The Ten Holy Gates of the Immortal Dao, after the selection of the Holy Son, will be announced to the world, so as to expand the status and even momentum of the Holy Son under the door to a greater extent.

But unlike the Holy Sons of the other Holy Gates, Wang Feng's promotion speed was too fast, and it was at a sensitive time. This made Wang Feng's popularity rise again and became the core figure of major discussions.

Even more closely watched was the team that was about to approach the Nanyue Dynasty.

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Compared with the noisy and irritable outside world, Wang Feng was calm and light from beginning to end, and even if he became a holy son, his expression did not change much.

"Now to become a holy son, the degree of privilege enjoyed should be broader than that of ordinary disciples. Wang Feng stroked the golden robe with a soft texture and walked in the direction of the Scripture Pavilion.

After the battle of the Righteous Demon Battlefield, Wang Feng began to find materials for Shu Lao to smelt his body, and the Shaping Pill was also in the range of choices. According to the thousands of years of Shenwu Sect, such elixirs should exist.

It was still the old man with a withered face who was in charge of guarding the Scripture Pavilion.

"Elder. Wang Feng called out, his face calm.

I still remember that when Wang Feng took away the Thunder Palm and other exercises in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this elder advised him to be decent and not to choose some exercises that could not be cultivated. But Wang Feng didn't listen, and it was precisely like this that led to today's amazing achievements.

The Elder of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion raised his head and stared at Wang Feng, and then his vicissitudes of life fell on his golden robe.

A few hours ago, the Shenwu Sect had chosen a new Son of God, a name he was a little familiar with at first. But perhaps because of his age, he was never sure who it was.

Until Wang Feng stood in front of him......

"You. The hoarse voice of the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion echoed around him, and his expression was extremely shocked. "So you became the Holy Son?"

It was so unexpected. At the beginning, he still laughed at Wang Feng for not knowing the general situation. Choose exercises that don't have the slightest use. Now it seems that he is clumsy, and he doesn't see Wang Feng's qualifications and talent at all.

Now that the two have met again, the young man in front of them has become the supreme son of Benmen.

"This, this. The Tibetan Scripture Elder wanted to speak and stopped, and finally smiled helplessly, "This is really a surprise to the old man, it seems that the sets of exercises you took away in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at the beginning are of great use to you." ”

"Old man, I heard that you have cultivated the Divine Martial Combat Body to the fifth realm?"

Wang Feng was silent. Flat nodding.

"What a strange man. Elder Cangjing smiled, then touched his beard and asked, "What do you need to come to the Cangjing Pavilion today?"

"I'm looking for an elixir. Wang Feng replied.

The dry face of the Elder of the Tibetan Scriptures was slightly stunned, and he said with a strange expression, "This is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the entries are all secret book exercises, where did the elixir come from, you came to the wrong place." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered that Wang Feng's identity was different, and he knew no less secrets than ordinary people.

Sure enough, Wang Feng only raised his eyebrows slightly. "It was Senior Brother Tang Shu who asked me to come here. ”

"The Scripture Pavilion is indeed only open to the outside world, except for those core high-level figures. Few people know that there is an elixir hidden here. The Elder of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion sighed slightly and continued, "There are naturally restrictions on identity here, but it is more due to other reasons. ”

Maybe I'm getting old and talking a lot.

The Elder of the Scripture Pavilion had not yet realized that his words had already involved some unknown secrets. But if it had been before, he wouldn't have said it. But now Wang Feng's identity is different, and it doesn't hurt to talk about it.

"If you're not in a hurry to leave, then chat with me, the old Liangtou. ”

The elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is surnamed Liang, and the disciples of the Shenwu Sect call him Liang Lao.

Wang Feng did not refuse, there were too many remarks about him outside in the past few days, which more or less affected his state of mind. Now it is also a good choice to hide in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to chat with this old man.

"People in the world cultivate, or forcibly improve the realm with the help of domineering exercises, or comb their muscles and bones with the help of elixirs, and reach the point of breaking the realm. No matter which one you choose, it is based on the premise of promoting to the realm, and the exercises and elixirs complement each other and are indispensable. But have you ever heard of someone who doesn't practice any exercises and only relies on elixirs to wash their bodies?" asked Liang Lao rhetorically.

"Simply relying on the elixir to wash the body???, without cultivating any exercises??" Wang Feng was stunned, if there really is such a person, then what is it? A master who does not have any combat treasure skills, how can he grow and break through the realm?

Whether it's cultivating exercises or swallowing elixir, it's nothing more than making yourself stronger.

But this kind of person doesn't seem to practice the exercises, since this is the case, how did the realm break through? Even if they break through, they don't have any combat techniques, what is the difference between them and ordinary people?

Wang Feng really didn't understand what the meaning of the existence of this kind of person was?

"Doesn't it feel strange?" Liang Lao's eyes flashed with an elite light, and a glance pierced through what Wang Feng was thinking. He smiled slightly, and didn't continue, just let Wang Feng think for himself.

Wang Feng was silent, such a simple reliance on elixir to wash his body, even if the realm went up, he was only afraid of congenital insufficiency, once he met someone with bad intentions, he didn't know how to die. Because this kind of person does not have any basis for fighting, and there is no doubt about ordinary people.

"The younger generation really doesn't understand, even if this kind of person is at a certain level, what's the use?" Wang Feng shook his head, really couldn't figure it out.

Liang Lao seemed to have known that Wang Feng couldn't guess it, and he wasn't surprised, but he lowered his voice for no reason, and said in a deep voice, "This kind of person is very useful, so big that you can't imagine it." ”

"What do you mean by that?" asked Wang Feng.

"This kind of person has a technical term, called a medicine man. ”

"Medicine man?" Wang Feng muttered, originally wanting to continue to ask a few words, but suddenly found that his inner heaven and earth throbbed. His brows furrowed slightly, knowing that this was the awakening of the sleeping tree elder, and he thought that he had been touched in some way.

"Boy, let him continue. The old tree passed the voice to Wang Feng's ears.

Wang Feng looked immobile on the surface, and quickly motioned for Liang Lao to continue. In fact, in a sense, he was also very curious, and it was the first time that the medicine man had heard it.

"Strictly speaking, the medicine man is a kind of medicine altar, which is constantly washed by the elixir, changing the muscles and bones, and becoming the 'soil' of the human body suitable for any elixir to take root. Liang Lao said slowly, "And when the medicine man reaches a certain level, he can transform the elixir into a pill on his own, and use it to absorb it to the greatest extent in the human body." ”

"You must know that some cherished elixirs taken from the vast world, once they leave the original soil, the medicinal power will be greatly reduced, not even one-tenth of the original one. ”

"And just by rooting these elixirs into the medicine man, the most complete medicinal properties of the elixir can be preserved. ”

"This ......" Wang Feng felt a little unbelievable, and he couldn't understand it for a while, he could only know a general impression, but it was still a little vague.

However, looking at Liang Lao's solemn expression, Wang Feng knew that this was definitely not a joke, but had a certain foundation. Immediately, his expression changed, as if he had thought of something, "Elder Liang told me this, I'm afraid that there are other meanings, right?"

"Haha. Elder Liang smiled slightly, and then said, "Now that you are the Holy Son, you should also be qualified to know some secret things about the Shenwu Sect." I think that since Tang Shu asked you to come to me, he also took this issue into account. ”

"Please continue, Elder. Wang Feng nodded and motioned for Liang Lao to continue.

"A hundred years ago, a young man from my Shenwu Sect got a pharmacopoeia and discovered the basic elements and processes of becoming a medicine man on the last page. The young man did not hesitate at that time, and resolutely refined himself into a medicine man. ”

Liang Lao sighed faintly, and his eyes were full of admiration and respect when he mentioned this person.

It is important to know that once you become a medicine person, your consciousness is basically completely destroyed, and you will sincerely serve as the 'soil' of the elixir, so that countless elixirs taken from the vast world will take root in your body to maximize the preservation of medicinal properties.

"Then?" Wang Feng asked.

Then the man was deposited in the Scripture Pavilion for a hundred years. Liang Lao got up slowly and motioned for Wang Feng to follow, "I'll take you to see him." ”

Wang Feng didn't delay, quickly got up, and followed behind Liang Lao. The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion looks from the outside, counts the height of the five floors, and then only when you enter the inside, you know that there is something else here.

After Liang Lao took Wang Feng in, he did not choose an ordinary road, but followed a closed path, all the way down, at least dozens of zhang down, only to find a stone gate.

The stone gate is quaint and dirty, and it is still stained with some dust, and it is obvious that no one has come here for many years.

"The elixir is a heavy treasure in my Shenwu Sect, and it is not allowed to enter unless it is absolutely necessary. The old man has been in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for hundreds of years, and he has only been here once. That time was a big battle for the sect leader, and he was seriously injured to death, and he had to use elixir to heal his wounds. Liang Lao said flatly.

These words are very ordinary and prosaic, as if they are talking about a very simple thing.

But it stopped in Wang Feng's ears like thunder, the dignified generation of sect leaders actually almost died in battle, and where did they encounter the sacred, so that the sect leader was difficult to deal with.

"In the Yang Continent, the masters are like clouds, and the sect leader of the Immortal Dao Holy Gate is not a top figure. Liang Lao smiled and signaled that Wang Feng didn't need to make a fuss.

Wang Feng nodded silently, and did not continue to dwell on this matter, but looked at the stone gate that had been sealed in dust for tens and hundreds of years.

"Wait for the old man for a while. Liang Lao dropped a sentence, and then solemnly took out a golden key from his chest, the key entered the hole, and there was a roar, and the huge stone door slowly opened.

"Snort. ”

The brilliance is overflowing, the medicinal fragrance is fragrant, and the layers are misty white. Milk. The liquid rolls from within, intertwined in the void, and is very sacred. Suddenly, Wang Feng thought that he had entered a fairyland.

"This breath is too sacred. Wang Feng admired, and then walked forward, but before he could take a few steps, he was stunned.

For through the mist-like white mist, he saw a tall figure with his back to him, and that figure, overgrown with vine branches, took root from the countless pores around him, and it was natural. And that thriving atmosphere is very strong.

"Is this the medicine man?" Wang Feng lost his mind and froze in place.

(To be continued......)