Winterfell, from the east to the church.

Feng Yin has been quite leisurely these days, he doesn't worry about three meals a day, he is served in the morning and evening, he is used to the days when the blade licks blood, and occasionally enjoys it, but he also feels a little uncomfortable.

In addition to cultivating every day, he wandered around the Donglai Sect, occasionally watching his disciples fight each other, and often borrowing ancient books and historical records, which taught him the greatest freedom.

Blade and Fengzi have sensed the existence of the realm barrier, and after a year and a half of retreat, they will break through if they can't say it, Feng Yin doesn't want to fall behind, and he practices diligently every day.

For this reason, he specially consulted the grandfather of the Donglai Sect Leader and asked him about the method of breakthrough.

"At your age, it is rare for you to have such a cultivation, especially when the foundation is as solid as a rock, and the old man was far worse than you back then!"

Donglai taught the ancestor to be named Shang Tianyuan, and at this time he was squeezing his eyebrows at Feng Yin: "There is a little girl among my descendants, who was born with a national color and Tianxiang, and her age is about the same as you, if you don't mind, it's not too late to do it first." ”

"What to do?" Feng Yin was puzzled.

"Get married, when the time comes, you will be the son-in-law of Donglaijiao, and it's no problem to ask anything. Old Ancestor Shang Tianyuan smiled naughtily.

Feng Yin was dumbfounded, he hadn't even seen anyone yet, Shang Tianyuan had thought about his life's events, but he was really far-sighted......

"Senior, I'm here to ask questions, not to ask you to pull a red line. Feng Yin had a black line, but he didn't expect this old man who was almost a thousand years old to be so out of tune.

"This can be considered, look......" Shang Tianyuan actually snapped his fingers and told Feng Yin that the benefits of marriage were coming.

"I don't have to think about this, if it doesn't work, it won't work!" Feng Yin said righteously, he didn't want to be confused and fall for Shang Tianyuan.

In the end, under some soft grinding and hard foaming, Ancestor Shang Tianyuan finally agreed to solve Feng Yin's doubts.

"Your cultivation is already at the end of this realm, and your foundation is extremely solid, so it stands to reason that it should be a matter of course, but nothing happened. According to me, it's probably because your cultivation is not lawful, and it's not because your physique restricts you. ”

"It's definitely the cultivation of the Fa, and there won't be any differences. Feng Yin dared to pat his chest and promise.

What he cultivates is the Dao of the Trace Abyss, this god-like figure who has gone to the extreme of the Trace Abyss, and the inheritance is naturally needless to say.

And the trace of the Yuan Sutra turned into the Great Dao Jinwen buried in Feng Yin's sea of knowledge, and resonated with his own primordial spirit, such a condition is more accurate than hand-in-hand teaching, it is a treatment that those great sect heirs do not have, and it is difficult to make mistakes.

"According to what you say, it can only be that the physique is too strong, limiting yourself, and there is still undiscovered potential. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his arm to grab Feng Yin's pulse, Feng Yin withdrew and wanted to avoid it, but at such a close distance, there was no way to avoid it, his arm seemed to be welded by iron tongs, and he really experienced the "pleasure" of being crushed by his body.

"Why are you so excited, old man, I won't eat you. ”

He narrowed his eyes, and his fingertips urged wisps of gentle mana into Feng Yin's veins, wanting to use this to probe.

"Huh?"

The old man sighed lightly, and was surprised to find that the eight veins of Feng Yin's Qi Jing were like a whole, without any flaws. Unless he hurts Feng Yin, he can't see through it.

"Temper the limbs and eight bones to the point of perfection, and the inside is a world of its own, how do you do it?" the old man was surprised.

There are thousands of exercises in the world, no matter how powerful they are, there are always inevitable shortcomings, and when they are mapped to the cultivators, they are the weakest cover doors, but Feng Yin is complete and self-contained.

"I'm amazing, or you can't. Feng Yin didn't intend to answer positively.

"Awesome is awesome, but your realm is too low, I can't help the old man. Shang Tianyuan said with a smile.

The soft mana left in Feng Yin's body was shocked, turned into a bunch of awls, and with a slight stab, Feng Yin suddenly snorted, and flaws appeared in the flawless tendons.

Feng Yin just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Shang Tianyuan: "Don't be angry, this is all temporary, as long as I withdraw my mana, it won't take you a moment or three to recover." ”

He urged his pure mana to operate in the Feng Yin meridians, squinting his eyes and feeling carefully.

"Let me see what kind of physique you are......" Shang Tianyuan muttered.

"It's not me bragging, if you can see it, let me do anything. Feng Yin smiled.

"Is it okay to get married?" Shang Tianyuan suddenly came to his senses.

"Old fox .....," Feng Yin said with a smile.

After a while, Shang Tianyuan withdrew his mana, a pimple formed on his brows, and he thought hard.

Feng Yin is right, with Shang Tianyuan's cognition, he can't see through Feng Yin's physique at all, he only feels that the avenue is magnificent, and there is a sense of supreme perfection.

"Golden blood, like a dormant dragon, every drop of blood contains endless vitality, this ...... It's hard to say. ”

He looked at Feng Yin and asked, "Is the bet always valid?"

"Of course. Feng Yin said with a smile, but quickly restrained his smile and asked seriously, "Can you get a breakthrough?"

"It's hard to say, all I know are powerful physiques with great reputations, and each of them has a corresponding doorway, so it doesn't hurt to tell you. ”

Shang Tianyuan told Feng Yin about the breakthrough of seven or eight physiques such as the Vajra Body, the Xuanshen Body, and the Phoenix Cauldron Body, which were all secrets that were not passed on, but he was told them without reservation.

"Thank you, seniors. Feng Yin is well aware of its preciousness and deeply appreciates.

Shang Tianyuan's face was solemn: "You also know the old man's thoughts, your future is limitless, you are the only outstanding person at that time, even if you don't agree to the marriage, after he will end his life, I hope you can contribute to bless Donglai." ”

"The younger generation promised with the devil in his heart that he should do his best to share the pressure for the Donglai Church. Feng Yin said seriously, his eyes were extremely resolute.

Seeing that Feng Yin was so serious, Shang Tianyuan was very satisfied, he waved his hand with a smile and hummed a little song to return to the cave.

That night, Feng Yin began to try, and the breakthrough doorways of various prestigious and powerful physiques were kept in mind by him and tried them one by one.

Three days later, he finally came out, and although those breakthrough methods were not right, they did have some effect, but they were still far from breaking through.

"Since you can't break through, you can take advantage of this time to precipitate yourself and lay a more solid foundation. Feng Yin muttered to himself.

"That man looked, I've been paying attention to you for a long time. ”

At this time, when Feng Yin was wandering aimlessly, a dissatisfied voice interrupted his train of thought, and when he looked back, under the big locust tree not far away, several young Donglai Sect disciples were staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Feng Yin asked.

"You are not a disciple of the Donglai Sect, these days you have ignored the rules and entered and exited various areas, and even dared to go to the forbidden place where the ancestors retreated, who brought you in?"

"I heard that you are spreading the news everywhere that the seventh senior sister is your dream lover, what is your intention?!" A delicate-looking woman looked very dissatisfied.

The seventh junior sister in his mouth is Shang Feng's cousin, but at the age of fifteen or sixteen, she is the descendant of Shang Tianyuan who is ready to take the red line.

It must be that Shang Tianyuan hasn't given up yet, this old fox! Feng Yin cursed in his heart, with a black line on his face.

"Shang Feng brought me here, if you don't believe it, you can ask him. Feng Yin explained, and refuted that the lover in his dream was completely false, and he had never even heard of it.

"It's really flattering, Senior Brother is in retreat these days, how do you let us testify?" Several young people didn't believe Feng Yin's words.

(End of chapter)