In front of Wang Feng, there is a very wide dragon screen with white waves rolling into the sky. An angry dragon swallows blue clouds in its mouth and steps on the blue water. In the sky, there is another figure holding a red gold bowl. Although he cannot see it, The appearance is clear, but just by looking at the body shape, you can feel the heroic demeanor of riding the waves and fighting dragons.
Wang Fuxun looked at it silently and knew that the person on the screen was Wang Yin, the source of the Changwu Wang family's bloodline.
What he holds in his hand is a heaven-level magic weapon called the Zhenggang Soul-Destroying Bowl, which is now the family treasure of the Changwu Wang family.
Among the levels of magical artifacts, the Heaven level is the highest, and the higher ones are Mysterious Items. However, mysterious objects are rare. It is said that they were created by the influence of heaven and earth when the Three Thousand Worlds were created. Therefore, they cannot be refined by humans, nor can they be completely subdued by humans. Therefore, in the present world, the ultimate level of magic weapons is still the heaven level. Zhaoyan has ten magic weapons to suppress the sect, and their ownership is in the hands of the head immortal. I heard that they are all of the heaven level. As for whether they can cross this natural chasm, Reaching a higher level is not something Wang Fuxun can know.
She only knew that when Wang Yin was still a monk in Dongxu, he followed the third-generation master Taiyi Jinxian to fight in all directions. He held the Zhenggang Soul-Destroying Bowl and subdued countless monsters. The scene on the screen in front of her was Wang Yin and Jiao. The scene of the battle between kings in the palace.
After this battle, Jiao Palace was severely defeated. For hundreds of thousands of years, it was almost impossible to compete with Zhao Yan. Wang Yin was also appointed as the master of Hongqing Palace by the three generations of masters based on his achievements, and he was in charge of one of the six mysterious objects. Later, Wang Yin attained Taoism and became an immortal, and his descendants became the Changwu Wang clan, which continues to this day.
She looked at the screen and thought to herself. When she heard Wang Feng speaking above her, she was shocked and felt extremely frightened by her trance.
Fortunately, Wang Feng didn't argue with the younger generation. He just looked down at Wang Fangjing and asked, "This is the third time that this Fengyun Conference has started. Is this the third time for you?"
Wang Fangjing lowered his head slightly and responded in a deep voice: "If you go back to your ancestors, this disciple has indeed gone back for the third time."
"Well," Wang Feng thought for a moment, his voice was low and sweet, and full of majesty, "your former disciple was ranked thirty-one on the ranking list, and my Changwu Wang family has the best performance in the past thousand years. , you are the eighth on the Wind and Cloud Ranking. I hope you will work hard and get a better ranking in this Fengyun Meeting. The clan will definitely reward you by then. If the ranking is above eight, I will also give you another There is a reward.”
He paused, turned his hand and pushed a ball of golden light into Wang Fangjing's hand, saying: "You can take this magic weapon and use it."
Wang Fangjing extinguished the golden light and saw a pair of bright and clear bracelets. There was a faint sound of thunder on them. He knew at a glance that they were not ordinary objects. He was immediately overjoyed, thinking that with this magical weapon, he might be able to move up a few ranks, so he bowed down and thanked his ancestor for the reward.
Wang Fu on the side couldn't help but feel a little moved when she saw it. She was going to the Fengyun Festival this time and had to work hard to get on the list. It would be much easier if she could have a high-quality magic weapon to help her.
When Wang Feng looked at her, he saw that her Dharmakaya had been completed, and he knew that Wang Fu was a disciple of the clan who was going back for the second time. He was not stingy about this, and immediately took another Dharma sword and gave it to her.
When sisters Wang Fuxun and Wang Yuexun replied, Wang Feng's expression softened slightly. Thinking that the two had not yet formed the Dharmakaya, he did not force them to leave their names on the list. Instead, he waved his hands to gather two amulets and gave them to the two sisters. He said: "It's the first time for you two to go there, but you don't know how fierce the fight will be at that Fengyun meeting. It's okay if you meet the same disciples, they will have some sympathy for each other, and you will know where to stop. If you meet If you become a monk from another sect, you need to be careful on your own."
The two of them looked at each other. Although they had already heard that the Fengyun Festival was a life-and-death struggle, and many disciples died in each session, they had never actually been there. So today, when they heard Wang Feng's cautious tone, they were worried. Alert.
After instructing the four people, Wang Feng raised a streak of netherworldly purple energy and left from Biyou Palace.
As soon as this trip was over, he stepped into the Hongqing Hall. He waved his sleeves and retreated from everyone, but his expression was not good. After walking around with his hands behind his hands for a short while, a disciple outside announced that Elder Wang had arrived.
"Let her come in!" Wang Feng frowned slightly and sat down on the big chair beside him. After the person came in, he sneered and said, "I think this Fengyun Conference still can't compete with the Eighteen Caves. Look. These disciples in the clan know that our Changwu Wang clan has not experienced great prosperity at least in the past five hundred years!"
The woman lifted the beaded curtain, revealing a charming face, with slender eyebrows, slender eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a graceful figure. She rolled her eyes when she heard this, but chuckled and said: "It's not just a moment or two that the Eighteen Cave Heavens suppressed the powerful family. How can I, the Changwu Wang family, be allowed to prosper with the Immortal in charge?"
It turned out that this woman was also a member of the Wang family in Changwu. Her name was Wang Fengyan. She was the elder of Hongqing Hall and was highly relied upon by Wang Feng.
"If the momentum is too strong, the Eighteen Dongtians will surely take action to suppress it; if the momentum is too weak, they will be the next Chen family." Wang Fengyan held up the book on the case, quickly scanned the contents with his beautiful eyes, turned to Wang Feng and said, "I think it's better to follow the example of the ancestors of the Chen family and let the disciples of the clan get to know the geniuses themselves. If you can recruit them, it's best. If you can't, you can still have personal connections in the future."
In the book, there are many matters that have been summarized by the elders recently. If there are any matters that the elders cannot decide, they will be handed over to Wang Feng himself.
What Wang Fengyan looked at was a report from an elder of Dekun Hall. He said that the disciples in the sect were making good progress in practicing the ancient god-splitting technique. Several of them were about to achieve great success. Therefore, he wanted to ask Wang Feng for permission to open a place in the sect. The Xiaozhu Realm of tempering the soul is open to these disciples.
She picked up the pen, paused for a moment, and her eyes were filled with a heavy look. After a moment, she approved the matter and then heard Wang Feng say: "This method is different from your previous ideas."
"It's just a matter of time and change." Wang Fengyan shook his head, with a soft smile and cold eyes, and said: "I asked Shi Xiangyuan to annoy the man from Zhenyang Cave in the past, in order to break one of Chen Shaohong's arms. , but I didn’t expect that the ancestor of the Chen family valued him so much that he even invited Immortal Wen to protect him. Now Shi Xiangyuan not only returned from the lower world, but also settled his feud with Zhenyang Dongtian because of the Zhao Chun incident. If I had known this, why would I have to Take the trouble.”
Hearing Zhao Chun's name, Wang Feng frowned and said displeased: "I thought that with Zhan Tian dead, this matter would be over, but now there is another Zhao Chun, and they all worship under the Haiqing family. This is terrible It’s a little tricky.”
"Whether it is a thorn or not is none of our clan's business. There are as many people who want her life as crucian carp crossing the river. Why should our ancestors worry?" Wang Fengyan put down his ink pen and handed a letter to Wang Feng.
There is no signature on it. In addition to a thin piece of paper, there is also a rather elegant and strange stone.
(End of chapter)
