Chapter 3198

Refining the body with the ancient white tiger blood, Feng Jingyu felt that his body was more powerful, and also swallowed up the remaining strength of the white tiger ancient blood, and the strength was also improving.

"The function of the ancient blood is indeed very strong, but the state of the white tiger is not very strong. If it is stronger, it will help me even more." The wind startled Yu to himself.

"Here is the white tiger gathering spirit. Then there is a white tiger guarding here. Can the tribal totem here be white tiger? Since there are white tigers, there are Qinglong, Zhuque and Xuanwu. " Said the great God of Qingfeng.

Feng Jingyu nodded his head and said, "it's reasonable. I'll look for Qinglong, Zhuque and Xuanwu after I've explored all of them."

Feng Jingyu continues to explore these ancient buildings, but after searching for a long time, he still finds nothing.

After a while, Feng Jingyu came to a special building, which looked like a cauldron stove. Feng Jingyu stood in front of the building, touched his chin and said to himself, "this is not a place for alchemy, is it?"

Feng Jingyu entered the building. The building was very open, and as soon as he entered, there was a huge cauldron furnace. The cauldron furnace was very old, with inscriptions and runes on it.

In addition to the cauldron furnace, there are also some ragged old animal skins in this ancient building. These skins are neatly hung on the wall. Feng Jingyu looks carefully, and there are some very old words on the fur.

Feng Jingyu can't recognize all these ancient characters. Some of them are similar to the current ones, and they can also make a guess. Some of them are the same as the current ones, so Feng Jingyu can only recognize half of them and guess half of them.

"It's an ancient method of quenching." Feng Jingyu came to a conclusion.

The method of quenching body needs to use the cauldron furnace. It seems that the ancient blood of some ancient animals and some precious miraculous herbs are used for cooking. The cooking time and temperature are very particular.

It feels like alchemy. The temperature is very important. If you don't control it well, you may not achieve the effect. If it is too much, it will damage the body.

"Although the ancient method of quenching in the great famine period is relatively traditional, it has created many strong people. Many children in the wilderness began to use special methods to harden their bodies and lay the foundation when they were a few years old, so the foundation of the people at that time was very stable." Said the great God of Qingfeng.

Feng Jingyu said: "at that time, the number of people was very small, which was far less than that of the present. Naturally, it can be so. With a large population, it is extremely terrifying. The cultivation methods are diverse and fast. Many people naturally would not choose such an ancient method in order to improve their realm."

The great God of Qingfeng sighed: "this is a kind of sorrow."

"If I can restore this ancient method of quenching, I can try it out." Feng Jingyu took those skins and studied them carefully.

"Even if you are in such a state now, this method is also desirable, but the ancient beast and ancient blood you need must be the spirit emperor level, quasi God or God's, which is the best." Said the great God of Qingfeng.

"The ancient animal's blood may still be available, but these medicinal materials are difficult to obtain." Feng Jingyu looked at the medicinal materials on the animal skin, many of which he had never heard of.

The tripod, how many people will go to the furnace to cook?

Feng Jingyu jumped to the top of the cauldron stove, and then lifted the lid of the cauldron. There was a smell of medicine floating in it. When Feng Jingyu looked inside, there was still a furnace of liquid medicine in it?

"After so many years of experience, this liquid will not deteriorate? There is such a strong smell of medicine. " Feng Jingyu was very surprised.

The great God of Qingfeng said, "have you ever seen the pill go bad after a long time?"

"The pill doesn't go bad. It's a finished product. It won't go bad even if it's left like this?" Feng Jingyu is unbelievable.

"Light the fire, jump in and cook." Said the great God of Qingfeng.

Feng Jingyu took a careful look at the liquid. It was still sticky. I was really worried that it was going bad. What should I do when I jumped in?

However, he still felt that he could have a try. If it was really effective, it would be a waste not to try?

Feng Jingyu immediately made a fire under the cauldron stove, then controlled the fire with aura, followed the method on the animal skin, and then jumped into the boiling mucus.

"There's still some medicine in it, and it's not small." Feng Jingyu can't believe it.

This furnace of liquid medicine has been preserved until now. When these people left, why didn't they take it away?

"Put the lid on so it works better." Said the great God of Qingfeng.

Feng Jingyu covers the lid and lies in the cauldron stove. Even if the viscous liquid is rolling, Feng Jingyu can't feel the heat. He just feels that the liquid is still domineering. After entering his body, he is actually in a rampage.

Generally speaking, it is best to cook for about an hour at a time. However, Feng Jingyu's body is stronger and can endure this kind of medicine. After cooking for half a day, he gave up."The liquid is not so thick. It seems that I have absorbed part of its strength." Feng Jingyu observed the liquid medicine again. It was clear.

Feng Jingyu jumped out of the cauldron and felt the changes in his body. The corners of his mouth rose slightly. This is indeed a great progress. After absorbing all these medicinal solutions, the strength of his body is definitely a very high level.

Now he is still searching for some of the ancient methods, which he is not anxious to leave.

Not long after that, Feng Jingyu found a tablet, which was supposed to be standing. Now it has fallen down and half of it is buried underground.

Feng Jingyu digs out all the stone tablets. There are good things on the stone tablets. This is a kind of boxing, which is called Jinglei fist. It is most suitable for practitioners of thunder attribute.

"Thunderbolt fist is famous for its fast speed and strong explosive force. One punch is like thunder. It's very unusual." Feng Jingyu began to practice according to the tips on the stone tablet.

Feng Jingyu's whole body is filled with purple thunder. The purple thunder condenses in his fists. The fists blow out in an instant. The speed is extremely fast. It turns into a ray of light. It explodes like a thunder. The air in front of you explodes, and the powerful force blows into it. It's very terrible.

"It's really powerful. If this boxing skill is refined to the extreme, it will be very powerful." The wind startles Yu to be joyful, this is a kind of not small harvest again.

Later, Feng Jingyu went into the cauldron again for cooking, this time for half a day.

"It should be enough for me to cook once." Feng Jingyu comes out of the cauldron furnace, and then begins to refine Jinglei fist.

Purple thunder broke out, crackling, with the breath of destruction, one punch, thunder, thunder!

In the painting of Fengshen, Feng Jingyu spent a hundred years refining Jinglei fist to the extreme.

A day later, Feng Jingyu cooked for the third time. This time, after he absorbed all the medicine, there was only one stove of water left in the cauldron.

"Now my physical strength has reached the spirit Saint level 5, even more powerful. Facing the spirit Saint level 5, I can not use any other means to kill it." Feng Jingyu was very confident.

Later, Feng Jingyu explored in this tribe, but there was no other harvest.

In such a place which has been dust laden for countless years, it is also very good and lucky to be able to find such nature.

Feng Jingyu leaves from the place where the white tiger gathers spirits, and then begins to look for the land of Qinglong, Zhuque and Xuanwu.

Among the four mythical beasts, white tiger is in the west, Qinglong in the East, Zhuque in the South and Xuanwu in the north.

If you go up the west, you will find the north, and the north will be basaltic.

Wind Jingyu came to the northern position, carefully looking for the land of Xuanwu.

Roar!

However, at this time, a huge beast with green scales on its body and horns on its head appeared and directly rushed to fengjingyu.

The strength of this fierce beast is all in the fifth floor of the spirit. The wind startles Yu and says, "it's just you who can test my physical strength."

The wind startled the Yu to meet up, did not use the spirit and the purple thunder's strength, is completely own physical strength and that fierce beast to contend.

Although Feng Jingyu was very small in front of the fierce beast, his strength could not be underestimated. After the collision with the fierce beast, the terrifying force broke out. Feng Jingyu's body did not move, but the fierce beast slipped out.

"It's really powerful." The wind startled Yu to himself, rejoicing in his own strength.

He was full of confidence and rushed to the fierce beast. He was very fast. He waved his fist and killed him. The huge beast roared and burst out all his strength.

Even a saint with five levels of spirit should avoid such fierce beasts, but Feng Jingyu still uses pure physical strength to fight against it.

Bang!

Feng Jingyu blows out a fist, the fierce beast flies upside down, and the front paws are shocked to burst.

Feng Jingyu seizes the opportunity and makes another move. His fists continue to blast out and bombard the fierce beast. The green scales are cracked and bleed with blood.

"Ancient blood." The wind surprised Yu.

He put more weight on his hand. After a few punches, he directly bombed the body of the fierce beast.

Poof!

The green scales of the fierce beast flew out, and the body was split into pieces.

Feng Jingyu immediately collected the ancient blood of the fierce beast.

"The ancient blood should be kept first and then condensed according to the ancient method on the skin." The wind startled Yu to himself.

After walking for a short time, Feng Jingyu found out and found the land of Xuanwu. It was only that the land of Xuanwu was torn apart, and it was not long since it was torn open.

"Has someone come first?" The wind startled Yu.

As soon as he got here, he felt a breath. His body immediately moved out, and a knife was cut to his feet.

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