Fengyunlu

Look, under the division of this illusion, the two forces are now meeting in Fengchen's Sea of ​​Consciousness. The father and son are in sync with each other, and with the help of Emperor Jinwu, they will surely make great strides in Xiuque Sea.

However, Feng Chen has already cultivated a second soul and turned into a spirit of an artifact, becoming the true master of the True Yang Diagram, so his method of cultivation in the sea must also change accordingly.

Feng Wanlin's original plan was to use Yun Huang's bloodline to untie the shackles of the magic weapon, disassemble the True Yang Diagram and then fuse it together, allowing it to slowly become one with the Sea of ​​Consciousness Divine Base.

In this process, under the dual effects of the smelting of the spiritual fire and the true meaning of the Golden Crow Ten Suns, even if there is a barrier, it can be completely melted away.

However, this was only a last resort. Later, according to Jinwu's plan, he used the method of the divine weapon and the master's will to let the True Yang Diagram perform the ritual and refine itself, so that the two could be combined into one.

In this way, you are in me, I am in you, there is no more estrangement, and there are fewer troubles in the future. But Fengchen unexpectedly achieved his goal in one step and directly cultivated his second soul.

"The fact that you can cultivate a second soul means that you have to reconsider your method of repairing the defect. But then again, your fate is really tortuous." After listening to Feng Wanlin's story, Jin Wu was surprised at Feng Chen's past, and at the same time showed a hint of sympathy.

Feng Chen had long been accustomed to such a fate: "I have a miserable life, I am sorry to make you laugh. But how should I modify the method of repairing the fault that you just mentioned?"

Jinwu smiled slightly and turned to look at Feng Wanlin: "Since your son is now the master of the divine weapon, then you must know the method of repairing the deficiency better than me."

“Thank you for the compliment, senior. I only became a weapon spirit by accident. If I want to truly understand it, I still need your guidance.” Feng Wanlin said and waved his hand, signaling Feng Chen to listen carefully.

Feng Chen understood what he meant and stepped forward quickly: "Please give me some advice, Senior."

When Jin Wu saw that the father and son were singing the same tune, he couldn't help but joked, "If you continue like this, you two will take away all my things before I can find my true form."

After saying that, his eyes fixed, and without waiting for further questions, he said directly: "The method of repairing the faults was originally considered the right way, but it seems a bit low-level at this time. With your body as a weapon spirit, if you only repair the faults in the sea, wouldn't it be a waste of your talent?"

"Senior, do you mean that you want to practice with my body that has severed meridians together?" Feng Chen seemed to have heard the key point and couldn't help but interrupt.

Jin Wu didn't mind and continued to explain: "That's exactly what I meant, but there are some key steps missing. I don't know if it will succeed."

Feng Wanlin interrupted again at this time: "If Feng is not mistaken, is this key step related to the magic weapon?"

"That's right." Jinwu said firmly, but then seemed a little hesitant: "It's just that divine weapons are hard to come by at the moment, and there are even fewer who can match them. I'm afraid it will most likely end in failure."

When Feng Chen heard this, it was as if he had said nothing. After going around for a long time, he could only repair the interior of the sea. His spiritual body still could not be improved.

Feng Wanlin now understood that Jinwu's words seemed to be hinting at him. In addition, he thought of the scarcity of divine weapons, so it must be above the Nine Heavens Divine Weapons and comparable to the True Yang Diagram.

Currently, the only thing that meets the requirements, apart from the Tongtian Talisman taken away by Jiuyou, is the Snow Night Flying Eagle Spear in his hand.

Thinking of this, Feng Wanlin said resolutely: "Senior, just say it, Feng has no way out, no need to worry too much."

Jinwu nodded in agreement, and Fengchen waved his hands hurriedly. He had already understood Jinwu's real intention. It was not that he lacked a magic weapon, but he was worried that Jinwu would not be willing to use his father's magic weapon.

"No matter what, I don't want my father to sacrifice like this." Feng Chen knelt on the ground, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Feng Wanlin immediately refused: "You are stupid. I am fulfilling my wish by transforming my weapon into your body. This fate is more satisfying than any remnant soldier."

"But……"

"Don't think about it anymore, the matter has been decided. Please tell me the specific method." Feng Wanlin interrupted Feng Chen directly, and then asked Jin Wu.

Jin Wu did not keep the secret any longer: "Okay, this method is simple to explain. Now that your son is a spirit, you can cover his entire body with the Dao of the True Yang Diagram, and then use the blood of the Cloud Phoenix to untie the shackles of the True Yang Diagram. Then I will split the Sun's True Fire into two, with the excess part saved for later use, and the smaller part merged with the Divine Base. After that, you can use the Spiritual Source Fire to burn it, and the Sea of ​​Consciousness can be temporarily formed."

“As for repairing yourself, you will need the help of the younger generation outside. You should refine your body again according to the previous method. During this period, you will transform your spiritual source into Qi, and use the power of the magic weapon to fuse with his original spirit. You should completely integrate your magic weapon into the Seven Sages in his mansion. In this way, you may be able to transform the magic weapon into a meridian and the true yang into a vein.” After Jinwu finished speaking, he looked at Fengchen, then turned his head and said no more.

Feng Chen immediately understood that this was a final farewell to his father and son. He hurriedly stepped forward and knelt in front of Feng Wanlin, and his thousands of words turned into murmurs: "Dad..."

Feng Wanlin had a smile in his eyes, a touch of warmth that contained both relief and sadness. He was relieved that his wish before his death was about to come true, but he was sad that the father and son would meet and then part again, and would never meet again.

"My dear, Dad still says the same thing. I am so happy to see you again. Don't be so stubborn as me. Listen more to other people's opinions and don't let yourself suffer. Remember, you are not fighting alone. Our Feng family..." Feng Wanlin suddenly stopped here. His words were full of love and expectations for his son, but also revealed a deep helplessness and reluctance.

He had thousands of words to say and countless things to explain, but time was pressing and he could not delay any longer. In the end, he could only say with a smile: "Forget it, you have your own way to go, and Dad can only hope that everything goes well for you." Feng Wanlin's voice was choked with sobs. He understood that as a father, all he could do was let go and let his son face the challenges of the future independently.

"Dad..." Fengchen tried hard to hold back his tears, but ultimately he couldn't hold back the pain in his heart. He choked with sobs and couldn't speak. Finally, he nodded heavily: "I remember..." Fengchen's voice was full of firmness and determination. He knew that this was the last time he would receive teachings from his father and he must remember it in his heart.

"Okay, no matter how much you have to say, you have to finish. Chen'er, get up, dad will help you." Feng Wanlin said without giving Feng Chen a chance to react, and took action directly, urging the power of spiritual source to the extreme. He hoped that at the last moment, he could do something for his son, even if it was just a trivial help.

He put two fingers together in front of his chest, muttering something, and after a moment, a ball of spiritual fire shot up into the sky. When it reached a high altitude, it exploded with a bang, and the True Yang Diagram instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire. Feng Wanlin tried his best, hoping to open up a path for his son.

"Chen'er, bring in Xiaoyu's bloodline. Dad will help you solve the problem of the magic weapon." Feng Wanlin said, and walked forward alone. He hoped that at the last moment, he could solve the biggest problem for his son and let him smoothly inherit the family's mission.

Feng Chen understood that his father didn't want him to see him disappear, so he used the spiritual fire to block his divine sense. His heart was filled with gratitude and respect, and he knew that everything his father did was for him.

Thinking of this, Fengchen's eyes flashed with determination, and he nodded heavily: "Father, have a safe trip. I'm leaving now." His words were full of firmness and determination. He knew that this was his last time to pay respect to his father.

As soon as he finished speaking, his second soul immediately turned into a stream of light, flying out of Zhenyang like stars, and the mansion was instantly filled with fluorescent light, covering his entire body in an instant. Fengchen tried his best, hoping to express his respect and gratitude to his father.

Then, he injected the little remaining power of the Cloud Phoenix in his blood into the True Yang Diagram, which turned into spiritual beads and fell into the sea of ​​fire. Fengchen hoped to fulfill his father's last wish and continue the family's mission.

After this ordeal, he and his father had no chance to meet again. Jin Wu couldn't help shaking his head, but as an ancient master, he had long been accustomed to separation and death. After a little hesitation, he followed suit. Jin Wu understood that this was the fate of the Feng family father and son, and he could only watch silently from the side.

As he exerted his power, the Sun's True Fire continued to join in, and the True Yang Diagram was soon disintegrated by the three of them, turning into a ball of powerful energy suspended in Fengchen's shattered sea of ​​consciousness. Fengchen knew that this was the beginning of his inheritance of his father's will, and he had to face it bravely.

At this time, Jinwu raised his hand and waved it. The nine marks that had been laid out in the energy room instantly merged into one. Then a burning sensation broke out, and a ray of golden light cut through the energy ball like a knife cutting an axe. Jinwu hoped to help Fengchen in this way, so that he could better inherit his father's power.

Then the light ball was cut open, and the sun's true fire split into two strands, burning separately and turning it into two spirit beads, one large and one small. Feng Chen understood that this was the last step for him to inherit his father's legacy, and he had to go on bravely.

Feng Chen has already prepared everything, and Feng Wanlin is also on standby in the little spirit bead, waiting for the next action.

Jinwu hesitated for a moment, then dove into the small spirit bead and disappeared in an instant. He reminded Fengchen: "Little guy, you have to lead those guys to Zhongtian quickly. Once the sea is formed, you can start practicing."

Feng Chen listened to Hai Nei's instructions and took action immediately. As the master of the weapon spirit, he led the spiritual power of those guys into the mansion without any hindrance and stopped at the dantian for a while.

After doing all this, Feng Chen asked Jin Wu again: "What else do I need to do? Please give me some advice, senior."

"Just wait." Jinwu said, and then said to Feng Wanlin in the spirit bead: "As soon as I break this bead, you will start to burn, so that the power of both of us can replenish the sea of ​​consciousness."

"Please come in, senior." Feng Wanlin did not hesitate and immediately condensed the spiritual source in his hands.

"Okay." Jinwu didn't say much. He stretched out his hands and shouted "Open".

The small spiritual bead suddenly exploded, and flames shot out, filling the entire sea in an instant.

Fengchen's sea of ​​consciousness was burned so hard that he opened his eyes in pain and screamed to the sky with a hideous face: "Ah..."

Lei Gong, who was standing next to him, had his thoughts interrupted by the roar. He hurried forward to check, but as soon as he put his hand on it, it was bounced away by a mysterious force.

"Huh?" Lei Gong was puzzled. Just as he was about to try again, he saw that Feng Chen had fainted.

Feng Wanlin's voice came out at this time: "Brother, I'm leaving first. I'll leave the child to you."

After saying this, his voice and breath disappeared, as if he had never existed in this world.

"Brother Feng..." Although Lei Gong didn't understand what happened, he knew that his old friend was gone and he would never see him again.

Looking at Fengchen lying on the ground, Lei Gong unconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his old friend for the last time, but after hesitating for a moment, he retracted his hand and held it in his arms.

After a long time, Fengchen finally recovered and opened his eyes.

Seeing Lei Gong sighing, Feng Chen couldn't help but feel his eyes moisten, and then he couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears: "Uncle Lei, my parents...can't come back..."

Lei Gong didn't say anything, but just quietly held Feng Chen in his arms.

After a long time, Lei Gong finally spoke: "Xiao Fengzi, life always involves separation. Get up. You have to walk the road ahead for them."

As he spoke, he pulled Fengchen up, wiped his tears, and continued, "Tell me, how can Uncle Lei help you."

Feng Chen looked at Lei Gong in confusion, thinking of his father's dying instructions and his mother's farewell. After a long while, he spoke: "Uncle Lei, before my father left, he and Senior Jinwu decided on a method of cultivation..."

Feng Chen told Lei Gong everything. After he finished speaking, he stood there, looking a little regretful.

Lei Gong listened to the general idea and thought that although this method was good, it was very dangerous, especially the Jiuyou hiding in the dark, who was a big trouble. But now he couldn't find him, so he could only set a trap first.

Thinking of this, Lei Gong came up with a plan and said to Feng Chen, "Okay, Uncle Lei will open the altar to help you refine your body. As for Jiuyou, we will think of a way later. He is a remnant of his body now and can't cause any trouble."

As he spoke, Lei Gong's hand moved, the Mao character seal flashed, and the Tianchen seal moved five times again, and finally returned to the Mao character seal and was pinched in his hand.

After a moment, the true essence surged, all the seals were removed, and a buzzing sound came from the altar, as if it was about to open.

Lei Gong pointed with one hand, the eyes of the eight strange beasts glowed, the fire sacrifice suddenly burned, and then the altar opened again.

Amid the creaking sounds, Lei Gong stared intently at the altar and the entire thunder pool.

But after staring for a long time, until the altar was fully opened, even Lei Teng sent his divine sense from the Xianjue formation, but he was unable to find any trace of Jiuyou.

"As expected of the Demon Qian Qian Gu, he is really able to keep his composure. Never mind, I'll see you later." Lei Gong thought that if Jiu You didn't leave, he probably wouldn't be able to leave.

Feng Chen also understood Lei Gong's meaning. Thinking that Jiuyou had taken advantage of the situation before and was also waiting for an opportunity during the next body refining, he decided to give him a chance.

Thinking of this, he turned around and said, "Uncle Lei, shall we start?"

"Okay." Lei Gong responded, and with a thought, the Xian Jue Array immediately received the news.

Outside the Thunder Pond, Lei Teng waved the command flag in the wind and said loudly: "Three Heavens Body Refining, start immediately."

As the words were spoken, the three great figures in the formation emitted mysterious light, which followed the scarlet purple cloud back and forth, shining into the pool of thunder and drawing down three divine powers.