"Flat!"

Under everyone's attention, Wu Ming's eyes were clear, and he calmly walked to the first stone step, turned around and waved his hand.

"Thank you, Lord Wang!"

In the uniform shouting, Hu Lai and the others stood up respectfully, and it was difficult to hide the excitement on their faces.

Today's Wu Wangfu is far from the dilapidated state of the old, weak, sick and disabled, and dozens of cats of all sizes.

Just the teenagers who have arrived in the mansion one after another, regardless of the first thirty-eight people, are enough to count one hundred and ten, and there are nearly a hundred veterans.

Cultivation from the refining of the body, the qi realm, until Wu Fu, the grandmaster powerhouse, although not as rich as the wealthy lord, but has begun to flourish!

All of this is thanks to Wu Ming!

If there is no Wu Ming to turn the tide, if there is no treasure, how can there be the current atmosphere of the palace and everyone?

Gratitude from the heart, everything is contained in that 'prince'!

"Worship the ancestors with me!"

Wu Ming calmly swept over everyone, and slowly turned around and walked towards the wide open mourning hall.

Zhongxiao has long regarded himself as Wu Ming's retainer, so they naturally want to bow to the first king according to the ceremony, not to mention, there is not only the spiritual seat of the first king in the mourning hall, but also Hu Lai's father Hu Qing.

In the future, their spiritual seats will also be placed here for future generations to worship.

Except for Yuan Fei who entered the sect, it was too far away, whether it was to send a letter or to come and go, it was extremely inconvenient and did not show up, and everyone worshiped with Wu Ming in turn.

Crunch!

With the completion of the worship, the door of the mourning hall slowly closed, Hu Cang and Chai Qing stood on both sides, Wu Fu sat in the pond, and there was a rarely visible dragon Miao spear next to him, and his expression was solemn to the extreme.

Although all the little ones were ordered to retreat, everyone's minds were on Wu Ming in the mourning hall.

Vaguely, as if telepathically, they all guessed what would happen next, but they all tacitly didn't say it.

After Sun Shanwu arranged the matter, he mobilized all the manpower and surrounded the palace with three layers inside and three layers outside, so that not even a fly could fly in.

Even the small ones are fully armed, cooperating with the palace guards to defend and stand ready for battle.

The sky is dripping with misty spring rain!

......

"The ancestors and ancestors are above, and the future generations will ...... today"

In the mourning hall, Wu Ming knelt alone to worship his ancestors, solemn and sincere, and prayed silently.

Although the soul in the body has long been replaced, since the same name and surname is fate, as the old saying goes, it was one family five hundred years ago!

No matter what happened in the past life, or all kinds of entanglements with the people of Wu Wangfu in this life, Wu Ming is Wu Ming, regardless of the past life and this life!

After praying, Wu Ming touched his heart with his hand and found out a delicate bag, which was exactly what Liu Yixue gave when she was angry.

Rubbing the brocade bag, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar embroidery on it, Wu Ming was full of emotion, it was from the hand of his mother Gu Yun.

Three years ago, he was deficient in cultivation, and now it is finally time to open the bag.

"Hoo ......"

Taking a deep breath, Wu Ming calmed down, put the bag at his side, and silently recited the mantra.

Airplanes!

Almost in the middle of his thoughts, his body shook, and a clear internal force fluctuated from his body.

Covered by dragon clothes, no one knows that Wu Ming, who has stepped into the peak of body refining, can break through the qi realm anytime and anywhere, just missing an opportunity for him to 'understand his heart'.

As the saying goes, when the sun and the moon shine in the sky, my heart is self-evident.

This kind of mysterious and mysterious induction is exactly what Wu Ming obtained after the nine orifices were opened, similar to the supernatural power of heaven and man induction!

It's vague, but with his almost innate intuition, it's enough to make the right judgment!

Today, the long-suppressed feeling of breakthrough can no longer be suppressed, and the pure internal force pours out from the physical body, merging into the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and wandering in the body.

Almost instantly, he broke through the two realms of condensing qi in Dan and qi pouring into the whole body, and went straight into the realm of internal qi and external release.

This is not the end, the rich internal force surges, as if the body cannot hold so much internal force, and it is released to the surface of the body independently.

Wu Ming didn't pay attention to it, but let the internal force leak out, and vaguely switched between the bell-shaped pattern and the mountain shadow, as if it was extremely unstable, like a chaotic lens, which made people dizzy!

And the next scene, if someone sees it, will inevitably drop their jaws.

I saw that Wu Ming was actually distracted in the breakthrough, completely ignoring the surging internal force, and went straight to the tip bag, input the internal force, and probe the things inside.

There are not many things in it, there are no imaginary letters, no rare treasures, and there are not even the iron scrolls of the Wu family's golden book that he has long speculated and even determined.

There were only a few wooden boxes of varying lengths with runes inscribed on them, which were obviously not for small things.

After a little contemplation, Wu Ming shook his hand and tore off the talisman on the largest wooden box in the middle of the period, without the slightest fluctuation of aura, and inside was a rusty two-foot bronze sword!

Bite!

With a flick of the index finger of his right hand, there was a dull sound unique to ordinary bronze vessels, which was not surprising, Wu Ming couldn't help frowning slightly, and carefully observed the copper sword.

On it, there is nothing surprising except for the three distinct thumb, middle finger and index finger prints on the two sides of the middle of the sword.

Moreover, it is clearly left by people with long fingers!

However, the rust was pressed by the finger force, and the traces were not old, but seemed to be caused in a short period of time.

"Interesting! It looks like a pre-Qin bronze vessel. ”

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, and pinched his right hand with strength.

Without any accidents, three fingerprints appeared, as if this bronze sword was an ordinary weapon, but it was a long time ago.

In his previous life, he had also seen a lot of ancient relics, although he was not very proficient, and he made a rough judgment, like the unearthed pre-Qin cultural relics.

But in Shenzhou, with the concentration of aura in this heaven and earth, ordinary bronze ware is not to mention immortal for two thousand years, and I am afraid that there will be a pile of rust residue left in ten or eight years!

It seems that it is not like a treasure, but more like a commemorative inheritance!

Airplanes!

Just when he couldn't see the reason and was about to put it aside, the bronze sword suddenly shook, and it actually sucked up the internal force that overflowed from his body.

"It's ......"

What was especially terrifying was that a huge and incomparable suction force emerged from the ancient sword, straight out of his hand, and flew in front of him.

Its internal force spilled out uncontrollably, as if there was an invisible giant mouth that wanted to devour everything.

Airplanes!

Almost at the same time, his heart bloomed with blue-gold light and shadow, and the dragon clothes vibrate, forcing the internal force surging in his body.

But what made Wu Ming's face quite ugly was that even Long Yi couldn't contain the devouring power that suddenly appeared on the bronze sword, and even with the heart aperture, and even the life fire in the other eight apertures swayed together, as if there were signs of detachment.

Fortunately, this feeling comes and goes faster.

Airplanes!

At the moment when the Heavenly Gate Vital Fire was sucked, the lotus lantern shook, instantly expelling all the suction force from the body, and even the ancient sword regained its calm.

"Whirring ......"

Wu Ming only felt a chill on his back, and he was already sweating his clothes, and he actually felt like he was on the edge of life and death.

If it weren't for the fact that the fingerprints on the bronze sword had disappeared, they would even think it was an illusion!

And in this short period of time, the internal force that overflowed from its body surface was swallowed up, and if it was allowed to be swallowed, you can imagine what terrible things would happen.

"This thing...... It's not for me to explore now!"

Although he didn't understand where this sword came from, and it could be treasured by his mother, it was obviously not a mortal thing, Wu Ming thought about it carefully, resealed it into a wooden box, and carefully put it into the dragon clothes.

It's just that the wooden box shook slightly when it entered the dragon clothes, and then it was calmly put away.

"Who left the fingerprint?"

Without a clue, Wu Ming cautiously checked the other wooden box.

With the experience of the bronze sword, this time, he was twelve points careful, even if he opened it, he didn't touch it for the first time.

Fortunately, the contents of the second wooden box were not unexpected.

Inside is a number of books neatly stacked, a cursory glance, you know that it is the book deed of the shops in the capital, as well as the book deed of the border town.

None of this has any effect on him.

The third wooden box contained three jade slips the size of a thumb's belly, a dozen ancient books, a few half-worn codexes, and two small wooden boxes.

"Hey!"

Wu Ming sighed lightly, not with the slightest contempt, but cherished and gently stroked each book, as if he was feeling something.

These books are the martial arts and experience of the hands of the Wu family's fathers and ancestors.

Gently open the wooden box, unsurprisingly revealing the size of a teacup, the whole body is blue-black, carved with animal patterns, and a boxy seal.

"Wu Wangxi!"

The moment he picked up the seal, Wu Ming only felt that it was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and an invisible force surged from the void of heaven and earth in all directions.

Among them, there seemed to be countless distracting thoughts, and it seemed to be washed by inexplicable power, so that he was not crushed.

"Is this the power of the Great Song Dynasty's luck?"

Silently feeling the power of the mighty shore, Wu Ming was full of emotion.

When the imperial court sealed it, it was supposed to re-issue this seal, but it was not found in the Wu Wangfu, so Wu Ming guessed that it was in the bag.

Even so, he adhered to his heart and did not take it out in advance.

Now officially entitled, this seal from his ancestors naturally inherited the luck of the Great Song Dynasty.

Those countless obscure thoughts are the power of the faith of all the people, and under the washing effect of luck, they have formed a protective supernatural power similar to 'all the people are one heart'!

Although he didn't find the golden book and iron scroll, and he couldn't recall King Wu's old department, Wu Ming was not much disappointed, after all, everything still needs to rely on himself in the end.

In the second small wooden box, inside is a jade pendant the size of half a palm, shaped like a dragon and phoenix, the whole body is blue and white, but there is a flash of red inside.

"Let it be!"

Rubbing the jade pendant, Wu Ming's heart moved slightly, this thing was very similar to the portable jade pendant that was destroyed to avoid the tracking of the ancient family.

Not surprisingly, the jade pendant that the two Dongfang families said at that time.

Without thinking too much, he put all the items into the dragon clothes, left the king seal alone, folded his hands in the dantian, and placed the king seal in the palm of his hand, silently transporting the innate skills.

Airplanes!

Almost at the same time. The internal force around his body is surging again, and the physical body at the peak of his strength feeds back, and the internal force is almost endlessly used.

Even if it was partially devoured by the bronze sword, it was still powerful, and it didn't even need to use any foreign objects.

The original invisible internal force, which didn't even need him to forcibly control, was under the influence of his own will, and re-transformed into bell-shaped patterns and layers of mountain phantoms!

It is a sign of the release and transformation of the gas in the gas!