Peerless Martial God 2

Jiang Xuan sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, facing Lin Feng. Lin Feng had just returned from the meeting hall and had yet to sit on a chair, but the little guy was already losing his patience and asked the question that concerned him the most.    

Lin Feng sat on the chair and listened to Jiang Xuan's question with a hint of nervousness. Lin Feng could not help but laugh out loud. After that, he shook his head and said to Jiang Xuan in a deep voice, "Little guy, don't worry. I will only be your teacher."    

"Really?" When Jiang Xuan heard this, his face immediately lit up, and he clenched his fists and cheered. It was completely the nature of a child.    

"However, since I'm already your teacher, you still have to be trained."    

Lin Feng's sudden change in tone made Jiang Xuan's face instantly tense up. He knew that no matter which teacher it was, he could only obediently cultivate without slacking off in the slightest.    

"Teacher, tell me, what do you want to train me?" Jiang Xuan's small face was filled with worry, but he still shouted in a good mood. However, Lin Feng could feel the fear and fear in the little guy's eyes. It was obvious that he didn't want to be trained, but this was obviously impossible. For the sake of Jiang Xuan's future, this training was very necessary.    

"Practice lifting stones." Lin Feng bellowed. After that, he took out a stone out of nowhere. When the stone fell to the ground, it created a deep pit in the courtyard. The rumbling sound shook Jiang Xuan so much that he quickly covered his ears.    

"This is a boulder weighing seven hundred thousand pounds. You lift it and hold it for three hours, and if you don't hold it for three hours, you'll be punished. Get ready."    

Lin Feng looked at Jiang Xuan, and his expression gradually became gloomy. Finally, he raised his eyebrows slightly and shouted at Jiang Xuan: "If you can't hold on for three hours, then you will be considered to have failed the examination."    

"If you can last three hours, the teacher will teach you new tricks."    

On the one hand, Lin Feng was giving Jiang Xuan some pressure. Otherwise, this little guy would definitely not be serious. On the other hand, he was also giving Jiang Xuan some benefits. As long as he could hold on for three hours, Lin Feng would hand over his techniques to Jiang Xuan. This was very attractive.    

The little guy immediately agreed, but when he really lifted the boulder, he realized that it was all a lie from Lin Feng. This boulder could simply crush a person to death. Although it hadn't reached a million kilograms of strength, Jiang Xuan still couldn't bear it.    

Jiang Xuan glared fiercely at Lin Feng. He knew that he had been schemed against by his teacher, but Jiang Xuan had no other choice but to obediently raise the boulder. Compared to today, he still felt that when Fusu Rong tortured him before, he was the most ruthless.    

When Lin Feng saw that Jiang Xuan had started the examination, he retracted his gaze and ignored him. He walked to the door and ignored the gazes of the two guards, walking straight in. Naturally, the guards did not dare to stop him.    

Lin Feng closed the door of my room and looked at the floor that he had pierced in Jiang Xuan's room which was now intact. Lin Feng could guess that he must have changed it again.    

Lin Feng sat on the head of the bed and isolated the entire room from the outside world with the space-time distortion. It was almost impossible for anyone outside to feel anything strange in the room. Only Lin Feng could feel the situation inside the room and outside, where Jiang Xuan was lifting a rock.    

For safety's sake, Lin Feng used the Strength of Time to completely shield the house, preventing the ten great Dao Arts from being leaked out. Once the ten great Dao Arts were leaked out and others knew that he was hiding the ten great Dao Arts, it might cause many forces to fight over it, and he would die a miserable death in the end.    

Lin Feng took out the Space Ring and took out the nine corpses. The white skeletons filled the entire room. Looking at the skeletons, they seemed so terrifying, but Lin Feng saw that these skeletons were extremely calm. Who didn't come from these skeletons? Who didn't walk over countless corpses?    

If these skeletons could be feared, it would be more frightening to say that they represented themselves as the victors, because what need was there to be afraid of when even the skeletons were under their feet?    

Lin Feng first respectfully cupped his fists towards the nine corpses to show his respect. These nine corpses were the corpses of Great Honored Warrior Song to Song Jiuzun. The nine brothers of the Song Kingdom were all High-Grade Divine Sovereigns, and they had all passed down their Dao arts, which was shocking.    

Lin Feng first came to the footbone of the first corpse. He raised his left hand and waved it. A wave of Qi of Chaos burst out from his body. Holding the footbone, the Qi of Chaos began to seep into the footbone. Gradually, a faint golden light began to emit from the footbone. As more Qi of Chaos was poured in, the golden light became brighter and brighter.    

Lin Feng originally thought that it would be very easy for him to reveal the Dao on the footbone, but Lin Feng ignored the fact that although it was a corpse, it was also the corpse of a High-Grade Divine Sovereign. Although he relied on the domineering Body of Chaos, he still needed to waste a lot of energy to deal with a High-Grade Divine Sovereign.    

Lin Feng focused all his attention on the bones of his feet. The Qi of Chaos burst out faster and faster, and the golden light became even more dazzling. Gradually, Lin Feng could hear a clear sound coming from the bones of his foot, as if someone was knocking on the bamboo.    

However, the sounds were not very concentrated, nor were they very regular. They only occasionally made a crisp sound, but Lin Feng knew that this meant that the foot bone was about to be captured by his Qi of Chaos, and the Cultivation Arts recorded on the corpse was about to reveal its true appearance.    

Lin Feng was a little excited and excited, and even more so, he was filled with countless emotions. Indeed, he did not have a backer in the Eternity Kingdom, nor did he have anyone too powerful to protect him. He was not as lucky as Fusu Rong, and he had even acknowledged the Divine Sovereign Zidian as his master.    

But now, Lin Feng could not feel where these people were stronger than him. Strong background? You have as many Tao techniques as I do now? I have ten great Tao techniques, any one of them would be able to torture you like chickens and dogs; even if your background is strong, there will still be a day when it will collapse. But if I master the Cultivation Arts, that will be for the rest of my life.    

If Lin Feng calculated carefully, including the two Tao techniques, the general outline of the Tao technique, and the Great Blood Technique that he had obtained from the Sovereign San's tomb, Lin Feng now had twelve Tao techniques.    

What kind of concept was this? Twelve Cultivation Arts, even if the entire Eternity Kingdom were to be turned upside down, would only be a few times more than that. And Lin Feng alone had so many Tao techniques that it was enough to make people jealous to death.    

Of course, Lin Feng wasn't stupid enough to say that he had twelve Tao techniques. Once he said it, what awaited him would be endless pursuit and revenge.    

Just as Lin Feng was thinking about these things, he heard a crisp slapping sound coming from under his feet. Lin Feng immediately lowered his head to look, and his face was immediately filled with joy. The words on the footbone had already been completely revealed, and the Strength of Chaos was swimming on top of them, giving these words a lively feeling.    

Lin Feng carefully read the golden words that appeared on his foot. This kind of writing was a common type of writing, not an ancient character like the Tao Technique Superclass, so Lin Feng was relieved.    

Lin Feng began to read the words carefully, and the contents were recorded in his mind.    

"I am Song Sanzun, a High-Grade Divine Sovereign at the age of Taiqing. I entered the Earth-Penetrating Fire Sea with Eldest Brother, Second Brother, and the others in search of a fortuitous encounter, but I was stopped midway. In the end, I was buried in the sea of fire. I was actually unlucky."    

"What bad luck?" When Lin Feng saw this, he only let out a faint laugh and did not say anything else. Instead, he continued to read.    

"The three of us did not leave behind a son or a daughter. We were all alone. Only the Dao arts that have accompanied me for tens of thousands of years and the three Dao arts are the Dao arts that I am the most proud of in my life."    

"So, if you have the chance to come to this Earth-Penetrating Fire Sea, please move me and the other eight corpses away and find a place to bury them. In order to express my gratitude, my three Tao techniques will be delivered to you."    

Lin Feng looked at it carefully, not wanting to filter out each word. The golden words continued to shock Lin Feng's vision, because after these words were finished, Lin Feng suddenly felt as if he could see the living Third Venerable Song standing in front of him and demonstrating his three Dao arts to him.    

The fist and the palm, as they moved, were so elegant, yet they contained such a terrifying energy that it could hurt and kill anyone who touched them. It was like several fierce dragons were swimming in the world, and they could destroy everything, including the sky and the earth, with a flick of their fingers.    

A trace of golden light gradually appeared in Lin Feng's eyes, synchronizing with the golden light on his footbone as he practiced the three Tao techniques.    

Even though Lin Feng's talent was outstanding, these three Dao Arts were deep and difficult to understand. Lin Feng also needed a long time to digest them and sort them out. If there was the slightest deviation, there would be mistakes, and then these three Dao Arts would probably be lost in the passage of time.    

At first, Lin Feng's eyes were open, but now, they were tightly shut. There was a cautious and complicated expression between his brows. Sweat trickled down from his forehead and down his cheek to his neck.    

The atmosphere became heavy.