Looking at Bai Ze's excited expression, Zhao Feng felt that he needed to remind him to avoid the other party from being hot-headed for a while and making any outrageous moves, which would lead to murder.

"Taking a step back, even if this sword is really the Mo Evil Sword you said, then what? With you and me, it is counted as the Famous Sect Linghu Bow, not to mention competing with the cultivation circle, just the scattered cultivation circle is an insurmountable high wall. ”

"How can you be so sure that your life after your life is what you expect?"

"Be sober, before doing anything, make sure that you are not sure, recklessness will only make you fall into passivity, and may even cause irreparable tragedy......" Zhao Feng persuaded bitterly, watching the excitement on Bai Ze's face subside, thinking that he had finally opened his mind.

"Zhao Feng, you're right, people must be self-aware,...... Alas, in fact, I also know that I should give up those unrealistic fantasies, with my ability to predict, in the world of ordinary people, I can earn endless money, fame and fortune, and achieve a good net worth......" Bai Ze showed a resigned expression, and the whole person sat on the sofa, like a salted fish that had lost his dream.

"But!

Bai Ze's expression changed, and he immediately slapped the table and stood up, his face was even more excited and excited.

"I firmly believe that everyone is born with a mission, my ability, my destiny as the last descendant of the Heavenly Machine Divine Sect should not be to sink in the world! The mission of the innate people will definitely come one day in the future, for that day, I will do everything possible to fight for the opportunity to become stronger!"

Unstoppable, I don't know what fear is, Bai Ze's strong sense of mission is enough to move Zhao Feng.

"Then what do you want to do?" Zhao Feng asked helplessly.

"I'm still thinking, but the most likely breakthrough right now is the Hundred Immortals to come to the Confession! Although many rumors from a long time ago are no longer circulating in the world, there should still be a few people's families in the Scattered Cultivation Circle and the Cultivation Circle that have been recorded or passed on by word of mouth...... Zhao Feng, you must not take this sword out again, put it in your room, and don't let anyone else know!" Bai Ze got up and left after speaking, and went straight to the Fengfeng City Password Building.

Zhao Feng settled Ah Guang in the dog house on the balcony, and then returned to the room with his sword.

On the bed, there are several items, the bamboo slips of the Eight Desolation Martial Arts, the mysterious bamboo tube, a stone bow, the ink night sword, the dagger, and the iron piece.

Zhao Feng stared at these things for a while, then leaned over and picked up the iron piece, only to see that the first line of words on it was written in three traditional Chinese characters: "青煙術".

After reading the whole article, Zhao Feng learned that this was a cultivation technique defined as a "Yellow Rank Lower Grade", and its essence was a mixture of spiritual power and spiritual energy, turning into smoke with high temperatures, which could be used as alchemy.

"Spiritual power, aura, I don't understand it at all, and I can't cultivate. Zhao Feng shook his head, this technique is based on the different proportions of spiritual power and aura mixed to increase the temperature of the Qingyan Technique, up to 800 degrees, and it is this Qingyan Technique that Lu Ming wants to perform.

Locking the iron piece tightly in the bedside table, Zhao Feng picked up the dagger again, the blade was five inches long, the back of the blade was straight, the tip of the blade had a slight arc, there was no blood groove, and the amount of the hand was full, about half a catty.

Zhao Feng tried to sharpen iron with this dagger, and found that it was as easy as peeling potatoes.

"Such a self-defense dagger is really good, I have to find time to get a sheath......"

Then, Zhao Feng lifted the ink night sword again, there was no blood and dust on the sword, the snow-white smooth blade reflected part of Zhao Feng's face, the blood lines on the sword body were engraved, but the blood color in the texture seemed to exist naturally under the white layer on the surface of the sword body, all the textures were interconnected, even if any liquid and sand were trapped in the blood lines, it only took a slight flick to clean up all the filth.

The Mo Ye Sword is also sharpened like clay, Zhao Feng forcibly suppressed the urge to use a dagger to slash at Mo Ye, for him, this Mo Ye Sword is very in line with his aesthetics, looking at Mo Ye in his hand, there is an inexplicable satisfaction.

"The sword was flawless, but it always felt like something was missing...... Is it a scabbard?"

Zhao Feng always felt that something was wrong, and silently placed the sword in the corner of the wall, with the tip of the sword facing upwards to avoid damaging the floor.

For the old three, Zhao Feng directly skipped it, he took out a plastic box from the locker, which he used to seal the poisonous weeds, and today, he was ready to concentrate on impacting the bloodline!

"Once the bloodline is promoted, the medicinal power of the bloodline will also increase, which will directly affect the efficiency of the flesh vein cultivation. ”

"Moreover, in the battle with Lu Ming, the blood medicine power also plays a role that cannot be ignored, as long as there is blood medicine, you can ignore most of the internal and external injuries, cooperate with the beast body method, and delay the battle, which is my advantage!" Zhao Feng crossed his knees and stared, gradually entering the transformation realm......

......

At this time, Qilin Mountain Zhuang Chongyang was at home.

There is one thing that Zhuang Chongyang has been thinking about for a long time in his heart, and he is extremely grateful to Zhao Feng, and he always says that there is nothing to repay, but this is not the case.

"Is there really nothing to repay?"

"Zhao Feng is absolutely extraordinary, maybe it would be better to hand over that kind of thing to him......"

After much hesitation, Zhuang Chongyang finally made a decision on this day, he left Qilin Mountain and headed for the northern mountain range.

Half a day later, in a dense forest, Zhuang Chongyang took out a piece of red cloth, spread it on the ground, knelt on it, cut the index finger of his right hand with a scalpel, dotted the blood on the tips of the five fingers of his left hand, and then folded his hands together, so that the blood stains were all over his ten fingers.

However, seeing that Zhuang Chongyang's hands were separated, it was natural to make a triangular gesture with the palms facing diagonally forward, the left and right index fingers and thumbs against each other, and the double tiger mouth and four fingers formed a triangular gesture.

"Xing, Zhuang, Bai, Zhuang Chongyang, under the orders of the emperor, has guarded the mountain for fifty years!"

"Today, I will return to my ancestors, remember my will with blood, see my heart, and be guided by mercy!"

Leaning over and kowtowing, when Zhuang Chongyang got up again, the originally dense woods suddenly opened up, he got up and walked hundreds of meters, came to a hole, immediately took out the oil lamp, and walked another ten meters, and then reached the end.

One side of the nine dragon wall, the stone platform in front of the wall enshrines a wooden box.

Zhuang Chongyang is not the first time to come here, and he doesn't say much, he directly opened the wooden box on the stone platform and took out an ancient book from it, and the cover is three characters - Mu Xinli.

After obtaining the ancient books, Zhuang Chongyang turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at the Nine Dragon Wall for a long time.

On the wall of the Nine Dragons, there are nine five-clawed dragons, the body of the Nine Dragons is intertwined, a pair of forelimbs each make a different gesture, and there is a bead between the dragon's claws.

Among them, the dragon in the lower right corner is the same as the gesture Zhuang Chongyang just made, and the beads in its claws are golden.

Zhuang Chongyang stepped forward and snatched the golden bead, after the bead broke away from the Nine Dragon Wall, it was actually "melted", and the golden yellow on the surface turned into scattered sand, and the scattered sand scattered, revealing a black matte ring, which looked like some kind of handicraft made of black wood.

Zhuang Chongyang sighed, didn't say anything, and left the cave directly and rushed back to Qilin Mountain......

Just after Zhuang Chongyang left, the other eight dragons on the Nine Dragons Wall seemed to come alive and began to wander around the wall, finally breaking free from their restraints and dissipating into nothingness.

"Click!"

Only a dragon in the lower right corner was left on the Nine Dragons Wall, and with a sound, the stone wall cracked.

At the same time, the eight Nine Dragon Walls distributed in the other eight secret realms of Shenzhou also appeared abnormal, and the "Walker" in the lower right corner disappeared out of thin air, and no one knew what it meant......

......

At 8:11 p.m. that night, Zhao Feng exhausted all the poisonous weeds that Zhuang Chongyang had prepared for him, and as his cultivation came to an end, the black blood in his body finally changed.

"Hoo ......"

Zhao Feng exhaled a long breath that lasted for two minutes, and then opened his eyes, a silver light flashed under his eyes, he picked up the dagger next to him and punctured the index finger of his right hand.

A drop of silver blood oozed from the wound, like mercury.

"It's done! Silver Blood!" Zhao Feng was overjoyed, this time the cultivation was smooth beyond imagination, and the feeling of promotion was like a matter of course, without the slightest hindrance, at this time, the blood in his body burst out with medicinal power several times stronger than black blood, this medicinal power will be of great help to Yaya's condition, and at the same time, the next step of the cultivation of the flesh vein will be more efficient.

Killing two birds with one stone, killing two birds with one stone, Zhao Feng couldn't help laughing, and after thinking about it, while he had just pierced his finger, it was better to have another glimpse of the cultivation method of the fourth vein and bone vein.

With the silver blood dotting into the bamboo slips of the Eight Desolate Martial Veins, the cultivation content of the first three veins quickly appeared, followed by the fourth vein!

The main purpose of the bone vein cultivation method is to "forge bones with strength", and the more Zhao Feng looked back, the more he felt his scalp tingle.

"What is forging bones with strength, it is clearly self-harm!"

It turned out that the cultivation of this bone vein required the cultivator to break the bones with external force, and then reshape the bone veins, this kind of cultivation method that knew the great pain just by looking at it, I really don't know how the person who created the Eight Desolation Martial Veins thought of it.

Moreover, in addition to a set of complex actions to assist in the reshaping of bone veins, most of the back is explaining how to break the bones of various parts of your body, and how to achieve only broken and not broken, or to the extent of complete powdering, from the theory of exercises, the same bone can be broken and repracticed many times, and it must be the extent that the strength of the bone to the limit of its own strength cannot be broken, once its own strength is improved, it means that you must continue to forge your bones with strength until the outer four veins are complete!

According to the last description, once the bone vein is introduced, it is a copper skin and iron bone indestructible body, which has extremely strong resistance to power, and can become a body of gold blood and silver bones and devouring souls if proficient, and can theoretically be immune to all spells, but at the same time, it is unable to practice any cultivation techniques by itself.

The ultimate achievement, the body of the invincible martial god, can devour the spiritual energy, take it for its own use, and form the spiritual energy of the same level as the spiritual power.

Consummation, on the other hand, will generate a body of specific characteristics based on other exercises that the practitioner has learned, and theoretically has infinite possibilities.

Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief after reading all the contents of the outer four veins.

"These Eight Desolate Martial Veins are pure martial arts cultivation methods at all...... My Spell Dream ...... Shattered ......"