Zhu Feng didn't need anything in exchange, he just wanted to see how much he weighed and whether he was worthy of being his experimental subject.
If Zhu Feng's cultivation level is too low, it will be of no use to him.
Murong Fulan said in a disdainful tone in the cave: "What's the use of wanting your life? What I need is a capable person, not a waste like you."
Zhu Feng hated people calling him trash the most in his life. When that sentence broke into his ears, Zhu Feng instantly became irritable.
The energy and blood in the whole body reflects a powerful ability, which bursts from the current place and goes straight to the brain.
Zhu Feng understood this feeling very well, it was the state before he went crazy that night.
So he did not restrain himself, but let this feeling become more and more amplified. As the nonsense words kept reverberating in his brain, stimulating the brain, the energy of the ghost beads kept rushing back and forth throughout his body, as if to break
It's the same as coming out of the body.
Although Zhu Feng was in pain at this time, he understood very well that only after he entered a state of obsession could he have the opportunity to go up from the bottom of the cliff to the top.
Murong Fulan, who was sitting next to him in the cave, looked at Zhu Feng's current state, with a smile on his lips and said to himself: "It's really good. He can actually control himself to enter a state of obsession and improve his abilities. Seeing him like this
It looks like it has absorbed the energy of a certain magic weapon, and it is just perfect for my experiment.
After saying this, I burst into laughter uncontrollably: "Hahaha... I have been looking for the traitor Maritis for two years, and now another one comes to my door. It's really God helping me.
It won't be long before I can rule the entire Central Plains. I want to seek justice for the price I paid ten years ago.
At this time, Zhu Feng was close to a state of obsession. His muscles all over his body grew rapidly, and he exuded a ghostly aura.
The black smoke gradually formed a skull, spinning around Zhu Feng.
At this time, Zhu Feng was like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, coming to the world for revenge with endless hatred.
Zhu Feng became more and more terrifying, while Murong Fulan in the cave was smiling more and more happily, because his current state had exceeded expectations.
Gradually, Zhu Feng turned into a completely different person. His clothes were torn apart by the muscles that grew in size. His hair quickly grew longer, two fangs sprouted from the corners of his mouth, his fingernails also quickly grew longer, and his body became hunched.
The skin all over his body turned black and gray, he had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and there were two antlers like antlers on his forehead, making him look like a monster.
The voice he spoke became very vicious, like a life-threatening ghost. At this moment, Zhu Feng raised his head and looked at the cliff, shouting: "Grandmaster, if I come up, can you teach me your magic power!"
Murong Fulan said calmly: "As long as you come up here, I will teach you the soul-eating technique, and I will ensure that your cultivation level will increase greatly within ten days. No one in the Central Plains can match you."
The sound reached Zhu Feng's ears after a moment.
When Zhu Feng heard that terrifying face, a smile appeared, and his two fangs were clearly visible.
He has completely lost his mind now and has only one thought in his mind, which is revenge.
Even if his father Zhu Dexing is standing in front of him now, he may not be able to stop his desire to meet the master of evil.
Zhu Feng quickly made a half-crouched position and stared at the top of the cliff. After being obsessed, he was confident that he would jump up. Even if he could not reach the top of the cliff, he would not be too far away.
Putting all his magic power into his legs, after finding his footing, Zhu Feng used all his strength to jump up, waving his hands upwards to increase the height of his ascent.
In just a few seconds, Zhu Feng's body stopped rising, he quickly inserted the nails of his two palms into the cliff, and his body hit the cliff heavily.
The sharp stones on the cliff were smashed by his body and fell to the bottom of the cliff.
After becoming possessed, Zhu Feng's body became extremely strong. These sharp cliffs posed no threat to him at all. Now his skin is as tough as steel.
After stabilizing his body, Zhu Feng looked up and saw that he was less than 50 meters away from the top of the cliff. He took a deep breath and quickly swam away from the sharp cliffs.
At this time, he was walking on the cliff as nimbly as an ape, as if the attraction of the earth had no effect on him.
Everywhere he set foot, his nails would poke several big holes in the cliff, and the strength of his feet was unimaginable. Every time he set foot, a large amount of gravel would fall down.
From a distance of fifty meters, Zhu Feng climbed up in just ten seconds using his hands and feet.
Zhu Feng grabbed a stone at the entrance of the cave, used both hands to jump up, and landed steadily in front of Murong Fulan.
Seeing Zhu Feng appear like this in front of her eyes, Murong Fulan couldn't help but clapped her hands to him: "Okay, okay, since you came up, I will not let you down."
Zhu Feng immediately knelt in front of Murong Fulan and said with a look of astonishment: "Ask the Patriarch to teach his disciples magic power. I will definitely be grateful and I will definitely come back to serve you after my revenge."
The moment Zhu Feng saw Murong Fulan, he was shocked by his appearance, so he knelt down involuntarily.
Because in Zhu Feng's impression, he had met Murong Fulan during the war ten years ago. At that time, he had already had gray hair on his temples and looked like an old man.
But what appears in front of him now is a middle-aged man who looks similar to himself. Can he be rejuvenated?
Murong Fulan was very happy to see him like this, and even more happy to see the astonished expression on his face.
Because it can be seen from his expression that he has achieved great success in the soul-eating technique he has practiced for many years.
Murong Fulan slowly stood up and walked to Zhu Feng, stretched out a hand to help him up, and said with a smile: "Isn't it strange why I am so young? My voice sounds so old."
Zhu Feng nodded and said: "Disciple does have this question, please give me some advice from the Patriarch."
Murong Fulan put his hands behind his back and laughed loudly and said: "You don't have to be surprised, you can do it if you want."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Feng immediately bowed his hands and said, "Disciple is willing, as long as the Patriarch can teach it to me."
Murong Fulan turned around and looked at Zhu Feng, the smile on his face instantly solidified, and he said seriously: "Young man is talking nonsense, do you know what are the conditions for practicing the Soul-Eating Technique?"
Seeing his expression change, Zhu Feng immediately knelt on the ground again and said, "Please give me some advice from the ancestor."