Feng Ling understood everything back then, his fists tightened, and he was determined to make the people who participated in this matter pay a heavy price, and when the nine-colored light problem on his body was temporarily suppressed, he said goodbye to his parents and returned to his room.

In the past thirteen years, there has only been a Martial Dao Realm Double Heaven Cultivation, Feng Ling has not given up on himself, but has always believed that as long as he continues to work hard, his physical condition will definitely be solved, and at that time, his cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

Go your own way, try it boldly.

Feng Ling sighed, he was very nostalgic for the ten years he had been with the Crane Fairy, but the Crane Fairy left after sending himself back to the Wind Clan, leaving only Feng Ling if he wanted to find her, and he was strong enough to find her.

"Hey...... Sister Crane Fairy, I will definitely work hard to cultivate and improve my cultivation, I must go to you!"

Feng Ling's eyes were full of determination and expectation. In order to improve his cultivation and to be able to meet the Crane Fairy again, Feng Ling decided to work hard to cultivate.

Cultivating and cultivating, Feng Lingpan sat on the bed in the room, and according to the method taught to him by the crane fairy in the previous years, he pinched the seal and meditated, sensing the existence of aura in the air.

Since the nine-colored light in his body was temporarily suppressed, Feng Ling was no longer worried, so he boldly sensed the situation in the Spirit Palace.

Time was slowly passing, and I don't know how long it took, suddenly, Feng Ling was completely stunned, he saw a nine-colored jade plate in his spirit palace, carved from jade, round and crystal clear.

"Nine-colored jade plate, how can there be a plate in my spirit palace?"

Feng Ling only had the cultivation of the Martial Dao Realm Double Heaven, so he naturally saw that the Spirit Palace was empty, and the aura was pitiful, and the little aura that he had finally absorbed was lingering in the nine-colored jade plate, and it was merging into the nine-colored jade plate at a subtle speed.

The nine-colored jade plate was the same as the nine-colored light that overflowed from time to time in the body, and Feng Ling judged that this must be the plate formed by the condensation of the nine-colored light.

"I'm ...... I'll just say why the aura I have worked so hard to cultivate and absorb disappears, it turns out that this ghost thing is doing something!"

Feng Ling struggled desperately on the bed, trying to force the nine-colored jade plate out of his body, but no matter how hard he tried, he was sweating profusely, and the nine-colored jade plate in the Spirit Palace was as steady as Mount Tai, and it did not move.

"I#¥@&......"

Feng Ling cursed for a while, he was usually calm, but after knowing the truth, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

After many temptations, he still had no way to take the nine-colored jade plate, so he didn't care, with the cultivation of the Ancestor Martial King Realm, he couldn't do anything about the nine-colored light, and the plate formed now would definitely be even more difficult to handle.

"It seems that you can only work hard to cultivate, and look at the situation, I don't believe that you will not be full like a bottomless pit?"

Feng Ling regained his anger and continued to cultivate even harder.

"However, I don't have any great martial arts, it seems that ......"

At this moment, the nine-colored jade disk in the Spirit Palace trembled.

The next moment, Feng Ling only felt that a huge amount of information was rushing into his mind, and a mysterious scroll painted with nine patterns appeared in his mind, and the cover was four ancient words, like a natural sermon. He didn't know these four ancient characters, but the ancient characters seemed to have a rhyme, and when he thought about these four ancient characters, they suddenly became the words he knew.

Divine Flower Secret Technique!

The four words are very domineering, and Feng Ling was shocked, this seems to be an ancient secret technique, and the nine-colored jade plate actually contains a secret martial arts.

Trying to turn the first page, Feng Ling was stunned.

The first page is the introduction of the Divine Flower Secret Technique, the Divine Flower Secret Technique has a total of nine secrets, corresponding to the Nine Divine Flowers, and the Divine Flower Secret Technique is also known as the Nine Secrets of the Divine Flower.

The Divine Flower Secret Technique is arranged according to the ranking of the Divine Flower, and the further you go, the more powerful the Secret Technique becomes.

The nine secret techniques are named after the nine divine flowers, namely Snow Princess, Butterfly Dance, Liuli, Bright Moon, Purple Yun, Ziyang, Fusang, Yutang, and Tianxuan.

Once the secret art of the Divine Flower is fully mastered, the Nine Divine Flowers will be gathered, and they will be invincible in the world, spanning the ancient and modern future.

"What? Every time you break through a realm, you can only open one kind of secret art scripture, and you have to reach the tenth level of Divine Flower Affinity?"

Feng Ling's face was full of black lines, under such harsh conditions, the Divine Flower Affinity was level ten, and it had been difficult for him to cultivate for thirteen years, where did the Divine Flower Affinity come from?

Feng Ling continued to look back, the first secret method Snow Princess, in addition, the back scrolls, all blank paper.

After recovering his mood, Feng Ling was overjoyed, and it was worth rejoicing that the first arcane scripture could be seen clearly.

"Although my Shenhua affinity may be very low-level, I'm idle anyway, I'm idle, try it!"

The scriptures were difficult to understand, and it took him just a few hundred words and an hour before he could barely grasp a little.

According to the arcane scriptures, Feng Ling gathered his strength and slowly urged it, trying to evolve slowly.

Two hours have passed, and it is still difficult to practice, but Feng Ling firmly believes that he can always practice, and still does not give up, and works hard to persevere.

Just as he was about to withdraw, suddenly, he sensed that the aura in the air gradually cleared, and more and more, at an extremely fast speed, towards his limbs and hundreds of bones merged into his body.

"Haha, could it be that my Divine Flower Affinity is the highest level ten?"

Feng Ling was ecstatic in his heart, but then, for a while, he wondered, why had it been difficult to break through the cultivation in the past thirteen years, whether the conditions of the Divine Flower Secret Technique were true or false, he had doubts for a while.

Bang!

In Feng Ling's Spirit Palace, the nine-colored jade plate rotated by itself, like a dragon, opening its mouth wide and devouring the spiritual energy frantically.

"Bastard...... Stop!"

Seeing such a scene, Feng Ling almost couldn't control it and went crazy, and shouted at the jade plate in his heart.

The nine-colored jade plate stopped, as if he understood what Feng Ling said.

Bang!

When Feng Ling was about to laugh happily, the nine-colored jade disk spun again, faster and faster than before, faster and faster, and the surrounding aura also surged towards the nine-colored jade disk even more frantically.

"Nima ......"

Feng Ling was speechless for a while, crying and laughing, no matter how he tried to stop the nine-colored jade plate, the nine-colored jade plate seemed to be against him, absorbing the aura more and more frantically.

"Divine Flower Secret Technique, give me another swallow!"

Feng Ling made up his mind, and jerkily used the Divine Flower Secret Technique to frantically absorb the surrounding aura, he didn't believe that the nine-colored jade plate would not always pretend to be dissatisfied.

He was unwilling to be bullied by the nine-colored jade plate like this, thus depriving him of his aura.

Ten days have passed in a blink of an eye, and in these ten days, Feng Ling has spent almost all of his time in cultivation, and the Snow Princess Chapter of the Divine Flower Secret Art has become more and more proficient and sophisticated.

Ten days of cultivation, although the nine-colored jade plate in Feng Ling's body did not absorb the aura as frantically as a few days ago, under the devouring of the Feng Ling Divine Flower Secret Technique, the aura poured into it crazily, but there seemed to be no sign of saturation.

Feng Ling cursed.

Thankfully, when the nine-colored jade plate absorbs the aura, it will miss some aura, of course, Feng Ling feels that the aura that is omitted and integrated into the spirit palace is far less pure than that integrated into the nine-colored jade plate.

Feng Ling gradually adapted to the perverted situation of the nine-colored jade plate, and now due to the aura that the nine-colored jade plate absorbed and missed out of the aura, Feng Ling's cultivation has improved a lot, and he is already the peak cultivation of the martial arts realm.

Feng Ling was thinking that if he cultivated so quickly and refined again, he might have broken the shackles of cultivation difficulty, and at this time, a faint smile finally appeared on Feng Ling's face.

Even Feng Ling himself didn't know that in the center of the nine-colored jade plate, there was a vague flower-shaped qi pillar, looming.

The next day, when Feng Ling woke up from his sleep, the sky was already bright, and he remembered the situation of his cultivation last night, and he smiled bitterly.

However, soon, Feng Ling sat cross-legged on the bed, his hands formed the seal knot of cultivation, and he entered the state of cultivation, he discovered the benefits of the Divine Flower Secret Technique, and when he cultivated, he naturally wanted to let the Divine Flower Secret Technique play its greatest role.

"Get out of the ......"

"Bang ......"

Feng Ling was about to get up after finishing his cultivation, when there was a noise outside, and then suddenly there was a crisp sound, and a girl in white slammed open the door and smashed in front of Feng Ling, disheveled.

"Ah...... Poof......"

The girl couldn't help it, her right hand was on the ground, her left hand was on her chest, and a mouthful of blood spit out, staining the clothes on her chest red.

"Young master, they ......"

The girl's face was full of pain, and she pointed to the people in front of the door with her left hand, but before she could speak, she had already fainted.

This girl is Feng Ling's personal sword servant Meng Yirou, Feng Ling hurriedly picked up Meng Yirou and put her on the bed, stood up to see what happened!

"If you don't know what is alive or dead, you dare to stop Young Master Ben!" came from outside the door.

"Bang ......"

There was another sound, and a door in the room where Feng Ling lived directly split in half and smashed in front of Feng Ling.

Feng Ling's door was completely kicked open, and a young man in blue stood outside the door, about fifteen years old.

The young man in blue, with his head held high, his hands clasped in front of his chest, looked at Feng Ling with disdain in his eyes.

"Feng Ling, a little mongrel, a waste one, also wants to be a young master, and he can't do it himself. ”

"Yes, it's just a waste, and I dare to take the position of the young master from the young master, what a feeling!"

Behind the young man in blue, there were three subordinates, and the three of them echoed with each other.

The blue-clothed young man's name is Feng Chen, the son of the Great Elder of the Wind Clan, fifteen years old, the Eight Heavens of the Martial Arts Realm, and the first person in the younger generation of the family.

Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself about the position of the young master, he had never heard of it, and it was none of his business at all.

"Fengchen, what are you doing, looking for death, I don't know what the position of the young master is!"

"Ahem......"

On the bed, Feng Ling Sword Servant Meng Yirou woke up, covered her left hand on her chest, and sat up with difficulty.

"Yirou, are you okay? Don't be afraid, whoever dares to touch you, I will kill whoever you want!"

Feng Ling fed Meng Yirou some healing medicine, her eyes softened a lot, in the entire Feng Clan, since he returned to the family three years ago, although he is the son of the patriarch Feng Xiaotian, but most of the clansmen think of what happened thirteen years ago, they think that they are the disaster star of the Wind Clan, and they are quite excluded in the family.

Thirteen years ago, Feng Ling was born, attracting many foreign powerhouses, and the Feng Clan suffered countless casualties, bringing the pain of losing relatives to many people.

Most of the clansmen don't like Feng Ling, some people want to drive Feng Ling out of the Feng Clan, and even worse, they will organize some people to kill Feng Ling in secret.

Feng Ling became the disaster star of the family and became the target of everyone, he was deeply humiliated and suppressed after only three years of returning to the family, but Meng Yirou, this thin little girl, has not left for three years.

"Hmm!"

Meng Yirou's big eyes were very clear, she covered her chest, her face was pale, tears were left from her cheeks, but she looked at the young man in front of her shyly.

Hearing Feng Ling's arrogant and domineering words, Feng Chen's eyes froze.