The Ancient Vast Realm

"Could it be that something happened to the spiritual contract? Is it because of me?"

Feng Xuan suddenly said nervously, if it was because of himself that the spirit contract failed, then the loss would be too huge.

"No, it's not the spiritual contract. I have been able to adapt to the spiritual contract, but you...During the period when you were in a daze, I felt countless unfamiliar breaths from you more than once. Some of the breaths even made me feel Trembling, it was a power I had never felt before. Although those breaths were extremely weak, I could actually feel it."

Tigress looked at Feng Xuan with worry and a little fear, wondering what happened to him and why he could exude such a terrifying aura at that time.

If Feng Xuan hadn't been sitting cross-legged on top of its head, and the distance between the two was too close, it probably wouldn't have been able to feel the extremely weak aura. However, although the aura was weak, it was extremely terrifying. It almost came from blood. The trembling and fear deep in the soul, but in Feng Xuan, it felt more than one.

Especially the moment Feng Xuan woke up, Tigress felt an unparalleled terror from him, a feeling that even the countless memories passed down in his bloodline could not describe.

When Feng Xuan heard this, the expression on his face froze slightly. He originally thought that everything he saw before was just his hallucination, but now it seems that there may be something hidden.

"I don't know about this matter, so I can't answer it for you at the moment."

Feng Xuan was silent for a long time, and then apologized to Tigress.

He himself still couldn't figure out what was going on, so of course he couldn't answer it.

"Then are you okay?"

The tiger girl looked at Feng Xuan even more worriedly. It seemed that something had indeed happened to him, so that Feng Xuan, who had always been calm and calm to her, was so hesitant and seemed uneasy.

"It's okay, Tiger Girl, you can rest first. I'll go find the old wizard and ask a question to see if I can solve the mystery."

Feng Xuan didn't want to mention this matter more, after all, he was still too confused, but he already had some vague guess in his mind, but he still needed to talk to the old wizard before he could get the answer.

"Uncle Ling, Uncle Danniu, you should go back first, I will go to the Witch Palace."

Seeing the tiger girl nodding her huge head, Feng Xuan stood up and said to Xuan Ling and others one after another.

Xuan Ling and others looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then nodded.

"Okay, you can go ahead, we don't need to worry about it."

Seeing this, Feng Xuan did not delay and flew directly towards the Witch Sacrifice Hall.

...

"You mean, you saw the existence of many powerful wild beasts in a strange space, as well as some human spirit bonding processes, and you even saw the figures of two guardian spirit beasts from my Black Eagle tribe."

In the witch sacrificial hall, the old shaman leaned back on a wicker chair, holding a bowl of tea in his hand, and asked with confusion on his face.

Feng Xuanduan sat on the stone bench at the other end, nodded and said seriously: "That's it. Just when the spirit bonding ceremony was completed and the blood light entered my body, I was inexplicably pulled into that strange space. There was nothing there. The sky and the earth are only broken and blurry images like fragments. Many of them can no longer be observed. But even if I see a few things, it is beyond my imagination. It is not what I have seen before. Scenes I have experienced or heard about”

Mr. Wu took a sip of tea, placed the tea bowl gently on the stone table, nodded and said thoughtfully: "I probably know what kind of situation you are in. I believe you have made some guesses yourself."

Feng Xuan asked hesitantly: "Is that bloodline memory? But don't our human race have bloodline inheritance?"

When the old man heard this, he shook his head slightly but nodded again and said: "Our human race does not have inherited memories, but it does not mean that there is no inheritance of blood. How do you think those holy bodies, divine bodies, and combat bodies are passed down? Those are the seeds of power left by our ancestors in our bloodline that are enough to awaken the inheritance, but they are just the inheritance of power and do not involve memory."

Feng Xuan was slightly stunned. He could naturally understand this explanation, but what did it have to do with what he saw.

Seeing Feng Xuan's expression, the old wizard chuckled and said: "The human race cannot directly leave inheritance in the blood, but it continues to grow stronger through generations. We rely not only on the shadow of our ancestors, but also on the legacy of generations of human race." Exploration and practice continue to break through ourselves. If we can really leave memories from generation to generation, I am afraid that we will be like many alien races, too dependent on those memories in our bloodline, and will be affected by the huge sea of ​​memory, so that It can’t be as strong as it is now.”

Elder Wu paused and continued:

"But there are always exceptions. In our bloodline, we have left behind the memories of generations of bloodlines from ancient times to the present. Under accidental conditions, through the remaining memories in these bloodlines, we can dream back to our ancestors and see them. It’s not surprising to see the traces left by the ancestors of those generations of human race. From what you can see, that should be the scene when our human race’s souls were bonded from generation to generation. What’s more, it is the scene of your Feng clan. What you see is what your ancestors experienced in the past.”

When Feng Xuan heard what Elder Wu said, his expression did not change much, but he nodded thoughtfully. What Elder Wu said was exactly what he thought, but he was not sure before that.

Wu Lao did not stop telling the story, but a trace of memory flashed across his face and he continued: "I am not sure about the rest of your story, but I have heard about the mountain you described floating in the sea of ​​clouds. If I am right, it is the rumored floating sea of ​​clouds, a fantasy place that exists in another domain. Even I have only heard about it from my teacher. If it were not for the obvious characteristics of the area, I would not be able to guess it based on your few words. It seems that your Feng family once had a very dazzling past. If we go to the floating sea of ​​clouds, even if we are warriors in the hidden spirit realm, we may not be able to reach it in tens of thousands of years just by foot."

Wu Lao stared at Feng Xuan deeply. It was the first time that he felt that this extinct clan was so unfamiliar. It seemed that he and others never knew how mysterious the origin of the Feng family, which had accompanied them for thousands of years, was, and why they ended up here.

It was not just the floating sea of ​​clouds that Feng Xuan described, but also the various wild beasts, some of which could correspond to the legendary wild beasts he had heard of. If this was true, the Feng Clan was probably not simple at all. But why had he never heard any news about the Feng Clan when he was in the Holy Land?

It stands to reason that such a powerful human tribe must not be unknown, so how could he have never heard any news about it?

Wu Lao didn't know how to explain it for a while. Could it be that the Feng Clan was not the Feng Clan in the past? It was a clan with another surname, but based on his impression of the Feng Clan, this clan would rather die than change its surname.

Feng Xuan was also confused for a moment after hearing this. His clan had never passed down any news. Apart from the inherited skills and martial arts, the only thing left was this Feng Ling Ring.

Oh, no, there was also the source of disaster that was like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

Feng Xuan lowered his head, stroked the ring in his hand, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.