Chapter 7

Time seemed to have passed for a long time. When Yao Feng opened his eyes again, the huge square had become empty, and the crowd dispersed at some point.

There was only one middle-aged man standing not far away, looking into the distance, his eyes full of vicissitudes.

"Father!" Yao Feng felt a little awkward, after all, he was no longer the real Yao Feng, but after some hesitation, he still shouted at the middle-aged man.

"woke up?"

Yao Dan turned around and looked at Yao Feng with some surprise.

"Let father worry about it!" Seeing the deep concern in Yao Dan's eyes, Yao Feng's heart was touched. It seems that no matter what status a person is, he can't escape his father's identity. The Yao clan was able to leave behind the kindling, and resolutely chose to blew himself up, and Yao Feng respected the man in front of him even more.

"From today onwards, you are the holy son of my medicine family. Although you are still young, there are some things you must know!"

"Father, please speak."

"Although our Medicine Clan dominates the southern part of the mainland and makes friends all over the world, the Soul Clan is still our confidant. Since ancient times, the ambition of the Soul Clan has never been concealed. Our Medicine Clan, Lei Clan, and Yan Clan alliance have also discovered that I found some clues, of course, you don't need to know these too early, you just need to remember that the power of the soul clan is beyond your imagination, so although you have been recognized by the ancestors, you can't relax, only grown-up geniuses have Qualifications are called geniuses." Yao Dan said with a serious face.

"I see, father."

Yaofeng nodded. Although he has a system, in the novel, when the Yao clan is swallowed by the soul clan, it can be said to be devastated, and that is only a small part of the power of the soul clan. Capsizing the boat is not.

"Yeah." Seeing that Yaofeng was not proud of his talents, but rather calm, Yaodan nodded in satisfaction, waved his palm lightly, and a figure quietly appeared beside the two of them.

"This is Tiewei from the Yao clan, Yao Shisan, the peak Douzong, and he will be responsible for your safety in the future."

"Iron Guards of the Yao Clan!?" Yao Feng exclaimed inwardly. Although the Iron Guards of the Yao Clan did not appear in the fight very often, their strength is equivalent to the existence of the Ancient Clan's Black Army, and they were able to obtain such an advanced codename. Tiewei, presumably, is not comparable to ordinary Tiewei.

"Thank you father!"

"This is a decision made by several elders after discussion. In the future, you must practice hard. You will also be promoted to a one-star fighter. If you have time, go to the Cangjing Pavilion to get a practice method. Dian is at the highest level of the Sutra Pavilion, I have something to do tomorrow, so you can go by yourself." Yao Dan nodded, somewhat satisfied with Yao Feng's performance, neither humble nor overbearing, worthy of being my son of Yao Dan.

"Father, you can go to work at ease, I will take care of the exercises."

Yao Dan stretched out his big hand and rubbed Yao Feng's head, a gratified smile appeared on his face.

"It's getting late, go back and rest!"

After the words fell, Yao Dan waved his sleeve robe, and his figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

"Hehe, this Yaodan is quite concerned about his son.

Seeing the medicine pill gradually going away, Yaofeng also smiled knowingly, but thinking of the soul clan, it also gave her a headache. Since he came to the Yao clan, then he and the soul clan might become enemies in the future, and with the soul clan's way of doing things, Yao Feng is not interested in making friends with them either,

"It seems that you have to practice hard before you start to enjoy the blessings, and prepare for saving your life in the future. I hope the sign-in system will not be too complicated, otherwise it will be too embarrassing for the crossing army!"

"Warning, warning, the host is detected to question the system, if there is a next time, this system will take punitive measures!!!"

"My nima..."

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A ray of sunlight shone into the small nest, Yaofeng rolled over and got out of bed, after a brief wash, looked at the reflection in the water, sighed secretly, she made a pretty face, then took out a long white coat to put on her body, opened the door and opened the door. Go in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion.

"Uncle Thirteen, can you help me find someone to go to the Xiao family in Wutan City of the Jia Ma Empire to secretly observe a young man named Xiao Yan?"

On the way to the Cangjing Pavilion, Yaofeng whispered to the void while admiring the beautiful scenery of the Shennong Mountains.

"The survivors of the Xiao clan?" A cold voice came from the void, but no one was there.

"Yes, it was the former Xiao Clan!" Although Yao Feng was a little surprised by Yao Shisan's reaction, it was reasonable for some powerful members of the Yao Clan to know the whereabouts of the Xiao Clan because they belonged to the eight ancient clans.

"Um!"

Yao Shisan responded softly and became silent again.

Yao Feng, who had achieved her goal, put her hands behind her back, looked at the Yao Mountain in the distance, which was full of all kinds of rare and rare herbs, and couldn't help but look forward to the scene when she met Xiao Yan, it must be very interesting.

After wandering around the mountains for a long time, after turning the last corner, a towering pavilion appeared in front of Yaofeng. On the plaque of the pavilion, there were three large characters of Tibetan scripture pavilion written in dragons and phoenixes. An invisible coercion was released from it, and the startled Yao Feng hurriedly looked away, secretly thinking that the things in the fantasy world are indeed unusual.

Most of the collections on the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are some ancient books that record anecdotes from the mainland, as well as some basic knowledge of cultivation and pharmacology, but there are no fighting skills or exercises that can be cultivated.

As soon as Yaofeng stepped into the Sutra Pavilion, she felt a mysterious force enveloping her, and then quickly disappeared. According to her memory, this should be the guardian elder of the Sutra Pavilion. It is rumored that she is a strong fighting saint. But even his predecessor had never seen what this guardian elder looked like.

After looking around on the first floor, Yaofeng went straight to the second floor. Although he had memories of the Sutra Pavilion in his mind, Yaofeng still preferred to take a look with his own eyes.

"Yellow Rank Low-level Fighting Skill - Tiger Fist"

Yao Feng leaned on the bookshelf, took a yellowed book off the shelf and opened the first page.

"Huang-rank fighting skills, it's limited to me!"

Flipping through it randomly, Yao Feng pouted, put it on the bookshelf, and picked up another one casually.

"Yellow-ranked intermediate fighting skill - Gravel Palm!"

Yao Feng repeated several fighting skills one after another, and then put it down with some disappointment.

"It seems that this floor is full of fighting skills of the Huang rank, let's go up and have a look."

Putting the fighting skills neatly on the bookshelf, Yao Feng walked towards the third floor.

There are fewer bookshelves on the third floor than on the second floor, but it is estimated that there are tens of thousands of mysterious fighting skills lying here quietly.

(End of this chapter)

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