In the room, Feng Zijin was filled with indignation and kept beating his brother. After a blow, he finally vented his anger that was blocked in his heart.

However, in the end, she sighed again.

"Oh! What can I do if I say more... Zhang Ziling is a descendant of the Zhang family. Not to mention us, even the Feng family is not worth mentioning in front of the other side! The head of the family and the others are right. There is only strength and weakness in this world, no right or wrong..."

This sentence is heard, Feng Wuchen frowned slightly.

Indeed, the prey on the weak is the law of the world.

But, has it been true that this has always been true?

Feng Wuchen's cultivation level is more than 99% of the people in this world, but he has never relied on his cultivation level to trample the weak under his feet, just because there has always been a principle in his heart that the so-called strength is just the cornerstone of his own resistance to injustice, rather than the capital of wielding a knife to the weaker ones.

He combined the Dragon Abyss Sword Tower with the Gods' List and left it in the heavens and all realms, but in fact he wanted to give everyone a chance and a chance to become a strong man.

What if this era did not develop as he thought.

The dragon abyss he left behind was still divided by the superiors. People born at the bottom, not to mention touching them, even without knowing that there is an opportunity like the List of Gods in this world.

This is not the case in this world!

After pondering for a while, he did the girl's side again, and said, "Wrong! The strength, strength, height, and high and low may be reversed in an instant, but right and wrong are always in people's hearts! Answer me, do you think your brother is wrong?"

The girl was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "No...my brother is not wrong! But no one cares. In this world, people will always worship the strong. The weak will resist the strong. That is a great rebellion, and the strong will bully the weak. That is natural..."

"What do others think? Is it so important? If the world's three views are like this, then it's not you who is wrong, but this world! What you can do is to become stronger than the strong ones in your eyes, and then make things right and prove to everyone that this world should not be like this..."

Feng Wuchen's words were like enlightenment, which made Feng Zijin suddenly enlightened.

Seeing the girl listening to his words, Feng Wuchen said again: "As for your brother's affairs, I have made my own decisions for him. You and me may be displaced in the future, criticized by others, or even targeted by the Zhang family just to seek justice for your brother. Are you afraid?"

When Feng Zijin heard this, his eyes trembled slightly.

"What does it mean? Do you want to help him?"

Feng Wuchen said in a deep voice: "It's not a question of helping me... it's just to pay back the debt I owed him..."

Speaking of this, Feng Wuchen poked his sword out and pointed it a little between the girl's eyebrows.

Feng Zijin looked puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"See if you have practiced well in the past two days!"

"Hmph!" The girl smiled proudly: "With the spiritual liquid you gave me, I have already broken through two realms in a row, and now I am in the Nineth Level of Primitive Heaven!"

Feng Wuchen pondered for a moment, but said, "Let's slow down..."

"Slow?" The girl's smile instantly froze.

In just two days, she had already broken through two realms in a row. This speed was unprecedented in the Great Wilderness City, but it was slow in Feng Wuchen's mouth.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen finally realized that it was time for Bai Muyun and others to teach him before.

At that time, I was complacent about achieving some small achievements, but in front of a real strong man, it was actually not worth mentioning.

"If a real genius, with the spiritual liquid I gave you, in two days, it will be enough to break through a great realm! But you were born in a wasteland and have a poor foundation, so you will not be able to compare with the real genius. As long as you keep your feet on the ground and absorb all the ten bottles of divine blood and spiritual liquid, you can become a real genius."

After hearing this, Feng Zijin's eyes were full of longing.

"Okay...I'll listen to you!"

"What is your practice now? Run it and show it to me!"

"good!"

The girl immediately sat cross-legged and began to practice the exercises.

However, when Feng Wuchen sensed the flow of power in the girl's body, he frowned.

He actually felt a little familiar with the method that the girl practiced.

The Sword of the Sky, the Sword of the Minghai, the Taishang Induction Chapter, the Divine Mechanism Destruction Decision...

He actually noticed the shadows of several martial arts from this martial arts, but he only took a clue and mixed them into one martial arts.

Although this sect has taken several strands of essence, these sects are not connected. If one practices one by one, it is just an ordinary sect. Only those with outstanding talents can find the key points from the sect and rearrange them. By then, the effect of this sect will increase a hundred times.

It’s a pity that the Feng family has not had such a genius for thousands of years.

"Who taught you this technique?"

The girl replied honestly: "This is the Qingchen Art. This is the skill passed down by our Feng family, and it was created by the ancestors."

"Old ancestor... Feng Qing? Is there a portrait of the ancestor in the clan?"

Asked, the girl shook her head: "No, I don't know why, there has never been any record of the appearance of the ancestor in the family. Even in the ancestral hall, there are only tablets, but no statues or portraits."

"So mysterious..."

For a moment, Feng Wuchen became even more curious about the mysterious ancestor of the Feng family.

The ancestor of the Feng family not only has his surname Feng, but also has such a coincidence in his practice. Even the name of this martial art has a word called Chen, but he has to think about it more.

Fengqing?

Speaking of which, when Li Shuangshuang's daughter Qingluo was one with the Yuan family's younger generation Yuan Lie, he adopted him as his adopted child, so Yuan Lie changed his name to Feng Qingshang.

Could it be that Feng Qing is Feng Qingshang?

While thinking, he sensed the girl's spiritual veins.

"Fire-based spiritual vein... Girl, tell me, do you want to do art practice or martial arts practice?"

Asked, the woman sighed: "In Fuyao Palace, the sword arts are the strongest, I naturally want to become a sword cultivator... But I am just a fire-type spiritual vein! I heard that there is a Minghai sword technique in Fuyao Palace that allows cultivators to break through the limits of spiritual veins and become a sword cultivator, but it is only limited to the practice of true disciples, I am afraid it is..."

Seeing the frustration in the woman's eyes, Feng Wuchen showed joy on his face.

Isn’t it easy to practice swordsmanship?

So he pointed the sword at the girl's eyebrows and shouted softly: "Operation of the Qingchen Art!"

Feng Zijin did as he immediately.

The Qingchen Art is originally composed of Feng Qing and various methods, including the Minghai Sword Art.

Now under the guidance of Feng Wuchen, the operation method of the Qingchen Art is only a slight difference, but the result is a huge mistake.

At this moment, the power buried in the Qingchen Art erupted instantly.

"boom!"

Then he saw a sword energy rising from the girl's dantian and soaring into the sky. The sword energy and the fire light combined, and in an instant, it stirred the wooden house where they were in a tiny.

"receive!"

Sui Feng Wuchen shouted again, and the violent sword energy and fire spirit rushed into the girl's body in an instant.

The next moment, the girl suddenly opened her eyes, and there were two fiery red sword energy in her pupils.
Chapter completed!