"Okay, just do your best."

Feng Yun added worriedly.

A talented alchemy seedling like Feng Wan must not suffer any damage.

"Well, don't worry, grandpas."

Feng Wan stood in front of the bookshelf, holding the formula with both hands and silently reciting the formula in his mouth.

After a while, Feng Wan hit the place on the bookshelf where there was no exercise book.

He drank softly in his mouth, "Open."

Feng Yun and Feng Mao both held their breath subconsciously and their eyes widened.

Huh? If there is no change, then it won’t work.

Feng Wan also thought he had failed and was about to try again.

Suddenly, a golden light jumped out from the bookshelf and penetrated into Feng Wan's sea of ​​​​consciousness at a speed that could not be heard.

The sea of ​​consciousness fluctuated violently for a while, and then slowly returned to tranquility.

Feng Wan sensed it, and there was really a very weak connection in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Feng Yun and Feng Mao both saw that light, but they really didn't see the specific technique.

This speed was so fast that even with their mid-stage Golden Core cultivation, they could not even see it.

From this point, we can see that the Feng Wan technique is definitely not as simple as the Earth-level technique. It must be at the same level or higher than the Heaven-level technique.

Even higher is the god-level technique. Thinking of this, Feng Yun and Feng Mao didn't dare to think about it any more.

The girl's luck is really incredible. Could this be the legendary daughter of Tiandao?

No, no, god-level skills have become extinct in the Nine Wilderness Continent.

What's more, they are not even considered a big family, and their god-level skills are simply not worth mentioning to their Feng family.

Feng Mao couldn't figure it out, so he looked at Feng Wan.

"Hold the girl, just now..."

Just as Feng Mao was about to ask what was behind him, he was interrupted by Feng Yun.

"Brother, this is a personal opportunity, it's better if we don't ask."

"Well, my second brother is right, I didn't think carefully enough."

In the world of cultivation, killing people and seizing treasures is too common, and there are not a few despicable and shameless cultivators.

In order to protect themselves, immortal cultivators will not tell others which specific exercises they practice.

Of course, if someone sees it and takes it away, there is nothing you can do.

I can only sigh that I am not strong enough and my life is not good enough.

Feng Mao was too curious and obsessed with cultivation, so he couldn't help but ask.

Feng Wan was a little helpless, but she wanted to tell the two grandfathers what level the skill was.

Unfortunately, that technique was the same as the original ancient herbal medicine, and she couldn't open it at all.

It seems that an opportunity is still needed.

Seeing the black and tug-of-war technique hanging in the air parallel to his own body, Xiao Bencao curiously circled it several times.

It looks like it was ugly at first.

But now it is exuding colorful rays of light. When it continues to practice, it will look even more beautiful.

It is looking forward to the day when this book of skills can be opened and it will have the same noble status as it.

Feng Wan received a skill, but couldn't open it, so naturally he couldn't practice it, so he had to ask shamelessly.

"Grandpas, can I go to the ninth floor and choose another technique?"

Feng Wan really wanted to cry. Why is it so difficult to practice a single skill?

Feng Yun and Feng Mao discussed it through their spiritual consciousness, and then agreed that Feng Wan could continue to the ninth floor to choose a book.

This technique was unexpected, and it was Feng's chance to win over him.

What they promised will naturally be done.

"Of course, let's go now."

"Yeah, thank you two grandpas."

Feng Wan once again felt that the Feng family was really good to her.

Soon, the three people finally reached the ninth floor smoothly.

As soon as we reached the ninth floor, the bookshelves inside began to tremble slightly.

The exercises placed above are even more like flying out to choose the master.

Feng Yun and Feng Mao were surprised again.

Feng Mao even hates the fact that iron cannot become steel. After all, these exercises are all taken care of by him, and sometimes they are more like his children.

You said that no one can look down on your arrogance. Where has all your reserve as a heaven-level practitioner gone?

Now almost all the techniques are interesting to Feng Wan, so the choice falls in Feng Wan's hands.

Faced with so many temptations, Feng Wan felt a little unsteady.

She actually had the illusion that she was a hot commodity.

But soon, her mind settled down.

She should focus on alchemy cultivation and supplement with magic cultivation. The most beneficial methods for alchemy are fire-based exercises and wood-based exercises.

With the small herbal medicine here, it will be fine even if you don’t practice the wood-type exercises.

What she urgently needs to practice now is a highly offensive fire-based technique.

The Feng family entered Taoism through alchemy, so the fire-based skills stored in the Feng family's Sutra Pavilion may be more powerful than those of some large sects.

After Feng Wan made up his mind, he directly used his spiritual power and spoke to all the bookshelves.

"I only want fire-based skills."

As soon as these words came out, most of the exercises stopped vibrating.

Feng Yun and Feng Mao were so shocked that they didn't know what to say, because they had never encountered such a situation.

I have never heard my ancestors talk about such a situation.

As for what is recorded in ancient books, they have not seen it.

It's really strange, Feng Wan's identity is definitely not simple.

Feng Wan saw that there were still several exercises vibrating and continued.

"I want the one with the strongest attack power."

Feng Mao took a breath of cold air. This girl looked so juicy. How could she be so bold? This was her pride in challenging the heaven-level skills.

What does it mean to be the strongest? None of them will think that they are weak.

Sure enough, one of the techniques was dissatisfied with Feng Wan and directly launched an attack.

The red flame instantly surrounded Fengwan.

Feng Yun and Feng Mao were both frightened and rushed to rescue them, but they were a step too late.

Feng Wan was not afraid. The flames when he fell into the inner demon were even more powerful than this.

"Don't be afraid of holding me back, girl. They are heaven-level exercises and have their own rules.

I won’t really do anything to you, I’ll just make you suffer a little.”

The Feng family is an orthodox cultivation family, and the skills that can enter the Feng family's Scripture Pavilion will naturally not be evil.

"Grandpas, don't worry, I'll be fine."

Even though Feng Wan said he was fine, it was really painful, even more painful than when he was washing his essence and cutting out his marrow.

I quickly put on the protective cover to relieve the pain.

The pain lasted for half an hour before things turned around.

Another skill on the bookshelf flew up, penetrated the flames surrounding Fengwan, and penetrated into her sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, a piece of scorched thunder fell from the sky, directly splitting the overbearing red flame into black slag.

It was really black slag, and it fell all over the ground. It seemed to be a mockery of the fire-based technique just now.

It's also strange that the fire-based exercises that were so arrogant just now were so frightened that they cowered on the bookshelf and didn't dare to move.

This is the suppression of absolute strength.

Feng Yun and Feng Mao were really shocked.

The Feng Family's Sutra Collection Pavilion actually has such a domineering thunder technique, and moreover, they took the initiative to choose Feng Wan as the master.

What kind of little evildoer is this little girl?

The flames around Feng Wan subsided, and he fainted due to excessive consumption of spiritual power and excessive fluctuations in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Feng Yun hurriedly bent down and took Feng Wan into her arms.

Looking at the delicate little man with his eyes tightly closed and his brows furrowed, Feng Yun sighed silently.

He gave his spiritual power to Feng Wan to help her nourish her meridians to avoid damaging her foundation.

Feng Mao was hesitant to speak, but finally expressed his worries.

"Second brother, with the talent and luck like this girl, the burden on you will not be light in the future."
Chapter completed!