Fengyunlu

Jinwu slowly raised his head and scanned the surroundings with a sharp gaze. His eyes wandered in every corner of the True Yang Diagram, as if he was looking for something, or confirming an important detail. Fengchen was watching quietly on the side, while Feng Wanlin remained silent. Neither the father nor the son disturbed Jinwu, but just silently watched his every subtle movement, thinking in their hearts.

After a while, Jinwu seemed to have confirmed everything. His eyes refocused and he said solemnly: "Next, I will lay nine marks. Together with myself, it will be the Ten Suns of Jinwu. This is the method of the sea and sky. Once this method is used, it will burn all the power in the True Yang Diagram and ensure that the power of his magic weapon can be completely integrated into the sea of ​​consciousness."

"In the meantime, you and your son must follow the previous plan and use the power of Yun Huang's bloodline to imprint the child's blood mark on the Dao of the True Yang Diagram. When I have finished setting up the formation, you will work with me to repair the formation. When the bright moon rises, I will ignite the true fire of the sun to help the child repair his sea of ​​consciousness. However..." Jin Wu seemed to hesitate when he said this, and his eyes wandered between Feng Wanlin and Feng Chen, as if there were some words that he was difficult to say.

Seeing this, Feng Wanlin immediately understood Jin Wu's hesitation and said, "Senior, please speak directly if you have anything to say."

Feng Chen also followed suit: "Yes, senior, if there are any difficulties, my father and I will do our best."

After hearing this, Jin Wu shook his head and said that there was no difficulty. It was just that in the repair process, in order to achieve better results, you two father and son needed to cooperate with each other, and this kind of cooperation would inevitably have some cost.

"What's a small price to pay? Just go ahead and do it, senior. Leave the rest to me, Feng." Feng Wanlin responded calmly, with determination and calmness in his eyes.

"Okay, in that case, I will make preparations right away, and you two father and son should also start to act." Seeing that Feng Wanlin already understood, Jinwu said no more. He just glanced at Feng Chen quickly, then turned around and galloped away in a certain direction.

Although Fengchen was somewhat confused, he also vaguely guessed what Jinwu meant. His expression was complicated, and his heart was filled with reluctance, reluctance, resentment, and self-blame. However, among all these emotions, the deepest was the love for his father, the stubbornness, and the inexpressible affection between father and son. These emotions were like stirring up the remaining clouds and shaking the sky.

"Dad, Chen'er would rather..." Feng Chen was interrupted by Feng Wanlin before he could finish his words.

"Chen'er, there's no need to say more. Your father has already made the decision." Although Feng Wanlin's voice was calm, his eyes were full of reluctance and helplessness. His heart was also filled with reluctance and pain.

"But, Chen'er has had a regret in his heart for the past three years. He misses you and mother all the time, and he feels deeply guilty about what happened back then. Now I finally have more time to accompany you, but my mother...you also..." Feng Chen's voice became smaller and smaller, and was finally choked by sobs. He could no longer speak and could only stand there, his heart filled with endless reluctance.

Feng Wanlin had tears in his eyes. Although he was a spirit and could not shed tears, he could not hide the grief in his heart. He sighed helplessly, his heart filled with melancholy.

"Ugh……"

The sigh sounded in an instant, but it seemed to linger in Fengchen's heart for a long time, making him feel melancholy and confused. Although Jinwu's words were unclear, Fengchen thought about it for a while and understood the deep meaning. He knew that the price must be that his father must sacrifice himself to help repair something. In this way, his father, as a spirit of the artifact, has already burned the spiritual fire, and his life will be greatly shortened. The reason why Jinwu hesitated was obviously that he felt that this condition was different from what he had promised before, so he felt ashamed and was unwilling to speak out.

However, regardless of whether Jinwu said it or not, Fengchen's father had reached the end of his life, and this could not be entirely blamed on Jinwu. Fengchen blamed himself and thought that all this was due to his own successive disasters, the turmoil in Jiuyou, and the Hanmen taking advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos. All of this was his responsibility that he could not escape. In addition, there was the secret enemy, who was the real culprit. If he had not secretly taken action that year, the Demon Slaying Formation would not have been destroyed, Jiuyou would not have appeared, and the Hanmen would not have had the opportunity to take advantage of the chaos and reap the benefits.

Therefore, Fengchen decided to find this enemy, whether he was acting alone or with a greater force behind him, and to eradicate him. He could not tolerate such evil continuing to exist. Thinking of this, Fengchen suddenly remembered what Lei Gong had mentioned before. His mother had appeared when he was imprisoned and told him that his father might know the identity of the enemy. So Fengchen immediately got rid of his sad mood and asked anxiously: "Dad, do you know who was the person in the dark back then?"

Feng Wanlin was trying hard to suppress his sadness, preparing to let Feng Chen recite Bai Yu's Cloud Phoenix bloodline, when he suddenly heard this question, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and then he replied: "I know that person, but I can't tell you directly."

"Why?" Feng Chen thought he had found the answer after hearing half of it, but he didn't expect his father would not say it directly.

Feng Chen asked in confusion: "Since you knew, why didn't you tell me? At least let me have a chance to seek revenge on him in the future."

When it comes to revenge, Fengchen's eyes flashed with a hint of bloodshed. The murderous aura around him began to turn cold, and there seemed to be signs of demonic possession in the turmoil. This was a psychological knot he had developed over the past three years because of the blood feud. Before, he had been troubled by the longing for his parents, and this hatred was temporarily covered up by sadness and self-blame. But now, when he asked about his enemies, the hatred burst out, touching the knot deep in his heart, and also triggered the demonic thoughts caused by bloodshed.

Feng Wanlin looked at all this and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He secretly made up his mind: "Alas, although Chen'er is a bit stubborn, he was originally a free and easy person. In the past three years, I have hidden my demonic energy and witnessed his changes with my own eyes. His temperament has changed drastically because of his heart knot. He has been affected by the original demonic thoughts and is haunted by the demon in his heart. If he continues like this, something bad will happen sooner or later. It's a good opportunity. Since he asked me about it now, I will help him solve this hidden danger."

After making up his mind, Feng Wanlin said, "Silly boy, you only think about revenge, but have you ever thought about what hatred itself means?"

Feng Chen didn't know how to answer his father's question. But since his father asked, he had to answer honestly: "Chen'er doesn't care about these. Chen'er only knows the great revenge of his parents, the deep hatred of his clan, and Xiaoyu's experience. These are all blood feuds that must be avenged."

"Indeed, these hatreds should be avenged, but it is not necessary to do it in person. The key lies in whether you have the ability to do it and how to do it." Feng Wanlin nodded.

Feng Chen seemed to understand something: "Are you worried that I won't be able to defeat my enemies in the future, or are you worried that I won't be able to continue practicing?"

"Neither." Feng Wanlin replied.

"Neither?" There was a hint of doubt in Fengchen's voice, as if seeking confirmation.

"That's right." Feng Wanlin responded softly, his tone revealing a kind of firmness. He raised his head, his eyes seemed to travel through time and space, staring at a distant place. After a moment, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "You have the innate spirit as proof. Although you have a body without meridians, you have already achieved the body of the primordial spirit. Such an opportunity is unique throughout the ages and will naturally not be buried. You will definitely be able to walk out a path in the sky that belongs to you in the future."

At this point, Feng Wanlin's passion surged even more. He looked straight at Feng Chen with a sharp gaze and continued, "In that case, you don't have to worry about other things. As for revenge, as a father, I believe that for the men of our Feng family, a little hatred is nothing at all."

These words hit Fengchen's heart like a heavy hammer, instantly doubling his originally somewhat uneasy confidence. Before this, he still had some doubts about his path of cultivation, worrying that his ideas might not be realized. But now, he no longer has any worries.

The reason was that Fengchen had a blind admiration for his father. In his opinion, every word his father said was a wise saying, not to mention that his father had such good intentions. Therefore, his inferiority complex and despair of revenge also dissipated for the most part.

However, the self-blame and grief over his loss still existed deep in his heart, and he did not realize that these emotions had become his hidden dangers and even caused him to deviate from his original trajectory.

"Dad, since you said so, you should tell me who my enemy is so that I can know clearly, remember him in my heart, and remind myself how far I am from revenge." Feng Chen's words revealed a firmness, and a barely perceptible purple-black blood energy flashed in his eyes, which was a reflection of the resentment and evil thoughts intertwined in his heart.

Feng Wanlin's eyes narrowed slightly. He understood how stubborn the knot in his son's heart was. It was not something that could be untied with just a few words. "Chen'er, don't be anxious. Listen to your father's words slowly. What happened back then, aside from Jiuyou and Hanmen, the person who secretly manipulated everything was involved in a wide range of matters, and the secrets hidden behind him were not small. Therefore, it is useless to tell you these things now. Instead, it will make your state of mind unstable, hinder your progress, and may even bring unnecessary variables. It is better to wait until you can investigate it yourself in the future. This can also be a good opportunity for you to gain experience."

"An opportunity for experience?" Feng Chen seemed to understand a little, but also seemed a little confused. He murmured to repeat this sentence.

Feng Wanlin continued in a firm tone: "Yes, this is also what your father wants to tell you about the true meaning of hatred. Please listen carefully."

"Chen'er will follow your teachings." Feng Chen then responded respectfully.

Feng Wanlin nodded and continued, "The so-called hatred is nothing more than the unwillingness after losing a loved one. Paying blood debt with blood may not be a good thing for the survivors. Therefore, I hope you will not just indulge in pain, but learn to distinguish and weigh, and finally don't disappoint everyone's expectations of you."

At this point, Feng Chen already understood most of his father's intentions. His father wanted to set a goal for him, so that no matter what difficulties he encountered in the future, he could use this as a goal to motivate himself to get out of the desperate situation. At the same time, he regarded the process of revenge as an opportunity to hone his cultivation and hopefully break through Cang Xuan's realm.

"Dad, Chen'er understands your good intentions. Don't worry, as long as the great revenge is not taken, Chen'er will not have any problems. In addition, Chen'er will definitely find out who that person is and kill him with my own hands to avenge the blood feud." Feng Chen's words once again revealed a barely perceptible murderous intent.

Feng Wanlin's eyes remained firm. He nodded in agreement, then shook his head to express his concern: "Okay, I believe you can do it. However, what you just said only partially understood it, and did not touch the key point."

As he spoke, he looked up at the Golden Crow galloping in the sky. Seeing that it had already laid four marks, he realized that time was running out, so he directly brought up the topic: "The key point that your father wants to say is that if you want to take revenge, you must first learn to weigh the pros and cons. In the process of weighing the pros and cons, there will be sacrifices and gains. What you give up is hatred itself, and what you gain is a return to your original heart. In other words, if you want to succeed in your revenge in the end, you must throw away the shackles, not be controlled by hatred, find yourself back to who you should be, face the undesirable thoughts with an unmoved heart, cultivate an endless body, and achieve unparalleled achievements. In this way, when Tiangu challenges you to the throne, you will be able to avenge this deep hatred with all your might."

After Feng Wanlin finished speaking, his eyes were firm and deep, and he stared at Feng Chen motionlessly. Under Feng Wanlin's gaze, Feng Chen gradually woke up from his confusion, and a look of enlightenment began to appear on his face. The originally cold and stagnant breath, as if after experiencing an inner turmoil, finally began to flow. Gradually, Feng Chen's expression became more energetic and lively, as well as the free and easy and indifferent that he originally possessed. Seeing this scene, Feng Wanlin finally nodded with satisfaction, and a stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Fengchen also completely understood the deep meaning of his father's words at this time. He realized that his father did not really want him to completely ignore hatred, but to face it with a sincere heart and persist with a firm nature, and not let hatred become a burden to himself, so as to fall into endless pain and inner demons. It was not until this moment that Fengchen suddenly realized that he had been too obsessed with hatred in the past three years and had unknowingly embarked on the wrong path. If he continued like this, revenge would become out of reach, and he might not even be able to touch the essence of hatred, and could only be trapped by the inner demons and unable to extricate himself.

If it really becomes like that, no matter how high his cultivation is, he will eventually be corrupted by evil thoughts and become a tool used by others, and eventually fall into endless killing and become a pawn in the hands of others. Thinking of this, Fengchen took a deep breath and said to his father sincerely: "Dad, Chen'er is wrong. I only cared about my own unwillingness before, but forgot the true meaning of revenge. Now I understand that no matter how deep the resentment is, it will eventually become a burden that hinders my progress. It will not only hinder my revenge, but also make me fail those friends who sacrificed their lives for me."