Prehistoric: The beginning of the game mixed with the Xiantian Lingbao chat group

Chapter 68: Execution: Young man, you will be blessed from now on

At this time, Feng Ming and Xiantian Jianbai looked at each other, looking at each other.

At this time, the thoughts in Feng Ming's mind were:

I, I... If you need to bow your head, just bow!?

He was really shocked!

"I originally thought that Mr. Killer said in the group that he wanted to make an appointment with Kuang Lang's Sword Senior just as a talk. After all, all the treasure friends in the chat group have a pretty good relationship."

Even if they were Kuanglang's sword and Tiandi's sword, they were fighting each other in a friendly and gentle manner.

What's more, shouldn't the information of group friends be kept confidential?

However, the boss who killed the young master is here!

He is really here!

Therefore, since the boss can come to me through this method, he can also go to Kuang Lang's knife senior through an unknown method.

At this time Feng Ming could only comfort himself:

"Feng Ming, don't panic. After all, Mr. Killer has a very good impression of me."

Otherwise, it would be impossible to send out three red envelopes directly!

…

"My dear, haven't you calmed down yet?"

"I feel that my dear friend, your mind is trembling violently right now. Countless thoughts are flashing through your mind, and your thinking is quite fast."

Feng Ming admitted honestly.

He shouted directly: "This junior has seen the boss who killed Young Master!"

This is a simplified version of the trick of bowing to your head——

Bend down and shout!

"Haha, as expected, it's much more interesting to see you directly offline than to see your expressions in pictures!"

Well, from this point of view, these fifty innate dao patterns are still worth it!

This kid is much more interesting than those idiots taught by Jie who only know how to fight around all day long.

…

"Little friend Feng Ming, you can rest assured. Overall, I still like you very much."

"Thank you, senior, for your favor!"

"Well……"

Senior, how do you know my name?

Seeing my little friend’s astonished and surprised expression makes me feel so happy, haha!

Little fool, that guy Tianji has already sold you!

The price is very beautiful, and there are a total of fifty innate Dao patterns.

This innate sword blank made an arrogant sound:

"Haha, I'm curious as to why I know your name? Since you already call me Big Boss, will it be difficult for me, the Big Boss, to figure out your name?"

"You are questioning me as a boss... Do you want me to give you a sword to let you know whether I am qualified as a boss?"

Unfortunately, there is no expression on this innate sword blank.

Otherwise, you would see an evil smile with a slightly crooked mouth at this moment.

Feng Ming instantly trembled and even broke into a cold sweat.

...Okay, that makes sense.

Sorry, boss, I was wrong!

Although Young Master Zhu was lying to him, how could Feng Ming know?

What's more, Feng Ming doesn't dare to have the idea of ​​"doubt" in his mind now.

Facing a boss of this level, can I still have "doubts about this action" in my mind?

I'm crazy!

Furthermore, logically speaking, it is impossible for such a super powerful boss, a boss who is very likely to be at the top of the world, to deceive me for a trivial matter.

…

Seeing Xiao Baoyou, the master of weapon refining who was very active in the group, looking in embarrassment, Mr. Killing the Young Master was very satisfied.

He chuckled and said, "My little friend, are you very curious about my identity?"

Feng Ming nodded numbly, shook his head, and then nodded again!

He didn't even know if he should answer...but at least, he didn't dare to deny it!

To be fair, it is normal to be curious...

What is the identity of this big boss?

He actually dared to call the leader of Tongtian Cult "Diaomao" so unscrupulously.

It doesn't matter if you are in the group, after all, the chat group has the ability to block secrets.

But now it’s in the real world!

Just by relying on this behavior, you are already very brave.

What's more, his nickname is "Zhu Mie Gongzi", how domineering that is!

Master Zhu Mie chuckled and said in a jerky and elegant tone:

"Actually, I am...Tongtian!"

ha?

Feng Ming's jaw almost dropped!

Boss, if you say this, there will be more question marks on my head!

Feng Ming was extremely surprised and subconsciously blurted out: "Senior, although I am still very young, please don't lie to me. You are clearly calling a saint in the group..."

At the critical moment, he stopped the word "picking up the hair" abruptly!

Fortunately, although I am not as stable as my master, I have not reached the point of "seeking death" yet.

"This is unreasonable and unreasonable...it's conceivable!"

…

Feng Ming was very nervous at this time, so he gasped loudly: "Huh, huh, huh..."

Let’s get down to business!

Although the boss who killed the young master is a saint of Tongtian, this matter is logically unfeasible.

If you are Tongtian, then you call yourself a fool?

But after Feng Ming denied it, he suddenly started to feel scared again!

Wait, what if!

After all, Feng Ming knows that some people just like to laugh at themselves, and if they get angry, not to mention scolding themselves, they may even beat themselves up!

What if the saintly boss has such a bad taste?

For this reason, any disrespect towards the saint cannot be said from my mouth, Feng Ming!

"I suddenly understand Master a little bit!"

"It's time to copy Master's "Stability Sutra" seriously!"

I can't be as stable as Master, but I can't be as reckless as Senior Crazy Sword!

Yes, I’m talking about you, Kuang Lang’s Knife!

…

The innate sword blank floated up and down, drawing a floating trajectory. Senior Young Master Zhu was in the same mood as an elf at this moment.

"Oh my, my, why didn't you say these two words?"

"Oh, you are scared, but it's nothing. Look..."

Senior, now that you know it, why don’t you ask?

"The sky is full of hair, the sky is full of hair, the sky is full of hair..."

Senior, please calm down, why don’t I believe you?

…

Feng Ming: ...Damn it, even just hearing such words is a sin!

I'm going to be tricked to death by the boss!

Feng Ming once again used his unique skill to bend down and bow, and at the same time begged for mercy and said: "Senior, please stop joking with me!"

"Juniors all respect saints very much!"

Well, no matter whether you are a true saint or not, boss, I respect you, okay?

The innate sword blank circled Feng Ming twice before saying:

"Forget it, I won't tell you any more jokes. However, I am really the leader of Tongtian Cult. Otherwise, how could I possibly know the gossip about Tongtian's hair in mouth?"

Feng Ming: ...If you say that, no one can be sure whether it is true or not!

Boss, you are not making this up, are you?

"There is a secret method called the secret method of killing three corpses."

"I don't know if your Changchun sect's founder is qualified to know this secret method."

Feng Ming: ...I'm really sorry, our Changchun sect really didn't pass down anything related to this secret technique!

In fact, the founder of the Changchun Sect does not know the secret method of killing three corpses, which is normal!

The secret method of killing three corpses is the method of becoming a saint!

Although many big guys know about it since ancient times.

But that's because the top bosses have already reached that level.

And Patriarch Changchun is only in the realm of true immortals even now.

Let a true immortal know the secret method of becoming a saint...

It’s really hard for our ancestor!

However, I, Feng Ming, know it myself, but I won’t admit it.

Master Zhu Mie chuckled and said: "In short, the secret method of killing three corpses is to cut out all the good and evil in one's own body, as well as one's own self."

"In this way, there are the saint's true body, the good and evil selves, and the three corpses!"

"Guess which one I am?"

Feng Ming: ...Assuming that what Mr. Killer said is true, then how could such a bad-tempered Mr. Killer be a good corpse?

I guess it's largely an evil corpse.

…

Feng Ming thought in his heart: Could this be made up by Mr. Zhu Mie?

However, if Mr. Zhu Mie is not the incarnation of a saint, why would he dare to fabricate lies related to the saint!

Common sense - call out the name of a saint, and the saint will know it!

Of course, Young Master Zhu Mie may be a top powerhouse who can shield the secrets within a certain range.

However, just to brag to myself, doing this...it's not worth it at all.

Feng Ming's mind was very confused, and his thoughts were going back and forth. One moment he thought it was true, and the other moment he thought it must be fake and was made up for fun by the boss.

What a mess!

Master Zhu Mie laughed and said: "Haha, little treasure friend, it seems that you still have some doubts in your heart."

"No, I'm sorry... I don't dare, I don't dare!"

You are the boss, so whatever you say is what you say!

Young Master Zhu Mie: "Hahaha, actually you are right, I am the incarnation of the evil corpse!"

Hey, Tongtian didn't really kill three corpses, is he just making it up?

Young Master Zhu Mie: "The reason why I came here in this way is precisely because I sensed your desire for the sword, little treasure friend!"

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"I said, I want you to become a top sword cultivator!"

"That's why I gave you an innate sword as a gift, and attached a ray of my own spiritual thoughts to the sword."

“This way, I can happily chat and play with my little one.”

Feng Ming:...Isn't this the prehistoric version of the portable mobile phone? Sure enough, all the prehistoric big guys are geniuses at inventing. There have been several versions of mobile phones in later generations, and the big guys can make them easily.

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And it’s also a face-to-face visualization and even hands-on version!

Feng Ming couldn't help but said: "Senior, your idea is really wonderful!"

Well, it would be great if this thing could be popularized!

Although people who have cultivated since ancient times have more or less secret methods of communication.

However, this kind of secret method is not easy. It is either a jade talisman specially made by the sect, or it relies on great magic power to transmit the sound.

In short, there are still many restrictions.

The innate sword blank was immediately placed on Feng Ming's forehead and asked: "Hey, little friend, do you have any fun ideas again?"

"Forget it, remember this idea first, I will pass on some basics of swordsmanship to you now, hehehe..."

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Feng Ming:...ah?

Now?

Should I be very happy?

Master Zhu Mie smiled and said: "Yes, that's right now! The strength of your soul is a bit rubbish... Well, for a creature of your age, it's actually pretty good..."

"It seems that you have grown up very fast recently, haha, interesting!"

"It's just that you're not the God of Condensation Yang... Are you hiding it on purpose to prepare to surprise your fellow apprentices?"

Feng Ming:???Senior just wanted to say that I was trash!

However, he took it back abruptly.

Woohoo...thank you for being such a considerate guy!

Wait, Brother Killer said I can condense the Yang Shen?

How come I don’t know!

Master Zhu Mie: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Let's start with the basics of practice. Young man, you will be blessed in the future!"

"Follow me, and I will easily give you the ability to destroy the world. Young man, you are prosperous!"

"Hey, you are my disciple of Master Tongtian!"

Feng Ming subconsciously thought: In that case, I am carrying the Tongtian Cult Master with me?

hiss!

Hiss!

…

Feng Ming took several breaths of cold air in an instant, and once again made his own contribution to the warming of the prehistoric world!

But he suddenly thought of something and said quickly: "Senior, junior, I have something to do recently, and I'm afraid it will delay my practice, so..."

Once you start practicing, who knows how long you will be in retreat.

But at the very least, he couldn't miss the "new autumn hunting" right now.

Although I am not involved, I still want to know about the safety of my brothers and sisters!

Master Zhu Mie: "Hey, wasted time? I seriously suspect that you are underestimating my teaching level! Humph!"

"I'll let you know a lot!"

(End of chapter)