Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Yan Gu and Zhiwucai looked at Feng Jueyu's lost face, and misunderstood what he meant, Zhiwucai thought he had said something wrong, and quickly persuaded: "Brother Feng, don't think about it, I am I want to say that even if there is no personal jade treasure, we can slowly create our own jade treasure, this is our ultimate goal, even if it is a cultivator who has been inherited, there are a few who do not want to become gods."

Feng Jueyu didn't understand what Zhiwucai meant, and looked at him suspiciously: "Create a jade treasure?"

Zhi Wucai nodded: "That's right, if you want to pass on your profound arts forever, you have to leave your own jade treasure like a god. This is exactly the principle of returning to the original, don't you understand it?"

Feng Jueyu seemed to realize something in astonishment: "Brother Zhi means that in the future, we will create our own jade treasures with our own strength?"

"That's natural." Zhi Wucai nodded heroically, but then he laughed bitterly: "However, this move is still far from what I'm waiting for, so it's better to face the reality for the time being."

Yan Gu also laughed, and complained to Zhi Wucai in a falsely annoyed tone: "Brother Zhi, what you said is a bit far away."

Then he said to Feng Jueyu: "Actually, we have always guessed that the gods have the ability to create jade treasures. After all, the inheritance of jade treasures requires the combination of profound arts and spiritual power to achieve it. But this is just a guess. Although there is some truth, but It’s not proven, it’s just a random thought.”

After Feng Jueyu heard it, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart. In fact, what Yan Gu and Zhi Wucai said was not unreasonable. Let alone the real gods, there are countless jade treasures left by the ancient masters. There are mystical kung fu rules, spiritual powers and supernatural powers left by them. If they were not created by them, who else could it be.

In the era of hundreds of races in the world, each race enshrines a great god, how many of them are real gods?

Little by little, Feng Jueyu finally began to understand the world. This is all because of Yan Gu and Zhi Wucai's endless knowledge of them. If it weren't for the two of them, Feng Jueyu would have personally After going through it, it is estimated that it will take decades to understand the true prototype of this world.

But now, he basically understood that the so-called Gods of Hundred Clans was just a respectful title for sages and masters, and few people knew whether there were real gods.

But this does not mean that there will be no gods. Maybe after the changes of the times, the gods have ascended and no longer miss the world, and maybe at the core of the grand plan, there are gods who dominate everything, but who knows?

If you want to explore the bottom line of the world, you have to bravely climb the peak. When you reach that level, you will know what you need to know.

Just go with it.

Feng Jueyu suddenly felt as if a skylight had been opened. At this point, he completely gave up the idea of ​​inquiring, and instead left his doubts to time to verify.

He bowed respectfully to Yan Gu and Zhi Wucai, and said solemnly: "The younger generation has been taught." His solemn expression first made Zhi Wucai and Yan Gu stunned for a moment, and then they were relieved. Does not comment on this.

Yan Gu sighed and shook his head, and said in shame: "It's a pity, we know more than you, but we may not be better than you." When people's eyes focused on Feng Jueyu at the same time, the bitterness became more intense.

Feng Jueyu can only express his helplessness, the key lies in his personal cultivation, and he has nothing to do about it.

But after all, the three of them are all masters who have cultivated to the peak of the seventh level of Lingxu, and worrying about gains and losses in their hearts is no different from shooting stars across the sky, which will soon pass away.

Yan Gu's condition quickly returned to normal, and he said to the two of them: "Now we all have the second dantian, and I am very confident that I will win the battle for the spiritual cave. There are still three full months left. Everyone, please work harder, I am going to find the spirit beast after three more days of breath adjustment, how about you?"

When Yan Gu opened up the second dantian, he almost lost his temper. He should rest for a while, and Zhi Wucai also chose not to go out for the time being, because he needed to practice a more profound method in Qinglian Huo Jue.

From this point of view, Feng Jueyu is the only one who has nothing to do, but he has long wanted to go out for a while. It is quite tiring to spend all day in the hut thinking hard about how to break through. Yu didn't want his cultivation to come to an end just because of a bull's-eye.

"Then I'll go out for a walk."

Anyway, the three of them planned to meditate together at the beginning of the retreat, but they had to do things like looking for spirit beasts separately. This kind of retreat has an advantage, that is, the three of them can hone their cultivation separately and at the same time ensure that they can take care of each other , in case of danger, they can quickly call for help. Until the last month, the three of them will join hands to find large-scale spirit beasts to hunt and hunt, so as to hunt spirit yuan and practice joint attacks at the same time.

Yan Gu's thinking and strategy are correct, but now is not the time to join forces.

"Then be careful yourself, just remember the two places I said you must never go to." Yan Gu reminded with a smile.

Feng Jueyu remembered those two places, one was the wild forest three hundred miles to the north, and the other was the Mojie Ridge to the south, where a 500-year-old spirit beast and a 2000-year-old spirit beast lived respectively, and they were forbidden places for warriors.

He nodded, and immediately left Honglu Valley, intending to come back at night.

Stepping on the golden sunlight that sprinkled all over the valley, Feng Jueyu wandered around the Honglu Valley. Now he can be said to be capable, and he is waiting to use the spirit beast to try his tricks. The sword, the earth escape, and the dream marriage formula can make him invincible in the face of the gods. As long as it is not the kind of old monster that has survived for decades under unintentional protection, basically it will be difficult to take his life .

Before that, he also fully understood the huge gap between the 500-year spirit beast and the 1000-year spirit beast.

The cultivation level of a 500-year-old spirit beast should be around Lingxu Realm, which is not too strong. For Feng Jueyu now, the appearance of a spirit beast like Bai Ze is basically equivalent to sending him spirit energy.Of course, the spiritual energy of this kind of spirit beast can no longer meet Feng Jueyu's needs. Although once the number reaches a considerable level, it can also increase the effect of internal energy, but due to the urgency of time, he has no time to spend 500 years. wasted on the beast.

The number of spirit beasts here is said to be a lot, but it is also a vague quantifier in comparison. At least Feng Jueyu knew that he hadn't seen them when he came here, and there were not many.

The 1000-year-old spirit beast is even rarer, but this kind of spirit beast is bound to become the three of them's must-seek goals. After all, in the battle of life and death, anything can happen, but this is exactly what Feng Jueyu needs.

Turning around at the bottom of the valley, after about half a day, the purpose is to familiarize yourself with the terrain, so that you can easily go out and find the way back to Honglu Valley. After counting the time, Feng Jueyu knows that there may be no way tonight He went back, maybe this trip will take a few days, he didn't go back to inform Zhi Wucai and Yan Gu, after all he is not a child, if he encounters troubles that cannot be solved among the three, he will send Yan Gu and Zhi Gu It's useless to pull Wucai into the water.

So he made up his mind to look for the spirit beast first...

There was no trace of fireworks in the secluded valley, so Feng Jueyu sometimes wandered and sometimes flew through the secluded forest, looking for traces of spirit beasts.

For two days in a row, Feng Jueyu failed to find any traces of the spirit beast, which made him a little angry, but such a waste of time makes people feel distressed. Could it be said that "many" means based on "none" of it?If this is the case, what's the point of looking for it, even if you give me a 500-year-old spirit beast, at least you can try to practice the Nether Mysterious Art to see if the dying person can get a soul and a soul, and then Rescue Huang Tianjue.

Just as Feng Jueyu was complaining, maybe God heard the sad voice and was moved, a roar that resounded through the mountains and forests came from the woods not far away.

"Roar!"

Feng Jueyu was sitting by the tree and was resting by himself. Hearing the roar of the beast, his first thought was excitement. It turns out that prayer can also make God hear his inner voice. I really thank God.

Subconsciously, Feng Jueyu jumped up to the old height, and a silver light suddenly appeared under his feet, and the two points and one line turned into a cloud of wind and sand and blew past.

The spirit of Wansha's movement brought flying sand and rocks and shot towards the direction of the sound. The speed was as fast as a hungry ghost who hadn't eaten for a few days and suddenly saw meatloaf.

The distance of thousands of meters disappeared in the blink of an eye, Feng Jueyu came to the outer edge of the sound source, took a look, and saw a huge tiger crawling in the forest, facing three purple leopards Embody the majesty of the king of the jungle.

The tiger is huge, more than ten feet high, and the purple colorful patterns all over the body are smooth and beautiful like flowing water and clouds. It seems to be burning a mass of purple fire, and the breath of this tiger is also mixed with the aura of fire spirit and divine power.It should be a spirit beast whose five elements attribute is fire.

The tiger's head is like a fight, and a "king" pattern is in the middle, showing the majesty of the king. The four tiger claws are tightly grasping the ground, revealing a silver light that is as sharp as a dagger. The air made a crackling sound, and sometimes it was blown on the trees with the thickness of the mouth of the bowl, and the small trees broke down in an instant, with indescribable arrogance.

"What a tiger."

Feng Jueyu applauded resolutely, and did not rush out. Under the threat of the tiger, the three unwilling leopards showed extremely fearful expressions, crawled on the ground in fear, and retreated slowly.

This is obviously a good show of the tiger king's deterrence. The three leopards were defeated, and they didn't even dare to offend the tiger king's prestige, so they left very quickly.

Feng Jueyu only took one look, and immediately turned his target to the purple-haired tiger king. Relying on his perception of the tiger king's aura, he was sure that it was a spirit beast that had been cultivated for a thousand years.