Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 430 Getting ready to leave

Seeing that the child was fine, Yan Bo's face relaxed. He looked at Qin Feng, whose face was already pale, and bowed deeply:

"Thank you for saving my life, sir!"

Qin Feng asked back:

"Is the child okay?"

Yan Bo chuckled:

"Well! Those two did not do anything bad, and the Young Master's Spiritual Awakening was very successful! But I have something I must ask you, Young Master!"

Qin Feng laughed:

"Mr. Nightmare, just explain!"

Ye Bo looked at the young master and said:

"I didn't expect this to happen when my young master's spiritual roots were awakened! Sir, the original day that was said to be once a year to suppress the two auras may now be required once a month! This is hard for me to say!"

Qin Feng smiled:

"Oh, this matter! It's very simple, isn't it just once a month? It's a small matter!"

Heavy bleeding once a month. Qin Feng couldn't help but burst out laughing when he talked about this!

"It's just a small matter? Sir, you know that what is needed is divine blood and blood essence!"

Qin Feng wondered:

"Yeah, I know! Any questions?"

Yan Bo raised his head and looked at Qin Feng like a fool:

"Sir, this is divine blood! This is essence blood! This is not ordinary blood!"

Before Yan Bo finished speaking, Qin Feng understood:

"Oh! Are you worried that I can't supply you? You think too much. One drop of blood can be restored quickly for me. That's not a problem!"

The Grim Reaper beside him laughed when he heard this:

"Don't worry. I can see that Mo'er and Qin Feng have a deep relationship, so I plan to let Mo'er follow Qin Feng all the time. I believe that your young lady will not go wrong if she follows Qin Feng!"

Yan Bo looked at Mo'er and nodded:

"Yes! I was too worried!"

At this point, Nightmare looked at the God of Death and the Wrathful Spirit Ancestor and smiled:

"In that case, I'll keep my word, and you can leave now!"

Then he looked at Qin Feng:

"Sir, please stay. I have something to tell you!"

Seeing this, the old ancestor of the resentful spirit turned around and walked quickly upwards. Qin Feng signaled the two gods of death to leave!

"Okay! I'll wait for you up there!"

After saying that, he left with Xie Luo.

Seeing the few people going away, Yan Bo's aura suddenly loosened, and he collapsed to the ground. Qin Feng hurried forward to support him, but the support was so light that it seemed as if nothing had happened!

"Ah! Nightmare Uncle!"

Yan Bo's eyes gradually turned ashen, and he looked at the child:

"My lord, come closer!"

The child seemed to feel that something was not right with Uncle Nightmare today, so he hurried forward and called out:

"Uncle Nightmare, what's wrong with you?"

Nightmare smiled:

"My dear, listen carefully! Your father's name is Salan, and your mother's name is Mijia. They are both ancestors of the dead spirits and the resentful spirits. Your name is Sami, and you must follow Master Qin Feng well in the future."

“Uncle Nightmare! Wuuuuuuuu!!”

"My young master, please don't be sad. Listen to what I have to say! The art of controlling spirits that I teach you every day is the foundation of my ability to dominate the world in the past. You must practice it every day and never give up!"

At this point, Yan Bo's already thin face began to collapse:

"Sir, I've entrusted the young master to you. Now that the task entrusted by the master is completed, it's time for this old slave to go see the master!"

At this point, Yan Bo's eyes suddenly lit up, and a deep cold snort came from his already shrunken mouth:

"Humph!"

As the voice fell, Qin Feng's feet began to tremble slightly, and all the figures in the distance gradually disappeared. The body of Yan Bo began to decay visibly, and in the blink of an eye it was just a pile of bones, and the corpse heart in its chest turned into a dark gray stone!

 …

At the top level of Yin Yang Well, the ancestor of the resentful spirits had already left, and the god of death was also afraid of Hong Chen Yao Yang, so he did not make things difficult for them.

"Brother, he's here!"

When the three met, Qin Feng saw that Samotuo and Barek were also following behind the God of Death. It turned out that these two were not at the level of the God of Death at all, so they were left on the sixth floor by the God of Death before the fight!

Ghost Emperor Infant Tomb Station:

"What? You want to go to the Ghost Heaven? No, now is not the time!"

"why?"

"Don't ask me why. Anyway, it's too early now. It won't be too late to go when you are capable."

"why?"

"Why? You can't go! If you go now, you will leave your life there!"

There is a ferry leading to the paradise of evil spirits here. Qin Feng wanted to find out more about it, but was strongly blocked by the god of death!

No matter how much he tried to persuade her, the God of Death just refused to agree, and finally wanted to go with Qin Feng. How could this be possible? If you, the God of Death, go to the territory of the resentful spirits, you are just looking for trouble. Qin Feng had no choice but to give up!

He knew that Death did this entirely for his own good. As for the reason, Death would never tell him, so he could only give up!

"Well! The first thing you need to do now is to return to the Continent of Gods and intensify your cultivation. The Continent of Gods is not peaceful either. Luoshen has lost power, and now the strong are fighting. The era of great strife has arrived, and this is also the best time for you to establish your own power."

"Can you be more specific?"

Death thought for a moment:

"The Continent of Gods and the Continent of Yin and Yang are almost isolated from each other. I don't have much information here. You must be careful! But before that, you must go to the Shenwu Abyss!"

Qin Feng frowned:

"Shenwu Abyss? Where is that place?"

"The Divine Martial Abyss is similar to our Ghost Emperor's Infant Tomb. The Ghost Emperor's Infant Tomb is where the cultivators passed away, waiting for the destined people to come and continue their glory in another way. The Divine Martial Abyss is where the dying great men buried their artifacts over the years, waiting for the destined people to appear. In this world, divine weapons are more important to cultivators than their own cultivation. With a divine weapon that suits you, you will not be at a disadvantage in a fight of the same level or even across levels. Take me for example, with the blessing of the Death Scythe and the Black Kirin, I am proud of the entire Yin Yang Continent!"

Qin Feng understood:

"Oh! But I have the Yin Iron Hammer and the Withered Bone Staff now, which are enough for me! Why go so far to look for the artifact? It won't be too late to go there once my cultivation level is higher!"

The god of death laughed:

"Haha! You don't know this! This Shenwu Abyss has existed for who knows how long. The mighty ones of each period would leave their beloved Shenwu artifacts here before their death, waiting for the destined person to recognize them as their master! There are tens of thousands of Shenwu artifacts in there. Some of them may have existed for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, and they are all waiting for the destined person to appear. Destiny! It does not mean cultivation! These Shenwu can grow together with their masters!"

"And the sooner you get the divine weapon that is destined for you, the better. As you grow up, the more tacit understanding you will have. As far as I know, all the major sects and organizations on the Continent of Gods will organize young monks to go treasure hunting within a certain period of time. You should know that a person only has one chance to go there in his lifetime! If you can't find the right one, then you will never be destined to go there in your life!"

At this point, the Grim Reaper shook his head slightly:

"This cultivator's chance encounter is similar to that of the Ghost Emperor's Infant Tomb. There are very few people who can be favored by those very high-quality divine warriors. It is difficult to find one in a hundred miles!"

Suddenly, the Grim Reaper raised his head and looked at Qin Feng:

"By the way, you are good at forging! I feel that if you want to gain a foothold there first, you might as well start with forging. The Yin-Yang Continent has its own unique death and resentment, so the requirements for divine weapons are not too high. On the Continent of the Gods, the cultivators have very high requirements for the divine weapons in their hands, so those top forgers are all high above!"

Qin Feng nodded after hearing this:

"Well! Then I'll follow what you said, I'll go to the Shenwu Abyss first!"

Having made up his mind, Qin Feng bid farewell to the God of Death and Xie Luo.