Chapter 659 There is a treasure mountain in nothing

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"father?"

Ye Xiang was confused, completely confused.

Isn't his father here to stand up for him?

"Beast, you still have the nerve to call me... I don't have a son like you!"

The patriarch of the Ye family seemed to have turned into a glaring King Kong. He raised his hand and slapped Ye Xiang again, turning Ye Xiang into a pig's head.

But, even so, he still had no intention of stopping.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!



The slaps were thrown one after another, and Ye Xiang's face was almost turned upside down by his father.

This scene caught Duan Lingtian by surprise.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "As expected of the leader of a clan, he is really courageous... It seems that he is teaching his son a lesson, but in fact he is protecting him."

Duan Lingtian could easily guess the plan of the head of the Ye family.

Today, under the leadership of Ye Xiang, the head of the Ye family came to investigate. Naturally, his original intention was to deal with him and Feng Tianwu.

However, after knowing Feng Tianwu's true identity, the head of the Ye family would definitely not dare to have any thoughts of revenge.

Feng Tianwu's father is 'Feng Wudao'.

Feng Wudao, the "eldest uncle" of the Feng family, has reached the pinnacle of cultivation. It is said that he has surpassed the two ancestors of the Feng family and is catching up with the most powerful one in the royal family of the Han Dynasty.

How could the Ye family dare to provoke such a presence?

Snapped!

The head of the Ye family raised his hand and slapped Ye Xiang unconscious. He then looked at Feng Wudao respectfully and lowered his head, "Sir Wudao, Ye Mou taught his son poorly, which resulted in his son offending Ling Qianjin and Ling Ling. Son-in-law... please punish me, Lord Wudao."

The words of the head of the Ye family were extremely humble.

As for Feng Wudao, he looked calm from beginning to end, as if everything that just happened had nothing to do with him.

"Chief of the Night Clan."

Finally, Feng Wudao spoke and said calmly: "Since you have taught me a lesson, this matter has been revealed... I don't want the same thing to happen again."

"Yes...yes! Thank you, Lord Wudao."

The head of the Ye family secretly wiped his hands with cold sweat and responded respectfully.

Immediately afterwards, he said goodbye to Feng Wudao, picked up the unconscious Ye Xiang, and hurriedly left the mansion where Feng Wudao lived and the Feng family.

Along the way, his heart bleeds as he looks at the flesh and blood on his unconscious son's face.

Although, in terms of martial arts talent, his second son is not as good as his eldest son.

But after all, they are all his sons, and the palms and backs of their hands are all flesh. Now that he has beaten him like this, it would be a lie to say that he doesn't feel bad.

"Xian'er, don't blame dad for being cruel... Today, if dad hadn't used this 'bitter flesh trick' in time, it's unclear whether you would have survived."

The head of the Ye family sighed.

In the Han Dynasty, there has been a saying:

It is better to provoke the King of Hell than to provoke the unjust.

Among them, 'Wudao' refers to Feng Wudao of the Feng family.

From this we can see how terrifying Feng Wudao is.

After the father and son of the Ye family left, the spacious mansion returned to calm.

"There are still ten days... During these ten days, you two must practice hard. In the dynasty martial arts competition, even the 'seventh level warriors of the Void Realm' may not be able to advance."

Feng Wudao looked at Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu, and said solemnly: "As for the final 'Ten Dynasty Martial Arts Competition', it will be even more intense... By then, without the cultivation of the 'Dongxu Realm', I am afraid that everyone will Not qualified to compete for the top ten spots.”

Dongxu Realm!

There was a clanging sound as Feng Wudao spoke.

Feng Tianwu's pretty face tightened slightly.

As for Duan Lingtian, his face remained calm.

He had been mentally prepared for this, so he was not too surprised.

"Tian Wu, you go back to your room first... I still have something to say to Ling Tian."

Feng Tianwu left at Feng Wudao's greeting, while Feng Wudao looked at Duan Lingtian, with a playful smile unconsciously appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the smile on Feng Wudao's lips, Duan Lingtian was startled at first, and then smiled guiltily, "Uncle Feng, do you have anything to say to me?"

"Boy Lingtian, I want to know what level of cultivation you have now...how have you comprehended the 'Impression'? I heard from Wu'er that it seems that you are far from using your full strength to attack the second young master of the Ye family."

Feng Wudao took a deep look at Duan Lingtian and asked.

"Uncle Feng, won't you know what my cultivation level is and how well I understand the 'artistic conception' when I wait for the 'Dynasty Martial Arts Competition'?"

Duan Lingtian shook his head and smiled.

Feng Wudao suffocated and said with a wry smile: "You brat, you are trying to show off to me in front of me... It doesn't matter. Then, I want to see if you are Wu'er's opponent."

"Mr. Xu, prepare a guest room for the Lingtian boy."

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wudao ordered the old woman standing aside.

"yes."

Mrs. Xu respectfully greeted Duan Lingtian and left the entrance of the hall with Duan Lingtian.

Duan Lingtian followed Granny Xu and walked into a unique courtyard.

The courtyard is very clean, and so are the rooms inside, which are obviously cleaned regularly.

Just prepare some daily necessities.

"Master Lingtian, if you have any instructions, just speak up...the old lady won't disturb you."

After preparing daily necessities for Duan Lingtian, Mrs. Xu said goodbye and left, closing the courtyard door for Duan Lingtian.

After Mrs. Xu left, Duan Lingtian sat cross-legged on the bed, took out the 'Fragment of the Fragment of the Wind', and immediately closed his eyes.

At this moment, Duan Lingtian felt that his mood had completely calmed down.

However, he did not practice the "Nine Dragons War Master Technique".

Now, his Yuanli has reached the limit of the 'Ninth Level of Entering the Void Realm', and there is only one opportunity left to break through to the 'Dongxu Realm'!

This opportunity is to understand the 'intermediate artistic conception'.

At this moment, Duan Lingtian pondered slightly.

He made a summary of his current strength:

"My current cultivation level is the 'Ninth Level of Entering the Void Realm'. My Yuan Power alone is comparable to the power of twelve ancient horned dragons... In addition, my 'Wind Concept' has also broken through to the seventh level. ! Even though the artistic conception of the Sevenfold Wind is only at a low level, it is still comparable to the power of the seven ancient horned dragons."

"In addition, my 'Thunder Artistic Concept' and 'Earth Artistic Concept', because there are no 'Fragments of Artistic Concept' to assist in understanding, their progress is far inferior to that of the Wind Artistic Concept."

Thinking of this, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but sigh secretly.

The 'Impression of the Wind' he comprehended was aided by a 'Five-level High-Level Fragment of the Illusion of the Wind' that he had obtained from the Sword King's treasury.

Now, I have realized the 'seventh level'.

"With the help of 'Fragments of Artistic Conception', the comprehension of low-level artistic conception has become extremely simple... I have a feeling that before the 'Dynasty Martial Arts Competition', I may be able to comprehend the 'Eight Layers of Wind's Artistic Conception'!"

Duan Lingtian said secretly.

"As for the other two 'artistic conceptions' that I have comprehended...the artistic conception of thunder, I only comprehended the 'third level'. The artistic conception of earth was the last one to comprehend, and it is even worse. I only comprehended the 'first level'."

Duan Lingtian felt a little helpless when he thought of these two 'artistic conceptions'.

"However, it's better than nothing...'Three layers of thunder artistic conception' and 'one major earth artistic conception' combined can at least increase the power of the four ancient horned dragons!"

Soon, Duan Lingtian felt relieved again.

"It's a pity that I don't have 'Fragments of Thunder's Artistic Conception' and 'Fragments of Earth's Artistic Conception' in my hand... Otherwise, these two 'Fragments of Artistic Conception' will definitely improve quickly."

Of course, Duan Lingtian only thought so in his heart.

Fragments of artistic conception are not just there.

Apart from anything else, within the scope of the Han Dynasty and the surrounding dynasties, apart from him, there may not be another person who possesses the 'Fragment of Artistic Conception'.

"Fragments of artistic conception are so rare."

Duan Lingtian sighed.

"And those three 'Fragments of Mystery'..."

In Duan Lingtian's hand, in addition to a 'Fragment of the Fragment of the Wind' and a 'Fragment of the Fragment of the Sword', there are also three 'Fragments of Mystery'.

The secret fragments were left behind by the sword king in white.

They are the 'esoteric fragments' of wind, thunder and sword respectively.

However, with Duan Lingtian's current understanding of 'artistic conception', there is no way to comprehend the three 'mysterious fragments'...

When Duan Lingtian can comprehend any of the three artistic conceptions of wind, thunder, and sword to the 'Ninth Level High Level', the 'Fragments of Mystery' will come in handy.

Now Duan Lingtian is sitting on a treasure mountain, but he can't take a single needle or thread from it.

Only by obtaining the right to mine Baoshan can Baoshan be mined.

Obviously, Duan Lingtian does not yet have this power.

"From the current point of view, it is meaningless for me to continue to practice the "Nine Dragons War Master Technique"... The most urgent task is to understand the higher level of 'Wind Concept'!"

Duan Lingtian had a certain understanding of his plan before breaking through to the 'Dongxu Realm'.

Comprehend the "Impression of the Wind" with all your heart!

Understand the artistic conception of the eighth wind, and even the artistic conception of the ninth wind...

After the artistic conception of the ninth level of wind, the next step is the 'the artistic conception of the first level of intermediate wind'.

At that time, he will be able to break through to the 'Dongxu Realm'.

With this realization, Duan Lingtian opened his eyes, got out of bed, walked out of the room, and stood in the courtyard, quietly feeling the oncoming breeze.

And in his hand, the 'Fragment of Wind's Artistic Conception' was squeezed tightly.

"wind……"

At the same time, Duan Lingtian's mind was completely immersed in the comprehension of the 'Impression of the Wind'.

Time passed quietly.

It was late at night, and Duan Lingtian was motionless.

At some point, the door of the small courtyard was opened, and a thin and elderly figure stepped in, but it was an old woman.

After the old woman put the wine and food in her hands on the stone table in the courtyard, she glanced at the young man in purple who stood there quietly, then turned around and left, closing the courtyard door behind her back.

"Mr. Xu, is Ling Tian still practicing?"

The old woman had just taken a few steps when she heard a voice coming from the front.

"uncle."

For a moment, Mrs. Xu bowed respectfully to the visitor.

The person who came was none other than 'Feng Wudao'.

Feng Wudao nodded.

"Master Lingtian is not practicing, but standing in the yard, as if he is comprehending the 'artistic conception'."

Mrs. Xu told everything she had just seen.

"Understand the 'artistic conception'?"

Feng Wudao raised his eyebrows, took a few steps forward with interest, and opened the door of the courtyard where Duan Lingtian lived.

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