Magical means?
Did our ancestors produce immortals? !
Li Feiyu, who was enjoying the comfort, immediately became energetic and looked at Zhao Ping who was lying on the stone table again.
This is really unexpected!
In the original work, Zhao Ping has only one short adjective, 'ordinary protector' from beginning to end...
Never thought about it.
There seems to be another story?
Of course, Li Feiyu couldn't tell whether this was Zhao Ping's drunken talk.
The only thing that's certain is...
Regardless of whether it is true or false, since it is related to cultivating immortals, he will definitely not let it go.
the next day.
The wine bottles on the stone table have been transformed into tea sets.
Li Feiyu made tea with his usual expression.
The tenth level of the Elephant Armor Technique made his energy and blood so strong that he stayed up all night and was completely fine.
"Well……"
After two rounds of tea, Zhao Ping finally woke up leisurely.
He looked a little tired and haggard after a hangover.
However, Zhao Ping was a little happy. He had an extra cloak on him, which was obviously added by his apprentice.
"Master."
Li Feiyu handed over the warm tea.
Zhao Ping nodded with a smile and took it.
After taking a sip of warm tea, his whole expression became more energetic.
"Master, you said last night that your ancestors of the Zhao family had immortals? You want to teach me the magic of immortals, are you telling the truth?!"
"puff!"
As soon as Li Feiyu asked straightforwardly, Zhao Ping was so shocked that he spat out a mouthful of tea!
Seeing this scene.
Li Feiyu smiled slightly, picked up a clean handkerchief and handed it over.
Zhao Ping could risk his life to protect him yesterday, so today, he can also ask directly.
The covert insinuation only made him feel inferior.
I am afraid that Zhao Ping will feel that his beloved disciple is not close to him.
Zhao Ping took the handkerchief, his eyes darting away in panic, not daring to look at his apprentice, looking nervous and uneasy.
at last……
Zhao Ping's old face showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Feiyu... I... master, actually... alas..."
Sigh!
"All right!"
"Master, I won't hide it from you either!"
"This matter is actually drunken talk. I also heard what my grandfather told me, saying that my ancestors of the Zhao family had immortals..."
"It can't be true, it can't be true!"
The more Zhao Ping said, the redder his face became and he waved his hands repeatedly.
It's like what cowhide looks like after it's been punctured!
for this result.
Li Feiyu was mentally prepared, and was not too disappointed. He just nodded: "That's it, it's a pity..."
"actually……"
Zhao Ping struggled for a moment and said bravely: "Actually, it's not all fake... My ancestors of the Zhao family have an inherited skill called 'Qi Armor Magic'!"
"It's just that after so many years, no one can succeed in cultivation, whether it's me, other uncles, brothers, or seniors in the family!"
Qi armor magical power? !
Li Feiyu blinked.
According to Zhao Ping's description, there is an inexplicable feeling of a bright future!
because!
If it is really the method of immortals, how can people without spiritual roots succeed in practicing it!
"If you really want to learn, I... I'll write a letter and ask someone from my hometown to send it to you!"
Zhao Ping smiled bitterly and said: "However, I advise you not to have too much hope. The secret books in Qijuetang are more reliable!"
At the end of the sentence, he shook his head repeatedly.
Obviously he has no confidence in the 'Qi Armor Magic' passed down from his family, or...
I think it’s fake!
When Li Feiyu saw it, he didn't say much or refuse.
With the mentality of giving it a try, see if there is a chance to hit the jackpot.
Had lunch.
Li Feiyu just left Zhao Ping's small courtyard and went to Wai Ren Tang...
The salary belonging to the Dharma protector was advanced in advance!
Faced with Li Feiyu's request, the steward of Wai Ren Tang did not dare to refuse!
Something happened yesterday.
Li Feiyu killed Deputy Sect Leader Ma's brother-in-law, but he was still safe and even promoted!
The power is rising!
No one dares to offend this great protector with this momentum!
Put the thousand taels of silver notes in your sleeve.
Li Feiyu came out of Waiben Hall and headed towards the old locust tree.
Pass through the old locust tree and then through the cave...
Han Li was already sitting near the pool, waiting.
Listen to the noise.
Han Li glanced at it and said calmly: "Your master is really good to you..."
The tone was calm.
But Li Feiyu could hear a bit of envy.
Li Feiyu understood what was going on. The master-disciple relationship between Mr. Mo and Han Li was indeed very abnormal.
I glanced at Han Li...
He smiled: "Why, are you envious?!"
"No!"
"There's nothing hard to admit. In fact, I also envy you..."
When Han Li heard this, he turned around and looked a little confused.
Li Feiyu has such a good master, he has strong martial arts skills, is in the limelight, and is handsome...
compare to.
Han Li really didn't know why he was worthy of Li Feiyu's envy.
"You really don't know how blessed you are when you are in the midst of blessings!"
Li Feiyu walked over with a smile: "I envy you for having such a good big brother like me!"
Han Li: "..."
Li Feiyu saw it and smiled proudly.
He handed over the banknote in his sleeve!
Han Li took it and tossed a small package over!
After discussing the 'gift' last night.
Li Feiyu then agreed to get the new 'Blue Blood Pill'!
Ten bottles.
For him now, it can only be counted as about a month.
It’s not that I don’t want to buy more.
Han Li practiced the Changchun Kung Fu, the blinking sword technique, and cultivated medicinal materials. There was simply too much time to refine them.
certainly.
There is another reason...
Li Feiyu didn't have much money on him.
This time I bought it with my salary paid in advance.
It’s outrageous when you think about it.
I am actually trapped by this worldly money.
If you don't enter the realm of immortality, no matter how strong you are, you are still a mortal and cannot escape the troubles of the world.
The deal is done.
The two left one after another.
Li Feiyu returned to his yard, took the Blue Blood Pill, practiced Changchun Gong, and looked for the sense of Qi...
Time blurred.
Twenty-four days have passed!
Li Feiyu——
Level: Transformation
Spiritual root: Wood (false) (metal, water, fire, earth)
Age: fourteen
Life span: thirty-seven
External Kung Fu: Elephant Armor Kung Fu (Tenth Level), Martial Kung Fu: Thunder Sword Technique (Perfect), Available Attributes: 1.
...、
The Elephant Armor Skill at the tenth level does indeed advance the gathering of attributes by a day.
Still couldn't get angry.
With this attribute, Li Feiyu only has one choice right now——
Add some spiritual roots!
Take a deep breath and stabilize your body.
Under the turning of my mind!
hiss--
The attributes disappear and the typeface changes.
Spiritual Root: Wood (False: 1/10) (Gold, Water, Fire, and Earth)!
…
Feel the fleeting vitality of your body!
"this……"
Li Feiyu looked at this situation and shook his head in his heart.
Sure enough it's not that simple.
Fortunately, there was such a guess before, so I chose "Elephant Armor Skill" first, and chose 'a sharpening knife is worthy of the woodcutter'.
Otherwise, time and efficiency may be delayed!
After understanding the situation, he was not in a hurry.
Don't be afraid of goals, be afraid of headless flies.
After dispersing his skills, he gained another ten years of life, which was enough for him to slowly accumulate attribute points and add some spiritual roots!
In the next few days, Li Feiyu continued to practice, planning to use up the remaining 'Blue Blood Pill' and stay in seclusion for this month.
An ordinary day in early December.
Li Feiyu opened his eyes and showed a smile.
After more than five months, he finally felt angry!
