Spirit Vessel - Chapter770

Dawn arrived with a warm sun. Mist lingered in the air as the town welcomed a new day.

Feng Feiyun was in a good mood. His body was brimming with power. His eyes sparkled as he nurtured an endless amount of Buddhist light and dao energy. He gently raised his hand and energy circulated around his fingers.

"Only early ninth-level Heaven's Mandate, looks like dual cultivation won't be able to make a huge leap. My understanding of Golden Silkworm is still too low." Feng Feiyun was a bit annoyed. After all, he had been "cultivating" last night.

If others heard this, they would beat their chests and stomp their feet in anger. Being able to progress so quickly after reaching the Giant realm was already something to be envied by others. Who would have thought that he was this shameless? Was he purposely trying to provoke others?

Feng Feiyun felt even more powerful after reaching the ninth level. He could hear the heavenly hymn of the grand dao at any time. He could even faintly see the door to Nirvana. No one below the Enlightened Being level could match him. He had truly become a Supreme Giant.

Of course, the most surprised person was Yuji Manmiao. She reached the peak of grand historical talent in just one night, on the same level as Feng Feiyun. She became even more seductive with endless potential. She became the most talented woman in this land.

Feng Feiyun was also amazed by the Dao Scripture. This was indeed a sacred scripture on the same level as Golden Silkworm. Dual cultivation was only the second part of the scripture.

Feng Feiyun still remembered how shy Yuji Manmiao was when she left. She looked like a fox that just ate honey. She knew Feng Feiyun's true identity after reaching the peak of grand historical talent. She was very excited, thinking that she had picked up a treasure this time.

She thought that Feng Feiyun was Yi Zhenfeng the Flower Thief. She wanted to dual cultivate with him so that he wouldn't pick up other girls and follow her back to Yin Yang Cultivation. However, she gave up on this idea after finding out Feng Feiyun's true identity. She knew that a small sect like Yin Yang Cultivation wouldn't be able to restrain him.

Moreover, she was no longer satisfied with just Yin Yang Cultivation after reaching the peak of grand historical talent. Her potential had reached an unprecedented level. She could think about a bigger future.

"How big a person's ambition is depends on how capable that person is."

Feng Feiyun murmured before leaving. Ningshuai was already waiting outside with a strange smile: "How was last night?"

"You even know that?" Feng Feiyun smiled.

"Bah!

Everyone in the pavilion saw Yuji Lanlan's senior sister run out of your room. The Flower Thief lives up to his name, he's too fast. We only met for a day. "

"Keke!

She's the sect master of Yin Yang Cultivation. "

"What?"

Ningshuai was startled. He pondered for a moment before his eyes flashed with surprise. He opened his mouth but didn't say anything in the end.

He clearly guessed Yuji Lanlan's identity.

This third hand was quite smart.

Feng Feiyun left Bai Ruxue, Liu Ruixin, Mu Xirou, Ye Siwan, and the sect master's wife to Yuji Manmiao. He told her to take care of them before heading to Mount Potala with Ningshuai.

Ningshuai hung the Lu Clan's token on his body and wandered around the towns around the ancient town. Soon, he was spotted. At noon, a middle-aged man found him. They went through a secret ferry and boarded a wooden spirit boat, heading to the center of the South Sea.

Mount Potala was located in the Southern Sea, but no one could find it outside of its own people.

It was a huge log that was more than seven hundred meters long and more than fifty meters in diameter. It was carved into a wooden boat, and there were runes engraved all over it. At the intersection of the runes, there were spirit stones the size of a human head embedded in it, providing energy for the wooden boat.

Aside from Ningshuai, there were other leaders of the heretical path on the ship. All of them were overlords of their own regions and had connections with the six great clans of Mount Potala. Thus, they were allowed to enter first.

Feng Feiyun also boarded the boat without being seen by anyone.

Feiyun found that the higher his cultivation, the better the cloak's concealment effect became after channeling his spirit energy into the silk.

An ordinary person without spirit energy could only hide from seventh-level Heaven's Mandate at best. However, Feng Feiyun's current cultivation was enough to fool ordinary Enlightened Beings.

With Feiyun's current cultivation, he could ambush an Enlightened Being with the Cloak of Concealment and could even injure them.

Enlightened Beings were cultivators at the Nirvana realm.

Nirvana was divided into nine levels. This was a very mysterious realm and wasn't as smooth as Heaven's Mandate.

"Nirvana" referred to rebirth after death. Some people called it the cycle of life and death.

In other words, each level of Nirvana required a life-and-death experience. Only those who could rebirth would be able to reach the next level. Those who couldn't would turn into ashes.

The Nine Sky of Nirvana Realm was just a legend. Most people could only go through the Nirvana Realm four or five times. When they reached the Fourth Sky of Nirvana Realm or the Fifth Sky of Nirvana Realm, they would try to break through to the Immortal Realm. They did not dare to stay in the Nirvana Realm any longer.

This was a Life and Death Realm. Cultivators who could experience six nirvanic rebirths were all peerless heroes. Those who could experience seven nirvanic rebirths were even rarer. Every single one of them was a true hero. As for nine nirvanic rebirths, that was something only the Holy Spirits that existed in ancient times could do.

For example, Monk Zhi Zang was at the first level of Nirvana. He was the weakest Enlightened Being, so his life-and-death experience wasn't dangerous. He only needed to comprehend the grand dao of Enlightened Beings. Those who could reach the seventh level or higher could complete their first rebirth and reach the first level.

Of course, a first-level Nirvana was only the weakest among Enlightened Beings. In the eyes of these Giants, it was still an unreachable character. In the eyes of ordinary cultivators, it was a mythical existence.

In the Nirvana realm, after every life and death Nirvana, there would be a clear gap in cultivation. Of course, every breakthrough was also very difficult and dangerous. Many Enlightened Masters could only reach the first level of Nirvana in their entire lives, not daring to attempt the second Nirvana realm.

In fact, the majority of Enlightened Beings in Jin were only at the first level of Nirvana. Very few could reach the first level and beyond.

Feng Feiyun seized every second to meditate next to Ningshuai to study the scripture.

The middle-aged man who brought Ningshuai to the boat would occasionally chat with him as if he was trying to pry information out of him. For example, he kept asking how Ningshuai knew the First Miss.

Why did the First Miss give him the badge?

Wait a minute!

Bi Ningshuai naturally replied to these questions with a smile. Then, he began to probe the middle-aged man's questions. For instance, intentionally or unintentionally, he asked about the number of spirit medicine fields on Mount Potala, the location of the deceased seniors, and the location of their graves.

He said that he wanted to pay his respects.

The middle-aged man had a disdainful look in his eyes. 'Why does the First Miss know someone who isn't handsome and doesn't seem to have a high cultivation?

Moreover, this dark-skinned brat looks like he wants to dig up someone's ancestral grave. He doesn't look like a good person at all. '

The middle-aged man could only sigh. Who told the First Miss to like him?

The Second Miss was harmed by the demon's son and went into seclusion in the Departed Soul Cave. It was unknown if she could come out or not. The First Miss had become the true pearl of the Lu, the successor of the clan.

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Mount Potala.

The eldest daughter of House Lu was, of course, Lu Yinyin. She was blessed with great fortune since a young age. She once obtained a Nether Blue Spirit Stone and cultivated the Nether Blue Eye, granting her the ability to see even the smallest details. Thus, she was chosen to be the next leader of House Lu.

Lu Yinyin, on the other hand, felt melancholy. She stood in the stone garden shrouded in mist, surrounded by countless spirit herbs and medicines. Cultivating here would yield twice the result with half the effort. Only a direct descendant of House Lu like her could cultivate here.

But at this moment, she was a little absent-minded. She thought about the benefactor she met in Endless Land. That was the first time she fell in love with a man. It wasn't just because he saved her, but also because of the holy and elegant aura he exuded. Every move he made tugged at her heartstrings, leaving a deep impression in her heart that was hard to forget.

After returning to Mount Potala, she spent a lot of manpower and resources to find him. Alas, he seemed to have vanished into thin air, never to be seen again in Jin.

"Could he have fallen in the Hundred Thousand Land and Rivers?"

Her heart tightened slightly, but she immediately shook her head vigorously. No, it couldn't be. He was so elegant, calm, knowledgeable, and talented. No one could take his life.

"First Miss!

The clan master wants you to go to the front hall. "A maid bowed to her from afar.

"What's going on?" Lu Yinyin asked.

"I heard the clan master's cousin has returned. The entire clan is shaken, many people went to greet him." The maid said.

Lu Yinyin realized that her First Uncle had returned. No wonder why he wanted her to personally come out to greet him.

First Uncle Lu Fengxian was a great character with great talents. His cultivation wasn't weaker than her father's. Moreover, he had an intimidating identity - the Tenth Lord of the Senluo Temple.

Lu Yinyin went to the main hall of House Lu and saw many elders of the clan coming out from their seclusion. They gathered in the hall, laughing and chatting. She was the last to arrive.

Other than the core members of the Lu family, there were also a few unfamiliar faces. Some of them were the top geniuses of the junior generation, while others were the overlords of the Corrupt path. Their auras were incomparably powerful, as if they were blazing suns.