Chapter 347: The Twelve Transformations of Waking of Insects

"Meet His Royal Highness Son."

When they came to the hall on the top of the mountain, a girl who looked very similar to the girl named Jin Ling came up to him.

"I am a golden moon, and I am the Great Elder of Tianpeng Holy City. The Holy Son is here, and I am far away from welcoming you. I hope His Highness will forgive me."

Jin Yue walked up to the two of them and bowed gracefully. Li Feiyu and Han Li's heart trembled secretly due to the aura of Mahayana cultivation.

The existence of the Mahayana period naturally requires a corresponding status. With Jin Yue's strength, even facing the two holy sons, she still has a transcendent status.

"The great elder is polite!"

Naturally, Li Feiyu and Han Li wouldn't judge their identities just because Jin Yue didn't come to welcome them.

"Thank you Your Highness!"

Jin Yue pushed the boat along with the current and got up.

"The return of the two holy sons will bring hope to the revitalization of our clan!"

Jin Yue sighed with emotion, led the two to sit down in the hall, and began to explain the current situation of the Tianpeng clan to them.

"This generation of holy master went to the abyss to fight against the underground monsters, and accidentally fell. There is no pure blood holy son in the clan. The current situation is worrying."

Jin Yue shook her head and sighed, "If there is no Holy Son, my Tianpeng clan will become a vassal of the seventy-two tribes of the Yu clan. Fortunately, the return of the two highnesses, the revitalization of our clan is in sight!"

"With the cultivation of the Holy Master, how could he still fall into the hands of underground monsters?"

Li Feiyu and Han Li looked at each other in shock.

Holy Master Tianpeng, that is the strength of the Mahayana period! Will die in the hands of monsters? Is this a joke?

"The two Highnesses have the same eyesight."

Jin Yue sighed, "Naturally there is an inside story. My Tianpeng clan ruled the seventy-two tribes of the Yu clan back then, and there were many people who were dissatisfied with us! The fall of the Holy Master must be plotted against."

"I see!"

Li Feiyu nodded, "It seems that the seventy-two tribes of the Yu clan are planning to attack my Tianpeng clan."

"It must be so!"

Jin Yue nodded, and then looked at Li Feiyu and the two, "Your Highnesses are of noble blood, but their cultivation is not too advanced. Given the current situation of our family, the two of you are still a bit dangerous."

Jin Yue pointed to the white minaret opposite the main hall, "There are also Tianpeng true blood and Tianpeng relics in the Holy Spirit Tower. Your Highnesses are refining the true blood and relics, so as to increase their strength."

"So... that's fine!"

Li Feiyu nodded, secretly showing some joy in his heart.

Because, the True Creation kept yelling in his mind, "Go! Go! The true blood of Tianpeng and the relics of Tianpeng are both good things."

Actually... These two things are of little use to Li Feiyu and Han Li.

They are not the real sons of Tianpeng. Tianpeng's true blood has been refined, and at most they can increase the power of their wings.

As for the Tianpeng relic, this is the crystallization of spiritual thoughts left behind by the strong men of the Tianpeng clan in the past. Absorbing the spiritual thoughts in it can also increase some of the power of the soul.

However, the Twelve Changes of Awakening Insects that Li Yu wanted was in one of the Tianpeng relics. Naturally, he had to trick Li Feiyu into passing.

"Your Highness, please!"

Jin Yue got up and brought Li Feiyu and Han Li to the white steeple.

With a wave of his hand, a ray of spiritual light fell on the white spire. The rune on the tower lit up with a "buzz".

As the brilliance circulated, a portal revealing a faint glow opened on the White Pagoda. In the portal, there is a vast and majestic aura of Tianpeng.

"Your Highness, Tianpeng's true blood and Tianpeng's relic are sealed in it. Your Highness is going to collect it for refining."

Jin Yue pointed to the door ahead, and bowed to Li Feiyu and Han Li.

"Thank you, Elder Jin Yue."

The two thanked Jinyue, and under the command of the good fortune spirit, they released the breath of Tianpeng's blood.

"Buzz!"

From the portal on the White Pagoda, two beams of brilliance rushed out, one golden and one green, rolling up Li Feiyu and Han Li and sucking them into the portal.

"It's really the blood of the royal family? It's really the holy son of our clan?"

Seeing the two of them being sucked into the White Tower by Guanghua, Jin Yue frowned slightly.

"Isn't the Tianheng royal family already extinct? There are still descendants left?"

Jin Yue frowned and pondered for a while,

Then he smiled and shook his head, "I was suspicious. To be able to arouse the resonance of the true spirit, and to be recognized by the Tianpeng blood of the Holy Spirit Pagoda, it must be the Son of God."

With Li Yu's means, it would take only a few minutes to produce a real Tianpeng Son. It couldn't be easier for Li Feiyu and Han Li to pretend to be the Holy Son.

Inside the Holy Spirit Tower.

Li Feiyu and Han Li appeared in a huge space where brilliance flowed.

The endless brilliance in front of his eyes flowed, and the vast aura of Tianpeng's true spirit surged like a wave.

Rainbow lights of different colors shuttled and flowed in the void, and shining star points shone brightly in the brilliance.

"Boy, those rainbow lights are the true blood of Tianpeng. Those star points are the relics of Tianpeng."

The true spirit of good fortune appeared in Li Feiyu's mind, and instructed Li Feiyu to collect Tianpeng's true blood and Tianpeng's relic.

"Boy, take those two top rainbow lights. There are also three relics over there."

After the Creation Spirit showed the direction, Li Feiyu nodded, stretched out his hand, and brought in a huge golden rainbow and an emerald green Changhong beast.

Then he collected the three relics instructed by the Creation Spirit.

"Senior Fortune, can't you charge more?"

Li Feiyu looked at the Changhong and Xingdian all over the sky, a bit like a mouse entering a rice warehouse, wishing to pack it up and search it clean.

"Don't mess around. No one can absorb so much Tianpeng true blood and Tianpeng relics. If you dare to take more, you will be slapped to death by that golden-winged woman as soon as you go out."

The True Creation pouted and ignored Li Feiyu.

"hehe!"

Li Feiyu smiled mischievously. He also knew he was greedy.

There is also a Mahayana monk guarding outside. Once messed up, it is absolutely dead.

The true blood of Tianpeng and the relic of Tianpeng were collected into the furnace of good fortune, and they were in Li Yu's hands.

"The Twelve Changes of Awakening Insects have arrived!"

Li Yu reached out and took out a dusty Tianpeng relic, squeezed it in his hand, looked at it, and nodded with a smile.

"Many years ago, an elder of the Tianpeng clan named Hongyun obtained a supernatural power to change the shape of a true spirit by using the blood of other true spirits as a guide. This is the Twelve Transformations of Awakening Insects."

After waving the Tianpeng relic into the resource library, Li Yuchao ordered the system, "System, scan the information in the Tianpeng relic, and record the Twelve Changes of Awakening Insects into the resource library."

With the Twelve Transformations of Awakening Zhes in hand, all that's left is to get rid of Li Feiyu and Han Li.

"System, pass the Tianpeng Bian out of the Twelve Transformations of Awakening Insects to the True Fortune Spirit. Let them refine the Tianpeng Bian, and really pretend to be the Son of Tianpeng!"

Li Yu made a decision here, and the good fortune spirit immediately followed the instructions.

Tianpeng's true blood and Tianpeng's relic were decomposed and refined, and turned into pure power and merged into their bodies.

At the same time, Tianpeng Bian's exercises were also passed on.

"Tianpeng Transformation? A transformation technique based on true blood? Not bad!"

The real blood entered the body, and the two operated according to the exercises. One golden and one green, two rays of light surged up in the space.

With the operation of the exercises, on the backs of the two, one golden and one green, two talismans shaped like rocs spreading their wings slowly condensed into shape.

"cracking……"

"cracking……"

Two cries of rocs sounded, the golden light shone, and the green clouds rolled around.

A golden feather covered in gold flapped its wings like a golden roc made of gold.

A green roc, carved out of emerald, spread its wings and soared.

"Boom!"

The White Pagoda shook, Jin Hong and Qing Xia turned around, and their figures moved out of the Holy Spirit Pagoda.

"cracking……"

"cracking……"

Two huge crows of rocs sounded, one golden and one green, two hundreds of feet long rocs roared through the air, spreading their wings and soaring.

"Tianpeng's true form!"

Jin Yue stared wide-eyed, unable to close her mouth for a long time.

"Your Royal Highnesses, the blood is so pure and thick? Can they turn into the true form of Tianpeng?"

"The true form of Tianpeng! That is the true form of Tianpeng transformed by His Highness the Son of Heaven!"

Seeing these two rocs spread their wings and soar, the entire Tianpeng Holy City was shocked!

"The wings of Tianpeng cover the mountains and the clouds."

"The feather of the peng, shines on the sun and the moon and shines on the stars."

Countless members of the Tianpeng tribe fell to the ground, singing Tianpeng's praises.

"The glory spreads all over the holy mountain, and the brilliance shines on the earth. My king...has returned! My clan...will definitely be revived!"

Jin Yue took a deep breath, clenched her fists tightly, and bowed deeply to the two rocs soaring in the sky!