"You can give me the Yuan Stone for cultivation, and I can also learn the exercises?" Zhao Feng asked.

Wan Yan Heng seemed to have achieved some kind of purpose, and said with a leisurely smile: "This is natural, as long as you can join the Dragon Pavilion." "I want to join the Dragon Pavilion, I want Yuanshi, and I want exercises." Zhao Feng didn't hide his thoughts, as for why Wan Yan Heng wanted him to join the Dragon Pavilion so much, Zhao Feng didn't think of this question at all.

At this moment, Wan Yanling broke into the door, only to see her looking at her father with an unkind face.

"Why did you let this stupid boy enter the Dragon Pavilion? Isn't it the Yuanshi Exercise, if you don't enter the Dragon Pavilion, you should also give it to him. Wan Yanling thought that Zhao Feng had entered the Dragon Pavilion, and she was afraid that if she didn't have time to accompany her in the future, she would feel lonely, so she didn't agree with Zhao Feng entering the Dragon Pavilion.

Wan Yan Heng naturally noticed Wan Yan Ling's arrival, but he did not expose it.

"Zhao Feng is a good seedling, entering the Dragon Pavilion can allow him to get a higher level of training, and he has already agreed."

"But ......" Wan Yanling naturally heard Zhao Feng agree, and didn't know how to refute it, "It's just not good, it's just not good, you can't enter the Dragon Pavilion." ”

"Ling'er, don't mess around." Wan Yanheng frowned slightly.

"Since I have promised to join the Dragon Pavilion, I will join, and I will not break my promise." Zhao Feng said seriously and told the two of them.

"Then I'm going to join the Dragon Pavilion too." Wan Yanling knew that the matter had been decided, so he changed his method.

"No, don't say you're a woman, just because you're my daughter, you can't join the Dragon Pavilion, and if you have a case, what should I do?" Wan Yan Heng refused.

"I don't care, I don't care."

Wan Yan Heng was afraid that she would get sick, so he immediately whispered softly: "Okay, okay, I let him enter the Dragon Pavilion to experience him, besides, he didn't leave here." ”

Zhao Feng didn't know why Wan Yan Ling insisted on entering the Dragon Pavilion, but since Wan Yan Heng didn't let her in, it naturally made sense, this person who was the number one in the world, Zhao Feng always felt that he had a convincing feeling.

Wan Yan Heng and Wan Yan Ling went out, and before Wan Yan Heng left, he asked Zhao Feng to "prepare and prepare." ”

In the evening, Wan Yanling came alone, Zhao Feng, didn't want to hear the sound of the door opening.

Zhao Feng saw that the person who came was Wan Yanling, and he didn't know what she was here for, but when he saw her, he was really cute.

It's been a long time.

"The way you were surprised just now is beautiful."

When Wan Yanling heard this, he felt very sweet in his heart, and said: "The country is beautiful and fragrant, and it looks good at any time." Frowning as he spoke, "Let me ask you, did you really decide to go to the Dragon Pavilion?" ”

"Hmm."

"You stupid boy knows uh-huh, when you enter the Dragon Pavilion in the future, where will you have the kung fu to accompany me?" Wan Yan Ling complained.

"And the pavilion master is with you." Zhao Feng was puzzled and said truthfully.

This made Wanyan Ling angry and didn't know what to do, so he had to pinch his arm fiercely, "You stupid boy, I still pray to God to bless you every day, I'm worried about you for so long." ”

After Zhao Feng came back, after seeing Yan Ling, he did find that she was a lot haggard, and thought she was sick, but now it seems that she may be worried.

After all, Zhao Feng is in the middle of the day after tomorrow, his physical fitness is strong, and he does not feel pain.

"Did it hurt you?" Wan Yanling came to his senses, and he seemed to have exerted a little too much.

"It doesn't hurt."

Wan Yan Ling remembered that he was angry on the Yuan Festival, don't look around, and said quietly: "I am annoyed when I say annoyed, my temperament is very bad, isn't it?" ”

Zhao Feng saw her turn her head sideways, and when Zhao Feng saw her like this, he only felt reluctant in his heart, and his heart softened instantly.

"It's not."

"On the day of the Shangyuan Festival, I was angry with you, but you still looked for the tears of the grassland for me, am I very unreasonable?"

Zhao Feng remembered that Yan Ling was angry that day, but he couldn't stop coughing, which really startled him.

Zhao Feng was still very happy to see Yan Ling wearing the Tears of the Prairie.

The breeze hit, but after seeing Yan Ling, the long black hair was gently blowing in the wind, and in a trance, Zhao Feng couldn't help but say, "It's so beautiful." ”

"Really?" Wanyan Lingfang's heart was overjoyed, and she couldn't help but look back.

Zhao Feng came back and nodded, "Hmm." ”

Wanyan Lingchun was coquettish: "The silly boy knows how to talk nonsense." He scolded in his mouth, but there was a happy look on his face.

Zhao Feng saw this beautiful smile, like a spring, and couldn't help but think, how could there be such a beauty in the world?

At this time, Zhao Feng blurred in his mind about the appearance of Xiaolan, Zhang Rongxue and others in Shanhai City, and when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't even think of it anymore.

Zhao Feng said to himself from the bottom of his heart: Sure enough, I am a fool...... A few days have passed, Wan Yan Ling often comes to Zhao Feng, and after that night, Wan Yan Ling is closer to Zhao Feng.

On this day, Wan Yanheng came to Zhao Feng's residence.

Zhao Feng naturally knew that the purpose of Yan Heng's coming should be for the so-called Dragon Pavilion.

"Let me make it clear to you first, if you want to enter the Dragon Pavilion, you must first pass through the door of life and death, this is the rule that has been established since the establishment of the Dragon Pavilion, but if you are kind to my daughter, this matter will be avoided, and I am here today to bring you into the Dragon Pavilion."

When Zhao Feng heard the "Gate of Life and Death", he was a little curious, "What is the Gate of Life and Death?" ”

Wan Yan Heng was stunned for a moment, but quickly returned to his usual appearance.

"The people in the Dragon Pavilion are divided into two kinds: dragon attendants and ordinary guards, dragon attendants are people with exquisite martial arts and superior strength, ordinary guards only need to work hard, and they are guards, and they have almost no hope of becoming dragon attendants in their lives. The people of Dajin are proud to be dragon servants. But before that, if you want to become a dragon attendant, you must first enter a place, and after a life-and-death struggle, only one person comes out alive and can become a dragon attendant. This is the door of life and death. ”

Zhao Feng sank slightly.

Wan Yan Heng continued: "Of course, for you, I can make an exception for you to become a dragon attendant directly. ”

But Zhao Feng didn't know what was wrong, so he refused.

"I want to try the door of life and death!"

Wan Yan Heng suddenly became serious, looked at Zhao Feng seriously, and asked solemnly, "Are you serious?" ”

"Hmm." Zhao Feng replied, he never regretted what he said.

"Why? Can you tell me why? ”

"I don't know." Zhao Feng really didn't know how to say it, he just said it like that.

Wan Yan Heng was also used to Zhao Feng's stupid appearance sometimes, so he just reminded again: "If you regret it now, it's still too late." ”

"What I've said won't change."

"Okay, I'll take you to the door of life and death."

……

Outside the capital, Wan Yan Heng took Zhao Feng to a hidden place.

There is an empty courtyard here, only to see that the courtyard is short, and the houses in the wall are also high and low, which is like a cloud of mud with the grandeur of the palace, so that he enters.

But I saw that in the courtyard hall, there were five people sitting or standing, all dressed up, and no one spoke, and the situation was a little weird.

Seeing Yan Heng's arrival, they all stood up and shouted in unison: "Pavilion master." ”

Wan Yan Heng waved his hand, "These are the dragon attendants in the Dragon Pavilion. "It's an introduction to Zhao Feng.

When everyone saw Zhao Feng beside Wan Yan Heng, they naturally heard that this person had saved Wan Yan Ling, and even found the Tears of the Prairie, which could be brought by the pavilion master personally, and they couldn't help but glance at Zhao Fenggao.

"Since you want to break through the door of life and death, I won't stop you, first tell you the rules, once you enter the door of life and death, life and death have no basis! When fighting, let go of a fight, whether it is life or death, but it is up to fate, if you die, I am afraid that Ling'er will have trouble with me. ”

Wan Yan Heng turned around and said, "Open the door." ”

A dragon attendant picked up the key steadily, opened the door, and saw that there were already five people in the door.

Among the five, the most conspicuous is a tall man. A lean middle-aged man in his forties, his eyes burning like lightning. There was also a grinning fat monk with a nonchalant look on his face. There was also a thin man like a peasant in the country, walking back and forth in the house, his face agitated. There was also a thin young man, squatting sideways in the dark, quietly looking down at the ground, as if he was asleep.

Long Shisen's cold gaze roamed back and forth in the room, and the room fell silent, walked to the thin young man's side, and suddenly pushed it against the wall.

"Gege" sounded twice, and a dark hole appeared in the wall.

"There is a stone box hidden in this black room, and whoever gets the stone box at the end will be able to come out. Of course, whoever can get this stone box in the end depends on their ability. ”

When everyone heard the last sentence of the dragon servant, their hearts were tight. Suddenly, the peasant stopped and trembled.

"If you don't have the guts, you don't have to be strong!"

The villager suddenly shouted: "I want to go back, I want to go back...... and he hid his face and ran out of the house.

"If you're timid, it's too late to quit." The dragon squire snorted softly.

Zhao Feng walked in slowly, and his figure did not enter the darkness.

After Yan Heng and the five dragon attendants retreated, they closed the door, and when they closed the door, the dragon attendant reminded: "This room has a special formation blessing, even if it is the late day after tomorrow, it can't be broken for a moment, so you can fight with confidence." The door closed.

Wan Yan Heng's divine soul power was released, carefully observe everything inside, if it is necessary, he will save Zhao Feng as soon as possible, if he dies here, I don't know what will happen to my daughter?

He agreed with Zhao Feng to do this, and he also deliberately tested the strength of Zhao Feng in the school.

At the moment when the door closed, the middle-aged man glanced at Zhao Feng, and suddenly jumped in front of Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng only felt that the strong wind was coming in front of him, but it was the middle-aged man who slapped it.

"This guy has a lot of strength, and he is also a strong opponent in the middle of the day after tomorrow."

Zhao Feng's heart flashed, and he suddenly waved his palm to discharge, and the strong wind hunted and hunted, and he was already lucky, and he had ninety percent of his strength.

The middle-aged man wanted to force Zhao Feng back with one palm, but he didn't want Zhao Feng's figure to drift back and unload part of the power in his palm. He was in mid-air, unable to dodge, so he had to push it out, his palms intersected, and the middle-aged man only felt that his qi and blood were surging, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew upside down, falling heavily to the ground.

Zhao Feng saw him fall to the ground like a fallen leaf, and stepped forward.

As soon as the figure moved, he suddenly felt the golden wind blowing, and the middle-aged man suddenly waved out two rows of golden needles.

Seeing that the golden needle was extremely vicious and shot towards his head and face, the man Zhao Feng knew was pretending, and his heart was angry, with the heavenly stick in his hand, a fierce breath burst out, and the golden needle that was shocked flew back upside down, and pounced in front of the middle-aged man, the man screamed a few times, his body trembled and fell to the ground, and he couldn't survive.

Zhao Feng walked towards the middle of the house, but heard a scream from the front, but the strong man fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes protruding, and blood gushing out of his mouth and nose, obviously killing people with a heavy palm.

Zhao Feng's heart sank: "What a vicious method." ”

Step out, the light in the room is dim, and there is a stone box on the table in the middle, and the room is half gray and half dark in the subtle morning light.

The fat monk stood beside the table, staring at the thin young man at the other end of the table, his palms trembling slightly, as if he wanted to pounce, but after all, he didn't dare to act rashly.

The young man hid sideways in the shadows, silent, like a cold stone statue.

I don't know who killed the strong man.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng jumped up, probed his palm in mid-air and grabbed it, holding the stone box in the palm of his hand, grabbing it vertically, like a wooden eagle fighting a rabbit, and the thin young man couldn't help but sigh.

The fat monk laughed strangely, waved his big futon-like hand and grabbed him on the shoulder, and before the palm of his hand arrived, a fishy smell came to his nose.

Zhao Feng said in his heart: This is poisonous palm kung fu, according to the death of the strong man just now, it should be the young man who killed the strong man.

He flickered twice, avoiding the monk's two palms, and glanced at it in his busyness, only to see the young man's eyes shining in the gloomy corner, like a cheetah on standby, ready to pounce at any time.

Seeing that the monk attacked the third palm, Zhao Feng suddenly bullied forward, straightened up his iron shoulders and slammed into the monk.

The monk let out a low cry, took two steps back, screamed loudly, shook his body, and fell to the ground limply.

But it was the young man who took advantage of the fact that his heart was slightly divided after being attacked, and he rushed up like a charm and imprinted a palm on his back.

The monk seemed to be piling up his muscles and bones, and the young man had already rushed up like electricity, moving his palms like the wind, and clapping seven palms in a row towards Zhao Feng with great speed.

Zhao Feng held the stone box on his left, flew with his right palm, and when he saw the move, he felt that this young man's palm was weird, and his moves were extremely vicious.

Kankan dissolved the young man's six palms, seeing that the seventh palm was fierce and vicious, and the strong wind was like a mountain, Zhao Feng's heart suddenly rose with pride, and he hurriedly threw the stone box to the table, and his hands flipped quickly, holding the young man's palms tightly. The four palms were handed over, and both of them felt shocked by their breath.

Zhao Feng never expected to meet such a master in this dark room, so he hurriedly raised Qi Xi to ten percent, and shook the young man's body a few times. The young man knew that he was invincible, so Huo Di slumped down and sank his shoulders, making a trick to turn Zhao Feng's overwhelming strength away. Zhao Feng sighed, and his palms also drew a circle lightly, unfolding endless kung fu, and turning into a momentum with the situation.

In an instant, the two of them started like mud in the house, moved their palms like clouds, and walked a few steps quickly. The house trembled and seemed to collapse.

Although Zhao Feng had the upper hand, the young man's exercises were really strange and wonderful, and it was still difficult to perform miracles for a while.

……。

According to the level of proficiency, the exercises can be divided into entering the hall, integrating into the room, being superb, and reaching the peak.

If it is said that the cultivation of entering the hall is three or four percent, then the integration is six or seven percent, the supernatural is eight or ninety percent, and the peak is ten percent.