Qin Feng smiled in his heart and asked me to inherit, but I didn''t inherit. I ripped you off.


    "Why? I''m the strongest in Wuhuang territory. How many people spy on my orthodoxy, and you refuse!"


    The ancestor''s mouth twitched. Unexpectedly, Qin Feng refused


    "Ding, the host depressed the ancestors. The devil value is + 99!"


    Qin Feng is so happy that he still has demon value! I didn''t expect that a spirit body divided in the Wuhuang realm will also produce demon value. It''s incredible.


    So Qin Feng deliberately made a embarrassed expression and said, "ancestors, in fact, I can inherit it."


    "Give me some real benefits. To tell you the truth, I don''t like cultivating kendo. You just let me inherit it. Generally, give me some practical benefits? If not, I won''t inherit it."


    "What if I inherit your orthodoxy and delay my cultivation?"


    When the ancestors heard the speech, they especially saw Qin Feng''s embarrassed face and didn''t want to beat him. They almost took an old breath of blood. They thought that the offspring were so cheap. This guy is a typical rip off


    And it was serious and very embarrassed.


    Your sister, are you ashamed?


    The whole face of the ancestor began to twitch. However, his eyes were suddenly gloomy and flashed away. Then he squeezed out a smiling face and said, "OK, OK, I''ll give you some small gifts as soon as I see you."


    With that, the forefather''s fingertip moved, which was a faint sword.


    The meaning of this sword, showing a futon state, entered Qin Feng''s eyebrows.


    Qin Feng''s consciousness immediately swallowed up the sword meaning futon and found that it was a supreme feeling of kendo. However, this feeling was very incomplete, but only one look at it would benefit a lot.


    "Thank you for your ancestors. I will open the lingzang this morning to make the dynasty rise, and then inherit your orthodoxy, so that your demeanor can shine for nine days and reproduce today and ancient times..."


    Qin Feng quickly flattered.


    The ancestor heard the speech, his face was gloomy and uncertain, and then waved his hand to return Qin Feng''s consciousness to the noumenon.


    "Little thing, you''d better open the lingzang early. At that time, see how I kill you. The Millennium game arranged by Qin Zun will open from you."


    "What a good qualification. After thousands of years, someone finally meets my requirements."


    After Qin Feng''s consciousness retreated, his ancestor''s face was ferocious. This spiritual body was also broken at this moment.


    ……


    WOW!


    In an instant, Qin Feng''s consciousness returned to his body, his fist immediately loosened the ancestral monument, flew backwards for countless steps, and was helped by a group of guards.


    "Emperor, be careful." countless officials worried and thought it was the rebound force of the ancestral tablet.


    This ancestral tablet, forced by many emperors in the past dynasties, could not be destroyed. Even some unlucky people were directly shocked and half dead by the power of the ancestral tablet.


    "It seems that the ancestral tablet can''t be broken." many ministers sighed, not much disappointed, because they didn''t report any hope. At the beginning, they thought Qin Feng couldn''t break the ancestral tablet.


    "It doesn''t matter! The ancestral tablet will be broken soon. I''m going to start carving a new ancestral tablet!" Qin Feng stood up, straightened out his Dragon Robe and straightened his majesty.


    "If you can''t break the stone tablet, just say it!"


    Leng Xiang''er glanced at Qin Feng and thought that Qin Feng was very dressed.


    Artificial, hypocritical and mysterious.


    Leng xianger felt that Qin Feng at the moment was full of shortcomings.


    The ancestral tablet didn''t move at all. How can it be broken? Can a small punch really shake the ancestral tablet left by a figure in the Wuhuang territory?


    Boom!


    When Leng xianger despised it, the ancestral tablet in the array suddenly moved, making the whole big moon mountain tremble.


    "What''s going on!"


    Countless people and officials were frightened and thought of the earthquake.


    "Look, the ancestral tablet is beginning to crack!"


    Some bodyguards took the lead in looking at the ancestral tablet. They were shocked to find that on the ancestral tablet, black lines expanded and countless cracked lines spread.


    "The ancestral tablet was really smashed by the little Lord''s fist!"


    Zhuge Liang and Hun Tiandi were also stunned at the moment. They looked at each other and saw the shock that was difficult to suppress from the eyes of both sides.


    Qin Feng''s punch just now, if they didn''t read it wrong, should only be filled with five or six points of real yuan. With the cultivation of congenital martial arts, five or six points of real yuan hit on the stone tablet, which is like an egg hitting a stone and breaking to the ground.


    "It seems that there is something else."


    Zhuge Liang felt that there were many secrets in the young Lord, and he could not see through them.


    Wow, wow!


    The ancestral tablet suddenly collapsed at the moment.


    Countless people stared at the falling stones and felt shocked.


    This ancestral tablet has existed for thousands of years, but now it has collapsed, which makes people exclaim!


    Qin Feng actually broke the ancestral tablet with a real punch. It''s incredible!


    At the moment, the most shocking and surprising thing is Leng xianger.


    With a small mouth, she was able to swallow a duck egg and a pair of beautiful eyes. Her whole face was petrified at this moment.


    One second ago, Qin Feng was still mocking that it was impossible to break the ancestral monument. Unexpectedly, now the ancestral monument has been broken.


    It''s too scary, too incredible.


    Isn''t Qin Feng only the cultivation of congenital martial arts? How can we break the monument of the king''s ancestors left by a figure in the Wuhuang territory!


    "How?"


    Qin Feng grinned proudly at this time.


    "Hum, although I don''t know what little wisdom you used to break the ancestral tablet, don''t forget that the ancestral tablet of a dynasty needs to be carved by the incumbent king himself and engraved into the tablet. Can you carve? Can you engrave the tablet?"


    Seeing Qin Feng''s proud look on his face, Leng Xiang''er felt that the whole person''s chest was a foot bigger.


    The people in the dynasty were also awakened by Leng xianger''s words and returned to God.


    Many ministers looked at Qin Feng and smiled bitterly. Qin Feng can''t carve?


    Sculpture is an ancient and rare deputy. Many sculptors in the northern region have retired to the mountains and forests. How old is Qin Feng? At the age of sixteen, you can''t even get to the beginning of carving.


    Carving is a more difficult doorway in almost all deputy positions.


    "Who said I wouldn''t!"


    Qin Feng made an arc at the corner of his mouth and looked at Leng Xiang''er. In his hand, he had played with the soul Ming knife.


    "I said, hum!" Leng Xiang''er looked up and down at Qin Feng. He didn''t think Qin Feng had the temperament of a master of carving.


    "The chief steward, next, stare at your bright eyes and see clearly. You are the little maid in waiting."


    Qin Feng stepped forward, looked up, held out his chest, and pretended to be extremely forced. He came to the huge tianwai meteorite. In front of many people, he wanted to make a big pretending force to correct his emperor''s authority.


    "What kind of outfit? Is it a broken knife that wants to cut the meteorite?"


    Leng Xiang''er rolled her eyes and felt that Qin Feng always looked like he didn''t want to be beaten. She met less than a few times. She was angry for several times and couldn''t maintain her high and cold image at all.