Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 1635 Zu Feng preaches blood stained
The huge phoenix tree was right in front of him, and Feng Han cried out, rushing into the world inside the tree to accept the inheritance test of Phoenix's lineage, whether life or death depends on good luck.

The old phoenix outside was stroking the old texture of the giant tree, and his shoulders drooped. The old phoenix was really old.

The old phoenix is ​​actually the spirit left by the phoenix of the Phoenix family. The age of the phoenix is ​​as old as this sycamore tree, because they were born together. Every nirvana of the phoenix is ​​also a new life for it. However, this time, After all, it's almost God's will
Feng Han thought that the trial of inheritance in the tree was thousands of times more severe than the trial he encountered when he became the prince of the Phoenix clan. In fact, when he opened his eyes, he was pleasantly surprised to see Zu Feng.

Zu Feng's huge body was lying in the gray space, and the dazzling brilliance filled Feng Han's eyes. Feng Han was so excited that he fell to the ground devoutly, worshiping the ancient beliefs of the Phoenix clan.

When he bowed his head, Zu Feng opened his eyes, "I know your purpose, eat me."

"What." Feng Han looked up in horror, but met His loving and insightful eyes.

Feng Han's voice subconsciously lowered, "Are you joking? I get it. Is this a test?"

Zu Fengyu said earnestly, "Every phoenix knows that the reason why we have the opportunity of nirvana and rebirth is because we absorb the pain and hatred in the world, use the method of self-immolation to eliminate the burden of heaven and earth, and receive the grace of heaven and earth regeneration."

"I know!" Feng Han said eagerly, "You have been nirvana many times and lasted for millions of years, you are our role model!"

"Then do you know why the Phoenix clan, which was once powerful for a while, has withered to this point, and can't come up with a few quasi-sages?"

Feng Han hesitated, "War."

"This is just one reason." Zufeng's strong emotions of unwillingness, remorse, struggle, and anger have calmed down after repeated Nirvana failures. The energy of the world is not smooth, the souls are weak, my family has borne these pains in the attitude of saving the world under the expectation of the public, and called the curtain call for this battle of killing gods, but no one cares. After that, every phoenix that failed to nirvana."

Feng Han was stunned and murmured, "Why?"

"Our self-immolation cannot burn away the pain of God."

He couldn't figure out the deep meaning contained in this sentence, it seemed that if he explored it a little, he would have the fear of destroying his soul.

"Old Ancestor" Feng Han suppressed his fear and asked, "Do you regret it?"

Killing the gods is the only time when all beings from the astral world and the holy spirit of chaos achieved a great victory that cannot be replicated. It is the ultimate pursuit of freedom. That era has passed, but the unyielding will has been handed down. , Only then can there be a thousand Taos!

Facing Feng Han's hopeful eyes, Zu Feng once again asked himself, do you regret it?
Digging into its core, gods can affect all worlds, just because they are creators, others can kill this illusory creator heartlessly, but Phoenix has experienced God's preference for all living beings from the pain of gods.

So much so that he thought that even if he burned away the pain of God, he would not be able to be recreated by heaven.

Yes, he deeply regretted and felt guilty, but again, he still made the same choice.

He wandered and struggled for a long time, bumping into a dead end again and again. He didn't understand whether it was right or wrong to kill God. It was also during this long time that He understood that there is no right or wrong, but it is the nature of invincibility.

He led the Phoenix clan, surrendered to the third demon lord Bai Ze, and listened to the first demon lord Taihuang God, but he wanted to resist the god sitting far away in the clouds, called freedom.

It sounds ironic, but it is also his deep fear of the unknown and unknown power, and the best way to get rid of the fear is to let it disappear forever.

His biggest failure was to pass on his entanglement to Emperor Huang, so that Emperor Huang could not firmly stand in the anti-Shinto camp, nor could he submit to the will of heaven.

Zu Feng finally replied, "I don't regret it. God's pain can affect [-] primitive star worlds, which just proves that we have been living under God's control."

Feng Han was even more terrified. Jiutian Liuhe has a long-lasting argument that emperors are the harm of living beings, and that they control the world with their own desires are ten thousand times more terrifying than gods.

"I"

Feng Han wanted to say that he had surrendered to the Celestial Dynasty, which in Zu Feng's eyes might be treasonous, but Zu Feng interrupted him, "Today is different from the past. Although the current emperor can call the wind and rain, he is restrained by the Dao of Heaven and has not lost his way. Before, it represents a bit of God's will."

Zu Feng didn't want the Phoenix Clan to have another volatile Emperor, so he gave Feng Han a death order, "In the end, our clan must obey the sky, it's good for you and the whole clan, since you have surrendered You must keep in mind that if the sky does not perish, you will not be able to change your mind even if it is criticized by thousands of people!"

"Ancestor"

"Remember?!"

Feng Han bowed his head three times, "Remember the decree of our ancestors."

Zu Feng said again, "If you are quasi-sage, if you find the pain of God and avoid it, you will not be able to get rid of it."

Feng Han hesitated, bowed down again.

"Okay, eat me. I'm at the end of the road. With my flesh and blood, becoming your path is the only thing I can do for the Phoenix Clan."

"The ancestor wants to give me his flesh and blood?" Feng Han cried out in grief, "Why are you forcing me, I can't do it!"

"The blood and blood of the monster clan are inseparable from power. If I die and my power is gone, how will you inherit it!"

Feng Han retorted sharply, looking impatient, "Did His Majesty rely on the flesh and blood of his predecessors to become a saint? Why would I do such a thing!"

"You guys are different. Once I die, there will be no quasi-sages in the Phoenix Clan. You can only become quasi-sages as quickly as possible by eating me and merging with my power."

Feng Han was taken aback for a moment, crying and laughing, feeling blocked in his heart, why did this happen!

He pretended to be relaxed, and declined in a joking tone, "Can't wait for you to die?"

"The effect is greatly reduced, and the quasi-sage is slim."

Feng Han got up and took a step back, thinking that he was crazy, "Old Ancestor, you are really confused, I am under the protection of Taiyi now, and I have enough time to practice!"

"Let me teach you the last truth, even if you have a backer behind you, you can't be careless." A blood spot appeared in Zu Feng's eyes, and the blood spot magnified in Feng Han's eyes, drowning his reason and driving him crazy .
The ever-growing brilliance will eventually dim, and the space inside the tree seems to be covered with several layers of gray.

Lao Feng raised his head and watched the sycamore leaves falling like withered butterflies. He sighed lightly, showing a relieved smile, and also fell to the ground like a withered butterfly.

Not sure, not sure, Lao Feng realized how lucky it is to be uncertain when he reached the tip of his life.

Every uncertainty is infinite possibility.

Even if, He, They, once crazily curbed that bad possibility.

The heart of a living being has always been unpredictable. In a single thought, there are good and evil sides.

(End of this chapter)