Fengyunlu

Fengchen was a simple person with simple thoughts and actions, but life loved to play jokes on him, making him so complicated that he couldn't figure it out. He never expected that things would turn out so complicated.

He never dreamed that when the spirit was about to fall apart, a mysterious force suddenly erupted, activating all his blood, and then sealed himself tightly. No matter how hard Fengchen tried, or how he tried with Baiyu's blood, he couldn't open that layer of defense. The appearance of this power shocked and confused Fengchen. He had no idea where this power came from and what it wanted to do.

Fengchen was caught off guard by this sudden change, and had no idea how to deal with it. Fortunately, the blood he injected was not wasted, and the spirituality was not needed at all, otherwise it would be a loss of both the wife and the army. He felt fortunate, but at the same time he also understood that the existence of this power might ruin his plan.

There is no disadvantage, and there is no benefit. Is all this trouble in vain? Feng Chen was full of doubts and reluctance. He didn't know what to do next.

Although Fengchen was unwilling, it was useless. He could not break the barrier set by the spirit and could only stare blankly. He felt powerless and frustrated, but he did not intend to give up and decided to wait for a good opportunity.

"Alas, I still have to wait until my dad finishes repairing the formation." Feng Chen shook his head and muttered to himself, then reluctantly prepared to let it go for the time being. He decided to put this issue aside for the time being and wait for his dad to come back.

But just as he thought so, before his blood had calmed down, he heard his father's voice: "Don't worry, Chen'er, Dad will come to help you." Feng Chen's father, Feng Wanlin, felt his son's predicament and decided to help.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wanlin came back, and Jinwu followed him back. Feng Wanlin and Jinwu came back together, and they had just finished repairing the formation.

They had been repairing the formation before, and now it was finally completed. However, even though the formation was repaired, they still had to wait for a while for it to absorb enough Yin Qi from the heaven and earth before it could operate smoothly. So now they were free anyway, so they could help Fengchen solve the problem at hand.

"Dad, do you have any way to disconnect it?" Feng Chen asked hastily as hope ignited in his heart as soon as he saw his dad coming back. He hoped that his dad could give him a solution.

Feng Wanlin smiled and shook his head: "There is a way, but Dad is not convenient to do it, so you have to solve it by yourself." Although Feng Wanlin has a way, he hopes that Feng Chen can solve the problem by himself and exercise his ability.

When Fengchen heard that there was a solution, he immediately became excited and asked, "Then what should I do now?" He was eager to know what to do next.

Feng Wanlin went on to say: "It's simple. Dad will give you a wisp of spiritual fire and you just need to light it." Feng Wanlin decided to give his son a wisp of spiritual fire and let him use this power to solve the problem.

As he spoke, Feng Wanlin stepped forward and placed his hand on Feng Chen's shoulder. The burning spiritual fire in his hand also jumped. Feng Wanlin passed the spiritual fire to Feng Chen, and this power was full of mystery and power.

The fire flashed and touched Fengchen's soul. With a puff, his divine consciousness also ignited a spiritual fire of moderate size. Fengchen felt the burning of this power and felt a pain, but at the same time he also felt the power.

uh~

Feng Chen suddenly felt pain, but he had been burned by spiritual fire before, so he quickly adapted to it, and immediately used his mind to control this power. He began to try to control this power and use it for his own benefit.

Then he felt that he could use it, so he condensed the spiritual fire into a ball and let it float in the palm of his left hand. Then he focused his eyes and stared at the Dao mark floating in front of him. Fengchen decided to use this power to attack the Dao mark in front of him.

The mark was wrapped in a ball of red-yellow energy, and the blood that Fengchen had injected before was also isolated from it, and could only float around it. The Dao mark was protected by a layer of energy, and Fengchen needed to find a breakthrough point.

"Let's see how you can block it this time." Feng Chen said confidently. He believed that he could break through this layer of protection.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Chen raised his right hand, and with a thought, the floating blood and energy returned to the palm of his right hand and condensed into a fist-sized ball. Feng Chen began to concentrate his strength and prepare to launch an attack.

The opportunity came. Feng Chen looked at his left and right palms, then turned his palms upward, brought them together, held them flat and put them together, and then used his mind to drive them. The two balls of spiritual fire and blood burned together in the palms. He combined the spiritual fire and blood together to form a more powerful force.

Not long after, accompanied by a sizzling sound and a few wisps of green smoke, the spiritual source fire was melted into the blood and qi full of the power of the soul, and it grew stronger again with the blood and qi as fuel. Fengchen held it shakily in one hand. Fengchen successfully merged the spiritual source fire and blood, forming a powerful force.

This series of actions was done in one go. Feng Chen did not hesitate and suddenly flipped his hand, bringing with him the spiritual fire and three-tenths of his soul power, and slapped the Dao mark in front of him. He decided to use this power to break through the protective layer of the Dao mark.

Imagine, there was no expected impact, nor the loud noise of burning flames, only a slight hissing sound, and the energy wrapped outside the Tao had no resistance at all and was easily evaporated by the flames in his palm.

“This is too fast.”

Feng Chen couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. He had tried countless times before but failed to shake the energy in the slightest. He thought that even with the spiritual fire, it would take some effort. He didn't expect it to be broken so easily. Anyone would probably feel a little uncomfortable.

Feng Wanlin smiled slightly, but before he could interrupt, Jinwu said, "Little guy, don't underestimate this matter. If it weren't for your father's previous decision, this spiritual source fire would not be so easy to obtain. Without it, even if I use the sun's true fire to help you, it will be difficult to burn through the spiritual heart origin that it took back from the sky in a short time."

"But having said that, you two father and son are really amazing. The old one turned your true spirit into a weapon, and the younger one actually wants to snatch the spiritual heart of the magic weapon, turn it into a weapon spirit and then turn it back into your soul. This makes me look at you with new eyes." As an ancient powerful being, Jinwu naturally has extraordinary knowledge, so he understood Fengchen's thoughts at a glance.

In fact, this was precisely because Feng Chen took advantage of the body of the soul. Otherwise, if it were someone else, even if they were at the level of a saint, no matter how strong their soul was, no matter how powerful their soul was, without the condensation of blood that integrated the body and soul, even if they took away the spirit heart of the magic weapon, even if they took away the spirit of the weapon, they would not be able to transform the soul.

This is also why there are tens of thousands of mysterious practitioners in the world, but no one can do this. It's not that everyone can't think of this, but even if they have thought of it, no one dares to try it.

There is no other reason. When other people practice the Three Absolutes, the primordial spirit is the primordial spirit, and the physical body is the physical body. The two have their own verifications. Although they can complement each other, they dare not merge into one.

Otherwise, not to mention the disasters that would befall him, the fusion process alone would require both the soul and the body to collapse first, and then they could be repaired with the help of external forces. The danger involved is no joke.

If it were just the physical body, it would be easy to deal with. However, once the soul collapses, there will probably be no more than two people in the world who can repair it. This requires eliminating all possible interfering factors, and arriving in time, with the help of natural treasures that have survived against the will of heaven, only then will there be a slight chance of saving it.

With such harsh conditions, who would dare to try it easily? Even when Feng Chen's mother Bai Ximeng broke into the Emperor's Garden and the Yuanshen declined, Emperor Changsheng took action and Feng Wanlin found the holy medicine. God saves me, but I don’t dare to try to repair it after it breaks twice.

Even if someone dares to gamble on such an excellent opportunity, there is no need to mention others. In addition, even if someone has a whim, it is useless to think of fusing their soul with the body before cultivating the soul.

Doing so would only cut off the foundation for one's cultivation of the primordial spirit. Once the primordial spirit does not emerge, according to the normal way of the Xuanmen, the three absolutes would not be able to prove it, and thus one would cut off the way for further progress in the Xuanmen cultivation in this life.

Therefore, this integration of body and soul cannot be attempted by others. Only with an innate spirit like Feng Chen as the witness, and through various coincidences in the accidents, coupled with his great luck, can he alone achieve this in the great catastrophe. The body of the primordial spirit that has never existed before.

In this way, only if he seizes the spiritual heart of the divine weapon, can he transform it into a weapon with his own body, and then transform into the soul. This may seem simple, but it requires a lot of opportunities.

However, it is possible that there is still one person in this world. It is Feng Chen's father Feng Wanlin. He is dressed in the Great Wind Judgment Divine Pot and aspires to win the championship, but he also has the wonderful feature of being one with body and soul.

It's just that he only turned the true spirit into the weapon spirit at the beginning, and did not in turn refine the natal divine weapon, and then transformed the weapon spirit into another soul. I don't know if there are any other considerations here. I'm afraid it's not. Only Feng Wanlin knew.

"This kid is really lucky to be favored by you! Once his spirit is formed, please take care of him." Feng Wanlin did not interrupt Jin Wu as soon as he finished speaking. He responded slowly until Jin Wu was almost finished.

“Don't worry, since I have something to ask for, I will naturally help. But what I said before was also the truth. He was only familiar with the Tao principles before, but he was able to think of transforming the spirit into emptiness. Even I am ashamed of my intelligence.” Jin Wu said with a nod and an appreciative tone.

After hearing this, Feng Wanlin also praised Jin Wu: "Senior, you came from the ancient times, but you can still maintain such humility. It is really admirable."

"Okay, okay, let's stop flattering each other. Now that the child has reached a critical moment, let's see how we can help." Jin Wu waved his hand and stared at Feng Chen with interest.

Feng Wanlin also smiled and said no more. He just kept his eyes on his child, secretly gathering strength in his hands, ready to help at any time.

Looking at Fengchen again, he was concentrating at the moment, staring at the mark of the Dao floating in front of him, using his divine sense to feel his spiritual heart, and slowly guiding the blood that had been injected before.

The mark has been completely covered by the crimson light, and beyond the light, there is an invisible but perceptible flame dancing.

This was the result of his previous injection into the blood. Once the soul blood of the spiritual source fire broke through the original barrier of the spiritual heart, he temporarily separated the two.

The spiritual fire was swirling around him, waiting to be condensed when it transformed into a spirit tool, and the three parts of his bloodline that were part of his body and soul were being controlled by his divine consciousness, merging with the spiritual heart.

This fusion process requires him to stay focused at all times and cannot make any mistakes. So even though Feng Chen heard Jin Wu's praise just now, he couldn't respond because he was at a critical moment.

However, he knew in his heart that no matter what he heard, saw, or talked to himself in his mind, it had little impact on him, so when his blood was coagulating to the difficult moment, he sighed inwardly without hesitation.

Hey! This spiritual heart is indeed extraordinary, as expected of the one brought back by the Great Emperor Cangqiong to seize the Heavenly Dao. Look at my innate spiritual bloodline, and it is so difficult to merge with it. If this continues, it will probably take several hours.

If it were any other time, it would be fine, but what we lack most now is time. My father is burning with spiritual fire, and he has been burning for a long time. If it drags on for a few more hours, I am afraid that my spirit weapon will disappear before it can take shape.

what should we do?

Feng Chen became anxious and immediately started to think of a solution. No matter what, he had to transform as soon as possible, at least to merge his bloodline and spiritual heart before his father's spiritual fire went out and his body disappeared.

In this way, he would have the time and energy to see his father off for the last time. As a son, this was the only thing he wanted to do out of helplessness, and it was also the most filial thing he should do.

But Feng Chen racked his brains and pondered for a long time but could not come up with a solution. There seemed to be a sense of indifference in the spirit's heart, and the fusion of its blood with his was like a green lotus falling into the mud, which could go in but could not come out, and could not get involved.

This is also the reason why Fengchen has worked hard for a long time but has only fused a trace of blood. No matter how much you give him, he only wants a little bit, and he is not greedy at all. This makes Fengchen gradually lose his patience.

Forget it, there is no time to do it slowly, I'll just use the spiritual fire to condense the transformation. Even if there is a greater risk, it is better than not being able to see my father for the last time.

After making up his mind, Feng Chen wanted to use the spiritual fire directly to burn his soul bloodline and spiritual heart together, hoping to merge the two into one.

However, although this method is the fastest, it is also the most dangerous. Once the fusion of the two fails, the spirituality generated by the spiritual heart may not be controlled by Fengchen, which means that Fengchen may suffer from the backlash of the spirituality at any time.

Once the backlash occurs, once the spiritual fire is ignited and burns more vigorously, it will inevitably spread along his bloodline to his body. Although Fengchen is an innate spirit and is not afraid of the spiritual fire, everything has a limit. Once exceeded, it will bring disaster.

If something went wrong, once Feng Chen's soul body was ignited and his innate spirit was ignited, even his father Feng Wanlin and Jin Wu together would not be able to save him.

Fortunately, just as Feng Chen had this idea, before he could actually act, his father saw through it at a glance: "Chen'er, don't be anxious, wait for me to teach you, don't be impulsive."