Emperor Aofeng nodded seriously and said, "Ten thousand years, the three realms have not been separated, and gods and demons are dancing together, but the suffering is the ordinary people on earth. Especially when the leader of the underworld Yan Long practiced to become an immortal, it has caused the three realms to fall into a shocking change. No one in the three realms can defeat his domineering magical powers. His cruelty makes the three realms cry and howl everywhere in the three realms. Later, by chance, I learned the Book of Heaven. In the first year of Fengxian, I defeated him in the Nine Heavens in the Nine Heavens. I thought that he was the lord of the world. Even if he lost, he would have to lose dignity. So he did not disperse his soul and only imprisoned him in the Zhuxian Formation. But I didn't know how he got here later. Alas, it's really a narrow road for enemies..."

Lin Feng sighed silently and said, "Hey... it seems that these 30,000 years have really been enough for him, but it is best not to let him know that you are here, otherwise the current cultivation of his predecessors is no match for him at all. It doesn't matter if you die, but I will suffer."

Emperor Aofeng swung Lin Feng at a glance, and Lin Feng quickly shrank down. Emperor Aofeng said: "Don't worry, no one knows me before my strength has recovered. So, since he helped you reach the secret realm of magical powers, I will pass on you a set of magical techniques now."

Lin Feng asked excitedly: "What magical technique?"

Emperor Aofeng said intimately, "Actually, it's not what I have passed on to you. It's just searched from your memory. This is also your ability." He thought and said, "This set of magical art is called the Wind Control Divine Art. Do you envy others for flying all over the sky?"

Lin Feng nodded and said hurriedly: "Of course I am envious. Even if I jumped up now, I have only jumped dozens of feet high. Wouldn't it be great if I could fly all over the sky?"

Emperor Aofeng nodded and said, "As long as you learn the magical technique of wind control, no one can care about you no matter how you want to fly. The most important thing is that there is a difference between the magical technique of wind control and the ordinary magical power. General magical powers allow one's spirit to lift up the body through spiritual cultivation. However, this will be restricted by the magical array. However, the magical technique of wind control is different. This is also a kind of object investigation, so it will not be restricted by any magical array, including this prison immortal array, which cannot be stopped by it."

Lin Feng felt as if he heard the fairy sound in hell, and suddenly became excited and said, "Is this really OK? Then won't I go out then?"

Emperor Aofeng nodded and said, "Our destiny is connected. Of course, I don't want to accompany this monster here. To learn the magic of wind control, you must first learn to listen to the wind, then know how to touch and understand the wind, find the direction of the wind, and then control the wind. As long as you can control the wind, as long as there is air in the world, you can fly. Okay, let's start now..."

...

When Lin Feng woke up, he knew that he had mastered some basic skills in controlling the wind, but Emperor Aofeng once said not to show it in front of Yan Long.

Now, Lin Feng no longer has the intention of death. After waking up, he began to whip his hands. After a while, he danced and the sword energy was everywhere. The old man nodded and thought to himself: "It's indeed a good sword technique. I really don't know who created such a wonderful sword technique. I didn't expect that there would be such a genius after Emperor Aofeng. Well, it seems that my decision is good. With his body, he might really be able to escape from this damn place. I don't know if Aofeng is still there. As long as I come out of this prison immortal formation, I will definitely return you a hundred times."

Suddenly, Lin Feng felt a thrilling pain all over his body, as if thousands of ants were sucking their hearts. The pain made him unable to help but fall to the ground and roll...

The old man looked at Lin Feng's painful look, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said to himself: "Do you really think that magical powers are so easy to get? Humph... I won't do business that is losing money."

Lin Feng hugged his head with both hands, moved towards the old man, and looked at the old man and said as if he begging: "Previous...save...save me..."

The old man's hand slowly rose, Lin Feng's body sat upright, pressing his palm on Lin Feng's head, and a stream of energy spread throughout Lin Feng's body.

"Luck according to the luck I teach you..." The old man said as he still conveyed energy to Lin Feng.

After a while, Lin Feng finally recovered, and a trace of blood gradually regained his face. He looked at the old man and asked in confusion: "Senior, what's wrong with me? Why did I feel like I was being taken away after practicing the sword for a while?"

The old man stopped and said, "It's nothing. It will be fine after a long time. You will be fine according to the luck I teach you. You can explore it yourself. I have consumed a lot of cultivation just now, and now I have to adjust it." As he said that, his eyes closed.

At this time, Lin Feng felt refreshed. He practiced according to the old man's method for a while and then fell asleep. When he came to his dream, Lin Feng hurriedly found Emperor Aofeng and told him what happened today.

Emperor Aofeng suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Okay... OK... This is a good thing."

Lin Feng was puzzled and asked, "Senior, I'm almost in pain. How can you say that he is still a good thing?"

Emperor Aofeng stopped his smile and looked at Lin Feng and said, "You really don't understand. I want to put it simply, that is, he wants to seize your body, so he will pass his cultivation to you without any restraint."

Lin Feng was very surprised and quickly said, "How is this possible? No, where will I be when I am?"

Emperor Aofeng said: "Where you go, this is your business. What he needs is your body. As long as he gets rid of his body, he may borrow your body to escape from the Immortal Prisoning Formation. Such a person has been imprisoned for so many years and has been in an extremely crazy state. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will never give up."

Lin Feng was shocked, shook his head and said, "But I still don't understand, does this have anything to do with the whole body's discomfort? And the luck method he taught me is not much different from what you taught?"

Emperor Aofeng nodded and said, "This is the key. I have noticed his cultivation method. Unlike ordinary people who practice, others cultivate the manifest meridians, while his cultivation is the hidden meridians. Others' cultivation is called cultivation, but his cultivation is the origin of true qi, but it is different from magic power. I used to call him Yuanli. Once ordinary people accept other people's Yuanli, they will never want to get rid of the person who gave him Yuanli in this life."

Lin Feng hurriedly asked, "Why is this?"

"The Yuanli of the person receiving the force is not regenerated like his own cultivation. Once it is used up, it will disappear. At that time, the body will become empty, so you will feel the pain of being as if thousands of ants are sucked into the heart. At this time, the Yuanli Master needs to inject Yuanli into you so that you will improve."

Lin Feng's face turned green and he said, "Then am I..."

Before Lin Feng finished speaking, Emperor Aofeng interrupted: "Don't worry, you won't become his puppet, and he can't take your body."

Lin Feng's eyes suddenly widened and he asked, "Why is this?"

Emperor Aofeng suddenly burst into laughter and said, "You said just now that the luck he taught you is not much different from what I taught you. Since he taught you to practice the hidden meridian, I also taught you how to practice the hidden meridian. I was wondering why the old monster Yan Long came up with such strange magical powers. It must have been that he had explored some ways when he fought with me that year. He realized that I was practicing the hidden meridian, but in the end he could not understand the secrets of heaven, so he created this set of people.

The cultivation method of neither human, ghost or ghost is really harmful, but he has calculated it so much, but he did not expect that I have taught you the real method of cultivation of hidden meridians. No one in the world is more suitable for being the master of Yuanli than you... Okay... I told you this to tell you not to worry about physical pain and discomfort. You won't hurt in a few days, but you have to remember that every time you practice for a while, you have to pretend to hurt so as to eliminate his suspicion."

Emperor Aofeng laughed secretly and thought to himself: "Yan Long, Yan Long, you never expected that the person you are determined to use Yuanli to control has already practiced the Heavenly Book. He has cultivated martial souls long ago. No one in the three realms is more qualified to be the Yuanli Master than him. He can transform Yuanli into true qi. This is something you can't do for your entire life. If you give him Yuanli, you will eventually be transformed into true qi. Doing so will only help him improve his cultivation and awaken the martial souls early. As long as his martial soul wakes up, he can find his overlord again. He is really worthy of being a descendant of Emperor Aofeng, ah haha... Yan Long, my Yan family will be able to take your own... Tens of thousands of years ago, I could destroy you once, but I didn't expect that you will still fall on my descendants of Aofeng in tens of thousands of years, haha..." Emperor Aofeng felt more and more funny the more he thought about it, and he couldn't control himself and laughed out loud.

Lin Feng saw Emperor Aofeng laughing for no reason, and asked quickly: "Senior, why are you laughing at?"

Emperor Aofeng came back to his senses and found that he had lost his composure. He coughed dryly, and his expression suddenly became serious and said, "You should practice. Before Yan Long sees through you, you will be able to reincarnate. I will go..."

Everything was as Aofeng said, Lin Feng's pain was less and less every time, but Lin Feng pretended to be very serious, so every time, Yan Long would input a large amount of Yuanli to him, and these Yuanli were secretly transformed into his true energy.

In the end, Lin Feng finally felt nothing. No matter how he used the Xingyue Sword Technique, he no longer felt the pain of being drained by his body. Instead, all his energy was transferred to his true energy.

I don’t know how long it took, but in this place where day and night, it was really a luxury to know time, but Lin Feng didn’t think about it. Now his wind-control magic has reached the standard that Emperor Aofeng said. As long as there is air, he will fly at will.

After Lin Feng woke up, he stretched his waist first and began to practice Qixingyue Sword Technique. He felt that the time was almost over. Lin Feng shook his body and started screaming, holding his head as usual, and began to roll around the ground.

"Senior...save me..."

Yan Long looked serious. He looked at Lin Feng in pain and slowly raised his hand. Lin Feng flew to him and pressed his palm tightly on Lin Feng's forehead.

Lin Feng has been disguising recently, so after a while, he calculated the time and felt that it should be the same, so he put down his hideous expression and looked at Yan Long and said, "Thank you, senior."
Chapter completed!