Yang Feng said: "That's true, there are indeed many restrictions."

There are many earth immortals here in the Black Sea, but they are probably related to the special geographical environment of the Black Sea.

Yang Feng learned from the classics that the entire Black Sea was blocked by a huge black wind, and this area was almost completely isolated from the outside world. Few immortals from the outside world could come here. Only through a teleportation array on the central island of the Black Sea could they go to the outside world.

Such a special geographical environment has led to many families of immortal cultivators and mortals in the Black Sea, so things like the earth immortals and the god ancestors here are common.

Xiaotian Dog said, "Even among the scattered immortals, few people are really willing to become earth immortals."

Yang Feng was stunned when he heard this and asked, "Sanxian, what is that? Is it also a kind of immortal?"

Xiaotian Dog said: "People in the lower realm generally believe that the fairy world is true immortals, but in fact, those who are truly called true immortals in the fairy world refer to those immortals who have mastered the power of laws. People who do not master the power of laws are usually called scattered immortals. There are many scattered immortals. Because the fairy cannot understand the power of laws, they can only break through hard practice. However, because there is no power of laws, it is very difficult for scattered practitioners to overcome tribulation, which is much more difficult than the true immortals to overcome tribulation."

When Yang Feng heard this, he murmured to himself: "Sanxian, true immortal..."

"After that being said, the path of Xuanxian you are taking now, which is the so-called Power Immortal, is actually a kind of scattered immortals. Xuanxian does not seek to master the power of laws, but instead focuses on his own physical body, believing in the advancement of using power to break the way. He is considered an alien among scattered immortals, with very few numbers, even much less than earthly immortals." Xiaotian Dog continued.

"So that's it, thank you for solving the problem." Yang Feng nodded slowly.

"Although I have only the incomplete soul, I still remember most of the things in the fairy world. If I have any doubts in the future, I will just ask me."

The Xiaotian Dog shook her body and without waiting for Yang Feng to say anything, she merged into Yang Feng's shadow again.

Yang Feng stood there, narrowing his eyes slightly, digesting what he had just heard.

After a moment, he let out a light breath and walked towards the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion...

"All immortal weapons belong to the law of heaven and earth, and have the power of unpredictable gods and ghosts. If there are different aggregates and laws, then the merits and actions will be different, and they can destroy all things, establish new life, and know the old things..."

Yang Feng silently recited a small golden word from a classic in his mind, but he couldn't help but think of the magic weapon he used in the Five Elements Universe in his mind.

The Eternal Divine Sword has powerful magical powers that ignore the laws of heaven and earth in one world. In this regard, it is somewhat similar to the description of this immortal weapon.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help but turn his gaze to the pages and read them carefully.

About half a quarter of an hour later, he closed the entire book and finally got a general understanding of the concept of immortal tools.

According to the book, treasures born from the Xuantian Treasure that senses the power of a certain interface are originally a kind of immortal weapon and are collectively called innate immortal weapons in the fairy world.

It often appears when the world begins to open at a certain interface, and is often presented in a spiritual wood state.

After the spiritual wood feels the essence of heaven and earth, it will bloom spiritual flowers or spiritual fruits that ignore the laws of heaven and earth. Usually, at most four or five can be born in one world, which is an extremely rare and rare thing.

The cycle of flowering and fruiting of these spiritual trees is also very unique. Most of them are calculated over 100,000 years or even hundreds of thousands of years. Once they bloom and bear fruit, they will quickly decline in a time ranging from several days to several moments.

Such a long growth cycle and such a fast decay time make it almost impossible for people to get their spiritual flowers and fruits.

According to the records in the book, in addition to this type of innate immortal weapon, there is also another type of acquired immortal weapon, which is not born from the nourishment of heaven and earth, but is a treasure created by immortals that contains the power of laws.

There is no difference between the two. When comparing the specific, it mainly depends on the power of the law they contain, or what type of law power they can drive.

In addition, the strength of the person who drives the immortal weapon is naturally one of the important influences.

In terms of quantity, innate immortal weapons are much less than acquired immortal weapons, but because they often have the possibility of further cultivation and growth, they are more loved by high-level immortals.

Of course, whether it is innate immortal weapons or acquired immortal weapons, they are very rare in the fairy world. Generally, there are extremely few people who can possess immortal weapons among the scattered immortals, and there are even fewer immortals who can create acquired immortal weapons.

Seeing this, Yang Feng couldn't help but miss the feeling of the Immortal Sword of Eternal Life.

His heart moved slightly, his lips opened slightly, but he sent a few words silently.

But for a moment, Feng Luo's figure appeared on the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion, bowed to Yang Feng, and asked, "Senior, what are you asking?"

Yang Feng turned his head to look at him and asked straight to the point: "Does there be immortal weapons left on your Wu Island?"

"We have no blessing to hold such treasures. The God Ancestor in the past also wanted to obtain one, but he never did. In fact, let alone our Wudao, there are very few God Ancestors who can have immortal weapons in this entire Black Wind Sea."

Feng Luo smiled bitterly when he heard this.

Although Yang Feng did not give much hope, he was still a little disappointed when he heard this answer.

But soon he felt relieved and asked, "I just saw from ancient books that the God Ancestor can accumulate the power of law by accumulating the power of faith. The God Ancestor on Wudao should have mastered it before. I wonder which law it is?"

Feng Luo was slightly stunned when he heard this, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, but it soon disappeared again. He answered: "What Master Feng Meng masters is the water power that is common in the Black Wind Sea. Most of the divine ancestors worshipped by nearby forces also master the power of this law."

"The power of water..."

After pondering for a while, Yang Feng suddenly remembered something and continued to ask: "On the way to the library, we saw many tribe members worshiping a statue of the God Ancestor. Is that statue the incarnation of the God Ancestor Wudao?"

"That statue of the Divine Ancestor... and other statues on the island are just ordinary statues used to collect the power of faith. Although they can also communicate with the Divine Ancestor, they are not the true incarnation of the Divine Ancestor. As the statue of the Divine Ancestor, the statue is only one on the island, now hidden in the forbidden area of ​​the clan." Feng Luo said hesitantly.

"Where is the forbidden area? Take me to see."

Yang Feng was obviously very interested in this and asked immediately.

"To be honest, the land of the Fengmeng God Ancestor was only incarnated. It was broken after being severely damaged by a powerful enemy. Now only one head is left for worship. Senior, if you want to see it, I will take you there."

Feng Luo said after a moment of slightness.

"Lead the way." Yang Feng said bluntly.

To the northwest of Wu Island, there is a very steep and steep cliff, more than a hundred feet high, and the bottom is covered with hideous and rugged black reefs.

Flashes of sea waves hit it, splashing large bubble-like white waves.

The surface of the cliff is full of holes and is covered with countless dense sea erosion holes, of which vary in size and shape. Most of them are covered with green seaweed and white salt stains, which look mottled. From time to time, some white sea crabs are swept out of the hole by the influx of sea water.

At this time, Yang Feng and Feng Luo were floating above the sea, facing the cliff.

"Senior, this is where the land of the Fengmeng God Ancestor is transformed into a wreckage."

Feng Luo raised his hand and pointed at a seemingly ordinary sea erosion hole of several feet large and small, and said.

The hole looked slightly larger, and it was pitch black inside, and there seemed to be nothing unusual. But when Yang Feng released his spiritual sense and tried to explore it, he immediately discovered that there was something else here.

He found that when his spiritual sense was sweeping towards this hole, he was driven by a strange force that was almost invisible and swept towards the stone wall beside him.

If his spiritual consciousness had not been far beyond ordinary people, he would not have even noticed that his spiritual consciousness was disturbed, and he would have thought that the hole was really just a stone wall.

"It's interesting!"

Yang Feng murmured, his eyes flashed with blue light, and immediately activated the Ming and Qing spiritual eyes and looked into the hole.

I saw a light white whirlpool of water mist spiraling slowly in the depths of the hole, and a very faint breath of law came from it.

"After the Wushen Ancestor was seriously injured and fell asleep ten thousand years ago, he has never woken up again. The water seal here has become increasingly weak. In more than a thousand years, I am afraid that it will not be able to cover up this place."

Feng Luo sighed and flew into the hole.

I saw his hands slightly intertwined in front of him, and a series of blue magic tricks immediately shot out. After flashing for a few times, they sank into the vortex of water mist deep in the cave.

There was a slight shock in the vortex, and the mist of water immediately reversed, opening a circular passage from the middle that was one person high.

"Senior, please follow me."

After Feng Luo greeted him, his figure flashed and penetrated into the vortex channel and disappeared.

Yang Feng followed him, and flew into it with a straight body.

Connected to the whirlpool channel is a dark corridor, built of blue stones, winding and winding, extending towards the ground, with no end to see. Every few feet, a white fluorescent stone is inlaid, illuminating the way ahead.

Yang Feng maintained his magical powers and was not worried about anything. He just followed Feng Luo silently.

The further down the corridor, the stronger the surrounding moisture and water spiritual power.

The two walked for a quarter of an hour. Yang Feng had already penetrated underground for at least a few miles. The front of the corridor finally reached the end, and a blue stone door finally appeared in front of him.

Feng Luo took out a blue token, rubbed slightly, and a green light flew out and penetrated into the stone gate.

"Cruff", "Cruff" sounds, and the stone door slowly opened, revealing a square stone chamber about ten feet in size.

It is not appropriate to say that it is a stone chamber. The ground and walls here are uneven, as if they were converted from an underground cave. Stalagmites hang down from the top of the cave, showing a translucent water-blue color, like glazed glass.

There are even similar materials on the surrounding walls. Through this, you can vaguely see the rapid and slow sea currents outside, which shows that this place should be deep in the seabed.

Yang Feng glanced at the stone chamber and found that it was empty and had almost no furnishings. It was only in the middle, with a half-person-high black stone platform built.

The surface of the stone platform is engraved with winding and slender grooves, extending downwards, covering the entire ground.

On the table, there is a statue head that is the same size as an ordinary person's head. Its appearance is three-part similar to Yang Feng, and it looks like the Fengmeng, the god ancestor of Wudao.
Chapter completed!