Chapter 2, Vessels of the Holy Spirit
When Feng Feiyun thinks back on it now, he still feels a bit dizzy; it was too dazzling
Could it be that the spirit vessel traversing through time and space is causing mischief
Even the most superior eighteenth-grade spiritual tools cannot be integrated into the flesh; only the legendary vessels refined by the Holy Spirit can achieve the realm of merging with the body
Once one transcends the ordinary, one can escape the mundane, achieving an immortal soul and an indestructible spirit
No... no need
Ah? That particular servant seems to have not heard Feng Feiyun's words clearly
Strange things, strange things
Ah! Who can blame them for being wealthy and powerful!" The man immediately sighed and shook his head, his backbone softening once again
Luo Yuer gently bit her soft, tender lips, staring at Feng Feiyun, and touched the red handprint on her cheek, as if it still ached.
To merge into the body, could this be a legendary sacred vessel?
Dr. Wang, a renowned physician of Gu Shantang, was originally lying in bed, preparing to sleep with his wife. However, upon hearing that Young Master Feng had summoned him, he immediately dressed himself and hurried over without delay
Luo Yuer's small mouth remained tightly shut for a long time, staring blankly at the receding figure of Feng Feiyun, feeling particularly uncertain in her heart, her fingers tugging at her hair, unable to regain her senses for quite some time
Speak softly; if Young Master Feng hears it, your life will be in danger
No one dared to look at this tragic scene, knowing that the old man Luo would surely be beaten to death with clubs and then thrown away to feed the dogs
Feng Feiyun walked quietly along the ancient street with his hands clasped behind his back, constantly pondering in his heart why he had suddenly come back to life and merged with the soul of a mortal
... ...
Everyone is cursing in their hearts like this
Where has that spiritual vessel gone
At that time, Feng Feiyun merely speculated that perhaps there were no individuals in the world who had truly reached the realm of the Holy Spirit. However, having obtained this spiritual vessel, Feng Feiyun became certain of the existence of the Holy Spirit.
The wind blew, and the clouds sighed in his heart. It seemed that this body of his had indeed been quite a scoundrel in the past. In the eyes of these people, he was almost like a demon, akin to a book of evil. However, as he rummaged through the memories in his mind and recalled those heinous acts, he couldn't help but curse himself as a "scum".
"Does it still hurt?" Feng Feiyun asked softly
Feng Feiyun accidentally stepped on a stone, and in a moment of haste, nearly fell to the ground
Wives and such are all ephemeral; if we delay Young Master Feng's matters, it could cost us our heads
A large crowd of neighbors gathered outside Old Man Luo's yard, including burly men, women wearing headscarves, and even children. They were all filled with anger but dared not speak out, merely watching from behind the low wall, with no one willing to stand up for Old Man Luo
A sacred vessel of the Holy Spirit, which even the wind and clouds cannot help but feel excited about, may perhaps allow one to comprehend the realm of the Holy Spirit
Bang
"Listen carefully, listen carefully..." said the servant named Feng Ping repeatedly, and then he rushed out of the Luo family's courtyard to fetch a doctor
Feng Feiyun frowned and instructed, "Feng Ping, give Doctor Wang one hundred silver coins"
Although it is well known that Master Feng is openly committing wrongdoing inside, no one dares to stand up
In a previous life, Feng Feiyun was the leader of the Phoenix Demon Clan, having attained the ninth level of Ascension. However, he was still one step away from the realm of the Holy Spirit and had never encountered a Holy Spirit vessel.
"It hurts!" Luo Yuer dared not meet his gaze; she felt as if Feng Feiyun had become a different person. Although he was still detestable, at least he was not being rude and hitting her at this moment.
Is Young Master Feng not going to have an episode?
In the darkness of night, someone held a tung oil torch, illuminating the Luo family's courtyard
Alas! This is truly a sin! It seems that the young woman from the Luo family will be violated by that beast tonight, and tomorrow she will likely be sold to the Apricot Blossom Pavilion. A man clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with rage
As he spoke, he picked up a wooden stick as thick as an arm from the ground and pointed it at Old Man Luo's head
"Young Master Feng, Old Man Luo is advanced in age and is recovering slowly. After today, he will need to change the dressing once a day, and he should be fine after seven days," Doctor Wang said, wiping the sweat from his forehead with caution as he spoke to Feng Feiyun.
I do not understand, I completely do not understand
Thus, although he is referred to as the foremost powerhouse in the realm of immortality, he is merely the first among those visible. In the shadows, there exist a few ancient-level holy spirits, whose power is so immense that they are capable of achieving anything. Even from billions of miles away, they can strike down the likes of Feng Feiyun with a mere finger.
Feng Feiyun opened his right hand, and in the palm lay a faint shadow of a boat, approximately one inch long. The shadow was indistinct, barely visible unless one looked closely.
Dr. Wang was greatly frightened and kept reminding himself that he must not accept Young Master Feng's money under any circumstances. There was once someone who, not knowing better, actually accepted Young Master Feng's meal money, and as a result, his family was ruined. Even his wife and three daughters fell into Young Master Feng's hands, and then he ended up buying the Xinghua Building.
"You may withdraw!" Feng Feiyun said
"I asked you to invite Doctor Wang from the Gu Shantang, didn't you hear me clearly?" Feng Feiyun glared at him
Thud
Which spirit vessel has sent its own soul to this place
At this moment, everyone in the neighborhood lowered their heads, each one silent and uncommunicative
Another servant chuckled and said, "Haha! In Lingzhou City, Young Master Feng is like the heavens. Offending Young Master Feng is akin to offending the Lord of Heaven, and naturally, one should be beaten to death with a stick."
Feng Feiyun did not wish to possess her; he merely felt that he should provide her with an explanation. After all, girls in the human world are quite conservative, and having taken everything from her, he indeed ought to be responsible for her.
"Ahem, do I need to take responsibility for you?" Feng Feiyun hesitated for a moment before uttering these words
Dressed in simple clothes, Luo Yuer secretly observed everything with her pair of bright black eyes blinking. What exactly do this villain and the young master of the bookstore intend to do? Why do they want to save grandfather?
Dr. Wang felt a great sense of relief, finally letting out a sigh. He repeatedly expressed his gratitude and hurriedly crawled out.
Two servants dragged the old man Luo to the center of the courtyard, grinning as they looked at the impoverished onlookers. One of the servants coldly laughed and said, "Old man Luo does not know what is good for him, daring to offend my young master. Such an old fool, do you all think it is necessary for him to continue living in this world"
At this moment, everyone present was astonished
She is indeed a beauty, especially that pair of "little white rabbits," which is incredibly enticing
However, just at that moment, a sound of footsteps was heard
This may be the greatest difference between the current Feng Feiyun and the previous Feng Feiyun
This palm print was left by Feng Feiyun, and she is still very frightened.
This is the Living King of Lingzhou City; Doctor Wang dares not utter a single word incorrectly in his presence
Alas! What a sin!
The courtesans of the brothel are dressed in vibrant attire, standing on the street to attract customers; towering at nearly three meters tall, the robust ancient frontier man rushes by like a bull, pulling a luxurious carriage; the young attendant at the weapon shop grips a jet-black battle sword, shouting energetically to promote sales
Doctor Wang directly knelt on the ground, repeatedly bowing his head to Feng Feiyun, saying, "Young Master Feng, please do not bring about my demise. If Young Master Feng truly wishes to give me money, I would rather sever my own hands and never practice medicine again"
At this moment, night has fallen, yet Lingzhou City remains bustling with traffic and lively activity. The ancient streets are filled with a throng of people and the sounds of vendors calling out their wares
Of course, if she is unwilling, Feng Feiyun would not touch even a single finger of hers; this principle is something he still upholds
If this spirit vessel is indeed a sacred instrument, then it would confirm the true existence of the Holy Spirit
How could there be a scoundrel like Wind Young Master in this world
Such a taboo, he cannot dare to violate
Amidst the astonished gazes of everyone, Feng Feiyun cast aside the stick in his hand, slowly crouched down to the ground, and helped the blood-soaked old man Luo to his feet. He touched the tip of the old man's nose, then checked his pulse, nodded, and called out: "Feng Ping, go fetch Doctor Wang."
What are you making a fuss about? Do you want to die? You should consider who their master is. That is none other than the living Yama, Young Master Feng. In Lingzhou City, anyone who crosses Young Master Feng is essentially courting death.
Feng Feiyun gazed at her intently, slowly walking to her side. He looked at her simple attire, as if he could see the delicate figure beneath the clothing.
"What do you want to do?" Luo Yuer retreated two steps timidly, leaning against the wall
To aspire to transcend mediocrity and embark once more on the path of cultivation, becoming a formidable force that dominates a realm, one must first transform one's constitution
Today's matter ... ... I apologize. If you encounter any trouble in the future, you may come to Fengfu to find me
It appears extraordinarily mystical, akin to a spirit boat tattoo
The servant of the Feng family injured the old man Luo, yet Young Master Feng actually helped him by calling a doctor
After helping the old man Luo clean his wound, apply the medicine, and finish the bandaging, Doctor Wang finally let out a deep sigh
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare; how could I accept Young Master Feng's money?" Doctor Wang was so frightened that his legs trembled, nearly collapsing to the ground
After Feng Feiyun finished speaking, he turned around and left, and the two household servants naturally followed closely behind, resembling two vicious dogs
However, for Feng Feiyun at present, this is not a difficult task
Offending Young Master Feng could lead to the disintegration of families and the separation of wives and daughters
Old man Luo's body was emaciated and bony, curled up on the ground trembling violently, and he kept murmuring softly, "Let Yu'er go, let Yu'er go, she is still young, she is still young..."
Feng Feiyun nodded and asked, "How much does it cost?"
It was an ancient azure spirit boat, resembling a ghostly ship, carrying the breath of ancient vicissitudes. At that moment, Feng Fei Yun merely caught a fleeting glimpse before being struck by the spirit boat, merging with the soul
He... he just left like that, surprisingly really letting me go
Feng Feiyun walked out from the house and the library, snatched the stick from the servant's hand, shot them a cold glare, and said: "Get lost."
Just as she tilted her head in thought, Feng Feiyun had already approached her, startling her suddenly, causing her heart to race incessantly.
Even those delicate young women who were once mistreated by Young Master Feng can only wash their faces with tears; it is already a blessing that they were not bought by the Apricot Blossom Pavilion. Each one avoids him, fearing that he might force himself upon them once more, and they dare not expect this lecherous scoundrel to take responsibility.
It is going to lead to a fatal incident; the two servants of the Feng family are going to beat the old man Luo to death
... ...
Feng Feiyun's previous life was already that of an invincible superpower. However, when he reached the ninth level of ascension, he began to sense that there were indeed holy spirits in the world, though cultivators who had attained the realm of holy spirits had mostly withdrawn from the world.
Her heart could not find peace, always feeling that the wicked wind and clouds would return. Her body still dared not move. It was not until half an hour had passed and Young Master Feng had not returned that she finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over to check on her grandfather.
In the entire Lingzhou City, it is likely that no woman would dare to hold Young Master Feng accountable.
Everyone regarded it as an extraordinary oddity, much like a military general embroidering, a monk combing his hair, or a eunuch soliciting a prostitute, which is exceedingly unusual
The two originally arrogant servants immediately obediently retreated to the side, not daring to hesitate in the slightest, secretly wondering what was wrong with the young master today, perhaps he wanted to be a good person for once
This is not his style. Does he really want to personally beat this old man to death
His current body is indeed too weak, as he has been surrounded by women for a long time, leading to excessive depletion of his vital energy. He is even weaker than an ordinary person, with not a trace of spiritual energy within him. Moreover, his meridians are blocked, his muscles are slack, and his bones are frail, making him utterly unsuitable for cultivating immortality, and he is unlikely to achieve any significant success in martial arts either
That is not correct; although the young master is audacious in his desires, he is extremely timid in other aspects and would never dare to kill anyone