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Chapter 113: New Skills (Part II)

There was silence around no one, and the cold prison palace was a little speechless, but driven by his character, he didn't think about anything else, and after being familiar with it in a place for a while, he was still able to adapt to everything around him, and he couldn't help but have some curiosity about the black box that smashed his head before.

'What the hell is this thing?'

With curiosity, the cold prison palace looked left and right, he was not in a hurry to open it, and he was careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, he still understood this truth.

I saw that this black iron box was not that exquisite material, but a very common piece of iron, and there were no other decorations on the outside of the iron box, which did look a little bumpy.

However, the cold prison palace is not a person who judges by appearance, generally things that are not attractive on the outside, it is possible that the things inside are priceless, the cold prison palace looked at the iron box, and then looked around.

Since you don't show up, it doesn't matter if I use my mental sense.

If you don't do it, you think of it, so you take action directly, and directly transmit a piece of your spiritual perception into the iron box.

Inside this seemingly ordinary iron box, there was no soul power fluctuation at all, which made the Cold Prison Palace wonder very much, could it be that he was too vigilant before? This is just a thing that the ancestor in the secret wanted to teach himself a lesson and threw it down casually? Unlikely.

Forget it, whether it's a blessing or a curse or a curse, this is the concept that the Cold Prison Palace has always been obsessed with, and he gritted his teeth secretly, and his fingers made a slight effort, and the iron box was opened.

Sure enough, after the tin box was opened, there was no movement inside, only a piece of musty parchment lying quietly inside.

What the hell is going on? Was I really too cautious before?

The cold prison palace opened the parchment, and there was a row of words densely written on it, and there were also some pictures, which vaguely seemed to be the basic acupuncture points and meridians on the human body.

Seeing this, the cold prison palace was deeply attracted, anyway, there is nothing to do, it doesn't hurt to take a look, who told you to smash it on my head.

At the beginning, a few large characters were clearly written on this parchment, "Xuanyang Palm".

Xuanyang Palm?The Cold Prison Palace was a little stunned, could this be a skill?

The cold prison palace did not define it too early, although it had been determined in his heart, but at the same time, he was a little undecided, how could a skill fall from the sky, could he have been walking shit recently.

The parchment continued, "Xuanyang Palm, is a pure yang skill, non-masculine attributes are not allowed to cultivate, for thousands of years, each attribute has its own peak moment, as long as a single attribute is practiced to the realm, it will be proud of the crowd and become a hegemon, this skill is what the masculine attribute needs to have, although it is not a top skill, but practice to the highest level, you can destroy a mountain range with your hands." ”

Seeing this, the eyes of the Cold Prison Palace were about to pop out, just a skill, it can exert such power, this is simply a bit fantastical, is it possible that if there are a few more skills, you can turn the river and the sea?

After this passage, what remains is some basic cultivation methods, as well as several major acupuncture points and meridian directions on the human body.

For these physical things, the cold prison palace is still relatively clear, after all, in the books he once read, he has studied similar content.

With the passage of time, it took nearly an hour for the cold prison palace to memorize all the contents, while watching, he was still groping on himself, and sometimes the wrong acupuncture points tossed him half to death, the shame in the heart of the cold prison palace made him really speechless, but in order to learn this skill, he also let it go.

Now he has energy similar to the Gangyang attribute in his body, so it has played a multiplier effect on cultivating this masterpiece, this is his first skill, the kind of devouring skill and spiritual perception skill that was attached to the dark attribute before, these are only attached to the attribute, and this kind of acquired practice is completely different.

In other words, this is also the first time that the Cold Prison Palace has learned skills, so there are many places that are no different from a babbling baby, and he has to rely on himself to explore step by step, and failure after failure makes him more attentive.

The person in the Cold Prison Palace is a little obscene, and at the same time, he often does things out of tune, but he also has two unique advantages, that is, extraordinary wisdom and strong perseverance, which he has retained for many years, and with these two advantages, his future road is much smoother.

According to the above route, the Cold Prison Palace was in order, and he felt that one invisible force after another made him a little unbearable, this power had a scorching feeling, and the pseudo-masculine attribute in his soul stone was also naturally ejected at this moment, and the scorching sensation brought by the acupuncture points around his body was constantly going backwards.

One power after another seemed to be flooding his body at this moment, and the cold prison palace felt that there was a powerful restless force in his body, and he wanted to vent it out with a single blow.

But he didn't know how to vent at the moment, he could only follow his own control, pulling this power along with his body, and every time he reached an acupuncture point, it was as unbearable as magma transiting.

When the Cold Prison Palace was suffering, a surprised voice suddenly came from the dark, and the sound was very subtle, so that the Cold Prison Palace did not notice it for a while.

Time passed minute by minute, and the cold prison palace was sweating profusely at the moment, even the clothes behind him were soaked with sweat, his eyes were closed, his thick eyebrows were frowned, and he looked like he was being extremely tormented.

The person in the dark finally made a move, but he didn't see a human form, only a slightly dim light came out of the corner of the empty room in vain, shooting straight into the center of the cold prison palace's eyebrows.

The current cold prison palace is about to be unbearable in his body, where is there still time to resist this energy from the outside, when he really feels the cool feeling coming from his eyebrows, his heart is shocked, but what can be done, he has no energy to be distracted at all, everything is left to fate.

In fact, the Cold Prison Palace still has an idea in his heart, he is in the forbidden land of the Leng family, here are his own ancestors, it is impossible to harm his own descendants, and at the same time, the masters here are like clouds, and it is impossible to blend into the enemy, and it is precisely because of this that the Cold Prison Palace is not too worried that this energy will endanger itself.

After this energy that suddenly appeared in the dark entered the eyebrows of the Cold Prison Palace, it did not cause any damage to the Cold Prison Palace, but instead calmed down the energy that was originally a little restless, which made the Cold Prison Palace feel a lot more relaxed in an instant.

After the restless energy was relieved, the cold prison palace immediately opened his eyes, and all he needed to know now was where the energy that saved him just now came from.

But after he looked around, the surroundings were still the same as before, there was no movement, but he also knew that the ancestors in the secret would never kill him, he was extremely sure of this, since the other party was unwilling to come out to see him, there must be a reason for the other party, he was an ancestor, and the cold prison palace itself was not easy to force.

When he summoned himself here before, he probably did to teach himself this skill, here, the Cold Prison Palace couldn't help but admire this ancestor a little, it can be seen that he already knows everything in the 'hell', otherwise it would be impossible to teach himself this kind of masculine attribute skill.

After thinking through everything, the Cold Prison Palace stood up and bowed three times in the air, "Ancestor, although I don't know where you are, I have remembered your great kindness and great virtue, and one day I will definitely carry forward the Maple Empire to repay today's kindness." ”

After making this promise, the cold prison palace strode out of this small black room, feeling the powerful power brought by the palms of his hands, which made him feel very happy.

After the cold prison palace left, a light body suddenly appeared in this small dark room, and this light body floated up and down, making people feel confused.

After the light body floated left and right for a while, a sighing voice came out from the middle, "There is still a long way to go, and the heavy responsibility of the Leng Clan will fall on your shoulders, I hope you will not let me down." ”

After the cold anger and blood took away the cold prison palace, Leng Aofeng and Wu Xiaochen have been standing quietly in the hall, no matter who is present, the generation and identity are extremely scary to say, and the two of them don't dare to say a word, so they have to stand all the time, a full hour and a half has passed, Leng Aofeng and Wu Xiaochen's hearts are a little up and down.

It's not that they are afraid that the ancestors will hurt the cold prison palace, but there will be some pain in it, and there will be any father who wants to see his child beaten up, even if it is his ancestors who beat him, then he is unwilling.

But what can be done about it, everything can only be prayed in the heart.

"Aofeng, don't worry, your son will only get a great transformation in the past, don't worry. ”

Just when Leng Aofeng's heart was up and down, a voice suddenly appeared in his heart, this is the secret language transmission technique, and judging from the voice, it must be his own grandfather.

With these words, Leng Aofeng gratefully glanced at his grandfather who was sitting not far away, and his heart was not only a little warm.

"Aofeng, you may not know it, this little girl next to you has made great contributions to our Leng family, in order to save that kid's life, she gave away a woman's most precious things, and she will have to treat others well in the future." ”

At the same time that Leng Aofeng was relieved, his grandfather's voice came out of his heart again, after listening to his grandfather's words, Leng Aofeng turned his head to look at Wu Xiaochen with some surprise, Wu Xiaochen was still worried about the cold prison palace at this time, but he didn't care about Leng Aofeng's strange expression.