Thirty miles behind Fengdeng Town, there is a mountain called "Beast Mountain", which is named after the fact that there are many jackals, tigers and leopards in the mountain, and few people climb this mountain on weekdays.

And today, in the middle of the night when the bright moon was high, there were two people on the top of this mountain, an old man and a young man, the young one was full of anger and dissatisfaction, and a little desperate and worried, but the old one only frowned and pondered.

These two people are none other than Feng Wuchen and the old man.

"Old man, have you thought of a way?" Feng Wuchen said impatiently.

"Don't worry! let me think again!" the old man was not only shocked by Feng Wuchen's impoliteness, but his face was a little unnatural, obviously because he was at fault first.

Although his head had already hit the ground, and he had already worshipped this old man who called himself the "Wine Fairy" as his teacher, the doubts in Feng Wuchen's heart were still not completely eliminated.

Especially after getting today's result again, he felt more and more that this old man might just be making fun of him.

More than ten days ago, that is, the night when Feng Wuchen and the old man first met, the old man seriously explained to him the matter of the Five Elements Spiritual Vein.

At that time, the old man said with a serious face: "Boy, these five elements spiritual veins have existed since ancient times, and they are definitely not made up by the old man himself! Do you think that the old man will be so boring and make up something that is not in place in order to deceive you?"

glanced at Feng Wuchen again, and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, stinky boy, what is your expression!"

"Forget it, Lao Tzu doesn't have the same knowledge as you today!"

"To tell you the truth, because the shape of the Five Elements Spiritual Vein is special, its shape is constantly changing, not to mention, and it is almost transparent to the detection of divine consciousness, so it is difficult to find! ”

"This makes it possible for some powerful people to see the abnormalities in your body, and they may not be able to recognize or say what it is!"

"What you said is true?" Feng Wuchen was speechless.

"Of course it's true!" said the old man with a serious face.

"You mean I can also cultivate?" Feng Wuchen felt like he was in a dream.

"Are you going to tease you?" said the old man angrily.

"Master is above, please bow to the apprentice!" Feng Wuchen was afraid that the boiled "duck" in front of him would fly away, so he immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times.

After kowtowing, Feng Wuchen realized that the pain on his body was actually healed, and he unconsciously admired this newly acquired master in his heart.

"Master, how should I cultivate, and what exercises should I practice?" Feng Wuchen's mouth was already grinning behind his ears.

"Haha......" The old man suddenly laughed when he asked about the exercises, "Speaking of exercises, this is a proud work for the teacher......

The wine fairy immediately happily recounted his feat, over and over again, foaming at the mouth, and spitting stars flying wildly.

"Master, are you saying that you created this exercise?" Feng Wuchen's brows furrowed without a trace, and his blood-boiling body suddenly seemed to have fallen into an ice cave.

In his opinion, creating exercises is not something that ordinary people can do, and although he has classified his master into a special group, he still doesn't think that this old man can create exercises with his unorthodox appearance!

"Of course!" the old man said with some displeasure, as if he saw what Feng Wuchen was thinking.

"Do you think there will be such ready-made exercises in the world? Who would be idle and have nothing to do, what kind of exercises are specially designed for you 'freaks'?" said the old Taoist priest angrily.

Feng Wuchen thought about it, but what the old man said was reasonable, so he said with a sincere look of being taught: "Yes, what the master taught is that the disciple knows that he is wrong!"

But Feng Wuchen still couldn't help but sneer in his heart, "Aren't you just idle and have nothing to do to design this exercise?"

"That's right!" the old man saw that Feng Wuchen looked like he was sincerely admitting his mistake, and his face softened.

"As a teacher, I'll tell you about the wonders of this exercise," the old man became excited again when he mentioned the exercise, "Let's tell you the name of this exercise first!"

"Concentrate!" the old man glared at Feng Wuchen, who was a little absent-minded, "Remember this name carefully!"

Feng Wuchen didn't expect this old man to be so serious when he mentioned the exercises, and he didn't dare to be careless even when he said a name, so he quickly sat down and listened carefully to the old man's words.

"The name of my exercise is ......" The old man cleared his throat and adjusted his sitting posture again, trying to make his treasure look more majestic, "Five wins one!"

After speaking, the old man stared at Feng Wuchen expectantly, obviously waiting for Feng Wuchen to cheer and praise loudly.

Of course, Feng Wuchen also saw the old man's intentions, he knew that he should be praised and applauded out of human feelings, but when he heard this name, he just wanted to cry.

Isn't this an annoying exercise as its name?

The old man stared at Feng Wuchen for a long time and didn't wait for the scene he wanted to see, his old face unconsciously lengthened, and he said in a somewhat unkind tone: "What, don't you like this name?"

"I like it! I like it very much!" Feng Wuchen forced a smile and swallowed the bitter water secretly into his stomach.

"Okay, I'll tell you about this cultivation method as a teacher......" Speaking of the exercises, the old man became excited again.

The more the old man talked, the happier he became, and the more he listened to the wind and dust, the cooler his heart became.

"Ah, I need to practice the five exercises of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth in turn every week?" For this unheard of words, Feng Wuchen couldn't help but frown.

"Of course!" the old man said without question, "only in this way can your spiritual veins absorb spiritual energy!"

"That means I have to have five exercises at the same time to cultivate?"

"Of course!" the old man glared at Feng Wuchen like an idiot.

Now it is difficult to make the wind dustless, he is not afraid of the low-level Five Elements exercises, he has the four attributes of wood, water, fire, and earth in the ready-made exercises, although there is no metallic exercises, it is estimated that it takes some effort to find, maybe he has this cheap master at hand!

However, those high-level exercises are treasures that will never be passed on by various families and sects, so how can they be so good? It is difficult to find one, let alone find all five copies?

"Don't worry, I have a metallic technique that can be cultivated to the foundation building period!" the old man looked like he was in control, "Plus the four you have mastered are enough!"

"And what about after that?"

"Of course, it's up to you! There is a way that the master leads the door to practice in person!"

Beast Mountain.

The old man took a stick and scratched it on the ground, sometimes frowning and pondering, sometimes shaking his head slightly, and I don't know how long it was, when he suddenly heard him shout: "Fire, fire should be here!

"Where is the fire?" Feng Wuchen was roaming the world in his dream, and suddenly found that a raging fire was burning on his body, and a frightened spirit turned over.

"I know, apprentice, I know what to do!" the old man hugged Feng Wuchen excitedly.

"Master, you strangled me......" Feng Wuchen was suffocated, his face was red and his neck was thick.

"Boy, now the old man, I'll tell you about this unparalleled exercise......" The old man didn't pay any attention to Feng Wuchen's complaints.

The old man pointed to the messy irregular graphics on the ground, and at the same time foamed at the mouth and explained to Feng Wuchen, his tone was very confident, as confident as ever.

"Master, are you sure this works?" Feng Wuchen was still a little skeptical.

"Absolutely! You just do it!" said the old man.

Feng Wuchen shook his head without a trace, and said in his belly, "You said the same thing the first four or five hundred times, but the final result is not all the same, the five elements aura only existed in the dantian for a while and then disappeared without a trace!"

Yes, the old man's supposedly invincible "five victories and one" exercise has failed four or five hundred times!

"How's it going?" The old man stared nervously at Feng Wuchen.

Seeing that Feng Wuchen frowned and shook his head, the old man's expression instantly dimmed, and he said weakly: "I'll think about it again......"

The old man didn't finish speaking, but when he heard Feng Wuchen, he suddenly smiled slyly: "It's done, the master is done!"

"You stinky boy! you're itchy again......"

Tianxiang Building.

Jiang Ergou, who went to the wine cellar to get wine, stared coldly at Feng Wuchen lying on the ground, and said angrily: "Little bastard, why is there so little wine recently?"

Feng Wuchen lay in the straw pile, rolled his bruised eyelids, and ignored the dog's legs.

Since he was beaten continuously, Feng Zuo and Feng Shouren have never troubled him. Thinking about it, in their hearts, Feng Wuchen has long been a mortal person who is struggling to survive! All they have to do is wait for the latter to fend for themselves, saving effort and not causing any trouble for themselves.

"I only have the breath in but I don't have the breath to come out, and I dare to be so horizontal with Lao Tzu!" Jiang Ergou said fiercely at Feng Wuchen from afar.

Jiang Ergou did not continue to take the opportunity to take revenge, but it was not because his conscience suddenly found out.

He only succeeded in taking the opportunity to take revenge for the first time, and then he tried hard many times, but all failed, and it was himself who was injured every time!

After more than a dozen times of bleeding from his head, or itching all over his body, or diarrhea, he has already decided that this Feng Wuchen is definitely a broom star, and as long as he is less than three feet away, he will be unlucky.

Moreover, several attempts by Kazemoru also confirmed his idea.

Of course, all of this, including the terrible injuries on Feng Wuchen's body, were all done by the wine fairy!

"Do you want to festering all over your body again?" Feng Wuchen said coldly to the guy who was swinging his fist three feet away.

Hearing this, Jiang Ergou dared to care about a lot of wine, and he didn't dare to look back and rushed out with a jar of wine.

"Haha......" Jiang Ergou had just left, and an old man sitting against a half-person high wine jar showed his figure, "It's really good wine!"

"Master," Feng Wuchen jumped up from the ground with a carp stiffening, "When do you think I will be able to have a first-level cultivation in the Qi refining stage?

"Of course it's slow!" the old man gave him a blank look, "The aura you need is five times that of others, and it stands to reason that the speed is only two percent of others......"