Chapter 890

Luo Feng took a deep breath. As the spring water and mist dripped into his nose, he immediately felt a slightly burning breath, which flowed between his heart. The whole person was fresh and refreshed, and the fatigue after the battle was dissipated.

Brow a pick, Luo Feng to the next garden to see, one of the eyes bright.

"This is the fire flower!"

The flower is not a common plant, but a kind of second-class spiritual plant. It absorbs the fire from the ground and grows. When the flower enters the water, it will melt. The soup can make the muscles and bones for the warrior, recover the vitality, and have some curative effects on the injury.

Although it is not uncommon to see second-class plants, it is not easy to collect such a large flower.

"It's really worthy of Dayang mansion. There are still such good places."

Luo Feng smiled, undressed and entered the spring.

In an instant, the hot breath filled his whole body, a comfortable feeling exploded in his body, and he could not help moaning.

He did not know that the two courtyards were originally the residence of Yang Waner. On one side is her usual living place, and this flying tiger house is her daily practice place.

After every practice, Yang Waner will go to the hot spring to relieve her fatigue. This tiger leaping house never allows any man to enter. Even if it is Yang Dingtian, after she is ten years old, she has never stepped into it. Luo Feng is the first man to enter here in nearly ten years.

Lying in the spring, Luo Feng completely relaxed, his eyes slightly closed, and his mind recalled the details of today's war.

Yang Dingtian, Huang Yuanlao, the picture of two masters of Dayang city and two demons fighting each other, played back in his mind again and again.

The more you think about the duel between the masters, the more Luo Feng felt that he was deficient in martial arts, both in terms of realm and experience.

It's not that his level is too poor, but that these people are too strong. No matter the two magic generals, or Yang Dingtian, Huang Yuanlao and others, they are all well-known spirit whirling martial artists for a long time. Even though they are not as qualified as him, the precipitation of the years cannot be underestimated.

However, this is a good thing for Luo Feng.

It's not common for Yang Dingtian and blood poison devil to fight against each other in life and death. In addition, Luo Feng's soul power is strong, and the details of the war can be recalled in the same way. Every time they think about it, they can get many things from it. It's like several top experts in the spiritual environment personally instruct him to cultivate. Their fighting experience and their perception of martial arts are all advancing rapidly.

The setting sun sinks into the mountain depression, and the night falls with it, and the stars twinkle.

Shortly after nightfall, Luo Feng opened his eyes and his eyes were sharp, which made the water and fog in the hot spring separate silently to both sides.

"As expected, there is no end to martial arts. There are many things I lack..."

Whoa!

Luofeng jumped up and stood beside the hot spring.

The moon light on the steam on his body became hazy and hazy. You can see the tall and straight figure in it. At the age of 16, he has gradually developed completely. He is also taller. Every inch of his muscles are smooth and incomparable, which contains the most terrible explosive force.

Put on a set of clean clothes, Luo Feng went to the middle of the courtyard full of moonlight, and took out Huang's storage ring and the secret script.

Looking at the huge mountain beyond Dayang City, Luo Feng breathed slowly and began to check the contents of the storage ring.

Huang's family is not very rich. There are only 100000 second-class yuan stones in the storage ring. In addition, there are some pills and martial arts scripts.

Most of these scripts are Huang level martial arts with little value. There are also several xuanlevel martial arts scripts, two of which are of the highest grade, one of which is Sabre technique.

LiuYun Sabre technique, superior in Xuan level.

The other one is the skill script. It's the three-day Linyun skill cultivated by Huang Yuanlao.

"Three days of Lin Yun Kung Fu is a top-notch martial art. It requires martial arts practitioners to cultivate before the age of 18. The vitality of cultivation is characterized by a long and continuous life. It can prolong the life of those martial arts with spiritual rotation. The time limit can be extended by 10 to 20 years. The cultivation of the skill can burn the blood essence, improve the strength, and teach others the cultivation. "

After three days' work, Luofeng soon closed.

There is no doubt that this skill is the best one among the best of xuanlv. It's precious to be able to increase the time limit of the psionic realm warrior by 10 to 20 years.

You should know that those who are spiritual and martial arts can only live to 140 years old. If they don't step into the realms before then, they can only die.

The life span of this skill increased by more than ten years may give the martial artists more opportunities to impact the real yuan environment. It is priceless for the martial artists with low talent.

After all, no matter how rich you are, you can't buy your life.

Although Lin Yungong is powerful in three days, Luo Feng doesn't plan to practice. He is confident that breaking through the real yuan realm is only a matter of time for himself. In order to live for a mere ten years, he abandons the nine changes of the divine dragon and cultivates this Xuanji martial arts, which is the ultimate sacrifice.

Although he didn't cultivate himself, the value of Lin Yun Kung Fu in these three days was not insignificant. Luo Feng carefully collected the secret script.

Luo Feng's eyes fell on the secret script that Huang Yuanlao gave him alone. "This secret script, Huang Yuanlao's close collection and release, so much attention, I don't know what it is."

Open the secret script, Luo Feng eyebrows.

This is just a Book of the most common yellow level middle-class Sabre technique. What surprised Luo Feng was not the script itself, but the dense contents recorded on it.

These contents are about Huang Yuanlao's understanding of the sabre technique. He has his own perception, as well as the perception and opinions of other sabres. The theory in front is very shallow. With the page turning, the content in the back gradually becomes deeper and deeper. Every word and sentence makes Luo Feng chew for half a day, and the aftertaste is endless.

"Good stuff!"

Turning over the secret script and seeing one third of it, Luo Feng uttered an exclamation and closed the book. His face was full of excitement.

The contents of this script record Huang Yuanlao's various understandings from a chakra state warrior to lingxuan state step by step until the eight peaks of lingxuan state. Not only that, but also some cultivation experiences of famous swordsmen.

Huang Yuan spent more than 140 years in his life and spent most of his life studying Sabre technique. Because of his qualification, he knew that there was no hope to break through the real yuan, so he began to focus on the theory of sabre technique. He asked four famous sabres to become famous. The theory of Sabre technique can be described as the peak of perfection.

Don't underestimate theoretical knowledge. For martial artists, no theory can only be an ordinary expert, but to become a top expert, even a generation of masters, there must be a theoretical foundation.

It's like chopping firewood. A mang man only knows to win by strength, and ten percent of his strength can only be exerted by Seventy-eight percent. However, people with rich theories can exert skillful force and exert 70% power and 10% effect.

It seems that there is not much difference between the two, but in fact, there is a gap of 18000 Li. This is also why those who are experienced in fighting in the same realm often win the final victory. The experience gained in actual combat is also a kind of theory.

You are welcome to say that for Luo Feng, the value of this book even exceeds all his wealth. It is priceless!

As long as he digests all the knowledge in this book, he will have the experience and experience of a sabre master who has immersed in Sabre technique for more than 100 years. It's impossible for him to be a master of sabre technique. Then he can gather the advantages of hundreds of sabres, open up a road of his own, and move forward to a higher realm, which is enough to sweep any one of the same level of martial arts.

Looking at the huge mountain shadow outside Dayang City, Luo Feng said to himself:

"master, you not only care about your life and teach me your accomplishments, but also teach me your whole life. I will remember your instructions and never let anyone hurt Wan'er. I will devote myself to the contents of this book and never let it be humiliated! "

He spits out a mouthful of turbid Qi. Luo Feng salutes the mountain and collects the secret script.

The cultivation of sabre theory is not a matter of one day and one night. Moreover, the cultivation experience recorded in the back of this book is very profound. It's difficult to understand it in his current state, and prepare to practice step by step.

Go to the middle of the courtyard and sit cross legged. Luo Feng closes his eyes and begins to practice.

Huang Yuanlao taught him that his original energy is too huge. Even if it is the nine changes of the dragon, it will not be fully refined in a short period of time, and a large part of it will remain in the body. Luo Feng is going to use these days to concentrate on Cultivation and impact on the late stage of the seven aspects of spiritual environment.

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The night is silent, only the stars are shining.

In the wasteland a hundred miles away from Dayang City, five warriors walk in the boundless night, scanning around aimlessly.

"I think the blood corpse has been killed. If there is a blood corpse in the wild, how can it not appear if it smells our breath. Let's go back to Dayang city. The war is not easy to end. Go back and have fun and relax. "

A young warrior whistled, put his head on his hands, and turned to the four in the back.

The young woman next to her looks unhappy:

"Lin Shan, don't you forget the blood corpses in the daytime and how to kill our companions?"

When the young warrior's face stiffened, he said with a smile, "I'm just kidding."

"This kind of joke is not funny."

The young woman tight lips, cold eyes, during the day World War I, her childhood in order to save her, was killed by the blood body.

"The blood corpse is too evil. If there is any omission, it will be a disaster for ordinary people. Let's not look for it carelessly. If we don't find it, we will go back to Dayang city. Since we have received the commission from Dayang government, we can't muddle through the work. " A middle-aged swordsman in the back said.

"Yes."

The middle-aged swordsman is the leader of five people. Hearing the words, all the others stop talking.

Wuwu

Suddenly, there was a slight sound in front of me.

"Who is it!"

Everyone's face changed a lot. The sword went out of its sheath and his eyes were alert.

"Blood body chase Broken leg Woo... It hurts... "

In front of the ground, a thin figure crouches on the ground, with a low whimper coming from the wind. The voice is clear and sweet, but some are not clear.

"Give me a fright."

The young warrior breathed and stepped forward.

The middle-aged swordsman always felt something was wrong and stopped saying, "Lin Shan, wait a moment."

"Boss, what's the matter. The voice of blood corpse is not so pleasant... "

The young warrior turned around and smiled. Half of the time, he stopped abruptly. His head had already flown out of his neck.

When he saw his body, there was a look of amazement on his face, and he wondered at the bottom of his heart why his body was so far away from him.