Immortal Emperor Returns

"It has such a strong spirit and soul. Presumably, the deity of the **** and soul attached to the King of He Gamble as an actor is in this He Clan Temple."

"No wonder, this gambler took all his efforts to bring himself to this ancestral temple of Hejia, because the spirit and deity are here."

"Okay, good. Today, I want to see, what is the spirit deity here?"

Inside the ancestral shrine, Lin Feng entered, and he felt a strong spirit.

The intensity was unprecedented, enough to make him completely sure that the deity of the soul and soul must be within this ancestral temple of He.

"Okay, don't hide in secret, come out."

Withdrawing his thoughts, Lin Feng's eyes glanced back and forth from several corners within the ancestral temple.

"Sure enough, it is Master Dong Anlin, the Ito family. I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

The cold laughter fell, and a dry and thin figure began to emerge slowly in the void.

This is an old man about sixty or seventy years old, with a giant snake hovering several meters around his waist.

Then, several figures appeared out of thin air, blocking Lin Feng's retreat.

"Island, Ninja."

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slowly.

"Six of them are forbearance, three are forbearance, I don't know, what is the reason for your Ito family setting up such a big scene here?" Lin Feng continued indifferently.

He knew very well that in this Hejia ancestral temple, there were far more ninjas now than in the corners. There was still more breath in the corners around them. These breaths were very weak. I practiced the Five Elements Immortal Body and felt a lot more sensitive to the breath, which is also difficult to detect.

However, with regard to these hidden breaths, Lin Feng didn't care about it. It was only two Shangren and dozens of them. He could kill these people as much as he could.

The only thing that made Lin Feng cautious was on an altar in front.

On the altar, there was an old man sitting there with a cross, and a murky and cold breath continued to emanate from the old man.

"Of course it is for you Master Dong Anlin, otherwise, why are you so cautious." The skinny old man with a cold smile on his face.

"Oh, the Ito family of the island nation can deal with me so painstakingly, you say, should I be proud?" Lin Feng continued with a smile, still full of disapproval.

"You have been the first to be treated with such care by the Ito family over the years, so you are proud of it!"

The skinny old man continued, this time, his voice had just fallen, and the old man on the altar suddenly spoke:

"Well, a few of you can step down for a while. I have something to talk to Master Lin."

The voice was somber and cold, like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Ancestors."

Several ninjas of the Ito family bowed respectfully and then disappeared into the darkness as if they had never appeared before.

"The ninja art of the island nation has its own unique and wonderful place."

After Lin Feng nodded with appreciation, he turned his attention to the old man on the altar.

"Master Lin, I think you must have felt the breath of spirits from the King of Gamblers long ago, right?" The old man said slowly at this time.

"of course."

"That being the case, presumably Master Lin came to the Ancestral Hall of the Clan in order to give doubts and find the answer?"

"Yes."

"Then please, I will explain it to you." The old man on the altar smiled with a kind smile, "Old man Ito Takeshi, founded the Ito family three hundred years ago."

Ito Takeshi, one of the most famous half-step superhumans in the history of the island nation, came to Huaxia to discuss martial arts in the late Qing Dynasty, almost defeating the masters of martial arts in the same realm in China, and was finally defeated by Long Aotian of the Dragon Guards. Only left dimly.

"I didn't expect that Dangdao Island's few extraordinary people, the ancestors of the Ito family, Ito Takeshi, would survive in this way."

Lin Feng heard the words, shook his head, and sighed softly. After a while of observation, he had completely figured out everything.

The transcendent person can have a life span of nearly 300 years, but the half-step transcendent person is the limit of 150 years.

According to normal circumstances, unless the last half step is broken, this Ito Takeshi will definitely not live now. Originally he was still curious. What happened to the ghost clone attached to He Gambling King? But I never imagined that after Ito Takeshi's death, he used this method to survive.

Abandoning the body and condensing the soul with the power of faith, the soul exists in this way, but it is just a joke. There is no way to compare it with the soul of the master of Yuan Ying.

The gap between the two is vastly different!

In front of him, Ito Takeshi, sitting cross-legged in the form of an old man, is in fact only a transfiguration of a solid spirit. As long as there is enough strong faith to support it, the spirit can condensate and transform into a human form, which seems to be nothing like a real person. two.

"Although my generation is flattered by the world as a half step transcendent, but only when we are in our realm, will we know it. Although the half step transcendence is only half a step away from the true transcendent, this half step is like a heavenly nature. Can't cross. "

"Since you are alive and hopeless, you can only try to make a breakthrough by absorbing the power of faith through the soul after death."

"Although this method is limited, at least it has survived and has the opportunity to be extraordinary. Moreover, in the past few years, I have been able to clearly feel the signs of breakthrough by absorbing the power of faith. As long as we maintain a steady stream of faith, Within thirty years, Ito Takeshi will certainly be able to transcend with spirits. "

"Moreover, with my years of soul-cultivating experience, after the soul has become extraordinary, as long as it continues to accumulate the power of faith, in the end, it will be able to reach that state in a spirit-like manner."

Ito Takeu didn't care about Lin Feng's whisper at all. He smiled slightly and continued one sentence after another.

He didn't find anything wrong with casting the soul with the power of faith and then surviving in the form of the soul, looking for opportunities to break through the extraordinary. Although the spirit will be subject to many restrictions, after all, it is a good way to survive the extraordinary and break through the extraordinary in the manner of the spirit.

"Become extraordinary with spirits? Soul cultivation? This is really a good way to deal with current environmental conditions!"

Lin Feng seemed to be applauding, but no matter his words or expressions, he was all disdainful.

Even if the innate state is not reached, it is necessary to use the power of faith to cultivate the spirit. There are too many restrictions. For example, Ito Takeshi, who once left the Jongmiao, must rely on the altar to survive, and cannot leave the scope of the altar.