Faced with the ridicule of those around her, Fengling shook her head seriously and said with a smile:
"They're not dogs, every single one of them..."
"They are all my soldiers!"
Those present were taken aback at first, then revealed strange expressions and mercilessly mocked him:
"Huh? Wind Chime, are you out of your mind?"
"You think you're Qin Shi Huang? Hahaha..."
Unfazed by their mockery, Fengling smiled and asked Yan Dingyun:
"I can, but can you?"
Yan Dingyun watched the wind chime warily, constantly trying to guess what it was thinking:
Is he serious?
Or was it just made up?
Or is there some kind of bizarre method? Skill?
Or are these terracotta warriors something special?
Thinking to himself, he turned his head in confusion to look at the broken terracotta warriors.
He had been wondering before whether there was any difference between the terracotta warriors here and the terracotta warriors outside.
The fact that these terracotta figures appeared in this tomb ruins is clearly not because Meng Tian had any penchant for collecting such things, nor because his achievements were so great that he needed them as funerary objects as Qin Shi Huang.
He had already suspected something was amiss, and Fengling's words only fueled his suspicions.
He said in a deep voice:
“Wind Chime, I have no interest in arguing with you. These terracotta warriors belong to China, and no one can deny that.”
"No one can deny it?"
Feng Ling looked at Yan Dingyun with a cold smile:
"What if these terracotta warriors themselves deny it?"
Hearing the wind chimes's confident tone, Yan Dingyun seemed to have guessed something, and said with a serious expression:
What exactly do you know?
"What did you gain before we arrived?"
Faced with his question, Fengling simply smiled mysteriously, took a step forward, and looked at the broken terracotta warriors:
"Since you're so eager to know, then you'd better watch carefully!"
After saying that, he stomped his foot, and the earth shook violently. All his spiritual power gathered in that foot, which spread out through the earth, stirring up a circle of dust. The spiritual power swept over the terracotta warriors present.
Wind Chime took a deep breath and shouted in a deep voice:
"All soldiers, listen to my command!"
The loud voice startled everyone present.
The next second, to everyone's astonishment, the broken terracotta warrior fragments slowly floated up and spontaneously reassembled!
They were originally ancient magical artifacts, connected together by the spiritual power of the wind chimes.
Everyone stood up!
The scene was like a thousand-year-old mummy that had just been unearthed suddenly doing a sit-up, or like a cockroach that you thought was dead suddenly spreading its wings and crawling on your face—it was enough to make your heart stop!
It's come back to life! No, it's like a ghost!
Blanch!
Some people were so frightened that they jumped up, while others sat down on the ground with a thud.
Everyone, including Yan Dingyun, stared in disbelief at the terracotta warriors that had been reassembled and stood up.
Although they are terracotta figurines, they give the impression of soldiers sealed in clay, as if they still possess life and exude an awe-inspiring and terrifying aura!
Although the wind chime has not yet obtained the power of an emperor, it is still a spiritual artifact. Once imbued with spiritual power, it will automatically activate.
To put it simply, if spiritual power is a switch, then imperial power is a remote control.
The remote control isn't in Fengling's hands right now, so Fengling can't make them move for the time being, but that's enough to scare these guys in front of them!
What is this?!
Yan Dingyun stared in disbelief at the scene before her.
This is...
"Ancient magical artifact!"
Yan Dingyun finally realized what was happening and stared at the wind chime with her mouth wide open.
Everyone present showed expressions of horror.
"Ancient magical artifact!"
"What effects does this magical artifact have!?"
"My God, such a magical artifact already existed two thousand years ago!"
"Unbelievable!"
The wind chimes chuckled:
"This is a super ancient magical artifact that was able to stop Bai Qi's attack back then!"
"This...this terracotta warriors!?"
It's really hard to believe this if you don't see it with your own eyes.
How could these terracotta warriors possibly stop Bai Qi?
They had all heard about Bai Qi from others.
It is said that even the Feng family had a tough fight before they were able to defeat them.
These ancient weapons were actually able to stop Bai Qi?
Wouldn't having them mean... gaining another means to counter the Feng family?
Seeing this, Yan Dingyun said somewhat unwillingly:
"You were lying to me all along! What else did you get in this tomb ruins?!"
Faced with his questioning, Fengling simply smiled and said:
"There are some things you'll learn about later."
Everyone:...
Yan Dingyun took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
"Inheritance?"
The wind chime shook its head.
"Other ancient magical artifacts?"
The wind chimes shook their heads again.
"General Meng's combined spiritual magic?"
The wind chimes shook their heads again.
"What is it?!"
"From now on, you..."
Yan Dingyun interrupted him directly, angrily saying:
"I should have made sure you had no future..."
I should have known better than to save that bitch!
"Haha~ Thank you for the compliment."
What everyone was thinking:
That's not a compliment at all!
After laughing, Fengling smiled and said:
"So now, these terracotta warriors are mine, right?"
How could Yan Dingyun possibly give it to him?
"I was too hasty; I never imagined these terracotta warriors would be ancient magical artifacts..."
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