Chapter 223 The Heavenly Father is actually myself?
"If we're looking for someone, if they're all within the territory of Daqin, A Zheng can do it."
Daji played with the tassels on her sleeves and suddenly changed the subject, "As for the way home."
She rested her chin on her hand and looked at Wang Feng with an inquiring gaze. Suddenly, she chuckled, "It's very simple. Just let yourself sleep for more than two thousand years, and then you can return to your own time."
Wang Feng shuddered when he heard this. This method sounded creepy.
Sleeping for more than two thousand years?
How is that different from being buried alive?
I'm afraid that before he can return to his original era, he will have turned into a pile of bones.
"Is there any other way?" Wang Feng asked.
Daji seemed to have anticipated his question. She covered her red lips with her delicate jade fingers and smiled, "You will go back the same way you came."
She paused deliberately, her eyes flickering with a hint of teasing, "Of course, there's no guarantee of success."
The corners of Wang Feng's mouth twitched. It was as good as saying nothing.
But on second thought, the Dark River is indeed the only clue.
After finding Shaka, Feng Zhoulong and others, maybe we can really try to use the same method to return to the modern era.
"Then I'll trouble your Majesty to help me find my missing companions." Wang Feng turned around and saluted King Ying Zheng of Qin who had been standing quietly beside him.
The gold threads on Ying Zheng's black dragon robe flickered faintly in the candlelight. His deep gaze was as calm as an ancient well. "It's a small matter. But everything has a price."
He slowly raised his hand, his wide sleeves falling, "I will find someone for you, you should pay the corresponding price."
Wang Feng froze for a moment, then nodded in understanding. "Makes sense. I wonder what Your Majesty wishes?"
"I want the magic training system of future generations." Ying Zheng's words were loud and clear.
"This..." Wang Feng looked up in surprise, his brows furrowed. "Didn't His Majesty say that he didn't want this era to be turbulent due to unnecessary changes?"
Ying Zheng's lips curled up slightly, revealing an unfathomable smile. "The Eye of Time is different. As you said, there already exists one in this world. If you add the one in your hand, we will have two stars coexisting."
"But since the cultivation system is destined to appear in the future, what's the harm in it appearing sooner or later?"
"What's more..." Ying Zheng suddenly stopped talking, his deep eyes piercing Wang Feng like a sharp sword, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
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Wang Feng was bewildered by the look and slowly typed a question mark.
"A Zheng, you still have such a bad taste." Daji covered her lips and chuckled. "What he meant was that if you pass on the method of cultivation, you will be revered as the ancestor by future generations."
Her eyes flickered as she added meaningfully, "This merit is quite significant."
Wang Feng was struck by lightning, and a shocking idea suddenly flashed through his mind.
Wasn’t the Father of Magic, God, deified because he taught the magic system?
Didn’t Athena, the first goddess of the Parthenon, also ascend to the throne of God because she ended the Titan era?
"If I teach the Star Child the magic system," he muttered to himself, and suddenly his eyes widened, "Could it be that the Heavenly Father is actually myself?!"
The thought made him gasp, but an indescribable anticipation surged in his chest.
"Okay!" Wang Feng nodded heavily, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Although I only know a little bit, I can still be a mentor."
"That's very good." Ying Zheng clapped his hands with satisfaction.
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After Wang Feng left to prepare teaching materials, he spoke thoughtfully, "A Zheng, you seem to think highly of him?"
The flames from the bronze lamps in the hall danced on Ying Zheng's deep outline.
"Although he is from the future and knows many mysteries," Daji said, "he shouldn't be favored by you, who is already the emperor."
A sly glint flashed in her eyes. "This doesn't seem like a deal. It seems more like I'm helping the younger generation."
Ying Zheng suddenly smiled, the golden threads on his black dragon robe flowing with his movements: "He carries my inheritance."
There was a rare gentleness in his tone, "Even if he is not a blood descendant, he must be my successor, or even" he paused, "who knows me."
Daji was startled at first, then her bright eyes flickered and she smiled softly, "No wonder you wanted him to be your teacher." She looked towards the direction Wang Feng left outside the hall, "So he's cultivating his own family."
…
Wang Feng followed Ying Zheng's confidant through the winding palace road and came to the palace prepared for distinguished guests.
Compared with Daji's magnificent residence, this place is less luxurious, but it exudes an ancient and heavy atmosphere.
The carved beams and painted buildings are full of the grandeur of Qin style, but lack the embellishment of modern magic instruments.
He solemnly took out a dozen crystal clear awakening stones and an exquisite awakening compass from his arms.
These are the core of the Star Magic System.
In the original world, their production methods were strictly controlled by the Magic Association.
But for Wang Feng, who has mastered twenty types of magic and possesses the soul of a sixteen-winged Seraphim, these secrets are no longer secrets.
"Combining Star Magic with Elemental Stones to create an Awakening Stone." Wang Feng stroked the Awakening Stone in his hand and couldn't help but sigh, "The person who can come up with this idea is truly a genius."
He finally understood why Star Magic was the only one.
Compared to witchcraft and spells that require complex rituals and sacrifices, this system, which only requires awakening stars and casting spells in a fixed arrangement, has overwhelming advantages in cost and ease of use.
"But now," Wang Feng suddenly laughed out loud, "the title of genius is mine! You're truly worthy of it, Wang Feng!"
Wang Feng patted his shoulder, then spread out the silk and dipped the brush in ink.
As the pen moves, the arrangement order from star tracks to star palaces is presented one by one.
When the diagram of the nineteen types of magic was fully displayed, Wang Feng stopped writing.
He was silent for a moment, and finally kept only the six elements of magic except the light element, and put the rest of the maps away again.
"That should be enough," he said softly.
Although teaching the complete nineteen types of magic can make the magic civilization of this era develop more brilliantly, it would also bring too much change to the world.
Wang Feng was not sure whether this would have an irreversible impact on his original timeline.
To be on the safe side, he decided to only teach the six basic elements.
The remaining magic systems should be left for future generations to explore and develop on their own.
…
A remote mountain village somewhere in the world.
Su Lu stood on the rugged hillside, his black robe blown up by the strong wind.
He looked down at the ramshackle thatched houses in the valley and the skinny villagers, his forehead veins bulging. "Damn it! What the hell is this place?!"
Behind him, the golden Titan old god Apollo stood like a mountain, and the dark aura of the sun god emitted an ominous light under the gloomy sky, forming a strange contrast with this barren mountain village.
"It must be Wang Feng." Su Lu's fists clenched and creaked, his nails digging deep into his palms, oozing blood. "That damn green light at the end distorted the nature of the Dark River."
His eyes swept across the desolate land, and he suddenly grinned and let out a creepy laugh: "Hahaha, that's fine!"
The laughter echoed through the valley, startling a flock of crows. "Let me start with these ants and build my eternal empire!"
(End of this chapter)
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