A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

Qingfeng looked at the dust in the coffin.

Suddenly, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

He actually felt sad, as if these people had been his closest friends.

He didn't know why he felt this way.

He closed his eyes and opened them again. At this moment, his eyes became more determined.

He suddenly said, "May you reincarnate and go. We will still be brothers in the next life."

He didn't know why he said such a thing.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the coffins were annihilated and shattered. Countless ashes flew up. They flew around Qingfeng and finally rushed into the starry sky and went away with the wind.

Qingfeng looked down on all this and actually showed a faint smile on his face.

He didn't know why it was like this, but he felt that these people seemed to be really free.

At this moment, three feet in front of him, a downward passage suddenly appeared.

That extremely familiar feeling became stronger and stronger.

At this moment, his head finally stopped hurting and he woke up.

He calmed down and looked at the incomparable darkness.

But he did not hesitate, because he felt that there seemed to be something very important to him.

He strode down.

Soon he came to the deck on the third floor.

There was nothing around, but in front of him, there was a cross, and on the cross there was a tattered golden armor.

You can see that there are countless scars and a lot of dried blood on the armor. I don’t know what kind of weapon and how powerful it is to cut the armor into this state.

The tattered state is completely suitable for its state.

But such a tattered armor gave Qingfeng an extremely familiar feeling, as if it was originally his.

Qingfeng was really confused. Why is it like this? Could it be that there is really a past life, otherwise why would he have such a feeling.

He gently stroked the armor, as if he was stroking his own child, his own skin.

Suddenly, an extremely weak voice said: "What a familiar feeling, is it you?"

Qingfeng was shocked, the voice actually came from the clothes.

Qingfeng: "Who are you? Are you talking to me?"

"I, who am I? I can't remember. Too many years have passed. I seem to have forgotten many things. But at this moment, you gave me a familiar feeling. You seem to have the smell of my master."

Qingfeng: "..."

"Take me away. I have been waiting for you for endless years. If I don't leave here, maybe I will be annihilated in the long river of time."

Qingfeng nodded, he stretched out his hand, and tried to pick it up carefully.

At this time, he realized that this armor was not as light as he imagined.

Heavy, very heavy, at least with his current strength of 5 billion jin, he couldn't pick it up at all.

The broken armor has such a weight, I really don't know how heavy it is when it is complete.

"Blood, I want a drop of your blood." The armor sent a voice again.

Qingfeng was stunned, and then he didn't refuse. He squeezed a drop of blood from his fingertips and dripped it on the armor.

When the blood and armor merged, Qingfeng instantly felt a blood connection with the armor, as if the armor had once been his skin.

His eyes shone with a scorching light, and something seemed to be stirred in the depths of his memory.

But that feeling soon disappeared.

He raised his hand and picked up the armor.

"Boom"

At this moment, it was as if the sound of thousands of horses roared, and Qingfeng seemed to have come to a battlefield, and countless blood poured down in the sky.

He only felt countless sharp lights slashing on the armor.

Then the light dissipated, he opened his eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Although he didn't see what it was, he could feel the terrifying power of those lights.

He knew that if he was touched by that light a little bit, he might be chopped to pieces.

Horror, real horror.

I didn't expect that the armor could still survive under such great horror, so it must be very strong.

"How heavy are you, and what's your name?" Qingfeng couldn't help asking.

A weak voice said, "Name? I can't remember it. Maybe you will know it when you put on the armor. As for the weight, it's very vague, but I seem to have a little memory.

Eight hundred and eighty-eight billion jin, it seems to be this number."

Qingfeng was dumbfounded when he heard this number.

He looked at the broken armor in disbelief, and there was some unspeakable emotion in his heart for a while.

He secretly sighed in his heart, what is going on, is this armor really related to me, then who am I.

He didn't want to think about all the weirdness.

But these things always touch your nerves.

Those familiar skeletons, the terrifying fighting spirit, the broken armor, and the most mysterious formation in his head, he didn't know what was in it, he was very curious, but he couldn't know.

The old devil and Ao Tongtian have been studying there for countless years, but these two guys don't feel tired at all, and they are crazy about it.

According to the two, they only studied the surface, but even so, they benefited a lot.

The two guys even said that they might have glimpsed a little secret.

Qingfeng didn't bother to pay attention to them, as long as they didn't bother him.

Although it was easy to destroy them with his current spiritual power, he was certainly not the kind of person who would betray his trust.

After all, those two guys saved him from danger many times.

If the two hadn't insisted on following him and helping him complete the arduous task of breaking the seal.

Qingfeng might have found a body for them to live in.

Without thinking about anything else, Qingfeng looked at the armor for a moment and decided to put it away first. At this moment, he didn't know if the energy of the drop of blood was about to run out, and he felt that the armor was getting heavier.

Perhaps it wouldn't be long before he couldn't lift it.

So he thought about it and took the armor into the stone jar.

He thought for a moment and put it in the wood room.

What surprised Qingfeng was that this armor could actually absorb spiritual energy.

Out of curiosity, he took out two fairy crystals and placed them next to it, and immediately the fairy spiritual energy floated out and was absorbed into the armor.

Qingfeng's eyes lit up, as if he understood something.

So he immediately took out a hundred fairy crystals and placed them on the armor, letting it slowly absorb and refine. Perhaps this thing could also recover itself like a big stick.

After doing all this, he stood on the deck of the third floor again. At this moment, it was empty.

But he was wondering where Shangguan Fengyun and the others had gone.