C703 Become a Master
C703 Become a Master
Going to the Immortal Realm from the mortal world was only possible if he was summoned by the immortal light of the Immortal Realm. However, that was only after he reached the Peak Of Mahayana Stage and transcended the Heavenly Immortal Tribulation.
With his current strength, it was impossible for him to ascend to the Immortal Realm. However, Lee Shaojun and the others must have other passageways that allowed them to enter the Immortal Realm without anyone knowing.
With his current strength, it was indeed a little overestimating himself to seek revenge from Yang Xiaojun. However, it wouldn't be difficult for him to find trouble with that Yang family or whatever.
As long as he disguised himself well, he would definitely teach the Yang family of Immortal Realm a painful lesson.
At this moment, a voice sounded in his mind:
"Little guy, it's a success. You do it!"
Yang Qiu was overjoyed and entered the Fengtian Hall.
Yang Qiu rarely went into the main hall of Fengtian Hall. This time, Uncle Feng was sitting in the main hall with Situ Benlei. Ma Zhenyi and the Six Brothers were kneeling respectfully in front of him.
Yang Qiu immediately felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere the moment he appeared.
Ma Zhenyi and Situ Benlei's Qi had become extremely ancient and heavy. It was as if they hadn't seen each other for a few months, but had been separated for tens of millions of years.
It was an extremely ancient feeling.
When Ma Zhenyi and the others looked at Yang Qiu again, their eyes were no longer filled with respect and shock, only a gentle calmness and respect.
When they saw Yang Qiu, they cupped their fists at him and addressed him as' Master '.
It was a very strange feeling. It was like an old man with a head full of white hair. He was calling a twenty year old young man 'father' naturally.
At the same time, Situ Benlei's body had also undergone a tremendous change. If it was said that Situ Benlei's temper was like a barrel of gunpowder that could explode at any moment, But now, he seemed to have become much more reserved. His entire body gave off an unfathomable feeling. However, under the layers of clothing, it was his incomparably sharp edge.
Yang Qiu suppressed the shock in his heart and sat down in front of Uncle Feng. Ma Zhenyi and Situ Benlei retreated.
S seemed to have become one with the hall, reaching a certain degree of harmony.
Uncle Feng sat cross-legged, his body still wearing the simple linen robe. On his face, there was a tiredness.
From any point of view, he was just an ordinary old man. He was not a saint at all.
Yang Qiu knew what was wrong with Uncle Feng's tiredness. He bowed deeply to Feng Faangya.
"Thank you, uncle, for your help. "
Feng Faangya smiled faintly and waved his hand. He said with a sigh.
"I also didn't expect such a thing to happen. You. . . Don't blame me!"
Yang Qiu looked at Uncle Feng and smiled. He said calmly,
"How could I blame you?"
"It's good that you want to go up. I don't have anything for you. Take Fengtian Hall with you. If you encounter danger. . . You can come back from another world. Don't worry. In this world, as long as there was a Fengtian Hall. . . You won't have to worry about your life. That monkey gave you three pieces of monkey fur. Don't waste it. When you leave this world in the future. . . It will be of great use to you. My Fengtian Hall. . . I can only guarantee your safety in this world. "
Uncle Feng pointed at the door and said with a smile.
"The seven of them, you and Hsu Meixing have all inherited the last True Spirit of the Human Clan's Nine Saints. This is the only place I can help you with. From now on, you have to take care of yourself. The hope of the Human Clan is all on you! Don't make the same mistake that I made in the past. I am the sinner of the Human Clan! "
Yang Qiu noticed that when Uncle Feng said those words, it seemed like his body was about to collapse.
He couldn't help but turn pale with fright.
"Uncle, you. . . !"
Feng Faangya smiled and waved his hand.
"Little guy, I am just a consciousness born from a True Spirit. My True Spirit has already been fused with you. From now on. . . You have inherited the Fuxi Divine Palace, which is the same as inheriting the hope and responsibility of the Human Clan. Remember, no matter what happens in the future, Don't forget that we are the people of this world, the people who hold up the heavens and support the earth!"
Yang Qiu's eyes couldn't help but turn gloomy. He had long gotten used to Uncle Feng's existence. If it wasn't for Uncle Feng, he wouldn't have been able to live until now.
Suppressing the grief in his heart, Yang Qiu respectfully kowtowed three times to Uncle Feng, then respectfully called him master.
Uncle Feng nodded his head in satisfaction. He reached out his hand and gently touched Yang Qiu's head twice, then said:
"Three Styles Of Chaos. It is the innate ability that Master was born with. Initially, Master didn't think of passing it down to the Human Clan. He only passed down the superficial knowledge of the first style of Sky-Opening to them. The Nine or Eight Mysterious Techniques of the Yang family have actually inherited the First Style of Heaven Opening. It's all my fault. If I hadn't been too gentle at that time. . . How could my Human Clan and Nine Saints end up like today? Child, I hope you can start a sect. Let us, the Human Clan, become the master of this world once again, and return to the ancient era. Man, God. . . The scene of ghosts coexisting harmoniously. Those immortals and buddhas. . . Let them go back to where they came from!"
Feng Faangya said in a simple manner. His words were not that simple. If it was anyone else who had said those words to Yang Qiu, he might not have listened to it, but to Feng Faangya, Yang Qiu would listen to his every word.
This was equivalent to wanting him to destroy the immortals and Buddha. What kind of responsibility was this?
To prosper the Human Clan and rebuild the three laws of this world, immortals should not exist and Buddha should not exist. This was more or less the same as reopening the heaven and earth.
What was Yang Qiu's current strength?
As for the matter of establishing a sect, Yang Qiu was naturally duty-bound to do so. He was Feng Faangya's disciple, Situ Benlei. Hsu Meixing and Ma Zhenyi, the Six Brothers, each of them had inherited the last True Spirit of the Human Clan's Nine Saints. Naturally, they had the responsibility to do so.
After explaining everything, Uncle Feng looked at Yang Qiu, his eyes filled with joy. After that, he clapped his hands and laughed out loud. His body became more and more unreal. Yang Qiu tried his best to suppress the sadness in his heart, but there were still two trails of tears at the corner of his eyes.
Uncle Feng looked at Yang Qiu and pressed his hand on Yang Qiu's shoulder. He said in a deep voice,
"Three Styles Of Chaos, it's not something that can be improved by hard work. It's different from the Immortal Dao. You need to understand the Hundred Forms of Three Realms, the emotions of the world, and the human heart. Therefore, it's the right decision to go out for a walk! Disciple, I'll go now. You must always remember. . . What you carry is the hope of the entire Human Clan. "
After saying this, Uncle Fang's body suddenly turned into a cool breeze and completely disappeared from this world.
Yang Qiu's face trembled violently, and he almost cried out. He looked at Uncle Feng, who had disappeared from his sight, and nodded his head vigorously. Then, he respectfully kowtowed three more times. He wiped away his tears, stood up, and walked out.
He looked at Ma Zhenyi and Situ Benlei and said in a flat tone.
"Let's go. I have something very important to tell you to do. "