Prehistoric Rebellion

Chapter 85
"What? Is this just a sword embryo?" Feng Tianran asked in surprise.

Feng Wubing nodded affirmatively and replied: "That's right. Although this junior has only made a rough inspection and didn't fully understand its performance, he can be sure that it is a piece of sword embryo, and he doesn't know why. Not yet a sword."

Feng Tianran frowned and said, "Although it's just a sword embryo, something that can be stored in the dragon's veins for a long time can't be ordinary!"

Feng Tianran lingered back and forth, lowered his head and pondered for a long time, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said with great joy: "Yes, boy, your innate spiritual sense is different from ordinary people, just now you just used your true energy to investigate, why don't you use your spiritual sense to investigate now, Maybe you will know the secret."

Feng Wubing's eyes lit up when he heard this, he didn't say much, and quickly sat down cross-legged, laying the sword embryo flat on his legs, stroking the sword embryo with both hands, closing his eyes, and reaching out to the sword embryo with his spiritual sense.

However, to Feng Wubing's disappointment, when his spiritual sense touched the sword embryo, a ray of light suddenly appeared on the sword embryo, although it was not strong, it blocked his spiritual sense from the outside.

Feng Wubing withdrew his spiritual sense sadly, Hefeng naturally looked at each other, and sighed in unison.

Feng Tianran said helplessly: "Look at this, even though it is a sword embryo, it was born from heaven and earth. Although it has not yet formed, it is also powerful. With your current spiritual sense, you can't break the defense above. It is conceivable. Already!"

Feng Wubing also shook his head helplessly, quickly hid the sword embryo in his sleeve, squinted his eyes and said: "If there is a chance in the future, this junior will forge this sword embryo into a sword."

Feng Tianran stared dumbfounded at the smiling Feng Wubing, and immediately slapped him on the forehead with one hand, pretending to be angry and said: "Stinky boy, is my old man still going to grab things from you? Since I brought you here, I'm not afraid You take this treasure, am I so stingy?"

Feng Wubing dodged, dodging Feng Tianran's palm, he just smiled and didn't speak, he walked out of the cave and returned to the tomb.

Feng Tianran had no choice but to smile wryly, and disappeared into the cave in a flash.

The two stood staring at each other for a long time without speaking.

Feng Tianran finally broke the silence, he sighed: "It's time for you to leave here too!"

Feng Wubing nodded silently: "Although I have already reached the mid-level of the heaven level, the world is so big that there are countless generations of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, not to mention the need to avoid hunting. The younger generation is going to enter the Dahua Empire to avoid the limelight." After speaking, he sneered a few times with disdain.I don't know if I'm laughing at those overwhelmed elder brothers, or at myself.

Feng Tianran came over and patted Feng Wubing on the shoulder, and said: "That's fine, I won't be able to leave the customs for a while, and then I will meet some old buddies, I hope the next time I see you, You have reached the pinnacle of heaven."

Feng Wubing smiled proudly, and said: "Senior, wait and see!"

Feng Tianran laughed loudly, jumped into the coffin, and the lid closed silently, as if it had never been opened.

Seeing Feng naturally disappearing in front of his eyes, Feng Wubing's face suddenly sank, he left the imperial mausoleum without delay, identified the direction, picked up floating shadows and dust, turned his body into electricity, and headed towards the capital.

Beijing, West City, in front of a remote small courtyard.

Feng Wubing climbed over the wall, took off his disguise, revealed his true face, and stared quietly at Zhang Fenger who was cleaning the yard.

Xu Shi felt Feng Wubing's gaze, Zhang Feng'er raised her head, and looked back at Feng Wubing calmly.

However, Feng Wubing knew clearly that the moment Zhang Feng'er saw him, her delicate body trembled undetectably.

Sighing secretly, Feng Wubing withdrew his gaze from staring at Zhang Feng'er, and walked into the main hall of the courtyard first.

He randomly found a seat and sat down, and after Zhang Feng'er who came in also sat down, Feng Wubing said: "I don't need to say, with your intelligence, you must have guessed that I am Feng Wubing!"

The woman on the opposite side nodded slightly, and there was no more to say.

Feng Wubing felt a little blocked, and his thoughts returned to the time he spent with Xiao Shunzi, completely forgetting the existence of the woman in front of him.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Wubing woke up from his memory, smiled apologetically at the woman, and then said, "Although Xiao Shunzi is not my real brother, he is my younger brother. There is no brotherhood between me and him. Que wins brother!"

After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, he died because of me, and I won't let it go. I can swear that in this life, I will take the head of Feng Wuqing as a sacrifice to Xiao Shunzi's spirit in heaven!"

Zhang Feng'er suddenly raised her head, her beautiful eyes were already filled with tears, she stood up, and bowed to Feng Wubing Yingying: "Your Highness, please let my little girl see my little brother for the last time."

Feng Wubing was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhang Feng'er. At this time, the softness came from the woman's hand. Looking at the face with pear blossoms in the rain, he was slightly taken aback, and then came back to his senses. He smiled wryly: "You don't have to So, it makes sense."

Sighing again, Feng Wubing let go of Zhang Feng'er's hands, stopped looking at her blushing pretty face, and said in a deep voice: "I was going to move him to the imperial tomb for burial after this matter, so that Dajing will be buried in the future generations." The emperor was buried with him, but I went there a few days ago and something happened, so I can only let it go! But don't worry, I promise you that I will find a good acupoint for Xiao Sunja can rest in peace!"

Zhang Feng'er started to hear that Feng Wubing wanted to move Xiao Shunzi to the imperial mausoleum for burial, she was taken aback for a moment, then she didn't care about Feng Wubing's words, she just nodded quietly and stopped talking.

"I'm going to retreat for a while, and after I leave, I'll take you to pay homage to him, what do you think?" Feng Wubing asked softly.

Zhang Feng'er blessed Xiang Feng Wubing, then left the main hall, returned to her room, and never came out again.

The faint crying sound coming from the room made Feng Wubing feel a heavy boulder on his heart, which was difficult to remove.He got up suddenly, went into another room, sat down cross-legged, took out the sword embryo from his sleeve, with a drop of blood from his fingertip, it bounced onto the sword embryo.

hum!
After the sword embryo absorbed the painstaking effort, it let out a soft cry, flying back and forth around Feng Wubing.Feeling the connection, Feng Wubing smiled in satisfaction, caressing the sword embryo, his spiritual sense penetrated in again, but to his surprise, the spiritual sense was once again blocked by a brilliance!

Feng Wubing frowned, laughed at himself slightly, and secretly sighed that his strength was not enough to control the mystery.Although he still doesn't know the origin of this sword embryo, he always has a feeling that the origin of this sword embryo must be extraordinary, but he has not been able to absorb the mystery of it.

Shaking his head, he didn't think about it anymore, and with a thought, the sword embryo disappeared into the air instantly, and when it reappeared, it was already swirling around the gray mass of air in Niwan Palace, singing continuously.

Standing up, Feng Wubing came to Zhang Feng'er's door, knocked lightly, and after a while, the door opened.Zhang Feng'er's pretty face appeared from behind the door, the tears on her face had dried up at this time, and a strand of hair was hanging down gently, like a broken willow.

Feng Wubing said with a blank expression: "Before I come back today, don't go out here. I have to do something, and I'll be back soon to take you to worship Xiao Shunzi." After finishing speaking, he didn't look back. Jumped out of the courtyard wall and disappeared in Zhang Fenger's sight.

A gust of breeze blew by, and Feng Wubing kept jumping among the houses above the capital, leaving behind afterimages, which disappeared in an instant.

After a while, he came to a mansion and stopped.

Standing on a tree, looking down coldly at the King Jing's Mansion underground, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, Feng Wubing said softly: "Since I dared to make a big fuss in the East Palace, I have already thrown everything away, you guys who bullied me before I will take it back slowly, this is just the first step, I want you to regret being born in this world!"

A murderous aura burst out suddenly, and the murderous aura was pervasive, unscrupulously pressing on King Jing's mansion, extremely arrogant!
"Who dares to offend King Jing's mansion!" A loud shout came from King Jing's mansion, and the voice carried a wave of waves towards Feng Wubing on the tree.

Elementary level!

Feng Wubing sneered disdainfully, pressed his palm down lightly, and the sound wave was instantly suppressed.

Peng!This sound wave hit the ground helplessly, kicking up a cloud of dust!
In Prince Jing's mansion, a middle-aged man in front of Feng Wushang's face changed drastically, and he stepped back a few steps before standing still!
"Feng Wushang, I'm here to collect interest!" A sinister voice came from outside the courtyard, which not only spread throughout the entire Prince Jing's mansion, but even spread far away.

Feng Wushang's face finally changed drastically, he finally knew who was here.

The place around Prince Jing's Mansion was also in an uproar!
Feng Wubing wants to let the world know that he, Feng Wubing, has not escaped from the capital, but has been in it all the time.Now he appeared in front of the world again, proclaiming his existence with a strong posture!

With a clear whistle, the golden core in his body spun rapidly, and he stepped towards King Jing's mansion step by step out of thin air.

"Long Kongxu step! Look at that, that is a volleying void step!" Countless horrified voices sounded from all around, and those warriors who rushed towards this side looked at Feng Wubing in the sky in amazement, and their hearts trembled endlessly.

Flying empty steps, even a warrior at the peak of the sky level is difficult to use!Although he can't fly freely in the sky like a congenital martial artist, he is definitely the number one in lightness kung fu under his congenital status!This depends on the deep internal strength to be able to display it and walk in the air!

"It's Feng Wubing, it's him, I remembered, the fourth prince who made a big fuss in the East Palace a few days ago!" A voice sounded, and the surroundings were filled with amazement.

In King Jing's mansion at this moment, the rubble trembled and the air was low.As Feng Wubing's footsteps approached, a higher level of pressure surged in, and the entire King Jing's Mansion trembled under his feet, as if it would be broken at any moment.

Feng Wushang looked at Feng Wubing in the air with a pale face, and his heart was filled with displeasure. Once upon a time, this bastard who was stepped on by him, now stands tall, trampled himself under his feet, and looked at him like an ant !

Feng Wushang roared wildly, his eyes were blood red, and an aura surged wildly from his body, faintly resembling the majesty of a king.

Feng Wubing knew that this was the characteristic of Longxiang's magical skill, so he was not surprised, he just looked down at Feng Wushang under his feet mockingly, and said with disdain: "Unexpectedly, since you can break through to the middle level of the prefecture level at this time, what's the use of it?" ?”

Shaking his head slightly, Feng Wubing raised his right hand, pressed against the void, and a huge palm print was born out of thin air, and it was photographed on the main hall of the palace.

After a loud noise, the hall was destroyed, and the sky was full of dust and smoke!
Void God Palm!

Those who came to see the fun were all excited.Such a unique skill, to be able to see it again today is really an eye-opener.

Feng Wubing remained expressionless, as if he had done a trivial matter, he didn't even look at Feng Wushang's ugly face, raised his palm again, and patted towards another hall...

(End of this chapter)