Chapter 638: Crying
didn't look at it, just took out a large handful and stuffed it into his mouth to replenish the consumed qi and blood.
The power of the medicine is consumed very quickly, after all, facing this powerful enemy every day, the speed of eating is far less than the consumption.
It took more than half a month with the huge skeleton like this, and finally the relics completely dimmed, just when the skeleton was about to attack Zhao Feng, and he was ready to be beaten, this time he couldn't dodge.
I only heard a crisp sound, the relics shattered, and two words appeared in Zhao Feng's mind at this time, which should have been made by the Giant Buddha.
"The other side~" The voice is faint, and he is full of unwillingness.
Eventually, the huge skeleton fell apart without the support of relics, turning into huge bones that could not move, scattered in the secluded sea of suffering.
But a cloud of light floated in the place where the huge skeleton had just disappeared, which was equivalent to the soul spirit of a martial artist in the early stage of the day after tomorrow, and he didn't expect to have such a gain.
A soul spirit the size of a goose egg, Zhao Feng swallowed it directly.
A pillar of incense time, Zhao Feng can be refined and absorbed.
And the power of his divine soul has also undergone earth-shaking changes, if the power of his divine soul was like a firefly before, it is now a bright moonlight.
This is a qualitative change.
Zhao Feng's divine soul power successfully broke through the day after tomorrow, if nothing else, he would definitely be able to become an acquired martial artist.
If the body is compared to a container, then Qi is the water contained in the container, and the power of the divine soul is the thing that controls the flow of water, and the exercise is how to guide the Qi.
If the strength of the divine soul can't catch up with Qi, then the whole person will go berserk, and it is a trivial matter to go mad, and the biggest possibility is to explode directly and die.
However, the power of the divine soul is the deepest power of a person, and it is almost impossible to cultivate, and it can only be continuously enhanced by the passage of time, which is enough to show the preciousness of the Huangquan soul essence.
Zhao Feng's divine soul broke through the day after tomorrow, and he didn't care very much, in comparison, the two words left to him by the giant Buddha skeleton at the end were more worthy of his attention.
"The other side?" Zhao Feng said silently in his heart, what does it mean?
The bitter sea is endless, and the bitter sea is not the real sea, if the bitter sea is just something that exists in the illusory, then this other shore is the shore of the bitter sea.
Attain self-enlightenment and get out of the sea of suffering.
To the other side.
The other side is the cycle of life and death, immortal and immortal, to find the other side.
Zhao Feng's figure stopped, and what appeared in front of him was no longer an endless sea of suffering, but a flower blooming with bewitching blood red, this kind of flower only bloomed with flowers, no leaves, and was extremely beautiful.
He was standing in the middle of this sea of flowers.
looked at the endless sea of flowers in front of him in a daze.
The flower of the other side, also known as Manshu Sahua, this flower has a cause and effect with the West, and it is based on poetry:
Sanskrit paramita, this cloud to the other side, the interpretation of the separation of life and death, the birth and destruction of the environment. Zhao Feng didn't know why, he felt sadness, looking at the blood-red flowers in his eyes, a strong sadness swept through his heart.
Uncontrollable tears slid down the corners of his eyes, blurring his vision, and Zhao Feng only felt that a blood-like flame was burning in front of him.
Why do I want to cry? Zhao Feng thought in his heart, as if there was an inexplicable thing blocking his heart, heavy and sad.
Zhao Feng leaned down and picked up a flower.
Just plucked, all the petals in the sea of flowers are flying all over the sky, like blood-red feathers, raining feathers.
Zhao Feng was shocked, to say that it is not enough to describe the magnificence, such a beautiful scene can only be truly experienced by experiencing it.
He couldn't think of how to describe it.
It was like blood-red snow falling from the sky, gently rising and falling all over the sky.
Zhao Feng didn't know whether it was sadness, joy, or both.
A large number of blood-red petals, crystal dotted, like a dream, some intoxicating, blooming all over the other side, very unreal.
This kind of petals are one by one, bewitching and charming, as if they are in another country, with magic and attracting people's hearts.
There are flowers all over the place, and there is no end in sight. The whole empty and boundless world is full of flowers growing on the other side, which is indescribably strange and mysterious! A faint fragrance ripples and makes people indulge.
The petals fall to the ground, quickly withering and withering, and then the whole plant begins to dry up, lose its color, run out of vitality, quickly turn yellow, and then shatter, as if lost for a thousand years in an instant.
"Bang!"
In the last moment, the dried flowers on the other side of the ground broke inch by inch, turned into powder, like fireworks, briefly gorgeous, beautiful to the extreme, and then withered and turned into ashes.
As if nothing had happened, the other side was quiet again.
It took a long time for Zhao Feng to remember the flower in his hand, but it was still charming at this time.
Letting go of his hand, a gust of wind blew, and the flowers on the other side flew to an unknown place on the wind.
In the end, falling in a river, a strange thing happened, the river was quickly dyed red by the bright red flowers on the other side, and turned into a bright red river, and the flowers on the other side have faded to the bewitching blood red, turning into sacred and pure white flowers, floating on the bright red river, like a boat drifting to nowhere!
Zhao Feng seemed to see it, as if this scene was right in front of him, and all this could not be explained by common sense.
I don't know when, a figure appeared beside Zhao Feng, but this figure was illusory, like a figure formed by white smoke, and he couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see that this person was in a long figure, with a robe on his body, and his hands behind his back.
Zhao Feng finally found out.
The next moment, an unfamiliar word sounded directly in Zhao Feng's soul, "You are here." The voice was gentle, like an elder speaking to a junior.
Since Zhao Feng had decided not to speak, he really couldn't speak.
This person's words, carefully studied, intriguing, as if he had expected Zhao Feng to come, as if he had known Zhao Feng for a long time.
But Zhao Feng didn't think about it so much, he was just curious, who was this person?
As soon as this idea was generated, this person's voice sounded in Zhao Feng's soul again, "The name doesn't mean much, but many people call me the Lord of Reincarnation." ”
Zhao Feng was surprised, he didn't expect this person to be able to know what he was thinking.
"You're a special person, too." Shadow said.
Zhao Feng didn't know what he was referring to, referring to him as the second young master of the City Lord's Mansion, or referring to him as a stupid young master?
No matter what, Zhao Feng didn't hate this person.
The Lord of Reincarnation? Zhao Feng hadn't heard of it.
"The name itself doesn't mean much, it's just a name for the world."
"So what are you doing here?"
"I'm not here, it's just an image of me, and I don't know where I am."
"Then tell me how I can go back?" Zhao Feng felt that this person had hope of sending him back, so he asked.
"You don't have to rush. Shall I tell me about my business first? Shadow said unhurriedly.
"Okay!"
"Let's talk about this Yellow Springs Land first, this place was originally created by me, and I wanted to establish a real Six Realms of Reincarnation, but then it failed, and Yellow Springs also fell here, and then my body also disappeared."