The villain's daily corpse collection

Huo Feng suddenly opened his eyes and found that it was dark and he was sitting cross-legged on the huge reef. He felt a dull pain in his heart. He unbuttoned his collar to check the wound where he had been stabbed by the sword, but he found no trace, no injury at all.

What happened just now? Wasn't he stabbed from behind? He confirmed again and again that this was the real world and not an illusion, so was he still dreaming?

Huo Feng didn't understand. He had been away from the dream boat for several hours, but he fell into the dream again. Moreover, this dream was just as real as the second dream, so real that it was almost impossible to tell whether it was an illusion or reality.

The familiar Heavenly Scriptures Pavilion, the top forbidden area that he had never been to, and the piercing pain of that sword...

He looked up at the calm waves in the distance, but his heart was not at peace. He could not explain this dream, so he could only find a chance to ask Mo Weiwei, hoping that she would come back safely.

It was past midnight, and there was only half an hour left before the deadline. He held the talisman tightly in his hand, wanting to see if there was any news from her immediately, but at the same time, he seemed to be avoiding knowing anything.

Huo Feng had been here for more than four hours. The Great Elder had arranged for his disciples to bring him food, but he politely declined. After ascending to godhood, he did not need to eat, but now he had just woken up for a few days and had wasted his spiritual energy on the bumpy road. His spiritual energy was thin, so proper food supplement would be beneficial to him.

Even so, he had no appetite at all.

The journey across the sea plus today's waiting only took seven days, but it felt like seven years. Perhaps the dream barrier really would trigger subsequent hidden diseases, otherwise why would he often fall into dreams he had never seen before?

Not only that, after he was resurrected by the secret formation, the power that suddenly emerged in his body was always capricious.

The power stopped above his sea of ​​consciousness like a gray haze.

Sometimes it would burn his soul and bring down a new red rain; sometimes he would feel restless, as if constantly affecting his control over his body; sometimes he would feel his spiritual power being absorbed and consumed at such a fast rate that he would feel exhausted.

But for some reason, as long as Mo Wei stayed by his side for a while, the power would calm down, and the gray haze seemed to disappear in his sea of ​​consciousness. This feeling made Huo Feng feel inexplicably relieved, and it seemed that he had developed a slight illusion of dependence on Mo Wei.

"Mo Wei, where are you..." Huo Feng stood up and looked into the distance.

He was still wearing the indigo priest uniform he had worn when he went to the battlefield before his death. That was the uniform of the five officials of the Heavenly Court.

Accompanied by the deep sea breeze, his whole body seemed to be hidden under the sky, the strands of hair on his temples moved slightly, and his clothes fluttered at the junction of the sky and the sea.

Because it was well preserved in an ice coffin when he died, the official uniform has not been corroded for thousands of years. The bloodstains and battle damage have long been repaired and cleaned, and it is still as clean as new.

He stood straight, his back lonely, but he was fighting against it in his heart.

Clothes can be repaired and made as good as new, they are dead things and have no feelings. But if a dead life is revived, can it live as usual?

After all, it was his voluntary choice back then. He never feared death, nor did he blame the culprit. Everything should have been left to nature. But now, it was against the will of heaven to change his fate. It was against the will of heaven to let him live as if nothing had happened. It was even harder than dying again.

Perhaps it was because his soul had been in misery for too long, and he urgently needed the breath of fresh life to completely eliminate the bad luck in his sea of ​​consciousness.

It is a sunny night tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are reflected in the clear shallow sea, the floating light is shimmering and the still shadows form a perfect mirror.

Suddenly, the talisman in his hand emitted a strange light, and news finally came!

Huo Feng took a deep breath and opened the talisman. There was no message from the Great Elder on it, but there was a beam of light projected directly into the sky, which was the record of the dream.

The reality is always extremely cruel——

The first male cultivator went to a tomb with his companions in a dream. Because he took away a secret book about special skills, he was trapped in a dream forever and was captured.

The second male cultivator was beaten to death in his dream by a powerful enemy because he ignored a child who was about to be beaten to death on the roadside. His body was not taken away, but he could never wake up again.

The third female cultivator, due to her unstable entry into the underworld, woke up unexpectedly when the giant ship was shaking violently and was captured by the monster of the Cangming Sea.

the fourth……

Huo Feng didn't dare to look any further. He was afraid that if he continued watching, he would see scenes he didn't want to see.

The third female cultivator’s experience was that she saw that the Cangming monster would turn people into a wisp of white smoke, which was forced to drill out from the gap in the cabin window and was just caught by the tentacles blocking the outside.

He only saw part of the monster, and most of its body was hidden in the deep sea, but hundreds of huge and bloated tentacles broke out of the sea. Once you were sucked by the tentacles above, it would be difficult to get rid of it.

Huo Feng closed his eyes. The only thing left in his mind was the giant monster. The tentacles wrapped around their waists gradually tightened. Some people were thrown into the sea, and some were cut off by the tentacles, with their heads and bodies separated...

He was about to adjust his mood and continue watching, when suddenly he saw a shadow slowly drifting towards the shore on the sea less than thirty feet away.

Is she back?

Huo Feng flew in that direction without hesitation. At that moment, he seemed to have forgotten the shadow cast by the Cangming Monster.

He saw a giant turtle swimming in the sea, with a man on its back.

That person was none other than the "Mo Wei" he had been talking about. She seemed to have fainted on the back of the giant spirit turtle. Huo Feng landed carefully beside her. Compared with the giant turtle's island-like body, even the gods seemed particularly small.

Wang Wei's veil had been lost at some point in time. This was the first time he saw her face clearly, and it was a perfect match for the girl he had seen in his dream.

At this moment, her face was pale, her lips were slightly pursed, and only the extremely subtle rise and fall of her chest proved that she was still alive. He stepped forward and felt her pulse, which was weak but not serious, probably because she was exhausted.

"Miss Mo...Miss Mo..." He called her softly, but there was no response.

Huo Feng sat down, carefully holding Wang Wei's neck, slowly lifted her up, supported her shoulders with one hand, and sent his limited spiritual power into her body. He saw that the clothes on her back were stained with blood, and although a lot of it had been washed away by the sea water, the traces still showed what had happened.

Huo Feng felt the haze in his sea of ​​consciousness appear for a moment, and then melted into his soul, and he didn't know why.

"Well……"

The person next to him had already woken up. He put his arm around Wang Wei's shoulder, worried about touching the wound on his back.

"Mo...Miss Mo, you're awake, that's great!" Huo Feng's voice was filled with joy.

"Don't you want to live?" Wang Wei retorted in a hoarse voice.

"I... I don't want you to die." Huo Feng probably guessed that she was still upset about his refusal to become his disciple. "Whatever it is, we can talk about it after you get better, okay?"

His tone was very light, and he seemed to be a little worried that people would misunderstand him as saying no, so he did it that way.

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the seashore not far from the shore.

"Give me a hand."

Huo Feng stretched out his hand to pull her up. Perhaps the movement of getting up pulled the wound on her back. Wang Wei frowned and endured the pain, but Huo Feng still saw it.

"Let's go back." Wang Wei patted the giant ao's back, and the giant ao, which looked like a green island, let out a low roar in the water, then slowly sank into the sea and disappeared. Huo Feng took Wang Wei ashore and reached the shore.

"Let me carry you. The mountains are filled with miasma and the roads are slippery at night. You're injured, so it's better for you to go back early." As he said that, he turned around and squatted down.

Wang Wei did not refuse, she lay on Huo Feng's shoulder and hugged his neck. Huo Feng stood up and found that she was extremely light, like a fallen leaf, dancing in the air with the breeze.

According to legend, gods are made of spiritual energy, and the weight of energy is extremely small, so gods cannot carry mortal objects or carry mortals.

Huo Feng thought that this might not just be a rumor.

The two climbed up the mountain steps hidden in the towering woods. The mountain was filled with fog at this time, which was almost the same as the situation on the sea that day.

Wang Wei managed to pull himself together and observed the surroundings alertly. It would be absurd if he was stranded in a place like this after escaping with great difficulty.

The forest was humid, and there were many sounds of insects and frogs coming from all directions. There were also some fox calls that sounded like babies crying, appearing and disappearing, sometimes far away, sometimes close, which seemed even more eerie in the deep night.

Born as a god, I won't be scared by these little things.

There were no very aggressive monsters. Wang Wei made a silent judgment and then lazily put his head on Huo Feng's shoulder.

The two of them were silent along the way. Huo Feng felt her movements and turned his head to look back. He felt Wang Wei's warm breath on his neck, and he remembered the time when he relied on her in Tianzhou.

Huo Feng's mind was a little shaken, so he just found a topic to break the quiet and trance-like atmosphere.

"It's been a dangerous journey, but luckily you're fine. The elders have already settled everyone else on the mountain. They knew you would come back, and I think they'll make arrangements for you."

Huo Feng broke the silence and began to introduce Wang Wei to a place he was familiar with. "There is a mountain here called Zhuoguang Mountain. There is a sect on the mountain called Tianhe Sect. I used to be an outer sect disciple here."

"Outer disciple?" Wang Wei was a little surprised.

"I am not a gifted person, nor do I have a special physique. I am just an unknown cultivator." Huo Feng was calm and composed, and did not intend to hide anything.

"Since you can ascend to become a god, you are definitely not simple. You are not an unknown person either. You are the most important person in this sect, and you will also be my only closed disciple." Wang Wei emphasized her purpose.

"Miss Mo, I know how much I mean to the sect now, but I don't know how much I mean to you. Why me?" Huo Feng stopped.

"Some things don't need a reason. Because it's you, it's you. The cause and effect are on you."

Huo Feng: “…”

After a moment's silence, he chose to stick to his previous statement.

Huo Feng said sincerely: "I think with my ordinary qualifications, I am not the best candidate for your apprentice. You can still have..." Wang Wei raised his palm to cover Huo Feng's mouth, "If you want to talk, just say something I don't know or something that I am interested in."

The slightly cool palm of his hand pressed against Huo Feng's warm lips. Huo Feng was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Wang Wei then put his hand down and continued to rest it on his shoulder.

"I want to hear you talk about yourself." Along the way, Wang Wei felt that Huo Feng was too ethereal. He was gentle and kind, but he always felt that something was not right.

"Me? My past is not worth mentioning. I was just like all the other monks, walking the same path, doing the same things, following the rules, and going with the flow. So in the end, I didn't know what I really wanted or what I was sticking to. I'm a weird person, aren't I?"

Huo Feng's words were a little low, and when played together with the mountain breeze, there was a sense of vicissitudes.

"I don't find it strange. If you haven't figured it out, you go looking for the answer. If you haven't figured it out yet, why don't you give yourself another chance?"

"Opportunity?" Huo Feng smiled, not knowing what it meant.

"This resurrection is the best opportunity to make up for past regrets and do what I wanted to do but didn't do." Wang Wei's strength recovered a little, and his tone became high-spirited, "Maybe, you will see a different scenery."

Wang Wei had never comforted anyone in her life, and she was not good at it. In the past, she only gave orders, made harsh words and took ruthless actions, and did not have much patience to take care of other people's emotions. Now, in order to regain her power, she had to slow down her methods, understand Huo Feng's heart, find out what was wrong with him, and make him worship her as his master.

So, she racked her brains and searched through her memories. In her thousands of years of divine life, there was once someone who had been so patient with her, and now he just happened to be her reference.

This person is none other than her mortal enemy, Tianzun Junzhao.

"Forget it, let's not talk about me. Let me tell you about this mortal world." Huo Fengpu talked about the situation in the mortal world: "The territory of Tianhemen is special, it is located between Yindu and Yangdu."

"Yindu, Yangdu, what places are they?" Wang Wei asked. She knew that Huo Feng's heart would not open up easily, just like her when she was young.

"These two capitals both belong to the Zhongyue Dynasty. The leader of the Zhongyue Dynasty had already declined when I ascended, and the world was in chaos. I didn't expect that it would completely cease to exist now."

A feeling of vicissitudes of life and the changing times surged in my heart.

"The Great Elder just had someone give me a thousand-year history. Yindu and Yangdu became independent in the last hundred years of fighting for supremacy. Two of them became emperors, and the other princes were all reconquered by the two emperors. The original twelve countries became the two imperial capitals and eight great families today."

"Double Emperors, it seems that it is normal to have two rulers in one piece of land." Wang Wei affirmed this.

"They all want to dominate a region and become emperors. But in troubled times, the most pitiful are the common people. They should not pay the price for the selfish desires of those rulers."

"Perhaps the later rulers wanted to be better. The reason why the world fell apart must be that something unacceptable had happened. If the common ruler was able to manage the world well, this situation would not have occurred." Wang Wei was analyzing his words and accidentally pulled her wound with force.

"Are you okay? We're almost at the mountain." Huo Feng asked.

"fine."

"What you said makes sense. Maybe we will have a chance to learn the truth in the future. But now, you need to have a good rest and don't bother thinking about these problems." Huo Feng continued to respond to her point of view.

Wang Wei didn't say anything else, perhaps to save energy, he just tightened his arms around Huo Feng's neck.

After climbing some more steps, the surrounding trees gradually became sparse, and instead there were huge rocks everywhere.

"This is the Stone Forest Formation. The center of the formation is a manually closed mechanism."

"Click——"

Huo Feng lightly touched the mechanism, and the huge stone forest shrank into the ground.

Not far away, there are dozens of stone steps. Looking up, the majestic and magnificent mountain gate is right in front of you.