"Yeah, I'm awake. Didn't we wake up?"

Yang Feng looked at Tang Hao's indifferent face and smiled and said, "How is it, how are you recovering?"

"It's almost done, where are you?"

"I...I'm soon, and I'll be back to the top soon, hahaha!"

He beat him up and haha. Yang Feng raised his hand and took a bite of the apple to relieve his embarrassment.

In fact, in the past few months, Yang Feng has no idea how to restore his strength. However, he cannot be seen and must hold on.

Tang Hao stared at the slightly shaking apple in his hand, and the light flashed in his eyes. He had seen through everything, but he did not poke it out, but just murmured: "If you have any confusion in your understanding, you will be confused.

You might as well return to the starting point and do it again, there may be the answer you want there."

"What's the meaning?"

"It's very simple. How did you practice this technique for the first time, that's your starting point."

Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao's eyes became deeper: "The Lord of Tao once said that the world and everything are born and destroyed, and all confusion, as long as you find. Asxs., you can determine the end. Now you have lost all your skills.

If you want to recover completely, you might not look for it, but look forward."

Looking forward?

Yang Feng raised his eyes and thought, as if he understood something. He immediately turned around and ran to his cave: "Brother, prepare paper, ink, pen and inkstone for me!"

"What are you doing, brother?"

"I want to write down the martial arts to see if I can understand something from the...asxs."

Yang Feng's rapid voice came from Wen Liang's ears, Tang Hao smiled slightly, and continued to close his eyes and meditate.

A quarter of an hour later, in Yang Feng's cave, Yang Feng held a wolf's hair in his hand and frowned deeply at a stack of white rice paper.

.asxs., his martial arts.asxs., comes from a book called Yin Pingmei. I don’t know who wrote it. Anyway, there are other martial arts of the gods, the Yin and Yang Sutra of Heaven and Earth.

At this moment, he had already lost everything and didn't know how to restore his skills. Tang Hao suggested that he start with .asxs. Then this .asxs. is Yin Ping Mei, or the martial arts hidden inside.

However, the martial arts inside entered his body directly, not what he had learned from his cultivation, so the only thing he remembered now was the content of this Yin Ping Mei.

Dead horses are treated as living horses, and perhaps from the contents of this silver bottle plum, you can slowly recall the power of the gods.

But... what is the content of this Yinping Mei?

Oh, how could I remember such a big book like this without saying a word? I only remember the way it records and practiced with the Jade Cicada... Hehehe.

Yang Feng couldn't help but think about it, and he became so happy that he closed his eyes.

Well!

In an instant, a dazzling light immediately shot into the originally dark mind, as if the door to a higher level had been opened again.

However, Yang Feng didn't care. He just had a comfortable smile on his lips and recalled every bit of the past, but his subordinates unconsciously wrote quickly and poured into a thousand miles.

Wen Liang kept the pass for him, after all, he wanted to write the secrets of peerless magical skills, and he couldn't just disturb him and peek at him.

However, Yang Feng's dictation speed still shocked Wen Liang, especially when Yang Feng was writing at a very fast speed, his eyes were always closed, as if his brain and his hands were completely isolated, and he was not doing the same thing at all.

Looking at the smile on his face, it seemed like he was dreaming, and it was a kind of dream, but he wrote very seriously, and his handwriting seemed to be alive, so sonorous and powerful.

Tang Hao secretly walked to their cave entrance, looked up, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he quickly left.

In this way, a day passed. Huo Yanfeng and Li Xiaolan were searching for some food nearby and came back. Seeing Yang Feng's crazy look, he said strangely: "What's wrong with him, the ancestor?"

"Brother is writing his peerless magical secrets. Once this set of skills is practiced, you can kill gods and destroy demons and be invincible!"

"real?"

When his eyes lit up, Huo Yanfeng said with anticipation: "Then I have to see it carefully. The ancestor's peerless magical skills are absolutely extraordinary."

Sweet!

Suddenly, a flash of light, Jin Ling and Di Abro came back and said anxiously: "A team of Shura Gods have searched here, we have to transfer again. Hey, what is he doing?"

squeak!

Before Wen Liang could reply, Yang Feng's pen tip had already stopped. When he slowly opened his eyes, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Hey, what is this?"

"Brother, have you finished writing your skills?"

Wen Liang was happy and hurried forward and smiled.

Yang Feng was still a little confused: "I wrote this... I wrote it? No, why don't I remember it? I actually wrote down the entire silver bottle plum without saying a word? Oh, my hands are so sore!"

"That...Brother, I can admire your martial arts.

Two?"

At this time, Wen Liang rubbed his hands embarrassedly, full of expectations.

Yang Feng laughed unanimously: "Of course, you naturally need to share the good things with your brothers. Take them to see. Don't be polite, hahaha!"

"Thank you brother!"

Wen Liang was overjoyed and hurriedly took it to study hard. However, after reading two lines, his face turned red and his hands trembled involuntarily, and his whole body temperature increased rapidly.

Huo Yanfeng, who was standing beside him, looked curious: "Uncle Wen Liang, what's wrong with you? How is my ancestor's martial arts like?"

"Brother is the big brother. This set of skills is easy to understand, and it makes people unable to stop when they start. Their blood is boiling. It is worthy of being a peerless magical skill!"

"Really? Let me show it!"

When Huo Yanfeng lit up his eyes, he rushed over and studied hard. But after three minutes, two rays of red blew out of his nose involuntarily, and tears filled his eyes: "The ancestor is such a talented man, so unique."

The magical power should be passed down with our Huo family tree. If it is passed down by men or women, our Huo family will be prosperous and prosperous. This is really the treasure left by our ancestors to our descendants, and we must cherish it."

What?

Li Xiaolan looked at it strangely and hurriedly came over: "What kind of martial arts are you doing? Why are you two just watching it for a while? It's as easy to understand? Show me!"

"Oh no, no, this is passed on to men but not women. It's not appropriate for you to see it. If you have the chance, I will teach you when there is no one around."

"Why wait for no one to wait? Isn't it enough to show me now?"

"No, this is really inappropriate!"

His head was shaking like a rattle. Huo Yanfeng hurriedly hid the secret of magical skills behind him. He smiled suddenly, but with a buzzing sound, the manuscript disappeared and fell into Jin Ling's hands.

"What are you doing? It's so mysterious? Generally, the skills of the divine realm are transmitted with divine consciousness, because the more advanced the skills, they can only be understood, not written in words. How can they be written in words? Ordinary people still have

You can understand it at a glance? Only the mortal martial arts are so shallow. Let me see what I want!"

"Grandma, don't..."

Huo Yanfeng wanted to stop it, but unfortunately it was too late. Jin Ling just glanced at it and her face turned red and her whole body became hot. At the same time, a charming face might have sank quickly, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Old Huo, are you doing it?"
Chapter completed!