"It's ...... Martial arts?" Feng Xian looked at the yuan coin in surprise, and there was a quaint book inside.

Martial arts, as the name suggests, are to release the Yuan Force to attack the enemy in a special way, and the martial arts are also divided into levels, from the first order to the ninth order, and above it is the mortal spirit, the spirit level, the god level, the holy level, and the final immortal level, a total of five levels, according to legend, the immortal-level martial arts have the power to open the world, but whether it is true, Feng Xian does not know, after all, he has not seen it.

Speaking of immortal-level martial arts, he had seen some powerful martial arts in his dreams, but he wondered if those martial arts belonged to the immortal level?

In fact, Feng Xian has not seen martial arts, even if the Feng family is downtrodden to this point, there are still some collections, there are martial arts in the martial arts pavilion of the Feng family, but most of them are mortal-level martial arts, and the only high-level one is a spirit-level martial art. Although the Feng family has martial arts, Feng Xian's cultivation was too low at that time, so he didn't learn the martial arts of the Feng family, and now he can't learn it if he wants to, and the martial arts of the Feng family are estimated to have been destroyed.

Feng Xian is now short of attacking martial arts, and this martial art is solving his urgent need, but the value of martial arts is very large, and it costs tens of thousands of yuan at every turn, and the high-level ones are even priceless.

Looking at this martial art, Feng Xian's hands trembled a little, and finally took it out, waved it in front of Yin Lao, and said: "The value of Yin Lao's martial art is really too great, if it is the previous yuan coin, I can still accept it, but this martial art is ......" Although he said so, anyone could see that Feng Xian's words were insincere.

Yin Lao smiled and shook his head: "That's still the case, this martial art is useless to me, it's just right for you......"

When Feng Xian heard this, he hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head firmly and said, "That being said, the value of this martial art is too high, and the juniors really can't accept it......"

Yin Lao looked at Feng Xian, and saw that he had a determined look on his face, and knew in his heart that he would definitely not accept this martial art.

So the old man Yin took the martial arts from Feng Xian's hand, shook it on his chest, and asked again: "Feng boy, I will ask you one last time, are you sure you don't want it?"

Feng Xian shook his head and refused.

"Okay, since I don't want it, and you don't want it either, then this martial art is worthless, it's better to destroy it......" said that the Yuan Power of Yin Lao's left hand was gathered, and he was going to destroy this martial art.

Seeing this, Feng Xian hurriedly snatched the martial arts from Yin Lao's hands.

"Elder Yin, what are you doing, why do you want to destroy this martial art, isn't it a waste?" Feng Xian blamed, he looked at the martial arts back and forth many times, and was relieved to find that there was not the slightest damage.

Yin Lao smiled and said jokingly, "Why, aren't you rare?"

Feng Xian rolled his eyes, you are going to destroy this martial art, can I not stop you?

After such a fuss, Feng Xian finally accepted this martial art.

Yin Lao also smiled and nodded, but then he sighed again and said: "Actually, I am very hesitant to hand over this martial art to you, this martial art is only a mortal-level fourth-order martial art in my opinion, but after training, its power is comparable to the power of a mortal-level fifth-order or even sixth-order martial art......"

As soon as he said this, it made Feng Xian's eyes light up, this kind of powerful martial art is very rare, I didn't expect this Liu Chuan to have such a martial art.

Seeing the excited and eager expression on Feng Xian's face, Yin Lao shook his head and reminded: "Feng boy, don't be in a hurry to get excited, you take a closer look at this martial art......"

When Feng Xian heard this, he carefully looked at this martial art, and the cover of the martial art only had three quaint characters written on it, "Golden Pattern Palm", Feng Xian opened the book and read it carefully.

After about half a pillar of incense, Feng Xian finally finished reading this martial art, but the expression on his face gradually changed from the previous excitement to solemnity.

Although the power of this gold-veined palm is great, but the cultivation process is simple and rude, that is, on the back of the hand with the yuan force condensed into a golden vein, the core of the power of the golden-veined palm is on this golden vein, although the cultivation method of the golden-veined palm is simple, but the process of condensing the golden vein is extremely difficult, especially in the back of the hand engraved with the golden vein, if the physical strength is not enough, it will even be shattered by this golden vein.

No wonder Yin Lao is hesitating whether to hand over this martial art to him, although this martial art is extremely powerful, but if it is not cultivated properly, it will end up crippled.

"How about it, Boy Feng, you decide for yourself, whether you want to cultivate this martial art or not, you have to think clearly about the consequences......

Hearing Yin Lao's words, Feng Xian was silent, this is a difficult decision, the power of this martial art is certainly great, but if his physical strength is not enough, then he will have one less palm from now on.

Feng Xian's face was constantly changing, and Yin Lao didn't speak to disturb him, no matter what choice Feng Xian made, he would not interfere.

Feng Xian's eyes became sharp, and he said with a straight face: "Yin Lao, I have decided to cultivate this martial art!"

Yin Lao asked in surprise, "Have you decided?" aren't you afraid that cultivating this martial art will null your palm?"

Feng Xian said with a smile: "There is no power in this world that can be obtained without paying a price, cultivating this martial art is just the first trial stone on my cultivation path, if I can't even cross this, how can I help my clan to avenge my father, and how can I pursue the cultivation avenue?"

These powerful words surprised Yin Lao, but he didn't expect this kid to be young, but he had such a bottom-up, which is really rare.

Yin Lao stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It is really rare for you to have such determination, I can foresee that you will definitely have extraordinary achievements in the future......

This made Feng Xian a little embarrassed, he scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "I just feel it, and you think too highly of me......

Yin Lao shook his head with a smile, got up from his chair, and walked to the wooden house.

"You cultivate first, let's get some delicious food in the evening and replenish your body......"

Hearing this, Feng Xian couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and then looked at the martial art in his hand, his eyes became more and more determined, let me see what is so powerful about this martial art!

......

On top of the boulder.

Feng Xian sat cross-legged, with the martial arts of the golden pattern palm beside him, he slowly opened his eyes, practicing martial arts, what must not be impetuous, Feng Xian wanted to adjust his state to the best state, so that he could get twice the result with half the effort.

Feng Xian exhaled a breath of turbidity, his eyes became sharp, and all the Yuan Force in his body was mobilized, and according to the martial arts, he began to engrave it on the back of his right hand, and when the Yuan Force was engraved on the back of his hand, Rao couldn't help but scream with Feng Xian's concentration, and the first Yuan Force inscription ended.

"Damn, I didn't expect this Yuan Force portrayal to be so painful, with my body comparable to the five-fold body of the Quenching Body Realm, I can't bear it......" Feng Xian rubbed the back of his hand that was still a little painful, and there were faint white marks on the back of his right hand.

The second time Feng Xian was fully prepared, he mobilized the Yuan Force in his body again, and engraved it on the back of his hand again, this time, no matter how painful it was, Feng Xian didn't say a word, and let the Yuan Force carve on the back of his hand, but the slightly trembling right hand, as well as the pale face, and the sweat on his head all showed that Feng Xian was enduring great pain.

Zizi!

Yuan Li kept inscribed on the back of Feng Xian's hand, and there was a sound of burning skin, and even a slight white smoke rose from the back of his hand.

Feng Xian's clothes are already soaked, the place where he is sitting cross-legged is completely soaked, this is all soaked by Feng Xian's sweat, Yuan Li's inscription is too painful, he is not in a coma now, it is a big fluke, Feng Xian is stubbornly guarding the last trace of clarity in his head, not letting himself faint.

When the last Yuan Force was inscribed, Rao Yifeng Xian's concentration couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, no wonder Yin Lao hesitated to give him this martial art, with Yin Lao's knowledge, it is estimated that he had already expected the pain of the cultivation process.

"Yin Lao wouldn't have given me this martial art to practice because he was afraid of pain, right......?" Feng Xian muttered in his heart, but this also flashed in Feng Xian's heart, with the cultivation of the old man, it is easy to cultivate this golden palm, the body of the Kaiyuan realm is stronger than the body of the quenching realm, presumably the old man is definitely very easy to cultivate this martial art, which makes Feng Xian more eager for strength, but Feng Xian is confident that with his own talent, as long as he works hard, he can definitely surpass the old man in the future, but he needs time.

"I don't want to think about it so much, now let's take a look at the power of this golden-veined palm......" Feng Xian looked at the golden pattern on the back of his hand, this is a peculiar pattern, Feng Xian's right hand sank slightly, as if this pattern has a thousand weights, and even his hands can't bear it.

Feng Xian got up from the boulder, jumped down, walked to a place more than ten meters away from the boulder, then raised his right hand, and then slapped it fiercely in the direction of the boulder.

I saw Feng Xian's right palm emitting a dazzling golden light, and then a golden palm the size of half a zhang transformed, slapping towards the boulder.

Rumble!

I only heard a loud noise, and the boulder shattered directly in response to the sound, startling a lot of smoke and dust, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, Feng Xian took a closer look, and his eyes showed excitement, only to see that at the boulder not only the boulder had burst and scattered, but also a palm imprint the size of half a zhang was engraved on the ground, and the depth was about half a zhang deep.

"The power of this golden pattern palm is simply beyond my expectations, although I have only carved a third of this golden pattern, but this power is already higher than that of ordinary mortal-level fourth-order martial arts. Feng Xian nodded with satisfaction, it was really worth his hard cultivation.

However, Feng Xian saw that the golden pattern on the back of his right hand was slowly fading, and it disappeared completely in just a few breaths.

Feng Xian's eyes widened, this ...... What's going on, I'm just a palm, how did the gold veins fade by themselves?

The golden vein completely disappeared under Feng Xian's gaze.

Feng Xian turned his right hand over and over several times, trying in vain to find the existence of the golden vein, but unfortunately the golden vein did disappear completely, leaving no trace, and even the pain on his right hand completely disappeared, as if cultivating the golden vein was just his illusion.

"Could it be that this golden-veined palm is a consumable martial art?" Feng Xian frowned and muttered, if this is the case, although this martial art is very powerful, its value will be greatly reduced.

Feng Xian couldn't help but think: If when fighting with someone, his golden pattern palm is exhausted, if he wants to attack again, wouldn't he have to re-engrave the golden pattern on the back of his hand?

Feng Xian looked at this martial art and wanted to cry without tears, thinking that he had obtained a powerful martial art suitable for him, but it turned out to be empty joy, Feng Xian really couldn't believe that this martial art was actually a consumable type of martial art, he read the book carefully from beginning to end, and did not even let go of the corners.

Finally, Feng Xian saw a line of small characters in the middle of the book: If the golden palm is cultivated to the great completion, the golden pattern can be engraved on the body forever, if it is not cultivated and has not been nourished by the yuan force, although the golden pattern palm can exert its power, but the golden pattern will also be destroyed immediately, remember to ......

Feng Xian suddenly realized, just now he was excited to test the power of the golden pattern palm because of the success of cultivating the golden patterned palm, and he did not go through the nourishment of the yuan force, so the golden pattern himself disappeared, although the destruction of the golden pattern made him a little disappointed, but it made him breathe a sigh of relief, this martial art is not a consumable martial art, as long as the yuan force has been immersed, you can ensure that this golden pattern will always be engraved on the back of the hand.

Although he was quite resistant to the pain in the process of inscribed the gold pattern, in order to increase his combat power, Feng Xian had to sit down again and start the third gold pattern inscription with a bitter face......

......

In the forest.

Roar!

In front of Feng Xian, a demon beast roared at him, warning him not to invade his territory.

This time it was a demon beast that looked like a demon wolf, and it was a first-order high-level demon beast, and its strength was comparable to the fifth level of the Quenching Body Realm.

It bared its teeth at Feng Xian, and from time to time there was a gurgling warning sound in its throat, in its low intelligence, this human being was very dangerous, so it was just a warning, and it didn't attack rashly.

Feng Xian looked at the demon wolf with a smile, and took another step forward, when the demon wolf saw this, the hair on his whole body stood up, his eyes looked at Feng Xian fiercely, and the roar in his mouth became deeper and lower.

Finally, the demon wolf couldn't stand it anymore, and directly made a tiger leap, and quickly tore towards Feng Xian's neck, it wanted to tear the human person's neck and eat all his flesh and blood, who let him provoke himself.

Although the speed of the demon wolf was very fast, it was still too slow for Feng Xian, and he saw that he avoided the attack of the demon wolf with a deviation of his body, and then saw him raise his right hand and gently slapped it in the direction of the demon wolf.

And the demon wolf saw that he pounced, and after landing on the ground, he turned around and pounced towards Feng Xian, but saw the human being stretching out his right hand and making a gesture of patting at him, but nothing happened, the demon wolf looked sarcastic, is this human being stupid? But in the next moment, the demon wolf saw a dazzling golden light emitted from the damned human's raised right hand, and then saw a half-zhang gilded palm slapping towards him after the golden light, the demon wolf felt a fatal threat under this palm, it wanted to dodge, but it just rushed towards Feng Xian, in mid-air, it couldn't control its body, due to inertia, it actually hit the gilded palm directly......

I only heard a loud noise, and with a burst of flying sand and stones, the gilded palm slowly disappeared, and when the smoke and dust cleared, only a pile of meat was left where the demon wolf was standing.

Feng Xian looked at this mess of meat, the picture that should have been disgusting made him extremely excited, not because he was psychopathic, but because he was excited about the power of the golden palm, the test two days ago, could not intuitively see the power of this martial art, but the fate of this demon wolf today made Feng Xian thoroughly understand how powerful this martial art is.

With his current strength, dealing with a first-order high-level demon beast, although it can be solved, but it will definitely take a lot of trouble for himself, now it's okay, the first-order high-level demon beast has no threat to him at all, and he was directly killed by this golden-patterned palm.

Feng Xian touched the gold pattern on the back of his hand, although the gold pattern was a little dim, but it did not disappear, Feng Xian quickly mobilized the vitality in his body to soak up the gold pattern, and the gold pattern slowly disappeared on the back of his hand, but Feng Xian did not have any disappointed expression, he knew that the gold pattern did not disappear, but was hidden in the back of his hand, because he could feel the existence of the gold pattern on the back of his hand.

Putting the golden pattern aside, Feng Xian looked at the demon wolf meat puree, suddenly slapped his head, and shouted: "Why am I so impulsive, I slapped this demon wolf into meat puree, and I have to cook for Yin Lao at night, what should I do if it becomes meat puree......

"Forget it, this meat paste is also a waste, it's better to restore energy to the blood beads......" Feng Xian finally shook his head, and ran the blood refining and transformation Yuan Gong to turn this meat paste into qi and blood and pour it into the blood beads.

In fact, in the past few days, Feng Xian has not stopped instilling blood into the blood beads, but the blood beads are a little brighter in color, and then there is no other abnormal movement, and the blood spirit is still sleeping, but Feng Xian believes that sooner or later he will wake up the blood spirit......

......

Feng Xian walked into the Maple Valley with a hare, Yin Lao was still lying on the deck chair under the tree, and saw Feng Xian walking over with a hare, and quipped: "Why did you fight a hare today and didn't see a demon beast?"

Feng Xian raised his head and said proudly: "What, maybe I'm too powerful, the demon beasts don't dare to come out......"

Yin Lao rolled his eyes and said, "Boy Feng, why didn't I see that you were so thick-skinned in the first place?"

The two joked with each other for a while, and then Yin Lao got up and took the hare in Feng Xian's hand, and was about to go back to the wooden house, Yin Lao raised the hare in his hand, and smiled at Feng Xian: "Feng boy, how about it, do you want to make another meal at night?"

Seeing this, Feng Xian smiled bitterly: "Old Yin, don't make fun of me anymore, don't you know that I don't have the talent to cook......"