Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Because of this, more than ten thousand years ago, human friars gathered thousands of Yuanying and Jindan masters to completely destroy the shadow clan's home. Only a small number of low-level shadow clan who had successfully controlled the friars survived. The shadow clan has always looked down on human beings. They only regard human friars as puppets, but the old nest is gone. They can only stay in the body of human friars for a long time. With the constant intermarriage with human beings, the blood of the shadow clan is gradually thin. Up to now, it is no different from human beings.

However, their desire to rule mankind and restore the glory of the past has never been abandoned, and they have been fighting for it, at the expense of their own lives and even their relatives' lives.

In this generation, Chu ling'er, a very rare psychic mystical body, appeared, which made Chu's ancestors ecstatic. At that time, they decided that Chu ling'er should never be allowed to practice and keep a pure psychic mystical body. They also planned to complete the spirit subduing battle as soon as possible. We sincerely invite the ancestors of the upper and lower circles of the shadow clan to revenge for the shadow clan. In order not to let Chu ling'er's psychic mysterious body be found, she was given cardamom Tianxiang since childhood.

This is because the psychic metaphysical body is the best one in the world of cultivation. It has outstanding talent, and any spirit can bear it. It doesn't have the consequence of losing rank. It only takes one month to completely merge, just like the arm command, as if it was the original body. What's more, you can refine the psychic metaphysical body into an external God, and let the second God hide in it, and become the second self completely!

However, if this psychic mysterious body is poisoned by cardamom Tianxiang, no one is willing to take it away, because it is useless to live to be 18 years old.

The old face of Chu's ancestor shows a crazy expression. The pain of losing his grandson is fleeting. He has more than a dozen grandsons. Although he is not as good as Chu Yilun, he still takes the hand and cultivates well. He will soon become the next Chu Yilun. Waiting for thousands of years, not afraid of 20 years, he can afford to wait!

Back in Baihua City, Feng Yimo packed his bags and planned to leave this bloody and heartless place immediately. This time it was a monk. Maybe next time it was ordinary people's blood sacrifice. Hundreds of thousands of people in the whole Baihua city would die and had to go! He just woke up, memory, not live enough, do not want to die!

In the Lihua courtyard, Ling Ya is dejected and tears silently for Chu ling'er. Feng Yimo wants to say hello to her, but she keeps crying, so she stops. She just meets her by chance. She lets people tie her up and send her to Blackwood city by accident. She once scared back the friar who robbed her on the way. It's Qing Dynasty and it's human. However, since we have come to Blackwood City, should we meet the people of the wind family?

After leaving linglihua courtyard, Feng Yimo felt that there was no place to live. He was about to decide to leave Baihua city directly when he saw two monks in blue Taoist robes coming to him: "little brother, please."

Feng Yimo looks at the wind mark on their left chest and knows that they are disciples of the wind family. Do they know they are here?

What he guessed was right. Since he set foot in Baihua City, Feng's family knew it.

In the south of Baihua City, there is a spacious space under the Fengjia courtyard by Mochou Lake. This is the forbidden area of the whole family. No one is allowed to enter except the owner and a deaf and dumb uncle.

A cone-shaped high platform stands on the ground in the middle of the room. There is a bronze mirror floating on it. The green light in it keeps flashing. One person's appearance appears at a time. All the people who appear in this pulse searching mirror are the direct disciples of the wind family, and at least have more than half of their blood.

The wind family used to be brilliant, but later it declined. There were very few real wind family disciples. Therefore, the former wind family leader specially found this pulse finder to observe the whereabouts of people with wind family blood after blood dripping and refining, so as to ensure their safety. In case of an accident, they can also help quickly.

On that day, Feng Yimo appeared in Baihua City, and the pulse searching mirror burst out a piece of red light. Dumb uncle immediately went to find the owner of fengjihui, but he did not see that after the red light, the pulse searching mirror burst out a piece of gold. Fengji will come back. After watching it for a long time, I don't recognize whose child it is. How can there be more than 90% of Fengji's blood.

The pulse seeking mirror distinguishes the blood concentration by color. Red represents more than 90%, cyan is 50%, gold is 100%, and Fengyi ink is just red. Such disciples are only skilled in Fengjia, so Fengji will pay great attention to it and arrange it carefully to find Fengyi ink. That's why he was late that day.

In the past two days, fengjihui is busy with blood sacrifice. He doesn't care about fengyimo. After he sends a letter to Lei Qiaoyan, he sends someone to find fengyimo, but fengyimo is gone. Therefore, fengjihui's disciples are here all the time. When they see that he is leaving with a package on his back, they show up and stop him.

Feng Yimo sighs and thinks that it's better to meet her by chance than to invite her. Since she's invited, I'd better go to see her, which can be regarded as fulfilling her mother's last wish. In his memory, his mother loved him very much. In the process of sleeping, she couldn't get rid of her clothes and took care of herself all the time. Moreover, at the most dangerous moment, she still thought about herself, left the chance of life to herself, and let herself come to Fengjia, which moved him greatly.

Although he avenged his father and mother, he always felt that he owed them a lot. The fusion of memory made him remember his childhood clearly. Her father Feng Yuliang is an honest man. Her mother always takes care of herself. Sometimes she holds herself in her arms and tears silently. Sometimes she says strange things. But she looks at herself with a pair of eyes full of tenderness, love and affection. She often said: Mo'er should live a peaceful life, don't step into the path of cultivating immortals!Young Feng Yi Mo didn't know what Xiuxian was. He looked at his mother foolishly. He didn't want to do anything except play. He was very happy!

He didn't see his mother looking at his back when he was playing. The kindness in his eyes turned into endless sorrow. When Mo'er rushed over, the sorrow disappeared and became kind and pitiful.

"Lead the way, please!" Wind Yi Mo put away memories, calm said, without a trace of panic. The two monks came here to practice Qi in the later period. Seeing Feng Yimo, a mortal, they were not surprised and appreciated. They didn't know why the master wanted to summon the young man in front of them. They just obeyed orders.

After walking for half an hour, I came to Fengjia, which is beside a rippling lake. The gate is majestic and tall. Two stone lions about ten feet high are on both sides of the gate. There are eighteen steps from the ground to the gate. People who come to the gate need to look up to show the status of Fengjia.

The two disciples of Feng family were surprised to see the master standing outside the gate. They quickly walked a few steps and saluted: "see the master!"

The wind will wave his hand, "excuse me, it's none of your business. Go down." His eyes have been fixed on the face of Feng Yi Mo, as if to see something.

Feng Yimo stands under the steps and looks up at the middle-aged friar standing in front of the tall wooden door. Well, it turns out that he is the early cultivation of the golden elixir, which is pretty good. With more than ten feet apart, Feng Yimo can clearly feel the feeling of blood connection. Is this man his father's relative?

He took out pieces of jade from his arms and stepped forward. On the way here, Feng Yimo took pieces of jade from the storage bag. With his divine sense, he took anything from the storage bag. How could the two monks find it.

Feng Ji will be excited, even if he doesn't do any test, he can feel that kind of family affection from the young man in front of him. When his eyes sweep the fragments of jade pendant in Feng Yimo's hand, he is stunned.

"Child, you are..." The wind will use a trembling voice, "who are your parents?"

Feng Yimo hands up the fragments of the jade pendant, "my father's name is Feng Yuliang!"