Chapter 156: Spirit Symbol

  The Great Martial Emperor's Heavenly Wind County, Mocheng!

  The entire city has regained its former prosperity, with only a faint scent of blood lingering in the air, reminding people that a shocking war had erupted here not long ago.

  In the streets and alleys, after tea and dinner, people are all talking about Mu Feng's shocking palm. If it weren't for that one palm, Mu City might have become a dead city by now, and the Mu clan would have been removed from Tianfeng County.

  Mu Chengzhi and Lin Hui heard the news and rushed back from Qingtong Mountain Villa overnight. Mu Feng needs to rest quietly for a while, and there are many things to do in Qingtong Mountain Villa, so Mu Chengzhi and his wife also visited Mu Feng for a few days before leaving again.

  Late at night, in front of Mu Fu's humble abode.

  A young figure sat cross-legged on the bed, with both hands forming a very complex hand seal in front of him. The faint spiritual energy inside the house followed the circulation of his breath and entered his body, then into the mysterious crystal in his dantian.

  After about two hours, Mufeng finally slowly opened his eyes, spat out a mouthful of turbid air, and a faint smile appeared on his face. After these days of rest, the injuries in his body had completely recovered, and his cultivation had even made further progress.

  Mofeng was just strange, the mysterious symbol on his right palm not only saved himself at a critical moment, but also completely healed most of his injuries. This incredible ability is astonishing, and more importantly, even a strong man like Wulie couldn't detect the existence of the symbol.

  What is the origin of this symbol? How did it enter his body? Why didn't he react no matter how hard he tried to urge himself on? One by one, these questions left Mu Feng feeling perplexed and bewildered.

  "Hehe."

  A faint and clear laughter suddenly echoed through the air.

  "Who?" Mu Feng exclaimed in surprise!

  As he entered the realm of creation, his senses became even more acute than before, but this laughter seemed to come out of nowhere. He didn't notice any aura, which also surprised him.

  In Mofeng's right palm, a familiar warm white light emerged, and this white light gradually formed a white illusory figure in front of Mofeng.

  The appearance of the white figure was not clear, but a wave of strange aura emanated from its body, an aura that Mu Feng was very familiar with, and it was exactly the same as the aura emitted by the mysterious energy that healed his injuries.

  However, Mu Feng keenly discovered that the white figure's aura was somewhat weak and frail, as if it had suffered a severe injury.

  "Primordial Spirit?" Murong muttered to himself, this wasn't his first time seeing a Primordial Spirit, so he didn't feel any surprise.

  "It's not him!" The white shadow said lightly.

  Mo Feng's body hair stood on end as he spoke in a cold voice: "Who are you? How did you know?"

  After Mo Feng crossed over, no one noticed, not even the Mo Chengzhi couple, who only felt that something was strange but couldn't quite put their finger on it. But as soon as this white figure appeared, it directly pointed out the truth, leaving him also somewhat shocked.

  "It doesn't matter how I knew. You don't have to be nervous either. I won't harm you." The white figure saw Mu Feng's tension and chuckled softly, "You can call me Qing Yu!"

  "Qing Yu? Are you a boy or a girl?" Having sensed that the white figure had no ill intentions, Mu Feng also relaxed. However, upon hearing this extremely feminine name, he asked with some interest. He couldn't quite distinguish from the voice of the white figure whether it was male or female.

  "You'd better worry about your current situation instead of having such idle thoughts." The white figure said with some annoyance, not in a good mood.

  "Me?" Mu Feng looked at himself in confusion and said, "What's wrong with me?"

  "Hmph, you really are ignorant until the moment of your death?" Qing Yu said softly: "You used the power of one palm left to you by Qing Feng Tian Zun, and it has already destroyed the structure of the Leng Feng Feng Mo array. If I hadn't intervened, Hei Yan Xie Zun would have broken out of the array long ago, and you would have already gone to the Western Heaven!"

  "Is it that serious?" Mu Feng opened his clothes and looked at the cyan circular array on his chest, only to see that the cyan array was filled with a lot of black gas, which was much denser than before.

  "I can only guarantee half a year, if within half a year you still haven't found a Soul Refiner to help you refine the Black Flame Evil Lord's primordial spirit, then I won't be able to save you either." The white figure said faintly.

  Mo Feng let out a sigh of relief, he had already reached the stage of creation, all he needed to do now was find a soul refiner to refine the primordial spirit of Hei Yan Xie Zun. Although soul refiners were extremely rare, half a year's time also gave him enough preparation time.

  "Did you appear just to tell me this? Can't you tell me what this emblem is and what it can do?" Mu Feng asked.

  "The origin of this token can't be explained in a short while, and with your current strength, you are fundamentally unable to activate its use. However, if others were to find out that you possess this token, not only would your life be forfeit, but the entire Great Martial Empire where you reside would also be eradicated. When you reach the Divine Realm, you will naturally come to know its origin."

  "If I couldn't push it, then how did you get out?" Mu Feng asked with a puzzled expression.

  "Because I am the spirit of this symbol."

  The figure in white almost scared Mu Feng off the bed with this sentence.

  "Are you the spirit of this symbol?" Mu Feng asked again, sizing up the white figure once more with a hesitant tone.

  The white figure nodded and said, "Not bad. I was severely injured thousands of years ago and only woke up until a few days ago. However, helping you block a palm, recovering from injuries, and stabilizing the Wind Seal Demon Array has basically exhausted my accumulated energy, so I will fall into deep sleep again."

  "Are you going to fall asleep again?" Mu Feng was taken aback by the words of the white figure.

  "If you can become a Soul Master, infuse the symbol with soul power and let me absorb it, I might be able to wake up as soon as possible. However, remember that you must not leak out the matter of the symbol, otherwise your life will be in danger." The white figure finished speaking and transformed into a white light that pierced into Mu Feng's right palm.

  "Hey, hey, don't go so fast, I still have a lot of questions to ask you!" Murong said hastily to the palm print on his right hand.

  But there was no response for half a day, and that white figure must have fallen into a deep sleep.

  The appearance of a white figure cleared up some of his confusion, but brought him even more doubts.

  According to the white figure, the origin of this symbol is extremely great and should be an ancient artifact. However, how did it end up on "Mufeng's" body, and was severely damaged by someone thousands of years ago?

  If you want to know all this, you must make the white figure wake up again. To make it wake up as soon as possible, you need to inject soul power into it.

  Soul power is a unique energy of Soul Masters, but they cannot tell others about the affairs of the symbols, so they also cannot ask other Soul Masters to infuse soul power into the symbols.

  Mo Feng had a feeling that his head was going to explode, but no matter how much he thought about it, it was useless. After all, he wasn't a Soul Master and didn't have any soul power to nourish the symbol.

  "Don't think too much about it, when your own strength is strong enough, you will naturally understand all of this." Murong Feng shook his head and said to himself.

  The most important thing now is to improve one's own cultivation in order to face that life-and-death battle a year later.

  Mo Feng agreed to fight against Feng Sen for two reasons. Firstly, he wanted to avoid another conflict between the Wind Cloud Sect and the Lei Clan on that day. Secondly, Mo Feng was confident in his own abilities. Although his current strength was far inferior to Feng Sen's, he believed that with a year of hard work, he could defeat him.

  The way of martial arts, before the war is feared, it is a great taboo. Mu Feng also doesn't want Feng Sen to become an obstacle in his path of martial arts.

  However, the most urgent thing is to find a Soul Refiner as soon as possible to refine the primordial spirit of Hei Yan Xie Zun in his body, otherwise if Hei Yan Xie Zun's primordial spirit breaks out of his body, he will be the first to suffer.

  Only half a year's time is left for oneself, in the Great Martial Empire, the number of Soul Refiners can also be counted on one hand, not exceeding five fingers. To find a Soul Refiner willing to lend a hand within half a year, the difficulty is still not small.

  Mo Feng smiled wryly, it seems that the next year will not be easy!

  However, in his heart, he was fearless. The way of martial arts is arduous, if one were to retreat at this point, it would be better to abandon the elixir field and return home to farm!