Phoenix Destroyer
37. Returnees

"Hey, Son. Do you really want to ask me this?"

Feng Mo nodded and looked at the man in front of him calmly.

"To be able to destroy a large sect in an instant, the strength of ordinary immortal beings would not be able to do so. Although I don't know how strong a Peak Immortal Emperor cultivator is, but it is the top of the pyramid. Destroy when you say it, it doesn't make sense. So I suspect that there is a power stronger than immortal beings, but I don't know what it is?"

The old man took a long breath.

"You want to know, but what about me? I also want someone to answer my question. No one told this old man what happened, this old man only knew that our house had been destroyed and we could not return to the Eternal Realm anymore."

"Then why don't you go out and cultivate again?"

The Sect Master smiled gently. "You young people don't understand. Chengxuan Sect is my home, there is nothing more important in my life except the Chengxuan Sect."

Feng Mo lowered his gaze. He did not understand, however he never had anything that could be called home.

"Then what did the Sect Master think of our proposal earlier?" Feng Mo quickly changed the conversation.

"You don't need to call me Sect Master anymore, the sect has long since disappeared. Call me Yan Weihan." Yan Weihan stroked his transparent beard.

"Senior Yan."

Yan Weihan nodded in agreement. He almost forgot his own name. Too long alone makes him often forget many things, even himself.

"Your proposal is enough, I just want to pass on the legacy of the sect. As for the others? Who cares."

"Then what about you?"

"Me?"

Yan Weihan was speechless, he had no purpose.

Tiandao had given him a choice from the very beginning. Those who are willing to integrate with the world, even if they die, they can still be reincarnated in this world. But for those who resist, since they are not from this world, when they die, their souls will fly naturally.

Yan Weihan had been obsessed with passing down the heritage of the sect, so he had managed to survive until now. As for later? He doesn't know.

Seeing the silence of Yan Weihan, Feng Mo suddenly proposed an idea. "When the tower is successfully built, will you be a shopkeeper?"

Yan Weihan frowned. "How is it?"

"Senior Yan has long stayed with the inscription, you have long been contaminated with his breath. Provided the inscription is issued, your soul can still follow it. Then we will place the inscription into the tower. Inscriptions made from materials that came from the immortal realm, he would not pose a threat to the cultivators of this world. It might even be a benefit to others. And Tiandao would not have prevented it too much. As for Senior's next life is Senior himself who is looking for a way."

Yan Weihan was still frowning. "If you want to take out an inscription, it's possible. But you must create a barrier to withstand the inscription pressure. Eternal pressure can still crush you ordinary humans into minced meat."

Feng Mo nodded in understanding. "Why don't we make spiritual tools into towers or pagodas? In addition to withstanding the pressure from the inscription, spiritual tools could include defense and attack. As long as no one is against the idea of a tower, no one will know that the tower is a spiritual tool. In the event of an emergency, we can immediately keep the tower in a safer place. It just so happens that one of us is a descendant of the Refining Family."

Yan Weihan nodded in agreement.

The two did not continue the discussion about making the pagoda tower but talked about other things in the cultivation world to the trivial things that Yan Weihan had encountered since coming to this world.

Until Meng Shize's voice came looking for him.

Yan Weihan disappeared instantly, Feng Mo took the table back to the storage area.

"Feng Mo you're here."

"Brother Meng, looking for me?"

"Yes, there are some parchments that I don't know how to read his character, I asked Feng Mo to help translate."

Feng Mo did not refuse, following Meng Shize.

When a shelf filled with parchment appeared before Feng Mo, Feng Mo was speechless.

" ... " Is this 'some'?

Meng Shize took out some parchment and handed it to Feng Mo.

"It's all about the art of calculating divination."

"Brother Meng can't recognize the characters but can determine which one you want?"

"It's easy, just count!"

Looking at the childish face that confidently boasted of his abilities, Feng Mo couldn't help but wonder how the Meng Family grew a descendant like Meng Shize.

Feng Mo took the wrong know parchment and opened it.

Taking a glance, Feng Mo was able to confirm that this parchment was the cultivation experience of someone who had a special talent about divination.

Feng Mo and Meng Shize were sitting directly on the ground, when Feng Mo started translating, Meng Shize took out the recorder jade. He wanted to record while listening.

When Feng Mo finished reading one parchment, he continued reading another.

It took a while for Feng Mo to recite all the parchments, when he raised his head again, all he saw was that Meng Shize was already sitting in a meditative position. It seems he has gained enlightenment.

Feng Mo did not interfere, he quietly left after putting the parchment scroll in front of Meng Shize.

After stepping aside, Feng Mo saw Kong Li and Xiao Jinxi sitting not far from them.

"Have you found what you need?"

Both nod.

Xiao Jinxi was not only looking for resources for her own cultivation, she was also looking for treasures that could heal the Patriarch. But he wasn't too sure if it would be useful. Maybe he should still ask others for help.

The other person Xiao Jinxi was referring to was of course Feng Mo. He had long guessed whether Feng Mo was an alchemist or not. Because of the flowers in Shenyuan, only the alchemists were interested in him.

Kong Li himself was a demon cultivator, as long as he diligently cultivated, the matter of breakthrough was an easy matter. He was only looking for some things that could save souls and escape from enemies.

Three days later.

The four of them reappeared in front of the inscription.

"Master Sect, please send us back."

The inscription trembled slowly, not long after which something came out of the inscription and fell into Xiao Jinxi's hands.

Xiao Jinxi nodded in understanding.

The inscription gave off a very dazzling light.

The four of them could not open their eyes.

Then suddenly a feeling was thrown.

Boom!

When Feng Mo regained his senses, he felt a pain in his butt. Apparently he's fallen down.

"What are you dumbfounded! Get off my body!"

Not far from him, Kong Li's body fell on Meng Shize.

"O–oh, I'm sorry." Meng Shize immediately got down and helped Kong Li stand up.

Xiao Jinxi got up and dusted off the dust that was dirtying her clothes.

"Where are we now? Are we out yet? Why would that old man just throw us away like throwing a dog away." Kong Li complained.

Feng Mo: " ... "

Xiao Jinxi: " ... "

Meng Shize: " ... "

You are a dog! Your whole family is a dog!

Observing around, Xiao Jinxi took out a special communication jade Xiao Jia.

The originally gray jade suddenly lit up.

"Young Master! Young Master! Are you Young Master?!" A excited voice came out from the communication jade.

"Second elder, it's me."

"Where are you? Are you all right? I'll send someone to pick you up!"

"No need, we'll go straight back to Xiao's house."

"Are you hurt?"

"No, I'm fine! I made the seventh Elder worry."

"Young Master! Woooo... You finally showed up! It's been half a year that no one knows where you are, we're afraid something bad happened to you!" The sound of crying suddenly dominated them, but what shocked them was the information the person was releasing.

A half-year?

They look at each other.

"Shock elder, what do you mean by half a year?" Xiao Jinxi felt that she seemed to have experienced auditory hallucinations.

"O–oh? Hasn't Young Master disappeared for half a year? By the way how are you getting out of Shenyuan?"

Xiao Jinxi was silent. What happened to this time difference?

"Young Master?"

"It's okay, we'll talk when we get back home. The seventh elder will make the people look after Shenyuan, and the others will return home."

"Okay, what about Young Master?"

"I'll go straight home."

"Be careful Young Master."

After storing the communication jade, Xiao Jinxi looked at Feng Mo and Kong Li.

"This place is not far from Xiao Jia's main residence, if the two of them don't mind, do you want to stay for a while?"

Feng Mo and Kong Li looked at each other. They really needed a place to cultivate. Actually each of them could sense that there was a lump of power added to their bodies.

The sect master gave it to them as a thank you, but since it was an external force, they had to absorb it themselves. Absorbing external forces was also like cultivating, they needed a quiet place to concentrate.

Feng Mo and Kong Li had no fixed place, now that Xiao Jinxi invited them, naturally they would not refuse.

"Then we will trouble Brother Xiao."

Xiao Jinxi took out a magic weapon flying from the storage area and threw it into the air.

The fan-shaped flying magic weapon enlarges so that it fits for some people.

After Xiao Jinxi and Meng Shize went up, the two also went up.

Although it was said to be close, they still needed a day overnight to get to the main residence of Xiao Jia. However the speed of a flying magic weapon was naturally different from flying alone using a flying sword.

A large and prosperous city appeared in Feng Mo's sight.

Xiao Jinxi's flying fan did not slow down in the slightest as it approached the city, instead she threw a token towards the gate.

Instantly a ripple appeared and made a circle that the fan could pass through.

"Who is it that can pass through the gate so easily?! I've been in line since morning here and haven't come in yet, what are the guards doing?" One cannot not curse.

"You are a newcomer in one look." o

Others scoffed from behind.

"What do you mean?!"

"The person who can pass through the guards with flying tools is only Xiao Jia here!"

Hearing about Xiao Jia, the man instantly shrank. Dare not to make trouble again.