"Smack!" The arm-style machine slapped heavily on Changfeng's right hand with the "manipulating hand", and with the force of the slap, the mechanical arm suddenly broke and flew sideways in all directions.

Changfeng screamed in pain, constantly waving his reddened right hand, screaming like a monkey.

"Bai Yi, why do you have to come to the cave when you practice manipulation?! The mental blow is too painful!"

"Pain will always make people remember it longer, from now on, you should give up your physical defense and practice well. ”

"I suspect you're taking revenge on me for winning your daughter in the last test. ”

“。。。 ”

"I'm right! The old man has a strong sense of revenge! Isn't that what you said?"

With a cold snort, Bai Yi turned around, his hands behind his back, and the yin wind rolled up the corners of his clothes, looking like a tall man.

Level 10 defense, the impact of the same level is not painful for you at all, if you knew this, would you practice so diligently?

Of course, Changfeng didn't know that Bai Yi thought like this. From now on, he practiced manipulating his hand day and night in the midst of being beaten, and this exclusive power of Fushan made him both painful and happy.

In his eyes, this is his only advantage.

Although the cave will replenish the nutrients that his body needs, every time he returns to his body sweating profusely, he can always meet that smiling face.

"It's time to eat, and it's up to you. ”

Although he was not hungry, he ate enough every time.

"Bai Yi, I have never understood that I am not related to you by blood, right? Why did you not only take me in, but also teach me strength. ”

"Does blood really matter? In my eyes, you are all my children. ”

"Speaking of power, I would like to ask you, which of the powers you think you have learned is the strongest?" Bai Yi smiled slightly, but it was meaningful.

"Spirit Seal Armor, manipulate it, after all, I can get different Spirit Seal Skills by wearing different types of Spirit Seal Armor, and the artificial Spirit Seal Core has always been the most powerful place for me. If I can condense the spirit seal core myself, then I have one more spirit seal skill than a normal person!" "For Changfeng, who can't condense the spirit seal core, the spirit seal armor is a luxury to Changfeng in a certain sense.

"No, the strongest power lies in your heart. Bai Yi waved his hand and said.

"Heart? I say bluntly, can you not pretend to be mysterious. Changfeng rolled his eyes, although he had already regarded Bai Yi as an elder, Bai Yi always said something that made Changfeng feel that he was 。。。。。。 Forget it, sin and sin.

"This isn't an ethereal thing, remember the passive skill seal I passed down to you?"

"But since you passed it on to me two years ago, it has no effect at all!" Changfeng was very puzzled when he said this.

Although only rare high-level passive skills can be inherited, it also requires a high degree of adaptability to the passive skills.

For example, a passive skill mark that allows people to increase the intensity of consumption when consuming other people's spirit seal skills should not be passed on to a priest who has risen to the star level by healing his teammates.

When Bai Yi said that he wanted to pass on his passive technique seal to Changfeng, he secretly choked up and made Changfeng respect this senior who was only six or seven years old from the bottom of his heart.

He refused, he couldn't even condense the spirit seal core, so why let Bai Yi's kindness be exchanged for a joke?

But what he didn't expect was that he really succeeded, and with Bai Yi's encouragement, he successfully accepted the inheritance!

How weak can the passive skill seal of the master of Fushan be? Chang Feng happily felt the first and only passive skill mark in his history in various ways.

And then it turned out that, as if for him, there was no bonus at all!

Changfeng has tried many postures, and he almost even tried to be deliberately beaten when he was cultivating in the dark cave.

What bonuses don't ...

It also needs to carry a part of the spiritual power to maintain this passive skill seal for no reason.

The long wind wants to cry without tears.