Feng Qingyang remained calm, but in fact, he was already deeply shocked.
This spirit seems impermanent, but she already has her own consciousness. However, after tens of thousands of years, even spanning two eras, she has been ruthlessly washed away by time and turned into a blank sheet of paper.
She was so simple that she could only live according to instinct. After the flowers bloomed, the stamens intertwined with each other and absorbed nutrients, thus becoming immortal. However, for all living things, life and death are natural and do not need to be taught.
The ancient times were shattered, and the remaining many ancient powers entered Xuanhuang one after another, but it was not all peaceful. There must have been fierce factional fighting. In the end, after the death of the owner of this flower spirit, the former Poison Immortal, he never completely hatched this flower fairy.
And countless years after his demise, even all the ancient immortals of Xuanhuang left their bodies here and their consciousness entered the Earth. Only then did the flower fairy begin to slowly emerge.
But she was born now, firstly, there was no one to offer sacrifices to her, and secondly, there was no one to teach her, so given the current situation, it was no wonder that the two poisoned ancient emperors were merely blocked in their cultivation, rather than dying.
Feng Qingyang thought that the flower poison before was just her instinct to spread. It was just a natural self-protection when she sensed danger.
In a flash, he somehow injected the first memory fragment in history into the flower spirit, which he extracted from a beautiful memory.
Finally, he used his powerful soul to engrave it into the blank soul of the flower spirit, or the fairy among flowers. After a stick of incense, the originally empty eyes gradually became colorful.
This look as if giving life to the other party made everyone feel a little touched for a moment, but no one knew what they were thinking. At this time, Feng Qingyang had an even more strange feeling.
This strangeness was not due to greed for beauty, nor was it the slightest bit of love between men and women, but rather a kind of affection. This faint affection made him feel extremely expectant.
It’s as if... it’s as if the other person is one’s own child. Although there is no blood relationship, the engraving of the soul also touches the soul, doesn’t it
"Dad..." Suddenly, the flower fairy spoke crisply, her tone was ethereal and full of the joy of life. In her excitement, she flashed her wings and spun rapidly around Feng Qingyang.
"Dad...?" Feng Qingyang's eyes were dull, and his soul seemed to be hit suddenly. A kind of excitement began to appear like a seed. After breaking the shell, it began to grow like a seed. Feng Qingyang was stunned. The monkey face of the Holy Prince turned purple, and many ancient emperors and curse masters opened their mouths wide and looked at Feng Qingyang and the Flower Fairy in shock.
Fortunately, the Flower Fairy has now been given consciousness by Feng Qingyang and has not caused any changes to the other party. Otherwise, Feng Qingyang would have felt a sense of resentment when he first discovered the other party.
This resentment came so suddenly, it was almost natural. This resentment was like blaming the heaven and the earth, and was deeply suppressed in the deepest part of her heart. Although she was not aware of it yet, if it was not released, it would explode sooner or later.
By then, she would be a truly powerful poison fairy that no one could defeat. At this moment, the flower fairy girl surrounded Feng Qingyang with lively and spiritual eyes. The resentment that had been suppressed in the deepest part of her heart turned into deep affection in an instant after being enlightened by Feng Qingyang.
The girl's agility and tenderness were released in an instant. Her pink neck was hooked around Feng Qingyang's neck. It seemed a little ambiguous, but Feng Qingyang had no desire at all. His eyes were clear, full of affection. In fact, he was still in extreme shock.
"You call me dad..." Feng Qingyang's handsome face turned pale. Speaking of his strength, he is a super overlord who dominates the spiritual world and there are only a handful of people who can rival him.
But when it comes to emotional intelligence or feelings, it is almost zero, otherwise such a complicated relationship that is difficult to sort out would not exist.
But the person in front of him was not the kind of complicated relationship between a man and a woman, but a purer family relationship. The more so, the more frightened he became. He was afraid that he would be too deeply involved and would not be able to extricate himself.
He was stunned and silent, not knowing that countless people around him were showing expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred. The fairy among flowers, the legendary poison fairy, was like a tiger with wings in his hand, and she had actually become Feng Qingyang's subordinate.
How could people not be jealous? Not to mention jealousy, their hatred was probably growing to the point of bursting. Their eyes were red and they were obviously about to go crazy.
Not to mention anything else, compared with those illusory immortal laws and rare treasures, this fairy in flower is the real treasure.
It is pleasing to the eyes, beautiful and not just an ordinary vase!
Jealous!
The eyes of countless people began to change, and the fear that was originally hidden in their hearts turned into murderous intent in an instant.
This undisguised murderous intent was particularly obvious, but Feng Qingyang, who was immersed in shock, seemed unaware of it. He turned a blind eye to his surroundings and acted as if it had nothing to do with him.
Only the Holy Prince looked at everyone with a ferocious gaze, secretly cursing these cowards who were greedy for life and death, and now they have become shameless villains.
Glancing at Feng Qingyang who was still immersed in shock, he sighed, thinking that his fearless brother had finally met his nemesis.
The most urgent thing I'm afraid is that I can only block it for him. Although I have the cultivation of a semi-saint, a good man cannot defeat four hands, and a strong dragon cannot withstand a number of wolves.
It’s not that the Holy Prince was afraid, but he was somewhat frightened by the crazy and ferocious appearance of the Ancient Emperor Curse. These people had obviously lost their minds and were blinded by greed.
Just when he was about to make a move, he sacrificed you and you, and a terrifying pressure suddenly spread out.
The Holy Prince was shocked and looked behind him with joy, only to see that Feng Qingyang, who was still in shock, had come back to his senses at some point.
His cold gaze swept around, and a huge pressure emanated from him.
"Shameless villain, why do you want to kill me?" He snorted coldly, and his eyes like knives swept back and forth across everyone's faces.
With the aura all over his body, he was just like a peerless demon who had descended to the world. He did not have the spirit of an immortal of righteousness, but only an aura of murderous killing that made people afraid when they saw him and tremble with fear when they heard him.
The killing force that almost condensed into substance linked the void, causing an endless sea of blood to quickly appear above his head.
Everyone was trembling under this pressure. At that moment, the greed that had penetrated deep into their bones was completely suppressed by Feng Qingyang in an instant.
Powerful! Really powerful! Just a glance from him was enough to make them collapse!