Humans have the Wisdom Root, so they have wisdom. Humans have the Life Root, so they have life. Humans must also have the Immortal Root in order to embark on the path of cultivation.
This was a process that every cultivator must go through: Spirit Realm, Immortal Root, and God Foundation.
The Spirit Realm was a cultivator who inherited their master's orthodoxy. Their body nurtured a spirit energy primer.
Just like how Feng Feiyun inherited the orthodoxy of the Demon Phoenix race, he cultivated the Spirit Realm, which was also the Phoenix Spirit Realm.
As for Feng Wanpeng and Feng Suiyu, they cultivated the "Vigorous Gale" and inherited the orthodoxy of the Feng Clan. Their Spirit Realm was also the Grand Gale Spirit Realm.
The realm above the Spirit Realm was called the "Immortal Foundation".
When the Spirit Realm condensed and developed its own spirituality, it would turn into an Immortal Root. It would be planted in the cultivator's dantian to absorb the world's spirit energy and grow.
When the "Immortal Root" matured, it would transform again and turn into a "God Base".
The so-called "God Base" was the first cornerstone on the path of cultivation. Once a cultivator reached the God Base, then they would be considered to have stepped into the path of immortality. Their dantian would be like a boulder, and their spirit energy would be restrained. Even if someone was standing in front of you, you would not be able to tell that they were a cultivator.
This type of person was the most frightening!
The Spirit Realm, Immortal Root, and God Base were the three realms that cultivators had to go through. Each realm was divided into early, intermediate, and peak.
Of course, there were still realms above the "God Base", but cultivators at that realm were already extraordinary. Even for a great clan like the Feng Clan, who was a hegemon of one side, there were not many who could reach this realm. Even if there were, they would only be characters of the ancestor level.
Legend has it that once a cultivator surpassed the "God Base", they would have a lifespan of five hundred years with heaven-defying supernatural powers, and they would be able to seize fate from the heavens!
"Rumble!"
The blood in Feng Feiyun's body crazily surged as black as ink and couldn't calm down for a long time. However, the Azure Bronze Spirit Vessel followed the blood vessels, passed through the heart, and passed through the Spirit Realm to enter the dantian.
This Azure Bronze Spirit Vessel was like an immemorial godly ship that was suspended in the dantian. It was mottled with blue lights, and mysterious ancient runes were intertwined on the surface; it was mysterious and ancient.
This Azure Bronze Spirit Vessel was covered in rust, and the eighteen sails were starting to break down. It was unknown how much time had passed, but even the Saint Spirit Vessel had started to corrode, becoming dilapidated.
Even so, the intimidating might remained, flickering with an eternal brilliance.
This was the first time that Feng Feiyun had carefully observed this ancient spirit boat. It was this ancient spirit boat that had brought him here from the Yellow Springs Road. There must be an extraordinary secret hidden within.
He had a feeling that he was walking on a path that had been forcefully twisted by someone, and he had no choice but to walk this path.
Behind this spirit boat, there was an invisible hand that changed Feng Feiyun's life imprint and changed the rules of the world, which allowed him to be reborn and merge with Young Master Feng's soul.
Behind all of this, there was definitely a shocking secret that no one knew about.
Just who had such great divine power?
It must have something to do with this spirit boat!
There was also … this Infinite Spirit Ring!
After the Azure Bronze Spirit Vessel sank into his dantian, the spirit energy of the world no longer crazily rushed in. The Spirit Realm, in the end, didn't completely transform into an Immortal Foundation, but it was only one step away from becoming an Immortal Foundation.
"I didn't expect to reach the peak of the Spirit Realm so quickly."
Feng Feiyun opened his eyes. His two black pupils flashed with a red light, and the corner of his mouth inadvertently slightly smirked.
Each small level was a hurdle. Many people needed several years to break through a small level. Even a genius like Feng Suiyu had to spend one year to break through from the middle stage of the Spirit Realm to the peak of the Spirit Realm. Now, he stopped at the peak of the Spirit Realm, and there was no further progress.
Cultivating the Dao was difficult, and cultivating the Dao was bitter!
To be able to endure loneliness, to be able to withstand the test, to be able to endure the torture; only then would one be able to stand out and become a flying immortal cultivator.
Feng Feiyun put the Infinite Spirit Ring into his chest pocket, and he planned to slowly study it in the future. Suddenly, his neck felt a chill, and a cold air came from the top of his head, freezing half of his body.
Danger!
His body rolled on the ground, and he dodged more than ten zhang away!
"Boom!"
A black shadow fell from the pitch-black sky and blasted a two-meter-deep crater on the ground where he had just been standing.
Smoke and dust billowed, and the leaves were flying in the forest.
"Whoosh!"
Feng Feiyun turned his body over, and the Crimson Dragon Saber instantly left its sheath. With one hand holding the saber's hilt, his eyes were serious as he stared at the black shadow.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, the black shadow gradually revealed its true appearance. It was a white ancient carriage, and its entire body was crystal clear, as if it was carved out of an unpolished jade.
There were nine spirit nails on top of the carriage, and there were words engraved on top. However, the sky was too dark, so he couldn't clearly see what the words were engraved on top.
The driver was an old man wearing a black bamboo hat. The reason why Feng Feiyun was able to determine that he was an old man was because a section of his hair was exposed. His hair was already white, and it looked a bit dry and lusterless. Only the hair of an old man would look like this.
This ancient carriage actually flew down from the sky, but there wasn't even a beast pulling it. This could only mean that the person driving this ancient carriage was very powerful, and his cultivation must have reached the level of being able to fly in the sky.
Not to mention Spirit State City, even in the entire Bai Ling County, it was very rare to see such an expert.
Of course, the old man driving the carriage didn't have such a cultivation, so it must be the mysterious person inside the carriage.
Feng Feiyun held his saber horizontally. Although he knew that the other party was powerful, he was still fearless. His mind was calm, and he was ready to unleash a slash at any time.
Silence, a long silence!
"Clatter, clatter!"
After an unknown amount of time, the ears of the old man driving the carriage slightly moved. It was as if he had heard the voice of the person inside the carriage. He slightly nodded, and then slowly got down from the carriage. He stood in the distance with both hands behind his back, and he seemed to be pondering over Feng Feiyun's actions.
The black bamboo hat on his head was still there, but Feng Feiyun felt a familiar aura from his body.
He must have seen this old man before.
This was a spiritual sense, the spiritual sense of a phoenix; there was no mistaking it.
However, before he could continue his analysis, the white carriage suddenly flew up from the ground, and with a whistling sound, it headed straight towards Feng Feiyun.
Without any warning, the carriage moved like a gust of wind. A corner of the carriage's curtain was blown open, and an indescribable fragrance drifted out from inside. It seemed to be the fragrance of a spirit flower.
Feng Feiyun had been paying attention to the carriage, and at this moment, when the carriage moved, the Crimson Dragon Saber in his hand also moved. He gripped the saber with both hands and slashed forward.
The saber's edge cut through the air, issuing a clanging sound.
"Boom!"
Feng Feiyun's current cultivation had reached the peak of the Spirit Realm, and his arm strength was astonishing. Together with the Crimson Dragon Saber's sharpness, even the sturdy black iron gate of Spirit State City could be split open with one slash.
However, this slash carried a large red light, and it carried a destructive power. It was as if it was slashing a mountain. A powerful force traveled from the blade to the hilt, shaking Feng Feiyun's arm to the point of numbness.
"Cluck cluck!"
The saber and the carriage clashed, and sparks flew everywhere!
Feng Feiyun withdrew his saber and retreated. The bones in his arm were cracking from the impact, and he felt like he was going to split open.
"Who are you? Why did you attack me?"
An angry expression appeared on Feng Feiyun's face. He was not a person who easily lost his temper, but the opponent attacked without any reason. Anyone who encountered such a situation would be angry to the point of cursing.
"It has only been a few days, and you have already reached the peak of the Spirit Realm. Your talents are above average." A hoarse and old voice came from the carriage.
"So it is a senior from the Yin Gou Ward!" Feng Feiyun recognized the voice. It was the voice of the old woman from the Yin Gou Ward.
This old woman's cultivation was unfathomable, and her pipa music could kill San Ye. Her strength was a hundred times stronger than the current Feng Feiyun. Feng Feiyun was naturally respectful towards her. After all, she was an old woman.
Of course, Feng Feiyun had never seen her face before. He only guessed that she was an old woman. Maybe she was even a peerless beauty.
"Senior … hehe!" The other party seemed to be a bit unhappy, and her voice was quite strange.
Feng Feiyun couldn't stand this strange voice, and he said: "If senior doesn't like this title, then I will call you old granny!"
"How dare you! Feng Feiyun, do you know who you are talking to?" Zheng Dongliu took off his black hat and angrily rebuked.
Feng Feiyun seemed to have already guessed that it was him, and he was not surprised at all. He gently smiled and said: "I called her old granny because I was giving her face. Don't use the Yin Gou Clan to pressure me, this young master won't fall for it."
In his previous life, Feng Feiyun was the patriarch of the Demon Phoenix Race. He had seen all kinds of grand characters. If this old granny didn't help him kill San Ye, then he wouldn't have to be this respectful towards her.
"Miss Mirror, please calm down. There is no need to lower yourself to the level of this playboy!"
Zheng Dongliu was scared and directly kneeled on the ground. He was afraid that if the woman in the carriage became angry, then the consequences would be unimaginable.
Miss Mirror?
Feng Feiyun was suddenly stunned. An old granny in her seventies or eighties was still calling her "Miss"? Motherfucker, this Zheng Dongliu was not disgusting at all!
Feng Feiyun believed that his mental endurance was strong enough, but he was not strong enough to call an old granny "Miss". This Zheng Dongliu's flattering skill was not ordinary!
Feng Feiyun fiercely spat on the ground. This time, he was truly disgusted!
"Clap, clap!"
The crisp sound of applause came from the carriage.
Then, a slender and soft hand lifted the curtain, revealing a lotus root-like arm and a graceful figure wearing a white gown.
Dongfang Jingyue walked out with a white veil on her face. There was a small blue butterfly embroidered on the veil. It was vivid and lifelike, as if it was alive. Her jade-like hands held a bright red pipa, and her slender fingers gently played the strings. Her clear and moving eyes carried a hint of a smile as she stared at Feng Feiyun as if she was thinking about something.
This was definitely a breathtakingly beautiful woman. Even though she was wearing a veil, it could not hide her beauty. This was a beauty that came from the inside out, carrying a holy and noble aura.
Her identity was definitely not simple. This kind of bearing was not something an ordinary woman could learn.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were wide open, and his entire body was stiff. He looked at Dongfang Jingyue floating down from the carriage as if he had seen a ghost. His body began to tremble, and his fists uncontrollably clenched, emitting a cracking sound.
At this moment, his heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife, and his blood was boiling!
He clenched his teeth and roared: "Shui Yueting, don't think that I won't recognize you just because you are wearing a veil. Slut, die for me!"
Dongfang Jingyue was slightly surprised by Feng Feiyun's roar. Who was Shui Yueting?
"Boom!"
Before she could react, Feng Feiyun had already arrived. He raised his fist, and with a right hook, he knocked her down to the ground. The red pipa in her hand was kicked away by Feng Feiyun.
This punch was too sudden, and Zheng Dongliu's jaw almost dropped to the ground!