Under Feng Wuchen's guidance, Feng Zijin became a sword cultivator in just a moment, and was naturally ecstatic, looking at Feng Wuchen's eyes full of worship.

"Who are you? The sword technique you just passed on me was the legendary Minghai Sword Art? Are you from Fuyao Palace?"

Faced with the girl's chatter, Feng Wuchen made another gesture of silence: "Have you forgotten the agreement between us again?"

The girl was reluctant and rolled her eyes: "If you don't ask, don't ask..."

Immediately, Feng Wuchen pointed his sword between the girl's eyebrows and passed some of the immortal burial sword records into the other party's mind.

"This is some experience in sword Taoism. In these days, in addition to refining the spiritual liquid I gave you, you should first understand these."

"Experience? Did you write it?"

Feng Wuchen did not deny it, but nodded: "That's right."

"Okay, then I'll listen to you..."

Feng Wuchen asked and smiled, reached out and stroked the girl's head gently: "Be good!"

The girl's eyes widened and looked at Feng Wuchen without blinking, making the latter feel uncomfortable.

"Does there be flowers on my face?"

The girl shook her head: "I just don't understand very much. Why are you so kind to me?"

"Um?"

Feng Wuchen exclaimed lightly, and the girl continued to speak: "You are obviously not my brother, but you gave me spiritual liquid and passed on my skills. Even the other sword cultivators' experience of sword Taoism that they regard as treasures are willing to pass on to me... They always say, there is no free lunch in this world. Is it a purpose for you to be so kind to me?"

Why?

Feng Wuchen was stunned immediately.

The initial reason was that Feng Tzuyu sacrificed himself to help him.

But the bigger reason is that the Feng Ziyu brother and sister are really similar to Feng Ning who was in the Lingwu Realm.

It is precisely because he has been wet from the rain that he wants to hold an umbrella for others.

After pondering for a moment, Feng Wuchen asked with a smile: "I want to know why?"

The girl stared at her innocent big eyes and nodded.

Feng Wuchen replied: "Because I also have a sister. Many years ago, I and her were like you and your brother, and I lived under someone else's roof and were in danger. But I was far from the power I had now, and she suffered a lot of grievances. Seeing you, I remembered my Xiao Ning'er..."

"Xiao Ning'er...is that your sister's name?"

"yes!"

"Then where is she now?"

"she……"

I have to ask, Feng Wuchen was speechless for a moment.

After thousands of years, is Xiao Ning'er really the little girl who only wants to stick to him in the past?

So he shook his head and glared at Feng Zijin: "Why are you asking again? Go to practice!"

"oh……"

“…”

At the same time, Feng Zhengyang and Feng Lie had already returned to the Feng family's main courtyard. They saw that their faces were ashen, and they were obviously making things difficult for Feng Wuchen.

Since the Feng family in Dahuang City fell, no strong people have been born. Most of the clans died after their life span of thousands of years. There are very few who have cultivated Wuliangtian, and there has not been a single one for nearly a thousand years. In the Feng family, Wuliangtian has only the strong people in Wuliangtian.

For all forces in Dahuang City, Wuliangtian’s strong men are like nuclear weapons, which can not take action for a thousand days, but not for a day.

And that ancestor grandmother was a person before the great catastrophe. She has lived to this day and her life is approaching. Once the immortal is gone, the Feng family will lose its last trump card. Her status in the Great Wilderness City will probably plummet.

Under such circumstances, the emergence of a genius like Feng Wuchen is a huge joy. It not only solves the Feng family's urgent needs, but also leads the Feng family to a higher level.

Who would have thought that this genius was a little stubborn after all.

If they have to fight head-on with such a giant as the Zhang family, how dare they accompany them?

"Head of the family, Feng Ziyu's cultivation is not inferior to me. He is only twenty years old! His qualifications are only stronger than Ling Shanshan. It is rare for the Feng family to have such a genius, so they gave up... It's a pity!"

"Oh..." Feng Zhengyang sighed, his eyes full of regret: "Don't I know either? If he is willing to continue to endure, even if my Feng family gives all their money, he will train him, but he will fight against the Zhang family... His chance of winning is too slim, and it is not worth my suppression of the entire Feng family to accompany him to bet."

"What the head of the family means..." Feng Lie had already guessed Feng Zhengyang's intention and asked.

Feng Zhengyang closed his eyes slightly and sighed: "Tomorrow morning, go and persuade him again. If he is still obsessed, starting from tomorrow, your son will be the prince!"

When Feng Lie was told this, he was stunned.

Before this, he had thought more than once that his son Feng Ziqi would replace Feng Ziyu, the trash, and become the prince.

But now that he learned that the other party's talent was to let Feng Ziqi replace him, he was a little difficult to choose.

"Feng Ziyu is the prince who was appointed by the grandmother himself. When I want to depose him, should I say to the grandmother first?"

But Feng Zhengyang shook his head: "With my grandmother's preference for Feng Ziyu, I may support him unconditionally! I must not let my grandmother know about this matter! Besides... Feng Ziyu said before that if the Feng family is unwilling to advance and retreat with him, then he will voluntarily step down as the prince. If we are dismissed, we should indeed inform my grandmother, but he voluntarily stepped down, but we are not surprised..."

"Oh... OK!"

“…”

The next morning, early in the morning, Feng Lie visited again.

Seeing that Feng Lie was coming alone, Feng Wuchen had already understood the Feng family's decision.

Feng Lie looked puzzled: "What the head of the family means..."

"No need to say it! He asked you to come alone, which means he has not changed his mind! Zijin is practicing now. Before noon, we will move out of the Feng family. At that time, you can also announce to the public that I, Feng Ziyu, will no longer be the prince of the Feng family, and will have no connection with the Feng family."

After hearing this, Feng Lie felt empty in his heart, as if he had passed by something extremely precious.

After pondering for a long time, he saw that Feng Wuchen had made up his mind, so he sighed and then walked forward, took out an envelope from the ring and handed it to Feng Wuchen.

"This is……"

"I sent someone to buy a mansion outside the city. This is a deed! After you and Zijin leave the Feng family, you should settle there! Don't want to complain about the family... It's really that your spirit is too high, not just the Feng family, but I'm afraid that no family in the Great Wilderness City will dare to offend the Zhang family! The head of the family made such a choice, which is really a helpless move..."

Feng Wuchen took the envelope and asked playfully: "Why are you afraid that the Zhang family will find your head when you help me like this?"

Feng Lie said in a deep voice: "The person who does my business for me is no longer in the wasteland. As long as you don't say it, no one will know!"

After saying that, Feng Lie had already turned around.

Feng Wuchen's mouth tilted slightly and said softly: "If the Feng family encounters something unfair to deal with in the future, come to me. For your sake, I can help the Feng family..."

Feng Lie stopped slightly, but subconsciously shook his head.

The Feng family doesn't need a junior to save them.
Chapter completed!