Great Desolate Star Path - Chapter 899

Yes, in the forbidden area of the temple of life, Feng Zichen felt the existence of some eternal material. Although not much, it is enough to suppress the Qi of the end in the body for the creatures here.

Repression, not solution, illustrates the eternal lack of material here.

An old voice suddenly sounded in Feng Zichen’s ear: “strong man from another world, welcome to the temple of life.”

Feng Zichen looked up and saw three old people, all of whom had a quasi holy realm, lying quietly in three wooden coffins.

The wooden coffin

Without responding to the sudden voice, Feng Zichen focused her eyes on the three wooden coffins.

The eternal material here is emitted from the wooden coffin.

World tree!

Yes, the material for making these three wooden coffins is the branches of the world tree. Feng Zichen is always accompanied by the world tree and will never feel his breath wrong.

It’s not the world tree of this reincarnation, but the world tree of the last reincarnation, and its strength is far better than that of Feng Zichen. Even if it can’t compare with Pangu, it’s not far away, and it has also reached the level of half step eternity.

But this kind of existence still falls into the samsara robbery.

His eyes twinkled for a moment, and Feng Zichen finally recovered from his shock. He greeted the three people in the coffin and said, “I’m Pangu Zichen. I’ve come from the wasteland and seen three Taoist friends.”

Feng Zichen was not surprised that the three could see through his origin. His breath is incompatible with this world. Anyone who is not blind can see that he is not a person in this world.

“The boundless world is a world I’ve never heard of.” with a sigh, the old voice continued: “I just saw that as soon as Zichen Taoist friend came in, he focused his eyes on zumu. There seems to be a sense of familiarity in his eyes. Can he also know zumu?”

Nodded, Feng Zichen replied, “I’m really familiar with it. There is a divine tree in the wasteland, which is very similar to your ancestral tree. However, the friars in our world call it the world tree.”

“The world tree?” the old voice paused, and then continued, “our world is opened up by ancestral trees. In this way, it can also be called the world tree.”

Speaking of this, the old voice suddenly began to take care of its own history of this world: “before endless years, zumu took root in chaos, and its roots stretched, opening up this world, and with the growth of zumu, this world has become larger and larger.”

“The ancestor of the temple of life, the God of life in the early generation, is the creature bred by zumu. The same is true for most of the other ancestors of all nationalities, all of whom were bred by zumu.”

“However, some creatures are exceptions. They were born in chaos and first lived under the ancestral trees, but with the opening of this world, they naturally became the creatures of this world…”

There was no color of impatience on Feng Zichen’s face. Instead, he was interested in listening to the voice constantly telling the history of this world.

These are all things he doesn’t know and the past of the last reincarnation. Of course, he is curious.

I don’t know how long it has passed. The old voice finally finished talking about the history of this world and stopped. At the same time, a line of sight fell on Feng Zichen, as if expecting something.

Just thought that Feng Zichen was curious about the history of this world, people in this world were just as curious about the history of the wasteland.

There’s nothing to hide. Feng Zichen said directly, “compared with your world, Honghuang doesn’t have such a long history. He was born in this samsara and was split into chaos by Pangu.”

“Break the chaos?” the voice was a little excited and exclaimed, “what a terrible strong man. The chaos can be broken.”

Nodded, Feng Zichen agreed and said, “Pangu God is really strong. He can be called the first person in chaos. He is the strongest existence under the avenue. He can step into the eternal realm in one step.”

This is to tell each other plainly that I have great power in the wilderness. If I have any thoughts that I shouldn’t have, I’ll give it up as soon as possible.

After hearing this, the other party was speechless for a long time. After a long time, he said, “can we solve the hidden dangers in our world when there are such strong people in the flood and famine?”

Feng Zichen shook her head and said, “no, your world has long been destroyed, but it can be barely maintained by relying on eternal materials. Unless Da Dao makes a hand in person, it’s useless for anyone to come.”

The other party was not disappointed. Obviously, he knew the answer long ago. He just continued to ask, “is that friend capable of solving the hidden dangers of me?”

This time, Feng Zichen didn’t disappoint them, nodded and said, “if you pay a huge price, you can really pull out the hidden danger from you. You should have seen just now that it is the power that I use to save my disciples.”

“It’s called Hongmeng purple Qi. It’s the foundation of the road and the most precious treasure in the world. The final Qi can’t hurt it.”

After chatting for a long time, I finally got to the point. The reason why the three former life goddesses called Feng Zichen over was not for the Hongmeng Qi in his hands.

The coffin made by the world tree can suppress the Qi of death in their bodies, but it can’t solve the hidden dangers of their bodies. Otherwise, they won’t grow old day by day.

Over time, they will fall.

Therefore, they stared at Feng Zichen and wanted to get a ray of Hongmeng purple gas from him to solve their own hidden dangers.

Another old voice came, and the very direct Chaofeng Zichen asked, “there are other Hongmeng purple Qi in the hands of Taoist friends?”

When the time came for trading, I heard Feng Zichen say, “I don’t have Hongmeng purple gas in my hands for the time being, but there are many in the famine. If the three Taoist friends can take out appropriate treasures, I’m willing to be a middleman to exchange three Hongmeng purple gases for my Taoist friends.”

Feng Zichen really doesn’t lack Hongmeng purple Qi. He can make a wisp of Hongmeng purple Qi every one million times.

After a moment of silence, another voice said, “friend, if the temple of life leaves this world, will the wasteland accept it?”

Hearing the speech, Feng Zichen didn’t answer immediately, but thought seriously. It’s nothing to let the temple of life join the famine, but why?

As an outsider, you have no credit and no contribution. Why do you enter the famine and what qualifications do you have to join the famine?

Therefore, after a moment of silence, Feng Zichen shook her head and refused: “I’m afraid it won’t work. Moreover, even if I agree, I’m afraid it’s useless. I’m not alone in the flood and famine.”

Feng Zichen lied and was about to become the emperor of heaven. In fact, he was qualified to let the temple of life join the wasteland. It’s just a foreign race. If you join the famine as his vassal, people will not refute his face.