Chapter 382 The Way of Heaven? Fate? (18 more)

"So, my little friend came back from a thousand years ago?"

Jiang Xuanwu's expression was very calm, as if he was not surprised at all by Ling Feng's appearance.

Ling Feng pressed his temples. The amount of information was too great, and he couldn't accept it for a while.

A thousand years ago?

The blood of the emperor?

The Xuntian clan? (PS: Regarding this Xantian clan, I actually mentioned it in "Chapter 158: The Art of Forgetting Love by the Demon". Friends who have forgotten it can go back and recall it.)

Is all this a coincidence? Or is it doomed?

What does the blood of one's own emperor mean?

"Guest, your thoughts are very confused."

Jiang Xuanwu gently pressed Ling Feng's forehead, and a majestic and vast aura, like the vast stars, poured down from the Tianling Cap, which immediately made Ling Feng's heart gradually calm down.

"You seem to have a lot of questions." Jiang Xuanwu smiled lightly.

"No matter where this is, I want to know, what is the blood of the emperor?" Ling Feng pondered for a moment and finally asked.

"It can't be said, and there's no way to start."

Jiang Xuanwu always looked at Ling Feng extremely calmly, "The blood of the Emperor is the most powerful bloodline in the world, the most terrifying race, and the biggest enemy of the Xuntian Clan."

Jiang Xuanwu smiled mysteriously, "That's all I can tell you. Under the way of heaven, we are all ants. As ants, how can we talk about the way of heaven?"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, these worldly experts all looked the same.

The Tianbai Emperor Faxiang in the misty ghost forest never mentioned his true deity. If asked, he would only say "the secrets of heaven must not be leaked."

However, Jiang Xuanwu said that the Nine Heavens Palace and the billions of divine kingdoms bowed to the Xantian clan.

Although he didn't quite understand what the Nine Layers of Heaven and the Kingdom of Billions of Gods were, but from what it meant, it seemed that the Sons of Heaven of the Xuantian Clan were mortal enemies, and the final winner was the Xuantian Clan.

In other words, although the "blood of the Emperor" in his body is very powerful, it also seems to be very dangerous.

This seems to make it understandable why grandpa is afraid of the opening of the Eye of the Emperor; why his parents suddenly disappear...

Countless thoughts flashed through Ling Feng's mind. What Jiang Xuanwu said was like a huge mountain, making him breathless.

He suddenly understood why Jiang Xuanwu didn't tell him everything, but knowing only a little bit brought him so much pressure. If he really knew everything, his Taoist heart might collapse.

The next moment, Ling Feng's eyes returned to clarity.

No matter who the opponent is, no matter how terrifying the enemy is, the only thing you can rely on is your own strength!

"As expected of a son of heaven, he indeed has wisdom." Jiang Xuanwu swept his long beard and nodded secretly in his heart.

"Senior, how can I return to my time and space?"

Ling Feng took a deep breath and asked again.

"Traveling through time and space is not your ability, but your bloodline, which inspires the time and space power of Xuanwu Blood. You have not really returned to this time and space, but your consciousness has traveled to this time and space."

Jiang Xuanwu smiled faintly, "When the time and space power of the precious blood of the divine beast dissipates, your consciousness will return to the time and space that belongs to you."

"Then when can I go back?"

Ling Feng felt depressed for a while. Since this Jiang Xuanwu told him nothing, it seemed that there was no point in staying here by himself.

“When it’s time to go back, I will go back naturally.”

Jiang Xuanwu sat down at the stone table and said calmly: "Can you tell me, what will be the fate of the Jiang family after a thousand years?"

Ling Feng pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Then can you tell me more about the Son of Heaven? Just a little bit."

Jiang Xuanwu didn't shake his head or nod, he just looked at Ling Feng with a smile.

Ling Feng was so frightened by Jiang Xuanwu that he gritted his teeth and hummed: "If you don't tell me, I won't tell you either!"

"With my ability, I can read everything in your heart with just a few tricks. Even if you don't tell me, am I really helpless?"

"You're cruel!" Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Thousands of years later, the Jiang family still lives in seclusion in Xuanwu Village. Unfortunately, they were massacred by a demon with a ghost mask, but they were not exterminated. My My good brother Jiang Xiaofan has received a good harvest, and he will definitely be able to avenge the Jiang family. "

"Really?" A hint of sadness flashed in Jiang Xuanwu's eyes.

"Extreme prosperity and decline, or prosperity, this is the reincarnation of heaven." Jiang Xuanwu took a deep breath, stood up slowly, walked to the Xuanwu wall, waved his sleeves, and printed six large characters into the Xuanwu wall.

Surprisingly, it is exactly this: after a thousand years of calamity, Xuanwu appears!

"This!" Ling Feng almost jumped up. No wonder the ancestor of the Jiang family could predict the future. It turned out that he was the one who told the ancestors of the future!

This is incredible!

Ling Feng couldn't describe his feelings at this moment. He had contributed to the history of the Jiang family. Was it already destined that he and Xiao Fan would become brothers?

Inexplicably, Ling Feng suddenly felt like vomiting.

The way of heaven?

Fate?

What is all this?

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng breathed several times before finally calming down a little, "Senior, the Thousand Years of Tribulation has been fulfilled, how can we explain this Xuanwu Appearance?"

"Thousand-year calamity, Xuanwu appears."

Jiang Xuanwu smiled faintly, and his body started to burn automatically. After a while, only a drop of blood was left, suspended in the air.

"If possible, give this remaining drop of Xuanwu precious blood to the descendants of the Jiang family..."

The sound became weaker and weaker, and finally only the drop of blood was left, spinning in front of Ling Feng's eyes.

"Xuanwu Precious Blood!"

Ling Feng put the precious blood into his palm, and the energy emanating from it almost made Ling Feng go crazy.

"The blood of divine beasts!" Ling Feng's hands started to tremble.

It would be an absolute lie to say that he was not moved at all in his heart. If he refined this Xuanwu precious blood, wouldn't he be able to practice the Xuanwu combat body just like what the bitch said? With only his physical body, he could directly Against the emperor, the emperor?

However, this is something left to Xiaofan by the ancestors of the Jiang family...

After only a brief struggle and hesitation, Ling Feng gave up the urge to covet the precious blood of Mo Xuanwu.

Although the precious blood is good, I, Ling Feng, will never break your trust!

In fact, Ling Feng almost walked away from the door of hell just now.

This Xuanwu precious blood was actually done by Jiang Xuanwu in some small ways. If a descendant of the Jiang family obtains the Xuanwu Blood, the memory in the blood will guide his descendants and allow them to continue to grow.

But if Ling Feng becomes greedy for Xuanwu's precious blood, the remaining soul in the precious blood will perish together with Ling Feng's consciousness.

Fortunately, Ling Feng is not greedy.

The next moment, I saw a bright light on the Xuanwu wall, and the space channel opened again, sucking Ling Feng in again...