Control The World

"What happened?" The outsider said in amazement.

After hearing the sound of fighting from the beginning, the crowd was already puzzled, and at this time they heard the scream of Wu Ling again, they were even more confused.

"That kid wouldn't be disrespectful to the Emperor." Han Shanhu snorted and said.

Everyone met around, even if it was given to them, they would not dare to disrespect the emperor.

They saw the suspiciousness in each other's eyes.

And Han Yanli suddenly said, "It must be that Ning Wufeng was disrespectful to the Emperor and shot on the Lord Wuling. Such a person, who won the inheritance of the Emperor, did not know how to be grateful, but shot on the Lord Wuling. "

"I don't think the inheritance of the Emperor should fall into the hands of such people!"

Everyone heard the sound for a moment, and then they showed a sorrow.

Du Zifei immediately said: "Although the boy doesn't like you, but you have to admit that you are right today. Ning Wufeng, the boy who dares to shoot at the Emperor's Lingbao, is disrespectful to the Emperor. So The inheritance of the emperor must not fall into his hands! "

"Yes, the two sons are right." Someone echoed immediately.

They finally found a reasonable excuse to take back the inheritance of the Emperor from Ning Wufeng!

Han Yanli raised a sneer in his mouth, secretly saying: The inheritance of the emperor is mine, and no one of you can take it!

Even if Ning Wufeng had inherited the emperor's emperor, unless he had been hiding in the emperor's palace all the time. As soon as he came out, relying on the two major false monks in the Cold Palace, Han Yanli believed that Ning Wufeng would not escape his palm.

Du Zifei was also fully prepared, waiting for Ning Wufeng to walk out of the palace.

Seeing Chu Chu on the side, she could not help showing worry, for Ning Wufeng, it may not be a good thing to get the dossier. Without enough power to support it, the Emperor's lineage is a hot potato.

"Brother without wind, nothing will happen." Chu Chu muttered to herself, she hoped that the door of the people's palace could be opened earlier, but also hoped that the door of the people's palace would never be opened, so that nothing would happen without wind. .

"Girl Chuchu, rest assured. The ambassador must have a way." Jin Tiandao comforted.

"Yes. I believe in Lord Yushi." Huo Liyang said with a moan. The Six Wings of Fire hovered around his arm, glanced at Han Yanli and others, and continued: "As long as they dare to shoot at Lord Yushi, the fiery sun will never die!"

The situation outside the People's Hall was so tense, but inside the People's Hall was calm.

Wuling was bombed and killed by a golden stun, which directly turned into a bubble.

Long Yan widened his eyes and said in surprise, "You ... did you kill Wuling?"

Ning Wufeng raised a brow and laughed: "You guys don't lie to me. The entire Wuling Mountains has not collapsed. How could Wuling die. He was seriously injured by me at most, and he slept for thousands of years. , You can recover. "

There was an awkward expression on Long Yan's face, and he said, "You know what?"

Ning Wufeng frowned slightly.

In the final analysis, Wuling and Long Mao are from the same era, and they were once the left and right arms of the Emperor. Although Ning Wufeng could not obey the request of the emperor and accept the inheritance of the emperor, he did not intend to offend the emperor.

No matter in the face of the Emperor, or in the face of the dragon, or Ning Wufeng's own strength, he could not completely kill the Wuling, after all, the Wuling is a party.

Long Yan picked up the inheritance file of the Emperor and said, "Lord ... Do you really want to inherit the inheritance of the Emperor? Wuling has a sentence that is true. This may indeed be a golden opportunity, which may allow you to cultivate. Save a lot of energy on the road. "

Ning Wufeng's face showed a touch of intolerance, and in the face of the legendary emperor's inheritance, it was absolutely deceiving to say that he would not care. But as a slave for life, he couldn't do it.

"Hum, some losses must be eaten, even if you do n’t eat them now, you will eat them later." Ning Wufeng snorted and turned his head away from looking at the scroll of the Emperor's lineage. He could only force himself to comfort him like this. Already.

"Disadvantage is a blessing."

"A good loss is a blessing." Long Yan haha ​​laughed, and he held up the file in his hand, and continued: "Then I can give it to the people outside. Many people want it."

"Give it, give it." Ning Wufeng waved his hand, out of sight, and not disturbed.

Suddenly, the gate of the Emperor's Palace opened, and a pale cyan dossier flew out.

Everyone outside the door waited, and suddenly saw this file flying out, some caught off guard, worried that Ning Wufeng had a conspiracy.

"What is this kid trying to do?" Du Zifei muttered quietly, his eyes fell on the dossier.

"We should still be careful," someone said.

At this time, Ning Wufeng's voice sounded, "This is the file you want to inherit from the emperor. Those who get the file must agree to complete the will of the emperor, and be a slave for life, assist the queen of the people, and complete the reunification of the mainland."

"The Emperor inherited the dossier?" Someone was puzzled, but did not expect that Ning Wufeng would actually get the dossier.

However, as soon as they heard Ning Wufeng's words, their faces were stunned.

"Lifelong slaves?" The people present were either outstanding talents of the first and second forces, or elders. How could they be fancy for such a mean thing as slaves?

"Isn't this kid lying to us?" Du Zifei said doubtfully.

"I've seen the dossier on the sculpture of Emperor Confucian, this is the volume." Han Shanhu moaned, his eyes exuberantly.

"I don't care, even if it is a slave, it is also the emperor's family." Suddenly someone shouted, jumped forward, and caught the file on the ground.

"Yeah, this slave is a slave of the Emperor." Everyone's eyes brightened.

Imagine that when Emperor Xia Qi ruled, most of the ancestors of the nine kingdoms were from human royal ministers, in other words, human emperors' slaves. After the Emperor Xia Qi was weak, the monarchs rose, and this led to the rise of the Nine Kingdoms.

What about being a king of the emperor?

For a while, people outside started to do it. The man who first reached for the dossier was cut off his arm by the sudden knife light, blood and water splashed on the dossier, and immediately dissipated.

Long Yan was right, even if it was slavery, this group of people would be crazy for the emperor's dossier.

Han Yanli showed a sneer on his face, and secretly said: Ning Wufeng, this stinky boy, still cares about his worthless face at this time, and misses such a good opportunity.

In his heart, however, he blossomed, and immediately led a group of experts in the Palace to join the battle for the heirloom file.

Ning Wufeng listened to the sound of fighting outside. Long Yan looked at the tangled color on Ning Wufeng's face and couldn't help laughing, "You regret it?"

"Remorse?" Ning Wufeng shook his head gently, and said, "It took such a great effort to get something out of my hands and give it away. It's a pity. But I don't regret it, because I want to be the emperor. The same people. "

He had a dazzling light in his eyes, staring directly at the Confucian Emperor sculpture in front of him.

Long Yan laughed absurdly. He had seen the young man Xia Qi, and when he saw the current Ning Wufeng, he could not help nodding gently and said, "Boy, then you work hard. You will succeed in the future. The road is even more difficult. "

Between the words, a dragon ball lingered before Ning Wufeng.

"My Dragon Balls are too much to consume, and soon I will fall asleep. But do n’t forget your promise to me." Long Yan's voice became lighter.

Ning Wufeng held the Dragon Ball gently and put it in his arms. He laughed, "You old dragon, take a good rest. I won't forget to promise you something."

To be honest, since the encounter with the dragon owl, the old dragon's trust and help really made Ning Wufeng quite moved.

"By the way, I almost forgot about this file." Ning Wufeng suddenly thought that the seventh volume of the Shan Hai Zhen Jing seemed more important to him than the people's inheritance file.

He carefully spread out the Shanhaijing file. Suddenly, a Jinmang went straight to him to know the sea.

With the previous experience, Ning Wufeng had already prepared himself.

But Rao is so. The huge message wrapped in the seventh volume of the Shanhai Zhenjing still makes him dizzy and feels that his head is about to explode.

Humbling, I don't know how long it has passed.

Jiu Nu's voice suddenly sounded, "Congratulations to the master, for obtaining the seventh volume of the Shanhai Classic."

Ning Wufeng's Yuanshen suddenly appeared in the sky above Shan Hai Zhen Jing, and saw that there was another misty light group around Jiu Nu.

"What is the seventh volume?"

"The seventh volume is the Star Pavilion World," Jiu Nulang said.

"Xingchen Pavilion World?" Ning Wufeng looked slightly.

"The so-called Xingchen Pavilion world is the world of willpower. Here the master can visualize everything in the world, temper the power of the Yuan god, and temper the willpower of attack. Among them, the master can only understand after understanding." Jiu Nu simply introduced.

"Hone the power of Yuanshen and temper the will of attack?" Ning Wufeng moved his expression. He always felt that he had a huge sense of vacancy, but it was difficult to exert the great power of consciousness. I didn't expect that the seventh volume of the Shan Hai Zhen Jing could be used this way.

Immediately, Yuan Shen stepped into the world of Xingchen Pavilion.

Over the head is a vast expanse of starry sky, and the sea of ​​stars is spinning quietly. In this world, neither time nor space exists. Ning Wufeng can only feel the starlight and himself.

"Imagine everything in the world." Ning Wufeng murmured in his heart. In an instant, countless scenes flashed in his mind, heaven, earth, storm, rain, and even a powerful master of the three realms like Zihu Yaomu. It all came to his mind.

Even if it was an inadvertent glance before, at this time, it slowly appeared in Ning Wufeng's mind like a movie slow motion, and every detail was extremely clear.

There are so many things in the world.

At this moment, Ning Wufeng's mind suddenly sounded a golden light and shadow, slowly emerged in the sea of ​​stars.

"Yes, that's it."