Prehistoric Rebellion

Chapter 134

The strong wind danced wildly, Feng Wubing stood in the sky, and Lingbao quietly curled up in his arms.God's eyes opened, and he could see everything on Wutian planet at a glance, including Liu Yiyi, grandfather, and that younger brother, and Kazama who hadn't left yet, took a quick glance and then looked away.

He took a deep breath, his lips squirmed, and the ripples flowed away: "Grandfather, grandson is leaving, if there is a destiny, you and I will meet in heaven in the future!"

Following his voice, this fluctuation surged into the ears of Feng Tianran, who was standing on the top of the imperial city at the moment, making him burst into tears, and hissed: "No disease, you must live well, don't Forget your promise, when you and my grandchildren roam the heavens in the future, let all the immortals worship and let all the gods prostrate!"

Let Wanxian worship!Let the gods prostrate!Feng Wubing also shed a line of tears, and the multicolored brilliance of the escaping cone appeared on the top of his head, shining down, connecting his primordial spirit, reflecting back to the boundless starry sky, and the boundless starry sky appeared in front of his eyes in an instant.

Boundless!Boundless!Hundreds of millions of stars are passing by in front of your eyes, there is no end to it!

In just a split second, Feng Wubing took advantage of the innate magic weapon to get a panoramic view of the starry sky, and the power of the primordial spirit also quickly exhausted. At the moment when Feng Jian's anger came, he looked at it with a smile, and then thought With a slight movement, his figure lost its trace in the void, even if Feng Jian swept his divine sense to the boundless stars, he could not find his trace.

At this point, Kazama was finally sure that Feng Wubing had left the Xuan Star Domain. After the fury, he fell silent, looked at the stars and sighed, and whispered to himself: "Wubing, it's good if you leave, maybe you can escape them chase!"

This sentence is nothing more than his self-comfort. He knows how much trouble Wubing has caused this time. People from Nalan's three major families were also preparing to descend, all because of Feng Wubing who fled to nowhere.

The Qingyuan Sect is a small sect of self-cultivation in the Illusory Mist Planet. There are only a dozen or so members in the sect. Except for an ancestor of the Nascent Soul Stage, only three of the other disciples have reached the Golden Core Stage. small pie.

The Qingyuan Sect is located in the western depths of the Illusory Mist Planet, behind a dense forest, there are three strange peaks, each with horns.Surrounded by a large array of guardians, surrounded by clouds and mists all year round, there is a faint hint of elegant fairy spirit, but compared with those great sects located in the Central Continent, it is not the slightest difference.

A young man about 25 years old was walking step by step from the outside towards the depths of the forest, muttering as he walked, "I didn't get anything out this time, and I offended the disciples of Yuxuanzong. Fortunately, the gain outweighs the gain! Young Master, I am smart, otherwise I won’t be able to come back!”

Muttering, he suddenly paused, his eyes stayed on a body lying on his back beside the road, and he saw that person's clothes were messy, his face was pale and bloodless.A little green leopard the size of a civet cat was facing the unconscious man's face, whining from time to time.

The little leopard was very sensitive, and immediately spotted the young man. A pair of nimble eyeballs showed a vigilant look, pawing the ground with its claws from time to time, and its body contracted, showing a posture of attacking at any time!
"What a spiritual little beast!" The young man sighed in admiration, then turned his attention to the unconscious man and asked the little beast, "Is he your master?"

The little beast roared twice, its eyes shot fiercely, and it bared its teeth and mouth at the young man, trying its best to threaten.

Not only was the young man not afraid, but he laughed loudly: "It's so interesting! Don't worry, although I, Liu Lin, is known as 'sparing a penny' and is recognized as the most stingy person in the cultivation world, I still have a little bit of kindness. Besides, I Although the Qingyuan Sect is not a famous sect, but they will not do things that make people worse, and I don't think he looks like an ungrateful person, so I brought him back to the sect for treatment, what do you think?"

The little beast was confused for a moment, then nodded its head, and the vigilance in its eyes shrunk a little, but it still clung tightly to the unconscious man.

Liu Lin didn't care too much. Seeing that the little beast agreed, he picked up the unconscious man and walked towards the depths of the cloud and mist. A small tail followed closely behind him. The shadows of one man and one beast were drawn very much in the setting sun. long!

Feng Wubing was in a coma for nine days and nine nights and finally woke up. After a period of confusion, he finally saw the environment he was in.

A table, a chair, a bed, that's all.

The leopard jumped to Feng Wubing's side, screaming excitedly.

Feng Wubing also showed a smile, stroking the leopard's soft fur, and said softly: "It seems that these days have made you worry."

"You're awake!" Liu Lin came in from the door, looked Feng Wubing up and down, and then cupped his hands and said, "Little brother Liu Lin, this is the Qingyuan sect. You have been in a coma for nine days and nine nights. You rescued me from the side of the road, you must repay me. If there is any treasure you don’t need, just leave it to me, don’t say you don’t have one, I know you have a Qiankun bag. Don’t worry, I didn’t peek inside you This is something that I can still trust in my character.”

After a lot of twittering, seeing Feng Wubing staring at him stupidly, Liu Lin was very dissatisfied, and began to complain again: "Oh, I almost forgot, your body was too weak before, but I used it to You have been cured by a lot of precious elixir, such as Nine-Color Ganoderma lucidum, Ten-thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, Thousand-year Vermilion Fruit, etc., you just take it out and return it to me, and I won’t bully you.”

Feng Wubing smiled wryly, looking at this chattering broken mouth, for some reason a warm current arose in his heart.As for the nine-color ganoderma, he automatically ignored it, because everyone knew that the guy in front of him was doing big blackmail.

When Liu Lin was spitting, Feng Wubing had already crossed his legs and looked inside. The primordial spirit in the Zifu was dim for a while, and the light was dim. It was obviously Feng Wubing's innate magic weapon, and the star field he crossed was too far away, exhausted The power within the primordial spirit, following the operation of the "Taixuan Jing", is slowly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth from the outside world to repair the primordial spirit, but the progress is slow, and it is not known when it will be fully restored.

Liu Lin was already in a good state, and completely forgot about the existence of Feng Wubing. When his mouth was dry, he finally stopped, but found that Feng Wubing had already started to practice at some time. He actually left the hut and didn't know where he went.

When night fell, Feng Wubing finally woke up from his practice. He stood up and walked out of the hut. His eyes were shining with blue light, and he looked at the Qingyuan School inside and out. He frowned. It looks a bit small, and even the guardian formation is vulnerable, but that's good, at least it's relatively safe, and seeing that Liu Lin is also a kind person, and he is kind to himself, why not stay here temporarily, Let’s ask about the situation on this planet first.

Thinking of this, Feng Wubing's brows stretched out, he raised his steps, and led the little Lingbao towards Liu Lin's position...

(End of this chapter)