he was pondering, he looked at the snow-capped mountain in front of him that reached into the sky.
He seemed to see the Emperor Xuan who roamed the world in those days, with his supreme demeanor that was invincible in the world.
Even so, he still died here. The ancestors of the Dongtian Clan and several great God Emperors jointly attacked and blasted him off the throne. His body collapsed and his soul was destroyed.
Who would have thought that the wretched mixed-haired bird was the Emperor Xuan who almost broke through the ancestral realm
"Is there anything you don't understand now?" Chu Yuntian looked at Feng Qingyang and said in a gentle tone.
After all, their Dongtian Clan felt guilty towards Kong Xuan. If it weren't for their deduction, perhaps they wouldn't be in this situation today, and they wouldn't have escaped from the Supreme God Realm and existed in this blocked world.
"Do you know my origins?"
Feng Qingyang said in a deep voice. While speaking, he stared at Chu Yuntian without blinking. His fiery eyes seemed to have more insight than those of the Dongtian Clan.
Chu Yuntian laughed, his expression calm, and he was not angry at Feng Qingyang's powerlessness. In his opinion, it would be great if he could compensate him today.
"Your origin." As he spoke, he flipped his hand and took out a golden brocade bag, saying: "This may be your origin, but I haven't read it."
After saying that, he handed it to Feng Qingyang.
The latter took it, looked at Chu Yuntian deeply, and then opened the brocade bag. A jade slip was lying quietly in it. Feng Qingyang injected a trace of divine consciousness into it, and when he took a look at it, he was immediately shocked.
It actually contained all his information, including his birthplace, where he was born, what he owned, and why he came here.
It was crystal clear, obvious, and real, as if he knew Feng Qingyang better than he knew Feng Qingyang himself. Some of the memories that he had forgotten were clearly recorded in this jade slip.
"This is something left behind by our ancestors. They said it was waiting for a destined person to take it. That person should be you, don't you think?" Chu Yuntian looked at Feng Qingyang meaningfully.
The latter nodded. Yes, this was indeed talking about him. Even the Corpse King's bloodline and origin were clearly recorded. However, the information on the jade slip only recorded the time after he came here, and the subsequent deductions obviously had not been added in time.
What will happen in the future? At this moment, Feng Qingyang's heart suddenly became agitated, thinking that the days ahead would probably not be ordinary. If not for anything else, just because of Kong Xuan's life experience, it would be enough to make him countless powerful enemies.
Making the nine great God Emperors the enemy, what a crazy idea! If you tell it to others, people might laugh their heads off and secretly say that this lunatic who doesn't know the danger of his own life is either a madman or a fool, or an idiot.
It doesn’t matter if no one else believes it, as long as he believes it himself.
Just like in the world of cultivation back then, he believed that there was a world that was the home of zombies, and he believed even more that there was a world that contained normal zombies.
Belief only exists in one's own mind. Why does it require the approval of others to be considered as belief and recognition
Thinking of this, he suddenly laughed, thinking to himself that although his fate was a little bizarre and unbelievable, this was his fate, his path, the path he was walking.
"Senior, can you help me find someone?"
Chu Yuntian shook his head and said, "Since our ancestors, our Dongtian Clan has sealed our abilities. Unless it is absolutely necessary, we will not easily break the rules.
Besides, haven't you already found the person you're looking for? One requires you to find him, and the other requires you to become famous in the Supreme God Realm. At that time, you will be another Emperor Xuan, or even a being that surpasses Emperor Xuan. The vast God Realm will no longer have any secrets, and everything will be completely exposed before your eyes."
Feng Qingyang's blood boiled. Chu Yuntian's simple words made his restless heart beat faster. Fighting for dominance in the world and bloody battles, this was the world he longed for and wanted.
"Thank you for clearing up my doubts, senior." Feng Qingyang bowed sincerely.
Although these words did not restore his cultivation, they made him understand a lot. Some secrets that had troubled his mind for a long time were confirmed in an instant, making him feel extremely relieved.
The whole person seems to have become lighter, and you feel relaxed from the bottom of your heart, even though the original small burden has now become a big burden.
"But I still advise you not to go out before your cultivation is restored, otherwise you will suffer. You may not die, but your time will be pushed back indefinitely."
Feng Qingyang nodded and said he knew.
He had originally planned to go out in the near future, but after hearing what Chu Yuntian said, he really gave up the idea. Without cultivation, going out would just be seeking death.
…
After returning to the hut, Feng Qingyang went in and tidied it up. He hadn't been in for a year, but the room was still spotless, without a speck of dirt, as if someone came to clean it every few days.
Not long after, a clear singing voice suddenly came from outside the door, coming closer and closer, and the sound of panting on the snow came quickly.
The singing is pleasant to the ears. If Feng Qingyang were outside, he might involuntarily say that the person is beautiful, the heart is beautiful, and the singing is beautiful too.
Crunch,
The door opened and the girl walked in, bumping into Feng Qingyang. The two of them stared at each other. Feng Qingyang was thick-skinned and could look at her for a long time without changing his expression.
But the girl was different. She was very thin-skinned. The moment they looked at each other, her whole face turned red from top to bottom to the neck, and her hands were pinching the corners of her clothes because she was nervous and at a loss.
"I... I just want to see if it's dirty here. If it's dirty, it won't be fun."
The crisp sound came again, making the wind in this cold winter clear and making my whole heart feel warm.
The girl stuttered and spoke in an awkward manner. Feng Qingyang was very smart and did not point it out. Instead, he nodded in agreement with her and said thank you.
The girl was none other than Chu Yuntian’s little granddaughter Chu Lingxi. She was as warm and pure as the morning light. Just one look at her and it seemed like one would never be able to forget her.
"Lingxi, if you come to me like this, you will hurt a lot of people's hearts."
Feng Qingyang said meaningfully that although his cultivation had not recovered, there was still a trace of his spiritual consciousness left. After all, his soul had merged into the Soul Devourer. Until now, Feng Qingyang had no idea what this thing was. It was terribly powerful.
The moment Lingxi came in, he noticed that many young people in the village were looking at this place angrily, because they found that Feng Qingyang, who had been meditating all year round, had returned to the house.
Just like that, in a short moment, several powerful young men gathered outside the door, and the aura of the gods spread, shaking the thatched hut.
"Leave them alone!"