Rebirth of the Supreme Celestial Being

"Impossible." Feng Jingyu shook his head and said, "I know this Yin Yan. The outside is black and silver, and the inside is blue. It's completely different from my Phoenix Divine Fire, but it has the same effects as me. I have used the Phoenix Divine Fire to compare with this Yin Huo before, and I am on par with the other party, so I have a deep memory.

The phoenix divine fire represents the light and eliminates all the evils in the world, while the flame of the palm of the yin flame represents the opposite of the light, the yin bird cannot do it.

Yan Tianhen was stunned for a moment, and said, "If this is not called Yinyanzhang, what should it be called?"

Feng Jingyu said: "This whole set of exercises should be named "Eighteen Prisons of the Underworld". It is the supreme Tianzi-level exercises of the Demon Race. It has always been in the hands of Demon Venerable Netherworld before. Yin Flame Palm is only one of them. A set of palm techniques, and it is at the i level. Your cultivation base is not high enough now, so you can't see the following techniques, so that you regard "Yin Flame Palm" as the whole set of techniques...

Speaking of this, Feng Jingyu took a deep breath. He couldn't help but stared at Yan Tianhen, who was also shocked, and said, "Is it possible that the person who gave you this set of secrets is this fellow?"

Yan Tianhen had the same guess, but after he calmed down and thought carefully, he shook his head hurriedly and said, "This is unlikely."

"Why not?" Feng Jingyu thought the more he thought about it, the more he felt suspicious, and said, "It must be You Ming who came in person. His careful and stingy temperament will definitely not hand over the crucial "18 Prisons of the Underworld". Give it to others, and let others pass it on to you.

Yan Tianhen rubbed his hands with each other, and whispered, "If he is in the Nine Realms and has been killed by someone, then is "The Eighteenth Prison of the Underworld" robbed by someone else?"

"Let’s not talk about whether the Nether Demon Lord, who is full of ghost ideas, will be killed so easily. Even so, the other people tried their best to snatch the "Eighteen Hells of the Underworld", but they just want to go to the Wuzhou Continent. Hand it to you, do you think he is full and has nothing to do to entertain you?" Feng Jingyu rolled his eyes silently and said, "Besides, he is your father anyway, so you can't look forward to it. How is he?"

Yan Tianhen said sadly: "But if he really is my father, why would he recognize me and even deliberately contact me, but he doesn't want to recognize me?"

Feng Jingyu opened his beak and was speechless.

He is not Netherworld, and he also wondered why Netherworld would not tell him if he really came to Wuzhou and came to Yan Tianhen.

Although he has lived for hundreds of years, he has never been a father to others. Naturally, he can't feel the complex thoughts of Netherworld that desires but dare not recognize each other.

With red eyes, Yan Tianhen silently found a sturdy tree and sat on the ground leaning on the trunk. His mouth was slightly pursed, and his face was so aggrieved that he couldn't do it.

Seeing him like this, Feng Jingyu couldn't stop his guilty conscience. He regretted that his mouth was too quick, just thinking about picking Nether out quickly, but ignored Yan Tianhen's thoughts.

Feng Jingyu hopped to Yan Tianhen’s knees, looked at him with her neck up, and tweeted a few times, and said, “Think about it, it’s not impossible that Netherworld has already died. Maybe it’s someone else. After killing him for the treasure, come to amuse you."

Yan Tianhen immediately angered: "Don't curse him, your father is dead!"

Feng Jingyu was stunned for a moment, and said aggrieved: "My father is indeed dead."

Yan Tianhen: "..."

Yan Tianhen and Feng Jingyu looked at each other, and suddenly felt sympathy for the same illness.

Yan Tianhen reached out and touched Feng Jingyu's head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't deliberately poke your sore spot."

Feng Jingyu pecked at his hand, and said disapprovingly: "What is itchy, it's no big deal without a father or a mother. In this world, there are more people who are more miserable than me. And, I know me. My parents had to leave me for the sake of all these beings. They did not love me, but used another method to protect me and stay with me."

There was a feeling of envy in Yan Tianhen's heart. He looked at Feng Jingyu with a little jealousy, pretending to smile lightly, and said, "My father... But because he didn't want me, he sent someone to chase him. Kill me, you are much happier than me."

At least Maomao's parents love him very much.

Feng Jingyu jumped onto Yan Tianhen's shoulder and said, "Yan Chonghua doesn't necessarily want you. It's true that he has been indifferent to you over the years, and will not let anyone mention your existence. Secretly, he has been asking me to find your whereabouts."

Yan Tianhen turned his head, a pair of black squiggly eyes-staring at Feng Jingyu without blinking.

Feng Jingyu tilted his head and said, "Yan Chonghua, he's a special sorrowful person, special will pretend to be. When he first came to me, I laughed at him. Later I asked him why he didn't send his crow to kill him. The legion went to look for your traces. He explained that if people know that he is looking for you, more people will be sent to look for your traces, and many people in Ziditian are staring at his every move, Yan The clan forces of the family are also trying their best to grab his handle. How can a person like Yan Chonghua show such a big tail for others to grab?"

"But even so, it can't obliterate the fact that he sent someone to kill me when I was born." Yan Tianhen's expression was rather cold.

He touched his face, and the uneven scars on it reminded him all the time, what kind of painful life he had experienced in the childhood memory that he no longer existed.

Feng Jingyu rubbed his furry head against the back of Yan Tianhen's hand, tweeted, and said, "Back then... it didn't necessarily mean that Yan Chonghua really wanted to chase you."

Yan Tianhen was stunned for a moment, and said, "Is it possible that there is still a secret?"

Feng Jingyu shook his head and said, "I was not there at the time, and I don't know. I was in the northern realm at that time. When I knew that the Peeping Family had shamelessly pitted you, Nether had already taken you away. Later, I went to the Demon Realm to look for Netherworld in Jihouhouhoudi. Without saying a few words with Netherworld, the group of people killed by the crows arrived. I hurriedly combined with Netherworld and threw you to it. Su Mo, Su Mo took you away, and no one saw you and Su Mo again.

Feng Jingyu took a sigh of relief and continued: "Netherworld was seriously injured during the battle with the Crow Killer, but the Crow Killer didn’t know what new orders he received, so he stopped and retreated at a critical time. Netherworld was seriously injured in a retreat for three years. Years later, he went to the Zidi Tiandu to find Yan Chonghua's troubles. He disturbed a marriage of Yan Chonghua, almost killed Yan Chonghua's concubine, and also disturbed the Zidi Tiandu. After the chicken and dog were restless, they patted their butt and disappeared completely. At that time, I was still doing other things in the northern world. When the news reached my ears, Nether had completely disappeared, and even I could not find him. Where to go."

Yan Tianhen’s gaze fell on like a guard, holding a bamboo spear, standing upright not far away and leading them out of the guard, couldn’t help saying, “You said you didn’t recognize A Gu before, you are a Westerner. The Lord of the Realm, but even Huihui will appear in the Northern Realm, he must have been chasing my Agu.

Feng Jingyu slapped his wing on Yan Tianhen's face.He said in an angry voice: "You bastard, this king comforts you kindly and reveals so much important news to you, but you still want to bury this king, you are too much!" Yan Tianhen touched it. Nose, whispered: "Is it right? You know in your heart." Feng Jingyu was a little upset, and said, "I won't pay attention to you again."

Yan Tianhen grabbed Feng Jingyu who was about to fly away, and put the fluffy lanugo on his head, and said, "Maomao, how come you have lived for so many years, you still look like a child, and your temper is bigger than me."

Feng Jingyu snorted, and said confidently: "This king is still in the chick stage, still a baby!"

Yan Tianhen: "..."

He was speechless.

Feng Jingyu went to get together with Ling Chigu again, chattering around Ling Chigu, like a follower.

Ling Chigu recently launched a killing precept on the hunting peak. Like a fish in the water, he killed many monsters and beasts clean. At the same time, he was able to absorb the Yin Qi in these corpses on his own and turn them into his own use. Power, control these lower-level corpses that died in his hands.

In less than a month, Ling Chi Bone's cultivation has improved a lot, and his movements have become more flexible.

Yan Tianhen received the benefits of Ling Chigu's feedback. Before he knew it, his cultivation level also improved. He also had a deeper understanding of the corpse technique. He suddenly understood that the essence of the corpse was not in the use of Gu. Insect control, the most important thing is to be able to control the dead and yin in those dead bodies.

Although actual combat is important, perception and understanding are equally important. After Yan Tianhen figured out these key points, he practiced daily on the hunting peak how to control the dead corpses who had not established a contract with him.

Yan Tianhen was born with strong Yin Qi in his body, coupled with the nature of the demon, within a few days, he mastered the method of controlling the dead body to attack the monster.

Soon after, Lin Xuanzhi went out of the gate of Fengliya for a short time and came to Broken Sword Peak.Look for Yan Tianhen.

I searched the Lingtian and Bamboo House, but did not see Yan Tianhen's trace, Lin Xuanzhi knew that he was going to the Hunting Peak.

Lin Xuanzhi's sword came to the hunting peak, and when he found Yan Tianhen, he was fighting Ling Chigu.

Ling Chigu is different from other corpse puppets. He and Yan Tianhen have established a master-servant contract. Even if Yan Tianhen's corpse skills are not well practiced, Ling Chigu can fully understand Yan Tianhen. Command, and his command will not give rise to any antagonism.

Ling Chigu still has the bamboo spear in his hand. It is swiftly and neatly waved, without any elegance at all. However, people with a discerning eye only need to look at this trick, and they will know that this is a trick style used on the battlefield. .

Holding a silver-black fire whip in his hand, Yan Tianhen played against Ling Chigu in a decent way, but he didn't lose the wind.

One inch long, one inch strong, Ling Chi Bone did not take long to find a loophole in Yan Tianhen's moves, and he put the bamboo spear on Yan Tianhen's neck.

At the same time, Yan Tianhen's whip was like a snake, wrapped around Ling Chibone's bamboo spear, but he was a little slower.

Ling Chigu did not continue to move, but loosened the bamboo spear that had been burned out, leaving the bamboo spear to be burned to ashes.

Yan Tianhen said annoyedly: "I lost again."