After seeing Wang Zun off, Chen Feng slowly opened the window. A wisp of breeze blew gently by the window, ruffling his hair. The bright sunshine shone on his face, bringing a burst of warmth.╔26nbsp;╗
Chen Feng looked at the lush flowers and plants and the towering ancient trees outside the window, feeling confused for a while.
What do I do here? Am I just a lamb to be slaughtered? I obviously have strong capital, but I suffer from humiliation. Is this the life I want?
Chen Feng clenched his fists tightly, and his nails had dug deeply into his skin. An unprecedented violent aura kept rising in his heart. This kind of rage burned crazily, gradually swallowing up the last bit of Chen Feng's rationality.
Yes, this is the world of immortality, where the immortals prosper forever and the weak survive in humble circumstances. Only true strength can crush all conspiracies one by one.
Until this moment, Chen Feng finally got rid of the shackles of the past and truly understood the fundamental law of the world of immortality: the weak and the strong. If you want to survive, you must look down on the people like the hot sun in the sky, dazzling and bright.
The huge room was filled with spiritual energy, and the incense curled up from the incense burner slowly spread throughout the room.
On the soft couch, Yang Ming sat cross-legged, and traces of spiritual energy entered his body through his spiritual roots, refined and purified bit by bit, and then flowed towards his dantian.
"Master! Third junior brother is awake!" Wang Zun walked into the room slowly, bowed and stopped five meters in front of Yang Mingju.
"Yes!" Yang Mingju slowly opened his eyes, impatience flashed across his face, and waved Wang Zun to step back.
Wang Zun was not angry at Yang Mingju's attitude, but indifferently handed over his hands and prepared to leave.
But at this moment, Yang Mingju suddenly felt a rush all over his body, his eyes were filled with light, and a flush of excitement appeared on his face, which was in sharp contrast to the impatience on his face before.
"Zun'er! Do you have any doubts about using the Great Return Pill for your master?" Just as Wang Zun was about to walk out of the room, Yang Mingju suddenly spoke.
Wang Zun looked startled, paused, turned around hurriedly, and said with a chuckle: "Master, you are worrying too much. Third junior brother and I share the same clan. I believe that even I will use Dahu without hesitation in that situation."
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"Yes!" Yang Mingju looked at Wang Zun indifferently, with an inexplicable meaning flashing in his eyes, and then he smiled: "Zun'er, practice hard and don't think too much. You are extremely talented. I believe that your achievements in the future will not be weaker than Master!
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"As long as my disciple can achieve half of your achievements, Master, I will be satisfied!" Wang Zun heard Yang Mingju's words, looked frightened, and quickly bowed.
"Haha! Go down!" Yang Mingju didn't reply, he just laughed and waved away the king.
Wang Zun walked out of the room quickly, Yang Mingju hummed thoughtfully for a while, turned his head and looked in the direction of Chen Feng's room, a look of fanaticism suddenly appeared on his face.
"It's really successful, third-grade earth spiritual root, third-grade earth spiritual root, good disciple, you really did not disappoint the master..."
On the first floor of the library, Chen Feng was flipping through ancient classics one after another.
"Light Body Technique? It seems a little weaker!" Chen Feng closed the books in his hands, put them back on the bookshelf, and then continued to search.
"Huan Luo Bu?" Chen Feng picked up a classic book curiously and flipped through it.
Huan Luo Bu consumes a huge amount of energy, circulates the energy on the legs, and uses the ### movement of the body to create afterimages to confuse the enemy's sight. After practicing to a great extent, you can kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace for thousands of miles.
Chen Feng looked at Huan Luo Bu's introduction and couldn't help but laugh. The skills in the secular world were too exaggerated. Even a cultivator as strong as the foundation-building stage would not dare to say that he would leave no trace for thousands of miles.
However, after thinking about it, Chen Feng still became interested in this classic. In his opinion, even if he lost the battle with Zeng Baichuan, if he could rely on his speed to sneak in front of him, he would be able to sneak in front of him with a good weapon.
The spiritual weapon may not be incapable of fighting.
Since there are already books on improving body skills, Chen Feng did not waste any time and turned around and walked towards the library management at the door.
"Junior sister Huang, do you think this worldly swordsmanship is too exaggerated? The sword is angry and will be withered forever!" Just as Chen Feng was about to walk to the door, a low voice came into his ears.
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"Gee, Senior Brother Zhang, everyone has said that things in the secular world are like this. How big do you think a frog in a well can see?"
Chen Feng stopped, turned around and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a man and a woman, holding a book and smiling lowly.
Chen Feng rolled his eyes and retreated into the rows of bookshelves. After waiting for a moment, a man and a woman put the classics in their hands back on the bookshelves and walked away. Chen Feng walked to the place where the two of them were before as if nothing had happened, and reached out and took out the books.
That ancient book called the Raging Sword.
The angry sword is as fast as thunder, and the sword is like a rainbow. It introduces the whole body's true energy into the sword body, and uses the rapid gravity to pull out the angry sword. It will wither forever. When you use the angry sword, you are fearless about life and death. Life and death are only between one sword.
Chen Feng looked at Nu Jian's introduction and scratched his head in confusion. This introduction was really interesting. Do you want to put all your wealth and life on one move?
After thinking about it, Chen Feng shook his head and reached out to put the secret book back. But when he put his hand on the bookshelf, he suddenly paused and took the wrathful sword back.
"I don't have true energy now. Although I don't know if the spiritual energy can be used as true energy, but if I combine the magic step and the angry sword, I might be able to use it as a life-threatening blow!"
Chen Feng thought about the feasibility in his mind and took two books to the management office of the library.
"Junior brother is here to borrow books again?" Because Chen Feng often goes in and out of the library, the few old men who manage the library are already very familiar with him. When they saw Chen Feng coming, they said with a smile.
Chen Feng nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, Senior Brother Liu, please help me copy these two books!"
"Secular Kung Fu?" The old man surnamed Liu was slightly startled when he saw the two books. When he saw Chen Feng's affirmative nod, he smiled bitterly and walked towards a room.
After a while, the old man came out with two brand-new books and handed them to Chen Feng.
After taking the books, Chen Feng put the two books back into the ring with a thought. Then he flipped over with one hand, and two fluorescent gravels appeared in his palm.
"This, this is bluestone?" The old man was startled, and took the two stones from Chen Feng's hand in surprise, and then looked at them carefully.
"Yes, it is indeed a low-grade spiritual stone, but I have never seen a spiritual stone of this kind in my decades of life!"
After carefully sensing it for a long time, the old man found that although the material of this spiritual stone was similar to ordinary bluestone, it did contain the same spiritual power as other low-grade spiritual stones, so he laughed dryly and put away the two spiritual stones.
Chen Feng chuckled and nodded. There was no trace of emotion on his face, but a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body. This was his first time using an artificial spirit stone. He didn't expect it to be successful...