Prehistoric Rebellion

Chapter 142: Primordial God of the Purple Mansion (1)
Looking at the head of Yuxuan, who was spitting out blood and looking at him with scattered eyes, Feng Wubing showed no mercy at all. When he thought of those babies whose souls and flesh were sacrificed by Yuxuanzong for the sake of cultivation, even he, who was not a murderer, The person who blinked was also furious, how could such a tragic purgatory not make him angry?From that moment on, he had made up his mind to exterminate Yu Xuanzong.

To do so is clearly the right way, but it is actually the way of evil!

Feng Wubing can let go of his mind and kill, because not only will he not be entangled in karma, but he will also have merit.Floating to the head of Yuxuanzong, staring at this man who has been addicted to power all his life, Feng Wubing stretched out his hand to catch the fairy sword that fell on the ground, flicked it with his fingers, and with a buzzing sound, a beam of sword light was excited and shot out. Break through the sky, leaving behind a touch of gorgeous scorching sun!

"A good sword!" Feng Wubing exclaimed, "It's a pity that it fell into the hands of a devil like you, so you won't be relegated to Mengchen. As a monk, you should have a heavenly heart and focus on pure cultivation, but you blindly fight The powerful oppressed the weak, and sacrificed the souls and flesh of thousands of babies to practice magic, causing terrible consequences. Today, I will act on behalf of the heavens and destroy your inheritance. From now on, there will be no Jade Xuanzong in the human world!"

A bolt of thunder struck down from the sky, as if responding to Feng Wubing's clank words, the divine eyes above his eyebrows were half-opened and half-closed, there were endless thunder flickering, and endless majesty emerged from his body , It seems to overwhelm all living beings, punish all evil gods, and judge the devil in the sinful abyss, the head of Yuxuan knelt down in panic, unable to give up any resistance!
This scene fell into the eyes of everyone watching the battle, and they took a deep breath again. At this moment, that proud figure has turned into a representative of the Dao of Heaven, which made the fear in the bottom of everyone's heart expand infinitely!
Feng Wubing smiled with satisfaction. The power of the primordial spirit is irresistible to those who have not achieved the primordial spirit. It is said that only the gods in the heaven can achieve the primordial spirit.Although his current primordial spirit is still extremely small compared to the gods, it is enough to shock their souls for these people!
Gently pressing the palm of the head of Yuxuan, under the eyes of everyone, a little flame started to burn from the forehead, and then spread all over the body. In the raging fire, the head surprisingly did not let out a scream, but Sitting on the ground with a calm face, looking at the sky, he was calm and indifferent. At the moment of his death, he finally realized the merits and demerits of his life, and he was completely enlightened, with compassion in his eyes, like an eminent monk who is grateful to Feng Wubing. head, died with a smile in the raging fire!
A golden elixir exuding lightness and immortality appeared in Feng Wubing's hands. Feng Wubing put it away silently. The shock in his heart was beyond words. The head of the sect realized his past because of the mighty heavenly power aroused by Feng Wubing, and thus cultivated a fake elixir into a real elixir?If he didn't die, he should be a human immortal by now, what a pity!

"Did you accept death so calmly because you finally found out that you have committed too many sins?!" Feng Wubing sighed, and suddenly realized a little bit, and his understanding of human nature advanced to another level.

Turning around to look at more than a hundred disciples of Yuxuanzong in the Nascent Soul Stage, each of them flinched in fear, unable to summon up courage anymore.

"Since your elders are gone, what's the use of your life, why not go on the road with them!" The indifferent voice blew a gust of wind, blowing in their ears, but it sounded the sound of death.

Holding the fairy sword snatched from Yuxuanzong, he waved at more than a hundred Yuanying stage disciples. After a flash of sword light, he beheaded them in half. Gradually dissipate in the air.

So far, all masters above the Nascent Soul Stage of Yuxuanzong have been wiped out by Feng Wubing!
What made him infinitely happy was that a small group of five-colored true light of merit fell down on the Yuanshen of the Zifu. .

Looking at the desolate Yuxuanzong, Feng Wubing frowned and stretched out his hand. The heart of the mighty dragon moved at will, and with a long cry, it circled and danced over Yuxuanzong. The dragon opened its mouth wide and spit out a burst of clear rain. On the fourteen peaks of Yuxuanzong, the destroyed trees, flowers, and plants grew like crazy. After just a cup of tea, an arched rainbow appeared on the fourteen peaks. The fragrance of flowers blooms, and the dense fairy energy rises from the peaks, covering the entire sky of Yuxuanzong. If there are some more spiritual beasts, it will be a blessed land of cultivation!
Such a means of waving is really shocking!Feng Wubing nodded in satisfaction, the Eastern Azure Dragon dominates life, and the essence of Yimu nourishes everything. Except for the Yuxuan Peak that has been destroyed, the other fourteen peaks have all returned to their previous vitality, even better!
Looking around again, Feng Wubing flew into the sky, stepped on the green dragon, and his voice shook the sky: "From today on, this place is the place of my Qingyuan Sect's sect, and there is no such thing as Yuxuan in the world! I am Qingyuan!" If Pai does not offend others, they must not offend me, if anyone dares to insult my Qingyuan disciple unreasonably, Yu Xuanzong is his example!"

The rumbling sound waves spread throughout the entire Illusory Mist Planet, making all the monks silent. With the destruction of Yuxuanzong, everyone has seen the unstoppable rise of the Qingyuan Sect. In the past, the little sect that was borrowed from the name is now famous. Throughout the sea, no one knows, no one does not know, and for a long period of time, no one dared to swipe his front, Yu Xuanzong is the proof!

After the people who watched the battle left silently, Feng Wubing sacrificed the Burning God Pagoda and released the masters and apprentices of the Qingyuan Sect who had been hiding in it all along. Looking at this mountain range, everyone is silent!
But from their slightly trembling bodies, it can be seen that their hearts are not peaceful.

Qing Yuanzi took a deep breath, then stared deeply at Feng Wubing and asked, "Yang Chen, you built this foundation by yourself, what are you going to do?"

The senior brothers also looked at Feng Wubing expectantly, waiting for his handling.

Feng Wubing smiled lightly and said: "Master, just look at the original 14 peaks of Yuxuanzong, and a long spiritual vein under it, it is really a treasure land of cultivation. How about this, we will join everyone In the place where Yuxuanfeng used to be, there was another peak called Qingyuanfeng, which is the main peak of the suzerain. Afterwards, [-] of my brothers and sisters each occupied one peak, and each of them passed on their own lineage. I believe that there are still many cultivation classics left in Yuxuanzong. And pills and talismans, these are all ours. I still have some golden elixirs of the alchemy stage here. Master can give them to the senior brothers to absorb and refine them in the future. One day, they will become strong in the alchemy stage. This is the day when my Qingyuan Sect will prosper!"

What he said made all the senior brothers smile, even Qing Yuanzi nodded frequently in admiration.In this way, everyone went to choose the mountain they liked first, and waited until night fell before reuniting, discussing that tomorrow they should use their magical powers to move the three peaks of the original Qingyuan sect into the new Qingyuan peak, one by one. With excitement, everyone is obviously very satisfied with their mountain!

Qing Yuanzi smiled and looked at the happy conversation of everyone, filled with infinite emotion in his heart, who would have thought that the day before yesterday he was still struggling for his life, but today is a different world? !All this was brought by the disciple in front of him, he no longer cared about the origin of this new disciple, he only knew that because of him, the Qingyuan Sect would prosper from now on, that was enough!
Standing on Chasing Star Peak, Qing Yuanzi frowned, smiled wryly, and asked Feng Wubing who was standing beside him: "Yang Chen, is there any way you can move the three mountains away, this is not an ordinary difficulty. !"

As soon as Feng Wubing heard it, he knew that Qing Yuanzi was afraid of his limited ability, but he was reluctant to part with these three peaks, so he asked.He smiled and said: "Master, there is no need to doubt. If it is said to be a fairy mountain and a sacred place, this disciple does not have the ability to move it, but forgive me for being rude, our three peaks are not places of spiritual veins, nor are they very majestic and steep, so With the disciple's current cultivation base, it can still be moved, Master, rest assured!"

Qing Yuanzi nodded silently, and felt relieved when he thought of this disciple's ability.

"Master, let me watch this disciple move these three mountains away!" Feng Wubing took a step forward, the light in his eyes flashed away, and he waved out thousands of magic formulas in an instant, and the magic power turned into pieces of runes shining brightly Falling on top of the three peaks, the three peaks are radiant and extremely dazzling for a moment!
Feng Wubing yelled: "Get up!" The seal in his hand changed again, and all the magic power in his body surged. In the turmoil, three mountain peaks suddenly rose from the ground and rushed straight to the sky!
Feng Wubing's figure shot to the top of Yaori Peak with a whoosh, and the magic power under his feet poured into the three peaks. His whole body was shrouded in blue light, and his momentum climbed to the top. His fingers stretched into the sky: "The green dragon appears! Walk on the mountain!"

hold head high!A dragon chant resounded, and a stream of green air shot out from his fingers, turning into a mighty blue dragon, carrying three mountains on his back, flying on the clouds, which excited Qing Yuanzi below him, he couldn't help the feelings in his chest, and with a long howl, he flew up Going to Feng Wubing's side, looking at the green dragon under his feet, a surge of heroism gushed out, and he patted Feng Wubing's shoulder vigorously. The pride in his heart had reached the extreme, and he couldn't help but silently recited: "This is my Qingyuanzi's. Disciple! This is my disciple, Qing Yuanzi!"

The two of them, three mountains and one dragon, roamed among the white clouds, and they did not hide their deeds. They just appeared in front of the world, and the places they passed caused violent commotions. The gods on the mountain worshiped devoutly and prayed for the blessings of the gods.

Traveling thousands of miles along the way, the cultivators on the phantom mist planet were inevitably alarmed during the period. When they saw the earth-shattering green dragon, they all fell silent. When asked by friends who knew each other from other planets, they also had a look. He shook his head and hesitated to speak, but he didn't know where to start when he said something, because today, the figure who is proudly driving the cyan mountain with his back on his back has been recognized as the No.1 of the phantom mist planet. .1, no one dares to doubt!
Half a day later, the three peaks landed on the top of the original Yuxuan Peak with a bang, stirring up dust in the sky, and a stone tablet fell from the sky with the words "Qingyuan Peak" written on it. The big characters float out, showing the demeanor of the gods!
At this time, the thirteen senior brothers also ran out, looking at the three mountain peaks in front of them with excited faces, hugging each other and weeping.Once upon a time, from a small family that was slaughtered at will to a sect that everyone feared and revered, this change seemed to be still in a dream, it was too unreal!However, they appeared alive in front of everyone, and this change made them hold their heads high and confident.

On Yaori Peak, Qing Yuanzi was already grinning from ear to ear.Feng Wubing can completely understand their feelings, and he feels supremely honored to be able to make his own contribution to such a sect. Unknowingly, Qingyuan Sect has become his emotional sustenance, because it will let him always have The feeling of being in the previous life, so real, let him be nostalgic and take care of him!

Since then, the Qingyuan faction has occupied the original place of Yuxuanzong, and the masters and apprentices have been nourished by the spiritual veins here day and night, and they have cultivated much faster. The golden pills of the ten elders have been handed over to Qingyuanzi. He kept the golden pill of the head of Yuxuan for his future use!Of course, that immortal sword became the treasure of the Qingyuan sect, and it was handed over to Qing Yuanzi to be practiced day and night, in order to use it as soon as possible.

In this way, after several months of wind and rain, Feng Wubing finally settled down in Qingyuan Sect. His daily homework was to review what he had learned before, and sorted out some classics suitable for cultivation in the mortal world, and left them in Chenxi, where he belonged. Peak, for future inheritance!

One day, Feng Wubing was meditating and practicing Qi, when he suddenly felt something, opened his eyes, pinched his fingers quickly to count, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he stopped, his brows were furrowed for a long time, and there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

"That's all! Since it's God's will, you can't go against it, let's go and have a look!" With a helpless sigh, he left Chenxi Peak and went to Qingyuan Peak. After a while, he came to Qingyuan Palace, but he was surprised to see Liu Lin cleaning there. .

Seeing Feng Wubing coming, Liu Lin hurriedly said with a bitter face, "Old Fourteen, please help me to ask Master, this is really tiring!"

Feng Wubing pointed at Liu Lin and said with a smile: "Who told you to be lazy and not practice seriously? Master, this is also for your own good. If you don't work hard, you don't know when you will be able to bear the Nascent Soul. By then, all the other senior brothers will accept it." Disciple, pass on the inheritance, and you are not ashamed to see you!"

Liu Lin shook his head and sighed bitterly: "It's because I was tired and lazy before. Since I came here, Master has been much stricter. It's hard!"

Hearing his bitterness, Feng Wubing shook his head helplessly, and suddenly said solemnly: "You have to know that one day I will leave, the Qingyuan Sect can't rely on me alone for support, you are the future pillars of the Qingyuan Sect , Master's actions are also excusable, you have to be considerate!"

Liu Lin was startled, then nodded silently, and said after a while: "By the way, the master is still practicing swords in seclusion. It's not a coincidence that you came here."

Feng Wubing smiled and said: "It's okay, I want to go out for a trip, at least a few days, at most a few months, let me tell you, and you will report to Master on my behalf!"

After speaking, the figure flashed, and he had already left the Qingyuan Hall, and the Taoist robe fluttered and disappeared into the sky.

(End of this chapter)