After Zhang Budong read Zheng Qi's words, a picture of a handsome young monk standing on the top of the mountain flashed in his mind, with infinite regret in his eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Sighing that the catastrophe ten thousand years ago did bury many Tianzong characters, this genius monk Zheng Qi has found a shortcoming in the "Tiger Wing Wind Thunder Escape Method", and has tried to improve this exercise, but fate did not give him this opportunity, and the immortals of the fairy world ruined everything.

Just imagine, if he can succeed, I'm afraid the entire Qianyuan Sect will be a sensation.

In the countless years of history of the Qianyuan Sect, there will be a place for him Zheng Qi, and for any sect, the appearance of a practice that can be called the inheritance of the top ten protectors is a great merit.

But the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and Zheng Qi, who was rich in heaven, was ruined by the catastrophe of destroying the sect, but the cycle of cause and effect was cheaper than Zhang Budong, a latecomer.

As the saying goes, the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, and Zhang Budong was the one who enjoyed the shade at this time.

Looking at the mighty wings on the back of the flying tiger in the secret room, Zhang Budong couldn't help but shine brightly.

He knew that the wings above this pair of flying tigers should be the pair of yin and yang tiger wings that Zheng Qi said in Yu Jian's message.

First, he withdrew his divine sense from the delicate jade slip in his hand, and Zhang Budong respectfully put the jade slip back to its original position.

Then he walked slowly forward and walked in front of the statue of the Flying Tiger.

Zhang Budong performed a junior etiquette in the realm of mountains and seas, and then performed the trick of collecting wings recorded in the jade slip, which Zheng Qi had already considered and mentioned in the jade slip.

I saw that the tiger wings turned into a white light, fell into Zhang Budong's hands, and turned into delicate wings the size of his palm.

"Ruffian Dragon, I want to meditate and refine these wings now, you protect the Dharma for me, don't disturb me. ”

Zhang Budong took away the pair of white wings, and his expression was much more serious than before.

At this time, I don't know if it's because of the resonance with this pair of wings, or because of his admiration for Zheng Qi, in short, Zhang Budong's heart for the birdman is no longer there, and he even can't wait to repair this magical power.

"Don't worry, boss, I'm sure you'll miss a hair. ”

In fact, in this cave, it is almost impossible to have any disturbing factors, but the heart of precaution must be held at all times.

After saying this, the ruffian dragon had already gone to lie down not far away, making a loyal appearance and always monitoring the Quartet, Zhang Budong felt much more at ease.

He smiled slightly, his legs were lying on the spot, holding his breath and concentrating, the mana flowed to himself, and he was sure that his state was correct, and he really entered the state of meditation and enlightenment on the spot.

"Calm your mind and soothe your mind. Wind and thunder tiger wings, attached to my body. Heaven and earth have no wings, and sincerely yearn for them. Melt your own essence and turn the wings of yin and yang. Wings, raw. ”

As Zhang Budong kept reciting the mantra in his mouth, his own spiritual power also circulated the meridians around his body according to the "Tiger Wing Wind and Thunder Escape Method", and the white wings that he originally held in his hand became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a warm current and integrated into his body.

"Ahh

Zhang Budong, who was suddenly meditating on his knees, let out a burst of painful moans, and beads of sweat on his forehead continued to gush out, as if he was experiencing the most painful punishment in the world.

"Boss, what's wrong? Don't scare me. ”

When the ruffian who was protecting the Dharma saw such a change, he became an ant on a hot pot in a hurry, thinking that something had gone wrong with Zhang Budong's cultivation, and hurriedly asked.

"Ahh It's okay, ah, this is a necessary process for refining Wind Thunder Tiger Wings. ”

Zhang Budong replied sweating profusely, and even said that this was a necessary process.

In fact, for such a sudden pain, I can't blame others, only Zhang Budong is a little arrogant.

Originally, Zheng Qi described a lot of the pain of this step in the jade slip, but Zhang Budong thought that it would not be too much pain and ignored it.

In his opinion, his own Qinglong battle body was extremely strong, and the pain in his body was not a piece of cake for him to admit in the past.

How did he know that pain is one thing, and there are more human feelings in the world than pain.

At this time, I really experienced it, and Zhang Budong knew that my predecessors were honest and did not deceive me.

"I can't complain that no one has cultivated this powerful supernatural power, and this entry is not a human sin. ”

Zhang Budong gritted his teeth and said, these words were a complaint about this exercise, and it was not without saying to distract himself from the boundless pain at this time.

As he spoke, there was another change.

I saw that Zhang Budong was distracted by his mana, and he actually put away the Heavenly Silkworm Treasure Armor that his mother used for him to protect himself, revealing his extremely masculine body due to his cultivation of the Blue Dragon Battle Body.

The muscles are perfectly put together to form a rare work of art.

"Boss, you really want to change into a birdman!"

At this time, Zhang Budong had already retired from his cultivation state, and the ruffian dragon's words now were not afraid of affecting his cultivation, but could distract him from his attention and pain.

"You're a birdman! Your whole family is a birdman, and you are not allowed to say this in the future. ”

Zhang Budong suddenly became angry, at this time, he only felt that above his back, under his shoulders, and with his armpits facing inward, it was as if two living creatures were drilling out.

It wasn't painful, but it was full of itching, it could be said to be itching to the heart and the soul.

At this point, Zhang Budong knew why in his previous life, there was a tickle in the ten tortures of the Manchu Dynasty, it turned out that the itch that you can't scratch is a knife that kills people without bloodshed, although it can't kill with a knife, but it cuts into the heart, so that you can't rest.

"Ahhh ”

No matter how Zhang Budong's thoughts flew, the pain was always there, and his roar lasted for half an hour before Zhang Budong finally calmed down again.

"It's finally over, let me rest for a while, let me sleep for a while. ”

At this time, Zhang Budong's head was full of beads of sweat, and he didn't have time to wipe it, and after saying this to the ruffian, he simply fell asleep.

"Boss, boss, wake up, you're really asleep, okay, then I'll wait for you ......"

The ruffian tried to shout twice, and after finding that Zhang Budong was really tired to the point of falling into a coma, he no longer shouted at Zhang Budong, but silently retreated to the side and waited.

It's been so long, Zhang Budong's painful appearance has also been seen with his own eyes, and he is also very distressed, knowing that this kind of pain is really destroying people's souls and destroying people's hearts.

"But this birdman's appearance is quite lethal!"

The ruffian looked at Zhang Budong who was unconscious, and somehow, he said this.

The secret room was quiet, and the mighty dragon and the unconscious Zhang Budong formed a somewhat strange picture. (To be continued.) )