"What's the meaning of this?" Ouyang Feng looked at the rock Chu Feng had gifted him. He looked at it again and again as he pondered over its meaning.
After that, he put away the rock and arrived in front of Ying Wudi with swan-like steps. With a solemn expression, he said, "I'll raise your wife myself. You don't need to worry."
Ying Wudi was stunned at first, but then he flew into a rage. He grabbed Ouyang Feng's swan neck and wanted to fight to the death with him.
Immediately, the place was in chaos as the two of them began to fight.
"F * ck me! You're a sister complex and a vinegar jar. Stop! This was written by the Little Daoist. I just want to ask you for guidance. Stop!" Ouyang Feng shouted.
The two of them didn't stop fighting.
…
On the other side, Chu Feng was whispering to Qin Luoyin as he gifted the rock to her. He had a very peaceful expression as he inquired about her well-being with a face full of smiles.
Qin Luoyin lowered her head to look at the words carved on the rock. She was stunned at first, but a chilly expression appeared on her face. Soon after, her face turned slightly red. In the end, she clenched her teeth and said nothing. She turned into a beam of flowing light and appeared in front of the Little Daoist. She grabbed his ear and gave him a beating.
"Ouch, it hurts! Mother, stop hitting me. There's still a group of people behind waiting to hit me. Be gentler!"
The Little Daoist cried out miserably. He understood the situation at hand and knew that a group of people wouldn't let him off. He had already anticipated what was going to happen.
Unfortunately, he was fixed in place by the five-colored divine light and couldn't run away. Otherwise, he would've fled a long time ago.
Ouyang Feng's black swan feathers were in a mess. He flapped his wings and carried a black tortoise shell on his back. He was as fierce as a bald dog as he roared, "Chu Nan, I'll beat you to death, you little bastard! You actually dare to slander me for seducing sister-in-law!"
Qin Luoyin's expression darkened at the side. She wanted to beat Ouyang Feng and the Little Daoist together!
The Little Daoist shouted, "Brother Ouyang, let's talk this out. We're very close. Calm down first and don't get agitated."
"Bah!" Ouyang Feng spat out a mouthful of soul saliva and pressed the Little Daoist down. He gave him a good beating and emphasized, "Nephew, I'm your uncle!"
"Ouch, this Grandpa Taoist is dying of pain. Jun Tuo's son, you better stop right now. Otherwise, I'll settle things with you later. Don't think that I can't beat you. If Grandpa Taoist unleashes his might, none of you will be my match!"
"Little bastard, you still dare to threaten me!" Ouyang Feng pressed him down and rubbed him.
The Little Daoist was terrified at once and said, "Uncle Ouyang, stop! I'm convinced!"
On the other side, Chu Feng was happily chatting with Ying Zhexian. He was very concerned as he asked her about her circumstances over the past year. At the same time, he also gave away the rock that was related to her.
Ying Zhexian's temperament was ethereal and she wasn't tainted by the world of mortals. But after she carefully looked at this stone tablet now, her face actually turned crimson. After that, she directly smashed the rock onto the Little Daoist's head.
"Ah, Second Mother, are you going to kill someone? It hurts so much! "The Little Daoist rolled all over the ground as he pretended to be terrified.
Ying Wudi walked over with a face as black as the bottom of a pot. That was because the Little Daoist had repeatedly carved words on the rock saying that he was an older sister complex. He believed that this had completely ruined his reputation.
"Uncle, what reputation do you still have? You can ask around. Who here doesn't know that you're attached to your older sister? "The Little Daoist was stubborn like a dead duck.
Ying Wudi was terribly angry. He rolled up his sleeves and gave the Little Daoist a painful beating.
"Uncle, the sea of bitterness has no bounds. Repent and the shore is at hand. Hey, you're still not going to wake up?! "The Little Daoist actually wanted to give Ying Wudi a severe warning.
Ying Wudi's face immediately darkened as he gnashed his teeth and said, "Say another word!?"
"Why don't you try hitting me again?" challenged the Little Daoist.
"Bang!"
"Oh my, you're really hitting me? Uncle, being attached to your older sister is an illness that needs to be treated! "The Little Daoist threw caution to the wind and was stubborn until the end.
However, he quickly lost his balance because he saw his father holding two rocks and talking to his mother and Ying Zhexian in a gentle and soft voice as though they were communicating about something.
The Little Daoist's morale was bad. This shameful father of his was really using his carvings to flirt with people. He was simply going to be angered to death. He was getting beaten up here and his father was charming and gentle over there with ripples on his face. He was too hateful and too shameless.
After that, Ying Xiaoxiao came over to denounce him and said, "Little Daoist, you described my older sister and Sister Luoyin as being affectionate and righteous. They were still thinking of Chu Feng at the last moment of their lives and it made people's hearts ripple a little. Why is it that when it's my turn, you just skimmed over it in one stroke and didn't describe it in detail?"
After that, a small fist smashed into the Little Daoist's eye socket, making him shriek miserably.
"F * ck …"
The Little Daoist wanted to curse. What was this? He didn't criticize the silver-haired little lolita, but she was unhappy instead, so she came to beat him up.
He was truly speechless and wanted to ask the heavens if there was still justice in this world.
"You can't really be thinking of becoming my little mother, right?" he asked recklessly.
After that, a fist as big as a big bowl came crashing down. Ying Wudi was still there, so he decisively made a move and violently beat him up again.
"Ugh … It hurts so much. Stop, I'm convinced. Mothers, Uncles, I apologize. It's all my fault. All of you, please stop!"
…
This place couldn't calm down for a very long time.
Chu Feng didn't hide anything as he narrated his experience on the other side of the stone millstone. He mentioned that several hundred corpses of gods were strewn across the ground and everyone's expressions changed.
So what if he became a god? In the end, he still couldn't escape death. Moreover, his later years were so miserable as he was entangled by the gray matter for his entire life. He died with his eyes wide open and was truly tragic.
"Wow, Brother-in-law, you've grasped a god grade special technique and the highest inheritance of six gods?!" The silver-haired little lolita's large eyes shone. She was fairly excited when she heard what Chu Feng had obtained.
"Don't be so happy. I'm asking you guys, do you really dare to cultivate it?" Chu Feng had a grave expression.
He was becoming more and more fearful now. He had obtained a lot in this world and obtained the strongest god's special technique, but he didn't dare to continue cultivating it.
Ying Zhexian was very rational and very calm as she said, "This is a very serious problem that needs to be faced squarely. We shouldn't sink too deeply into it as much as possible."
"Isn't it too regretful? It's a god grade special technique! It's a secret technique that's destined to make one a god. It's placed right in front of us yet we can't cultivate it. It's too vexing."
Chu Feng said in a deep voice, "It's best not to touch this thing for the time being if we can. There's no harm in learning it after we find a solution. Besides, if we cultivate the breathing technique step by step, our spiritual energy can also increase to an extremely shocking level if a hundred years really pass."
Chu Feng had seen the miserable state of those gods after they died with his own eyes. Even the god's blood carried a fishy stench and had a rotting smell. Gray mist pervaded the air and he felt his hair stand on end.
"Take care of ourselves!" Qin Luoyin agreed and tried not to come into contact with the special technique as much as possible.
Everyone present nodded solemnly. In fact, this space was precious not because of the special technique, but because the flow of time was different from the original universe.
"Oh right, did you guys discover the divine medicine near the abyss?" Chu Feng inquired. He was somewhat tempted.
"Yes, that divine medicine can fly. It's full of strange phenomena and a strong fragrance assails our nostrils. It's too tempting. Unfortunately, we didn't dare to pluck it. We've been waiting for Yaoyao to come!"
"I've decided. I'll start studying domains from now on!" Chu Feng made up his mind.
He felt that if he used the difference in the flow of time here to comprehend domains, it would be enough to break free from the shackles of the domain master realm and advance to the grandmaster realm.
In that case, he could pluck the medicinal herbs on the bloody mountain peak or the abyss without a hitch!
In that case, his attainments in domains would improve and his strength would also improve greatly after plucking the medicinal herbs. It was killing two birds with one stone.
Moreover, there wouldn't be any strange substances entangling him, so he didn't have to worry about a calamity descending upon him in his later years.
The more Chu Feng thought about it, the more he was moved. "Bring me to the abyss to take a look."
He decided that he wouldn't cultivate the Little Six Rays of Time for the time being unless it was absolutely necessary. He hoped that day would never come.
"Alright, let's go and take a look together." Ouyang Feng led the way and the others followed. The Little Daoist was finally no longer being beaten up. He had a bitter expression on his face.
Although it was said to be adjacent to the abyss, it actually required six to seven days of travel. That was because there were divine beasts in the abyss. They didn't dare to get too close for fear of being seen through.
Seven days later, they arrived at a bizarre place along the wasteland.
A huge abyss lay across them. It was so deep that the bottom couldn't be seen. It was pitch-black as if it could swallow people's souls. It was extremely vast like a vast black ocean.
"This is only one of the six abysses. It's relatively quiet here and no one usually comes close," Qin Luoyin explained.
Chu Feng nodded. He could already smell a faint medicinal fragrance after arriving here.
There were specks of light at the bottom of the abyss and the cries of birds could be heard from time to time. Chu Feng opened his Golden Eyes and looked carefully. There seemed to be a Vermilion Bird circling below. It was fiery red and brilliant.
According to them, that was a divine medicine that could fly into the sky and tunnel into the earth.
"There's no one guarding this place?" Chu Feng was astonished.
"This abyss is rather special. An extremely ancient existence is sleeping here. It doesn't need to be guarded and normally doesn't like to be disturbed by outsiders. That's why it's very quiet," Ying Zhexian informed him.
The other five abysses were completely different. Not only were there underground cities, but there were also medicinal fields and market squares. They were usually very lively.
"Does the divine beast cultivate a special technique?" Chu Feng asked.
"Some cultivate so their lifespans are very short, but some don't cultivate. For example, the ancient existence sleeping here doesn't have the so-called strange old age. It has lived for a long time and made everyone afraid."
Of course, not cultivating a special technique meant that it had to endure a relatively long period of ordinary life and watch others soar into the sky while it could only slowly advance.
However, the divine beast's innate talent was astonishing. It would definitely grow up in the end.
"The divine medicine at the bottom of the abyss would occasionally turn into a small red bird and fly out. It would spread its wings and soar, filling the air with medicinal fragrance and leaving behind a large scarlet and sparkling rain of light. Unfortunately, it's very cautious and we can't catch it."
Ouyang Feng's eyes were fervent. He was almost drooling over the divine medicine at the bottom of the abyss.
There were at least two or three divine beasts living together in the other abysses. This was the only place where a divine beast lived alone. It was reported that it might be a divine bird, the Vermilion Bird!
It was precisely this race that lived here all year round. Their blood essence and aura nourished the divine medicine.
The outside world guessed that the Vermilion Bird race had a sparse population and their bloodline was getting fewer and fewer. They were on the verge of extinction and the only remaining old Vermilion Bird was sleeping all along. It was thinking of a way to continue the bloodline of this race as much as possible.
"If I cast a technique here, I won't alarm that old Vermilion Bird, right?" Chu Feng asked.
"It'll be fine as long as you don't cause too much of a commotion. That divine bird has been sleeping for many years and won't wake up for a while," said Ouyang Feng.
Chu Feng rose high into the air and activated his Fiery Eyes. He stood above the abyss and looked down. Two golden beams of light emerged, but they didn't rush into the ground. They turned into dazzling runes.
He was already sufficiently adept at using this kind of divine ability now. There was no need for the light to explode and alarm all directions.
This abyss was too deep and extremely vast. The underground was vast. Chu Feng felt that it was at least several hundred kilometers deep. After that, he searched carefully and finally sensed something.
That was …
His pupils contracted as he saw a nest on a stone wall. There were living beings there.
Upon closer inspection, an old bird's feathers were about to fall off completely, revealing its aged body. It didn't move at all and didn't have the slightest aura of life. It lay there as if it had already passed away.
What shocked him the most was that there were a few red birds in the nest. They were all very small and had bright red feathers all over their bodies. They tottered as they tore apart a python to eat.
"Quasi-sage?!"
Chu Feng was shocked. That python was already dead, but the energy pervading the golden horn on its head was absolutely incomparably powerful. He suspected it to be a Quasi-sage.
Who was this? The Vermilion Bird race didn't have any descendants. The information was clearly wrong.
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