"No, this is just speculation from the world, rumors outside.In fact, before the battle with Gu Qianji, Grandmaster's cultivation began to regress, otherwise, I would have lost to Gu Qianji." The old man was relieved and told the secret that he had hidden in his heart for many years.

The girl was startled, and sighed in her heart: "Grandpa, do you mean to say that what the little boy said just now turned out to be true??" The uncle's martial arts wounds were not beaten, but ......"

"That's right!!" The old man's light was dark: "It is indeed caused by the cultivation of "Phaseless Divine Skill"!!"

Oh, my God!!

The girl almost screamed loudly when she covered her mouth, she couldn't believe her ears.

In the Temple of Yuxiang City, the supreme mental martial arts that have been passed down from generation to generation by the hall master, cultivated to the depths, can cause so much damage to the body!!

"Child, your cultivation is still shallow, and there is only a slight internal injury on the inner thigh, and you don't notice it yourself, but you are seen by that young man." No wonder this Qin Feng pointed at the inner side of her thigh, and she felt the reason for the paralysis in her lower body.

The girl was relieved at this time, and nodded slightly to show that she understood: "It's just that that little girl must have heard it from other places, otherwise, how could he understand that "Wuxiang Shengong" has such drawbacks at a young age."

The old man shook his head slightly: "No, I am the first person to practice the "Phaseless Divine Skill", and I am also the only one who understands its drawbacks!!"

"But that young man, he can tell the truth about the distortion of my martial veins in one mouth, and at a glance he can see a slight injury on the inner side of Prajna's thigh.

"Then could he have seen "Wuxiang Shengong" from somewhere? Maybe I saw it in some tree!!" Although the girl was surprised and admired, she still had some doubts.

"Maybe!!" The old man said slowly that he was alone in getting the "Phaseless Divine Skill" from the ancient ruins, and after he recorded all the contents, he completely burned it.

This young man, who is not very old, will get the nickname of "Wuxiang Shengong" from somewhere, and the old man feels that this possibility is almost zero!!

"Let's go, see what he's doing at the temple." The old man really can't think of any possibility!!

After Qin Feng left his ancestor and grandson, he went directly to the counter where he could exchange various medicinal materials, and it didn't take much effort for him to find out the three main ingredients for refining the blood powder and the other eight auxiliary materials.

Before he came, he had already learned that his divine vouchers could be exchanged for materials with a total value of no more than 10,000 silver, and he couldn't waste them.

The blood scatter material costs about 10,000 silver, and this coupon can be exchanged for a copy.

However, when Qin Feng was looking for the materials for the blood dispersion, he inadvertently discovered the inconspicuous wood of Zhu Lie in the counter.

The wood was rough in appearance, with signs of insect erosion, and seemed to rot quickly.

"Nether Charcoal." Qin Feng almost screamed.

Netherwood is not an ordinary wood, the possibility of getting is simply minimal, it is rare on the market, and it is also very precious.

The so-called Nether Charcoal is when the thunder falls on the forest, causing a fire and burning ancient trees, some ancient trees that are more than five hundred years old, will take the opportunity to absorb the thunder and fire and the heart of the tree, and when the fire is finally extinguished, it will leave a little charred tree heart.

There is not much use for this wood, there is only one, but the effect is magical, that is, to cure the internal injuries that cannot be regulated by drugs.

No matter how many internal injuries are inflicted, they will be cured to eliminate the disease and turn decay into magic.

However, this wood is difficult to be born and rare not to mention, the main thing is that the appearance is no different from the general scorched wood, and the identity is ordinary, if it is not for a very high eyesight, it is impossible to recognize it at all, and it will be abandoned.

I didn't expect that there was a collection in the temple, what an unexpected surprise.

"It is only because of the injury that my father Qin Xuan is in danger that he will stop and slow down in the progress of cultivating martial arts, which is also the main reason why he is so despised by the second uncle and grandfather."

Qin Feng thought to himself.

In his memories, Qin Xuan's cultivation was far from that of his second uncle Qin Xun at first, but later he didn't understand what the reason was that he received a lot of internal injuries, and his cultivation slowed down, and even stagnated, and was surpassed by Qin Xun.

This time, since he let himself encounter the Netherworld Charcoal, then simply buy it back and let Qin Xuan go out to suffer internal injuries in his body, so that he can recover his cultivation ability.

However, there is only one divine voucher, and if he buys the Nether Charcoal directly, he can no longer exchange it for the medicinal herbs of the Blood.

Qin Feng pondered for a while, and then asked the shopkeeper, "I exchange the divine coupon for the Nether Charcoal, and the blood scattering materials, can I exchange it for my other things?"

It is said that all the items in the temple are never for sale.

However, it can also be exchanged for something else of the same value.

At this time, he thought that the old man in the long shirt with white hair and white hair and prominent eyes was burying his head in the plan, this old man was the shopkeeper, and when Qin Feng came in, he had never looked at Qin Feng directly, and he was extremely arrogant.

The old man in the long robe glanced up at Qin Feng slightly, and said, "This temple only accepts rare and exotic things, don't take out all the products." After speaking, the old man continued to bow his head and do his own thing, and no longer bothered with Qin Feng.

This attitude is really unacceptable, but Qin Feng is too lazy to care about this old man, so he glanced at the old man indifferently and said, "Sell martial arts."

Qin Feng crisscrossed the galaxy, defeated countless enemies, collected countless martial arts, and the fine products were no less than a few thousand.

Whenever you take out your opinion martial arts, you can cause the martial arts world to shake.

"Martial arts are okay, but the low-grade goods of the yellow grade don't need to be taken out, and our temple doesn't accept them." The old man in the long shirt finally raised his head and looked at the young man seriously, seeing that this milky little girl would not be able to use any decent martial arts.

But it's not sure what heirloom martial arts can he steal from the clan?

"Just look at it." Qin Feng was still calm, and motioned to the shopkeeper to take the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and soon wrote down the first two hundred characters of the martial arts called "Ning Zun Tiandian" on the paper.

The shopkeeper glanced at it indifferently, only glanced at it, and immediately said: "The rules of the temple, exchanging martial arts for items, you need the whole martial arts, if you don't trust us, then please find another home!!"

If the entire martial arts are written down and taken down, then if the other party does not redeem the items, wouldn't it be a bamboo basket to draw water? ?

But the rules of the temple are so harsh that they have to be written in full.

"I suggest you take a good look at this part of what I've written." Qin Feng said indifferently.

Will the martial arts he wrote down by himself be simple things??

The old man in charge of the shopkeeper looked over, hastily finished reading the martial arts of the two hundred characters, and waved his hand: "General goods, take it away!!"

The old man looked completely impatient and disdainful, which made Qin Feng extremely uncomfortable.