The legend of the Ten Great Artifacts has a long history, and it has been passed down from generation to generation among the cultivators and people of the Shenwu Continent.

However, apart from legends and myths, there has never been a real record or experience.

For 10,000 years, it would be even more fantastical to say that someone has owned or seen it.

Over time, it is not so much a memory of inheritance, but more like a dream of people's Nanke.

Now that I heard Feng Chengcheng say that this was her personal space, how could this make Biluo Huangquan not surprised.

This is comparable to the existence of the ten great artifacts of the ancients.

"The princess's atonement is not that we are short-sighted, but the princess has given too many surprises." It was only after the half-ringing sound that the yellow spring regained his senses, and half-knelt to make amends.

"Get up."

"You don't have to kneel here and there, I let you kneel for so long in the side hall before, it's just to let you learn to be flexible." Feng Chengcheng looked at Biluo Huangquan and knelt down again, his scalp was numb for a while, and after calling the two of them up, he took the trouble to re-emphasize his ideal mode of getting along with his subordinates.

"So, do you know how you will have fellowship with me in the future?" After a while, Feng Qingcheng looked at the two people who were still half-kneeling on the ground with a smile, meaning something.

Do unto others as you would have them do to you.

She has gold under her knees, and naturally hopes that Biluo Huangquan, Hongchen Zimo, and they will live frankly.

"Princess Xie, we understand." Biluo Huangquan's heart warmed when he heard this, and he slowly stood up.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" For the two of them to react so quickly and adjust their state, Feng Chengcheng was very satisfied.

"Not yet." Biluo Huangquan shook his head.

The two of them secretly sneered, the stimulus they received today was a bit big, and if they asked again, it would be better if Feng Qicheng didn't say anything, if they showed a monstrous ability, they were all afraid that they would collapse because they were useless.

Thinking about it, now that I have followed Feng Chengcheng, I am always with me and serve him, so it is naturally a long time to come.

Time is the best touchstone, even if they still have thousands of questions and doubts in their hearts, they choose to leave these doubts and puzzles to time.

I believe that in the future, they will be able to find the answer they want.

"Now that you're done asking, let me ask you some questions." Feng Chengcheng nodded at the two of them to show his understanding, and quickly put forward his thoughts with a smile.

The opportunity has been given to you, and it is up to you whether you can catch it or not.

"Princess, but it doesn't hurt to say it." Hearing that Feng Chengcheng had a question to ask himself, Biluo Huangquan was very excited, but he was also a valuable person, right?

"Do you know why I want you to come?" Half-ringing, Feng Chengcheng looked at the two of them, and smiled unfathomably.

"We used to think that the princess had taken a fancy to the potential and ability of the chief killer of our Zhannan Palace, but now we really don't know." Biluo Huangquan spoke in a muffled voice.

"You're right, I do fancy your abilities."

"It was, and it still is." Feng Chengcheng's little hand was raised, and he generously gave the two of them a reassuring pill.

"This, we are far from the strength of the princess." Listening to Fengfeng Allure admit frankly, he still takes a fancy to them now, Biluo Huangquan's face is happy, and after the joy, there is a strong apprehension.

"Do you know that the ruler is short and the inch is long?"

"Have you ever heard that two fists are no match for four hands? No matter how good I am and how hard I work, I am just one person after all. ”

"Do you know that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky?"

"Even if you are inferior to me now, you must not be foolish."

Feng Tingcheng finished saying a lot of chicken soup in one breath, the big truth, he had a share of a plaque for himself, and the book was full of four big characters of Xinglin.

"Thank you, princess, we will live up to the princess's expectations."

The great truth of Feng Tilting City is obviously what Biluo Huangquan needs most after being deeply shocked by Feng Tilting City.

The two of them smiled gratefully at Feng Qingcheng, and at the same time secretly made up their minds to continuously improve themselves and swore to follow them.

"Now that you understand, then I won't say more, we still have a long time to run in and understand in the future, and we will have a long time to come." The awareness of the chat and edification was almost the same, and Feng Tiancheng breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really not something ordinary people do.

"Here are some of the training methods I draw in my spare time, you should familiarize yourself with them first, and I will show you myself later."

With a wave of Feng Chengcheng's small hand, the essence and training experience of killer training in the 21st century that he summarized arrived in the hands of Biluo Huangquan.

Biluo Huangquan took a look and was surprised.

This is a book of experience and sharing by veteran killers.

I have never seen such a combination of words, vivid painting style, and extremely detailed and accurate martial arts.

Originally, Biluo Huangquan was still puzzled by the wooden strips, hanging rings, soil slopes, and iron wires outside the drunken dream pavilion, but now combined with this album, the two have understood the purpose of those facilities.

If this is Feng Chengcheng's training methods and moves drawn in her idleness, then Feng Chengcheng's weird and tricky skills make sense.

Biluo Huangquan was surprised and admired, and silently gestured while watching, and ran his mental power, and even recorded the pictures with words and explanations in the sea of knowledge.

Feng Chengcheng was eating purple grapes, and at the same time, he looked at his manuscript with a smile and studied his manuscript very seriously, not Biluo Huangquan who was approving and excited, but he was silent.

Although I am a little bit stupid and enjoy myself in time, there are differences in the aesthetics of the gentleman, but it is very studious, isn't it?

After Feng Chengcheng put a whole plate of purple cherries into his stomach, he felt that his lack of physical strength had improved, and the baby's body, as if there was another space inside, would be hungry from time to time, and he would have to eat a lot from time to time.

This is a disguised satisfaction of Feng Qicheng's appetite.

After eating the purple cherry, Feng Qicheng took out the grapes again.

Rolling his eyes while eating, no, I will prepare a little more meat and pastries in the drunken dream Xiaoxie in the future.

finally threw himself into the emperor's family, and it was too hard to be a vegetarian every day.

When Feng Qicheng saw that the grapes had also been eaten, Biluo Huangquan slowly raised his head.

"How does it feel?" Feng Qingcheng asked with a smile.

Whether it is in the past life or now, Feng Qingcheng likes to laugh for no reason.

People have a myriad of emotions, which can be roughly divided into joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

People also have a myriad of mid-facial expressions.

Of all the facial expressions, Feng Chengcheng's favorite is laughter.

There are many kinds of laughter, and it is also very useful.

When you are sad, your smile can make you strong for a moment.

When you are lost, your laughter can heal you instantly.

When you are happy, your laughter and wordlessness are contagious, conveying your joy to others.

Laughter is actually the best mask of man.

"Concise, insightful, subtle, and not flashy enough, it is very practical to attract blood and only attack the key points." Biluo Huangquan told the truth.

"In that case, I'll show you the training of the manuscript myself later."

Feng Qingcheng's mind moved, and the three of them had already come to the training equipment.

"Let's use this to keep time."

I don't know where Difeng Chengcheng found a very thin incense, and with a movement of his wrist, the incense was already burning.

"There's only one demo, so remember it." Feng Qingcheng's wrist moved, and Luo Xia's clothes had changed from the original chest-length Confucian group to a short shirt that was convenient for training.

"Yes," Biluo Huangquan said when he heard it.

In an instant, Feng Qicheng's figure rushed out like a sharp sword.

Single-plank bridges, steel wire mesh, soil slopes, rings, horizontal bars and other large and small training facilities, all in one go.

The speed was so fast that Biluo Huangquan was dumbfounded.

The two of them unconsciously looked at the fine incense lit by Feng Chengcheng, and the fine incense was only a quarter of the burning.

"Can you see clearly?" Feng Chengcheng looked at the burning incense, burning a quarter of its length, which was already twice the speed that he had slowed down in order to take care of Biluo Huangquan.

"See clearly."

"That's good, I'll give you a copy of these sandbags." Feng Chengcheng took out his treasured iron sand sandbag.

"What is this?" Biluo Huangquan stretched out a hand to take it.

As soon as I got my hand, I was immediately frightened by the weight of the sandbag, and quickly stretched out another hand, and the left and right hands worked together to ensure that the sandbag did not fall.

Quietly looked at Feng Tingcheng, who had just handed over the sandbag to him without much effort, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

He looked at Feng Qicheng's thin arms and legs again.

Is it so powerful?

Such a princess is so terrifying, she is so powerful now, and I don't know what husband will be able to surrender or get the favor of Her Royal Highness the princess who starred in the future.

You don't have to think about it to know that the future master of the horse must be more perverted and scheming than the princess. Otherwise, there is no power to resist in front of the princess.

Feng Chengcheng didn't know that invisibly, she had become King Kong Lori in Biluo Huangquan's heart. He also looked at the sandbag in Biluo Huangquan's hand with a look of regret.

Biluo Huangquan is really lucky, the sandbags you get are all brand new, not like Jun Wushuang, the sandbags you got when you train are all used by yourself.

Thinking about it, Feng Qingcheng waved his finger and pointed to a dry of equipment in the Mixed Metaverse, "I have already drawn the drawings of the equipment required for training, and I will ask my father to find a mansion for me to place these equipment and training facilities later." ”

"For the next three months, you don't need to do anything, just train and strengthen yourself according to the training methods I demonstrated earlier and in my manuscript."

"Yes." Biluo Huangquan heard the words and said that it only took a quarter of the time for Feng Chengcheng to complete a complete set of training just now, even if Feng Tingcheng didn't say it, they all wanted to try it.

"It's a ten-kilogram iron sand bag, and you'll be strapped to your lap when you start training later." Feng Tingcheng pointed to the sandbag in Biluo Huangquan's hand and added.

Biluo Huangquan swept the sandbag in his hand when he heard this, thinking about the feasibility and difficulty of carrying this thing to complete the training action that Feng Chengcheng had just demonstrated.

"Before the new mansion is built, you can tie these sandbags and practice in the Mixed Metaverse in the future."

"Yes, Princess." Biluo Huangquan nodded.

"During your training in the Mixed Metaverse, I will give you food and clothing."