The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 82: The Second Transmigration into the Ancestral God Realm

On the Changsheng Continent, thunderbolts from the blue sky continued to sound, and the thunder spread to every corner of the continent.

All over the continent, whether they were martial artists with high levels of cultivation or ordinary creatures, all looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky in confusion.

This is a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth that will occur when a strong person who has reached a certain level of cultivation dies.

The ancestral gods on the Changsheng Continent had long since perished. This was a strange sign of the fall of a semi-ancestor-level strongman.

Below the Devil's Plain, outside Paradise Lost.

Watching the scenes happening in Paradise Lost, the monks from various forces were going crazy.

Right before their eyes, their ancestor, the supreme god, the Buddha, the Heavenly Master, the leader, and the teacher were killed by an unknown little monk.

Xiao Chen.

This name, which used to be only known among the younger generation, is now completely famous throughout the Changsheng Continent.

Deep in Paradise Lost, in front of three thatched huts.

There was a book floating in front of Feng Yi, with countless pictures on it constantly flowing, like an illusory yet real world.

Lifelike figures emerge in it, as if each occupies a piece of the world within the book.

Among these figures, there are old Taoist priests wearing yin-yang robes, a majestic middle-aged man wearing a lotus crown, a Buddha with a compassionate face, and so on. They are the many pseudo-gods and semi-ancestors killed by Xiao Chen in Paradise Lost.

In the center of the many figures, there is a tall and majestic figure holding firewood in one hand and an ink knife in the other. He seems to be the center of the many figures, suppressing everything.

Looking at the book in front of him and comprehending the information contained therein, Feng Yi seemed to be in a trance, with all kinds of insights constantly emerging in his mind.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally came to his senses and whispered, "Is this the power of a false god that was created from the thoughts of all living beings by means of another world?"

At this point, his mind couldn't help but emerge with some of the power of faith in the world and those gods of faith.

To some extent, there are some similarities between the two.

However, the methods of the other world are obviously more mysterious. These false gods born from the minds of all living beings seem to be truly moving towards reality, just like real living beings.

'There is such great power in the thoughts of all living beings!'

'The Subconscious Ocean of All Beings'

'If you keep thinking about it, there will be a response'

'If it can exist forever in the minds of all living beings, would it be considered immortal to some extent?'

Various thoughts kept emerging in Feng Yi's mind. Just as Feng Yi was comprehending the power of these pseudo-gods in his heart, Xiao Chen's figure walked over from a distance.

"Brother Feng"

Before Xiao Chen finished speaking, Feng Yi's eyes moved slightly. He stretched out his hand and pointed. The book in front of him flipped and an inexplicable force appeared.

The next moment, a majestic middle-aged figure wearing a Jade Lotus Crown appeared in front of Xiao Chen like a painting in the void, and said in a cold voice: "Xiao Chen, give me back my life!"

"Original Heavenly Lord."

With a cry of surprise, Xiao Chen felt a chill running through his body and almost picked up the sword in his hand and chopped it down.

But the next moment, he saw a figure in a black robe not far away looking at him with a smile, and he instantly felt something was wrong.

After taking a closer look, Xiao Chen realized that the eyes of the 'Original Heavenly Venerable' in front of him seemed a little dull, and his figure seemed a little illusory.

Taking a few steps forward, and walking in front of Feng Yi, Xiao Chen asked curiously: "Brother Feng, what's going on?"

As he spoke, Xiao Chen subconsciously looked at the book in front of him, and saw the figures of the pseudo-gods and semi-ancestors he had killed before.

However, the eyes of these semi-ancestors in the book were also somewhat dull.

“An experiment.”

Looking at the 'Original Heavenly Venerable' in front of him and feeling the change in his breath, Feng Yi's eyes revealed a thoughtful look.

'It's obvious that his strength has not reached the semi-ancestor level, and it seems that he only has some instincts, but no complete consciousness. It seems that the experiment in the other world is far from as simple as it seems on the surface.'

"test."

Xiao Chen's heart moved, and he said, "Brother Feng, are you studying the birth methods of these pseudo-gods?"

"more or less!"

After saying this casually, Feng Yi waved his hand, and the figure of "Yuanshi Tianzun" re-entered the book and became a part of the book's world.

After doing all this, Feng Yi put away the book, looked at Xiao Chen, and said with a smile: "That's right, Brother Xiao, you have killed a half-ancestor with your knowledge of hiding. You are unprecedented and will never be surpassed. It is conceivable that from today on, you will be famous throughout the Changsheng Continent!"

Hearing Feng Yi's words, Xiao Chen showed a bitter smile on his face and said, "Brother Feng, please stop making fun of me!"

Famous in the mainland?

It’s almost like being hunted by the entire continent!

At this time, Xiao Chen could already imagine the hatred that the disciples of the semi-ancestors outside the Lost Paradise had for him.

If he appeared outside Paradise Lost at this moment, he would probably be rushed by those people and torn to pieces!

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen suddenly felt that his future was bleak, and thought to himself: "I can't stay in this damn place called Changshengjie anymore. I have to find a way to sneak back to Jiuzhou!"

Feeling Xiao Chen's emotional fluctuations, Feng Yi showed a faint smile on his face. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt the Fuxi Qin in his body vibrate violently.

His mind was in harmony with it, his spiritual perception was connected to the secrets of heaven, and his soul instantly fell into a state of emptiness and clarity.

He subconsciously made hand gestures, and an ancient brass Bagua appeared in front of him, constantly rotating, evolving into various blurry images, and vaguely a figure surrounded by purple air appeared.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Chen's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

But before he could open his mouth to ask anything, Feng Yi suddenly opened his eyes, with illusory gossip flowing in his eyes.

"Brother Xiao, I have something to do and I have to leave first. The rest is up to you."

The moment he finished speaking, Feng Yi stretched out his hand, and the brass Bagua returned to his hand, turning into a piece of debris.

At the same time, he formed a mysterious spell with his hands and whispered, "Merge!"

嗡

Inexplicable fluctuations appeared between heaven and earth, and the entire world of Paradise Lost became silent, as if everything had stopped.

In an instant, Xiao Chen felt his soul trembling and his thoughts seemed to have come to a standstill.

He subconsciously looked in the direction where the wave came from, and what came into his eyes was still the familiar figure in black robe.

However, at this moment, there was a mysterious mark between Feng Yi's eyebrows, shaped like a burning fire, like the light of civilization.

More importantly, Xiao Chen suddenly felt that the aura of the Big Brother Feng in front of him seemed to have undergone some inexplicable changes compared to before, with a kind of ethereal feeling.

This feeling is a bit familiar!
A light flashed in his mind, and two figures appeared in Xiao Chenzhong's mind.

Suirenshi. And the ancestor dragon.
Brother Feng, don't restore the ancestral god's cultivation to the human ancestor.
This was the thought that subconsciously emerged in Xiao Chen's mind.

On the other side, Feng Yi looked at the Lost Paradise in front of him with indifferent eyes, as if it were the heaven high above.

He only felt that his entire vision was constantly rising in dimension, and the entire world was completely different in his eyes.

'Is this the realm and vision of Suirenshi, the ancestor god?'

At this moment, Feng Yi felt that his mind seemed to be in a dimension that he had never reached before. He was examining everything about himself and the laws of the universe in the outside world with a completely new perspective. He even had a feeling of being omnipotent.

At the same time, the various forces in his body were instinctively reorganizing and transforming according to his current state and understanding.

The mysterious method of the Heavenly Monument, the Heavenly Eye of Yi Dao, the magical power of the gate and destiny, the fighting skills of the dragon clan, the great magical power of the six reincarnations, the two incomplete Qin Dao techniques containing the way of life and death, and even the great magical power that he had just created not long ago.
Almost in an instant, these powers reached a level that Feng Yi had never been able to achieve or even understand in the past.

But at this moment, these were just adjustments made instinctively based on his realm.

His mind was connected to the Fuxi Qin, and an unimaginable force merged into his body, making Feng Yi feel like he was bigger than the entire world. If he were in the past, this powerful force would instantly turn him into nothingness, completely annihilating him.

But at this moment, he was able to control all of this easily, and instinctively understood how to use it.

"Is this the way the torch is passed down? As expected of Suiren."

A sigh sounded, Feng Yi looked at the void in front of him, his eyes flowing with light golden color, Yi Dao's heavenly pupil reached an unimaginable level, Kyushu and the four directions of the world were all completely displayed before his eyes, time and space in his eyes seemed to have become special lines, starting from points, combining into surfaces, and overlapping into the void, the past and the future turned into a constantly flowing illusory river.

"Gate"

Gao Miao's voice sounded, and the entire Paradise Lost instantly became illusory. The void was stacked one after another, and special doors were opened one after another.

The next moment, Feng Yi's figure disappeared.

"what!"

After seeing this scene, Xiao Chen came to his senses and was stunned for a moment.

Brother Feng is gone.
gone
what should I do?
"Yah"

The little animal Ke Ke rubbed her eyes with her little paws, and a look of confusion appeared in her eyes.

嗡

Just then, a slightly illusory butterfly flew out.

"Zhuangzi."

Seeing this familiar butterfly, Xiao Chen subconsciously had this thought in his mind:

On Dragon Island.

Under the towering trees, the old dragon was looking lovingly at the young dragons fighting not far away. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and subconsciously looked in front of him.

The next moment, the void was filled with layers of void, and a figure walked out.

"Wind."

Before he finished speaking, the turbid dragon eyes of the old ancestor dragon suddenly widened, and he asked in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Feng, have you regained your position as the ancestor god?"

Gently shaking his head, Feng Yi said calmly: "It's just temporary. It's just to help you solve the dragon clan's seal problem."

"seal."

Before he finished speaking, a light golden color flowed in Feng Yi's eyes, and he saw the vicissitudes of the ancient city in a special dimension located above Dragon Island.

With a move of his feet, an illusory door opened, and his figure appeared directly in the ancient city, in front of the heavenly monument in the center of the ancient city.

Nodding to Suiren who suddenly appeared not far away, Feng Yi stretched out his hand and placed it on the Heavenly Monument.

嗡

The Fuxi Qin appeared above Feng Yi's head, and the melodious sound of the Qin rang out, forming a certain resonance with the heavenly monument in front of him.

The next moment, an illusory Bagua diagram lit up on Feng Yi's palm and moved towards the word "dragon" on the heavenly monument, trying to erase it directly.

boom

The Heavenly Stele, which was originally resonating with the Fuxi Qin, vibrated, emitting an extremely powerful sealing force that suppressed Feng Yi.

However, Feng Yi's heart moved, and the sound of the Fuxi Qin rang out. A powerful aura rose from it, resisting the sealing power of the Heavenly Stele.

boom

The sealing power of the Heavenly Stele was blocked, and increasingly vast waves arose.

The next moment, a new phantom of the Heavenly Monument appeared in front of the Heavenly Monument of the Dead City, standing side by side with it, suppressing Feng Yi together.

"Sure enough, as they are all things left behind by the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, there is a deep connection between the heavenly tablets. This method is indeed feasible!"

As this thought emerged in his mind, Feng Yi's mind connected with the Fuxi Qin. He took the initiative to activate the power of this magical weapon to fight against the power of the Heavenly Stele.

He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to collect all the engravings of the avenue on the nine sides of the Heavenly Stele, so as to complete his own Heavenly Stele Mystical Art.

The celestial tablets are scattered in various realms, even in the primitive heaven and the world of death. This is the only way for Feng Yi to collect all the celestial tablet engravings in the early stage.

Boom boom boom

As the power of the Fuxi Qin increased, phantoms of heavenly steles flew in from the void one after another, multiplying the power of the seal.

At this moment, Feng Yi's eyes were all focused on the flying shadows of the Heavenly Stele. He saw the mysterious carvings on the Heavenly Stele one by one, and comprehended and understood them with his current state of mind, which enabled the profound Heavenly Stele skills in his body to be quickly supplemented and improved.

boom

Until the moment the shadow of the sixth celestial stele fell, the seven celestial stele seemed to form some kind of formation, causing the sealing power to surge instantly.

A sense of crisis arose in his heart, Feng Yi's spiritual sense gave a frantic warning, and the Fuxi Qin also vibrated violently.

'Have you reached your limit? Forget it, the Seven-Sided Heavenly Stele Diagram is enough for now, don't be greedy!'

With this thought in mind, Feng Yi completely memorized the engravings on the seven celestial tablets. His mind was connected with the Fuxi Qin, which activated the strongest power of this divine object. The Bagua diagram on his palm became stronger than ever before, and it directly wiped out the word "dragon" on the celestial tablets.

boom

The Heavenly Monument shook violently, but Feng Yi no longer resisted it and quickly retreated.

The next moment, he nodded to Suiren, his figure became illusory, and he left the dead city directly.

Having lost their target, the phantoms of the other celestial monuments disappeared, leaving only the Dead City celestial monument falling again.

Suiren looked at the Heavenly Monument, and his figure turned into black mist again and merged into the ancient city.

Moan

As the seal of the Heavenly Stele on the dragon clan disappeared, bursts of loud dragon roars suddenly rang out across the entire Dragon Island.

On the holy mountain.

Feng Yi sat cross-legged, his mind immersed in his body, feeling the changes in himself.

In the book, the tall and majestic figure holding the firewood became a little dim, but a certain aura flowed through the surrounding pseudo-gods and semi-ancestors, which was constantly absorbed by the tall and majestic figure holding the firewood, causing his figure to gradually become solid again.

After contemplating for a long time, Feng Yi came back to his senses, withdrew his mind from the book, and countless thoughts turned in his mind.

'A false god, Hongjun?'

'Time is running out, it's time to travel again.'

Although Feng Yi's own progress in cultivation was not slow, this world did not give him any time to grow.

Until he reaches the realm of true ancestor god, he has no sense of security at all.

This time he is going to travel through time in the flesh, taking advantage of the different lengths of time and speeds of time flow in different worlds to complete his own accumulation.

As his thoughts turned, Feng Yi immersed his mind into the depths of his spiritual world.

There existed a cluster of constantly changing black and white spots of light, which sometimes turned into a Yin-Yang Bagua diagram, sometimes into a tortoise shell book, and sometimes into an illusory river of destiny, just like the origin of the Book of Changes, which was the basis for his travel through time.

The mind connected with it, and the next moment, this mass of things kept changing and became extremely high and ethereal, as if it was located in an indescribable special dimension, as if it was above the real heavens.

嗡

The next moment, this group of black and white light directly turned into a continuously flowing river of destiny, transcending the heavens of the immortal world and flowing above the real heavens and all worlds, representing the true origin of the Yi Dao.

Feng Yi's figure instantly turned into a ray of light, like a drop of water in the long river of fate, blending into it and disappearing.

"It shouldn't be such a bummer this time. I'll be traveling to a world as powerful as the Supreme One!"

Before losing consciousness, this thought emerged in Feng Yi's mind.

(End of this chapter)