Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1507 Sun Seizing Event, Golden Crow True Spirit Bone (3)

Chapter 1507 Sun Seizing Event, Golden Crow True Spirit Bone (3)

Prior to partic.i.p.ating in the Sun Seizing Event, Han Muye already possessed such cultivation. With such divine flames, his future achievements were hard to estimate.

It would be good for his own son to come back and make connections.

"Feng Qi, come and meet the two seniors of the Golden Crow Clan." When the young man in a moon-white martial robe descended, Feng Mingtai laughed out loud.

Han Muye's gaze fell on the young man, and he was slightly stunned.

This guy.

Golden Fire.

His adopted son.

Never thought this guy would actually be in Yunliang City.

But obviously, Golden Fire did not awaken his memories and did not recognize Han Muye. He approached and respectfully saluted Han Muye and Zhuo Yu.

Zhuo Yu took out a piece of golden jade and glanced at Han Muye. Seeing that Han Muye did not shake his head, he handed it to Feng Qi himself.

He was afraid that Han Muye didn't have anything good in his hands. Since Han Muye shook his head, it meant he didn't need Zhuo Yu to arrange anything.

"Young City Lord is indeed extraordinary. Your cultivation is deep and you're not far from the ninth level of the Essence Spirit Realm.

"I obtained this Golden Spirit Jade Marrow from a secret ground. It has the effect of nourishing one's bloodline.

"Let's give it to the Young City Lord as a greeting gift."

Hearing Zhuo Yu say that this was the Golden Spirit Jade Marrow, Feng Mingtai was slightly surprised.

This was a rare treasure.

Feng Qi glanced at Feng Mingtai's expression and smiled. He reached out to take the jade essence.

"Thank you, Senior."

Although he didn't know how precious this thing was, he knew from his father's expression that it was a treasure.

His gaze then turned to Han Muye.

What could this Clan Leader, who looked young but had a good cultivation base, give him?

Han Muye did not make him wait long.

A faint golden pearl appeared in his palm.

"I have an old friend who gave me this Nirvana Bead.

"Now, here you go."

Nirvana Bead?

What was this?

Everyone was a bit puzzled.

Feng Qi reached out to take it and suddenly trembled.

"Here, there are memories of seniors!"

Memories?

Feng Mingtai raised his hand, grabbed the Nirvana Bead in his palm.

"Hiss—

"This item, isn't this item too precious?"

He looked at Han Muye, his face full of surprise.

In his view, this Nirvana Bead was clearly the true spirit bone of an ancient powerhouse!

In the Great Desolate, Phoenix Nirvana would not condense the Nirvana Bead.

Because for these divine beasts, they were invincible, and there was rarely Nirvana, let alone a threat that could threaten their Nirvana rebirth.

In the future, it was different. Many Phoenix bloodlines became rarer, and they could only evade attacks by using the Nirvana Bead.

In the Great Desolate, the Phoenix bloodlines would not devour the bloodlines of the same kind to enhance their own bloodlines.

There was no need.

"This thing may be precious to the Phoenix clan, but it is of no use to me." Han Muye waved his hand, smiled, and said, "Perhaps, this item is destined for the Young City Lord?"

These words made the eyes of Feng Mingtai light up.

In the world of cultivation, this matter of fortuitous opportunities was really unpredictable.

After receiving the heavy gifts, Feng Mingtai and Feng Qi became even more enthusiastic.

Feng Mingtai took the initiative to agree and help Han Muye find other Phoenix Clan experts in the city to exchange for some Nirvana Fire.

That day, Han Muye and Zhuo Yu did not leave Yunliang City.

Entering a quiet room, raising a golden protective array, in the palm of Han Muye, golden streams of light flickered.

This was the Nirvana Flame he had obtained from Feng Mingtai.

Behind him, b.a.l.l.s of golden flames rose and collided with the Nirvana Flame in his palm.

Endless golden light enveloped his body, as if it was burning him.

Surrounded by flames, Han Muye revealed a look of joy.

This was the Golden Crow Divine Flame finally beginning to evolve.

The power of the Nirvana Fire made it shine continuously, as if extinguishing and igniting again and again.

Every flicker increased the power of the flames.

Three hours later, the cl.u.s.ter of flames had completely turned into a reddish-gold color.

At this point, the flame in Han Muye's hand had completely transformed.

Holding the flame in his hand, Han Muye revealed a relieved smile.

This cl.u.s.ter of Golden Crow Divine Flame could be taken away when leaving the Great Desolate Ruins Realm.

The power of the Golden Crow Divine Flame was so strong that it could burn through some weaker laws.

Transformed into armor, its defensive power was incredibly strong.

With this flame, he could really face an Immortal Reverent.

When he walked out of the quiet room, Feng Qi stood outside the door with an excited expression.

"Foster father!"

Feng Qi called out softly.

Han Muye laughed.

After raising the golden light screen again, Han Muye looked at Feng Qi and said, "Did you gain anything in the Primitive World of the Great Desolate?"

Feng Qi nodded and his expression turned solemn.

Last night, after he returned, he refined the Nirvana Bead that Han Muye had given him.

This Nirvana Pearl contained the memories he had left behind when he was undergoing nirvana.

With the help of the memories in the Nirvana Bead, all of Golden Fire's memories were restored.

According to what he said, after entering the Ruins, becoming the Young City Lord of Yunliang City, he gained the favor of the divine beast Phoenix Patriarch.

In this Ruins Realm, he really saw the Phoenix Patriarch who came from the Primordial Era.

"Did this senior witness the Primordial Era?" Han Muye's heart moved, and he whispered.

Feng Qi nodded.

However, his knowledge of the Primordial Era was limited to occasional stories told by the Patriarch.

The Patriarch rarely mentioned the Primordial Era.

Feng Qi raised his hand, and a fingernail-sized flame appeared in his palm.

When this flame appeared, Han Muye felt a dry heat all over his body, as if he were in a furnace.

But this flame contained countless vitality, as if the flame would not destroy but instead grow.

"Divine Beast Nirvana Fire?"

Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, it was given to me by the Patriarch to let me comprehend its essence.