The hall fell silent. The old men in black robes looked at each other, but no one said a word.
Being able to cure the Heart Burning Poison and cure an incurable disease made them very conflicted. They couldn't kill him, but they couldn't not kill him either. If he was just an ordinary medicine master, they could kill him. However, if they killed someone who could cure an incurable disease, the Medicine Encyclopedia in his body would be destroyed as well. That was the same as cutting off their own path of survival.
"Elders, do you have any good ideas?"
The charming girl slightly furrowed her brows, and her cold voice slowly spat out.
"Saintess, I think we shouldn't kill this young man."
An old man walked out and said.
He was the oldest here, so he was undoubtedly the one who feared death the most.
"If we don't kill him, can you bear the responsibility if the news gets out?"
The girl's cold gaze swept across the group of old men. They all lowered their heads, not daring to look her in the eye.
"This …"
The old men looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything.
"Hmph!"
The girl snorted and squinted her eyes. "But we don't have to kill him. I'm curious how a fifteen-year-old young man could cure the Heart Burning Poison."
After a pause, she said again, "I want to meet him. If he is willing to join the Divine Sect, it doesn't matter if I make him the Son of Saint. If not, hmph!"
Her words were cold and emotionless, and the old men were shocked.
Not to mention the strength of each generation's Saintess, their skill in alchemy was absolutely unparalleled. Whether it was poison or elixirs, they could concoct poison in their hands. It could be said that they were poisonous creatures that could not be touched at all. If they were angered, they could kill all the experts within a thousand miles with poison.
"Yes!"
The old men didn't dare to say anything and lowered their heads.
"Give me the detailed information of that young man."
Seeing that they were obedient, the girl put away her anger and called out to the old man who stood out.
"Yes!"
The old man's body trembled. He took out a booklet from his sleeve and passed it to the girl.
"Feng Hao, West Mist Kingdom?"
After reading it, the girl squinted her eyes and looked at the sky outside the hall.
"Let me fight you …"
The voice was charming and ethereal, drifting towards the horizon.
...
In the Cultivation Black Tower of the Inner Court, in the fifth row, in a pitch-black room, a figure sat cross-legged. Silver-white arcs of lightning constantly revolved around his body, and as the arcs of lightning revolved around him, his body also slightly trembled.
"Dong dong! …"
Someone knocked on the iron door of the room. Hearing the noise, Feng Hao opened his eyes.
"Little Feng, your little lover is looking for you!"
Jianmu's voice came through the door.
"Oh, I see. Thank you, Third Elder!"
Feng Hao was taken aback for a moment before he replied. He exhaled and stood up.
He shook his body, clenched his fists, and listened to the crisp sounds coming from his body. The corners of his mouth curved up slightly, and he whispered, "Thunder attribute, it really is a divine object for body transformation."
After a few months, his physique had improved by leaps and bounds. This was something he hadn't expected. This degree of improvement was truly a pleasant surprise for him.
"I should be able to reach the high-level Martial Spirit soon, right?If this goes on … "
Feng Hao couldn't help but feel a little excited, and a glimmer of saliva hung from the corner of his mouth.
"Kid, stop dreaming!"
Elder Fen's voice came out, interrupting his lewd thoughts.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Hao was stunned, wiped the corner of his mouth, and asked.
"This thunder attribute can be used for body transformation. In the early stage, it can also be said to be a tool for body transformation. However, do you really think that with this thing, you can reach the peak?"
Elder Fen scolded with a somewhat disdainful tone.
"Can't I?"
Feng Hao was a little confused.
"Kid, carefully observe the changes in your body. What is the scope of this thunder attribute?"
The old man's voice was full of caution, reminding him.
Hearing this, Feng Hao didn't hesitate. He silently closed his eyes, carefully feeling the changes in his body.
"Chi chi! …"
Silver snakes flashed in his body, intertwining. Flesh, tendons, skin, and bones were all within its scope.
"Dong dong! …Dong dong! … "
Feng Hao could hear the sound of his own heartbeat.
"Martial Ancestor Viscera Training?"
His heart lit up, and he immediately understood. "So, this external force can only reach the stage of bone training, but not viscera training. No wonder …"
At this moment, Feng Hao understood why there were so many Martial Ancestors in the Wind Moon Academy, but not a single Revered Martial Artist. It turned out that the Black Tower's use was limited to martial spirits.
"Martial Ancestor, that is a different realm. It can't be achieved with external force. It can be said that the Martial Ancestor realm is also a very important stage in the path of martial arts!"
Elder Fen's voice sounded out, and he was very cautious.
"Different realms?"
Feng Hao didn't quite understand.
"That's right. You should understand now that a martial artist's Martial Origin comes purely from the muscles. A martial artist's Martial Origin comes from the tendons and arteries. Similarly, the human body has five viscera. A Martial Ancestor uses the viscera to derive Martial Origin. Every time a viscera is refined, a Martial Origin whirlpool can be formed within that viscera. Hence, the Martial Ancestor realm is divided into five small realms."
Elder Fen explained in detail, "That Hua Yuntian is in the second viscera realm. He has already refined his heart and liver, forming two whirlpools. I think his lungs are more or less refined as well. He should not be far from the third viscera realm."
"Derive five whirlpools?That works? "
Feng Hao was a little shocked, and his jaw dropped.
This was something he had never come into contact with before. After all, Martial Ancestor was too far away from him.
"There are still many things you don't know. Let's talk when you reach Martial Ancestor."
Elder Fen didn't bother with him and didn't make a sound.
"Martial Ancestor's viscera training, derive five whirlpools?Then what about Revered Martial Ancestor?Marrow Training?What kind of realm is that?At the end of martial arts, what kind of existence is there? "
Feng Hao walked out of the room in a trance.
Outside, he saw Wan Xin waving at him with an excited expression.
Looking at that beautiful face, Feng Hao's lips curled into an intelligent smile.
"Third Elder."
Arriving at the door, he first greeted Jiao Mu.
"Go, go."
Jiao Mu waved his hand casually, and winked at him in satisfaction. This made Feng Hao's face blush, and he quickly walked towards the young girl.
"Quick, come with me!"
Once out of the Black Tower, Wan Xin pulled Feng Hao's arm and ran towards the outside world.
"Xin 'er, what's wrong?"
Seeing the young girl's surprised and anxious expression, Feng Hao could not help but ask.
"Uncle Feng and the others have come to the Imperial City. Don't you know?"
Wan Xin pouted her lips in rebuke.
"Uncle Feng?My father? "
Feng Hao was stunned.
"Yes."
Wan Xin nodded and looked at the surprised young man with a face full of smiles.
"Let's go!"
Pulling the young girl's arm, the two of them ran towards the school gate.
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