Listening to Wu Lingfeng's question, Wu Aotian said without a moment's pause: "I don't know, I just felt a trace of pure but strange energy suddenly surged in my arm at that time, and then that was the result..."

Wu Lingfeng raised his eyebrows, and stared at Wu Aotian in amazement, as if Wu Aotian's face suddenly turned into a flower: "Then can you still feel it now?"

Wu Aotian shook his head, Wu Aotian would naturally be tight-lipped about the Eight Desolation Spirit Gathering Cauldron in his body, but he needed to find a reason to explain the upcoming changes in his body.

Wu Lingfeng let out a little disappointment, Wu Aotian couldn't practice the body strengthening formula, and his status was reduced to a commoner, not to mention enjoying the privileges of the nobility, he couldn't even wear silk clothes, but only coarse cloth clothes, because this is stipulated by the iron law of the empire, Common people are not allowed to wear silk and satin clothes. Even if you are a super rich man with a wealth of wealth and high social status, you must still wear coarse cloth clothes. This is the privilege of the nobility and a symbol of status.

Hearing Wu Aotian said that he felt the energy in his body, Wu Lingfeng naturally had expectations. He hoped that this younger brother would change. He didn't want to reach any high level, but he wanted to be able to practice body strengthening formulas and reach the lowest level of body strengthening. Normal people, that's fine.

Wu Lingfeng is not willing to inherit his father's title of ninth-class nobleman in the future. What he yearns for is to become a real spiritual monk, so he hopes that his younger brother can practice the formula of strengthening the body. Even if he fails to practice, he can still inherit the title of nobleman for the rest of his life. No worries about food and clothing.

Wu Aotian knew what Wu Lingfeng was thinking. Looking at Wu Lingfeng's somewhat disappointed face, Wu Aotian smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry, I didn't die under such circumstances. The so-called surviving a catastrophe must have future blessings. Maybe I will die in the future." There really isn't necessarily any change in fate..."

Wu Lingfeng is right when he thinks about it. It is already a miracle that a person who cannot practice the body strengthening formula can break the opponent's five ribs with his bare hands in a sparring fight with a person in the fifth level of body strengthening. This miracle happened to him The third younger brother, maybe some strange things will happen in the future.

"Third brother, you are right, there must be blessings after death..."

With a sigh, Wu Lingfeng's eyes became fierce again: "But Wanjia really bullied people too much this time. Wanqing even bullied you who couldn't cultivate. He deserved what he deserved this time, but this matter will definitely not end like this. !"

Wu Aotian nodded affirmatively: "Yes, my hand, big brother's leg, we can't just forget about it."

Wu Lingfeng responded loudly, but looked at Wu Aotian's face strangely, and said strangely: "Hey, why did you promise so readily today, why do you feel a little different from the previous you?"

Wu Aotian smiled, in the past, Wu Aotian had a low self-esteem because he could not cultivate, and he always tried his best to avoid conflicts with others, even the time he had a fight with others that resulted in his death was because he drank a lot of alcohol and was ridiculed by others on impulse Yes, usually he is a master who swallows his anger, but now Wu Aotian is the Yanhuang special police number who is so arrogant to the bone that he can only let others suffer and never suffer, how can he still be like before?

What's more, Wu Aotian now has this mysterious Eight Desolation Spirit Gathering Cauldron!

Although Wu Aotian is not very clear about the function of the Eight Desolation Spirit Gathering Ding, he believes that this Eight Desolation Spirit Gathering Ding will definitely have a very powerful effect. It is up to Wu Aotian to explore by himself.

"Perhaps it was this fight that made me understand that the problem cannot be solved by being patient. To deal with the enemy, we must use stronger means to make them fearful and terrified. Only in this way will they be truly afraid of you! "

Wu Lingfeng's eyes widened, and he looked at Wu Aotian in disbelief, as if seeing a ghost, but soon Wu Lingfeng patted Wu Aotian's shoulder happily: "Okay, third brother, what you said is really good! If you can practice , that would be great, hey..."

Wu Aotian supported Wu Lingfeng who was standing on one leg, and smiled softly: "The matter will be resolved, brother, please sit down first, don't hurt your legs."

Wu Lingfeng looked at Wu Aotian who didn't care at all, sighed softly, and then sat down on the side of the bed: "People can be suffocated to death by urine even if they can't practice the body strengthening formula, but they can still achieve fame , have there been many people throughout the ages, even though they couldn't practice the formula of strengthening the body, are they known all over the world when they become famous?"

Wu Aotian froze for a moment, knowing that Wu Lingfeng was comforting himself, this feeling of being cared for made Wu Aotian's heart involuntarily warm.

"Dong dong dong..."

A hasty knock on the door interrupted their conversation, Wu Aotian frowned, turned and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was Abby.

There was panic on Ai Bier's face, looking at Wu Aotian who was standing at the door, Ai Bier said anxiously: "Young master, the Wan family is here."

Wu Aotian raised his brows slightly, like two flying knives, about to fly out through the air.

"What are they doing here?"

There was panic on Ai Bier's face: "Songyun Qi's family came with them, they are arrogant, I guess they are looking for trouble..."

Before Wu Aotian could speak, Wu Lingfeng who was on the edge of the bed behind had already slapped the edge of the bed heavily, and shouted angrily: "It's too much bullying, even though this Qi family is an eighth-class nobleman, but they are collaborating with the Wan family, now they are looking for you, but Is there no one in the Wu family who bullies us?"

Jumping on one foot, he jumped out of the bed and was about to walk out the door: "I'm going to see what they want to do. I'm so angry, no matter what eighth-class nobleman he is, I will twitch my mouth." kill them!"

Looking at Wu Lingfeng who was limping on one foot, Wu Aotian quickly stopped him: "Brother, your foot is injured and it is inconvenient to move. You should recuperate here. I'll go and have a look."

Wu Lingfeng froze for a moment, and looked at Wu Aotian with some uneasiness: "Third brother, aren't you also injured? Besides, that old guy from the Qi family is not a good stubble at all. Third brother, you don't like to argue with others, so I'll go." .”

Listening to Wu Lingfeng's comments to him, Wu Aotian felt warm in his heart. Although this big brother is rough, he still cares about this younger brother very much. It is a euphemism for him to say that he doesn't like to argue with others. The real Wu Aotian In fact, because of not being able to cultivate, the character is quite autistic, which is very cowardly.

"Brother, it's not to fight, don't worry, after this incident, I have already thought clearly." Wu Aotian stopped Wu Lingfeng who was jumping on his feet: "Isn't my father still there? I just went to see the situation. , don’t you let them see a joke by jumping like this?”

When Wu Lingfeng was reminded like this, he immediately felt that it made sense. He led people to fight with the Wan family, and his leg was broken. If they saw it, even if they didn't laugh out loud, he would be very unhappy and mocked secretly. How many words?

"Okay, third brother, go and have a look and see what those two old guys are trying to do."

Wu Lingfeng returned to the bed and sat down again, patted the edge of the bed again bitterly, and cursed: "F*ck, when I succeed in cultivation, I will fuck those two old bastards then!"

Wu Aotian felt a little funny when he heard Wu Lingfeng who was full of foul language, he was born in a noble family, this Wu Lingfeng didn't know how to develop such a character, he was just rough, but he often said foul language, it's really weird.

After closing the door, Wu Aotian took a deep breath, waved his hand to Ai Bier: "Go, go and have a look."

Arriving at the martial arts hall, Wu Aotian did not rush in, but stood outside the side door, quietly surveyed the situation in the hall, and listened carefully to what they were talking about.

In the Wu family hall, Wu Houde, the head of the Wu family, sat a rather thin old man in his usual place. This old man was dressed in a brocade robe and a jade belt, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist. There was an unconcealable arrogance between his brows.

Wu Ao took a quick look and recognized this old man as Qi Tiancheng, Patriarch of the Qi Family, one of the two eighth-class nobles in Songyun City. Qi Tiancheng was holding a teacup, sipping tea with a gloomy expression.

Wu Houde, that is, Wu Aotian's father, sat on the lower seat, with uncontrollable anger on his face, staring at an old man in his 50s opposite him.

The figure of that old man in his fifties was exactly the opposite of Qi Tiancheng's, he was an out-and-out fat man, and the brocade robe was worn on his body, forcibly giving him the demeanor of a nouveau riche.

His face had the same look of anger, but his eyes revealed a bit of subtle cunning and viciousness.

The Patriarch of the Wan Family, Wan Chengshan, is the father of Wan Qing.

Wan Chengshan's tone was almost the same as his eyes, gloomy, just like the sky outside at the moment: "Wu Houde, don't forget that your son can't practice body strengthening formula, he is not a nobleman, he just A commoner..."

"You should be very clear about the iron law of the empire. What is the crime of a commoner attacking a noble first and severely injuring him..." Wan Chengshan's words contained undisguised hatred and an inexplicable complacency. Like a fox catching a hen that ran out of the coop.

Although Wu Aotian only heard such a sentence, he already understood what Wanchengshan was here for today.

He came to take revenge on the samurai family, and he used the iron law of the empire as a tool for revenge.

The iron law of the empire stipulates that in the four classes of slaves, commoners, nobles, and royals, the status of the four classes is from low to high. It is a felony for a commoner to injure a noble. The Wu family and the Wan family were originally ninth-class nobles with equal status , but the surprise is that Wu Aotian can't practice the body strengthening formula, so although he is the son of the head of the Wu family, he doesn't have the qualifications of a nobleman, but is just a commoner.

If Wu Aotian can practice the body strengthening formula, even if he only practiced it to the first level of the body strengthening state, then what happened today would at most be attributed to the quarrel between two nobles, and both of them were injured. It is also impossible to take advantage of it, but because of Wu Aotian's status as a commoner, the Wan family found an excuse to attack Wu Aotian, and now the Wan family has found the Qi family to come to the Wu family with the intention of taking Wu Aotian away.

This is of course an excuse, of course it is done maliciously, as long as you are not an idiot, you can think of this, but the iron law of the empire does have such a law, which makes Wu Houde very angry.

"Hmph, Wan Chengshan, don't think I don't know what I'm up to, it's just that you're a little too nasty, your son Wan Qing, who is at the fifth level of physical strength, actually openly bullies Aotian on the street, you Wan family He didn't take our Wu family seriously."

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Third update.

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