Gao Wu Arrives

For one month in a row, Lin Feng had a very fulfilling life. In the morning, I went to the old man to learn writing, and noon and afternoon were to hone the newly learned divine passage technique. The old man gave him specially, it was very powerful, and they were all immortal old monsters. Pioneering law.

Outsiders cannot learn these laws at all.

Even though many of the magical powers in the cave have been taken out by the old man and given to the school after translation, in fact, those taken out are only in the Most Holy Realm and below.

You still have to hide everything.

Otherwise, once the real good things are mastered by the enemy, it will be terrible. Therefore, we can study and look for shortcomings.

At night, Lin Feng practiced with the help of colored glaze beads.

Now, his aptitude has gone through the blessings of heaven, and he has repeatedly killed powerful enemies and obtained the blood of God.

This is a divine body, once it is fully developed, it will naturally give birth to supernatural powers, and it is extremely powerful, not weaker than the supernatural powers developed by Immortal Realm.

The most important thing is that this thing is suitable for one's own situation. In other words, in this world, it is almost impossible to have magical powers that are more suitable for oneself.

Lin Feng is full of confidence in the future and looks forward to it.

He even felt that if the most suitable Dharma was born, even a person with a cultivating deity, even with supernatural powers, would at best be as good as himself.

In one month, Lin Feng had already learned two kinds of writing, and he couldn't say that he was proficient, but he basically mastered it and could use it.

He was very proud of it.

But the old man Fu Cheng poured cold water on him several times and told him that the difficulty of each of the latter would rise a lot, and the more difficult it became as he went to the back.

Lin Feng was speechless.

In fact, he also discovered that these words are very strange. Obviously one word means this, but when combined with other words, the meaning is completely different.

Change a word combination, the meaning is different again.

Lin Feng felt that this word is a bit like water, it is ever-changing, it can become rain, it can become a stream, it can become a big river, it can become a vast ocean.

"I feel like I'm back in school again. The days are full and happy." At the end of the noon class on that day, Lin Feng stretched his waist and felt a stress-free day, which was very refreshing.

In fact, he is a young man, and he is only in his early twenties this year.

The old man sat on the chair and looked at him, with a flash of smile in his eyes. I have to say that Lin Feng is a very good person, strong, good personality, tepid, without the kind of arrogance and eagerness for quick success.

This made him happy to see hunting, and he wanted to accept disciples.

"What happened to the magical powers I taught you?" Fu Cheng asked.

"It's a preliminary grasp." Upon hearing the question, Lin Feng hurriedly corrected his posture.

The old man nodded slightly, and then said: "It's useless to learn, you have to join the battle."

Lin Feng watched his nose and nose, but did not speak, thinking that the old man still had something to say. Sure enough, Fu Cheng continued: "In the next few days, go to the trial field of Dongtian, and hone it."

"Okay!" Lin Feng was overjoyed.

He had known about the trial field a long time ago, and he had always been greedy. It was a Taoist tool refined by an old monster in the immortal realm. It was specially used by later generations to hone and fight. It recorded that thousands of powerful creatures were inscribed.

"Let's stop here today..." The old man took a trip to the armchair, and waved his hand lazily.

"The junior retire!" Lin Feng quickly got up and bowed to salute.