Prehistoric Rebellion

Chapter 102
Under the red leaf forest, the beautiful woman in emerald green clothes suddenly said angrily: "It's a pity that it's too dark to see the appearance of that thief, otherwise even if you escape tonight, you won't be able to escape from Zhongdu tomorrow. With the influence of my Sun family, if you want to catch a mere thief, you can easily catch it!"

Zhongdu Sun Family!Feng Wubing, who was hiding under the red leaf tree behind him, was moved. It turned out that this little girl was from the Sun family in Zhongdu.

"Since you, little girl, didn't see my Feng Wubing's face clearly just now, God has helped me!" Feng Wubing felt joy in his heart, he let out his spiritual sense, and when he realized that there was no one around, his figure flashed , came to the back of the little girl, his fingers were as fast as lightning, and tapped the little girl's body several times in a row.

I saw that the little girl who was still bouncing around just now suddenly lost her eyes and fell into Feng Wubing's arms.

Feng Wubing snatched the booklet from the little girl's arms, flipped through it briefly, and his eyes became more joyful.He carefully hid the booklet in his arms and was about to leave when his eyes fell on the little girl's arms again.

At this time, under the moonlight, a melon-shaped face with no makeup fell into Feng Wubing's eyes, he was slightly startled, he didn't expect this little girl to be quite pleasing in appearance.

Feng Wubing laughed evilly, he tore off the pendant from the little girl's neck, put it into his arms, then gently put her down on the ground, and sighed softly: "You little girl is lucky, today This young master is in a good mood and doesn’t want to kill anyone. But you injured this young master just now, so take this cheat book as compensation for me!”

Feng Wubing no longer misses it, he discerned the direction, and left quickly, the sky is about to brighten at this time, if he doesn't leave, it will be troublesome.What's more, he also robbed Zhongdu's Sun family's "Royal Sword Jue", which is a big deal. Now that he is in Zhongdu, on someone else's territory, Feng Wubing has to be careful in everything.

After walking fast all the way, after a stick of incense, Feng Wubing returned to the small yard that he rented today, and when he checked his spiritual sense, the little monk hadn't come back yet.But the little beast inside smelled the breath of its master, and ran out screaming, clinging to Feng Wubing and screaming non-stop.

Feng Wubing had just obtained the "Sword of the Imperial Guard", when he was in a good mood, he laughed, patted the little beast on the head and said: "I still have something to do, you can play in the courtyard first!"

The little beast whined twice and ran to the side to play.

Feng Wubing returned to his room, fastened the door, quickly took out the booklet from his pocket, and opened it.After a cup of tea, I covered the booklet, the joy in my eyes could not be concealed, and I shouted in my heart: "Great, with this "Sword Control", I can finally practice Sword Control, with my current cultivation level , it won’t be long before you can fly with the sword, and even if you can’t beat the innate powerhouse by then, it’s no problem if you want to escape.”

It turns out that this "Sword Control Art" records three levels of cultivation realm. Those who reach the first level can control the flying sword to fight against the enemy at a short distance, just like that Miss Sun Jia; The flying distance of the wide flying sword, as long as you have enough true energy, you can control the flying sword to move within a radius of five miles; when you reach the third floor, it is a big leap, not only you can control the flying sword to fly thousands of miles away, but you can also control it. Sword flying, soaring in the sky, can be compared to the powerhouse above innate!

It's just that this "Sword of the Sword" also records that even if you have practiced to the third level, you can control the flying sword to fly thousands of miles in theory, but it is difficult to kill the enemy. How can you control the flying sword to hit the target accurately?This ability can only be achieved by the legendary gods.

Legend has it that the gods not only have amazing powers, but also amazing supernatural powers. If they want to kill people thousands of miles away, it's just a simple matter.Even today's god-level powerhouses in the world cannot do this.

Seeing this, Feng Wubing suddenly realized the reason.As far as he knew, the cultivation system in this world, from the innate, was based on the power of true energy, and it was cultivated into a Nascent Soul, which was located in the dantian.Nascent Soul is a state of energy, not only the source of power for monks, but also the place where monks hide their souls.

The difference is that, as long as Feng Wubing reaches the stage of transforming gods on the basis of refining qi and transforming gods, he can become an outstanding primordial spirit in the Purple Mansion.

Yuanshen and Yuanying have both similarities and differences.The same thing is that they both hide a little bit of true spirit, but the difference is that Yuanshen majors in spiritual power, which is invisible and intangible.The monks in the previous life, as long as they leave a trace of soul brand on their magic weapon, they can make the magic weapon recognize the master and drive the magic weapon as they like. Even if the magic weapon is thousands of miles away, they can still see the scene there through the magic weapon.

The legendary gods here can kill the enemy thousands of miles away. I think the cultivation method in this world can only be achieved by breaking the void and ascending to the heavens.

Thinking of this, Feng Wubing realized something in his heart, could it be that this is the meaning of the so-called "Thousands of Ways, But Different Ways to the Same End"? !
He couldn't figure it out for a while, and Feng Wubing didn't think too much about it anymore. He knew that with his current cultivation base and knowledge, he couldn't see too far. It is simply impossible!
Feng Wubing sighed lightly, and suddenly frowned: "When I eavesdropped on that little girl just now, I hurt Feijian, which damaged her mind. It can be seen that although the primordial spirit is not yet born, it can be controlled by the heart. The sword, relying on the connection between the soul and the flying sword, can be used freely when facing the enemy, although it cannot travel thousands of miles to kill the enemy, but it is enough to deter a strong enemy!"

Feng Wubing was very satisfied. He never thought that he would gain so much just by exploring the road. It seems that it is a good sign that he will be a good teacher!
"Could it be that I have the luck of the dragon veins in my body, so I have good luck? First I re-established Daogen, and then I got this "Sword Control", I don't know if I will have such luck in the future!" Feng Wubing thought.

At this moment, Feng Wubing's figure flashed, and he went out of the room, only to see that the little monk had already returned to the courtyard.

As soon as the little monk entered the yard, he saw Feng Wubing walking towards him, he hurriedly shouted: "The matter is serious, the benefactor killed Xiao Tian in Qixia Town last night, and I was killed when I was eating outside at noon The rumors spread wildly, and it was not taken seriously at first, but unexpectedly, when I went out just now, on the way back, I found out that the Medicine God Valley had issued a "Pharmaceutical King Order", offering a reward to the whole world, whoever can kill the benefactor will be rewarded by the medicine god. Shen Gu accepted under the sect and became an inner sect disciple!"

Feng Wubing was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then a gleam of coldness flashed in his eyes, he said with a cold smile: "I didn't expect the reaction of Yaoshengu to be so fast, so I, Feng Wubing, have become the target of public criticism? That's great Calculation! In this way, they can put me in danger without a single soldier, and what they get in exchange is only a seat as an inner disciple!"

The little monk also sighed: "The medicine god valley's move is really too poisonous! Being accepted as a disciple by the medicine god valley and also an inner sect disciple, this is enough to make all warriors in the world go crazy! You must know that the medicine god valley is a powerful force in the world One of them! Being able to become a disciple of Medicine God Valley is tantamount to ascending to heaven in one step!"

Feng Wubing snorted coldly, turned his eyes and said: "Let's not talk about this for now, this matter needs to be discussed in the long run, so you don't have to pay attention to it. By the way, what can you gain from following that Cao Ang?"

The little monk said surprisingly: "You will never think who is the master behind that Cao Ang. Speaking of it, the benefactor may be familiar with him."

"Oh? What's going on?" Feng Wubing was taken aback. After being reborn in this world, he grew up in a deep palace. This was the first time he had left Yasukuni. How could he have someone he knew well?
The little monk looked meaningful, and he squinted his eyes and said: "The person behind him is the young gentleman we saw from a distance in Qixia Town yesterday, and there is a hunchbacked old man behind him. Speaking of which, The cultivation of this old man is astonishing. According to the little monk's speculation, he has at least reached the peak of the heavenly pole, and he might already be a person who has stepped into the innate! If the little monk has some special skills, which can cover up his breath, I am afraid that the little monk will also I can't come back!"

Feng Wubing's eyes flashed, he looked at the little monk with a half-smile and said: "The fat little monk seems to have something to say! Tell me, what exactly do you mean?"

A wave of evil spirit rushed from Feng Wubing's body, Feng Wubing's eyes pierced the little monk's mind like two sharp swords, it was very evil!

A drop of cold sweat dripped from his back, and the little monk trembled for a while. He quickly waved his hands and said, "Young monk doesn't mean anything. Please don't misunderstand me, little monk, I really don't mean anything!"

Feng Wubing stared at the little monk for a long time, then withdrew his momentum, patted the little monk on the shoulder, and sighed: "Fat little monk, you and I have met as before, and we have nothing to say, but you also know that in this world, everyone We all have our own secrets, and we don't want others to know, do you understand?"

The little monk nodded sharply and said: "Young monk understands, even the little monk has secrets that cannot be told. It was the little monk who talked too much just now, and the almsgiver is not guilty!"

"But I don't know if Master Feng has gained anything from going to Wutian Academy?" The little monk rolled his eyes and hurriedly changed the subject.

Feng Wubing smiled bitterly and said: "Don't mention this matter, Feng Mou lost face today, although he saved his life, he also suffered some injuries."

After finishing speaking, Feng Wubing told the little monk what happened just now, except of course he didn't say anything about the fact that he went back and snatched the "Sword of the Imperial Guard".It's not that Feng Wubing is not generous, it's just that it would be better for one less person to know about this matter, and Feng Wubing didn't feel that he was familiar with the little monk enough to place his risk on him.

Even so, the little monk was amazed again and again: "Unexpectedly, there are nine innate powerhouses on the bright side of Wutian Academy. Such a force is enough to sweep the entire Wutian Continent. It is indeed a force that has been passed down for thousands of years!"

"It's just that I didn't expect that there are people in this world who can control flying swords. If there is a chance, I would like to see it!" The little monk sighed.

Feng Wubing's eyes lighted up slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "That's the end of today's matter. The two of us have shown too much limelight in the past two days. It's not good, it's too conspicuous. In the days to come, we will You should stay at Wutian Academy with peace of mind and wait for the opportunity. After a tiring day, you should go back and rest."

The little monk nodded his head and went back to his room to rest.

Feng Wubing stood quietly in the courtyard for a while, before returning to the room, he thought in his heart: "To practice the "Royal Sword Jue", you must first have a high-quality divine sword, ordinary swords are just scrap iron. However, the divine sword has a spirit, which is rare in the world, and now I am alone and have nothing to gain, so it is too difficult to find a divine sword!"

Feng Wubing sighed lightly: "It seems that the only solution for now is to cultivate the real fire of samadhi as soon as possible and forge the sword by myself. But the materials are hard to find!" Feng Wubing finally understood the helplessness of a clever woman who can't cook without rice.

The sky was bright, and the birds in early spring were chirping cheerfully on the trees in the courtyard. The little beast raised its head and stared at the birds on the tree, wailing non-stop.

Feng Wubing stood aside and watched with a smile, calling the little beast and saying: "Since you recognize me as master, I need to give you a name. I think you look like a leopard, but you are only the size of a civet cat, and you are extremely agile. How about calling you 'Spirit Leopard'!"

The little beast screamed when he heard the words, with excitement in his eyes, obviously agreeing with the name Feng Wubing gave him.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Someone knocked on the door, Feng Wubing smiled, this Cao Ang came quite quickly.

"The door is not closed, brother Cao, please come in." Feng Wubing opened his voice.

Cao Ang from outside pushed open the door and came in, holding a stack of clothes in his hands, and saw Feng Wubing staring at him with a smile, and hurriedly said: "Brother Yang is well! Today I brought the clothes from the academy to the two brothers. Our Martial Arts Academy all wear uniform white strong clothes, the quality is not bad, I hope the two brothers can still adapt to the clothes."

Feng Wubing took the clothes from Cao Ang's hand, shook his head and said, "Brother Cao is serious, I have to thank Brother Cao for his kindness."

After speaking, he led Cao Ang into the main hall, and after the guests and hosts sat down, Feng Wubing asked: "Brother Cao is familiar with Zhongdu, can you tell me where I can sell high-quality materials for making swords?"

Cao Ang was stunned, and then he looked stunned, and he smiled and said: "Brother Yang, if you want to make a weapon that you can use, you can buy it directly, but if you want to get high-quality materials, you can't buy it in ordinary shops. .If you want to get it, you have to go to the 'Haitian Pavilion', the things there are all good things."

"Haitian Pavilion?" Feng Wubing was puzzled.

"That's right. If you want to talk about Haitian Pavilion, it is well-known in the central capital. Haitian Pavilion was established three years ago. It is a large-scale auction. There is nothing that cannot be bought or sold in Wutian Continent without it. .It just depends on whether you can afford the price! As long as the price is enough, even if you want the monster inner alchemy in the East China Sea, I can do it for you!" Cao Ang explained with a smile.

Feng Wubing nodded thoughtfully and said: "So that's the case, so the energy of Haitian Pavilion is not small!" However, he sneered in his heart, Cao Ang's words were a bit exaggerated, Haitian Pavilion might be able to get some for the client. There are rare treasures in the world, but they cannot capture all things in the world. For example, the supernatural powers and secret skills collected by Wutian Academy that Feng Wubing has always coveted, this is what Haitian Pavilion cannot get!

Feng Wubing didn't say anything, seeing Cao Ang's admiration for Haitian Pavilion, maybe he could get what he wanted in Haitian Pavilion, so he yelled towards the little monk's room: "Little brother Zhao, get up quickly, we can get up today." Something to do."

The voice boomed, rolling towards the door like a tide, making the door crackle and move endlessly.

Cao Ang was dumbfounded and remained silent for a long time.

After a while, the door opened with a creak, and the little monk walked out with his obese body struggling in his outer clothing. With a sleepy look, he yawned and twitched his mouth: "Brother Yang, My little brother is sleeping soundly, why bother disturbing people's dreams!"

Feng Wubing laughed loudly, without saying a word, and walked out with his feet up.

The little monk shook his head helplessly, and vomited bitterly to Cao Ang: "He never waits for me or asks for me every time. Being his little brother is really hard life!"

After speaking, he shook his head and followed the wind away without illness, humming a little song while walking.

Cao Ang vaguely heard behind him that it was Shibamo, which is popular in brothels, and he was stunned and speechless, and smiled wryly, these two people are too maverick!
(End of this chapter)