The news of the best foundation pool was like thunder, and the shock spread.

"The best foundation pool?

More than 30 Penglai Immortal Sect disciples were suspicious, like a swarm of bees gathered over.

Even Sword Mountain disciple Wang Shenfeng and Sword Mountain disciple Guo Po Jian also gave up the fight together.

"Disciple of the third layer of Qi refining, say, how did you find out?" a blue-shirted disciple stepped forward with a very bad tone.

A man with a third-layer qi refining layer and still wearing a mask, which made him suspicious of Chu Wangxian's identity.

"This senior brother, hearing is false, seeing is believing, my eyesight is shallow, let's take a look first, whether this superb foundation pool is true or false. Chu Wangxian was looked at, and said slyly to get out of the way.

He was perfect for avoiding questioning.

"The best foundation pool, I have never heard of it, if you talk nonsense, be careful ......" The man who scolded Chu Wangxian frowned and looked at it, his expression changed suddenly.

"This is a psychic inscription, an ancient spiritual character, which can be understood even if you don't know it. ”

Several disciples who had studied antiquities hurriedly stepped forward and looked at them carefully, and then they also swore an oath.

"The style is exactly the same as the foundation pond below, and it's true. ”

"Five thousand spirit stones, who has so many spirit stones in this trial. ”

More than thirty people all squeezed over, directly squeezing Chu Wangxian, the discoverer, aside, and no one cared about him anymore.

Chu Wangxian listened to them gradually quarreling, and he was also happy, so he quietly withdrew from the crowd.

He whispered in Li Qingyi's ear for a while, telling her to let him leave as soon as possible.

"Why?"

"With me, there will be great danger, you find a way to leave the Penglai Island ruins as soon as possible. ”

"Could it be that this superb foundation pool is fake?"

"It's hard to say, if you stay here, you will definitely be implicated. ”

Seeing Li Qingyi turn around suspiciously and leave quickly, Chu Wangxian turned around, his eyes flashing cold.

Human nature is greedy, and for this group of Penglai Immortal Sect's Qi Refining Perfection disciples, this superb foundation building pool is fiercely poisonous.

The dry firewood has been stacked, the flames have been lit, and the rest does not need to be worried about Chu Wangxian, and the raging fire naturally rises.

Chu Wangxian simply sat under the stones, closed his eyes and breathed.

In order to compete for this superb foundation pool, a sword clash broke out.

The sword is a spear sword and has the power to shoot. In one second, hundreds of spirit swords as thin as cicada's wings can be shot.

The knife is a cannon knife and has the power of bombardment. A single blow is like a grenade that can blow up a mountain.

Now the magic weapon of Penglai Immortal Gate has exceeded Chu Wangxian's imagination, and the battle has changed its form.

After watching the dragon and tiger fight for a while, Wang Shenfeng, a disciple of Jianshan, finally defeated Guo Po Blade, and the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable.

"It's been half an hour, it's too slow. Chu Wangxian opened his eyes slightly.

Swords have always been at odds, and this time it was the sword that prevailed.

In front of everyone, one person is like a legendary master, outstanding, standing in the broken sword blades everywhere, like a sword god.

Wang Shenfeng is an old man around fifty years old, and his image is quite similar to a sword god, with sharp eyes.

"Drink!"

With a flip of his right hand, he took out a small sword-style magic weapon and threw it into the sky.

The screaming sound echoed in the sky with the explosion, and the word "order" appeared in the clouds, like a small sun, which did not disperse for a long time.

This is the order of Penglai Xianmen, which can be seen as far as a hundred miles.

More than two hundred people gradually gathered, and Wang Shenfeng finally raised five thousand spirit stones after owing a lot of human debts.

"I didn't expect that I, Wang Shenfeng, also had this opportunity!"

Wang Shenfeng was very excited, sacrificed the spirit stones like a mountain, and finally opened the best foundation pool.

A purple door emerged, like a fantasy, and there was a great chance in it.

"It's really enviable, it turned out to be the best foundation pool, thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, this is really to cast thousands of high-rise buildings. ”

"The best method of building a foundation has long been lost, and this place can be reproduced, this Wang Shenfeng is really an ancestor of virtue. ”

Chu Wangxian listened to others discuss the genealogy for a while, and the identity of this Wang Shenfeng was not simple. It turned out to be the first overseas, the Wang family.

In 1855, the 104th generation of the Taiyuan Wang family led 200 members of the Taiyuan Wang family in the capital and Yangcheng into Macao.

Around 1870, with the gradual development of North America, about 120 members of the Taiyuan royal family, including the 105th generation, entered Boston, North America.

And around 1880 he established a connection with the Kennedy family in Boston and began to marry. From 1885 to 1892, the Taiyuan Wang family successively married the Rothschild family in England, the Vanderbilt family in the United States and the Orange family in the Netherlands.

Not only this Wang Shenfeng, but everyone here has a living dictionary.

"Bell!"

With a sharp sound, Wang Shenfeng flipped his right hand and took out a jade axe. If you look closely, this jade axe is just a container, and inside is a mouthful of blood.

Everyone watched as Wang Shenfeng swallowed blood.

"With the blood of our ancestors, we can see the best foundation building, and it is not in vain to promote the awakening of the bloodline totem. ”

"After building the foundation, I can awaken the bloodline totem, I don't know what Wang Shenfeng is. ”

"Don't you see? The totem of the Wang family is an axe, and it can evolve. The crowd began to whisper again.

Chu Wangxian listened for a while and heard the power of the bloodline totem.

After the foundation is built, everyone's bloodline totem will be awakened.

And the bloodline totem has long been engraved into everyone's name.

Chu Wangxian had seen the power of totems in the North Wind Realm.

In oracle bone inscriptions, each surname contains a different text symbol.

The surname Zhao is composed of running giants and Xuanniao swallows, and the totem should have great power and the power of flight.

The surname Liu is composed of a person holding a carving knife and carving the weather, and the totem should have the power to manipulate the weather.

The surname Ye is a tree, and the totem should have the power of life.

The surname Xia is a sheep-headed man with an axe, and the totem should have the power of a sheep-headed man.

The surname Tian is a field, and the totem should have the power to plant.

......

Hundreds of family names, hundreds of bloodlines, and hundreds of totemic abilities.

And the surname Wang.

In the oracle bone inscription, "king" and "shi" are of the same origin.

Those who fight on the front line with small battle axes are called "soldiers"; senior guards who use large battle axes next to generals are called "soldiers"; and generals who use special battle axes are called "kings".

Bamboo weapons are called "no", wooden weapons with blades are called "emperors", those who rule the world are called "jun", and kings who wear golden crowns are called "emperors".

The totem surnamed Wang has evolved to the extreme, and it is the king who wears a golden glittering crown on his head, and he is the emperor.

"I see!"

The power of the blood totem surnamed Wang is an axe, and it is a special battle axe, and can evolve to the emperor and become the emperor who commands the army.

After attaching the power of the battle axe, Wang Shenfeng's sword is afraid that the power will be doubled.

"Only by building a foundation can I awaken the bloodline totem, and I don't know what my bloodline totem is. ”

Chu Wangxian said in his heart.

This is another new kind of power, rooted in the blood and inherited by the surname.

Just as he was thinking about it, Chu Wangxian heard a voice.

"This little disciple, can you tell me your name, when my Wang Shenfeng builds the foundation, he will definitely repay you a hundred times. ”

Wang Shenfeng looked at Chu Wangxian.

"The name of humility is not enough to worry about, I wish Senior Brother Wang success first. Chu Wangxian chuckled and replied politely.

"This is nature, my king Shenfeng can fight in heaven and earth, how can he be stumped by just building a foundation, haha!"

A two-foot-sized jade sword magic weapon drew an arc and fell into Chu Wangxian's hand.

"Jade Bone Sword, count it as your reward!"

Wang Shenfeng laughed confidently and stepped in.

"It's in!"

In a burst of wild shouts, Wang Shenfeng rushed into the best foundation pool with the power of the first victory.

"It's out!"

But in less than a minute, Wang Shenfeng's face was gloomy and his clothes were ragged, and he actually popped out.