The hall was quiet. All the old men in black robes looked at me and I looked at you, but no one said anything.
It can detoxify the heart-burning poison and cure incurable diseases, which makes them very entangled. Killing is not a problem, and not killing is not a problem. If they are just ordinary "pharmacists", they can do it, but such ability
If a person with an incurable disease is killed, the pharmacopoeia in his body will be destroyed, which will simply cut off his own life.
"Elders, do you have anything to pay attention to?"
The charming girl frowned slightly and spoke out slowly in a cold voice.
"Saint Girl, I feel that such a young man cannot be killed."
An old man came out and said.
Here, he is the oldest, and undoubtedly the most afraid of death.
"If I don't kill you, if the news spreads, can you take the responsibility?"
The young girl's cold gaze swept across the group of old men, and they all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at them.
"this..."
All the old men looked at each other and did not dare to answer.
"snort!"
The girl snorted softly and narrowed her eyes, "But I don't have to kill him. I'm curious how a fifteen-year-old boy can get rid of the heart-burning poison."
After a pause, she continued, "I want to meet him. If he is willing to join the divine religion, then it doesn't matter if he is made a holy son. If he is not willing, hum!..."
The words were cold and ruthless, and all the elders who listened were also shocked.
Every generation of saints, not to mention their strength, has medicine skills that are absolutely unmatched by anyone. Whether it is poison or elixir, in their hands, they can brew poison.
In terms of nature, it can be said that the whole person is a poison that cannot be touched at all. When angry, it can kill all the strong people within a thousand miles.
"yes!"
All the elders did not dare to criticize, they all lowered their heads.
"Give me the detailed information of that boy."
Seeing their honest looks, the girl put away her angry expression and called out to the old man who stood up.
"yes!"
The old man trembled, took out a folding book from his sleeve, and handed it to the girl.
"Feng Hao, Xilan Kingdom?"
After reading it, the girl narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the sky outside the hall.
"Just let me come and meet you..."
The voice is charming and ethereal, floating to the sky.
...
In the inner courtyard, in the fifth row of the Black Cultivation Tower, in the dark room, a figure sat cross-legged. Silver-white arcs of electricity were constantly dazzling on his body. As the arcs dazzled, his body
It was also shaking slightly.
"Dong dong!..."
The iron door of the room was knocked. Hearing the sound, Feng Hao opened his eyes.
"Little Feng, your little lover is looking for you!"
Jianmu's voice came in from outside the "door".
"Oh, I understand, thank you so much, Third Elder!"
Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, replied, exhaled, and stood up.
Shaking himself up, he clenched his fists, and listening to the crisp sound erupting from his body, he curved the corner of his mouth in a slight arc and whispered, "Thunder attribute, it is indeed a divine object for physical training."
After a few months, his physique has improved greatly, which he did not expect. This degree really surprised him.
"You should be able to reach the high level of martial arts soon, right? If this continues..."
Feng Hao couldn't help but squirm a little, and there was a trace of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"Boy, stop dreaming!"
Old Fen's voice came out, interrupting his "obscene" thoughts.
"how?"
Feng Hao was stunned, wiped the corner of his mouth and asked.
"This thunder attribute can be used for physical training. It can also be said to be an accelerator for physical training in the early stage. However, do you really think you can reach the top with this thing?"
Old Fen asked with a somewhat disdainful tone.
"Can't it?"
Feng Hao was a little confused.
"Boy, carefully observe the changes in your body. What are the scopes of this thunder attribute?"
The old man's voice was full of caution, reminding him.
Hearing this, Feng Hao did not hesitate, closed his eyes silently, and carefully felt the changes in his body.
"Chichi!..."
Silver snakes flashed and intertwined within the body. Flesh, tendons, skin, and bones were all within its scope.
"Dong dong!...Dong dong!..."
Feng Hao heard the sound of his own heartbeat.
"Wuzong practices viscera?"
His heart lit up, and he suddenly realized, "It turns out that this external force can only train the bones, but it can't train the internal organs. No wonder..."
At this time, Feng Hao understood why there were many martial arts sects in Fengyue Academy, but not one martial master. It turned out that the role of the black tower was only limited to martial arts.
"Wuzong, that is a different realm that cannot be achieved by external force. It can be said that the realm of Wuzong is also a very important stage in the journey of martial arts!"
Old Fen's voice sounded, quite cautious.
"Different realms?"
Feng Hao seemed to understand but not quite.
"That's right, you should also understand by now that a warrior's martial energy simply comes from the muscles, while a martial artist derives his energy from his muscles and veins. Similarly, the human body has five internal organs. In the martial arts, the martial energy is derived from the internal organs.
Every time you refine a Zang, an additional Wuyuan vortex can be born within that Zang, so at the Wuzong level, it is divided into five small realms."
Fen Lao explained in detail, "Hua Yuntian is in the second viscera realm. He has already developed his heart and liver, forming two vortexes. I think his lungs are almost done. They should be far away from the third viscera."
The realm of filth is not far away either.”
"Derived into five vortexes? Is this okay?"
Feng Hao was a little surprised and a little stunned.
This was something he had never been exposed to before. After all, Wuzong was too far away from him.
"There's still a lot you don't know. Let's talk about it when we get to Wuzong."
Mr. Fen ignored him and immediately became silent.
"Wuzong practices internal organs and generates five vortexes? What about Martial Master? Practice marrow? What kind of state is that? What kind of existence is there at the end of martial arts?"
Feng Hao walked out of the room in this trance.
When he went outside, he saw Wan Xin waving to him with excitement.
Looking at that charming and pretty face, Feng Hao's lips curved into a wise smile.
"Third Elder."
Arriving at the door, he first greeted Jianmu.
"go Go."
Jianmu waved his hand casually and winked at him contentedly, which made Feng Hao blush and quickly walked towards the girl.
"Hurry up, come with me!"
As soon as she came out of the black tower, Wan Xin took Feng Hao's arm and ran towards the outside world.
"Xin'er, what's wrong?"
The girl he saw looked very surprised and eager, Feng Hao couldn't help but ask.
"Uncle Feng and the others have come to the capital, don't you know?"
Wan Xin pursed her lips in anger.
"Uncle Feng? My father?"
Feng Hao was stunned.
"Um."
Wan Xin nodded and looked at the surprised boy with a smile on his face.
"Walk!"
Holding the girl's arm, the two of them ran towards the school gate.
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