Haven't you ever eaten pork, haven't you ever seen a pig run? Feng Yaotian asked himself that even if he didn't know the words of the world, he should have seen it somewhat. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info There is not much useful content left by a cane Tianya, all on these nine Kunbei, but the words on it, Feng Yaotian's mind is blank, and he can't understand any of them.

Is it an ancient script that is unique to this world? No, if so, a rod should know something. According to a cane Tianya said, this is a time he went out to travel in distress, accidentally fell into a deep pool, the catastrophe also picked up from the bottom of the pool an unknown animal skin contained, the shape of the word is strange, not like any kind of writing in the world, he visited the masters, many research, has never understood its meaning.

After looking at it for a while, he still didn't have a clue, and Feng Yaotian had to restrain his thoughts and leave it for later.

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In the following days, Feng Yaotian continued to practice as always, and when he was free, he went to read the books left by the masters, which could be regarded as adding a little fun to the daily dull life in this dark underground.

Three months later, Feng Yaotian had already read the words left on Kunbei and memorized them all in his mind.

"There are many talents, what an exciting world!"

In this life, Feng Yaotian was at a loss except for the indelible memories of his family, but now, by reading the content left by different people on Kunbei, a strange world of strong people gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

"Hehe, I'm really looking forward to it!"

Suddenly, an extremely light, almost inaudible sound was transmitted to Feng Yaotian's ears. Feng Yaotian, who was in deep thought, raised his head suddenly, looked at the darkness, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

Feng Yaotian's expression was as usual, but he was very shocked in his heart, someone had been lurking beside him for a year, and he didn't even notice it. How high is this person's cultivation?

In the gloomy underground, the fiery serpent danced wildly, the thunder roared, and there was no response for a long time in the darkness.

Feng Yaotian's eyes slowly narrowed, and a bit of black spread from the middle, instantly like a bottomless abyss, as black as ink. Stepping into the realm of Taiyi, Feng Yaotian can sink his spiritual consciousness into the Elephant Emperor, observe the things in the square circle from the perspective of the Elephant Emperor, and directly see the root essence of things.

The elephant emperor is empty and clear, and any "being" in the world has nothing to hide before it.

A speck of dust that is difficult to see with the naked eye, like a little stardust in the vast void, floating in the air three or four feet in front of Feng Yaotian. Its size was only one-thousandth of its size, and even under the perspective of the Elephant Emperor, Feng Yaotian was quite reluctant to catch its traces.

In Feng Yaotian's perception, the small dust actually contained tens of millions of soul fragments inside, and these tens of millions of soul fragments were formed after a complete soul was broken.

"It turned out to be an alien powerhouse whose body is fine dust!"

Its body is close to nothing, and it is compatible with the environment here, so it has escaped the fate of annihilation. Because of this, even if its soul has been shattered to a pulp, it can still dissipate without leaving its body, and even each soul fragment still has some mixed but pure memories attached to it.

According to Feng Yaotian's speculation, these memories were the pure memories that had fallen into the destruction of the body of the master of Shen Longyuan, the soul was scattered, and the remaining part of the pure memories that had not had time to disappear were inadvertently absorbed by the countless soul fragments that had become very pure due to the devouring power that had been washed away by it for thousands of years.

It seems to be a false alarm! A living dead with a broken soul is probably not as dangerous as a dead person. As for the breath, it was just an occasional unconscious sigh of the soul.

It is said that it is a living dead because although it is dead, its body is special, and it is rare to retain a little essence, and the soul fragments can be attached to the remnants of the body and not disperse.

This speck of dust, in the eyes of others, may be completely dead, but from the perspective of Feng Yaotian, it is not inevitable, it should still have hope of resurrection.

The spiritual sense withdrew from the Elephant Emperor, Feng Yaotian's eyes returned to clarity, his chin was pinched with his hand, and he thought about it in his heart, and he moved the idea of accepting it as a servant. He then closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground, looking for a way to resurrect it.

Time passed quietly unconsciously, and after a day and night, Feng Yaotian finally opened his eyes and slowly stood up, his right index finger falling on the void and swiping non-stop.

With the movement of Feng Yaotian's fingers, each piece was as black as ink, but it emitted a faint and clear light, like a strange imperial text crawling on a tadpole, appearing in the void from right to left, forming a continuous arcane incantation.

Then, several drops of blood flew out of Feng Yaotian's body and splattered on the incantation. The inky black incantation was like a layer of boiling and rich blood in an instant, and each emperor burned with scarlet flames, facing the lightning overhead, and the face of the reflected wind and the sky was dark purple for a while, and instantly turned blood red, which was extremely hideous. For a while, the underground of Shen Longyuan was like a blood river hell, and the ghosts were terrifying.

Feng Yaotian flicked his hands continuously, and one by one the emperors composed of blood flames were smashed into the body of the dust hidden in the void, and the dark red flames burned fiercely. Immediately, a platinum point of light appeared in the blood flame, and immediately after, more and more platinum points of light emerged, like a sky canopy star floating in the blood-colored void.

Feng Yaotian's fingers didn't stop, more Emperor Wen was beaten into the dust, the blood-colored flames burned more and more, and countless platinum points of light didn't seem to be able to withstand the heat of the flames, they swirled and stirred rapidly, collided with each other, and then merged and expanded. After a while, it coalesced into a fist-sized ball, emitting a strong platinum light, faintly overshadowing the blood flames.

"What a powerful soul!"

Feng Yaotian was amazed, even he didn't expect that this grain of dust from the primeval world would be so powerful that he had only seen it in his life. Not only its body, but even its shattered soul has also transformed and evolved to an incredible realm after being tempered by the corrosive power of the Shen Long Yuan for countless years.

The glow of the mote soul softened, meaning that it had merged with the pure memories attached to the soul to become its own knowledge. Fusing the memories of countless powerhouses, after its resurrection, it will probably be one of the most knowledgeable people in the world.

Feng Yaotian thought about it, and searched out two tricks from his memory that were just suitable for it, one was "Three Thousand Dust Realm", and the other was "Dust Point Too Clear", which also entered its soul together.

At this time, a stream of dust surged in the burning blood flames, like a turbid spring gushing, surging higher and higher, slowly condensing into a human body. In the blink of an eye, Feng Yaotian had already pushed out with a palm, and the powerful soul was forcibly beaten into the body.

Imperial Decree - Bestow Life!

To give life, as the name suggests, is to give gifts to all things in heaven and earth with bodies and life.

To be honest, with Feng Yaotian's current cultivation, he didn't have the ability to cast such a profound spell that captured the heavens and the earth. He just relied on the powerful power of the Elephant Emperor to forcibly gather its broken soul and give it ontological activity, use his own painstaking efforts as a guide to rekindle its fire of life, and then fuse its soul with its body. There are still 108,000 miles away from changing one's life against the sky and giving one's life. If it weren't for its own conditions, Feng Yaotian couldn't do anything.

Given by the Great Witch, from now on, it is the emperor's most loyal servant, and he lives only for the emperor all his life.