Magic Punk

Xuanyi nodded, but his understanding of Ice Lake was far less profound than these old monsters from thousands of years ago.

However, now my sister is staying in the ice lake to slowly mend her soul. I don’t know if she will be affected.

He came up with the idea instead.

Shi Feng fell into deep thought after hearing this: "Mo Xiaojing, is there any precedent for this in history?"

Xuan Er smiled: "Of course not, because before Ning Xiner was born, it was impossible for any Lord of Ice Lake to let a strange soul occupy him like this."

Xuanyi quickly asked: "What does this mean?"

He vaguely grasped the key to the problem, but he didn't know where to start.

"Yes." Shi Feng replied calmly: "The prototype of my resurrection ceremony is the Ice Lake."

"It is also the Lake of Tranquility, the place where the ancient gods finally fell."

"Although he is dead, his body still has the wish to be resurrected all the time, even if it is unconsciously. While the ice lake condenses the remaining power of the end, it also forms a natural hotbed of life."

"This is where all things come to life."

"Jianying is a spiritual beast born in this place of resurrection of all things, symbolizing the spiritual crystallization of the ancient god Jiuyan. After that, more people by chance washed their marrow and cut their hair in the ice lake, and obtained newborn."

"They are the ancient saints Xiao, Xingxi, and you."

"If there is really a place where the dead can be resurrected in this world, apart from the resurrection ceremony I created by imitating Ice Lake, there is no doubt that it is Ice Lake itself."

"And Ning Xiner took advantage of the characteristics of the ice lake to create an artificial god from the remains of ancient gods."

Xuanyi finally understood what Shi Feng was implying, and couldn't help but bite her lip: "You mean, as long as there is a soul staying in the ice lake, she will slowly complete the resurrection?"

"With the help of the Ancient God's obsession with immortality?"

"Yes." Shi Feng confirmed Xuanyi's idea: "In ancient times, there were countless powerful creatures in the Forest of Death who chose to go to the ice lake to challenge the ice when their cultivation reached a bottleneck and there was no way forward. Lord of the Lake, and their defeated souls were not banished, but wandered in the vast ice field day and night."

"And if there really is a soul that can stay in the ice lake, then it can get a new body through the ice lake like the original Jie Ying Dansheng, which is the so-called body."

There has never been anyone in this world who can study the essence of life so thoroughly as Shi Feng. In other words, what he is saying now is very likely to be true.

Even though he was in an illusory body, Xuan Yi didn't feel his whole body trembling.

"Of course, please don't be happy too early." Shi Feng said: "The aging rate of the soul is much lower than the decay of the body. In other words, the vast majority of souls can survive to the world ten thousand years later."

"It took Jie Ying more than tens of thousands of years to condense her initial consciousness in the ice lake, and Ning Xiner, with the help of the ancient god's divine personality and human essence and blood, also took nine hundred years to condense her body. The process of gestation is complete.”

"Although your sister can eventually complete her essential transformation and become a god-like creature with the help of the ice lake, this time span is likely to exceed a thousand years."

"Resurrection that lasts for more than a thousand years only has meaning in itself."

"As long as my sister is still alive, I don't care." Xuanyi said.

"I said, to a certain extent, I am the same type of person as you." Xuanji said unhurriedly from the side.

Shi Feng did not refute and acquiesced to this statement.

There was an awkward silence for a while.

The person who finally broke the silence was Xuanji: "Since you are the same kind of people, I will keep the story short."

"I woke you up because I need your help now."

"Although it is possible to figure out one, two, three, four, and five just by reading the Book of the Dead, it is not comfortable to ask the author himself."

Yes, after all, the author can not click anywhere.

As Xuan Er and Shi Feng talked, Xuan Yi had roughly spelled out the true story of the matter.

At first, Shi Feng relied on the inspiration of Binghu, but at that time Binghu had been occupied by Ning Xiner, and he was obviously no match for Jie Ying as a protector, so he could only settle for the next best thing and borrow the power of the Palace of Bones. The resurrection ceremony of the Ice Lake structure was imitated, and because in Shi Feng's transformation, the bodies of close relatives could be used, its resurrection speed would be much faster than Ice Lake's snail-like resurrection progress, so it gained a lot of favor.

But this kind of resurrection ceremony was too bloody and cruel after all. Even Shi Feng, who was gradually influenced by the temple spirit, realized that something was wrong. Although he was close to becoming a demon at that time, Shi Feng, as one of the strongest necromancers in the world, also It was not comparable to his descendants Shi Qingchuan or Ji Beihai, so he notified Ge Sheng to deal with him, and sealed part of his soul into the Book of the Dead just like Xuan Er had done.

But later, Xuanyi was unable to interpret the Book of the Dead, so he could only give the Book of the Dead to Jiao Yue. In Qing'an City, Shi Feng, who was stimulated by the interpretation, slowly woke up and even said that he successfully escaped from the golden cicada, or Xuan Er There is some ulterior deal with him, or Jiaoyue.

In short, Shi Feng finally transferred his soul to the black stone, and Jiao Yue transferred it to himself.

"Does Jiao Yue know you?" Xuanyi asked suddenly.

Although this thought was extremely jumpy, Shi Feng still keenly grasped the context of Xuanyi's thinking, and then smiled: "It doesn't matter whether the princess knows it or not."

"What's important is whether I want to come here and see my old friends."

Xuanyi was speechless.

He had seen Xuan Er's methods with his own eyes, and the Shi Feng in front of him was undoubtedly an old monster at the same level as Xuan Er.

So most of the things Shi Feng wanted to do were almost arbitrary.

But Shi Feng shook his head: "I am different from him."

"He died at the peak of his strength, and received the most suitable spiritual weapon to nourish his soul as a sustenance, so he was able to maintain many of his peak abilities."

"But I am different. When I divided my soul, I was forced to do so in three ways. The Book of the Dead itself is not suitable for preserving the soul, so I can only be forced to fall into a permanent sleep until the outside world wakes me up."

But no matter what, the fact that you are the remnant soul of an old monster at the pinnacle of Taiwei Realm cannot be changed.

Could it be that I have two grandfathers with me so soon?

Xuanyi couldn't help but fall into reverie.

"We are really different." In this illusion, Shi Feng can really sense all of Xuanyi's emotions, so all of Xuanyi's thoughts are under Shi Feng's nose. The water is getting muddier now. The blond boy could only shrug his shoulders. Just as he was about to say something, Xuanji stopped him: "Don't say so much."

"Let's get back to business."

"You already know Xuanyi's condition clearly. I feel a little unfamiliar with this, but is there anything you can do?"