The female cultivator's eyes were full of brilliance, showing her inner unrest.

"As far as I know, the Feng surname is the oldest surname in the human race!"

"There are hundreds of millions of people with the surname Feng in the nine continents of the human race, but they are just surnamed Feng, so they are nothing."

Feng Bingwen heard the hidden meaning in the female cultivator's words. Although his surname was Feng, the bloodline he inherited might be mixed with the bloodline of the Zhao family in the process of passing on.

"Besides, I was born in Donghua Continent, which is more than 108,000 miles away from Beiming Continent. You should not be suspicious because my parents are both mortals."

"Mortal? How is this possible?"

Originally there were some monks who were ready to believe what Feng Bingwen said, but after hearing this, everyone's faces showed a look like "Don't lie to me."

Although one thing is cruel, one thing is recognized by most monks, that is, the achievements a monk can achieve often depend on the innate foundation given to him by his parents.

Only a very small number of monks with ordinary qualifications but evil understanding can defy this, rebel against their innate nature, and sweep away those monks who are born to be noble. And each of these monks can leave a great name in the history of the human race.

For a monk like Feng Bingwen, who can be a Taoist disciple, it is too ridiculous that his parents are just mortals. No one will believe it. This goes against common sense.

This does not mean that there cannot be outstanding talents among monks, but the physical constitution of mortals determines that they will not be able to breed monks with such superior innate conditions.

"Tai Shang Dao, where is Feng Bingwen Feng Daozi?"

When many geniuses were surprised and showed disbelief, a questioning voice with a special rhythm came from outside Fengqi Tower into the pavilion.

"coming!"

A subtle look appeared on Yi Canglan's face. He turned his head and glanced at Feng Bingwen. Then he waved his hand and opened all the doors and windows. He saw a magnificent team of soldiers floating outside the window sill, with the black bird flag flying.

The faces of the geniuses sitting here showed inexplicable expressions.

"But Feng Daozi in person?"

A eunuch with a fair face that made people fall in love with him at first sight, as if he was bathed in spring breeze, walked into the pavilion, and as he stepped forward, many talented people couldn't help but frown.

It's not disgust, but just the keen perception of these geniuses. Even if the eunuch tried his best to restrain himself, these geniuses can still feel the oppressive power contained in his body.

"Exactly!"

Feng Bingwen stood up, his expression still unchanged. This demeanor made many people secretly praise him, he was indeed a great man.

"Your Majesty has an order, please Daozi to follow me into the palace!"

"Can!"

Feng Bingwen was right. He also wanted to meet the current Emperor of Qin. Although he was not the unparalleled overlord who swept Beiming Continent five thousand years ago, every emperor of Da Qin was an undoubted hero!

"please!"

Even Feng Bingwen could not guess the level of the eunuch. He bowed his body and Feng Bingwen followed his guidance and stepped onto the chariot. The palace chariot rumbled and roared past in the sky. Under the gaze of many talented people, he

Go, and finally disappear behind the dark and majestic palace wall, like a natural chasm.

Contrary to Feng Bingwen's imagination, he encountered almost no obstruction after entering the palace city, and no one came to search his body. He easily met the emperor who was in charge of the most powerful country in the human race.
Chapter completed!