Feng Wutian was stunned when he heard this, and said impatiently: "You kid doesn't even know the spirit weapon, you should always know the level of martial arts!"

Ye Chen nodded hurriedly: "I know this, martial arts are divided into elementary, intermediate, and high, and there are also top-grade martial arts." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Feng Wutian nodded with satisfaction: "What else?"

"And, it's gone!" Ye Chen frowned slightly, and his face was speechless.

"It's gone...... Hmm, you hillbilly, you are really ignorant and fearless!" This time it was Feng Wutian's turn to be speechless.

Ye Chen's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he said with a shocked expression: "What's the matter, is there a higher-level martial art on top of the best martial arts?"

"What do you say?" "Let me tell you straight, the best martial arts are from low to high, in order of heaven, spirit, ancestor, king, emperor, emperor, saint, and god!

Ye Chen silently calculated with a confused face: "Elementary, intermediate, high, superlative, heaven-level, spirit-level...... Shh

"Now you understand how the spirit weapon exists, right?" Feng Wutian seemed to be holding back a breath of anger.

"Well, the junior understands!" Ye Chen's face was embarrassed, and his mind was a little trance.

"Hey, no, isn't the predecessor a Martial Emperor-level powerhouse?Why did you leave only one spiritual weapon, your imperial weapon?" Ye Chen took a deep breath, and two sleek lights lit up in his eyes.

The corners of Feng Wutian's eyes twitched, and he said in a deep voice: "Imperial weapon, hehe, you kid is really a lion's mouth, and now I give you an imperial weapon, I'm afraid it will kill you!" The old man's imperial weapon blew itself up in the big battle that year, and this 'Heavenly Waterfall Sword' was still encountered by chance on the way here, and it was snatched from a junior when he looked at it, oh ......"

Speaking of this, Feng Wutian suddenly stopped talking, and a trace of embarrassment flashed on his face.

"You actually robbed a junior's things?" Ye Chen looked at Feng Wutian with a stunned expression, and his gaze became extremely strange.

"What's this?" Feng Wutian forcibly hid his embarrassment, and said with a nonchalant expression: "If I hadn't been cheeky back then, what would I give you now? With your current strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to use even one-tenth of your power, you kid can't be cheap!"

"Ahem...... Dare to love the seniors to do this for me! Obey, I obey! You have worked hard!" Ye Chen arched his hand, with a gesture of bowing to the wind.

"By the way, senior, who snatched this spiritual weapon from, and which sect does it belong to? Is there any heir now? I will know it when I meet it in the future!" Ye Chen's face changed and he asked hurriedly.

At this moment, Feng Wutian's illusory figure flickered again, becoming more illusory and ethereal.

"It's too late! The old man will pass on your mantra of the exercises, let go of the Divine Mansion, don't resist!" Feng Wutian's face changed, and he said hurriedly.

Ye Chen was also shocked when he heard this, but he still had some concerns in his heart.

Seeing this situation, Feng Wutian didn't have time to care, his figure appeared in front of Ye Chen with a slight shake, and his right hand pressed on Ye Chen's head without saying anything.

The stone cave suddenly brightened, and the next moment, Ye Chen only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Chen's body shook and suddenly woke up.

At this moment, Feng Wutian had disappeared without a trace, and even that Dharma Body no longer existed.

Ye Chen sat up slowly, and suddenly a sharp pain came from his mind, followed by a stream of unfamiliar memories flooding into his mind.

"The refining method of the Stygian Wind Bead!" Ye Chen's eyes flashed, and he nodded to himself, it seemed that Feng Wutian was not too pitiful.

"Wind Flow?" The next memory jumped into his mind, but his face became strange: "Hehe, why isn't it called 'Wind Flow Technique'? Oh, it turned out to be a retreat technique." ”

"Wind Slash!" The third memory came out of the shadows, and it seemed to be a set of powerful exercises.

The last thing that came to mind was the treasure method of the Heavenly Waterfall Sword, and some scattered information.

Ye Chen closed his eyes cross-legged, silently fusing these memories, and only opened his eyes again after half an hour, but there was a depressed expression on his face.

"Senior Feng is really not very reliable, although he left a 'Heavenly Waterfall Sword', but if he can't leave this cave, what is the use of a good spiritual weapon?" Ye Chen sighed and shook his head.

"Can you really subdue this orb?" Looking at the Stygian Wind Bead quietly suspended beside him, Ye Chen's eyes were a little straight.

At this moment, he even had some doubts that the magic technique left by Feng Wutian would work.

After hesitating for a moment, he did not rush to refine the Stygian Wind Bead, but summoned the True Yuan Shield to walk towards the whirlpool against the huge wind force, only to be bounced back by a huge force when he was still a few feet away from the whirlpool.

After several attempts, he was unable to get close to the whirlpool, and had no choice but to return in desperation.

"I can't manage so much now, let's fight to the death!" After pondering for a moment, he had to abandon his illusions and start refining the Stygian Wind Bead.

Ye Chen turned around and sat cross-legged against the Stygian Wind Bead, and began to operate the refining technique left by Feng Wutian.

With the slow operation of this set of techniques, he suddenly found that the Heaven and Earth Reincarnation Technique that he had cultivated for a long time also began to operate on its own, and at the same time, a strange energy slowly surged towards his right arm, and finally came to his right palm.

"The power of reincarnation!" Ye Chen's eyes flashed, and he turned over his right palm to see that the spirit ruins had indeed been transformed.

Different from the past, after blessing the power of reincarnation, the spirit ruins seem to have become much more active, hovering in the palm of their hands, ready to move.

"It seems that this set of techniques is really a bit unique!" Ye Chen's eyes shrank, and he nodded slowly.

The next moment, he raised his right arm and slowly leaned towards the Stygian Wind Bead, and after a short hesitation, he finally held the Stygian Wind Bead tightly in his hand.

In an instant, he only felt a shock in his palm, and a cold power that froze through the bone marrow instantly penetrated into his right arm, and surged towards the sea of qi without stopping.

Ye Chen's complexion changed, he hurriedly threw away his distracting thoughts, and used the refining technique taught by Feng Wutian with all his might, even so, it only slowed down the momentum of the cold power slightly, and the feeling of incomparable coldness did not weaken in the slightest.

"Could it be that this is the 'Netherworld Qi'?" Ye Chen gritted his teeth for a moment and couldn't help but secretly curse the pit father, refining the Netherworld Wind Bead was far more difficult than he imagined, no wonder Feng Wutian would fall because of this.

After that icy cold force entered the sea of qi, it still did not stop, and soon rushed into the dantian.

Under the urging of the reincarnation of heaven and earth, the spiritual root suddenly shone brightly and began to devour this cold power frantically.

Time kept passing, Ye Chen's eyes were tightly closed, his face was miserable, a thick layer of cold air was wrapped around his body, and a thick layer of frost even formed on the ground around him.

I don't know how long it took, the cold in the stone cave gradually dissipated, and the frost on the ground had disappeared, and Ye Chen, who was sitting quietly like a stone sculpture, suddenly opened his eyes.