Chapter 13 Qi Armor Magic! Get angry! (Please vote for recommendations!)
Fairy means?
Did our ancestors give birth to immortals? !
Li Feiyu, who was enjoying the comfort, immediately became energetic and looked at Zhao Ping who was lying on the stone table again.
This is really unexpected!
In Zhao Ping's original work, there is only one short adjective 'ordinary protector' from beginning to end...
I never thought about it.
There seems to be another story?
Of course, Li Feiyu couldn't tell whether this was Zhao Ping's drunken talk.
The only thing that is certain is...
Regardless of whether it is true or false, since it is related to cultivating immortals, he will definitely not let it go.
The next day.
The wine bottles on the stone table have been transformed into tea sets.
Li Feiyu made tea with a normal expression.
The tenth level of the Elephant Armor Technique made his energy and blood so strong that he stayed up all night and was completely fine.
"Well..."
After the second round of tea, Zhao Ping finally woke up leisurely.
Looking a little tired and haggard after a hangover.
However, Zhao Ping was a little happy. He had an extra cloak on him, which was obviously added by his apprentice.
“Master.”
Li Feiyu handed over the warm tea.
Zhao Ping nodded with a smile and took it.
After taking a sip of warm tea, his whole expression became more energetic.
"Master, you said last night that your ancestors of the Zhao family had immortals? You want to teach me the magic of immortals, are you telling the truth?!"
"Pfft!"
As soon as Li Feiyu asked straightforwardly, Zhao Ping was so shocked that he spat out a mouthful of tea!
Seeing this scene.
Li Feiyu smiled slightly, picked up a clean handkerchief and handed it over.
Zhao Ping could risk his life to protect him yesterday, so today, he can also ask directly.
The secretive insinuation only made him suffer.
I am afraid that Zhao Ping will feel that his beloved disciple is not close to him.
Zhao Ping took the handkerchief, his eyes darted away in panic, not daring to look at his apprentice, looking nervous and uneasy.
Finally...
Zhao Ping's old face showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Feiyu... I... master, actually... alas..."
Sigh!
"Okay!"
"Master, don't hide it from me!"
"This matter is actually drunk talk. I also heard what my grandfather told me, saying that my ancestor of the Zhao family There have been immortals..."
"You can't take it seriously, you can't take it seriously!"
Zhao Pingyue said, his face getting redder and redder, and he waved his hands repeatedly.
It's like what cowhide looks like after it's been punctured!
For this result.
Li Feiyu was mentally prepared and was not too disappointed. He just nodded: "That's it, it's a pity..."
"Actually..."
Zhao Ping He struggled for a moment and said bravely: "Actually, it's not all fake... My ancestors of the Zhao family have an inherited skill called 'Qi Armor Magic'!"
"It's just that after so many years, no one can successfully practice it, whether it's me, other uncles and brothers in the family, or seniors!"
Qi Armor Divine Art? !
Li Feiyu blinked.
According to Zhao Ping's description, there is an inexplicable feeling of a dark future and a bright future!
Because!
If it is really the method of immortals, how can people without spiritual roots succeed in practicing it!
"If you really want to learn, I...I'll write a letter and ask people from my hometown to send it over!"
Zhao Ping smiled bitterly and said: "However, I advise you not to hug too much. I really hope that the secret book in Qijuetang will be more reliable!"
At the end, he shook his head repeatedly.
Obviously there is no confidence in the family's 'Qi Armor Magic', or...
I think it’s fake!
When Li Feiyu saw it, he didn’t say much or refuse.
Have the mentality to give it a try and see if there is a chance to hit the jackpot.
After lunch.
Li Feiyu just left Zhao Ping’s courtyard and went to Wai Ren Tang...
The salary belonging to the Dharma protector was advanced in advance!
Faced with Li Feiyu’s request, the steward of Wai Ren Tang did not dare to refuse!
What happened yesterday.
Li Feiyu killed Deputy Sect Master Ma’s brother-in-law, but he was still safe and promoted!
The power is booming!
No one dares to offend this great protector with this momentum!
Put a thousand taels of silver notes in your sleeve.
Li Feiyu came out of Waibantang and headed towards the old locust tree.
Go through the old locust tree, and then through the cave...
Han Li was already sitting near the pool, waiting.
Listen to the noise. Han Li glanced at him and said calmly: "Your master is really kind to you..."
The tone was very calm.
But Li Feiyu could hear a bit of envy.
Li Feiyu understood what was going on. The master-disciple relationship between Mr. Mo and Han Li was indeed very abnormal.
He glanced at Han Li...
He smiled suddenly: "Why, are you envious?!"
"No!"
"There is nothing to admit, In fact, I envy you too..."
Hearing this, Han Li turned around and looked a little confused.
Li Feiyu has such a good master, he has strong martial arts skills, is in the limelight, and is handsome...
Compared with this.
Han Li really didn’t know why he was worthy of Li Feiyu’s envy.
“You really don’t know how blessed you are when you are surrounded by blessings!”
Li Feiyu walked over with a smile: “I envy you for having such a good big brother like me!”
Han Li: "..."
Li Feiyu smiled proudly when he saw it.
Hand over the banknote in your sleeve!
Han Li took it and tossed a small package over!
After discussing the ‘gift’ last night.
Li Feiyu then agreed to get a new ‘Blue Blood Pill’!
Ten bottles.
For him now, it can only be counted as about a month.
It’s not that I don’t want to buy more.
Han Li practiced the Changchun Kung Fu, the blinking sword technique, and cultivated medicinal materials. There was simply too much time to refine them.
certainly.
There is another reason...
Li Feiyu doesn't have much money on him.
This purchase is based on the salary paid in advance.
It’s outrageous when you think about it.
He was actually trapped by this worldly money.
If you don’t become a cultivator, no matter how strong you are, you are still a mortal and cannot escape the troubles of the world.
The deal is done.
The two left one after another.
Li Feiyu returned to his yard, took the Blue Blood Pill, practiced Changchun Gong, and looked for the sense of Qi...
Time blurred.
Twenty-four days have passed!
Li Feiyu——
Level: Transformation
Spiritual Root: Wood (False) (Gold, Water, Fire, Earth)
Age: Fourteen
Lifespan: Thirty-seven
External Kung Fu: Elephant Armor Kung Fu (Tenth Level), Martial Kung Fu: Thunder Sword Technique (Perfect), Available Attributes: 1.
......,
The Elephant Armor Skill at the tenth level indeed made the concentration of attributes advance by a day.
Still couldn't get angry.
With this attribute, Li Feiyu has only one choice right now -
Add some spiritual roots!
Take a deep breath and stabilize your body.
With the turning of my mind!
Hiss——
The attributes disappear and the words change.
Spiritual Root: Wood (False: 1/10) (Gold, Water, Fire and Earth)!
……
Feel the fleeting vitality of your body!
"This..."
Li Feiyu looked at this situation and shook his head in his heart.
It’s really not that simple.
Fortunately, I had such a guess before, so I chose "Elephant Armor Skill" first, and chose "a sharpening knife is worthy of the woodcutter".
Otherwise, time and efficiency may be delayed!
After understanding the situation, he was not in a hurry.
If you are not afraid of goals, you are afraid of headless flies.
After losing his strength, he gained another ten years of life, which was enough for him to slowly accumulate attribute points and add some spiritual roots!
In the next few days, Li Feiyu continued to practice as usual, planning to use up the remaining 'Blue Blood Pill' and stay in seclusion for this month.
Early December, an ordinary day.
Li Feiyu opened his eyes and showed a smile.
After more than five months, he finally felt angry!
Don’t think the pace is slow, because soon you will know how fast it is! Finally, please vote for recommendations!
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