Chapter 22 The Crushing Between Realms
"Get out of the way."

Out of instinct, Feng Qingqing wanted to push Feng Wan away from the fire.

"Sister, I want to fight with you."

She is no longer a mortal who needs to hide behind others. From the moment she can draw qi into her body, she is a cultivator.

As an immortal cultivator, not only should one absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth for their own cultivation, but also should grow up from actual combat.

Cultivation itself is to fight with heaven, with people, and with oneself.

No one knows when it will fall, just try to rush.

Feng Wan still had a certainty that even if Feng Ling hated them, she would not really kill them.

If they really broke into her hands, the Feng family would never forgive her lightly.

It's just to make them suffer, and the last thing she is afraid of is suffering.

Time is running out, and it is impossible for Feng Qingqing to push Feng Wan to a safe area.

You can only mobilize the spiritual power of the whole body, the ten fingers quickly change the finger tactics, and countless fire swords are slashed at the fire net.

Feng Wan also poured all his spiritual power into the magic sword, desperately trying to cut off the fire net above his head.

"Oh, it's beyond your own power."

Fengling added another layer of fire net on top.

With one fire net, Feng Qingqing and Feng Wan were still struggling to cope. The two fire nets were pressed down, and the fire sword was crushed by the package.

Feng Wan's magic sword was also broken into several sections.

Feng Ling sneered and dared to come and fight her for her position in the Feng family, courting death.

"stop."

With a loud shudder, a curtain of water poured down, and the arrogant fire net was instantly poured into a white mist.

The head of the Feng family had a serious expression and looked at Feng Ling and the others.

Feng Ling hurriedly restrained her momentum and bowed to the patriarch.

"The younger generation has seen the patriarch."

When dealing with the patriarch, Feng Ling did not dare to be as arrogant as the elder deacon.

"Ah."

The patriarch hummed indifferently, then looked at Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing.

As expected of two geniuses with domineering spiritual roots, even if they were one level away, they didn't let themselves lose so embarrassingly.

They are still young, and with time, they will be boundless.

This Feng Lingkong has a talent for alchemy, and her mind is too narrow, and she is destined to not go far.

"What are you doing?"

"Patriarch Hui, Feng Qingqing and Feng Wan raised the third-tier spirit gathering grass." The tall medicine boy hurriedly explained.

"Patriarch, my senior sister is right, and I can testify that they deliberately pulled out the Spirit Gathering Grass.

The master also taught them painstakingly, and if they were not convinced, they confronted the master. "

The fat drug boy who remained shrieked in agreement.

Feng Wan felt contempt in his heart. In this cultivation world, it was really ridiculous to even learn the tricks of the mortal world to frame him.

The patriarch has lived for hundreds of years, and he is still in the middle of Jindan's cultivation. The frame-up of these two medicine boys is simply not enough in his eyes.

But now he wants to see how Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing can help him.

"Han girl, Qing girl, is that so?"

When the two medicine boys heard the patriarch's address to Feng Wan, their hearts became sour.

They were more than ten years earlier than them, and they were taken by the alchemist.

You must know that in the Nine Desolation Continent, it is a great honor to have the talent for alchemy.

Even with such outstanding aptitudes, they didn't even get the title of a girl from the patriarch, so why did Feng Wan and the others do?

Is it because they look good?

The more I thought about it, the more unbalanced my heart became. I just wanted to drive Feng Wan out of Feng's house today.

Even if they can't drive out the Feng family, they can't be allowed to continue to stay in the Dan Xiuyuan.

Otherwise, with their ability to raise grass, they will surpass them sooner or later, and they will not be able to stand out.

Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing were named and took a small step forward in unison, clasping their fists in salute.

Feng Wan even straightened her small body and said neither humble nor arrogant.

"Patriarch Hui, this third-order Spirit Gathering Grass was damaged by two senior sisters. My sister and I didn't touch it during the whole process."

"Feng Wan, you can lie in front of the patriarch without blushing or beating. I'm really disappointed as a teacher."

Feng Ling closed her eyes slightly and shook her head, as if she had put in all her efforts, but Feng Wan had failed her cultivation.

In fact, she hadn't even taught the simplest method of how to maintain the spirit planting grass.

Without giving Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing a chance to explain, Feng Ling continued to make a final decision.

"Patriarch, I've been in retreat these days, but I've been secretly observing and testing them both.

Now it seems that they have the ability to raise grass, but unfortunately their conduct is not good.

In order to gain the status of my direct disciple, I did not hesitate to harm the interests of my family to frame others.

Such a person, even a genius, I will not accept. "

Feng Ling flicked her sleeves and looked upright and unyielding.

The patriarch Feng Yun listened to a voice transmission of divine sense, and the coercion belonging to the middle stage of Jin Dan moved towards Feng Ling.

Just now, Feng Ling pressed Feng Qingqing and Feng Wan, who were at the foundation-building stage, to the Qi-training stage.

Now under the pressure of Jindan period, her qi and blood began to surge, it was difficult to breathe, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

It is also a realm worse. The Jindan stage crushes the foundation building stage far more than the foundation building stage crushes the Qi training stage.

"Alchemist Feng Ling, is this really the case? Answer after thinking about it."

The patriarch's voice did not distinguish between joy and anger, but it was truly not anger and self-righteousness.

Feng Wan's blood was also boiling, but she was not afraid, but excited.

She has to be as strong as the patriarch.

Fengling wanted to say yes, but under the coercion of the Jindan powerhouse, she became timid.

"Patriarch, I was in retreat for alchemy at the time, and then I heard a quarrel outside, so I ended the alchemy early and left the alchemy room.

But although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I knew the character of these two apprentices.

They have been by my side for so many years, and they have never made a mistake, and they will definitely not lie and frame Feng Qingqing and Feng Wan. "

Hearing the master speak for them, the two medicine boys fell to their knees with a plop and pleaded repeatedly.

"Patriarch, you must believe us, these herbs in the Danxiuyuan are just like our relatives.

We'd rather have our own mistakes and never let them hurt too much. "

"Two senior sisters, what you mean is that you have never raised a single plant of the spiritual grass in the field of medicine, is that so?"

Feng Wan mercilessly exposed the lies of the two.

Just by their weight, those spiritual plants that require particularly high requirements for water, light and soil, they simply cannot support them.

This is why the Feng family is willing to throw money up, otherwise Jin Gui's spirit will die even more.

"This? We... Of course we haven't been raised to death."

The two hesitated for a while, but still gave a positive answer.

But in front of Jindan cultivator, hesitating for a moment is enough to be seen through.

The patriarch knew that the two of them were lying, but he did not rush to expose and punish them, but looked at Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing again.

"Qing girl, pull girl, did you pull out the third-order Spirit Gathering Grass?"

"Patriarch, my sister and I are honest, brave and responsible children, but we didn't break the Juling Grass, we won't take the blame."

Feng Wan was the shortest among this group of people, the small one, surrounded by people, looked very weak, but at this moment, it gave people a feeling that could not be ignored.

"Oh? Then do you have evidence to prove your innocence?"

Feng Wan's big black and white eyes were piercing, making people unconsciously want to believe her words.

The patriarch's heart softened unconsciously, and at the same time he began to worry.

The world of comprehension has always been cruel, and it is estimated that it will suffer a big loss by holding a girl like this.

Before the patriarch could continue to think about it, Feng Wan had already spoken out his plan.

"Patriarch, my sister and I have never touched this third-order Spirit Gathering Grass today.

Now that you let someone check if there is the breath of the spirit gathering grass on me and the two of you, the truth will be revealed. "

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