Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

Chapter 449
"Ok!"

"Be careful, it seems that the rescue was not in vain!"

At this moment, Cheng Buzheng selectively forgot about the fact that he collected interest back then!
Hearing Murong Wanwan's narration, Cheng Buzheng couldn't help thinking to himself.

Then Cheng Buzheng pinched it subconsciously, the cutie smiled lightly and said:

"Is that how you spend time with me?"

Murong Wanwan patted the mischievous big hand, then arched and said:

"Isn't that because of the "Tianfeng Zhendian" that I practiced?"

heard.

Cheng Buzheng stroked the big hand on the smooth back, couldn't help but pause, and asked:

"what happened?"

Could it be that there is something wrong with this exercise?

Cheng Buzheng thought to himself.

Murong Wanwan seemed to understand the question in Cheng Buzheng's mind, but she didn't say it directly, instead she narrated this exercise.

"The "Tianfeng Zhendian" that I cultivated, recorded a powerful supernatural power, Tianfeng Linghuo."

"This supernatural power is not only powerful, but also has the ability to accelerate the efficiency of cultivation and break the neck."

Tianfeng Linghuo?

Does this supernatural power still have such a magical power?
It seems a little underestimated, those immortal sects with a long history.

Unexpectedly, such a remarkable supernatural power was recorded in a sect-restraining exercise.

Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng couldn't help asking:

"The Cyanwood Sect has this supernatural power, why haven't I heard of it?"

Murong Wanwan, who was nestled in Cheng Buzheng's arms, rolled her eyes and said:

"Supernatural powers are not so easy to practice. From the founding of the Cyanwood Sect to the present, there are only two people who can practice this supernatural power."

"The first cultivator who successfully cultivated this supernatural power was the ancestor of Kaipai back then, and the other was a concubine."

Cheng Buzheng heard the words and asked directly:
"Is this supernatural power so difficult to practice?"

"Of course not!" Murong Wanwan shook her head and said:

"There is only one threshold for cultivating the supernatural power of Tianfeng Linghuo, that is, monks must possess the spirit phoenix body and use their own spiritual body as the basis to cultivate this supernatural power. There is no other way."

"Spiritual body!"

Cheng Buzheng muttered in his heart.

It really is not that simple.

Both Xu Shi and Jiang Siling have spiritual bodies, so it's no wonder that the Nascent Soul cultivator will come forward and accept them as disciples.

Perhaps, similar supernatural powers were recorded in the exercises they practiced.

Immediately.

Murong Wanwan said again:

"But if you want to practice this supernatural power, it is difficult to say, and easy to say!"

"Don't be tricky, what do you say?"

Cheng Buzheng seemed to have thought of something, pinched Murong Wanwan's nose, and smiled lightly.

See here.

Murong Wanwan bit Cheng Buzheng's finger lightly, seeing him let go, she said:

"Husband, you may have guessed it. If you want to practice Tianfeng Linghuo, you need to borrow the pure Yuanyang power of the male cultivator and practice the yin and yang creation skills before you can practice successfully. This supernatural power."

"Originally, I didn't want to practice this supernatural power, but I have a phoenix body and practice this technique, so I must practice this supernatural power."

"Cultivators with the spirit phoenix body, although they have made amazing progress in cultivating the "Tianfeng Zhendian", there is also a corresponding price, which leads to the essence of Yuanyin being too pure and thick!"

"It's a good thing in the first place, but if the solitary yin doesn't grow and the solitary yang doesn't grow, if it reaches the peak of the Golden Core Realm, its source of primordial yin will transform into the source of extreme yin. At that time, the cultivator's body will die and his dao will disappear."

"The only solution is to practice the supernatural power recorded in the "Tianfeng Zhendian", Tianfeng Linghuo, so that you can be reborn in the extremely dark fire."

"But the concubine's body has already belonged to her husband, so it is naturally impossible to double cultivate with others, even if the body dies and the dao disappears."

"That's why the concubine turned her attention to the husband."

"According to what I know, my husband is cautious by nature, and it is very likely that he will come back again in the future. With the endless sea of ​​abundant cultivation resources, and the reasons of our two sects, I don't know when we will meet again."

"That's why the concubine came up with this method, please don't blame your husband!"

At the end of speaking, Murong Wanwan's voice became much softer, and then she took a cautious look at Cheng Buzheng.

see this scene.

Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but think of the glamorous Murong Wanwan at the golden elixir banquet before, and now he showed such a small woman appearance, and his heart was also happy.

"Okay! Husband doesn't blame you anymore!"

That being said, heartache is inevitable.

Who doesn't know...
Teenagers don't know how young women are, and mistakenly treat girls as treasures. This is the truth.

Between the two, the reasoning is the same.

After all, he is not a naive teenager.

The truth here, he deeply understood in his previous life.

What a pity!
Especially thinking that the first double repair did not achieve the maximum benefit, so as to break the bottleneck!

That's it!

It can be regarded as saving years of hard work.

There is still a little gain.

Although I feel a little pity in my heart, it is not for nothing.

After thinking about it, it is not so easy to get a wealthy fairy girl with a high level of cultivation, and she can get it as soon as she gets it.

Those who wanted to be loved by the rich woman in the previous life also paid a high price.

Such as: steel ball, whip candle...
If you want to get it as soon as you get it, you will get it, and take this step to reach the sky, that can only be imagined in a dream.

There is a huge difference in status between the two, unless there is a chance, it is almost impossible.

Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng let go of this irrational and immature thought.

Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes fell on Murong Wanwan's delicate body, and with a smile on his lips, he said:

"correct!"

"That Flood Dragon Sac, shouldn't belong to a Tier [-] Flood Dragon!"

"Where did you get it?"

Flood Dragon Saccharomyces is one of the most important main materials for refining ecstasy magic weapons.

Even the magic weapon refined from the third-order flood dragon pouch has a certain restraint ability for monks in the Nascent Soul Stage.

Not to mention, the higher level Flood Dragon Pouch, which is even more precious.

Even True Monarch Nascent Soul would not be willing to waste this kind of spiritual material like this.

After all, if you want to blend the jiaolong sac into the jiaolong tea silently, you need to remove a lot of its essence, leaving only the most essential part, so that the golden core monks can't detect it.

otherwise.

Even if only the most quintessential part of the third-order dragon's lecherous bag was left to be fused into the dragon spirit tea, Cheng Buzheng had already noticed it.

Not to mention, planted in this cup of Flood Dragon Spirit Tea with added ingredients.

the other side.

Seeing Cheng Buzheng's eyes fall on her chest, Murong Wanwan subconsciously moved slightly and leaned against his chest.

A touch of softness hit Cheng Buzheng's heart.

Murong Wanwan, who was blushing and lying in Cheng Buzheng's arms, said in a low voice after hearing this:
"This is given to me by the master."

What do you mean?
Could it be that the current master still teaches this method!

In the world of cultivating immortals, is it so dishonest between masters and successors?

In other words, it has reached this level.

The sudden arrival of a big melon made Cheng Buzheng eat with horror.

Did he board a pirate ship? This is obviously not like a serious monk, what should he look like?
One really dares to teach, one really dares to do?
Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng looked at the shy Murong Wanwan nestled in his chest with complicated eyes.

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