The scene before her eyes made Feng Qingluo feel incredible.
My brother, who used to be extremely weak, seems to have changed into a domineering and charming person!
But when she thought of killing the eldest young master's men, she felt panicked.
"Brother, let's leave Feng Mansion quickly. When the eldest son comes, it will be too late!" Feng Qingluo said nervously while packing her bags.
The eldest son is naturally Feng Qianjue, the son of the current Palace Master. He has successfully developed nine bloodlines and is a master of the ninth level of the Divine Vein Realm. He is only one step away from entering the Guiyuan Realm!
In Jiuzhou Continent, the strong are respected!
As long as you successfully open up a bloodline, you can become a cultivator and be respected by others!
The cultivation realms are divided into: Divine Vein, Guiyuan, Dongtian, Zifu, Lianxu, Nirvana, and Emperor Realm!
Each realm is divided into nine levels!
"Don't be afraid, I have a solution!"
The storm was about to come, but Feng Wuji picked up a cup of tea and drank it slowly.
In his previous life, he was the most talented person in the human world. He had never seen any storms, so how could he be afraid of a descendant of a noble family from the lower mainland?
What's more, it's just the Divine Vein Realm.
Even if the body's meridians are blocked, he can still clear them and open up blood vessels!
Within a moment.
People kept gathering outside the young master's mansion, and among them, there was a rather heroic young man in white robes, Feng Qianjue.
"Young master, you are such a loser, kill Chen Si and the others!" The red-clothed slave who had fled earlier seemed to have regained his confidence as he stood next to Feng Qianjue.
Feng Qianjue raised his brows with a gloomy look on his face. He glanced up and down at Feng Wuji, but did not notice any fluctuations in his Yuan Power.
Still the same trash as before.
"Feng Wuji, are you the one who killed me?" Feng Qianjue was condescending and without any emotion.
Feng Wuji did not speak, but secretly observed the other party. He was at the ninth level of the Divine Vein Realm and had strong Yuanli. He could barely be considered a master among his peers.
However, with this kind of qualification, there is still a long way to go to take away the position of Young Palace Master!
He mentally calculated how long it would take for him to surpass the opponent.
Feng Qingluo, who was on the side, saw that the villain complained first, but her brother didn't say anything. She finally couldn't help but stepped forward and mustered up the courage to say: "They said they wanted to collect my brother's body, and hurt others first!"
"Noisy!" Feng Qianjue said coldly: "I'm talking to Feng Wuji, why are you interrupting?"
Then, he squinted his eyes and said to the red-clothed slave: "What crime should I be punished for being so rude to this young master?"
"Should...should be slapped ten times!" The slave in red hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said.
So what if Feng Wuji is different from before? He has the support of the eldest son, so why should he be afraid?
Does he dare to commit murder in front of the eldest son?
Thinking of this, the red-clothed slave took a reassurance and strode towards Feng Qingluo, raising his hand to slap her hard!
"You are looking for death!"
The next moment, Feng Wuji appeared directly in front of him, grabbed his arm and folded it crazily. There was a loud bang in his bones. Before he could react, he found that his neck was pinched hard, and then he hit the wall hard on the side.
go!
Bang!
Blood flowed!
The skull of the red-clothed slave was instantly sunken and cracked, and his brains spurted out.
He collapsed to the ground, and without even having the last thought, he fell directly into endless darkness.
The onlookers on the side looked at each other in confusion, as if they had seen the devil!
Even Feng Qianjue was stunned, and it took him a moment to react.
"Kill my people in front of me? You are tired of living!"
Feng Qianjue's blood surged all over his body, and the black energy gathered in the palm of his hand, and he was about to slap Feng Wuji with his palm!
"Master, don't be impulsive!"
A black-clothed guard beside him quickly grabbed him and said in a deep voice: "If you kill this trash in public, it will only chill the hearts of the clan. If word spreads, I'm afraid even the reputation of the palace master will be affected.
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"If you want to kill a loser, there are plenty of opportunities, so why fall behind?"
Feng Qianjue then forced his breath down, but there was still an astonishing killing intent in his eyes!
"Looking at you, you seem to want to kill me?"
Feng Wuji seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a hint of ridicule on his face: "A guy like you can only enter the ninth level of the Divine Vein Realm after you are over twenty years old. How can you, a complete trash, have the nerve to compete for my position?"
"However, because you are so impatient, I will give you a chance. One month from now, there will be a annual festival ceremony in the Feng Mansion. There will be a competition. If you beat me, you will be the best among the young masters.
Why don't I give up my seat to you?"
As soon as the words fell, everyone in the audience was shocked!
They couldn't believe that these words came from Feng Wuji's mouth.
Feng Qianjue's face was as cold as ice. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh: "Seeing that you are so confident, why don't you have a life and death battle? Do you dare?"
"Why don't you dare?" Feng Wuji sneered.
Everyone was stunned, unable to imagine that Feng Wuji had such courage.
They all wondered if he was crazy!
A life and death battle!
If there was no sworn hatred, to the point where they would fight to the death, who would easily accept it?
Seeing Feng Wuji agreeing so simply, Feng Qianjue could no longer suppress the ecstasy in his heart!
When the time comes, you can kill him legitimately, and you can also use this to establish your authority and become the new young master of the palace in one fell swoop!
Thinking of this, Feng Qianjue sneered and said, "I forgot to tell you that I just opened up a Xuan-level high-grade bloodline a few days ago. What are you going to argue with me about?"
After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving the onlookers with shocked faces!
Only Feng Wuji remained expressionless.
After everyone left, Feng Wuji cleaned up the young master's mansion and took care of his sister to have a good rest.
For the past three days, she had not left him even an inch and was very haggard.
It wasn't until midnight that Feng Wuji came to the backyard alone.
"The current plan is to dredge the meridians and improve the cultivation level first!"
Feng Wuji sat cross-legged, calming his mind and feeling the state of his body.
After a while, he opened his eyes in surprise!
The meridians of this body are not only clogged and clogged, but they are also extremely thin!
Even if the energy is gathered together, it will be difficult to move forward, and it will be impossible to move the heavens at all, let alone successfully open the pulse and step into the realm of divine veins!
If you want to become a cultivator, you must develop a bloodline, and bloodlines are divided into four categories from high to low: heaven, earth, xuan, and yellow.
The bloodlines developed by the vast majority of cultivators are only low-grade yellow-level bloodlines.
Occasionally, a yellow-level high-quality line is opened up, which is enough to shock people!
Someone like Feng Qianjue, who had just developed a high-grade Xuan-level bloodline, was enough to look down upon the entire wilderness and be called a genius!
Heaven-level bloodline is basically one of a kind, rare to encounter in a thousand years, and a genius among geniuses.
Feng Wuji in his previous life was such a genius!
On top of these four bloodlines, there is another legendary bloodline, which is called the god-level bloodline!
Thinking of this, Feng Wuji had a hint of joy in his eyes.
"Fortunately, the original owner of this body has never practiced, otherwise he would not be able to practice the "Divine Attack Technique". The "Divine Attack Technique" is extremely mysterious. It can be advanced by swallowing the alien energy between heaven and earth, so that the bloodline will continue to transform, even if it is a waste
As long as you practice hard, you can gradually upgrade your bloodline to a god-level bloodline!"
"Divine Attack Technique" is a skill that Feng Wuji obtained in his previous life. Its origin is extremely mysterious. According to legend, it does not belong to the human world. The training conditions are also extremely demanding. You must keep one mind and do two things at the same time. In refining the world
When the vitality is strong, don't be distracted. Once the vitality goes wrong and breaks into other meridians, the meridians will be broken. At the least, you will become a cripple, and at worst, you will die!
Putting aside all distracting thoughts, Feng Wuji closed his eyes and concentrated, entering a state of emptiness and darkness.
The Divine Attack Technique is unparalleled in its dominance, and the energy it condenses is extremely violent. If you are not careful, it will backfire on you.
Clenching his teeth, Feng Wuji carefully dredged his meridians while guiding his vitality into his body. After a while, he was covered in cold sweat!
The meridians are too fragile and seem to be torn apart at any time!
Sudden--
There was a throbbing in the Dantian, and a mysterious and terrifying force surged out, instantly pouring into the eight extraordinary meridians. Following the operation of the Divine Cutting Art, it was as powerful as breaking bamboo, widening the meridians ten times!
Those areas where siltation and blockage were accumulated were also washed away and discharged to the surface of the body, forming a thick layer of dirt.
"This is……"
After being shocked, Feng Wuji discovered that there was a cluster of finger-sized flames in his dantian, which were like gold and purple. They seemed small, but they had a vast and ancient aura that made people shudder!
This cluster of flames is slightly similar to the red lotus thunder fire, but completely different. It seems to be transcendent, possessing an endless will that can give birth to all things.
Could it be that my own rebirth is related to it?
Feng Wuji couldn't figure it out, so he had to suppress his doubts.
At the same time, under the guidance of the Divine Defeat Art, countless heaven and earth energy surged forward, rushing towards the first bloodline like a destructive force!
boom!
After the strength was accumulated to its peak, the first bloodline broke through without any suspense. Then, as if the vitality of heaven and earth had found its destination, it crazily poured into this bloodline and transformed into Yuanli.
The first level of the Divine Vein Realm!
There was throbbing in Feng Wuji's eyes. He condensed his Yuan Power into the palm of his hand, but a yellow light emitted, indicating that this bloodline that had been opened up was only a low-grade yellow-level bloodline.
Immediately afterwards, he punched out and directly smashed a large blue stone in front of him!
The Divine Defeat Technique is truly extraordinary!
Even if it is a low-grade Huang-level bloodline, the Yuan Power contained in it is extremely violent and can rival the high-grade Huang-level Yuan Power produced by other techniques.