One person supported the entire Sacred Domain, and in these thousands of days, other cultivators all fell in that catastrophe back then. Fei Ling had to gradually restore the Sanctuary to its previous state before they could be reborn.

Therefore, it can be said that at the beginning after Muyang and Zhang Erdan fell asleep, no one could help Feiling, so he could only repair the broken places on the Holy Land alone. The revival of the aura, as well as the restoration of the enchantment.

This is an extremely huge project, and it would not have been possible to complete it if it had been someone else. But Feiling did it slowly, although the period was extremely hard, he always believed that Muyang had not fallen, but was just escaping.

With such a belief, Feiling persevered step by step. The destroyed buildings on the Sanctuary, as well as the pillars of the enchantments of all parties, were originally all spiritual and psychic, but now, Feiling can only inject it with his own strength.

Every time you do it, it's a huge drain. If you don't pay attention, you will be counterattacked. But Fei Ling knew that this had always been his father's wish, the wish of the Holy Maiden, and his responsibility as a son of man.

I don't know how many days have passed, and I don't know how many years have passed. At first, he could still be high-spirited, but as time passed, the rebirth cultivators failed again and again, which also filled Feiling's heart with infinite frustration.

It's not something that can be erased casually, with no one to support, no one to comfort, and not even one to talk to. In such a vast plane, how many years have you been alone, what is this!

Therefore, although Fei Ling is a supreme cultivator and his strength has been improving, his hair and appearance look like they are aging rapidly. It's not a physical problem, it's the support of the heart that is gradually weakening.

Sitting in front of the ice coffin of his father and Uncle Dan, Feiling didn't know how many times he had seen it. Every time he was full of hope, and then he bowed his head in frustration and shook his head helplessly: "You continue to sleep like this, I really can't hold on." ”

"You know what? For all these years, I didn't believe that the saint was such a heartless person. It's so strange that it's impossible to change your mind so abruptly. I have always seen her relationship with her father. ”

At the beginning, they were all in anger, so everything was very impulsive. Including why Lin Lin resolutely followed the Holy Venerable out of this holy realm, why didn't he have the slightest nostalgia for Muyang? It was too strange and too suspicious.

"You know what? I calmed down and thought about it for a long time, there must be something wrong with this. The saint must have her own purpose. It's just that at that time, she may have suffered and couldn't say it, so I chose to believe it. ”

As he spoke, Feiling sighed again: "Alas...... But after all these years, I've been looking for the vortex of spatial stacking, but I have never had a clue, and I don't know where it is hidden. ”

Since the Saint Venerable was able to open up the plane of spatial stacking, according to his meaning, a whole new world appeared. In that world, whether it is aura, cultivation, or strength in all aspects, it is extraordinary.

Then, Fei Ling firmly believed that he would be able to find the entrance to that spatial stack. There are no impermeable walls in this world, and as long as they exist, there will always be traces. Just because you haven't found it now doesn't mean you won't find it in the future.

It's just that what Feiling has to face now is that there aren't many cultivators on top of the huge holy domain. Because there are few people in the land, the competition is gradually unfolding. Where there is fertility, there will inevitably be contention.

And Muyang and the two of them have no signs of waking up, they are the pillars of Feiling, if they continue, Feiling is really about to collapse: "If you really want to continue to escape, it is better to disappear directly." ”

Standing up suddenly, Feiling lay on top of Muyang's ice coffin: "Father, it's never your style to escape. Do you really believe that the Holy Maiden will abandon you? There is no trust between you? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Well, if you're going to continue to sleep, think your heart is dead. Fei Ling stepped back step by step, with a resolute look on his face: "Don't blame me, I'll break the ice coffin now and let your body be wiped out." ”

This is a broken boat, whether Muyang can be forced to face the reality and rekindle hope to find it, it depends on this blow. The hands were sealed, and an invisible impact hit. Boom, bang, bang, click, ice coffin burst.

Suddenly, countless rays of light shot out from Mu Yang's body, and the light curtain shrouded his body. Above, Feiling's eyes changed, and he saw a familiar phantom, which was the power of Muyang's spirit, and he was about to move.

"My father's spirit is still there, and there are signs of awakening. As long as the spirit is fully restored and reunited with the body, then the father will be able to fully awaken. Great, or this trick is more effective!"

The light gradually faded, and the spirit slowly sat in the air. Fei Ling stared tightly, almost breathing slowly, for fear of missing half a point. But after a long time, the spirit did not move at all.

"What do you mean? Why don't you move? It's not natural, aren't you the spirit of your father? Shouldn't you have some connection with him? If you merge with it, you will be able to awaken it completely. ”

In the next second, the spirit above slowly opened his eyes and approached Feiling in a phantom posture. Shaking his head helplessly: "It's not that this seat is unwilling to merge with his body, it's just that the life breath in his body can't be connected." ”

What? Muyang really doesn't have a heartbeat? Only by losing his heartbeat will all kinds of functions in his body disappear quickly. At that time, the breath of the body will not be able to connect with the spirit, and not only will it not be able to awaken, but even the spirit will gradually disappear.

"Is there no other way? I know, I am his son, and I will sacrifice you with blood and force my return. Without giving the gods a chance to speak, Feiling dodged, moved his fingers, and blood shot at the gods.

Streams of blood shot out, and they barely merged with the spirit. The rune appeared, and above the god's head, a mysterious, slowly rotating magic circle appeared, completely enveloping it.

Soon, the phantom of the spirit began to be pulled. Breathe in little by little. He showed a painful look. But Feiling was too eager, so he couldn't manage so much, and continued to forcibly fuse with Muyang.

A bright red light flickered, Muyang's body trembled heavily, and finally calmed down. After a long time, Feiling looked at him nervously: "Father, are you awake?"

Turning his head slowly, Mu Yang didn't have any aura in his eyes, he just stared at Feiling suspiciously, and said, "Brother, what kind of place is this? Who are you? Why am I here?"

A series of questions made Feiling stunned on the spot. Why is this happening? It is obviously a tall and majestic body, but the voice it makes is so immature. And he didn't know anything at all, had he forgotten it all?

(End of chapter)