Half an hour later, Ling Luo felt that his vitality had recovered.

The stone platform is made of iron stone and glows red.

When Ling Luo opened her eyes, she found Yan Bang standing beside her.

"Master."

"How? It's a nice place. ”

"Hmm." Ling Luo nodded.

Yan Bang smiled slightly and said, "The old man's famous stunt, Ah Rhinitis Prison, was comprehended on this stone platform. ”

Ling Luo's gaze at Yan Bang was even more awe-inspiring.

Legend has it that only when you become a high-level martial spirit can you have the ability to study your own martial arts.

The martial arts learned from other places, no matter how powerful they are, are never the most suitable for themselves. Only the exercises created by oneself are truly 100% compatible with oneself.

"When the old man created the Rhinitis Prison, on a whim, he engraved it on this stone platform, and made a grand wish, if anyone can resist the heat of this magma pool in the future, talk and laugh freely on the stone platform, then this set of martial arts will be passed on to him."

Ling Luo's mood was extremely excited, he looked at Yan Bang, and said, "What does Master mean by passing it on to me?" ”

The red-bearded old man nodded and smiled: "That's right, you are the person the old man likes." ”

Ling Luo's heart was pounding, and his blood was boiling.

She just happened to go to the library tower and said a few words to an old man on the fifth floor, and she had such an adventure.

This luck is inevitably a bit against the sky.

"Thank you, Master, Luo'er will definitely live up to her expectations."

Ling Luo was full of joy, this high-level martial spirit's self-created martial arts was not the same level as the one that was circulating outside.

No matter what, you must also succeed in your cultivation.

"You study on your own, and before it gets dark, you can leave on your own." After the fireburst admonished, he left the stone platform on the magma pool on his tiptoes and walked towards a thatched house in the Flame Valley.

Ling Luo's eyes crossed with a hint of determination.

She lowered her head and began to carefully study the carvings on the stone platform.

The mental methods and moves of Ah Rhinitis Prison will inevitably seem difficult and obscure for an ordinary second-order martial artist.

But how could Ling Luo be an ordinary second-order martial artist?!

After the tempering of the Extreme Fire Inheritance, no matter how difficult and difficult things are, she can see through them at a glance and quickly comprehend them.

She was like a hungry desert traveler, greedily absorbing the laws of fire of martial arts.

Every minute and every second is the ultimate beauty.

There are a lot of contents in Ah Rhinitis Prison, and after Ling Luo has studied it from beginning to end, the sun has already set in the west.

She got up from the stone platform and stretched happily.

Classes at Jiulan Academy are boring.

But now she's glad she's here.

Ling Luo had a hunch that knowing Yan Bang would be an important turning point in her life.

The sky was getting dark, and Ling Luo went all the way out of the Yanguang Valley, from the Demon Cloud Mountain Range back to the Xuanzi Room of Qingzhu Garden.

As soon as he entered the door and lit the glass lamp, Ling Luo noticed that there was one more thing on the table.

The bottle of mutton fat and white jade, the surface is engraved with gold powder, which is extremely luxurious.

A bone wound medicine bottle that is particularly eye-catching. Luo Ge!

Ling Luo frowned slightly, grabbed the bottle, and threw it outside the room without thinking.

Outside the wall, a man crouching in the corner watched the precious medicine bottle fly out with a blank face.

"Oh my God, master, she's throwing it out again!" Li Kezhong rushed over with a look of regret, pounced, fell into the grass, raised his hands high, and caught the medicine bottle.