Taking a deep breath, Xu Feng never expected that seeing that strange scene would actually lead him to open up nine bloodlines!

In the end, there was even that weird sound of thunder coming from his bloodline, causing him to cleanse his marrow and cut his veins nine times!

He suppressed the shock in his heart. Is this the orthodox cultivation method of the human race?

Compared with Yuan Xiu at the same time, it is simply much stronger!

And this method of violently absorbing blood essence to practice, although it is very primitive and barbaric, is more suitable for the Desolate God Art.

Deeper in his heart, this cultivation method seems to be the real method that human beings should practice!

However, after all, this kind of cultivation method has never appeared in the Xuan Realm, so Xu Feng made up his mind to use Qi and Blood Pills and other body tempering methods to hide it in front of others in the future.

It is better to be regarded as a physical practitioner than to be arrested for studying.

"Then try the power of fighting spirit."

Xu Feng turned over his hand and took out a dark blue spear, standing quietly in the wooden house.

This gun was a red-level magic weapon he took from the Ni Xuan Sect's Divine Weapon Pavilion, but it was already one of Ni Xuan Sect's better magic weapons. He also saw several orange-level magic weapons in the Shen Wen Pavilion.

But for Xu Feng, he just wanted a usable weapon to cover up his combat power, so he didn't touch Ni Xuanzong's foundation.

Suddenly, the spear in his hand shook, and a red fighting spirit instantly climbed onto the spear, and then he shook it gently.

That wisp of fighting spirit shot out instantly, and a hole the size of a fist and one foot deep was suddenly punched through the ground in front of him.

This power is already comparable to Wang Shan's sword at the fifth level of Yuan Refining.

Xu Feng put away his spear and calmed down his blood energy. The exhausted war energy was slowly being produced from the nine blood vessels in his body and reintegrated into his body.

Although it is very thin and weak in power, it is endless.

Xu Feng is very satisfied with this. As time goes by, this fighting spirit will definitely become stronger!

Based on his knowledge, he has already guessed the next evolution of this fighting spirit. As Xu Feng's cultivation level gets higher and higher, it will become more and more intense and of higher quality.

What only made him frown a little was that at some point, a faint crack appeared on the grip of the spear in his hand.

It seems to be caused by the magic weapon being unable to withstand the fighting spirit.

"Is the quality too bad?" Xu Feng shook his head slightly. It doesn't matter. The first level of blood quenching is so powerful, so what happens after the blood quenching is completed?

Although this power is far inferior to the ray of immortal power in Xian Wuchen's body.

But, at least there is hope, right?

What made Xu Feng a little excited was that in the whispers of the desolate god, he also obtained three martial arts magical powers that matched the blood-tempering realm.

However, this martial arts magical power is not called like this in ancient human language, but is called "human warfare method".

And, it also has a corresponding level.

However, Xu Feng didn't know much about this level.

"Military strategy, step by step."

"Jian Shu, Falling Star Arrow."

"Wang Ce, tactics for raising troops."

"By tempering the nine meridians, you can become the Sun, by tempering the thirty-six meridians, you can cultivate the Falling Star, and by tempering the Great Perfection, you can nourish the human body as a warrior!"

This is a footwork, an archery magical power, and a secret skill, and the levels rise one by one.

With Xu Feng's current blood-quenching state, he can only practice this footwork, and his military skills will increase day by day.

However, the ancient human archery technique called Falling Star and the method of cultivating human body and fighting weapons called Weapon Raising Technique made him excited.

After witnessing the terrifying power of the desolate god to crush the sun, Xu Feng was excited just thinking about how powerful this archery and troop-raising method could be.

After carefully recalling Zhu Ribu's execution method, Xu Feng thought, and the nine blood vessels in his body surged, traveling rapidly through his lower limbs in a specific way.

Taking one step forward, Xu Feng's figure suddenly emerged.

The speed was so fast that even Xu Feng himself was stunned for a moment and stopped.

"Zhu Ribu?"

Then he strangely raised his left leg to look at it, and then raised his right leg, finally confirming that there was nothing wrong with his legs.

Clenching his fists and feeling the huge power hidden in his body, Xu Feng took a deep breath and took a step forward.

"Step by step!"

Whoosh!

A faint afterimage was instantly left on the spot, and Xu Feng had already stepped out of the house and appeared in the courtyard!

And its speed became faster and faster, so that finally a faint golden light appeared outside his body.

This speed seems to be no less than the running speed of the tenth level Yuanjing!

But Xu Feng only limited himself to the yard. After trying it for a while, he returned to the house and continued to study the daily steps. He wanted to completely master this step!

...

At the same time, in a mountain forest not far from the residential area of ​​Ni Xuan Sect's outer disciples, someone was approaching quickly.

This person was wearing the clothes of an outer disciple of the Ni Xuan Sect and looked like a young man. He was carrying a cyan lantern and was walking towards Xu Feng in a leisurely manner.

He looks very young, his clothes are brand new, and his expression is curious.

But no one saw it, but in his cuff, a cold blade was quietly hidden.

What's even more weird is that, shrouded in the light of the cyan lantern, the whole thing looks particularly erratic and strange, like a ghost wandering in the netherworld, without disturbing anyone.

Even if someone walked by him, he wouldn't notice it at all.

It was as if the cyan lantern could isolate others from him and place him in another world.

Soon, he arrived at the core area where the outer disciples lived and extinguished the lantern.

"Dong dong dong."

A knock on the door sounded under the night sky.

"who?"

Following a burst of footsteps, Chen Yebai, who was next door to Xu Feng, gently opened the courtyard door and looked at the visitor with a puzzled look.

If you look closely, you can see that this man is wearing the clothes of an outer disciple and seems to be a member of the inner sect.

"Senior Brother Chen?"

The man asked softly, looking at Chen Yebai curiously.

Chen Yebai nodded doubtfully: "Yes, you are?"

The gray-clothed disciple grinned and said: "I am Jing Huayuan, an outer disciple. I came here this time to ask my senior brother about some things about Talisman Dao. I heard that you have been studying Talisman Dao recently, right?"

A look of surprise flashed across Chen Yebai's face, and then he turned sideways and said, "Fu Dao? Do you like Fu Dao too? Come in and tell me."

The two walked into the house side by side and closed the door.

As soon as he entered the house, Chen Yebai's face darkened, and he had a dangerous aura about him.

He turned around and looked at the person who came: "Junior Brother Jing, I remember that no one in the sect seems to know about my study of Talisman Dao, right?"

Jing Huayuan's face changed slightly, and he said with a surprised look on his face: "Really? But I heard from Junior Sister Taoyao that you have been reading Fu Tao classics recently. Could it be that she is lying to me?"

Chen Yebai was stunned for a moment, Tao Yao?

This big mouth is really possible.

Did you guess wrong?

"Is this guy talking about me again? Okay, sit down wherever you want. If you have any questions, just ask."

Chen Yebai waved his hands impatiently, turned around and walked towards the table, as if he wanted to take the thick "Tao of Talisman" from the table.

But at this moment, a gust of wind blew slightly behind him, and Chen Yebai raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Haha, senior brother, you are such a good person, I will just listen to what you say..."

While Jing Huayuan was talking, he quietly stood up at some point and approached Chen Yebai.

The cold blade in his hand slowly stabbed Chen Yebai, who was unaware of it, silently, like the fangs of a poisonous snake approaching its prey.
Chapter completed!