Chapter 5 Fengjie worships the heir of the immortal master Ling Feng At this time, it was just that a white gas rose at the head of the coffin, and the white gas gradually gathered and condensed, a Chinese face, lying silkworm eyebrows, and a righteous face appeared in front of Zhao Fengjie, Zhao Fengjie saw it, and was surprised in his heart, he didn't know what it was, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, at this moment, Zhao Fengjie's mind suddenly heard a clear voice,

"Little friends, don't be afraid, I am Ling Tianya, the master of Lingfeng Pavilion in the imperial capital of the Tuoba Empire, five hundred years ago with his friends Feiyun Sect Master Wei Hongmin, Wei Hongsheng's brother; It can be seen that the three of them have long been harmful to my heart, annexed my Lingfeng Pavilion's thoughts, fought fiercely for three days and three nights, I killed the Wei brothers, cut off Sang Zhiyuan's arm, but I was also hit hard, with seven swords in my body, the head was hit by Sang Zhiyuan's five thunder and demon palms, both legs were cut off, fled tens of thousands of miles, the body was not supported, fell into the ground from a high altitude, God had mercy, let me fall into this deep pool and was not killed, later, I used the remaining strength to open up this hole, in order to support my body, I wanted to get better from my injuries, and returned to Zhongjing, but the hateful thief weapon has a huge poison, the injury can not be improved, but it is getting more and more serious, and time is running out, I will learn and experience all my life, recorded into a Lingfeng treasure book, Lingfeng Pavilion's mental method, exercises, martial arts, alchemy, refining, formations, spells, etc. are included in it, and the secret of the secret realm, I carefully scrutinize it, I think it is a cultivation secret to rapidly improve cultivation, this is a wonderful devouring recipe, can swallow all things with energy into the dantian, into their own true qi and for their own use, this recipe is too vicious, can not be recognized by the world, especially killing people to devour their skills to improve their own realm, and magic skills, absolutely can not let people know, I destroy people, leaving only a trace of remnants waiting for the destined person, I hope you inherit the Lingfeng Pavilion Taoism, let Lingfeng Pavilion carry forward. Little brother, are you willing to worship me as a teacher and inherit my Lingfeng Pavilion martial arts?" Zhao Fengjie has loved to listen to swordsmanship anecdotes since he was a child, fantasizing about carrying a three-foot sword, doing all kinds of injustices, creating eternal things, and leaving a name full of happiness in Shenzhou, but unfortunately his family is surrounded by four walls, and he is unable to support him to learn martial arts, and now suddenly someone wants to pass on his exercises and teach him martial arts, where can this kind of beautiful thing be?

Zhao Fengjie knelt down on his knees and said, "The master is above, and he will be worshiped by the apprentice!" After three knocks in a row, the virtual image laughed, and said: "I have waited for five hundred years, and I finally waited for you. Then Zhao Fengjie only felt that the Baihui acupoints on the top of his head were hot, and a warm current entered his body from above, refreshed and relaxed.

The virtual image said: "Is it painful for the apprentice, if it hurts, tell the teacher!"

"It doesn't hurt," Zhao Fengjie replied.