Fengyunlu

The fireworks rose silently into the sky. Lei Gong was startled on the altar and muttered to himself, "What's wrong with this little Fengzi? Is Brother Feng gone?"

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Lei Gong began to suspect that it was Jinwu who was causing trouble. He thought about how his old friend had just summoned him with his divine thoughts, so how could something go wrong so quickly? He also thought that the True Yang Diagram was in Fengchen's sea of ​​consciousness, so he couldn't go there in person, so he had to send his Yuan Shen into the True Yang.

But just as he was about to act, his divine sense had just probed into Feng Chen's body, and before he had time to establish a connection with the True Yang Diagram, he felt something was wrong: "Although the fire has injured Xiao Fengzi, it is not too serious. And looking at the posture of smelting and forging, it is somewhat similar to my Lei Chi Body Refining. Could it be that Brother Feng did it on purpose?"

Thinking of this, Lei Gong was not so panicked anymore, but the Spiritual Fire was a deadly means after all, so he still felt a little uneasy.

So he withdrew his mind, but his heart was still in turmoil. Suddenly, he suddenly remembered something: "This brother Feng is the same. He doesn't know how Xiu Quehaili used such a method..."

wrong! !

This fire should be started by Brother Feng, so he...

Ouch! !

With a heavy sigh, Lei Gong finally understood the situation of his old friend. He had just learned from Feng Chen that Feng Chen's father Feng Wanlin was the spirit of an artifact incarnated by a true spirit. Although he had lost the chance to be reborn, he could still live forever in the world.

Originally this situation was acceptable, after all, rebirth depended on fate, but as soon as the Spiritual Fire appeared, Lei Gong's sense of relief was instantly shattered.

"Silly child, I am satisfied with just being able to have a good look at you. Why should I suffer from this spiritual fire?"

In the True Yang Diagram, Feng Wanlin had already pushed his beloved son away, but the spiritual fire in his body had not been cleared yet. Looking at his son's burns, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

Feng Chen didn't care, he didn't feel any pain at all, his eyes were full of hatred, and his mouth was also distressed: "No, Chen'er didn't even get to see mother for the last time before, now I can be close to you, this little bit of suffering is nothing."

As he said this, he was about to rush forward again, but Feng Wanlin blocked him in front of him with a soft force, and would not let him get any closer no matter what.

"Good boy, forget it. I know what you mean, but this spiritual fire is not something you can bear. Let your father help you extinguish it."

After Feng Wanlin finished speaking, he raised one hand and pinched the two characters "卯" and "戌" in his hand to form the Morning and Evening Art. A powerful suction force burst out from the palm of his hand, and then he bent his five fingers and moved his palm to suck the spiritual fire back from Feng Chen.

Feng Chen wanted to persist, but when he saw that his father had already started to act, he did not insist. After all, he understood that his father was already at the end of his strength, and if he could save a little effort, his spirit body could survive longer.

But just when Feng Chen was about to use his divine sense to help his father restrain the spiritual fire a little, someone suddenly interrupted the actions of the father and son.

"Young man, don't be anxious. There is no need to put out the fire." The voice came from the side. It was Jinwu who said that.

"Oh? Senior, what you mean is..." Feng Wanlin was stunned for a moment, his heart full of doubts, but as soon as he stopped moving his hands, before he had time to ask, he felt that the spiritual fire was slowly extinguished.

"So that's it!!" After saying this, Feng Wanlin released the seal in his hand and withdrew the suction force.

Then he used his divine consciousness to cover the condensed form of Fengchen, and followed the transformation of his primordial spirit, connecting to the surroundings of his main body, covering his primordial spirit body as well. While investigating this, he also turned his head to look at Jinwu.

"Wow, the innate spirit is so magical. It can absorb the spiritual fire to train itself. It's comparable to my brother's divine thunder body training method!" Feng Wanlin watched the spiritual fire completely extinguished and confirmed that his baby son was safe. As soon as he stopped talking, he withdrew his spiritual thoughts with relief.

After hearing this, Jinwu nodded with a smile: "Of course, the innate spirit is naturally favored by heaven. Unless it wants to burn itself, there is no way that the spiritual fire of others can extinguish it. If it is so easily extinguished, how can it leave its name in the ages and become a peerless thing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Wu took a few steps forward and looked at Feng Wanlin expectantly, as if waiting for him to say something, then turned around and looked at Feng Chen carefully.

Feng Chen then realized that there was someone next to him. Before, he was concentrating on his father, but now he came to his senses and turned to look at Jin Wu.

"Chen'er, this senior is the emperor of the ancient Golden Crow clan. He has something to discuss with you. You must treat him as a junior." Feng Wanlin understood and introduced the Golden Crow to Feng Chen.

Although Fengchen was a little confused, he still stepped forward and bowed obediently: "Junior Fengchen, greetings to the senior."

Just as he was about to bow, Jinwu waved his sleeves and supported him with gentle strength: "Little guy, there's no need to be so polite. In fact, I came here this time because I do need your help with something."

"Need my help?" Feng Chen was confused. He didn't know that Jinwu was just a remnant of essence attached to his blood. He thought that as a famous ancient figure, how could he need help from someone like him who had no meridians and no cultivation.

"Yes, I do need your help." Jinwu said, and with a slight move, he used soft strength to help Fengchen up.

Feng Chen stood up and looked at his father Feng Wanlin again. When he saw his father nod, he believed Jin Wu's words.

But he immediately thought that he couldn't practice the Mysterious Dao, so how could he help? So he asked doubtfully: "But I have a broken body and I can't practice the Mysterious Dao so far. It will be difficult for me to achieve success in the future. How can I help you, senior?"

After Feng Chen asked, he secretly observed Jin Wu's reaction, hoping to find a clue from his face. After all, Jin Wu was a famous person in ancient times and might know a solution.

At the same time, Feng Chen was still a little hesitant. Even if he could help, he would consider whether he should help Jin Wu and whether it was worth helping. After all, Jin Wu was an outsider to him after all, and if he wanted to help, he had to be sincere.

Jin Wu is such a powerful person, so he can naturally see what Feng Chen means. "Little guy, you are quite smart. You know to ask me for some conditions. Well, as long as you can help me realize my wish, you can ask for any conditions you want."

"Senior, do you want me to help you for nothing?"

Fengchen was actually quite smart, and since he had never been able to practice the Mysterious Dao, his parents had someone teach him a lot of mundane survival skills, including some scheming, just in case. So after hearing Jinwu's words, he also started to think.

However, as the emperor of the ancient race, Jinwu could see through this kind of power struggle at a glance: "Little guy, stop calculating. Since I need your help, I will naturally make some preparations. It's just that you haven't agreed yet, so it's not convenient to show it now."

"That depends on how you need my help, then I can decide." Feng Chen answered calmly.

Jinwu's eyes lit up, and he continued, "Okay, then I'll tell you in detail so you can have a basic understanding."

As he spoke, he exchanged glances with Feng Wanlin, seeming to appreciate Feng Chen's performance, and then began to narrate in detail: "I have already told your father about my situation..."

Changing the subject, Jinwu recounted in detail the disaster situation of Sanyuan Duanri and Jiuxun Nanli. After Fengchen heard it, his reaction was similar to his father's, with worry and hesitation.

In other words, his worry and hesitation were actually fake, which was completely different from Feng Wanlin's worry. As a father, Feng Wanlin must consider all possible risks from the perspective of his child's safety. As for Feng Chen, he felt that life was hopeless, that he had hit rock bottom, and that the worst that could happen was death, so he seemed to have a broken jar attitude.

But from another perspective, if there is a chance, this process of breaking through the impasse and avoiding disaster may be the turning point of his fate. Who knows if there will be any coincidences? So, when he first heard about this opportunity, he actually agreed in his heart, but he was just pretending on the surface.

The reason why he pretended to be worried and hesitant was actually to gain more benefits from Jin Wu. He felt that the more hesitant he appeared, the more likely Jin Wu would offer more chips to persuade him.

Although he didn't know what Jinwu could come up with, considering Jinwu's ancient reputation and extraordinary knowledge, Fengchen believed that what Jinwu would give would definitely not be bad, and might even bring unexpected surprises.

Thinking of this, Feng Chen said with some embarrassment: "I know everything about you, senior. But I am carrying a great hatred and I am in a hurry to save people. I may not be able to help you for a while. And my current situation is also very dangerous. I am worried that I will not be able to help you when you encounter difficulties in the future. So after weighing the two, it is better not to agree to it in the first place than to be unable to fulfill the promise. So I don't think it is easy to agree to it."

After saying this, he deliberately bowed to Jinwu to express his apology, and continued, "I hope you can understand these difficulties, Senior."

"Hahaha..." Jin Wu laughed after hearing this, which made Feng Chen a little confused, while Feng Wanlin shook his head and said nothing.

After the laughter, Jinwu finally spoke: "Little rascal, you have already agreed in your heart, but you insist on saying no. Okay, I will give you some benefits so that you don't always worry about it."

"Don't blame me. Senior didn't say anything good about me, so why wouldn't I think about it?" Feng Chen's thoughts were exposed, but he was not embarrassed at all. Instead, he expressed it more directly.

Jin Wu laughed again: "Haha, good, the smarter you are, the more reassured I will be. Then I will tell you the conditions, listen carefully."

"Please speak, senior." Feng Chen responded, and Jin Wu continued.

"There are two conditions. The first is to help you repair your sea of ​​consciousness so that your father can stay for a while longer. The second is that your father has already told me about your past, so this time I will help you separate the bloodline of Yun Huang and temporarily store it in your sea of ​​consciousness for future use. These two points are already the limits of my current abilities, so you can consider them yourself." After Jin Wu finished speaking, he stood aside and watched how Feng Chen decided.

Feng Chen nodded after hearing this, thinking to himself, according to what Jin Wu said, Dad can stay for a while longer, and Xiaoyu can rely on the bloodline to activate the power of the Holy Spirit in her blood. Although it cannot guarantee that she will wake up, nor can it ensure that her bloodline will awaken in the future, it can at least guarantee her life safety.

In addition, if my grandfather suppressed the old villain of the Demon Abyss and used the power of the general outline to stop him from causing trouble, then he could delay the situation steadily until my uncle found a way to save him. From this point of view, these two conditions were exactly what he wanted.

Thinking of this, Feng Chen was no longer greedy and agreed directly: "If you had said so earlier, I would not have hesitated. I agree to this matter. Please tell me what to do next."

Jin Wu's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he thought to himself that although this child was a little greedy, he was not greedy, and he always considered others, which was the most rare thing and was exactly in line with his own temperament.

However, when Jin Wu was about to speak, Feng Wanlin beat him to the punch: "Chen'er, have you really thought it through?"

"Dad, Chen'er has thought about it." Feng Chen understood his father's concerns. To be honest, he was also worried that this matter would involve too many things, but considering the most practical benefits at hand, he decided to put aside all his concerns.

"Okay, then you just be careful in everything and don't try to be stubborn in the future." Feng Wanlin just gave instructions after hearing this. Since Feng Chen had already made the decision, he would not persuade him any more.

"Chen'er has remembered this." Feng Chen nodded in agreement, but then he remembered that his father didn't have much time left, and sadness appeared in his eyes again.

"Okay, just remember that." Although Feng Wanlin felt reluctant, considering the current urgent situation, he turned around and explained to Jin Wu.

"Although senior has obtained my son's promise, I also have three rules. If senior cannot fulfill the guarantee, then what I promised will naturally be invalid." After Feng Wanlin finished speaking, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he seemed ready to take action at any time.

Jinwu saw that he was worried about the safety of his beloved son, and was afraid that he would regret it in the future and become greedy for Fengchen's innate spirit, so he responded: "Young man, there is no need to say more. This emperor understands. Don't worry, if this emperor breaks his promise in the future, then let the heavens be witnesses and let this emperor fill the gap for your son."

Hearing this assurance, Feng Wanlin felt relieved: "That's good, then senior, please get started."

Jinwu nodded, formed seals with his hands, and muttered something. A golden light shot out from his hands and went straight to Fengchen's sea of ​​consciousness. The moment the light touched the sea of ​​consciousness, a strange power wave spread, and the sea of ​​consciousness began to slowly repair. At the same time, Jinwu used a secret method to separate the blood of Yunhuang from Fengchen's body and store it in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Feng Chen only felt a burst of warmth, and the dull pain in his sea of ​​consciousness gradually dissipated. He could feel that his father's presence in his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be more stable. Feng Wanlin looked at all this and felt a little relieved.

After Jinwu finished all this, he took a breath and said, "Next, I will transfer the key information of Sanyuan Duanri and Jiuxun Nanli Disaster Bureau into your sea of ​​consciousness. You need to comprehend it as soon as possible." After that, he raised his hand and a stream of information poured into Fengchen's sea of ​​consciousness.

Feng Chen felt his mind become clear, and all the information about the disaster bureau unfolded like a picture scroll. He took a deep breath, knowing that his adventure was about to begin. Feng Wanlin watched silently from the side, his heart full of worry and expectation.