The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 60 The Great Disaster is Coming, See You Again Xiao Chen
Feng Yi did not want to change his basic skills. After all, the Tianbei Xuanfa he was practicing now could be regarded as the best Xuanfa in the world. How could it be compared with the skills of the Immortal Sect?

His main purpose was to better comprehend the meaning of life and death, and to comprehend the two incomplete qin techniques that contained the principles of life and death that he had sorted out from Fu Huang's information.

Those two incomplete skills were both external information from an existence on the other side. They were too lofty and profound, like the essence of the Great Dao.

Feng Yi has now mastered the axioms and formulas, but lacks specific methods of application.

Although the Immortal Sect's skills are not as good as the two Qin Dao skills, the moves and magical powers therein happen to contain some basic concepts of life and death, which are just right for him to apply the great principles of life and death that he has comprehended at this moment and deepen his understanding of the great principles of life and death.

Countless words were flowing in his mind. The mental methods, moves, magical powers, and creative concepts of the Immortal Magic Kung Fu were constantly flowing in Feng Yi's heart, giving rise to many insights in his heart.

Although he had never practiced the immortal magic before, all dharmas and paths have the same destination. His previous review and comprehension of the two incomplete zither techniques was actually equivalent to mastering the essential principles of the great way of life and death.

In addition, after accommodating the status of Fuxi, his own roots, understanding, and talent can be regarded as top-notch, and his ability to understand has greatly increased.

Now that I have comprehended this immortal magic skill which has the basic application to the meaning of life and death, it seems as if I have gained a bird's-eye view from a high vantage point. Naturally, it is as if I have received divine help.

Just a moment later, Feng Yi began to understand the true meaning of the Immortal Demonic Art.

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He slowly opened his eyes, and black and white spots of light flowed in his eyes, containing mysterious martial arts concepts, as if they were the embodiment of the way of life and death.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the black and white true energy flowed in his palm, from life to death, from death to rebirth, freely as he wished, the exquisite use of the meaning of life and death was displayed to the fullest in his hands.

If the old man from the Immortal Gate were still alive, his eyes would probably pop out of his head when he saw this scene.

The meaning of life and death is free at one's will, and the energy of life and death can be transformed at will. Even in their Immortal Sect, not many people can truly do it.

If the old man could do this, he would not have died so miserably because of a mistake in his true qi.

"If I were to pretend to be the heir of the Immortal Sect now, I'm afraid no one would dare to say it's not true!"

When this thought came to his mind, Feng Yi couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Then, noticing the figure in white next to him curiously looking at the black and white immortal qi flowing in his palm, Feng Yi's heart moved, and he dispersed the qi in his palm, chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Lan Nuo, are you okay?"

Seeing the true energy containing the meaning of life and death dissipate, Lan Nuo retracted his gaze and shook his head slightly.

Then, she said with emotion: "Fellow Daoist Feng, I find that I can't see through you any more. Four cultivators at the Knowledge Storage Realm whose cultivation is higher than yours were killed by you so easily. If we were at the same realm, I'm afraid even I wouldn't be your opponent."

Speaking of this, the battle just now emerged in his mind. The various strange and powerful methods displayed by Fellow Daoist Feng were completely unlike those that a cultivator at the Hidden Knowledge Realm could master. Lan Nuo felt more and more impressed by the mystery of this fellow Daoist.

"Haha, Brother Lannuo, you are too kind."

Feng Yi laughed casually and said, "It's just the power of a treasure. It's not worth mentioning. If you can recover your full strength, my tricks will be nothing."

Lan Nuo looked at Feng Yi speechlessly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

If she recovers to her full strength, the difference is two. No, when she was at her full strength, her strength is comparable to that of a cultivator in the immortal realm. That's a difference of three major realms. How can they be compared?

After chatting for a while, Feng Yi and Lan Nuo went towards the two baby dragons together.

The battle just now seemed fierce, but because the battle process was so devastating, it actually didn't take a long time, and the two baby dragons were still there and didn't leave.

Seeing Feng Yi's figure coming towards him, the young dragon that looked like a unicorn was no longer alert, but instead showed some attitude of approaching.

Feng Yi touched its dragon horn, then looked at the stubborn young dragon lying in a pool of blood.

This dark brown little dragon seemed to be in a dying state, with wounds all over its body and its life force barely visible.

"Hey!"

Lan Nuo sighed, a trace of pity appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she said softly: "The Dragon Clan's Path to the Ancestral Dragon is really too cruel!"

Shaking his head, Feng Yi said casually: "Fiery fire forges true gold, and thousands of dragons compete for supremacy. Since they are born into the dragon clan, this is their destiny."

At this point, the image of a powerful enemy from another world emerged in his mind, and he said in a deep voice: "What's more, in this era, a new round of catastrophe is approaching, and hundreds of races are vying to survive. The dragon race has no other choice but to have a new ancestor dragon appear. Only in this way can they, who are under the curse and suppressed by the Heavenly Monument, find a glimmer of hope for their race. Otherwise..."

Having said this, he subconsciously stopped talking and did not continue speaking. Lan Nuo, who was attracted by the secret of the catastrophe he mentioned, froze in his expression and gave him a rare look.

If his cultivation had not been sealed now, Lan Nuo would really like to discuss the true meaning of martial arts with this fellow Daoist Feng and let him understand the power of a warrior in the Nirvana realm.

Feng Yi didn't pay attention to Lan Nuo's actions, but slowly squatted down, stretched out his palm, and placed it on the head of the dark brown little dragon.

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The mysterious power in his body was running, and black and white spots of light were flowing around his body. The deepest death and the most prosperous life were blending together, one was cold and dead, and the other was warm and vigorous.

The concepts of life and death achieve a balance, constantly interweaving, connecting the great way of heaven and earth, and forming a natural sound of the piano.

The melodious sound of the piano aroused the power of nature. The surrounding vitality automatically gathered towards the young dragon, transforming into gentle vitality to heal its wounds.

At the same time, ancient dragon patterns were faintly visible on Feng Yi's body, and a certain sacred and majestic aura emerged from his palms, blending into the little dragon's body and refining its dragon body.

From the moment the two little dragons appeared in front of him, Feng Yi vaguely understood that this was the goodwill released by the old dragon, or it was some kind of respect that the old dragon showed for him.

After all, the little stubborn dragon in front of him seemed insignificant, but in fact he had an extraordinary status in the dragon clan, and might even have a deep connection with the ancestor dragon. Feng Yi himself had a deep connection with the dragon clan, and had obtained the ancestor dragon's aura and integrated it into himself, so he did not reject the goodwill released by the ancestor dragon.

Anyway, he can use this to get a powerful Dragon King, or even the Ancestral Dragon as his helper.

Moreover, he had promised the Proto-Dragon that he would find a true descendant of the dragon clan for her, and the little dragon in front of him was a good choice.

The young dragon that looked like a Qilin nearby saw this scene, and a hint of respect and desire appeared in its eyes.

After a moment, all the wounds on the dark brown dragon's body were healed by the force of vitality, and its aura also changed slightly.

More importantly, the head of its ancestral dragon underwent a huge change and directly grew a dragon horn.

'this'

Seeing this scene, Lan Nuo was stunned and suddenly an absurd idea came to his mind.

"Could it be that this fellow Daoist Feng is also a dragon, or even an ancestral dragon?"

But the next moment, she instantly dispelled the thoughts in her mind.

Because she was sure that the young man in black robe in front of her was indeed a pure human.

'Haha, it seems that I was too narrow-minded before. It seems that there are still many secrets in this world that I don't know!'

As this thought emerged in his mind, Lan Nuo's determination to pursue the Tao became even stronger.

Even if it was just to better understand the secrets of this world, she had to go to the end of her cultivation to see.

Well!
At the moment when Lannuo lost consciousness, all the injuries on the little stubborn dragon disappeared, and even the dragon scales changed, taking on a sense of antiquity.

It opened its eyes, looked around in confusion at first, and then instinctively raised its proud dragon head, stubbornly trying to shake off the hand above its head.

However, the next moment, when he saw Feng Yi's figure and sensed his breath, the stubbornness in Xiao Juelong's eyes disappeared, and instead he showed a bit of closeness.

Seeing this scene, Lan Nuo exclaimed in amazement: "Feng Daoist, if I didn't know that you were a real human, I would probably have directly mistaken you for a dragon who had transformed into a human!"

"Ha ha."

Feng Yi chuckled and took back his hand from the top of the little stubborn dragon's head. He said softly, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, Brother Lan Nuo. I once received a gift from a senior of the dragon clan, so I have some connection with the dragon clan."

At this point, Feng Yi looked at the sky casually, then stood up and said, "It's over. The commotion here just now might attract ferocious beasts, and it's unclear whether the companions of these people will come looking for us. Let's leave quickly."

"Ah."

Lanno nodded.

As for the two little dragons, they naturally followed the two of them.

Given their current closeness to Feng Yi, they would not refuse to follow him.

After dealing with the situation around them and placing the belongings of the five treasure-knowing monks from the Changsheng Continent into the space they had opened up with the concept of a door, Feng Yi and Lan Nuo left the place with the two little dragons.

After an unknown amount of time, a rumbling sound was heard, and the Lion King Dragon's huge body like a mountain arrived here.

After observing carefully for a long time, the Lion King Dragon seemed to sense something. It opened its mouth wide, but just sighed deeply and then left.

Deep in the primeval forest of Dragon Island.

A black mountain range gleaming with black light winds and coils, like a giant black dragon lying on the earth.

In front of the black mountains, a young man with a determined look stared at the black mountains in front of him in amazement, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

Because what was in front of him was not a mountain range, but a black tree trunk with only half left.

There were three figures standing next to the young man, and they were actually three skeletons that could move on their own.

And on the young man’s head was a snow-white fur ball.

After a long while, the young man muttered to himself, "What kind of tree is this? Only half of it is left, but after it fell, it was as tall and wide as a mountain range?"

Just as the young man was shocked, a familiar clear voice suddenly rang in his ears: "That was once the sacred tree of the dragon clan, the sacred tree that reaches the sky, but it was cut down!"

"The sacred tree of the dragon clan."

Before he finished speaking, the young man suddenly reacted and subconsciously looked into the distance. Then, with an unconcealable surprise in his eyes, he shouted, "Brother Feng!"

Not far away, two figures, a man and a woman, walked over. The man was wearing a fluttering black robe, and the woman was wearing a misty white dress.

Beside them were two young dragons, one purple like a unicorn and the other brown like a tiger or leopard.

The people who came were naturally Feng Yi and Lan Nuo.

Coming in front of the young man, Feng Yi showed a faint smile on his face and said softly: "Brother Xiao, we meet again!"

(End of this chapter)