The white-robed old man paused, raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a smile:

"Your body can't hold it, and besides, it's inevitable that some livestock will find you in this deep mountain and old forest, so... ”

"What kind of place is this, who are you?" Ling Feng was puzzled and worried in his heart, but there was no expression on his face,

Because he knew that the white-robed old man in front of him must have something to ask for him, so he would definitely ensure his safety and take himself out, otherwise how could he come to chat with him when he was idle.

"I ........." The white-robed old man frowned, pondered for a while, and then said with a smile: "I can't remember, but the people of that continent respect me as the god of death." ”

"This is your dream, you boy is so lucky, such a high cliff fell and hung on a branch,

Luckily, what Ganoderma lucidum you are holding on to is my dwelling thing, and seeing that you kid doesn't want to die so much, I have mercy to save you.

How's that, shouldn't you thank me properly!"

"Uh! Thank you for your mercy and help. Ling Feng said respectfully,

He was a man who knew how to repay his kindness, so he bowed heavily to the white-robed old man, and then asked. "How could I be in a dream? ”

Death thought to himself, I really didn't look away!

Looking at Ling Feng with a straight look, he said excitedly:

Gifted, thoughtful, extremely intelligent, with no spiritual roots, and a seemingly ordinary physique but very special, how can this kind of person be an ordinary person.

Seeing that the god of death did not answer, Ling Feng looked at him

Only to find that the Grim Reaper had been staring at him, his eyes were full of desire, which made Ling Feng shudder inexplicably, and secretly said that it was not good: This old man will not have that habit, okay! Otherwise, why don't you speak, just stare at yourself like this.

For himself, as beautiful as a flower, Ling Feng was still 205% confident.

The cold sweat behind his back unconsciously went straight down to the backyard, causing Ling Feng to wake up, his legs tightened, and he looked at the god of death and scolded: "Bad old man, you won't be sick!"

The god of death, who was obsessed with contemplation, heard Ling Feng's words, he didn't react for a while, and after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but laugh and scold: "Stinky boy, I'm not interested in you, although you are very good-looking, but good... It's useless to see it in the cultivation realm. ”

"Oh! what a shame!" Hearing the word Xiuzhen Realm,

Ling Feng's eyes flashed, and he did not hide his strong interest in cultivation, and said vaguely: "Didn't you say that you can let me live, provided that you want me to do something?"

The meaning is obvious, everyone is smart, you might as well say it directly.

The Grim Reaper didn't expect that Ling Feng would actually say a word to his mind, which made him a little embarrassed when he once stood at the top of the continent.

But it's okay like this, so as not to beat around the bush, stared at Ling Feng, and said calmly: "Worship me as a teacher, serve me as a father, can you do it?"

"It's as simple as that?"

Although he had long thought of this possibility, Ling Feng was still very surprised, and finally couldn't help but tease the god of death: "You're not afraid of me killing the teacher?"

"You won't. After saying that, the Grim Reaper turned around and turned his back to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng touched his nose in embarrassment, and asked himself in his heart: Won't I?

Seeing that the god of death didn't want to say much, Ling Feng didn't talk nonsense,

Bent down directly towards the god of death, bowed three times, and said respectfully: "Master, apprentice Ling Feng has saluted you." ”

Death's eyebrows tightened and loosened, and he asked without looking back, "Why don't you kneel?"

"Master, listen to me. ”

The ancients said that one day is a teacher and a father for life, if it was before, I would definitely kneel to heaven and earth and kneel to my parents. Ling Feng looked up at the back of the god of death and said, "But I want to ask you, what is cultivation?"

"Seize the heavens, reverse fate, and control life and death. After speaking, the Grim Reaper paused slightly, could it ......

Sure enough,

Ling Feng said plainly: "Then you don't have to kneel, just rest assured, why bother with these unnecessary actions, besides, you don't have an immortal." ”

Hearing this, the Grim Reaper was slightly silent, and his face was sad.

Yes, Tian'er respected himself so much at the beginning, but it was all hypocritical.

"Well, you don't have to kneel!

Saying that, the god of death turned around, looked at Ling Feng and said, "You must make two vows with the heart of cultivation, otherwise you will fend for yourself here!"

"Say it!" Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, although he didn't understand what the Dao Heart Oath was, but he also knew that if he violated it, the consequences would definitely be...

"One, you must do your best to help the teacher restore the original spirit and reshape the physical body. ”

"Second, when you have the ability, you must act as a teacher and clear the portal. ”

Hearing this, Ling Feng muttered in his heart: It turns out that the master is a primordial god body.

In a moment, he made an oath.

......

Let the god of death be satisfied, very directly, rough talk about some of the basics of cultivation,

He threw Ling Feng three books of different colors and ancient atmosphere, and sat down cross-legged to close his eyes and recuperate.

For example, the realm of cultivation is divided into: the first to the ninth level of physical training, and there is no level realm of qi gathering. After that, Danyi, quenching, condensing, Baoyuan, Zhidao,

Each realm has four small realms, the beginning, the middle, the post, and the peak, and only at certain moments will there be a small realm, consummation.

Martial arts, treasures, and the same is pretty much the same.

Ling Feng looked at the front of the black ancient book, the four traditional characters (Death God Sword Technique, Martial Arts) font exuded a dead air, giving people a very cold feeling.

Then look at the off-white and gold books, respectively (Wu Xi Jue, Body Method and Five Elements Jue, Gong Fa)

I opened the Wuxie Recipe and looked at it carefully, and found that it seemed to be a little wrong, and then looked at the Sword Technique, and immediately frowned, looked at the Grim Reaper in confusion and asked, "Master, are these you giving wrong?"

The Grim Reaper didn't raise his eyelids, and opened his mouth to spit out two words: "What's wrong?"

"No breath, step on the sky, one step on the sky, one step on the nine days.

The first type, stepping on the snow without a trace, note behind the formula: condensation can be used,

Isn't this wrong? There are so many realms ahead, if that's the case, wouldn't it be useless for you to give me this?"

Ling Feng chattered endlessly, speaking quickly, and continued without the slightest breath.

"And there's more,

The Sword of Death, two in one life, two in three, and three in ten thousand swords.

The first form, there is no life under the sword, and it must be in the Baoyuan Realm to be able to perform it, except for the exercises, it seems that they are useless to me!"

Hearing this, the Grim Reaper frowned, opened his eyes and looked at Ling Feng, and said with a flat smile: "There is no way, these three are the lowest."

Boom... I thought that at the beginning, I was a teacher across the continent, and at the peak, I couldn't use martial arts or anything at all, so I waved my hand

Then, the heavens and the earth shattered, the mountains and rivers shattered, and they crossed half the continent in one thought......"

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