Chapter 545 Evil Emperor Skill

After reading books about self-cultivation and self-cultivation for a few days, Yi Feng felt that the hostility in his body gradually decreased, and he felt very peaceful. He felt a sense of sublimation. Yi Feng actually fell in love with reading such books. This made Yi Feng laugh. In college, he had a roommate reading books about self-cultivation and other things every day. The dormitory people laughed and called him bored every day, and they didn't know how to find a look for a book like Benjin Ping Mei.

At that time, the roommate passed by with a smile and still looked at this kind of book by himself. He felt a vague temperament. It made Yi Feng and others laugh at him for showing off. Now it seems that he can really cultivate his body and character. That temperament was not deliberately artificial by the roommate.

Yi Feng did not expect to follow in the footsteps of his roommates, and he was so immersed in the view that he had to eat and sleep. With Yi Feng's temperament, this was really not something he could have thought of.

Although it took only a few days and was far from reaching the state of self-cultivation and character cultivation, the state that Yi Feng suddenly broke through became stable in the peace of the past few days.

Yi Feng then began to browse the classics belonging to the Evil Sect on the sixth floor, and the Evil Sect's storage volume was still extremely large. Many Yi Feng could only scan it lightly, which recorded the archives of many sects, and even archives from thousands of years ago.

Yi Feng was not interested in these things, so he just took a few books and scanned them. Then he put them back in the original place. If he finished reading these files, it would be impossible to have a year or two.

As Yi Feng guessed, the Evil Sect will not lack martial arts. Although many of these martial arts can be snatched away when put outside. However, no one in the Evil Sect can be seen by them, and many martial arts are used as decorations.

Yi Feng swept through these martial arts. Many of them are exquisite, with some strange and strange features. For example, a moon-level martial arts that can turn wood into fire. There is also a kind of martial arts that can cultivate people into a snake-like softness. The martial arts collected in them all have their own characteristics.

Of course, there are many sun-level martial arts among them. Because of the unique restrictive effect, many Yi Feng cannot practice. However, Yi Feng at this time also looked down on ordinary sun-level martial arts.

Yi Feng searched casually, and each of the martial arts collected by the Evil Sect had its own special features. Yi Feng had a headache when choosing them. Later, he chose two sun-level combined attack skills, plus three extremely distinctive attack skills.

Yi Feng found what he wanted. Although he wanted to stay here, he could see these martial arts with their own characteristics to increase his understanding of various attack techniques. But he knew that the old man was waiting for him, so he packed up his equipment and left. He also had a little yearning in his heart, not knowing what the Evil Emperor would pass on. I think it would be a big deal.

Yi Feng looked at the sixth floor with some reluctance. If he could stay here for a year and a half, he would have watched all his martial arts seriously. I am afraid that his understanding of martial arts can also reach the level of a master.

"Have you found it?" Old Zhao suddenly appeared in front of Yi Feng, looking at the secret book in Yi Feng's hand and asked.

"Finish it!" Yi Feng said respectfully.

"Show me!" Mr. Zhao took the five martial arts from Yi Feng's hand, looking at him. Then he looked up at Yi Feng and said, "You have some vision. Keep this thing well. If you have the chance in the future, put it back into the collection of the Evil Sect. After all, this is something left by the ancestors and cannot be lost."

Yi Feng said respectfully: "Boy knows."

Mr. Zhao handed Yi Feng the martial arts skills, and he still valued these martial arts. Let’s not talk about the two combined attack skills. The sun-level combined attack skills themselves are few. None of the three martial arts alone have their own characteristics. For example, one of them can transform the body into a steel body when it is practiced to the extreme, and ordinary swords no longer work.

"The matter of the Bai Family Treasure Book you want me to check, there is indeed a senior of the Holy Sect who took him over and placed it in the holy place. But I don't know where it is placed. I'll check the scriptures and help you find them!" said Mr. Zhao.

Yi Feng was stunned, but he didn't expect that there was really the whereabouts of the Bai Family Treasure Book: "Old Zhao just do his best, and if you can't find it, it's fine!"

Yi Feng is dispensable. If he can have it, he would be the best, and he could use it to win over the Bai family. If not, would the Bai family still force him to find him?

"Well! Go! Ask Liu Ran to come and find me if you have time!" Mr. Zhao said lightly.

"Well! That boy is leaving!" Yi Feng bowed respectfully, put his martial arts back into the ring and walked towards the fifth floor. He thought to himself that he didn't know who Mr. Zhao was, so he actually asked the old man to come to him in person. However, he was even more convinced that Yi Feng's guess must be a senior with a very high level of the Holy Sect. And it is very likely that he has a great connection with the Evil Sect.

"I don't know how strong Mr. Zhao is, don't I know if there is an old man who is strong?"

Yi Feng guessed in his heart, but he immediately laughed. Even if Mr. Zhao is strong, it is unlikely that he will be stronger than the old man. What awesome character. Even the old man is so timid. Even the old man is so terrified. Even if Mr. Zhao is strong, he is afraid he will be stronger than the old man. Sometimes, age really doesn't work much.

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Yi Feng came out of the Martial Arts Pavilion and wanted to find the third elder. Last time he asked the third elder to refine pills, the third elder looked at Yi Feng and took out the snow spirit fruit. He was really shocked. Yi Feng said the names of several seventh-level pills to the third elder, but the third elder did not show any trace of difficulty. Feng Qingyun's appearance made Yi Feng feel more sure of the third elder's terrifying medical skills.

However, the third elder only took silk snow spirit fruit and left one for Yi Feng to spare. He said that he would have the opportunity to let Yi Feng try to refine seventh-level pills himself in the future. How dare Yi Feng use such a treasure to try to refine seventh-level pills? If this fails, it will make him feel distressed. However, seeing the determination of the third elder, Yi Feng could only take back one snow spirit fruit. He thought to himself, let's keep it. When he reaches the eighth level in the future, he will refine it.

However, the third elder's words made Yi Feng's wishful thinking wrong. The snow spirit fruit could not be stored for too long. The ghost knows when it will take for Yi Feng to break through to the eighth level. Maybe the snow spirit fruit would be rotten at that time.

When Yi Feng thought of this, he couldn't help but feel helpless. Although Yi Feng knew that refining seventh-level pills could grow his medical skills very quickly, the terrible success rate made him reluctant to waste this treasure!

"Forget it! Then you can refine it yourself. You will always reach this point in the future!" Yi Feng sighed, and after thinking about it, he still did not go to the residence of the third elder. With the medical skills of the third elder, the chance of failure should not be too high. And the old man's things he wanted to pass on to him made Yi Feng a little excited.

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