North of Cangzhou, Fengjia in Luofeng City.
In a damp and dark wooden house somewhere, Feng Wuchen struggled to wake up from the bed.
After digesting some of the unfamiliar memories, he suppressed his headache and muttered to himself:
"Lingwu Realm? Is it actually an inferior plane? However, I self-destructed my body and was able to keep my soul and reborn. It is already a great blessing. Yao Ji, Han Xiang! Since heaven will not destroy me, wait until I return to Taixuan Heaven Realm.
That day will be the day when your lives will be lost!"
Mentioning these two names, Feng Wuchen became furious.
In his previous life, Feng Wuchen was born in the Taixuan Heavenly Realm. He reached the pinnacle of the Tianzun Realm before he was two hundred years old and was known as the No. 1 Prodigy in the Heavenly Realm!
Even if you give him another hundred years, he is likely to break the record of his predecessors and become the youngest Emperor of Heaven in the history of Taixuan Heavenly Realm.
Not long ago, Long Yuan, the ancient inheritance of Taixuan Heavenly Realm, was born, and he traveled with his friend Han Xiang and his lover Yao Ji.
After a period of fighting, the ancient inheritance was fortunate enough to fall into Feng Wuchen's hands.
However, he did not expect that at the critical moment, the two people he trusted the most would team up to attack him, causing him to be seriously injured.
He didn't want to let this stupid couple succeed, so he destroyed his own cultivation and exploded his body.
I thought I was dead, but I didn't expect to save a life!
Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, just about to adapt to his new body.
"Please... don't steal my cold marrow! This is what my mother left for me, don't..."
At this time, a girl's helpless cry came from the yard.
At the same time, there were several fierce voices:
"Stop, you stinky girl! Do you still think that your good-for-nothing brother is the heir apparent?"
"Let me tell you, now that Young Master Feng Mo has awakened the fire-type heaven-level spiritual veins, he is the genius of our Feng family! As soon as the head of the family comes out of seclusion, he will be the new heir apparent!"
"As for you! The higher-ups in the clan have decided to marry you to that fool from the Lin family as their wife, hahaha..."
Feng Wuchen frowned, pushed himself up, and walked into the yard.
I saw two servants, one fat and one thin, grabbing the hair of a twelve or thirteen year old girl and cursing.
The girl cried so hard that she tried her best to protect something on her chest. Even though she grimaced in pain, she did not let go.
"Don't...don't..."
"Damn it, you bastard, if you don't give me this thing, I'll make you return to the west!"
As he said that, the fat servant raised his fist and punched the girl on the head.
Seeing this scene, the thin man next to him showed a ferocious smile.
Although Fatty is just a servant, he also has the strength of the acquired realm.
The girl is just a frail and sickly ordinary person. If she takes this punch, will she still survive?
The little girl was about to die under the fat man's fist.
At the critical moment!
A dark figure suddenly rushed over and accurately stopped between the two of them.
"who!"
The fat man's vision blurred, and his fist seemed to hit the steel plate, causing him to grit his teeth in pain.
When he raised his head and saw the person coming, his pupils trembled.
"It's you……"
I saw that the person blocking the fat man’s fist was none other than the trash they were talking about just now!
A ferocious smile appeared on the fat man's face instantly: "Who am I talking about? So it's you? I didn't expect that you're not dead yet, so I just gave you a ride..."
However, before the fat man could finish his harsh words, Feng Wuchen suddenly took action and punched him in the abdomen.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, the latter's body like a meat ball suddenly flew backwards and hit a stone wall, vomiting blood.
This scene instantly petrified the thin man next to him.
Hasn't this waste been useless for a year?
How can you still have such strength?
Feng Wuchen looked at his fist, somewhat dissatisfied.
"How can this body be so weak? My full-strength blow can't even kill someone in the Houtian realm..."
The thin man left swallowed and said, "I... I'm warning you, we were sent by Master Feng Xi..."
"Wind Creek?"
The thin man's words brought some more fragmented memories into Feng Wuchen's mind.
"Is that the dog behind Feng Mo?"
"You dare to say that Master Feng Xi is a dog..."
However, when Shouzi finished speaking, Feng Wuchen's body moved again.
Turn around! Move your legs! Kick out the thin man's white teeth, simply
And neat.
"I'll count to three. If you are still within my sight, you can stay here forever!"
"one!"
"You...you will regret it!"
Before Feng Wuchen could count to three, the fat and thin duo endured the pain and quickly fled the small courtyard while speaking harsh words.
"Ahem!"
After the two left, Feng Wuchen looked extremely pale, staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"Brother! What's wrong with you? Brother... don't scare me!"
The girl hurriedly supported Feng Wuchen, her tears falling quickly and urgently like broken beads.
"Help me back to the house!"
After returning to the house, Feng Wuchen discovered an extremely cruel fact.
This physical body has no spiritual veins!
Spiritual veins are the foundation of a warrior's cultivation. Without spiritual veins, he is nothing more than a useless person!
"how so?"
Following his question, countless memory fragments quickly pieced together into a complete memory, flooding into his mind again.
Feng Wuchen in this world was abandoned by his parents when he was five years old, and lived with his younger sister Feng Ning.
My younger sister, Feng Ning, was born with a special constitution, and the fire element in her body was extremely imbalanced. In addition to wearing cold marrow, she also had to take long-term elixirs to suppress her.
Over the years, Feng Wuchen worked hard for the Feng family and made great contributions, just to gain more resources and save his sister's life.
A year ago, the Lin family, another prominent family in Luofeng City, took the initiative to send a large amount of elixirs to the Feng family.
The price is for Feng Wuchen to marry the Lin family and marry Lin Wan, the daughter of the Lin family.
For the sake of his sister, Feng Wuchen had no choice but to agree.
Who knows, what the Lin family really likes is not his people, but his earth-level high-grade thunder-type spiritual veins!
On the night of their wedding, Lin Wan used a secret method to remove his spiritual veins, and she became the proud daughter of heaven with two spiritual veins. She was also spotted by the Qingchen Sect, the largest sect in the Chen Kingdom in Cangzhou, and accepted her as a true disciple.
Feng Wuchen, on the other hand, has become a complete useless person.
Of course, what chilled him the most was that the resources sent by the Lin family were not used on Feng Ning, but were used by the Feng family to train another genius who had awakened the heaven-level spiritual veins - Feng Mo.
He and Feng Ning have become complete outcasts!
This is undoubtedly
It became the last straw that broke Feng Wuhen's back. After struggling for a year, he finally died of depression today.
"Not only is the spiritual vein missing, but the foundation has been destroyed... Even if I take back my spiritual vein, it will be of no use."
Realizing this problem, even Feng Wuchen fell into a sluggish state.
Although he was a powerful man in the Heavenly Realm in his previous life, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.
Could it be!
Am I, Feng Wuchen, going to end up as a waste after finally reviving my life?
No!
I can not be reconciled!
Or maybe his sadness and anger had something to do with it.
Suddenly!
"Boom!"
A shocking power burst out from his body!
At the same time, a heartbreaking pain came from his mind, making his vision go dark.
When he opened his eyes again, he was suspended in the void, covered in blood.
"Feng Wuchen! Hand over the Long Yuan inheritance!"
Hundreds of thousands of miles behind him, there were waves of killing cries.
"This is Taixuan Heavenly Realm..."
Feng Wuchen's eyes were dim and he murmured to himself.
This scene was very familiar to him.
It was the scene where he captured Long Yuan and fought his way out of the siege.
I wasn't attacked?
Not reborn?
Could it be that everything that just happened was just an illusion caused by him being influenced by Long Yuan?
However, at this moment, an extremely cold murderous intention suddenly struck from behind him.
He suddenly turned around and saw Yao Ji's vicious face and a gleaming sword!
The tip of the sword was only three inches away from his eyebrows!
That's not a dream!
This woman he treated sincerely really wanted to kill him!
At this moment, a surge of anger rushed directly into his heavenly spirit.
His facial features also became extremely ferocious.
"Yao Ji! You poisonous woman! I want you to die!"
Feng Wuchen's pupils dilated instantly, and he desperately wanted to change this outcome.
But Naihe saw that the sword was about to pierce his forehead, but he couldn't move.
Chapter completed!