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"Hey, you're awake. We didn't wake you up, right?"
Yang Feng looked at Tang Hao's indifferent face and said with a smile: "How is it? How is your recovery?"
"That's almost it. What about you?"
"II'm getting closer, I'll be back to the top soon, hahaha!"
Yang Feng raised his hand and took a bite of the apple to relieve his embarrassment.
In fact, in the past few months, Yang Feng had no idea how to regain his strength. But he couldn't let others see it, he had to hold on.
Tang Hao stared closely at the slightly shaking apple in his hand. With a flash of light in his eyes, he had seen through everything, but he did not expose it. He just murmured: "If there is any confusion in understanding, Here, you might as well go back to the starting point and do it again, there may be the answer you want."
"What's the meaning?"
"It's very simple. When you first came into contact with this technique, how you practiced it is your starting point."
Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao's eyes became deep: "The Taoist Master once said that all things in the world have their origins and annihilations, and everything is confused. As long as you find the starting point, you can determine the end point. Now that you have lost all your power, if you want to completely For recovery, perhaps we shouldn’t look backwards, but forwards.”
Looking forward?
Yang Feng raised his eyes and thought, as if he understood something, he immediately turned around and ran towards his cave: "Brother, prepare me paper, ink, pen and inkstone!"
"What are you doing, brother?"
"I want to memorize the exercises and see if I can understand anything from the starting point."
Yang Feng's urgent voice came to Wen Liang's ears. Tang Hao smiled slightly and continued to meditate with his eyes closed.
A quarter of an hour later, in Yang Feng's own cave, Yang Feng held a wolf hair in his hand, facing a pile of white rice paper, his brows furrowed deeply.
The starting point, the starting point of his skills, comes from a book called Yin Ping Mei. I don’t know who wrote it. Anyway, it contains the skills of other gods, the Yin and Yang Sutra of Heaven and Earth.
At this moment, he had already lost everything and didn’t know how to recover his skills. Tang Hao reminded him to start from the starting point, which would be Yin Ping Mei, or the skills hidden inside.
But the skills inside were directly entered into his body and were not obtained through his practice, so the only thing he remembers now is the contents of Yin Ping Mei.
"A dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor. Perhaps from the contents of Yin Ping Mei, we can slowly recall the power of other gods."
It’s justwhat is the content of Yin Ping Mei?
“Oh, how can I remember every word of such a large book? I only remember that I used the method recorded on it to practice double cultivation with Jade Chanhehehehe.
Involuntarily, Yang Feng became silly and happy as he thought about it, and closed his eyes.
Wow!
In an instant, a dazzling light shot into the originally dark mind, as if the door to a higher level had been reopened.
However, Yang Feng didn't pay attention. He just had a comfortable smile on his lips and recalled every bit of the past, but his hand was writing at a rapid pace without realizing it.
Wen Liang was guarding the gate for him. After all, he wanted to memorize the secret book of a peerless magical skill. He couldn't let anyone disturb him and take a peek.
However, Yang Feng's dictation speed still shocked Wen Liang, especially when Yang Feng was writing at high speed, his eyes were always closed, as if his brain and hands were completely isolated and they were not doing the same thing at all.
??Looking at the smile on his face, it seems that he is dreaming, and it is a good dream, but he writes extremely seriously, and each handwriting seems to be alive, so sonorous and powerful.
Tang Hao secretly walked to the entrance of their cave, raised his eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then left quickly.
In this way, a day passed. Huo Yanfeng and Li Xiaolan returned from searching for some food nearby. Seeing Yang Feng's crazy writing look, they wondered: "Ancestorwhat's wrong with him?"
"Brother, he is dictating his secret book of peerless magical skills. Once this set of skills is mastered, you can kill gods and demons and be invincible!"
"real?"
His eyes lit up, and Huo Yanfeng said expectantly: "Then I have to experience it. The ancestor's peerless magical skills are absolutely extraordinary."
Sa!
Suddenly, there was a flash, and Jin Ling and Diablo came back, anxiously saying: "A group of Shura gods are searching here, and we have to move again. Hey, what is he doing?"
squeak!
Before Wen Liang could reply, Yang Feng's writing had suddenly stopped. When he slowly opened his eyes, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Hey, what is this?"
"Brother, have you finished writing down the exercises?"
Wen Liang was overjoyed and hurried forward with a smile.
Yang Feng is still a little confused: "Thiswas written by me? No way, why don't I remember it? I actually wrote down the entire Yin Ping Mei without saying a single word? Oh my, my hands are so sore!"
"Umbrother, can I admire your technique?"
At this time, Wen Liang rubbed his hands in embarrassment, full of expectation.
Yang Feng laughed noncommittally: "Of course, good things must be shared among brothers. Let's take a look. You're welcome, hahaha!"
"Thank you, brother!"
Wen Liang was overjoyed and hurriedly took it to study hard. However, as soon as he read two lines, his face turned red, his hands began to shake involuntarily, and his body temperature increased rapidly.
Huo Yanfeng on the side looked curious: "Uncle Wen Liang, what's wrong with you? How is this set of exercises of my ancestor?"
"The big brother is the big brother. This set of exercises is explained in a simple and profound way. Once you start it, you can't stop and your blood will boil. It is indeed a peerless magic skill!"
"Really? Then show me!"
As soon as his eyes lit up, Huo Yanfeng hurriedly grabbed it and studied hard. However, within three minutes of studying, two streaks of bright red flowed out of his nose involuntarily, and his eyes filled with tears: "My ancestor is such a great talent, so unparalleled." The magical power should be passed down along with our Huo family's family tree. If it is passed down from male to female, our Huo family will surely flourish and prosper. This is really a treasure left by our ancestors to our descendants. We must cherish it."
what?
Li Xiaolan looked strange and hurriedly joined in: "What kind of technique is this, ancestor? Why did you two just watch it for a while, as if you have learned it? Is it so easy to understand? Show me!"
"Don't stop, this is a man who is not preached, you don't see it, you have a chance, when you are in the right people, I will teach you."
"Why wait until there's no one around? Why don't you just show me now?"
"No, this is really inappropriate!"
With his head shaking like a rattle, Huo Yanfeng hurriedly hid the magical secret book behind his back, smiling brightly, but with a buzz, the manuscript disappeared and fell into Jin Ling's hand.
"What the hell are you doing? Are you making it so mysterious? Generally speaking, the techniques of the divine world are taught by divine consciousness, because the more advanced techniques can only be understood, not expressed in words. How can they be written down in words? Mortals can still Can you understand it at a glance? Only mortal skills can be so shallow, what am I looking at!"
"Grandma, don't"
Huo Yanfeng wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Jin Ling just glanced at her, then her face turned red and her whole body became hot. At the same time, her charming face suddenly sank, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Huo Gui, what on earth are you doing?" What the hell? Are you writing this kind of thing to poison your descendants? Do you still have some ancestors?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com