A useless start: seducing the demon king, controlling the divine beast, and torturing the crazy vill

After Yan Shuyue paused, she knew that this matter was most likely related to the master and him.

The Holy Lord did not miss the alert look that flashed across her face, and suddenly felt a sour and bitter emotion in her heart.

This may be the old father's jealousy.

But he also understands that he and his daughter have lost too much affection over the years, and even if they want to make up for it, it will take a long time.

After thinking about this, the Holy Master suppressed his emotions and said to Yan Shuyue as gently as possible: "Don't worry Yue'er, even if it's for you, I won't hurt him for... my master."

Listening to the Holy Lord's words, Yan Shuyue turned to look at Feng Wuhen again.

Feng Wuhen nodded slightly to her.

Only then did she release the blood-red coffin from the space.

"This is...ancient blood-nailed soul coffin?"

Even Feng Wuhen couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the blood-red coffin for the first time.

"Nailed soul coffin? What do you mean? Isn't this coffin used to protect the body from decay and the spiritual energy from dissipating?"

Yan Shuyue's heart skipped a beat when she heard Feng Wuhen's name blurted out.

Nailing the soul coffin or something like that doesn't sound like a good thing!

"This coffin is made of thousand-year-old blood copper. It can indeed be used to protect the body from decay and the spiritual energy. However, normal thousand-year-old blood copper does not have such a strong evil aura."

Feng Wuhen pointed to somewhere in the coffin, "Yueyue, look here. Take a closer look. Can you tell what the word is?"

The word "di" that Feng Wuhen pointed at seemed to be somewhat blurred due to the baptism of time. Only a vague "soil" was visible on the upper left and a long "inch" on the right.

Yan Shuyue's thoughts flashed and she caught something instantly.

She opened her eyes wide, "It's 'Feng'."

Seal, seal...

Only then did Yan Shuyue realize that the true origin of this coffin might be more complicated than she imagined.

Especially thinking of Huang Que who was still sleeping until now, Yan Shuyue couldn't help but trembling in her voice: "What is going on with this coffin, and what you just said, Second Master, that the Heavenly Tribulation is related to Feng Wuhen and my Senior Master and the others. If so, what happened?"

Is this catastrophe the real reason why Huangque suddenly fell into coma and fell into a deep sleep?
"Wuhen, how do you feel?"

The Holy Lord did not immediately answer Yan Shuyue's question.

Instead, he turned to look at Feng Wuhen and asked him.

Feng Wuhen was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what the Holy Lord meant by asking.

Then he recalled it for a moment, and carefully expressed his feelings: "When I first met this person, there was an inexplicable and strong feeling of rejection between me and him."

Yan Shuyue was surprised when she heard this. She didn't know that this situation existed between Feng Wuhen and her master.

So she listened carefully to Feng Wuhen's continued words.

"Just a feeling of rejection?"

The Holy Lord raised his eyebrows slightly.

Feng Wuhen shook his head, "No, if I feel right, there should be a little less obvious pull...like some kind of resonance?"

When he said the last sentence, his tone was a little hesitant, and it was obvious that he was not sure.

But the Holy Lord’s next words confirmed it for him——

"It's soul resonance."

Yan Shuyue and Feng Wuhen were stunned at the same time.

"Soul...resonance?"

"Master, what do you mean?"

"Haven't you already met him once? Didn't you see his face?" the Holy Lord asked him in confusion.

"This... At that time, my senior master suddenly fainted and returned to the coffin. Senior brother Feng... Wuhen did not have time to see my master's face."

At that time, when Huang Que flew down, his back was turned to Feng Wuhen. It was a coincidence that neither of them saw each other's faces.

Speaking of this, Yan Shuyue suddenly remembered.

She turned to look at Feng Wuhen and said, "Master, he looks very similar to you."

Feng Wuhen raised his eyebrows, "Looks a lot like me?"

She looks similar to him, and her soul resonates with him...

After a moment of pause, Feng Wuhen said slowly: "Could it be that...he is my missing soul? Is this what you mean, Master?"

As soon as he said these words, not to mention Yan Shuyue, even the little Kunpeng in her space jumped out in shock.

"What? That guy and this guy are one and the same?!"

"Why didn't I see it?!"

Yan Shuyue also wanted to know, is this true or false? !

Master is obviously a good person, how could he be Feng Wuhen's missing soul? !
However, the Holy Lord nodded and said affirmatively: "Yes, he is the missing part of your soul."

"The reason why the other party suddenly fell into a coma and fell into a deep sleep is because the meeting between you two stimulated the other party's soul body. It is an incomplete soul body. When you meet the main soul, you will either be attracted and the two will merge into one again. , or that intense repulsion that you feel, where the two cannot merge and meet.”

At this time, Yan Shuyue was completely stunned.

She never expected that this was the reason why Master, the old man, suddenly fell into coma.

Wait, that's not right.

Did she just accept that her master was Feng Wuhen's remnant soul?

Something was too fast, too wrong.

Yan Shuyue couldn't help but ask: "Then what does my master and senior brother Wuhen have to do with the advance of this catastrophe?"

Is it possible that their meeting caused the catastrophe to be brought forward?

"Yes, it's because of their meeting."

The Holy Lord really said that.

The corner of Yan Shuyue's mouth twitched slightly, feeling that it was a bit outrageous.

Feng Wuhen on the side couldn't help but frown.

"Do you think it's outrageous?"

The Holy Lord knew what they were thinking by looking at their expressions. After sighing helplessly, he said, "Wuhen, do you know where I picked you up back then?"

"Isn't it just in a world of ice and snow?"

Feng Wuhen asked back.

This is what the Holy Lord always used to tease him.

The Holy Master coughed sheepishly, "It was indeed in an icy and snowy weather...well, it was actually in the extremely cold place in the upper world, which is the real entrance to the abyss."

The Holy Lord pointed to the abyss and ravine on the horizon, "At that time, your soul was in pieces. My master tried his best to save it, leaving most of it behind, but a small part fell into the abyss and disappeared. At that time, In order to retrieve your soul, and to save my past, I jumped into the abyss with you and came to this Tianlan Continent."

Yan Shuyue subconsciously realized that the phrase "saving the past" should be related to her and her mother Yan Yingzhen.

It's just that she didn't ask any more questions at this moment, but listened to the Holy Lord continue to speak.

"But I didn't expect that after entering the abyss, the monsters in the abyss would riot because of you. The disaster that Tianlan Continent suffered today was caused by you. The moment you and Yue'er's master met again, He I can no longer bear your presence." (End of chapter)