"Sure enough, it is a descendant of my Fu family, the supreme godhead is hidden in the dantian, and the Ziwei Emperor's veins are bright and shining. ”

"Fu Ping'an, right, don't panic, we are just the remnants of the Fu family, and you are the only bloodline of the Fu family, and the responsibility of revitalizing the family is on your shoulders. The tone of the mysterious voice seemed very pathetic at this time.

"Fu Ping'an to meet the ancestors. When Fu Ping'an heard this, his emotions were extremely complicated.

I have been alone for 19 years, and now I am naturally happy to finally recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors, but when I heard that the Fu family was the only one left alive, my heart was full of sorrow and resentment, and I secretly swore that if I don't take revenge, I am willing to fall into the Asura Dao forever and be a walking corpse.

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed like a comet and landed in front of Xu Feng, and when he raised his eyes, countless ancient books fell in front of Fu Ping'an's eyes.

An ethereal and pleasant voice came: "Child, these are the cultivation techniques and fame combat skills of the divine soul buried here by my Fu family before his death, you can choose one book at will, you can only choose one volume, the messy cultivation exercises will do no good, but will drag you down." At the same time, a vague figure wearing a floor-length skirt and a graceful figure appeared, which was also the only Fu family ancestor who could be seen by Fu Ping'an.

"I am the Empress Taisheng, and your father Fu Tianchuan is my own nephew, speaking of which, you still have to call me grandma. Empress Taisheng flew into her arms and groped his face, her movements full of love.

"Grandma, Ping An doesn't know how to cultivate, you can help me choose a book, I will listen to you. Fu Ping'an smiled.

Empress Taisheng chuckled, raised her hand slightly, and a simple and atmospheric white-gold treasure book flew into her hand and said: "This is the exercise method that your father practiced during his lifetime, called "Ancient Dragon Descending Technique", your father worked hard to find the nine ancestral dragon battle souls who died in the ancient holy war, and then fused it with the Fu family heirloom exercises, which are extremely powerful, and it is difficult to find other exercises to compare with them. ”

When he heard that it was his father's legacy, Fu Ping'an was overjoyed, "Grandma Empress Xie, don't say that this exercise is the so-called top exercise, even if this exercise is extremely bad, I have to choose it." ”

"Like your father, you must not mistakenly believe in villains like your father and fall into a place of no return. Empress Taisheng admonished.

As soon as the empress's grandmother finished speaking, suddenly a loud sound sounded in the sky, and a meteor in the sky fell at a high speed.

There was a "boom" of dust, sand and gravel flew all over the sky, and a deep pit was smashed on the ground.

Xu Feng fixed his eyes and looked at it, it turned out that what fell from the sky was a sword, the sword was 3 feet 1 inch long, the sword body was crystal clear, with a faint cold light, the hilt of the sword was a golden dragon carving, it looked extremely majestic, the blade was extremely sharp, and the real blade was like autumn frost.

"Canglan Excalibur? It's been a long time. Empress Taisheng muttered to herself.

Even Grandpa Ke's expression was slightly moved.

"Grandma, this sword ......"

"This is your father's sword before his death, the sword soul of the Canglan Sword, this sword soul has not been known since it was sent to the Fu family's god and demon stele forest, and now it appears here, it must be because it senses your existence, the sword recognizes the master, pull it up. Empress Taisheng pushed Fu Ping'an and said with a smile.

Fu Ping'an strode forward, stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, his hand was as warm as jade, extremely comfortable, and he easily pulled up this Canglan sword with a slight force.

However, what is surprising is that when the divine sword is started, the original golden light disappears, and the cold and majestic divine sword has turned into a black hilt like charcoal, which is shocking.

"What kind of divine sword is this, this is clearly a burning stick!" Fu Ping'an said dejectedly.

Canglan Jian seemed to be very dissatisfied with Fu Ping'an's statement, soared into the air, and slammed on Fu Ping'an's head, and Fu Ping'an screamed in pain.

Looking at Fu Ping'an's innocent, puzzled and somewhat aggrieved eyes, Empress Taisheng giggled and said: "The divine sword has already recognized the master, it is useless for you to dislike it, it will not become like this because you are too weak, if you are strong, your true qi is enough, turn into a hundred zhang giant sword, and kill gods and demons." ”

The fire-burning stick-like Canglan Sword snorted slightly, as if he agreed with Empress Taisheng's statement.

"Okay, child, go down the mountain, we have a lot of soul power consumption this time, and when you reach the realm of true martial arts, come to this Fujia stele forest again, there are a lot of treasures here, and now your strength is low, you can't take them away." "The old ancestor of the Fu family, who was silent for a while.

"Yes! Ancestor, Ping An remembers, Ping An swears, if the time is set, repair the sword, ascend to the Supreme, and kill the heavens and the heavens! Fu Ping'an knelt down on one knee and said with a firm expression.

"Okay, the men of the Fu family are all heroes!hahaha......" In the laughter of the ancestor of the Fu family, the surrounding scene changed, and in the blink of an eye, the dense forest and the stele forest disappeared, and Fu Ping'an and Grandpa Ke were once again in the bare hills on the 100,000 mountains.

Unlike before, a huge bluestone slab appeared out of thin air on this hill, which read:

The gods sang in the mountains,

Screams in the tomb of the demons.

The man of the Fu family competes with the sky.

Repair the sword and kill for nine days.

The sky is hard to destroy, and the earth is hard to bury.

Fu Ping'an's heart was hot, his eyes were red again, and he knelt down on one knee, "Fu Ping'an, if you don't have any descendants, you will definitely live up to the high expectations of your ancestors." ”

"Eat it, and try it with pranayama. Grandpa Ke threw Xu Feng a round purple bead, which exuded a faint brilliance.

"What is this? It's so hard, how can you eat it? I'm not an iron mouth and steel teeth. Fu Ping'an said with disgust on his face.

Grandpa Ke said unhappily: "What are you anxious about, listen to me tell you, this is just a second-order Qimao beast's inner dan, you have the supreme godhead in your body, what are the natural treasures, the spirit grass inner pill, as long as it contains the spiritual energy, you can suck it with confidence, don't worry about too many impurities polluting the true qi, the godhead will automatically take its essence to remove its dross, and absorb the pure spiritual energy into the godhead, every time the godhead fills a grid, your strength realm will go to a higher level." ”

Fu Ping'an sat cross-legged according to Grandpa Ke's words, and ran the "Ancient Dragon Descending Technique" for the first time.

Fu Ping'an clearly felt that there was a mysterious and mysterious qi, born from the dantian, which made Xu Feng very happy, you must know that it is such a trace of true qi used to open up the spiritual veins and wash the essence of the essence, which has plagued Fu Ping'an for many years.

I saw that this true qi turned into a golden dragon, and slowly squeezed into the Ziwei Emperor's veins in Fu Ping'an, but suddenly found that this golden dragon was simply unable to move an inch, and the spiritual veins were muddy, no matter how the golden dragon swam, it just couldn't move forward.