After eating and drinking, Lin Feng moved a chair and sat in front of the Yamanashi desk, taking notes while recalling the content of Professor Buying's flying knife martial arts. The habit of writing notes began when he first went to the Dragon Ape Martial Arts Hall to practice martial arts, and whenever the martial artist taught and taught or when he had a feeling about his own training, Lin Feng would write it down in time, and this habit has been retained.

Diligence can make up for clumsiness, Lin Feng thinks that his talent is average, so he never takes shortcuts.

"The force starts from the ground, kicks the feet and turns the hips, and the arms are waved and the hands are shaken......"

Just as Lin Feng was writing one stroke at a time, he suddenly felt a slight cool feeling in his abdomen, which slowly flowed to his whole body.

"Is this an internal skill?" Lin Feng couldn't believe it, how could it be different from what the martial artists said, and I remembered that the Dragon Ape Martial Arts Hall was not teaching internal martial arts.

"Flying knives, it's even more impossible, this is just a martial art, and it's impossible to practice internal skills."

Lin Feng didn't have time to think more, he felt that the meridians of his body slowly gathered a warm and thick earthy yellow airflow, flowing along the meridians to the dantian, gathering in the dantian. After a pillar of incense, the coolness in the abdomen gradually disappeared, and the meridians of the whole body no longer produced earthy yellow airflow.

With both hands clenched into fists, Lin Feng felt the strength of his whole body, his eyes flashed, and his brain was ethereal.

With a "boom", a lunge punch actually made a roar, and Lin Feng looked at his hands with an incredulous expression.

"How is it possible, I have only heard a roar on one person, that is, Buying threw a flying knife, strong force, and the moment the whole body exploded, the flying knife in his hand shot a roar."

Lin Feng didn't know it anymore, and he could see that Bu Ying was a top master, because he had seen a first-class master, and there was a big gap between him and Bu Ying's skills. Passing the hand is like mountaineering, one step at a time! Buying is another day, I have seen him shoot, and I will never forget it for the rest of my life.

"Strength is like a broken bow, hair is like Mount Tai!" Lin Feng had a flash of inspiration, and recalled in his mind what Bu Ying had said.

Taking out a flying knife, Lin Feng closed his eyes, trying to recall the key points of the projecting flying knife martial art, and felt that it flashed in his brain very clearly. With a wave of his hand, with a loud roar in the air, the flying knife sank into the wooden wall, and it was only a little bit before it completely sank into the blade.

"Hell yes!" Lin Feng stared blankly at the flying knife and fell into deep thought.

How could Lin Feng not have thought that Ye Ling'er had put the remaining Spiritual Pill in the lunch box, and actually let Lin Feng, who had the Five Elements Pseudo Spiritual Root, accidentally eat it and develop the Unearthed Spiritual Root.

The Five Elements Pseudo Spiritual Root refers to the spiritual root of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, which sounds very powerful, but in fact, in the world of cultivating immortals, the Five Elements Spiritual Root is the spiritual root with the worst qualifications, only a little stronger than mortals, and can barely become an immortal cultivator, but the cultivation speed is the slowest, so it is called a pseudo spiritual root.

However, cultivating immortals is against the sky, qualification is only one of them, cultivation resources, family background, cultivation exercises, the level of cultivation of the master, cultivation comprehension, diligence or not, etc. are all very important.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages, and the five elements of the spiritual root also have advantages, the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are mutually reinforcing and mutually reinforcing, and the pseudo-spiritual root of the five elements is not easy to be restrained because of the five elements.

For example, the Wood Spirit Root Immortal Cultivator is easy to be restrained by the Golden Spirit Root Immortal Cultivator, and the Fire Spirit Root Immortal Cultivator in the same realm has a headache when he encounters the Water Spirit Root Immortal Cultivator, just because the attribute is too single.

If it weren't for the chance of this small half of the Enlightenment Pill, although Lin Feng had a spiritual root, it would be difficult to say whether he would have a chance to get the Enlightenment Pill in the future.

Early the next morning, Lin Feng walked out of the door, found an axe from the courtyard, brought twelve flying knives and prepared to enter the mountain, and cut a wooden target for himself to practice flying knives. You can't always practice against the wall at home, and the wooden wall is broken, and it is quite troublesome to repair.

Out of the east entrance of the village, walk along a trail to Wufeng Mountain in the Cangshan Mountains, where there are many pear trees, sour jujube trees, Guo Huai trees, etc., the wood is hard, suitable for making targets.

After walking for more than an hour, he came to a mountain pear forest, where Lin Feng often came to cut wood when he needed wood in the past, and he was familiar with the road.

Walking around, Lin Feng selected a mountain pear tree with a waist circumference, estimated to be decades old, picked up the axe, cut it down hard, and after a burst of output, the mountain pear tree slowly fell down in the direction of the downhill, Lin Feng pulled away to avoid being pressed by the trunk.

When he came to the fallen Yamanashi tree, he was about to cut down a piece of it, when he suddenly heard a coquettish voice from a distance: "Wind Devil, you dare to come to the Heavenly Machine Sect to rob the Tsukidan of my disciple, you have to be very bold!" ”

Lin Feng was shocked, so he hurriedly hid in the nearby grass and held his breath. Since the last time he cultivated the strange earthy yellow gas, his five senses have become extremely sensitive.

Crawl slowly through the grass to a slope with a great view. As far as the eye can see, in the canyon in the distance, a woman in a long white dress, with long hair reaching to her waist, is graceful, holding a long sword, and a scar-faced middle-aged man wearing a gray-brown cannon.

Scarface is middle-aged and holding a scimitar, with multiple sword wounds all over his body, bleeding and embarrassed. The most serious thing is the right chest, which was actually pierced through the chest by a sword, although it was pasted with a black rune paper, but every time Scarface middle-aged man swung a knife, the wound would burst out of blood, and the pain made him grit his teeth.

"White Feather Fairy, don't deceive people too much, the old man is fighting with you!" As he spoke, he took out a piece of vermilion rune paper from the earthy gray bag on his waist, bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed onto the rune paper, and was strangely sucked into the rune paper.

"Talismans?" The white feather fairy saw that the rune paper taken out by Scarface was weird and abnormal, and her face changed.

"Wasting the old man's painstaking efforts to refine the magic talisman, I will break you into pieces!" After that, the middle-aged man of Scarface put the rune paper on his chest, and a burst of red light flashed, and the rune paper was like a life, breaking through the chest of the middle-aged man with Scarface, and got into it.

"Ahhh

"The peak of the ninth layer of Qi training, this magic talisman has actually raised your realm by a large level!" The White Feather Fairy herself had only entered the ninth layer of Qi cultivation for a short time, and was far from reaching the peak of the ninth layer of Qi training, so she didn't dare to be careless in her heart, so she hurriedly took out a white gauze from the pink storage bag on her waist, turned into a white light, and protected herself.

"There are so many things you don't know, suffer death!" The middle-aged man with Scarface skyrocketed, his body was weird, and he waved a scimitar with both hands, and a blood-colored knife mangshe went to the white feather fairy.

The white feather fairy didn't dare to be careless, and her feet touched the ground, flying away from her, hoping to distance herself. Scarface's middle-aged man followed him like a shadow, swinging out one after another, completely ignoring the blood gushing out from the wound.

The white feather fairy was forced to be helpless, and had to use the sword body to block the sword, and every time her arm was numb, her physical strength continued to decline, and she was panting.

Lin Feng was dumbfounded, such a magical spell, it couldn't be a martial art, could it be a legendary immortal cultivator. In the past, I listened to the blind Chen Tiezui in the market, and the immortal cultivators were all flying around, the spells were magical, and they hurt people in the air, but today I was fortunate to see them.

However, the situation of this white-feathered fairy was very bad, and he quickly fell into disadvantage. Scarface's middle-aged spells are weird and his face is ferocious, so he should be a demonic monk.

Lin Feng thought about it for a while, but decided to help, the White Feather Fairy was such a beautiful immortal cultivator, and being killed by the Demon Dao Cultivator was really a terrible thing, but it was a pity.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng quietly touched the past, the two sides were fighting with all their might, striving for a glimmer of life, and they didn't notice that outsiders had sneaked in.

"Poof..."Scarface Demon Wind Cultivator's face turned pale for a while, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath suddenly languished, and his movements gradually slowed down.

The white feather fairy was in a state of spirit, knowing that the wound in the chest of the wind devil was hit by his uncle's flying sword, he was secretly glad, if it wasn't for his uncle's action, he would have chased after him rashly, and he was likely to be killed by the wind devil.

Although the Wind Demon Son is only the eighth level of Qi training, and he is the ninth level of Qi training, a small difference of a realm, most of the methods of the Demon Dao Cultivators are strange and extraordinary, and their strength cannot be guessed with common sense.

The white feather fairy admitted that he was careless this time, he should be cautious in everything in the future, eat a trench and grow a wisdom, the road to cultivating immortals is dangerous and difficult, if he is not careful, he will fall, and after years of penance, he will turn into illusion.

After a pillar of incense, the Wind Demon was already kneeling on the ground in embarrassment, powerless to resist, and begged for mercy in a hoarse voice: "White Feather Fairy, it's the old man's mistake, I'll return Tsukidan to you, I just hope you spare my life!" ”

"You devil, you have killed countless people, I want to kill demons and eliminate demons." The white feather fairy was unmoved, and the long sword pointed at the wind demon and reprimanded.