Teng Feng stared at this thing with his eyes, gritted his teeth, bit the tip of his tongue, and spit out a mouthful of essence blood directly on the Vermilion Bird Seal floating in the void.

As soon as the essence and blood touched, suddenly the golden mangs bloomed. In this small stone room, at this time, the golden rays were permeated, extremely dazzling, and even Tengfeng, he felt the dazzling golden rays.

Suddenly, there was an explosion in his sea of consciousness, and then the whole body made that deafening clicking sound. Immediately, Tengfeng's consciousness began to blur, and the lines of runes flashed in Tengfeng's sea of consciousness.

Although the speed is extremely fast, these are still a little bit of eyesight for monks!

Two hours have passed in the blink of an eye! During this period, Tengfeng has completely refined the Vermilion Bird Seal into his own natal magic weapon.

In these two short hours, Tengfeng can be said to be like being cut by a thousand knives, and the Vermilion Bird Seal is fused with itself little by little, just like a steel needle pricked again.

However, Teng Feng still persevered with his unparalleled willpower, and did not let out any screams. Closing his eyes, his whole body was drenched with sweat, Tengfeng, who was sitting on the futon, suddenly opened his eyes at this time.

His face was pale, as if he had just been seriously ill! Beads of sweat fell from his face. And the Vermilion Bird Seal floating in front of it has long since merged with Tengfeng!

"We cultivators can only have one natal magic weapon in one body, and the other magic weapons can only be cultivated with blood and become our own auxiliary magic weapons. Now that the Vermilion Bird Seal has become one with me, it has been refined by me and has become my natal magic weapon, and now what Lao Tzu lacks is a set of major exercises. The mantra on the Vermilion Bird Seal records that inside the Suzaku Seal is a space, and one day outside is equivalent to ten days inside, which can enter that space once every seven days, and usually can only be entered by the Yuan Shen at any time、、、、、、。 ”

Teng Feng muttered for a while, then closed his eyes again, closed his eyes and sat on the futon with his eyes closed! At the same time, at this time, at an altar, two transparent figures on the altar were sitting opposite.

One has a fluttering beard, while the other is handsome and handsome. The altar is paved with gray stone slabs, and the entire altar space is about 1,000 zhang, and the altar itself is 100 zhang wide. The quaint atmosphere makes people feel like this place is like an ancient era of desolation.

"Xiaocan, there is finally a little bird, these thousands of years, I have died alone, and I have two old immortals. The old man with a fluttering beard stroked his long beard and smiled heartily.

"Yes, it's been more than 6,000 years, and now I don't know the specific situation of my Vermilion Bird lineage, I'm really anxious to die. ”

At this moment, at the very edge of the altar, a figure appeared. Although this figure is still transparent, the handsome and free face is still clearly visible.

This figure is none other than the Saint Emperor of the Vermilion Bird lineage today, Teng Feng is also! As soon as Teng Feng dedicated himself, two eyes like blades stared at him.

Suddenly, Tengfeng paused, and then his body began to tremble constantly. These two unknown masters, Teng Feng's spiritual pressure on him has never been seen before.

He compared the spiritual pressure of the two with his fifth uncle, and the spiritual pressure of these two people was several levels stronger. Of course, Teng Feng also knew that the cultivation of these two people was much higher than that of his fifth uncle.

At this time, Tengfeng's face was flushed, and he felt that he was completely seen through. It's as if someone has stripped off their clothes, and they are being watched by beautiful women coming and going, "This! Are these two the legendary primordial old monsters?" In my Wuji Continent, now this primordial old monster has become a legend. It is recorded in the ancient books that I heard that more than 3,000 years ago, there was an old monster in the Yuan Infant Stage in my Wuji Continent, and until now, in the whole 3,000 years, there has never been an old monster ......... the Yuan Infant Stage. Tengfeng thought to himself!

"Junior, Tengfeng, see the two seniors!" Tengfeng, who was far away, bowed down and bowed with palpitations. The old man's shadow flashed, stroked his satisfied beard and laughed, "You little bird, we are all of the same kind, come over quickly! The old man hasn't seen a new friend for thousands of years!"

"Little bird?" Teng Feng was a little different from the bird that this person said. Suddenly, Tengfeng was stunned, and there was a buzz in the sea. Immediately afterwards, his face changed greatly, and he was excited in his heart, and he was more than a foot out in one step.

"Could it be that these two people are the ancestors of my Vermilion Bird lineage?" Tengfeng, who was walking, secretly pondered in his heart.

At a distance of three or four hundred zhang, it didn't take long for Teng Feng to come to the bottom of the altar that was more than 100 zhang! At the same time, the young figure also stood up slowly, and both of them looked at Teng Feng with kind and friendly eyes, just like elders looking at their own children and grandchildren!

"Boy Tengfeng, meet the two seniors!" Tengfeng's heart pounded, and he bowed and bowed again.

"Kid doesn't have to be polite, the old man Zhu Can is also!" The figure who claimed to be Zhu Can also said with a thump in his heart!

As soon as the word Zhu Can came out, Tengfeng's entire body trembled violently!

"You, .......... you, you are the fifty-sixth generation Vermilion Bird Ancestor?" Teng Feng trembled and said word by word, and even his mouth began to tremble.

"Hahahaha! The old man of the Vermilion Bird does not dare to be the old man, there is still a generation of Vermilion Bird here, how dare I, Zhu Can, call myself the Ancestor? As for the fifty-sixth generation of Vermilion Bird, this can be regarded as a fake!"

As soon as he heard this, Tengfeng was even more surprised. Because this Zhu Can is just the last Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor, and this first generation of Vermilion Bird, how many years ago was this!

"This, how is this possible, a generation of Vermilion Birds, recorded in the ancestral hometown, it was all a million years ago! You, how can you still exist?"

Tengfeng trembled, the shock in his heart, the boom in his mind, and now he has cultivated the calmness and calmness since he was a child, and the meow has completely disappeared at this time.

"Hahahaha! Xiao Can! This kid is really a descendant of my Suzaku lineage, and his ancestral home seems to be often read. Little bird, the old man is indeed a generation of Vermilion Bird, but the old man's name, the old man has forgotten!"

"Yes, you little bird, why don't you hurry up and meet the generation of Vermilion Bird Ancestor?"

Of course, Zhu Can was in front of a generation of Vermilion Birds, so he still didn't dare to exaggerate, and only called to pay homage to a generation of Vermilion Birds. Now the shock of Tengfeng is completely indescribable. However, the other party called him a bird, which was very unaccustomed to calling him, but now he has no intention of refuting the two of them, whether it is his cultivation or seniority. So he raised his eyelids, the corners of his mouth showed a smile but not a smile, and he bowed and hugged his fists;