Following the arrival of this voice.
In the vast building, a series of discussions sounded out one after another.
Even Xiong Yang's eyes revealed a trace of surprise.
"This voice sounds like … the Great Ancestor of the Feng Family!"
He was particularly surprised.
He did not know much about the Feng Family.
But he also knew that this was a very strange family.
Although the power of their bloodline was strong, the family had many capable people, and had produced more than one God. Logically speaking, they should have long dominated the southern heavens!
However, the Feng Family was entangled by a strange curse. No matter how strong or weak their cultivation was, or if they used up all their treasures, the limit of their lifespan would not exceed a thousand years!
It was also because of this that the Feng Family could not produce a stronger expert.
It was said that many years ago, an expert of the Feng Family and a big shot of the pavilion were old friends, and the strange situation of the Feng Family's ancestral land was hung in the Yin-Yang Mirror of the pavilion.
Unfortunately, even after so many years, the Feng Family's curse could not be broken.
"The Feng Family suddenly came here, could it be that their curse … has a new turning point?"
Xiong Yang instantly thought of this.
In his impression, the Feng Family had always been known for being low-key.
If it did not involve the Feng Family's ancestral land, Xiong Yang could not think of any other reason that could make the indifferent Great Ancestor of the Feng Family so excited, and even directly rush into the pavilion!
"Dao Brother Feng!"
Thinking of this.
Xiong Yang shook his head, no longer caring about Chen Xiao, and turned to greet him.
After all, compared to the Great Ancestor of the Feng Family, a God level existence, a mere Chen Xiao seemed insignificant.
"Dao Brother Feng, what wind blew you here?"
Xiong Yang laughed loudly. "But you came at the right time, Divine Teacher Gong Yang is also here. Maybe he will be of some help to your Feng Family's predicament!"
Gong Yang Huo also revealed a smile when he heard this.
"So it is a fellow cultivator from the Feng Family. Although it is the first time we have met, I have long heard of the Feng Family's predicament. If we can talk in detail …"
Before he finished speaking.
A tall and straight young man with an anxious look on his face suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes at a speed that was ten thousand times faster than the speed of light.
"May I ask who is Senior Chen?!"
The Feng Great Ancestor couldn't help but ask.
Previously, he was in too much of a hurry, and only when he stood at the entrance of the Vast Mansion Pavilion did he realize a problem.
He only knew that the senior who left him a message had the surname Chen, but he didn't know who he was or what he looked like.
"But I can't care so much anymore."
Feng Xiangyang secretly gritted his teeth.
The curse that had haunted him for countless years finally had a chance to turn for the better. How could he let it go so easily?
Although he looked young, in reality, he was not far from the limit of a thousand years.
Any ray of hope …
Whether it was his own hope or the hope of the younger generation of the clan, he would not miss a single one!
"Senior Chen?"
Seeing Feng Xiangyang's reaction, Priest Ram frowned.
Xiong Yang who walked up first was also stunned on the spot, not knowing what to say.
For a moment, he was in a dilemma!
Logically speaking, with their status, they were both quite extraordinary. Personally greeting the Feng Clan's great ancestor could be said to be giving him enough face!
However, when Feng Xiangyang appeared, he completely ignored them. He looked around, trying to find that Senior Chen or whatever he was talking about!
Did he think they were idiots?
"Brother Feng!"
Xiong Yang's expression darkened, and he cursed in his heart, "Everything is going wrong today!"
He was just an ordinary kid, but he was disrespected by the other party. And now, he used his smiling face to stick to the Feng Clan's great ancestor's buttocks!
An indescribable fire gradually spread in his heart.
"Brother Feng, if you want to find someone, I am the Deputy Pavilion Master of the Vast Mansion Pavilion. I can get people to do it anytime, anywhere."
Xiong Yang emphasized again, "Also, you might be mistaken. There are so many people here, but only Divine Teacher Gong Yang deserves to be called a senior. "
"Priest Ram?"
Feng Xiangyang finally came back to his senses.
His eyes turned and landed on the old man in red. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he squeezed out two sentences.
"The Nine Tunes Styx, Three Lives Like a Dream.
"Where the Soul Goes, the Emperor Comes."
After saying that, he looked at Priest Ram with hopeful eyes and didn't move an inch, listening to the stunned Priest Ram.
The Nine Tunes Styx, Three Lives Like a Dream?
What the hell was that?
Why did the great ancestor of the Feng Clan say such things like that, as if he had a seizure?
Ram Huo was startled, and then he smiled.
"It seems that Brother Feng is very concerned about your clan's predicament. How about this? There's no time like the present. Today, I will go with you …"
He was halfway through his compliment when he saw the light of hope in Feng Xiangyang's eyes quickly extinguish.
"If that's not the case, then don't bother me!"
Feng Xiangyang seemed a bit annoyed.
Xiong Yang was about to walk forward, but the great ancestor of the Feng Clan suddenly activated his cultivation. A terrifying divine power erupted, and a terrifying pressure spread!
"Ugh …"
Xiong Yang immediately grunted, and he was even more shocked.
The great ancestor of the Feng Clan, Feng Xiangyang, was stronger than he had imagined!
A mere angry roar actually made it difficult for him to breathe?
"There are rumors that the Feng Clan was cursed with jealousy by heaven and earth precisely because their bloodline was too strong. I thought it was nonsense at the beginning, but now it seems that there is some truth to it!"
A low voice came from somewhere.
At this moment.
Suddenly, a voice passed through the crowd, suppressed all the noise, and sounded in everyone's ears.
"The Nine Tunes Styx, Three Lives Like a Dream.
"Where the Soul Goes, the Emperor Comes."
The voice sounded like crying and laughing, and it contained infinite sorrow and melancholy, as if it had passed through tens of billions of years of time and hundreds of billions of years of darkness before finally echoing in this era.
Feng Xiangyang was stunned.
His body trembled involuntarily, and tears flowed from his old eyes.
That was because he heard the last few words from an outsider that were filled with infinite generosity and passion!
"The wind rises, and the clouds fly!"
"It's you, it's really you!"
Feng Xiangyang trembled and looked back. He saw a young man in white standing there with a smile, like an immortal Fiendgod, standing on the other side of time, waving at him.
That was the second half of the Feng Clan's ancestral teachings!
The ancestral teachings said.
When someone could answer the second half of the sentence, the turning point of the Feng Clan's fate would arrive!
They had waited for countless millennia and lost generation after generation of people. Today, they had finally heard this voice, this sentence that was filled with magic.
"I am Feng Xiangyang. Greetings, Senior Chen!"
Feng Xiangyang took a deep breath and bowed to Chen Xiao.
"Senior, please save the Feng Clan!"
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