Chapter 8 Divine Pesticide Codex is a family, and the quality of the forging method is related to the growth of the next generation, so the value of the forging method is above the martial arts.

"Are you sure?"

Fengchen also changed his face to seriousness, looking directly at Fengren.

His own son, he couldn't know better, every day is either a long fist or a stake, how can he suddenly have a yellow-level high-level forging body attack method?

"Well, moreover, it's just high, not low!"

Feng Ren nodded slowly.

"Only high, not low?"

The four elders, Feng Lie was all shocked, at least they were all high-level yellow-level, doesn't that mean that it is still possible to be Xuan-level?

Xuan-level **, this is not something that a family in a small city like Magnolia can have.

"I'll take a look!"

Fengchen couldn't sit still anymore, Fengren's appearance didn't look like he was lying, leaving a word, he hurried out of the council hall and walked towards his small courtyard.

"Is this the capital he has to fulfill his oath?"

Several elders couldn't help but be suspicious.

The matter was not dealt with, and several people sat there anxiously waiting for news.

A Xuan-level forging body attack method can definitely change the fate of a family!

Entering the courtyard, Fengchen saw Feng Hao crawling on the ground, his body with a certain rhythm, slowly undulating, and every small movement was stretching every muscle in his body.

From the initial shock, the wind and dust slowly calmed down.

This is definitely a yellow-level high-level forging body attack!

He was already a great martial artist, and he just watched it once, and he knew the purpose of this **.

Every muscle is exercised, and that's amazing!

What's more, the requirements for the control of strength are also extremely high, and in the future, it will definitely be much easier to practice martial arts.

It's a win-win-

"Whew"

Feng Hao breathed out regularly, although every movement made him feel great pain, but his mood was joyful, because he felt that his physique was rapidly improving.

After holding on twenty-four times, he finally collapsed to the ground.

This set of tiger movements was too exhausting, and as soon as he relaxed, the muscles in his body returned to normal.

"Hao'er!"

Wind and dust walked over.

"Father!"

Feng Hao stood up with difficulty and wiped the sweat on his cheeks casually, but because of the excessive consumption of strength, his body was also a little shaky.

"It's okay, you sit!"

Looking at his son sitting on the stone bench, Feng Chen's heart swelled with complicated emotions.

If he hadn't been the head of the Feng family from the beginning, what would have happened after that wouldn't have happened at all.

However, as a person of the Feng family, how can he not care about the affairs of the Feng family?

He sighed slightly.

"Father!"

"Huh?"

"Can I stop participating in morning training in the future?"

The Feng family's long fist can only be exercised to the limbs, compared to the Tiger Movement, I don't know how many times worse than the Dao, for Feng Hao, it is really a waste of time in Lang.

"Not attending morning training?"

Fengchen was stunned in his heart, and then thought of the situation just now.

That set of long fists should be useless to him.

"Yes!"

With Fengchen's permission, Feng Hao was overjoyed, and in this way, he had another morning to cultivate.

"What were you doing?"

"Just now?"

Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, "Forging body." ”

"Forging body? That set of **, did you realize it?"

"It's not!"

Feng Hao scratched his head, but he didn't know what to say.

The matter of burning the elderly, this must not be said.

"Did someone else pass it on to you?"

Fengchen's heart moved, and he blurted out.

"Sort of!"

Feng Hao's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he nodded.

"Hiss"

Feng Chen's heart gasped.

If you can give away someone with such a level, will it be simple?

After a while, he calmed down and looked at his son quietly.

The appearance of this person should be a turning point for him.

But why did such a master take a fancy to him?

At this time, Fengchen thought of what Feng Hao had said to him again.

The body has devoured the medicinal properties of the elixir!

His heart jumped.

"Hao'er!"

"Huh?"

After a pause, Fengchen sighed softly.

He really didn't know how to speak, the Feng family was sorry for him, and now he was

"It's nothing, practice hard!"

"Hmm!"

Looking at the back of Fengchen leaving, Feng Hao shook his head, didn't think much about it, sat there to recover his strength, and at the end of the day, whether it was the control of his physique or strength, it was a significant improvement.

Under the stars, the boy fell under the mahogany tree, panting.

"It's too time-consuming. ”

With Feng Hao's third-level high-level physical strength at this time, he can last for a maximum of thirty rounds, and he has to rest for most of the hour, which means that he has to rest for as long as he cultivates.

The ancient ring on his right hand shimmered, and a transparent figure appeared in front of him.

"Hehe, my physique is too bad. ”

The old man smiled and looked at him with some playfulness.

"Burning the elderly, is there any other way?"

With such a fee, Feng Hao really couldn't afford it, so he could only look at the old man for help.

"There is a way, of course. ”

The old man looked at the excited young man with a smile, "Boy, have you heard of the pharmacist?"

"Pharmacist?"

Feng Hao's eyes widened, "The rumored pharmacist?"

In the Tianwu Continent, in addition to martial arts cultivators, there are two professions, pharmacist and poisoner.

Pharmacist, Tianwu Continent, the most noble profession, the role of its profession, that is, healing.

Who in the world can be disease-free?

No matter how high your cultivation is, there will be times when you get sick, and if you don't have a pharmacist, you can only fall under the power of the disease.

If you want to become a pharmacist, first of all, you must have a 'pharmacopoeia', according to the pharmacopoeia, and then swallow the above-mentioned elixir to condense the 'medicine pill' in the body, which can be regarded as a pharmacist!

Of course, if you want to condense the medicine pill, the amount of elixir spent is extremely terrifying, that is, those big families in big cities can cultivate a pharmacist, which is already very good, besides, the pharmacopoeia is not so good, it is generally passed down from generation to generation.

The rank of a pharmacist is naturally closely related to his pharmacopoeia.

But the poison master is the opposite, the practice is the 'poison code', condensing the poison pill, and they are the most unoffending people on the mainland, and those who offend the poison master often die in the invisible poison.

"Hey, hey!"

The old man laughed proudly, "Apprentice!"

"Apprenticeship?"

Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, and then fell down.

"Master!"

Pharmacist, if he becomes a pharmacist, then the situation will change.

"Hmm!"

The burning old man also became rare and serious, and with a flip of his hand, a glittering pharmacopoeia was suspended above his palm.

'Divine Pesticide Codex', four quaint big characters are presented in front of Feng Hao's eyes.