At that moment, Nangong Xun closed his eyes and tried his best to avoid distracting thoughts, thinking about the mental method he said wholeheartedly, and after secretly practicing pranayama several times, he felt that the chaotic true qi in his body gradually calmed down, and he gradually ran in an orderly manner along his thoughts, although he still couldn't make a sound, his hands and feet began to slowly become conscious.

Nangong Xun was surprised and delighted, and before he knew it, he was already sweating profusely.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Ling Xiaofeng's relieved eyes, and Nangong Xun was grateful, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Ling Xiaofeng didn't have any strength in his whole body, and it took a long time before he said: "The little brother has a very high level of understanding, and he is a good material for practicing martial arts, the old man has taught you forty years of skill, you just need to concentrate on cultivation according to what I said, and you will definitely succeed in the future..."

Ling Xiaofeng had already fainted after saying that, Nangong Xun thought that he was going to be immortal, but he was sad and cried with his head in his heart, Feng'er pushed him and said, "The old man is just temporarily unconscious..."

Nangong was overjoyed, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to probe his snort, and sure enough, he was as angry as a gossamer, and he still had a breath!

Nangong Xun hugged him tightly, with thousands of thoughts in his heart, as if he had endless things to say when he woke up.

After a long time, Ling Xiaofeng slowly opened his eyes, his face was as pale as white paper, Nangong was looking for joy and sorrow, Feng'er cried: "Senior, you are awake!"

Ling Xiaofeng glanced at the two of them, but the corners of his mouth were smiling, and he said in a weak voice: "The old man was born with a hard life, and he didn't die so easily... I've been to the Imperial Tomb... It's just that I'm delirious by then... Can't remember the way... I just remember that there are caves... There is also a tomb guard ape at the entrance of the cave..."

Nangong was puzzled, Ling Xiaofeng pointed to the corpse of the Bigfoot not far away, and then said, "This divine ape has been guarding the tomb here for more than two hundred years... Ben is the guardian of the imperial tomb... It's the same as me, unfortunately it was the big... The big devil casts a demon spell... That's when I lost my mind... The reason why I'm fighting it... By no means trying to kill it... It's just that I can't bear to kill it, and the devil's evil skills are strong when they are strong... Only by consuming their own internal strength can they weaken the control of the demons... until all internal forces are lost..."

Feng'er was surprised, and then asked: "In this way, only by abolishing the internal force can we get rid of the control of the demons?"

Ling Xiaofeng shook his head and muttered, "Until all the internal forces are lost... Seven orifices bled to death..."

Feng'er was startled when she heard this, isn't the person who is recruited in her heart worse than dead?

In this way, this Ghost Martial Venerable is really vicious, cultivating these harmful evil skills, I don't know how many people have died because of this!

Nangong Xun was also in his heart, and then he understood why he had several great opportunities to kill with a sword when he was fighting with that divine ape, and he had never attacked this divine ape, and in the end, in order to save me, he had to make a killing move.

Nangong Xun felt even more guilty in his heart, the matter had come to this point, Nangong Xun had already understood the whole thing, but now that the god ape was dead, it could no longer be helped.

Nangong Xun was extremely ashamed, and couldn't help but sigh and said: "The predecessors kept the life of this divine ape, presumably because they wanted to consume the physical strength of this divine ape with their own internal force, until it was exhausted and got rid of the demonic nature and restored its nature, so that the location of the emperor's tomb could be recovered... It's all to blame for the impulsiveness of the juniors, and the big plans of the seniors have been empty!"

Ling Xiaofeng's breath weakened as he ran out of oil, and his lips moved when he opened his mouth, as if he had something to say.

Nangong Xun leaned his ear to his mouth, he was already speechless, but he used his last bit of strength as if he wanted to take something out of his arms, and suddenly his arm sank and he died.