Volume 2 Xuanwu Chapter 74 If there is an afterlife
"On my sister's first birthday, Mu Chenfeng came to my master's house, and I didn't rush back because of something, so I escaped, and on that day, Mu Chenfeng brought good wine and food, saying that it was to celebrate my sister's first birthday, but he put colorless and tasteless poison in the wine and food with a human face and a beast's heart.
My wife and her two sons died on the spot, the little sister escaped because she was young, and although my master was deeply poisoned, he forcibly suppressed the poison in his body with his cultivation, and fought with Mu Chenfeng, but because of the relationship between the deep poison, my master was invincible, so he had to choose to escape.
And when I fled, my master used the psychic jade to tell me all the things, when I desperately rushed back to save my little sister, Mu Chenfeng's men had been waiting for me for a long time, but I escaped, and later I learned that they killed more than 300 servants of my master's family, and no one knew about this matter except me.
And because my master was highly poisoned, he was chased and killed by Mu Chenfeng for seven days and seven nights, and finally fell in Wufeng Ridge, but Mu Chenfeng did not get the Eight Desolation Linglong Pagoda that he wanted the most, my master told him that the Eight Desolation Linglong Pagoda was banned by him, and without his essence and blood, even if he found the Eight Desolation Linglong Pagoda, it was impossible to recognize the Lord successfully.
In fact, the master said this, Mu Chenfeng also knew on the surface that my master might want to protect my junior sister, but Mu Chenfeng didn't know if it was true or not, what if it was true?
But my junior sister never knew that she recognized the thief as her father, so she lived by the side of the enemy who killed her father for eighteen years, and I pretended to be a passerby to look at her from a distance all these years, but I didn't dare to get close, because Mu Chenfeng didn't give up looking for me for so many teenagers, and I couldn't do it within ten meters of my junior sister.
And eighteen years, if I were her, suddenly one day a person who didn't know at all appeared, and suddenly said this to me, I don't believe it myself, let alone her?"
"Then where is the Eight Desolate Exquisite Pagoda you said? Did you get the Mu Chenfeng you said about it?" Xia Feng asked, but when he was talking about Mu Chenfeng, Xia Feng always felt a little weird, but he couldn't say what was strange there.
Feng Ziyu smiled and said with some pride: "Eighteen years, Mu Chenfeng estimated that he had been thinking about the Eight Desolations every day, but unfortunately, he could only think about it. ”
"Oh, is it possible that the Eight Desolation Exquisite Pagoda is in your hands?"
"Heh, if it were in my hands, would I still lie here? I would have gone to Mu Chenfeng for revenge a long time ago, but speaking of the Eight Desolation Exquisite Pagoda, I am afraid that Mu Chenfeng would not have thought of it until he died, in fact, the Eight Desolation Exquisite Pagoda has always been by his side, and it is on the body of the little girl he adopted. ”
Xia Feng understood that the Eight Desolations Exquisite Pagoda had always been on his little sister's body, but why didn't Mu Chenfeng know it? Logically speaking, Except for Mo Yan in this world, Mu Chenfeng should be the most familiar person with the Eight Desolations Exquisite Pagoda, and it is impossible not to feel its existence.
Feng Ziyu seemed to understand Xia Feng's doubts and incomprehension, and chuckled: "The Eight Desolations Linglong Pagoda actually has no blood ban, it's just sealed, if you want to wake up the Eight Desolation Linglong Pagoda, you need the correct Eight Desolations and Linglong Technique." ”
"Could it be that Mu Chenfeng's cultivation of the Eight Desolations and Linglong Recipes is pirated?" Xia Feng exclaimed, it is not the original version of the Spirit Determination that can be cultivated?
"Yes, the Eight Desolations and Linglong Jue are cultivated to the later realms, and the Eight Desolations Linglong Pagoda is needed to be cultivated as a medium between the two, otherwise they will go mad, and the master has modified the cultivation method, my master didn't know about this matter when he didn't get the Eight Desolations Linglong Pagoda, and his own cultivation spirit was modified. Feng Ziyu explained.
"So, in fact, this is the reason why Mu Chenfeng's cultivation is slow?" Xia Feng asked.
"No, the master is talented, it's just bad luck, there is actually no problem with the spiritual decision he modified, I was also a modified spiritual decision for cultivation before, I know very well that Mu Chenfeng's slow cultivation is caused by the lack of mood, and it has nothing to do with the spiritual decision. "Feng Ziyu's so-called lack is that his jealousy is too strong and his mood is not strong enough, so he is enchanted.
"In the original version of the Eight Desolations Exquisite Decision, it is possible to summon the Eight Desolation Exquisite Pagoda, you only need to cultivate the Eight Desolation Determination and Linglong Jue to a certain realm, you can sense the Eight Desolation Exquisite Pagoda, and wake it up, because when my junior sister was born, the Eight Desolation Exquisite Pagoda lost its owner, and now it is considered an ownerless thing, but no one has discovered its existence, even if my junior sister is eighteen years old, but I still don't know that she has such a treasure on her. Feng Ziyu laughed, feeling that all this was very sarcastic.
Xia Feng slowly walked to the corner, and then he saw Feng Ziyu's appearance, at this moment he was covered in blood, and his face was also full of stains, and his waist should be the most seriously injured, the huge pillar smashed on it, and the blood stained the ground red, Xia Feng felt a little unbearable in his heart.
Unexpectedly, in order to be able to tell himself this secret alive, he poured all his spiritual power into his heart and brain to maintain enough vitality, thus giving up the lower part of his body, Xia Feng's eyes couldn't help but have some tears, if he didn't have spiritual power, how much pain would he have?
Xia Feng squatted down and channeled a small amount of spiritual energy into Feng Ziyu's body, although it couldn't save him, but at least it could relieve his pain.
Feng Ziyu smiled, shook his head slightly, and said: "I am really going to die this time, don't waste your spiritual power, you have to find a way to get out in a while, how can you get out without spiritual power." ”
"No... It's okay, I'm recovering quickly..."Xia Feng couldn't help but sobbed a little, it's all at this time, don't think about others anymore.
"The Eight Desolations are in my Qiankun bag, if you help me, you can cultivate by yourself, if you think it's too difficult, help me find a suitable disciple to teach him, and the other things in the Qiankun bag will be given to you as a thank you gift. Feng Ziyu stretched out his hand, grabbed Xia Feng's arm tremblingly, and said excitedly: "My junior sister and the enemy are all in the Star Imperial City of the Zhongtian Continent, you must help me rescue my junior sister." Speaking of this, Feng Ziyu had already begun to cry, tears began to overflow continuously, and said in a crying voice: "Otherwise, I am afraid that after death, my master will scold me, I don't want to be scolded by him...."Feng Ziyu's face became less painful because of Xia Feng's spiritual power, but his last wish was told to Xia Feng, and his consciousness of survival gradually weakened.
"I'll help you, I swear: I will personally help you rescue your junior sister, even if I can't do it, I will hand over this important task to the right person, if you violate this oath, there will be no recovery, and there will be no reincarnation in the demon!" After Xia Feng finished speaking, Feng Ziyu heard this, his face smiled, his eyes gradually lost focus, and he muttered something in his mouth, Xia Feng hurriedly listened.
"May.... Flower.... Remember.... Plums.... Mei ..... "Feng Ziyu's voice gradually became smaller and completely lost its vitality.
Xia Feng bowed to Feng Ziyu: "Senior, go all the way." Although the other party is also a spiritual cultivator in the middle stage of Yunling, Xia Feng still called out to his predecessor from the bottom of his heart.
And although Feng Ziyu lost his vitality, his last spiritual sense entered his memory, just a breath of time, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind:
He remembered very well that it was snowing heavily that year, and there was no one walking on the streets, and he was just a little beggar, and he knew that he would die in the cold of the night like the little beggar of yesterday, and he resigned himself to his fate, and he curled up beside the kennel in the alley, waiting for the night and death to come.
The wind and snow that day were very heavy and great .... The man came over, looking at his curled body, the man smiled, did not speak, and took away the weakness of his whole body, he was dressed in white and won the snow, but he did not dislike the dust on his body, that day, Feng Ziyu felt the kind of warmth that he had never felt, he wanted to go back to that time, and feel the warm embrace once.
"It is also a kind of fate to meet you in the wind and snow, although you are not a piece of jade, but I hope you will be a person who is whiter than jade, and you will be called Fengziyu in the future." ”
"Master, I'm sorry, if there is an afterlife..... I'll be your disciple again..."Feng Ziyu's last spiritual sense also disappeared......
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