Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Feng Jihui immediately passed the Nine Astral Wind Mantra to Feng Yimo, and kept an eye on him as he cultivated, so that he could correct his mistakes. Feng Jihui felt sorry for his grandson who had suddenly arrived. He was already fifteen years old and had yet to cultivate. He had lost the best time and opportunity, so he wanted to make up for it with all his strength.    

    

The Nine Astral Wind Arts were divided into soft wind, light wind, wind, strong wind, strong wind, strong wind, strong wind, strong wind, strong wind, and strong wind. Among them, soft wind, gentle wind, and gentle wind corresponded to the beginning, middle, and later stages of Qi Cultivation. The strong wind corresponded to the early, middle, and late stages of Foundation Establishment. The strong wind corresponded to the early, middle, and late stages of Golden Core Period, the strong wind, and the strong wind corresponded to the early, middle, and late stages of Golden Core Period. The strong wind only corresponded to the Nascent Infant Period, and the strong wind corresponded to the Deification Period. It was the treasure passed down by the Feng Family, and it had a complete set of techniques. It could be cultivated all the way to the Deification Period!    

    

If all kinds of wind assisted one's cultivation, it would be twice the result with half the effort, and one would be like a fish in water. When one reached the highest realm, one would be able to summon the wind and summon the wind, and turn the wind into a    

    

What shocked him was that his grandson only cultivated for a short while before he felt the spiritual energy in the room gather into spots of spiritual energy and drill into his grandson's body. This was the most crucial step in his cultivation. By absorbing the spiritual energy into his body, it meant that his grandson's aptitude was excellent. He was overjoyed, as if he had seen his daughter's shadow back then. His eyes were actually wet.    

    

However, when Feng Yimo stopped cultivating, Feng Jihui immediately sensed that the spiritual energy in his grandson's body was quickly dissipating and disappearing without a trace. What was going on? Feng Jihui's expression was solemn. He reached out his hand to carry Feng Yimo's wrist. After a while, his face was filled with endless sorrow. He sighed. In just a short while, the spiritual energy in his grandson's body had disappeared without a trace. In just a short while, he realized that the little bit of spirit energy in his grandson's body had completely dissipated.    

    

His grandson was already pitiful enough. Without his parents, he was actually unable to cultivate now. He was very sure that his grandson's body was an extremely rare leakage in the Cultivation World! The so-called leakage was the missing body. It was unable to preserve any spirit energy. Even if one cultivated for thousands of years, one would still be unable to advance an inch. No matter how long one cultivated, no matter how much spirit energy one absorbed, it would disappear completely.    

    

The existence of a leakage was even more pitiful than being unable to cultivate without talent. He gave people hope, but it was forcefully shattered. All the credit he did was useless, and he would never be able to improve for the rest of his life. He looked at his grandson with sympathy in his eyes. His eyes were full of pity. Should he tell him this bad news? It was better to forget it. Let him live a peaceful and healthy life. Perhaps it was also a good choice.    

    

Feng Jihui stood up. Just as he was about to say something, a voice messenger flying sword flew out of the window. After he took it, his expression changed drastically. He did not walk through the main door. His body moved and turned into a wisp of Cyan Smoke, disappearing into the study room. His voice came from afar. "Mo, you go back first. Grandpa has something important to do."    

    

The voice transmission flying sword was sent by Lei Qiaoyan. The voice transmission flying sword hastily said, "Lei Bao and the 15 Foundation Establishment disciples of the Lei Family have all fallen. He did not dare to delay the opportunity and immediately rushed to the Lei Family. When he arrived at the Lei Family, he found that the patriarch of the Huo Family, Huo Yichang, was already there. His face was full of grief as he looked at Feng Jihui and said, "Fellow Taoist Feng, Martial Uncle Huo Zhenping, he, he, he has fallen!"    

    

Ah, Feng Jihui was shocked. Two Golden Core Realm ancestors had fallen at the same time. This was not good news. He hurriedly asked, "What exactly is going on? Where are the others?"    

    

Huo Yichang calmed down his sadness and said, "Yesterday, Huo Zhenping's martial uncle. He led his disciples to the cave to search for treasures, but he didn't come back at night. We all think that the cave is very big. There were many treasures, and it would take some time for them to come out. But the blood sacrifice ceremony can't be completed in a short period of time, but this morning, The disciples on duty discovered that Martial Uncle Huo Zhenping's soul token had shattered. Moreover, the soul tokens of the 18 Foundation Establishment disciples who had gone with him to the cave dwelling had all been broken. This means that they were all in trouble. "    

    

Lei Qiaoyan nodded and told them the same thing. The two families had a total of two Golden Core Cultivators and 33 Foundation Establishment disciples. All of them had died in the secret cave. That was why the two families had called Feng Jihui over to ask about the losses of the Feng Family.    

    

Feng Jihui was shocked, but he didn't know what to say. He didn't send anyone to the cave, so he naturally didn't suffer any injuries. But what would these two families think of him if he told them? When Lei Qiaoyan saw the expression of the wind festival, she suddenly thought of the flying sword transmission letter. Her expression changed as she asked, "Feng Jihui, Have you already known about this, and therefore didn't send any disciples to the cave abode?"    

    

When Huo Yichang heard Lei Qiaoyan's words, his expression immediately turned ugly. He looked at the Wind Worshipping Assembly and asked, "Fellow Taoist Feng, did you really not send any disciples to the cave abode?"    

    

Feng Jihui could only smile bitterly and nod. He said, "That day, I felt uneasy. I had a bad premonition, so I had all the disciples withdraw. Moreover, I was looking for someone at that time, and I didn't have enough people. Also, after I left the disciples, I sent a message to Lei Qiaoyan to tell her to be careful. Who knew that she did not listen."    

    

Huo Yichang turned to look at Lei Qiaoyan. Lei Qiaoyan nodded bitterly. He stood up abruptly and pointed at Feng Jihui. "Why did you only send her a letter and not the Huo Family?"    

    

Feng Jihui was dissatisfied. He said coldly, "It's my business who I'm willing to pass the letter to. If it weren't for your greed and greed for the Soul Seizing Pill, you wouldn't have died. No one can blame you!"    

    

"You..." Huo Yi was so angry that his entire body was shaking. He was about to leave. The Huo Family had suffered heavy losses. Not only did they lose a Golden Core Cultivator, but they also lost a Golden Core Cultivator. There are 18 Foundation Establishment disciples. Those were all core disciples. Their strength had been reduced by more than half.    

    

Lei Qiaoyan saw that there was a dispute. She quickly pulled Huo Yichang back and said, "The two of you, don't argue anymore. I don't know how many casualties the Chu Family has. If there are no casualties, it means that the cave dwelling is the Chu Family's plot!"    

    

Huo Yi Chang wasn't an idiot. He had also thought of this problem. Taking the opportunity to leave, he rushed towards the Chu Family Imperial Palace. Lei Qiaoyan and Feng Jihui hurriedly followed. They wanted to ask Patriarch Chu what the reason was.    

    

The three of them rushed to the Chu Family Imperial Palace one in front and two behind. Patriarch Chu seemed to know that they would arrive and was already waiting outside the palace. "The three of you are here. Let me tell you some bad news. My grandson, Chu Yirun, and my great-granddaughter, Chu Ling'er, have already died in that cave. Their souls have dispersed." As he spoke, two drops of tears flowed out from the corner of his eyes.    

    

The three of them were all stunned. The Chu Country's monarch had died?    

    

"Now that the Chu Country is under the command of Third Brother Chu Zhiqiang, we will need the help of the three of you in the future!" Patriarch Chu cupped his fists.    

    

Huo Yichang and Lei Qiaoyan looked at each other. This was different from what they had guessed. Currently, only the Feng Family was intact. All of them turned their eyes to Feng Jihui.    

    

Feng Jihui felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles. When he came here, he had hoped that the Chu Family would be perfectly fine. Who knew that the death of the king would be even more serious? There were a total of four families, and only the Feng Family had no casualties. How could he explain this?    

    

Patriarch Chu saw Huo Yi Changfa and Lei Qiaoyan's reaction and was slightly stunned. He said, "What? The people of your two families?    

    

"Yes, neither of our families came back. Both of us are dead!" Huo Yi was very angry. He pointed at Feng Jihui and said, "Patriarch Chu, tell me. Only the Feng Family has no casualties. What is going on?"    

    

The Chu Family narrowed their eyes. A cold light flashed in their eyes. Could it be that the Feng Family had found out something? No! Only he and Chu Yirun knew about this matter. Without a third party, it was impossible for the Feng Family to know about it. This should be a coincidence, but it was an opportunity. He could push all the blame onto the Feng Family.