Chapter 401: Ancient Tomb

When the exercises were in hand, the sky was already slightly bright, and the time that Yan Ye gave her was running out.

Returning with the exercises, Feng Duwu quickly entered the space, and as soon as she entered the space, she was stunned, because she saw that the man in the green shirt and elegant demeanor actually walked towards her slowly.

"Cloud ...... Brother Yun, have you condensed your true body? Feng Duwu was pleasantly surprised, and his speech was a little uncomfortable.

"It's early, it's just that you can walk in your space." The voice of Yun Qingge is still clear and beautiful.

Feng Duwu stepped forward and wanted to grab Yun Tingge's hand, but unfortunately her hand passed through Yun Tingge's body, and as her hand passed, Yun Tingge's body shook, as if it would disappear at any time, which scared Feng Duwu, but fortunately, Yun Tingge quickly recovered again, and Feng Duwu breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Feng Duwu's expression loosen and tightened, Yun Tingge smiled elegantly: "Wu'er, I'm still a phantom, not a real body." ”

"Brother Yun's cultivation speed is extremely fast, and reshaping his true body is just around the corner." Feng Duwu also smiled.

Yun Tingge smiled but did not speak.

Feng Duwu didn't know what to say to Yun Qingge, and raised the things in his hand: "I have seen something good, can Brother Yun come and take a look together." ”

"Okay." Yun Tingge nodded.

Feng Duwu then went to the house, put things on the table, lifted the ice film, and let the exercises be exposed, several people got together, and the little prince took the lead and said: "Hey, Emperor Yuan's exercises." ”

"This is Emperor Yuan's kung fu?" Feng Duwu was surprised.

"Well, mother, you see, it has the color of the triple Yuan Spirit on the edge, which is the symbol of the Yuan Emperor." The little prince was in the eggshell, and his pink little finger pointed to the edge of the book.

"Emperor Yuan's kung fu?" The bones were in interest and stretched their claws towards the exercises.

"Shoot!"

Before the claws touched the exercises, they were ruthlessly knocked down by Feng Duwu.

"Master......" Bones looked at Feng Duwu with grievances in his eyes, it is a beast, it has its own unique skills, and it doesn't need exercises, right? It just wanted to see what Emperor Yuan's exercises looked like.

"There is corpse poison in this exercise, if you want to be poisoned, stretch out your claws again, I will not stop you." Feng Duwu said without smiling.

The grievances of the bones suddenly disappeared, and he smiled flatteringly at Feng Duwu: "I know that the master is the best." ”

Feng Duwu glanced at him, then went to the space to rummage through the cabinets, took out a bottle of medicine, sprinkled the medicine powder on the exercises, and watched the medicine powder being absorbed little by little, revealing a light smile.

This is Qianxue's refining powder that specializes in fusing all kinds of corpse poisons, as long as it can be fused, it can get rid of corpse poisons, just such a bottle, it seems to be very easy to use, she has to keep a little bit to develop, and match a little more.

When all the medicinal powders were fused in, the writing took on a new look, from silver white to bright red, and the edge of the edge was no longer a triple primordial spirit, but a triple and quadruple alternately.

"What's the matter with my son?" Feng Duwu couldn't help but ask in surprise when she saw this.

"Mother's this exercise should be written by a cultivator at the peak of Emperor Yuan, he should have had an epiphany when he memorized this exercise, and he was about to be promoted to Emperor Yuan, so he is like this." The little prince explained for Feng Duwu.

Feng Duwu nodded, and then asked again: "How is this different from the kung fu condensed by Emperor Yuan?" ”

"The differences are worlds apart." The little prince said, "Not every cultivator has the opportunity to have an epiphany, some cultivators may not have a chance to have an epiphany in their lives even if they become emperors, and the exercises condensed in the epiphany are more powerful than Emperor Yuan's kung fu." ”

The little prince's words made Feng Duwu's eyes bright, it seems that she is a good sheep, and it turns out to be a treasure.

Feng Duwu picked up the exercises, opened them and read them at a glance, because of the experience of a thousand divine skills, Feng Duwu looked at it very carefully, for fear that this exercise would also be squeamish, and it would disappear after turning it over.

However, this exercise is obviously not squeamish, because Feng Duwu didn't find anything unusual about it after reading it, but the content of the exercise shocked Feng Duwu. This turned out to be an exercise for washing the tendons and cutting the marrow, and every time you practice it, you will wash the tendons and cut the marrow once. You must know that cultivators will only appear when they are only promoted, and they will not appear when they are advanced. So does this exercise mean that every time you practice a heavy one, you will be promoted once? This exercise is so against the sky, will it make those cultivators who can't advance to the level after decades of hard work cry and faint in the latrine?

"Mother, this exercise requires the abolition of cultivation, and it is only possible to start cultivating from condensing qi." Seeing that his mother was so happy, the little prince had to pour a basin of cold water.

Feng Duwu put away the exercises: "My mother doesn't want it herself, what are you anxious about?" ”

Naturally, she won't practice this exercise, and it's okay to keep it and give it away later, but she believes that even if this exercise is taken away by others, few people are willing to really abolish all cultivation.

However, she thought of Feng Wushuang, since Feng Wushuang was sucked into the bone marrow by the worm, her cultivation has stagnated, she gave Feng Wushuang a pulse, Feng Wushuang's body faintly has the possibility of becoming an empty shelf, it may be because the worm sucked a large amount of vitality from Feng Wushuang's bone marrow, even if Feng Duwu gave Feng Wushuang the Yuan Pill, maybe the pill came too late, so he didn't make up for the gap in Feng Wushuang's body in time.

If Feng Wushuang's cultivation can't be improved anymore, it's better to scrap it and start all over again with this exercise.

Thinking like this, Feng Duwu went to find Feng Wushuang, because the time was already very limited, so Feng Duwu did not beat around the bush: "Second brother, I have a book of exercises here, you need to abolish the cultivation to re-cultivate, the vitality in your body cannot be replenished, maybe you can no longer advance, I mean with the help of this exercise, I have seen this exercise, with the talent of the second brother, from the new cultivation to the Yuan Infant Realm is a year of time, follow this exercise to cultivate, The second brother will go from the Yuan Infant Realm to the Yuan Emperor much faster than those with excellent talent. ”

Feng Wushuang took the exercise from Feng Duwu's hand, pursed his thin lips and said, "Let Second Brother think about it." ”

Feng Duwu knew that not everyone had the courage to abolish their cultivation and start all over again, especially Feng Wushuang was already a cultivator in the Yuan Infant Realm, and she felt that it was not appropriate to cultivate at such a speed against the sky, but it was conceivable how much Feng Wushuang's cultivation was cherished by cultivating without opening a plug-in.

Therefore, Feng Duwu did not force Feng Wushuang, leaving room for Feng Wushuang to think.

Feng Duwu didn't know what Feng Wushuang was thinking, she was already a cultivator of Yuanzong, and her father and grandfather would inevitably be able to advance to the Cultivation God Realm after retreating, and then they would all go to Canaan, if his cultivation was not enough, he would lose the qualification to go to Canaan together, which was the real reason for his hesitation.

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