Perfect World: The Holy Spirit of Perfection is actually myself

Chapter 95 Calm
It has to be said that in the series of events caused by Feng Lie, the butterfly's fluttering wings, the resurrection of the second best person in the world was indeed a big surprise for the True Dragon lineage.

Although the strong man was not very serious when he was in the Virtual God Realm, as the ancestor of the dragon path second only to the true dragon in the entire ancient immortal era, his reputation is known to everyone in the entire ancient ancient world, even among the top immortal kings. In the circle, that is also an existence that can be ranked in the upper reaches.

"Thank you, Tai Cang. You can take this severed horn and three dragon eggs to find No. [-] in the world first. Whether it is to help the true dragon's will brand to resurrect, or to find a way to restore the origin of these three dragon eggs, the ancestor Longdu has more say."

These were Xiaota's words. It seriously asked Feng Lie to help the real dragon and his offspring.

"I see."

Feng Lie naturally would not refuse. He cast a spell to absorb the entire small chaotic world where the true dragon's nest was located with the Great Dao Treasure Vase. The small world used by the true dragon to protect his heirs was very clever and had special formation patterns carved on it, suitable for these dragons. The gestation of eggs.

The broken horn was also carefully put away. After all, the will state of this horn was too poor. In the original timeline, it only said a few words before it exhausted its strength and disconnected again. Although there was a wind this time Lie supplemented it with a large amount of true immortal power, but it was not much better.

"To be honest, I don't have much expectations for these three dragon eggs. I hope that the true dragon's will in the broken horn will grow stronger, so that the true dragon will have a chance to be resurrected and return."

When the broken horn and the small world of chaos were put away, the small tower sighed softly. It turned into half a person's height and found a cliff to sit down in the vast wilderness. It seemed to be looking at the sky in the distance. , said out loud.

How much glory can the descendants of immortals, even the princes of immortals, recreate the glory of their fathers?
Just as few children of true immortals can achieve the status of true immortals, and it is extremely difficult for children of ordinary immortal kings to become immortal kings, can the children of true dragons fully reproduce the glory of their biological fathers?
That's too difficult!
Therefore, Xiaota actually hopes that the true dragon himself can be resurrected with this true dragon's severed horn. Even if this process will be quite long, it is more practical than hoping that the few true dragon sons with few origins in the future will reappear in the glory of the true dragon.

"I understand what you mean," Feng Lie did not refute Xiaota's words. He sat side by side with Xiaota on the cliff, his eyes becoming a little absent-minded.

"But you have to know that the real dragon never guarded the three dragon eggs so that his descendants could fight against the many immortal kings in foreign lands. In that state, he was just a father who hoped that his children would survive. "

Xiaota was right, the truly powerful men who could shake the course of history were never inherited by blood.

According to the original timeline, even after millions of years of guarding and nurturing in chaos, only one of the three true dragon eggs successfully hatched a young dragon. Moreover, the innate source was insufficient, and even the true dragon magic was not able to be used. Not learned yet.

But for the true dragon, for the dying father, it was enough that his child survived.

"Of course I know about the obsession of sentient beings, I'm just feeling a little emotional," Xiaota said in a low voice, the spirit in it seemed to be nodding, and there was also some ridicule in his words,
"On the contrary, you, a spirit of heaven and earth who was raised by nature and jumped out of a stone, has no children and no heirs. How could he have so many ideas?"

"Perhaps I was once an ordinary sentient being in the world of mortals. The Immortal King of Six Paths of Reincarnation believes in reincarnation and rebirth. To be honest with you, I believe it too." Feng Lie ignored Xiaota's teasing and shook his head slightly. .

"After a hundred reincarnations, perhaps many old friends may indeed return from reincarnation." Xiaota seemed to be a little infected by Feng Lie's emotions, and said in a low voice.

"Then try to live on. If you die, you will lose everything. You will have to trouble your old friends to dig up your remains among the bones." Feng Lie said with a smile.

"The wars I have experienced are longer than the total time you have been alive. You should remember this sentence, young man."

Xiaota also spoke with a bit of a smile, and then turned into a ball of bright white fairy light and disappeared from the end of Feng Lie's sight in an instant. "Master, did you really let that tower senior leave alone?"

Behind Feng Lie, the girl with double eyes, Yin Ning, looked at the direction of the small tower with some regret, as if unwilling to accept such a treasure leaving, she spoke softly.

"When it reaches that level, it can no longer be viewed as a weapon," Feng Lie shook his head and said, "A weapon that can reach immortality is better than a person. You have to remember this."

"Disciple understands." Yin Ning naturally understood that Feng Lie was trying to warn her, and quickly responded, "Master, is there any place you want to go among these eight realms?"

"There is still an ancient restricted area that has not been visited, but don't worry. After I deal with the group of people in the upper realm who have malicious intentions towards the Eight Realms, I will take you to have a look." Feng Lie whispered.

"Yes, Master!"

Feng Lie took the girl with double pupils back to Butian Pavilion. After Yin Ning became successful in her practice, she established a Butian Holy Courtyard in the deepest part of that ancient pavilion. It was not only a place of pure cultivation for her, but also an opportunity for future generations of practitioners.

In the days that followed, everything seemed to have returned to calm. Feng Lie's heart calmed down, and he began to meditate and practice every day, living in peace and teaching disciples.

The practice after becoming an immortal is very different from the practice before becoming an immortal. Immortality is a stage where one needs to constantly explore the path forward. Weak true immortals can still walk along the path of the Immortal King, but powerful true immortals walk the only path. They had no reference for the road ahead, and relied solely on their own abilities to explore and move forward.

Not long after Feng Lie became an immortal, the Taicang Avenue formed by the union of all his ways was the only road that had never been walked by anyone in ancient times. He devoted himself to studying and becoming familiar with this new and powerful power, and borrowed it. This becomes more and more powerful.

At the same time, Yin Ning, a girl with double eyes, did not disappoint Feng Lie. This apprentice he picked up at random was very talented. She was previously bound by the rules and environment of the lower world and was able to survive the holy sacrifice and become a god within a hundred years. Now she has With the personal training of Zhenxian, the speed of progress is naturally extraordinary.

In this way, time passed extremely quickly around him, and half a year passed without him realizing it.

In the past half year, Feng Lie also took the time to visit many scattered places. He looked at the ancestral land of the Stone Kingdom in the wilderness, casually taught him about the spirit-sacrifice gourd vine in Butian Pavilion, and also entered the Virtual God Realm again. That ancient and deep dark prison.

There are still 8 years left before Shi Hao's birth. Although the tide of the times has some signs of turbulence, it is far from uncontrollable. Feng Lie can feel the many details of this world relatively leisurely, and his life It’s also fulfilling.

Until one day, the news brought by Yin Ning broke Feng Lie's tranquility and leisure:

"Master! There are many powerful practitioners visiting outside Butian Pavilion. The leader is named Qin Changsheng. He claims to be the master of the Immortal Mountain in the Mysterious Realm and requests to see him."

"Qin Changsheng? Why did he come to me?" This name naturally aroused Feng Lie's interest. He opened his eyes with interest and asked.

"Yan said that he brought many leaders from the upper world to seek apology from the master." Yin Ning said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)