The rest of the battles ended easily.
Those who faced Jiang Changkong admitted defeat immediately.
If it was impossible to win, then what was the point of fighting? It was better to just admit defeat.
Jiang Changkong comprehended the power of the Sacred Sun. The sword-hugging youth waved at the void.
A ray of sword light woke Jiang Changkong up.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Changkong asked.
The youth looked at him for a moment, then turned and left. "Follow me."
Jiang Changkong was curious and followed.
"Changkong, this person's background is mysterious. Be careful," Lord Lei reminded.
Jiang Changkong nodded. Since Lord Lei said so, it was obvious that the Federation could not find out his background.
Thinking of Liangqiu Xuanyi and Sha Hongtao's words, he became even more curious.
What was the relationship between this person and that genius, and where did he come from?
The two went deep into the mountains, far away from the Wasteland Reclamation Battle.
The youth stopped on a tree and said calmly, "My name is Feng Qixing."
"You called me here to tell me your name?" Jiang Changkong asked doubtfully.
"Yes," Feng Qixing nodded and said, "I'm also curious about how you cultivated your astral bodies."
Jiang Changkong said indifferently, "If you want to pry into other people's secrets, should you tell me your own first?"
"What do you want to know about me?" Feng Qixing asked calmly.
"Where are you from? Back then, a swordsman appeared in the Void Realm, but it was short-lived and there was no trace of him after that."
Jiang Changkong said indifferently, "He's the same as you, we can't find out anything about him."
"The Void Realm is vast and boundless, and the things hidden in its depths are not something even deities can find out."
A faint smile appeared on Feng Qixing's face. "Just like Liangqiu Xuanyi, she wants to bring you to a place."
"Huh? You know that too? "Jiang Changkong's expression changed slightly.
"I heard your conversation that day. It's just a little secret technique, it's normal that you didn't discover it."
Feng Qi Xing leaned against the tree and said, "How do I say this about my origins? I can't tell you where I came from for the time being, but I can tell you my intentions."
"Oh?" Jiang Changkong frowned slightly. "You're not here for me, are you?"
"They are indeed here for you. To be precise, they are here for your celestial bodies."
Sword light flashed in Feng Qixing's eyes. "In the ancient Interstellar Era, there were once two great celestial bodies, or even three great celestial bodies."
"It seems that you know more than the Federation. If that's the case, why are you still here?" Jiang Changkong frowned.
"Back in the Interstellar Era, the cultivation civilization had almost reached its peak. Immortals, gods, and mortals coexisted in the world."
Feng Qi Xing stood up and walked slowly: "But for some reason, there was a huge change. Only True Gods remained in the starry sky, and the Immortal Gods disappeared. Over the endless years, even those who were close to the gods could not withstand the passage of time and died of old age. They were just like us now, frantically searching for clues to the immortals and gods. "
"Until they found the three great celestial palaces and started the war that ended the Interstellar Era. In that war, True Gods fell, and the starry sky trembled. The three great celestial palaces were shattered and fell to various parts of the universe. "
Jiang Changkong nodded. Hua Tianrui had shown him the scene of the war in the starry sky.
The Flowersea Kingdom was destroyed in that war, and Hua Tianrui had also fallen in that war.
"What does this have to do with my celestial bodies?" Jiang Changkong asked, puzzled.
"I don't know what it has to do with me. If I knew, I wouldn't have talked so much with you."
Feng Qixing sighed softly and said, "According to the records, the reason for the war was for the ultimate battle physique formed by the fusion of the three great celestial bodies. You, who have been to the Battle Palace, should know about the legendary ultimate battle physique. "
"But I don't know Tai Chi Yin Yang. My friend Jiang Changyue does. If there's a chance, I'll introduce her to you," Jiang Changkong said calmly.
"But you know Tai Chi Yin Yang. In the eyes of some people, this is enough to make up for the deficiency of the power of the moon."
Feng Qixing's expression turned serious. "Furthermore, based on what you did today, you can completely cultivate the power of the moon."
"It's too tiring. Furthermore, I have too much power in my body. If I have more, I won't be able to hold on," Jiang Changkong said calmly.
Feng Qixing's eyes flickered. "Are you and Jiang Changyue really not the same person?"
"You can go and check. Changyue and I have fought together before," Jiang Changkong said calmly. "Alright, you've said so much, but I feel like you're just testing me."
Feng Qixing shrugged with a hint of helplessness. "I really can't tell you about my origins."
"Then how I cultivated the celestial bodies is also not something I can tell you." Jiang Changkong's expression turned slightly cold.
Feng Qixing narrowed his eyes and emitted a dangerous aura.
A formless sword intent filled the surroundings, causing people to feel a stabbing pain all over their bodies.
"You want to fight? Then you better think carefully. "Jiang Changkong put his hands behind his back and looked at him indifferently.
"Ha." Feng Qixing laughed lightly and the formless sword intent dissipated. He shook his head and said, "I know in my heart that I'm not your opponent. The final battle forbids killing. That's when I should act."
"You're very wise."
Jiang Changkong said calmly. Feng Qixing's strength was indeed not bad, but there was still a gap between him and the three celestial bodies.
"Oh right, I have a secret manual here. How about exchanging secrets with you?" An ancient book appeared in Feng Qixing's hand. It was written in star language. "It will be of great help to you."
"Cloud Sky Secret Manual?" Jiang Changkong looked at the ancient book and frowned. "This is the White Cloud Martial Art?"
"An incomplete near-god martial art. Back then, there was a near-god martial art. This is only the late-stage star path, but the star formation and comprehension are very complete."
Feng Qixing passed the ancient book over. "How about this? Do you know how you cultivated the celestial bodies?"
"Alright." Jiang Changkong took the book and said with a smile, "Actually, you will be able to cultivate these celestial bodies as you cultivate."
Feng Qixing: "??"
He managed to master it after practicing for so long?
What kind of exchange is this?
"Actually, it's not difficult. I just need to use Taiji to balance the two celestial bodies."
Jiang Changkong saw his ugly expression and said, "Previously, the information I received was to use force to balance the sun and moon. I can't do that, so I can only use Taiji to balance them. "
Feng Qixing's expression softened slightly. "So, the secret is in your Taiji martial art?"
"You can understand it that way." Jiang Changkong turned and left. "Think about it yourself. I'll take my leave first."
Feng Qixing thought for a while and got up to return to the battlefield.
The problem had been solved. As for Jiang Changkong's Taiji martial art?
He felt that he should live for a few more years. If he had any ideas, he would be killed by others.
"This is not something I need to worry about. Let them worry about it. Right now, Jiang Changkong is a treasure in their eyes."
Feng Qixing smiled and stopped thinking about it.
Now, all the forces had their eyes on Jiang Changkong. Even the Federation was paying attention to him.
Facing the entire Federation, no one could be unafraid. If they were forced into a corner and provoked a near-god, it would be a big problem.
Feng Qixing was sure that if too many strong cultivators were involved, the Federation would definitely invite a near-god or even a few to wipe out everything.
"My life is tiring, and I still have to test how strong Jiang Changkong's combat power is. Isn't this making things difficult for me? With my strength, how can I be a match for him? "
Feng Qixing muttered in a low voice, venting his dissatisfaction.
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