After the Feng family's clan assembly is over.
Qing'an City, everyone knows that the third Miss Feng Family is not a waste material at all, but a rare genius!
Moreover, she is not ugly, but an unforgettable, beautiful woman who loves her at first sight!
After the clan contest ended, Feng Yuanji took Feng Wuxie into the most secret room of Feng's house.
The furnishings in this forbidden room are very simple, and Feng Wuxie is a little curious, what is it for
Feng Yuanji opened the mechanism in the forbidden room, and when the mechanism was moved, a space appeared on the wall, where a very simple and beautifully carved wooden box was placed.
Feng Yuanji greeted Feng Wuxie: "Wuxie, come here, grandpa will show you something."
Feng Wuxie walked over and saw Feng Yuanji opened the carved wooden box and took out a crimson spar from it.
"Innocent, every family heir needs to be certified by dripping blood on the soul stone passed down from generation to generation, and our Feng family is no exception.
Feng Yuanji held the red spar in front of Feng Wuxie:
"You drop a drop of blood on your fingertips and let the soul stone accept your certification. In this way, you will become the acting patron of the Feng family. After grandpa a hundred years later, you will be the official patriarch.
Feng Wuxie looked at the beautiful spar, took a deep breath, and looked at Feng Yuanji:
"Grandpa, I can't authenticate."
Feng Yuanji raised his brows and asked in surprise, "Why?"
"Grandpa, my granddaughter is not filial. I want to go out of my house and go to the outside world to experience a few times, learn more and more powerful spiritism, and improve myself. In fact, I already had this idea. Help Grandpa choose together and see who is most suitable to take charge of Feng's family."
In fact, Feng Wuxie's words, to put it plainly, is--
The world is so big, I want to see it!
Feng's family is so small, it's hard to use it!
Feng Wuxie's face couldn't help but feel a little guilty. The old man had great expectations of herself, but she had to refuse...
After Feng Yuanji listened, his face became a little serious, and his brows wrinkled slightly:
"Wuxie, have you really decided? You want to hand over the position of the heir?"
The light in the secret room was dim and yellow, and the old man's expression became very solemn and unbearable.
Feng Wuxie nodded silently.
Feng Yuanji put the soul spirit stone back into the wooden box, and stored the wooden box in the original organ.
After a long silence, Feng Yuanji slowly said, "Also, with your talent, it's really not suitable for you to live in a small family. Only when you go outside can you be promoted."
Feng Wuxie breathed a sigh of relief.
But after hearing Feng Yuanji's tone, he choked slightly, and said: "Just like your father back then..."
"My father?" Feng Wuxie raised a heart!
She had long wanted to ask this old man what happened to his life experience!
Where's your parents? Why is there not even a shadow
"Grandpa, how did my father and my mother disappear?"
Feng Yuanji sighed, his eyes drifting away, as if immersed in the distant past:
"At the beginning, your father was a genius spiritualist that we rarely saw in a century. His reputation is not only in Qing'an City, but also in the entire Moro Kingdom! He also likes to travel, travels to many places, and knows With your mother, they have a deep affection for each other, and they became relatives very smoothly. At that time, your mother’s spiritism was also very powerful. With your dad, they were talented and beautiful. The two of them were the greatest pride of our Feng family …"
"What then?" Feng Wuxie did not expect that his parents were so powerful.
"Your father was supposed to be the next heir to the Patriarch. However, on the eve of the family meeting, he went to participate in the spiritist contest in the capital of Moro Kingdom. At first there was news of being selected, but then he slowly fell away. No news, life and death are unknown. After your father left home, your mother found out that she was pregnant. She has been waiting for your father to come back. However, until you were born, your father never came back... Wait until you are two years old , Your mother finally couldn't hold back, entrusted you to me, and then left Feng's house alone to find your father..."
After Feng Wuxie listened, he murmured: "The National Spiritualist Competition... Could it be that something unexpected happened there..."
Feng Yuanji seemed to be hesitating, and after a while, he slowly said:
"That was a race to eat people without spitting out bones! All spiritists are using their lives to fight for the glory of the family. The rise of our family is largely due to your father's participation in that race. , And was successfully selected into the ultimate arena... Although his life or death was unknown later, it made our Feng Family's position in Qing'an City jump up and become the fourth generation family."
Feng Wuxie looked at Feng Yuanji's old and sad face.
she knows-
Although my grandfather kept saying that her father was unclear about his life and death, in fact, he should understand in his heart that if her father were still alive in this world, how could he disappear for so many years
I'm afraid it's already a long time ago, died in that battle, right...
"Grandpa, you can rest assured to sit in the family! I will definitely go to Moro City and find out what my father has experienced in that Soulmancer competition! And my mother's whereabouts, I will find out one by one. !"
Feng Wuxie said this, and she secretly swore in her heart!
"Wuxie, grandpa knows that you are very concerned about the disappearance of your parents, but you must remember that if you are not sure about it, you must not be involved in danger! I only have you as a granddaughter, and I don’t want to let it go. You follow in your father's footsteps..."
Seeing that the old man was about to cry!
Feng Wuxie suddenly felt that this atmosphere was too heavy.
She took a deep breath, pretending to be relaxed:
"Okay, okay, don't worry about it. There is a saying called'The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.' I will definitely not follow in the footsteps of my father, so don't worry!"
"Lang?" Feng Yuanji was inexplicable and looked dazed.
"That means I must be stronger than my father!" Feng Wuxie explained with a smile.
Feng Yuan nodded extremely, and then asked, "Then who do you prefer to be the heir?" After a pause, he said again, "Is it a Pearl?"
It seemed that Feng Yuanji had thought of going with her.
The master’s concubine is not a powerful weapon, but the Lincheng Feng’s concubine, Feng Mingzhu, has the qualifications to take on important tasks in terms of character and ability. It is most appropriate for her to do it.
Feng Wuxie smiled, "What do you think of Grandpa?"
Feng Yuanji nodded slightly, agreeing: "She is the only one left."
After the two negotiated, they left the forbidden room together.
After coming out of the forbidden room, Feng Yuanji and Feng Yuanzhi once again discussed the concession of the heir.
Feng Mingzhu came to the land of Baizhu for the first time after learning that Feng Wuxie was the heir of the Zen and was about to leave the family and go out to practice cultivation.
She was not here for the first time, so she had known for a long time that the mysterious man lived in Feng Wuxie's courtyard.
Fortunately, that man was out of sight and didn't often stay here, so it was convenient for Feng Mingzhu to get in and out of the white bamboo land.
Feng Wuxie also felt a little strange.
In the past two days, Di Qianxie didn’t know where to go. Since the successor election was over, he has disappeared, even with Mo Rong.
It's gone!
The two masters and servants don't know what they are doing all day, and they feel like they treat her here as an inn, come and leave if they want!
Feng Wuxie felt very upset!
However, what she was most uncomfortable with was actually the words Feng Mingzhu asked her after coming to her: "Hey, what about the leader of your family who likes to show off and pretend to be cool? Going out?"
-The word "pretend to be cool" was taught to Feng Mingzhu secretly by Feng Wuxie!
Especially used to describe Emperor Qianxie!
Feng Mingzhu is very prosperous, Feng Wuxie taught her a lot of similar words, she will learn it soon, and she uses it very well!
but-
"What is the leader of my house?" Feng Wuxie glanced at her, not angry.
Feng Mingzhu pretended to be innocent:
"Hey, I mean the leader who'lives in your home'. Wu Xie, do you want to be crooked?"
After speaking, Mingzhu snickered.
Feng Wuxie: "..."
—This Feng Mingzhu, under her own sex, is getting darker and darker!
"Innocent, I actually envy you very much."
Feng Mingzhu and Feng Wuxie drank fragrant tea to each other, and between laughing and talking, there was a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
Feng Wuxie knew what Feng Mingzhu meant.
"If you want to take a look outside, you might as well go with me. Anyway, Feng's family still has grandpa who sits in town and manages the trivial matters of the family. You are not in a hurry at this time." Feng Wuxie sincerely invited Mingzhu to come.
However, Feng Mingzhu shook his head with regret:
"Innocent, my talents are different from yours after all. You have only started to practice, and you have achieved such results. But I have worked hard for 14 years, and to this day, every breakthrough has been very difficult. My Spirituality seems to be top-notch, but it can only be limited to small places like Qing'an City and Lincheng. If I go to a bigger city, I can only be slaughtered by others."
Moro itself is a small border country on the Tianqi continent.
Qing'an City is also a very remote town.
The Feng family was just the fourth-ranked little family in this city.
Outside, there are so many aristocratic families whose foundations are much deeper than those of the Feng family!
Not to mention, there are other countries that are stronger than Moro.
Feng Wuxie patted her hand comfortingly after hearing this:
"The potential of human beings is always infinite, a pearl. You can cultivate the two attributes of fire and wind at the same time. You are already very good. In the future, you will be able to lead the children of the Feng family and bring glory to the family."
Feng Mingzhu chuckled, "Don't comfort me. Speaking of which, where are you going?"
"Wherever the spiritualist is the strongest, I will go wherever I go!" A very bright brilliance emerged in Feng Wuxie's eyes:
"I heard that Grandpa said that in the capital of Moro Kingdom, that is, Moro City, there is a huge battle of spiritists every year. The spiritists who can participate in that kind of battle are all elites from all over the country. I am. If I want to go there and see, I must be able to see a lot of profound and strange spiritism!"
When Feng Mingzhu heard Feng Wuxie's words, she was beautiful and slightly frowned. Her expression was both happy and worried:
"National Soulmancer Competition! Innocent, do you really want to participate in this harsh event? This is the highest event in our Moro country, but it is completely different from our family convention! In that kind of event, you must You really live by fighting for your life! Do you know how many excellent spiritists died in that kind of hellish competition!"
Feng Wuxie nodded very cautiously.
Of course she knows how cruel that kind of competition is!
However, she must go!
All the trails of her parents stopped in that capital city...
She wants to know, what cannibalism is hiding there
(End of this chapter)