"I am the instrument spirit of the Nine Dragons Refining Heaven Ding, and the entire Refining Ding Space can't escape my prying eyes when my mind moves, do you think there will be anything left behind? I have searched carefully, and there is nothing else in this Refining Ding Space except for these two pieces of jade slips and a bottle of Quenching Body Pill. ”

Xiao Tian glanced at Ling Yunfeng and said, he naturally knew what Ling Yunfeng was thinking. He is the instrument spirit of the Nine Dragons Refining Tianding, to a certain extent, he is the Nine Dragons Refining Tianding, and the Nine Dragons Refining Tianding is him.

He is the master of this piece of heaven and earth, in this refining heaven and earth, even a speck of dust, a trace of air fluctuations can not escape his prying eyes, as long as his mind moves, he can cover the entire refining space, where the mind passes, there will be anything left.

"Oh......" Hearing this, Ling Yunfeng's face was a little disappointed, and he immediately said: "I'm still going out! ”

"Well, you go out first, and then come in at night, I'm going to practice too. Xiao Tian tapped his little head and said, the words fell, and then his body flashed, and he soon disappeared in place.

Looking at Xiao Tian leaving, Ling Yunfeng also thought about it, and his body suddenly turned into a crimson streamer and disappeared into the refining space.

The next moment, he appeared in his small room, and at this time the sky outside was already dark, and it was estimated that it would be dawn in less than half an hour.

Ling Yunfeng walked to the side of his small wooden bed and lay down straight, but his face was bitter, and he couldn't sleep at all.

"Alas, money, money, money, where can I get money?" Ling Yunfeng looked at the roof and muttered, now he finally deeply realized the personal feeling that a penny is difficult for a hero, he didn't expect him to have such a day.

"Alas, forget it, don't think about it first, let's take a look at the good things!" After a while, Ling Yunfeng sighed, sat up, and felt out the two pieces of jade slips in his arms.

"Let's take a look at this true qi attack method first!" glanced at the two jade slips in his hand, and then Ling Yunfeng put away the jade slips that recorded the soul attack methods, and looked at the jade slips in his hand that recorded the true qi attack methods.

It is said that some sects or strong people continue to pass on what they have learned, and they will not spread it out at will, so they will generally record what they have learned in the jade slip, and the information in this jade slip is burned with soul power, and the soul power will dissipate after only one use, so it will not be passed on at will.

How to use this jade slip Ling Yunfeng has also heard that as long as he dips a drop of his own blood on this jade slip, and as long as he is not too far away from this jade slip, the information on this jade slip will automatically rush into his mind.

"Look at what kind of means this is. Ling Yunfeng said softly, biting his finger and smearing a trace of blood on the jade slip.

As Ling Yunfeng's blood stained on the jade slip, the jade slip was slightly silent for a while, and then suddenly emitted a burst of earthy yellow light, and the dazzling light shone out, making Ling Yunfeng's pupils a little uncomfortable, and he closed his eyes temporarily.

Immediately, without waiting for Ling Yunfeng to react, an earthy yellow light swept out of the jade slip and directly entered Ling Yunfeng's eyebrows.

Immediately, I saw Ling Yunfeng's body tremble suddenly, his brows were tightly locked, and his face changed uncertainly, and he slowly opened his eyes after a while.

"Mountain Breaking Fist, it's not bad!hehe!" Ling Yunfeng smiled with satisfaction, from the information that rushed into his mind, he learned that this True Qi attack method was called Mountain Breaking Fist, and the requirements were not high, and the strength of the foundation building period could be cultivated.

And the power of the mountain breaking fist is also quite large, it is said that when you practice to Dacheng, you can smash a boulder weighing thousands of pounds into pieces.

However, the premise is that your fists must be hard enough, and the true qi in your body must be strong enough to protect the tissues on your body, otherwise not only will the stones not be smashed, but you will be the first to smash your fists.

"Let's try it first!" Ling Yunfeng said slightly, then took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and carefully studied the cultivation method of the Mountain Breaking Fist in his mind, and kept it in his heart.

After a while, Ling Yunfeng slowly opened his eyes again, his hands gently reached out, and slowly swiped in front of him, outlining a beautiful and strange arc.

With the dancing of his palm, after just a few breaths, a faint earthy yellow light emanated from Ling Yunfeng's palm, and finally formed several earthy yellow streamers that lingered in front of him with the palm of his hand, which looked extremely weird.

"Drink!" The next moment, when the power in his hand was condensed to the extreme, Ling Yunfeng finally stopped suppressing, and suddenly snorted, his right palm suddenly turned into a fist, and in an instant, the fist was covered with a faint layer of earthy yellow light, and there was a faint burst of energy fluctuations in this seemingly soft earthy yellow light.

Immediately, Ling Yunfeng smashed forward with a punch, and his fist brought a strong wind to smash forward, landing on a wooden cabinet against the wall in the room.

"Bang!" With a violent explosion, the man-tall, sturdy cabinet suddenly exploded, tearing apart like a fragile piece of tofu.

A hole with a diameter of more than one meter suddenly appeared on the wooden wall behind the original cabinet, and a gray light shone through the hole.

"No, this power is not even one percent of what it was when this mountain breaking fist was completed. Ling Yunfeng looked at the broken wooden cabinet and the holes in the wall, and shook his head slightly, as if he was very dissatisfied with the damage he had caused.

This mountain-breaking fist is claimed to be able to smash a stone weighing thousands of catties with one punch, but now he is just smashing a wooden cabinet to pieces, and the power is not even one percent at all.

With the strength of his own martial artist, even if he didn't use this mountain-breaking fist, only six or seven percent of his strength would be enough to cause this kind of damage. Obviously, this mountain-breaking fist has not yet been introduced, let alone refined.

"What's going on?What's going on?Young Master!Young Master!" Just as Ling Yunfeng was thinking, a hurried voice came, and then Ling Mo was wearing pajamas and directly kicked open the wooden door of Ling Yunfeng's room in a panic and rushed in.

"Young Master, what's going on, are you okay!" Entering the room, Ling Mo saw Ling Yunfeng standing in the ruins at a glance, and then looked at the messy room and the big hole in the wall, he was immediately startled, and hurriedly ran to Ling Yunfeng's side and asked anxiously.

"What can I do?" Ling Yunfeng came back to his senses and smiled lightly.

"Then ...... this?" Ling Mo asked, pointing to the messy room.

"Oh, a couple of rats woke me up by burrowing into my bed while I was sleeping, and in a fit of rage I smashed something at it, and that's it. Ling Yunfeng said casually, and then changed his head and said, "Hurry up and help me clean up the room!

"You can't protect yourself, what benefits can you give me, I have always given you benefits. Ling Mo muttered, and then hurriedly cleaned up the room.

"Young master, where did you get so much strength, even the wall was smashed by you to open such a big hole, it is estimated that it will take a long time to repair, and in two days you will have to go to the back mountain to cut some firewood and grass to repair it. Ling Mo looked at the big hole in the wall and said.

"I didn't know I had so much strength, and that's it when the bench passed. Ling Yunfeng said, his identity as a martial artist naturally can't be said.

"By the way, young master, what about the benefits you said you want to give me?" After packing up, Ling Mo looked at the former unceremoniously.

"Come in! You're indispensable!" Ling Yunfeng first leaned out to look out of the door a few times, and then closed the door, as if there was some ulterior secret.

"Young Master, what's the benefit of being mysterious!" Ling Mo looked at Ling Yunfeng's actions with a puzzled expression, what benefits could this young master have and how mysterious it could be.

Ling Yunfeng glared at the former, then mysteriously took out a few pieces of paper from his arms and stuffed them into Ling Mo's hand, and said softly: "Take this, this is Huan Yuan Jue, you can become a martial cultivator after you cultivate." In the future, you will have a good life by my side, ensure that you eat and drink spicy food, and you can marry a beautiful daughter. ”

"Become a martial artist?Young master, are you kidding, just these few pieces of paper can make me a martial artist?Are you fooling me?" Ling Mo glanced at Ling Yunfeng, not believing that these pieces of paper could make him a martial artist. Martial arts cultivator, what a noble profession it is, how dare he, a low-level servant, think about it, "Who fooled you, there are some precautions about cultivation in it, keep the things in it in mind, and then destroy it, don't let others find out." Ling Yunfeng glared at Ling Mo and said.

Those few pieces of paper recorded Ling Yunfeng's cultivation in his previous life and some necessary precautions when cultivating, which were sorted out that night after Ling Yunfeng suddenly wanted to cultivate Ling Mo yesterday.

Although he doesn't know what level of Huan Yuanjue is equivalent to this world's **, but if there is a win, let him practice it now, and if he finds a better ** in the future, he will change it.

At this time, Ling Yunfeng didn't know that in fact, his Huan Yuan Jue was already equivalent to the Xuan Rank ** of this world.

Xuanjie**, in this world, is definitely considered high-level**, and it is generally the treasure of some big families, and it is almost impossible to circulate it in the outside world.

Ling Mo's gaze scanned the paper a few times disappreciatively, but his gaze didn't stay on the paper for long, his face changed drastically, and his gaze was firmly fixed on the information on the paper.

Although he is only a servant of the Ling family, he doesn't know much about words, and he hasn't cultivated anything before, but he can also see the mystery of the information recorded on this paper.

"Young Master, this ...... Can this Huan Yuan Jue really make me a martial artist?" After half a sound, Ling Mo took a deep breath and looked at Ling Yunfeng and asked excitedly.