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Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

Book of Godly Pesticides

Book of Godly Pesticides

Book of Godly Pesticides

The quality of a family's training method would affect the growth of the next generation. Therefore, the value of a training method was above that of a martial technique.

"Are you sure?"

Feng Chen put on a solemn expression as he looked at Feng Ren.

He knew his son very well. Every day, his son was either throwing long punches or punching wooden dummies. How could he suddenly have a high-tier Yellow Class training method?

"Yes. Moreover, it's higher and not lower!"

Feng Ren nodded slowly.

"Higher and not lower?"

The four elders and Feng Lie were shocked. If it was at least a high-tier Yellow Class training method, wouldn't it be possible for it to be a Profound Class?

A Profound Class training method wasn't something a small family like the Yulan Orchid could have.

"I'll go take a look!"

Feng Chen couldn't sit still anymore. Feng Ren didn't look like he was lying. After saying that, he hurried out of the meeting hall and went to his own courtyard.

"Is this the capital he needed to fulfill his vow?"

The elders couldn't help but wonder.

They didn't have to deal with this matter anymore. They sat there anxiously, waiting for news.

A Profound Class training method could definitely change the fate of a family!

Entering the courtyard, Feng Chen saw Feng Hao crawling on the ground. His body was moving up and down in a certain rhythm. Every small movement was stretching every muscle in his body.

After the initial shock, Feng Chen slowly calmed down.

This was definitely a high-tier Yellow Class training method!

As a Martial Grandmaster, he only needed to read it once to understand the usage of this training method.

Every muscle in his body was being trained. How amazing was that!

Moreover, it required a high level of control over one's strength. In the future, it would be much easier to cultivate martial techniques.

It was killing two birds with one stone.

Fenghao inhaled and exhaled rhythmically. Although every movement caused him great pain, his mood was joyful because he felt that his physique was rapidly improving.

After twenty-four cycles, he finally collapsed on the ground.

This Moving Tiger Scripture consumed too much energy. As soon as he relaxed, his muscles returned to normal.

"Hao-er!"

Feng Chen walked over.

"Father!"

Feng Hao stood up with difficulty and casually wiped the sweat off his face. However, because he had used up too much energy, his body was trembling a little.

"Don't worry, just sit down!"

Looking at his son sitting on the stone bench, Feng Chen's heart was filled with complicated emotions.

If he hadn't been the head of the Feng Clan from the beginning, then this wouldn't have happened.

However, as a member of the Feng Clan, how could he not care about the Feng Clan's matters?

He sighed in his heart.

"Father!"

"Hmm?"

"Can I not participate in morning training in the future?"

The Feng Clan's set of long fists could only train the limbs. Compared to the Tiger Movement Scripture, it was countless times worse. For Feng Hao, it was truly a waste of time.

"Not participating in morning training?"

Feng Chen's heart skipped a beat as he recalled the situation just now.

That set of long fists should be useless to him.

"Sure!"

Having received Feng Chen's permission, Feng Hao was delighted. This way, he would have another morning to train.

"What were you doing just now?"

"Just now?"

Feng Hao was stunned. "Body Forging."

"Body Forging? Did you come up with that set of martial arts? "

"No!"

Feng Hao scratched his head, but he didn't know what to say.

The matter regarding Elder Fen must not be told.

"Did someone pass it on to you?"

Feng Chen's heart skipped a beat as he blurted out.

"I guess so!"

Feng Hao frowned slightly and nodded.

"Hiss …"

Feng Chen sucked in a breath of cold air.

How could a person who could take out such a level of martial arts to give away be simple?

After a while, he calmed down and looked at his son quietly.

The person who appeared should be the turning point for him.

However, why did such an expert see something in him?

At this time, Feng Chen thought of what Feng Hao had said to him.

His body swallowed the medicinal properties of the spirit medicine!

His heart skipped a beat.

"Hao 'er!"

"Hmm?"

After pausing for a while, Feng Chen sighed.

He really didn't know what to say. The Feng family had wronged him, but now …

"It's nothing. Train well!"

"En!"

Looking at Feng Chen's back as he left, Feng Hao shook his head and didn't think too much about it. He sat there and recovered his strength. After a day, whether it was his physique or strength control, there were obvious improvements.

Under the starry sky, the young man collapsed under the mahogany tree, panting heavily.

"This is too much of a waste of time."

With Feng Hao's current strength as a Martial Disciple, he could at most last thirty rounds before resting for half an hour. In other words, he had to rest for as long as he cultivated.

The ancient ring on his right hand flashed, and a transparent figure appeared in front of him.

"Hehe, your physique is too weak."

Elder Fen laughed, looking at him mockingly.

"Elder Fen, is there any other way?"

Feng Hao really couldn't afford such a waste. He could only look at the old man for help.

"Of course there is a way."

Elder Fen smiled at the excited young man. "Kid, have you heard of a medicine master?"

"Medicine master?"

Feng Hao's eyes widened. "The rumored medicine master?"

In Tianwu Continent, other than cultivators, there were two other professions: medicine master and poison master.

Medicine master was the noblest profession in Tianwu Continent. Its function was to heal.

Who in the world could be free of diseases?

No matter how high one's cultivation was, one would still fall sick. Without a medicine master, one could only die under the tyranny of disease.

In order to become a medicine master, one must first have a Medicine Encyclopedia. According to the Medicine Encyclopedia, one must swallow the spiritual medicine mentioned above and condense a pill in one's body. Only then could one be considered a medicine master!

Of course, the amount of spirit medicines needed to condense a medicinal pill was extremely frightening. Even the great clans in the big cities could only groom one alchemist, and that was already very good. Moreover, the Medicine Encyclopedia was not that easy to obtain, and it was usually passed down from generation to generation.

The rank of medicine master was naturally closely related to the Medicine Encyclopedia.

On the other hand, poison masters were the opposite. They cultivated the Poison Encyclopedia and condensed poison pills. Moreover, they were the people that could not be offended the most in the continent. Those who offended poison masters would often die from an invisible poison.

"Hehe!"

Elder Fen smiled proudly. "Become my disciple!"

"Become my disciple?"

Feng Hao was stunned, then immediately knelt down.

"Master!"

Medicine master. If he became a medicine master, then the situation would change.

"En!"

Elder Fen had a rare serious expression on his face. With a flip of his hand, a medicinal compendium that was flickering with light floated above his palm.

"Godly Medicine Encyclopedia." Four ancient characters appeared in front of Feng Hao's eyes.

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