He thought about it and resolutely couldn't make a bird......

However, Bu Lanshui said in the morning that she had also condensed into internal breath, and there would be no problems in this room, Zhao Feng took advantage of the fact that Elder Baimei was not paying attention, and secretly glanced at Bu Lanshui, and saw that Bu Lanshui closed his eyes tightly and pinched his handprints seriously, but the small smile on his lips was obviously only a gesture.

A day passed like this, and what made Elder Baimei a little disappointed was that none of the disciples had succeeded in condensing his inner breath, but Li Bin told him that he had already felt the aura, which made him more gratified. He didn't think that any of his disciples could form a single day, after all, there were too few of them in one day, and there were only a few of them in the whole continent.

The next day, there were still no disciples who succeeded in condensing.

Four days passed in the non-stop attempt, and the surrounding disciples were a little depressed, but Elder Baimei comforted them in time, this is normal, it takes about half a month for normal monks to condense, and it is only four days not to be too arrogant.

When Zhao Feng heard this, he seemed to understand why his master told him not to be proud......

It was three days before he went to find Xiao Nanke, Zhao Feng went out early, took the token and went to Xiaojian Pavilion, no accident Xiao Nanke was still sleeping, but this time Zhao Feng pushed the door and was not hindered.

Although Zhao Feng jumped out of the way a little, he was still a respectful teacher, and he didn't bother Xiao Nanke, who was still sleeping, and walked to the book wall by himself, and last time he seemed to find that the books here from his master were not only books such as exercises, but also many miscellaneous books.

What mortal story books, mountains and rivers, all books.

"Is it pretty?" Zhao Feng found a miscellaneous notebook and read it with relish, Leng Buding heard a voice from behind, his hand shook, and the book was almost thrown out.

Turning his head, he saw that Xiao Nanke was already standing behind him and looking at him with a smile, Zhao Feng blushed, and then greeted with a smile: "Morning master." ”

Xiao Nanke snorted twice, he couldn't see the joy and anger, Zhao Feng's brain began to turn sharply, wanting to find a reason to change the topic, and aimed at the ring on his hand, only then did he think that there seemed to be an egg in the ring, and he wanted to ask his master last time but didn't ask.

Hurriedly took out an egg and showed it to Xiao Nanke: "Master, Master, do you know what this is." ”

Xiao Nanke was really attracted by the egg in Zhao Feng's hand, although he knew that Zhao Feng was deliberately looking for a topic, but the things he took out really interested him.

took it from Zhao Feng's hand, played left and right, and asked casually, "Qianxing, that you brought back?" ”

Zhao Feng nodded, and the more Xiao Nanke looked at it, the more serious his expression became.

Putting the egg on the table and starting to draw books from the book wall, Zhao Feng saw that the book wall in front of him seemed to come alive, and hundreds of books surrounded Xiao Nanke.

It took three moments for the books to return to their place, but Xiao Nanke still had a serious face, and it was obvious that the answer he got made him very dissatisfied.

Xiao Nanke sat down at the low table again, poked the egg, and Zhao Feng walked over with a cautious face: "Master, what is the origin of this egg......

Xiao Nanke shook his head, turned his head to look at Zhao Feng, and suddenly nodded with a smile.

Zhao Feng was confused by Xiao Nanke's series of actions.

Xiao Nanke smiled and said, "Come to apprentice grandson, stretch out your hand." ”

Although Zhao Feng knew that his master must have thought of something...... It's not a good thing, but my own teacher can't pit my own children.

Zhao Feng honestly stretched out his hand, and then saw Xiao Nanke's fingers slip on his hand, Zhao Feng was a little puzzled, but he felt that the ice was cold and cold on his hand, and before he could ask, the next moment, the place where he crossed turned into a huge opening, and blood flowed......

Seeing this, Zhao Feng exclaimed: "It's really a pit for your own children......"

Xiao Nanke: "......"

Zhao Feng looked at his bleeding hands.

Xiao Nanke looked at his apprentice grandson, watching his blood drip onto the stall made of the seventh-order phantom bear skin that he had managed to obtain......

Zhao Feng turned his head and winked at Xiao Nanke in confusion.

Xiao Nanke scratched the back of his head with a smile and handed the egg in his hand to Zhao Feng's bleeding hands.

Then Zhao Feng saw that his blood was no longer flowing, to be precise, he was sucked away by the egg in his hand.

This egg seemed to be a bottomless pit that could not be satisfied, Zhao Feng already felt that there was no blood in his arm, and a large amount of ischemia made him hear the sound of his heart beating.

Zhao Feng felt that half of the blood in his body had gone to this egg, if he hadn't turned on the inner breath vortex aura to maintain his consciousness, he would have fainted from excessive blood loss.

The last thing Zhao Feng saw in his impression was that the skin of the egg slowly appeared blood-colored lines, and then his consciousness was gone.

When Zhao Feng woke up again, the moonlight was already paved outside the window, and the egg was beside him, and when he saw the book wall, he knew that he was still at Shigong's, but this time he was not treated so well, and he did not sleep on the big bed, but on the soft collapse on the side.

Zhao Feng rolled over and fell asleep again.

When he woke up the next day, Xiao Nanke was still sitting in his old place reading a book, and Zhao Feng struggled to sit up, and the large amount of blood loss still made him feel very vulnerable.

Xiao Nanke didn't raise his head: "Awake?" When you wake up, go back quickly. You've been asleep for almost two days. ”

Zhao Feng shook his head: "It's been two days?" ”

Xiao Nanke sighed and continued to read the book.

Zhao Feng thought of something and hurriedly asked, "Master Lei Jue...... Can I cultivate? ”

Now that the Inner Breath Vortex is cultivating every day, the sword technique itself cannot be used now, and the rest of the thunder technique is not known if it can be practiced.

Xiao Nanke raised his head this time and muttered, Yes, but you can only practice the first trick, and before I agree to fix the second trick, you can only practice the first trick.

Although Zhao Feng didn't know why Xiao Nanke said this, he still nodded honestly.

Xiao Nanke continued: "One trick is not so difficult, if you can't ask me again." ”

Zhao Feng said that he knew, and then turned around and prepared to leave.

Xiao Nanke said: "Wait a minute. ”

Zhao Feng turned around and saw Xiao Nanke throwing the egg that sucked his blood over, Zhao Feng hurriedly reached out to catch it, Xiao Nanke continued: "Put it well, it's a good thing." ”

Zhao Feng waited for Xiao Nanke to continue, but he didn't expect Xiao Nanke to stop saying this sentence and continue to read his book.

Zhao Feng was helpless, and left after another move.

This time, when I returned to Vientiane Courtyard, there was no one in the house looking for trouble, the whole house was quiet, even An Cheng sat quietly on his bed, pinching his hand and trying to open the spirit.

Chu Wuguo is not in the house, probably still in the Taichu Courtyard, Zhao Feng looked around, thinking about going back to the Tianshan Mountain to take a look, but he still dispelled this thought, he was already a disciple of the Vientiane Academy, except for special circumstances, he still had to abide by the rules here.