The sky above the Sui Cliff was filled with gravity. On the mountain, Chen Feng, whose body was filled with heat and blood, looked at the pool with blood red eyes, even showed an impatient look.

"If you don't want to die if you don't want to explode, I advise you not to get close to the pool." The old man's words from the cave were filled with a smirk.

Seeing a round pool of water, bubbles were constantly rolling, a Tai Chi diagram of Yin and Yang Ice and Fire, quiet like a brand, Chen Feng's swelling faded away, and he couldn't help but show a cautious look.

Although the Ice and Fire Tai Chi diagram of Quantan did not rotate, Chen Feng could still feel the Ice and Fire Yin and Yang fish, which contained extremely unusual two-pole power.

The body that was hit by the old man was as strong as the back of the attack, and even Chen Feng's spiritual consciousness was eroded like burning pain.

Feeling that ** and bones reached their limits, Chen Feng didn't care about so much at this time, and slowly moved towards the cold fish in the spring pool.

He tentatively went down into the spring pool, and the biting cold gradually penetrated Chen Feng's nap, causing him to suffer a severe sting.

"hiss……"

The burning feeling of ** and spiritual consciousness faded, and a slight surging cold air from the spring pool wrapped around Chen Feng's body, and finally drilled into his pores quickly, causing him to grin.

"Click!Click!Click~~~~"

It can be seen from the naked eye that a layer of solid ice grew on the surface of Chen Feng's **, but as his muscles contracted violently, the growing and spreading ice layer broke.

"I have reminded you not to enter the spring pool. If you don't listen to my advice, you will suffer..." Although Qiu Hong's words were hateful, he was always paying attention to Chen Feng's actions.

The ice shattering spread on Chen Feng's body did not last long. It was soon closed by crystal frost and turned into an ice statue in the spring pool.

To Qiu Hong's surprise, Chen Feng, who was frozen by the spring pool, not only did not struggle to leave, but instead stayed quietly in the Yinyu Spring, constantly absorbing the surging ice.

An hour passed and found that Chen Feng had not moved yet. Qiu Hong finally walked out of the cave filled with gravity and came to the edge of the Yin-Yang Spring Pond to investigate closely.

Unable to feel Chen Feng's breath, the thin old man's face became much more serious, but he had an uncertain look: "It's not that he died..."

On the verge of caution, Qiu Hong opened his thin right hand and released his spiritual consciousness, tangled it towards Chen Fengbing, and tied it out of the spring pool.

"Stinky old man, what are you doing? Stay away from me, don't you hear..." Chen Feng's angry voice came out of the ice statue, causing a strong smile on Old Qiu Hong's face.

"You still have the strength to get angry, it seems that nothing should be done. I thought you could not bear the cold air of the Yin-Yang Pond, and your spiritual consciousness was destroyed!" The thin old man said with an unscrupulous smile.

"You hateful old man beat me seriously, how can you compensate me?" Chen Feng's gritted teeth and hatred came from the ice statue.

"Who can you blame yourself for being so embarrassed? But I really didn't expect that under such a bad situation, you can absorb the cold air of the Yin and Yang Pond!" Qiu Hong said with a playful smile on his face.

Chen Feng did not respond to the old man's speculation, and he lost his voice again, as if he was fighting silently.

"I originally planned to let you pick some spiritual medicines to nourish the injured ** and spiritual consciousness. Now it seems that you actually have the ability to convert cold energy into essence, and even save the spiritual medicines." Qiu Hongcang's eyes were hidden in his penis, and he curled his lips and smiled.

After suddenly absorbing the biting cold air, Chen Feng's meridians almost couldn't bear it and could only rush through the dry meridians, first introducing the cold air that surged into his body into the Dantian Qihai, which always seemed like an empty valley.

Feeling that all the limbs and bones were about to be burst, Chen Feng was in great pain, but instead focused on himself. With such an obsession, he forced himself to support his consciousness and constantly circulated the cold air from his meridians into his dantian.

Confirm that Chen Feng was not seriously injured, Qiu Hong walked around the statue of Qibing for a few times and went back to the cave.

Although Chen Feng had no sound, the blurred light and shadow presented by the gravity glow at the entrance of the cave were constantly exerting thousands of martial arts.

It was not until the night gradually faded and the blurry gravity glow of the human figure slowly faded away.

Before the sky brightened, a woman appeared on the Yunmu Bridge on Chanjue Cliff.

Seeing Chen Feng, who was frozen on the mountain, came to Mohua with two food boxes near him, a little strangeness appeared in his cold eyes.

From Mohua's eyes looking at the Ice and Fire Spring Pond, he knew that she had some understanding of the strange spring pool.

After saluting the cave, Mohua placed the food box on the stone table on the mountain ping, leaving a storage bag behind.

"Bang!"

Before Mohua could leave, the crystal ice outside Chen Feng's body had cracked and shattered.

A piece of ice crystal powder shining brightly, condensed around Chen Feng's body with a smile on his face.

As Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes, the whirlpool formed by the spiritual charm flowed in his pupils. Even though his body was in the ice fog, Mohua could still find two dazzling gazes.

“Woo~~~”

Seeing Chen Feng open his mouth and sucking a fluffy of ice into his belly like a long whale, Mohua was extremely surprised even though he looked cold on the surface.

"Fourth level of Qi refining!"

Mohua knew very well that Chen Feng had only been here for one day at Chanjue Cliff.

Faced with Chen Feng's obvious entry, Mohua could not even endure the curiosity of what methods did the uncle of the master use on him.

After swallowing a fog of ice, Chen Feng kept swelling with dull explosions, even his body became stronger.

In the meridians, where spiritual power passes, there is a thrilling sound, and a trace of warm spiritual power slowly invades the muscles. Chen Feng could clearly feel the feeling of hunger and thirst.

Chen Feng's essence became more and more abundant, as if countless flesh and blood cells were cheering in his body.

The previous severe pain quietly dissipated. Chen Feng clenched his fists, experiencing the surging power between muscle stretching, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

The sound of restrained tides continued to surge around Chen Feng's meridians. After a while, he opened his mouth and whistled silently. A bunch of gray silk-like turbid light spewed out of his mouth.

"The inner breath of a cultivator has the difference between spiritual essence and essence. It seems that you have squeezed out all the spiritual essence and medicinal properties that have been deposited in your body during this period, which is quite good." The thin old man did not show up, and his faint words only came out of the cave.

"That's certain, stinky old man, sooner or later I will surpass you..." Chen Feng's eyes were sharp, and he looked at the cave with a strong glare of gravity.

"It seems that there are some possibilities now. I just hope you don't let me wait too long." Although Qiu Hong laughed, he felt a strange feeling of fatigue.

Feeling Mohua's strange expression, Chen Feng smiled brightly on his face, as if he realized that his words were not convincing.

It was not until the full breath of power calmed down that Chen Feng walked towards the small stone table on the mountain.

Listening to the dense muffled sounds coming out of Chen Feng's body, like a bone explosion, Mohua sighed inwardly that he was practicing and acting vigorously, and he felt a little jealous that he was unwilling to face up to it.

Even Tian Lingshan has never received any disciples from Tianjunfeng lineage. Qiu Hong, the unfathomable uncle, has given guidance. However, a bad guy like Chen Feng can practice on the Congnation Cliff, which makes Mohua, who has been striving for the best, feels uncomfortable.

"This time, my junior brother's intermediate-level spirit stone has been replaced by a hundred years of medicine. The nine-shou Polygonum multiflorum and purple-rhynchophyllum miltiorrhizae. Although the medicinal properties are not as good as those of our Tianjun Peak in the same year, they are also very good." Seeing Chen Feng open the food box and not checking the storage bag, Mohua couldn't help but remind him.

"Thank you, Senior Sister, this is the magic medicine I exchanged for with my last savings. I want to continue to trouble you, Senior Sister, and there is nothing left." Chen Feng grinned, and his eyes seemed to take a casual look at the medicine garden covered by gravity halo on the Cliff of Chanjue.

Realizing that Chen Feng had no intention of getting close to him, Mohua just bowed to the cave quietly and then left the mountain.

"The food is really simple, not a monk..."

Take out a meat and vegetable and a small bucket of rice from the food box. Chen Feng muttered dissatisfiedly.

"If you eat some, don't be picky. That girl Mohua is not only a little cold-hearted, but she is still good." Qiu Hong's words were low, with a warning.

"Old man, why don't you come out? Let's do it, I'll wait for you..." Chen Feng, who was eating and drinking, spoke to the cave in a vague way.

"I'm afraid that the only advantage of you, a stinky brat, is your energy. Don't worry, after I have some rest, I will definitely meet your requirements." Although the old man's words were a little weak, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Chen Feng, who had enough food and drink, sat cross-legged on a rock not far from the medicine garden, and repeatedly recalled and pondered the martial arts used by the gravity-dragon light human shadow in his mind.

While connecting one-stage martial arts skills, Chen Feng felt more and more that the martial arts practiced by blurry light and shadow were vast. Just thinking about it made him feel a sense of headache.

Chen Feng, who was gradually falling into silence, had a look on his face constantly changing, and his mood was under a huge burden.

The sun rose and set, until the sky gradually darkened, Chen Feng suddenly opened his eyes, supported his hands and gasped heavily, and sweat dripped on his blue face, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.

"Boy, how long do you think it will take to master the fur of the Crazy Demon Fighting technique?" Just as Chen Feng was weak, Qiu Hong had already walked out of the cave and asked with a smile.

After retching for a while, Chen Feng glanced at the thin old man and did not reply to him.

While Chen Feng's face turned blue and adjusting his mood, Qiu Hong did not urge him. Instead, there was a tired feeling on his old face.

Until Chen Feng slowly stood up, he did not challenge the old man, but practiced martial arts in an extremely inconsistent manner on the open space on the mountain.

The fist wind and feet are constantly dancing, and Chen Feng's sweat is sprinkling, but his movements are not smooth, giving him a sense of stagnation and obstruction. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy for Flying Astronomy, the novel is better and faster! Mobile users please go to m. This site to read.)
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