Chapter Five Hundred and Sixtieth Parting
the same day.
Zhao Feng proposed to Zisheng Remnant Spirit and Zhao Yufei that he would leave the relic space.
The third floor of the Palace of Relics.
Zisheng's remnant spirit sighed lightly, regretting regret, but not surprised and unable to retain it.
really.
Zhao Feng was in the Purple Saint Ruins and could no longer stay.
He has the will of death left by the "Death Emperor", and wherever he is, it may lead to death disasters.
If Zhao Feng stayed in the ruins, not only would he not be able to protect this place, but it would bring greater danger to this place.
The three external sects have already brought a lot of pressure and crisis to the Zisheng Ruins. If there is another top emperor, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Zhao Feng naturally did not want to see such a situation.
"Zhao Feng, if your bloodline eye pupil is really a kind of stubborn eye, then it is as unique as the eight gods."
Purple Saint Remnant Spirit pondered.
"God Eye? Uniqueness?"
Zhao Feng suddenly remembered that the wise men of the Six Wizards had given him the relevant divination.
The Six Wise Men had speculated that Zhao Feng's divine eye was expected to grow to a height comparable to that of the eight great divine eyes.
"Each kind of god eye is an innate thing that was conceived after the shattering of the ancient times. There is only one of each of the eight god eyes in the world, and it is the originator. The rest of the bloodline eye pupils of the same type are only some of the top ones. The thin blood of the god's eyes."
Purple Saint Remnant Spirit explained.
"Doesn't that mean that as long as the 'Death God Eye' exists, other bloodline eye pupils of the death attribute cannot become the same type of God Eye?"
Zhao Feng faintly realized something.
The Purple Saint Remnant seems to be reminding himself of something.
"That's right, the Eight Great Eyes of God, the rules concerning the origin of the world, each kind of Eyes of God can only have one at the same time."
The Purple Saint Remnant nodded.
"Is there no way to cultivate into a kind of divine eye?"
Zhao Feng felt incredible.
"cannot"
Purple Saint Remnant Spirit shook his head and said, "Ordinary bloodline eyes, no matter how much you practice, you can't cultivate into a kind of divine eyes."
Paused.
Purple Saint Remnant Spirit said meaningfully: "According to legend, if you want to have a god's eye. The only way is to kill a god's eye originator, replace its status, or directly steal the god's eye."
Stealing God's Eyes
Zhao Feng's heart was shocked, and he fully understood the meaning of the Purple Saint Remnant Spirit.
That is to say.
As long as the Death Emperor stole Zhao Feng's Divine Eye, he could become the originator of the Divine Eye.
"I'd like to remind you. Although the will of death on your body is isolated by more than 90%, with the ability of the Great Emperor of Death, you can still sense your approximate azimuth range, but it can't sense it very accurately."
Purple Saint Remnant Spirit said righteously.
"Junior understands."
Although Zhao Feng has isolated the aura of death will by more than 90%, the sense of crisis has not really dissipated.
Because, Zhao Feng only weakened the sense of death emperor, not completely isolated.
"Zhao Feng, you still have some time to prepare. You can take some of the resources in the Purple Saint Ruins at will. And the Death Emperor, it is impossible to catch up here in the short term, he is very far away from here, compared to Qinghuayu, I don't know how many times that far."
The Purple Saint Remnant said with a smile.
"Thank you senior."
Zhao Feng felt a trace of gratitude in his heart.
He entered the Purple Saint Ruins twice, and he received too many resources to help him.
Three days later.
Zhao Feng's spirit and spirit, and even his soul and pupil strength, have returned to their peak state.
Next.
Zhao Feng and the Skeleton Hall Master began to collect some precious materials in the space.
Of course, most of the materials are for the completion of the "Hundred Corpse Project".
"From now on, I can't use the bloodline eye pupil easily, otherwise it will enhance the connection with the death emperor. This 'curse of hundreds of corpses,' is an important part of my strength."
Zhao Feng attaches great importance to this.
half a month later.
Everything is ready.
In Zhao Feng's ancient iron ring, there are mountains of materials, some of which are for the Hundred Corpse Project, and some are other rare and rare materials that may be used in the future.
And this period.
The Skeleton Hall Master has successfully refined some cursed ghost corpses.
at this time.
The Hundred Corpse Project is sixty percent complete.
The Skeleton Hall Master basically returned to the state of the peak period, and the speed of refining ghost corpses was accelerated.
but.
Zhao Feng's specifications for the Hundred Corpse Project have now been greatly improved.
The cursed corpses in the corpse formation must strive to be promoted to the pinnacle of Allah.
The two dark silver poisonous corpses, after consuming many of the top treasure materials in the ruins, are even closer to the half-step Danyuan realm.
Zhao Feng's goal is to raise these two dark silver poisonous corpses to the venerable level.
"The material reserves are sufficient, and the goal is to be approached step by step."
Finally, on this day, Zhao Feng took a rest and exited the customs.
The third floor of the Purple Holy Treasure Hall.
Zhao Feng saw Zisheng Remnant Spirit and Zhao Yufei again.
"Senior Zisheng, everything is ready, I'm leaving."
Zhao Feng took a deep breath.
Zhao Yufei's eyes were clear of water mist, and she was a little reluctant to part.
When Zhao Feng was the "housekeeper" in the relic space, every day was full and fulfilling, and she felt very at ease.
"Zhao Feng, where do you want to go?"
The Purple Saint Remnant asked.
Zhao Feng fell into a brief thought.
In his heart, he already had the answer.
first.
Qinghua Continent, must not return. At least until you escape the crisis, you can't go back.
Again.
There is still a knot in his heart, that is about his fiancee "Liu Qinxin".
In my memory, that elegant and quiet woman, like a fairy in a painting, with a smile on her face, appeared in my mind.
"Dare to ask Senior Zisheng, do you know of an inheritance called 'Tianshengqin'?"
Zhao Feng said.
Tianshengqin inheritance?
Purple Saint Remnant Spirit recalled for a moment, and replied: "In my impression, in the southwest of Canghai, within the jurisdiction of the 'Floating Dream Holy Land', there is a two-star peak sect called 'Tianshengqin Palace', this sect is inherited, compared The side door is special."
Tianshengqin Palace? Partial door special?
When Zhao Feng heard the words, there was a hint of joy in his eyes.
The former owner of the Purple Saint Remnant Spirit is worthy of being the unparalleled almighty of all sects in the Megatron universe, with a lot of knowledge.
Zhao Feng already had some intuition. That day, Shengqin Palace and Tianshengqin inheritance probably had some origins.
"However, that is the memory of ten thousand years ago, and the situation so far is impossible to estimate."
Purple Saint Remnant added.
"Senior, can you teleport me to an area slightly closer to the Tianshengqin Palace?"
Zhao Feng pleaded.
When he left the Purple Saint Ruins, he wanted to start running for his life, and secondly, he wanted to stop by the world to determine the whereabouts of Liu Qinxin.
"Tianshengqin Palace is too far away from here, I can only try to send you a distance away."
Purple Saint Remnant Spirit said bitterly.
The next day or two.
The Purple Saint Remnant began to prepare for teleportation, and needed to use the spar resources in the Purple Saint Ruins to reduce their own consumption.
Two days later.
Preparations for transmission are ready.
"Zhao Feng, my willpower is getting thinner and thinner, so I can only reluctantly send you to the border of the 'Tianlu Archipelago'."
The Purple Saint Remnant said apologetically.
Zhao Feng was somewhat surprised.
The last time he teleported, the Purple Saint Remnant Spirit could send him to the Qinghua Territory next to the "Ancient Green Archipelago Territory".
And this transmission.
After a few years, the will of the remnant of the remnant spirit of the Purple Saint was further consumed, and Zhao Feng could not even be sent outside the Tianlu Archipelago...
"Senior Lao has it."
Even so, Zhao Feng felt satisfied.
Before parting.
"Brother Zhao Feng, why did you go to find the inheritance of the holy violin that day? When can you return?"
The corners of Zhao Yufei's eyes were flushed, and she was reluctant to part.
Zhao Feng did not hide it, and simply explained the reason for finding "Liu Qinxin".
"Liu Qinxin? Looking for your... fiancee?"
Zhao Yufei stood there, stunned for a while, as if she had suddenly learned some bad news.
buzz
An amethyst dreamy gate appeared on the third floor of the treasure hall.
"There will be a period later."
Zhao Feng stepped into the Amethyst Light Gate in one step.
On the eve of leaving, Zhao Feng found Zhao Yufei standing still, looking sad and hurt, very unusual.
That scene made his heart tremble, and there was an indescribable regret.
But the moment he stepped into the amethyst gate, Zhao Feng had disappeared.
"Yu Fei Yu Fei"
Purple Saint Remnant Spirit hurriedly called.
On the third floor of the Treasure Palace, Zhao Yufei stood there for a long time as if she was in a state of despair, with sparkling tears, which finally crossed her beautiful pale cheeks.
"For...why?"
Zhao Yufei's voice trembled slightly, sad and sad.
She caressed her heart with her hands, and her delicate body was swaying; that kind of loss, nameless pain, did not know where it came from
Although it is not heartbreaking, it is so long and endless, like rain washing the bluestone slabs in front of the door, after one spring and one autumn, it is precipitated in the years.
Count it up.
Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei have been out of the Zhao Clan in Yuyang City for six or seven years.
"Yu Fei, look at it a little bit. According to my judgment, Zhao Feng's fiancee, Qin Xin, is 90% buried in the inheritance."
Purple Saint Remnant Spirit persuaded.
Zhao Yufei's sobbing voice stopped for a while.
Thinking about it carefully, according to the usual practice, Liu Qinxin has not heard any news for so long, and most of them are already unfortunate.
Even the wise men of the six sorcerers have divination
"Zhao Feng looked for that Liu Qinxin mostly to fulfill his destiny, and he didn't want to leave a knot of guilt. You and his relatives, that kind of friendship, just didn't pierce that layer of paper, that Liu Qinxin can compare.
Purple Saint Remnant Spirit smiled and continued to comfort him.
Tears remained on Zhao Yufei's cheeks, and the meaning of sorrow and pain was relieved.
"If Liu Qinxin was already dead, that would be great..."
In Zhao Yufei's heart, there was a thought that even she felt ashamed and uneasy.
at the same time.
The edge of the Tianlu Archipelago.
At the point of entry, the vast and boundless space is filled with gray fog, empty and mysterious.
"Is this the Void Sea?"
Zhao Feng looked at it at a glance, but could not see the end.
The void sea is the space outside the island, and its material level is different from the land.
Being in the void sea, Zhao Feng felt that his body had no weight. Even if he didn't fly deliberately, his body was like a feather, floating in the void.
Gravity, air resistance, etc., are far lower than land.
Zhao Feng felt that if he flew here, the speed would be ten times faster than land, even dozens of times.
"The destination of my trip is another piece of 'Spiritual Sacred Land, an area ruled by the Cang Sea...
A piece of map information appeared in Zhao Feng's mind, which was provided by the Purple Saint Remnant.
But right now.
Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat, capturing a familiar and unfamiliar feeling, accompanied by a sense of crisis.
and.
The source of this induction is not from Death Emperor, but other factors.
Zhao Feng's complexion suddenly changed.
Only then did he realize that he had overlooked something.
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