"Are you sure?"
Ye Feng looked at Xi Yurong with some suspicion. He had no idea which of his so-called past lives this woman had any entanglement with.
Xi Yurong knew that Ye Feng believed her words, and immediately patted her chest and promised:
"Of course there's no problem. I know this very well. That's definitely the aura of a Nascent Soul!"
Ye Feng lowered his brows. Besides what Liu Dao said about doing it for the sake of the human race, he still had a heart filled with demonic energy in his body.
From Mr. Wang Yangming's words, it is not difficult to guess that this heart originally belonged to him, which is enough to prove that he was a demon in one life.
What is known now are six past lives related to the human race and one generation of demon body. What he knows is these seven lives.
There is no way to divide the six Nascent Souls!
"Xi Yurong, do the demon race practice human magic?"
Ye Feng spoke as if he was thinking about something. If what he thought was true, the Nascent Soul represented several of his past lives, then perhaps for some reason the number of Nascent Souls in his body was wrong.
Xi Yurong looked at Ye Feng in surprise and shook her head:
"The human race has its own cultivation methods, and the demon race has its own cultivation methods. The demon race does not cultivate the Nascent Soul, they only cultivate the physical body and demonic magic. These are two completely different cultivation systems."
She seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes suddenly shone with divine light. She spoke with admiration:
"The current Taoism of our human race is that of Daojun, passed down by that all-knowing being. Daojun can almost be said to be the ancestor of the systematic cultivation of the human race.
Before Daojun, the human race's practice was free and without rules, so it was difficult for humans to achieve great success.
Only after the Dao Lord passed down the cultivation method did the human race gradually become stronger and stronger, gradually standing at the top of all races."
The light in Xi Yurong's eyes became brighter and brighter, so much so that Ye Feng didn't dare to look at her, for fear of burning his eyes.
Ye Feng now understood a little bit. It seemed that Xi Yurong must have some entanglement with Daojun.
Daojun was the second one to appear among the seven voices. He always felt that the seven voices appeared in chronological order, but... the first one once said that he would lead the human race to suppress all other races!
But isn’t Emperor Sui the brightest light of the human race in the dark ages?
Why did those ancient beings whisper with fear in their voices after knowing that Emperor Sui had become the emperor?
"The human race has another emperor"
These things gradually formed a network in Ye Feng's mind, and he seemed to have realized something.
What if in the first life... I didn't practice the Dao Lord's Dharma?!
Therefore, he did not have a Nascent Soul in his first life, and as a demon, he did not have a Nascent Soul according to the cultivation methods of the human race. However, this provided his body with a constant source of strength, tempering his body at all times.
Six Nascent Souls, seven lifetimes minus those two past lives where they didn't practice Dao Jun Fa, plus this lifetime, wouldn't that make it a perfect match?!
Ye Feng's heart was becoming increasingly turbulent. These were all his guesses, but he had a feeling that he was getting closer to the truth.
"So you can help me lure out the other five Nascent Souls?"
Ye Feng looked at Xi Yurong with burning eyes. If this was true, if he inherited seven generations of cultivation, he simply couldn't imagine what else in this world could trap him, what else could stop him!
The fact that the Taoist Lord can kill the emperor by simply picking a leaf is enough to make people excited!
Xi Yurong shook her head and said with a wry smile:
"I've sensed it. Those five Nascent Souls can't be drawn out by external forces. Think about how your first Nascent Soul came about. I'll give you some advice."
Xi Yurong concluded that Ye Feng must have secrets that ordinary people could not imagine. The five Nascent Souls were being nurtured in the void. If there was no way to draw them out, it would be difficult for Ye Feng to improve his cultivation.
Hearing this, Ye Feng frowned and thought. When he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, it was because of the fire seed, which directly pushed him from the middle stage of Golden Core to the early stage of Nascent Soul.
After killing the two geniuses of the Mu family, he gradually discovered the special features of his Nascent Soul.
The Nascent Souls of others were naked, almost like miniature people shrunken in proportion, but his Nascent Soul was covered with a mysterious purple-gold Taoist robe, which was extremely mysterious.
But could he tell Xi Yurong about his absorption and refining of the fire?
The answer is no, that's his secret.
Furthermore, after Xi Yurong's reminder, he also realized that perhaps a special opportunity was needed to manifest the remaining five Nascent Souls.
An opportunity comparable to the fire of the human race!
Ye Feng suddenly had a headache. What a joke! The Earth was just a small fragment of the Tiancang Realm. How could it have so many great opportunities?
Could it be that this Earth is a fragment of some place with the richest opportunities in the Tiancang Realm?
A small opportunity every ten steps, a big opportunity every hundred steps?
How is this impossible? This kind of place is definitely an important place in the Tiancang Realm. Even the great war between the emperors will never let such a place be affected!
Ye Feng shook his head. It seemed that he would have to stay in jail for a while in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
Although his cultivation had stagnated, the spiritual power he gained from cultivation was constantly accumulating. In addition, the heart that was constantly beating vigorously in his chest was constantly tempering his body. Overall, his strength was still steadily improving.
Seeing that there was no more talk, Xi Yurong became anxious and tugged at Ye Feng's clothes. She said in a low voice, affectionately:
"Good brother, just tell me."
Ye Feng had never heard Xi Yurong speak to him in this tone before, and he instantly got goosebumps. What kind of tone was this? He was scared!
Ye Feng shook his head firmly. The attraction of the human race's fire in the world of immortal cultivation was even greater than the attraction of the imperial seal in the secular world.
In other words, if there were such a thing as human fire in the secular world and someone got it, it would be as simple as wearing a yellow robe for him.
Who the hell would want to be the emperor when he can be as respected as the heavens?
Moreover, he still hadn't figured out Xi Yurong's identity, but since she knew Daojun, she must be at least of the same age as the ancestor of the human race...
Damn, she's even older than Xuanyuan Mingyu... and yet she's only 27...
Thinking of this, Ye Feng carefully calculated that he had gone through almost eight generations from the birth of the human race to the present.
For ordinary people, this is simply unbelievable. The history of the human race is too long, and eight generations is absolutely unimaginable for ordinary people.
But...is every life of his simple?
No, it’s not simple at all. From what those people said, we can conclude that they are at least emperors, otherwise they would not be able to achieve such high achievements.
"How long do you think the emperor's lifespan is?"
"Endless, everlasting..."
Xi Yurong tilted her head and looked at Ye Feng with a puzzled expression. Is Ye Feng's thinking so wild?
Ye Feng was silent. Of the seven emperors who lived forever, wasn't any of them able to live peacefully? They actually reincarnated for so many lifetimes?
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