Luo Feng took a deep breath, and as the spring mist penetrated into his mouth and nose, he immediately felt a slightly burning breath, flowing in his lungs, the whole person was refreshed, and the fatigue after the battle dissipated a little.

With a raised brow, Luo Feng looked at the flowerbed next to him, his eyes lit up.

"This is the Phosphorus Fire Yuan Flower!"

The phosphorus fire flower is not an ordinary plant, but a kind of second-grade spiritual plant, absorbing the underground fire to grow, the flowers melt when they enter the water, and the soup can boil the muscles and bones for the warrior, restore the vitality, and also have some curative effects on injuries.

Although it is not uncommon to see second-grade spirit plants, such a large piece of phosphorus fire yuan flower is not easy to collect.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of Dayang Mansion, and there is such a good place. ”

Luo Feng had a smile on his face, untied his clothes, and entered the spring.

In an instant, a scorching breath permeated his body, and a pleasant feeling exploded in his body, making him can't help but moan.

He didn't know that these two courtyards were originally Yang Wan'er's residences. It's just that one side is where she usually lives, and this Flying Tiger Residence is where she usually cultivates.

After every cultivation, Yang Wan'er will go to the hot spring to relieve her fatigue, this tiger leaping residence has never allowed any man to enter, even if it is Yang Dingtian, after she was ten years old, she has never stepped into a step, Luo Feng is still the first man to enter here in the past ten years.

Lying in the spring water, Luo Feng completely relaxed, his eyes slightly closed, and his mind recalled the bits and pieces of today's big battle.

The picture of Yang Dingtian, Huang Yuanlao, the two Great Yang City family masters and the two demon generals fighting each other was replayed in his mind over and over again.

The more he thought back to the duel between the masters, the more Luo Feng felt that he was inadequate, whether it was the realm of martial arts or experience, it was thousands of miles behind.

It's not that his level is too poor, it's that these people are too strong, whether it is the two demon generals, or Yang Dingtian, Huang Yuanlao and others, they are all long-famous Spirit Vortex Realm martial artists, even if their qualifications are not as good as him, but the precipitation of the years should not be underestimated.

However, this is a good thing for Luo Feng.

It is not common for Yang Dingtian and Blood Poison Demon to have a life-and-death duel with such a master, coupled with Luo Feng's strong soul power, the details of the battle can be recalled without any difference, and every time he thinks about it, he can understand a lot of things from it, just like a few top masters of the Spirit Vortex Realm personally instructed him to cultivate, and his combat experience and perception of martial arts have all advanced by leaps and bounds invisibly.

The sun sinks into the col, and the night falls, and the stars twinkle.

Not long after nightfall, Luo Feng opened his eyes, his gaze was sharp, so that the mist in the hot spring was silently parted to both sides.

"Sure enough, there is no end to martial arts, and I still have a lot of things to lack......"

Crash!

Luo Feng jumped up and stood next to the hot spring.

The moonlight shone on the curling steam on his body, becoming psychedelic and hazy, and he could vaguely see the tall and slender figure inside, who was over sixteen years old, and had cultivated into the unity of spirit and flesh, he had gradually developed completely, and he had grown taller, and every inch of muscle was extremely smooth, containing extremely terrifying explosive power.

Changing into a set of clean clothes, Luo Feng walked to the middle of the courtyard sprinkled with moonlight, and took out Huang Yuanlao's storage ring and the secret book.

Glancing at the huge mountain peaks that were faintly visible outside Dayang City, Luo Feng let out a slow breath and began to check the contents of the storage ring.

Huang Yuanlao's net worth is not very rich, in the storage ring, there are only 100,000 second-grade yuan stones, in addition, there are some pills, some martial arts cheats.

Most of these cheats are yellow-level martial arts, which are of little value, and there are several books of Xuan-level martial arts cheats, two of which are of the highest grade, and one of them is a sword technique.

Liuyun knife method, Xuan-level high-grade.

The other book of cheats is the secret book of exercises, and the grade has reached the Xuan-level masterpiece, which is the three-day Linyun Gong practiced by Huang Yuanlao.

"Three days of Lin Yungong, a Xuan-level masterpiece, requires a martial artist to cultivate before the age of eighteen, and the vitality of cultivation is characterized by a long and endless life, which can prolong the life of a martial artist in the Spirit Vortex Realm, and the period of time limit can be extended by ten to twenty years. Cultivating to the realm of Dacheng can burn essence and blood, improve strength, and pass on cultivation to others. ”

After turning over the three days of Lin Yungong, Luo Feng immediately closed.

There is no doubt that this exercise is the best among the Xuan-level masterpieces. Just being able to increase the period of a Spirit Whirlpool Realm martial artist by ten to twenty years is commendable.

You must know that the martial artists of the Spirit Whirlpool Realm can generally only live to be one hundred and forty years old, and if they don't step into the True Yuan Realm before this, they can only die in the world.

And the increase of more than ten years of life of this exercise may give martial artists more opportunities to impact the True Yuan Realm, which can be described as a priceless treasure for martial artists with low talent.

After all, no matter how rich you are, you can't buy a life.

Although the three-day Lin Yungong is powerful, Luo Feng does not plan to cultivate, he is confident that it is only a matter of time for him to break through the True Yuan Realm, for the sake of a mere life span of more than ten years, he will give up the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon and cultivate this Xuan-level superb martial arts, which is simply a matter of abandoning the basics.

Although he didn't cultivate, the value of Lin Yungong in the past three days was not trivial, and Luo Feng carefully put away the cheats.

Luo Feng's eyes fell on the cheats handed to him by Elder Huang alone, "This cheatbook, Elder Huang put it away closely, and he attaches so much importance to it, I don't know what it is." ”

Flipping through the cheats, Luo Feng raised his eyebrows.

This is just an ordinary yellow-level mid-grade sword technique, what surprised Luo Feng was not the cheats themselves, but the dense content recorded on the cheats.

These contents tell about Huang Yuanlao's understanding of knife techniques, his own perceptions, as well as the perceptions and opinions of other swordsmen, the theory in front is very shallow, as you turn through the pages, the content behind it gradually becomes more profound, and every word and half a sentence makes Luo Feng chew for a long time, and the aftertaste is endless.

"Good stuff!"

After turning over the cheats to a third of the way, Luo Feng let out an exclamation and closed the book, his face full of excitement.

The content of this secret book records Huang Yuanlao's various perceptions from a chakra realm martial artist, step by step to the Spirit Vortex Realm, and until the eightfold peak of the Spirit Vortex Realm, not only that, but there are also some cultivation experiences of famous swordsmen.

Huang Yuanlao has lived for more than 140 years, most of his life has been specializing in knife techniques, because of the limitations of qualifications, he knows that there is no hope of breaking through the true yuan, so he began to concentrate on the study of knife theory, and consulted the famous swordsmen from all over the world.

Don't underestimate theoretical knowledge, for martial artists, you can only become an ordinary master without theory, and to become a top master, or even a generation of grandmasters, you must have a theory to lay the foundation.

This is like chopping wood, the reckless man only knows how to win with strength, and ten percent of his strength can only exert seven or eight percent. However, people who are rich in theory can exert ingenuity, and exert seventy percent of the power to exert ten percent of the effect.

The difference between the two seems to be not big, but in fact the difference is 108,000 miles. This is also why the martial artists of the same realm, the side with rich combat experience, often win the final victory, and the experience gained from actual combat is also a kind of theory.

To put it bluntly, to Luo Feng, this book of cheats is worth even more than all the wealth on him, and it is a priceless treasure!

As long as all the knowledge in this book is digested, he has the experience of a swordsman who has been immersed in sword art for more than 100 years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a master of sword art.

Looking at the huge mountain shadow outside Dayang City, Luo Feng said to himself:

"Master, not only did you disregard your own life to teach me cultivation, but also taught me all your life's work, I will definitely remember your entrustment and not let anyone hurt Wan'er in the slightest. I will devote myself to the content of this secret book, and I will never let it be humiliated!"

Exhaling a heavy breath of turbidity, Luo Feng saluted in the direction of the mountain peak and put away the cheats.

The cultivation of sword theory is not an overnight thing, and the cultivation experience recorded in the back of this secret book is very profound, and it is quite difficult to understand it with his current realm, so he is ready to practice step by step.

Walking to the middle of the courtyard and sitting cross-legged, Luo Feng closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

The Origin Yuan Qi imparted to him by Elder Huang was too huge, even if it was the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon, it could not be completely refined in a short period of time, and a large part remained in the body, Luo Feng was ready to use these few days to concentrate on cultivation and impact the late stage of the Seventh Fold of the Spirit Whirlpool Realm.

......

The night was silent, only the stars twinkling.

In the wasteland hundreds of miles away from Dayang City, five warriors walked in the vast night, their eyes aimlessly scanning the surroundings.

"I see that the bloody corpses have been slaughtered, how can there not appear in this wilderness if there are bloody corpses that smell our breath. Let's go back to Dayang City, this battle is finally over, go back and have some fun and relax. ”

A young warrior whistled, his head resting on his hands, and turned back to the four behind him.

The young woman next to her looked displeased:

"Lin Shan, have you forgotten those bloody corpses during the day, how to kill our companions?"

The young warrior's face froze, and he sneered, "I'm just joking. ”

"It's not funny. ”

The young woman pursed her lips, her eyes were cold, and she fought during the day, and her childhood sweetheart was bitten to death by a bloody corpse in order to save her.

"The blood corpse is too evil, if there is any omission, it will be a disaster for ordinary people, let's not be careless, look for another fifty miles, and if we don't find it, we will go back to Dayang City." Since we have received the commission from Dayang Mansion, we can't be perfunctory. A middle-aged swordsman in the back said.

"Yes. ”

The middle-aged swordsman was the leader of the five, and when he heard this, all the others stopped talking.

Whining......

Suddenly, there was a slight sound from the front.

"What people!"

Everyone's faces changed drastically, their swords unsheathed, and their eyes showed vigilance.

"Bloody Corpse Chase...... Broke his leg...... Woo...... It hurts ......."

On the ground in front of him, a slender figure curled up on the ground, and a low whimper came in the wind, the sound was crisp and pleasant, but it was not very clear.

"Scared me. ”

The young warrior exhaled and stepped forward.

The middle-aged swordsman always felt that something was wrong, and stopped: "Lin Shan, wait a minute." ”

"Boss, what's wrong. The sound of a bloody corpse is not so good......"

The young warrior smiled back, and halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly, and his head had already flown out of his neck.

When he saw his body, he had a stunned expression on his face, and he wondered why his body was getting farther and farther away from him.