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In the blink of an eye, five hundred years have passed, and five generations have lived in the human world.
“I once used the Heaven-Sealing Technique to establish the order of heaven and earth. Fuxi, your imperial law, however, uses the Eight Trigrams to establish the order of heaven and earth.”
Qin Feng whispered, "My method is simple and direct, while your method is more refined. I can learn from your method to make up for my own shortcomings and benefit greatly."
Fuxi said happily, "Great Emperor, your teachings have also benefited me greatly. In the past, I only obtained a part of your Imperial Scripture. Through your personal explanation, my teachings have been greatly improved."
The next instant, Fuxi stood up with his hands behind his back.
"Perhaps, in some future corner, I will shed blood on the Immortal Path, but now—even if I die, I might be able to take a few more Supremes with me on the way, just like you did back then."
Fuxi's cold eyes flashed with lightning, brimming with fighting spirit: "Your Majesty, you said that the Undying Mountain is the place where dark turmoil will most frequently occur in the future."
"One person's strength is insufficient to subdue the forbidden zone, but it can prevent some of the boar beasts among them from surviving to the next generation."
Qin Feng also got up.
Standing side by side with Fuxi.
He wouldn't try to dissuade Fuxi from following his own path.
Among the many forbidden zones, the overall supreme combat power of the Undying Mountain ranks among the top.
It was precisely because of this that the Undying Mountain was able to act recklessly for millions of years afterward, with many emperors fighting it to the death.
If the number of people in the Undying Mountain is reduced and they are unlikely to live to the next generation, there will be fewer supreme beings who launch dark turmoil. Even if there is only one, it can allow hundreds of millions of lives to be saved again.
In those dark years, the amount of blood and food a supreme being needed to slow down the decline of their lifespan was indeed countless.
"Since you've made your decision, I hope to see that day come."
Qin Feng whispered, "A supreme being has his eye on you. I'll try to lure him out and make him die at your hands, thus reducing the number of people in the Undying Mountain."
"That day will come."
Fuxi had a broad and open mind.
He firmly believed that with Qin Feng around, someone would surely be born from the Undying Mountain.
The heart's blood of the current emperor is considered a great medicine by any supreme pig in any forbidden zone.
Having such a precious medicine, how could I not use it to bait my nest? How could I live up to the name of the Great Emperor?
Qin Feng hummed in agreement and waved his hand to take out a large piece of Chaos Stone Essence.
A swirling aura of chaos surged from this piece of chaotic stone essence; even a fingernail-sized amount could shatter the minds of countless cultivators.
Qin Feng took out this piece, which was the size of a washbasin, enough to forge an ultimate imperial weapon.
"Great Emperor, what are you doing?" Fuxi asked in surprise.
Qin Feng thought for a moment and said, "I am about to leave, so I should leave some good things for your future generations. This is one of the few things that I, as an old senior, can do to help you."
"Your Fuxi Dragon Stele has not yet been forged into an ultimate imperial weapon. You need a weapon that can dominate the world. These Chaos Stone Essences are hereby given to you."
Fuxi did not move.
Even though it was a rare and precious treasure, it didn't tempt him.
"Great Emperor, please take it back. I will refine the Dragon Stele and collect the immortal treasures myself. As the Emperor of the Mortal Realm, collecting such immortal treasures is not a difficult task for me."
Fuxi was very arrogant.
Qin Feng cast a gentle spell, smiling as he pushed the Chaos Stone Essence closer to Fuxi.
"Take it. This world is far more chaotic than you can imagine."
Qin Feng explained, "I have existed for tens of thousands of years, and I have been in the forbidden zone for tens of thousands of years. Moreover, I have been able to predict the future. Over such a long period of time, it is not uncommon for emperors to be unable to gather all the immortal treasures."
"In that corner of the future, an emperor, unable to gather all the celestial treasures, ultimately used his own skull to forge an ultimate imperial weapon in his later years of his first life, capable of swallowing the heavens and the earth."
Fuxi fell silent.
Qin Feng continued, "Furthermore, I've already cut myself into the forbidden zone. If I don't do something for you future generations, wouldn't my self-inflicted wound have been in vain?"
Fuxi accepted the Chaos Stone Essence: "Then, thank you for the gift, Great Emperor. I will make sure that the Dragon Stele lives up to your expectations, is stained with the blood of the Supreme One, and establishes the ultimate Dao."
Qin Feng hummed in agreement.
Then, with his hands behind his back, he said no more.
Fuxi remained silent, observing Qin Feng's appearance, and understood what was going on.
Half a day later, Fuxi spoke again, his voice slightly hoarse: "Great Emperor, if my path to immortality is hopeless, I will hardly live through three lifetimes."
"Twenty thousand years from now, I beg the Great Emperor to come and see me off!"
Qin Feng's heart clenched.
Even with the most ruthless heart, it was violently shaken.
"it is good!"
Qin Feng's voice became hoarse: "Twenty thousand years from now, I will come in person to see you off."
Qin Feng left.
They did not stay in the Western Regions any longer.
The Dao Fruit transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the world.
Inside the Immortal Mountain.
Qin Feng's true form emerged from the Immortal Source.
A chilling wind blew against his body, causing his white robes to flutter.
There were no unusual phenomena, nor any supreme authority; it was like a desolate passerby in the mortal world.
His white hair fell over his shoulders, and his expression was somber.
Five hundred years after meeting with Fuxi, his Daoist heart was greatly impacted.
The Stone Emperor coldly asked, "Feng Tian, what did you say to that human Fuxi?"
"Failed."
Qin Feng replied, "Although I have many feelings about his path to becoming emperor, in the end, he is not one of us."
"I advised him to enter the forbidden zone, but he wanted to stain the twilight with blood. When he is old, I will go to see him off and kill him before the Immortal Gate."
At this point, Qin Feng paused, "When that day comes, there will be no need to draw lots. I will be the first to act, but Brother Stone Emperor, you must also promise me something and give me something in return."
Shi Huang exclaimed in surprise, "What is that!?"
Chapter 13 Weapon Forging, The Pupae
Qin Feng pointed to the corner where the Stone Emperor had sealed the Immortal Source.
There, there was a piece of phoenix blood-red gold the size of a millstone, with an extremely yang and intense aura emanating from it.
It shines brilliantly, its crimson color like phoenix blood, and it is eerily ghostly, naturally bearing the patterns of a divine phoenix.
The placement of this piece of Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold was very particular, directly facing the place where the Undying Daoist had sealed himself.
"Is that Stone Emperor also trying to verify whether the Undying Emperor is dead?" Qin Feng thought to himself.
The Stone Emperor frowned deeply: "You want me to give you such a rare treasure?!"
Qin Feng nodded and said, "To be precise, consider it a loan. I will repay you when I find other immortal treasures in the future."
After a pause, Qin Feng continued, "Brother Shi Huang, you should know very well that my ability lies in sealing. My own combat strength is slightly inferior. Without strong troops, it would be difficult to make the current emperor shed blood in his later years."
Qin Feng spoke with righteous indignation.
Food is your passport.
Shi Huang snorted coldly and made no move, but the Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold flew towards Qin Feng.
Qin Feng took the Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold and floated away from the Stone Emperor's Cave.
The Stone Emperor remained silent for a long time, lost in thought. After a long while, he sighed and murmured to himself, "Is that person truly dead?"
Qin Feng returned to his residence, uprooted the Enlightenment Tea Tree that had taken root on the mountain, and headed towards the place of the Immortal Daoist.
The Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold was still held in his hands.
“Fellow Daoist, I am grateful for your generosity back then. The Enlightenment Tea Tree was your divine possession, and I am returning it to you today.”
Qin Feng whispered.
Phoenix blood and crimson gold, divine radiance dispelled the gloom of this place.
The Immortal Taoist remained silent, his coffin tightly shut, sleeping peacefully.
Without lingering, Qin Feng returned, sat cross-legged on the mountain, and began to unleash countless Daoist spells upon the Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold.
In an instant, the surrounding heavens and earth were filled with yang energy, which rushed towards the Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold.
Qin Feng was not surprised.
In later generations, the founder of the Taoist sect used the Hengyu Furnace to extract all the yang energy from the Fallen Sun Ridge outside the Primordial Ancient Mine, all for the purpose of sacrificing to soldiers.
Now that he is going to sacrifice his weapons, he naturally needs to absorb all the surrounding yang energy in order to be worthy of such a precious treasure as Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold.
"Speaking of which, what kind of weapon should I forge?"
Qin Feng pondered for a moment: "Throughout history, emperors have amassed countless weapons, and bells, tripods, mirrors, and pagodas have appeared in many forms, with tripods being the most prominent. I should also forge such an object."
"But when it comes to offensive operations, it seems we should be more aggressive."
Suddenly, Qin Feng had an idea.
Without realizing it, he looked toward the place where the Stone Emperor was sleeping.
As time passed, the yang energy of the Undying Mountain, and even from other places tens of thousands of miles away, began to converge on this place.
Countless spells and Dao patterns were methodically inscribed by Qin Feng onto the Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold.
Back then, he had also refined an ultimate imperial weapon.
One is born, the second is cooked.
A thousand years can pass in the blink of an eye.
Qin Feng, tireless in his efforts, refined the millstone-sized Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold over a thousand years, resulting in a dramatic transformation.