"This amulet is not for body protection, but for heart protection. It can protect your soul... Well, you don't have a soul, it protects your soul and brain." Mr. Feng said weakly.

Shen Leling smiled: "Yes, Yan Nu, your soul has no protection. Last time at Chashan Castle, I could make you fall asleep with just one word."

"Thank you!" Yan Nu grinned and immediately sat on a ridge in the field to practice.

This time, he has two talismans that consume Qi.

One green and one purple, one water and one fire, one yang and one yin.

Yan Nu infused it with true energy, and in just one breath, all the true energy was used up.

"So fast!" This was Yan Nu's thought.

Just as he was about to look for grass, Shen Leling had already handed him a handful, which Shen Leling cultivated from grass seeds.

Along the way, Shen Leling collected a lot of grass seeds. After all, there was a big grass-eater like Yan Nu around him, and after the last war, there was no grass to eat.

As an 'expert at planting trees', Shen Leling is ready to study more on the magic of growing Leymus chinensis.

"Huh!" After Yan Nu ate it, his true energy was full and he had 4,687 years of skill.

"What a waste!" This is Mr. Feng's thought.

Most of the true energy is not stored by the two talismans of water and fire, but escapes and returns to nature.

Mr. Feng and Shen Leling, standing next to Yan Nu, could feel the vitality suddenly becoming stronger, and they quickly began to absorb it.

"Awesome!" This was Huang Banyun's thought.

He can't feel the vitality, but using the immortal cultivator's natal talisman to cultivate the vitality is outrageous in itself.

What was even more extravagant was that Shen Leling actually gave Yan Nu a handful of dragon's cud.

"Does Lian Chui cure Zhenqi have to use Dragon Cuo grass?" Huang Banyun couldn't help but ask.

"Yes... hmm?" Shen Leling reacted: "Dragon Cuwei?"

Huang Banyun said: "It's the grass you just handed him."

"..." Both Mr. Feng and Shen Leling stared at him in disbelief.

Huang Banyun looked solemn, thinking he was asking something he shouldn't have asked.

He immediately said: "Sorry, I'm too talkative. You don't need to answer. Just pretend I didn't ask."

"You..." Shen Leling looked at him with a very suspicious look.

Even his monkeys understood it, but Huang Banyun actually thought there was Dragon Cuo grass?

Huang Banyun thought they thought he was harboring evil intentions, so he quickly said: "I have no other intentions. Please don't misunderstand me. I will never ask about the exercises in the future."

Mr. Feng was relieved quickly: "There are no immortal cultivators in your family, right?"

Huang Banyun shook his head: "No...if you count me, I am the third generation of scholars."

Shen Leling also understood that Huang Banyun knew almost nothing about the spiritual world.

Therefore, he had no way to believe that a person could eat grass to refine his energy. That was too outrageous. He could only choose to believe in the setting of Longcuo Grass.

This is actually the same for Old Oolong Gou. He doesn’t know anything about the Heaven-Defying Posture and has little knowledge, so he believes in the existence of Dragon Cuo Cao until his death...

This is not actually stupid, but in their perception, it would be even more stupid to think that it is ordinary grass.

Regarding the grass ring, Oolong explained it until his death. Huang Banyun firmly believed in it and thought that his monkey had picked up the dragon's cud grass.

"Well, little friend, there are some things that you will gradually understand in the future." Mr. Feng smiled and did not explain.

He leaned next to Yan Slave with peace of mind, absorbing the vitality that Yan Slave released.

Shen Leling was also absorbing it and said: "It turns out that when Yan Nu cultivated, so much vitality was released..."

"It's a pity that absorption in this way has the worst effect. The energy dissipates too quickly and will be diluted into the entire world in an instant."

Mr. Feng muttered: "Next time, I should get him a formation and let him practice in the formation. Then the formation can absorb the energy he escapes."

Shen Leling tilted his head: "Do you know the formation? I don't know the formation. I heard it's very difficult."

Mr. Feng was surprised and said: "What's so difficult about the formation? It's just that the Qianyuan stars are arranged in turns."

"Isn't it difficult? Don't be too pretentious! Are your formations very powerful?" Shen Leling recalled: "At first... I was discussing with someone, and the person said that ordinary people should not study formations."

Mr. Feng burst into laughter: "He is right, but you have misunderstood it. It is difficult to learn the formation method. The biggest difficulty is that it is expensive."

"Expensive?" Shen Leling was a little confused.

Mr. Feng said helplessly: "A formation master who carefully prepares formation diagrams and arranges formations with stones is not as good as an formation apprentice who takes gold and arranges them according to the diagram..."

"What's the point?" Shen Leling couldn't figure it out.

Mr. Feng spread his hands and said: "Anyway, for this reason, why don't we tell ordinary people not to study formations? We can't afford it."

"The best formation in the world is in Penglai Island. The second formation in the world is in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."

"Even human emperors can't even dream of finding Penglai Island, and even real immortals can't even dream of entering the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."

They chatted, and half an hour passed quickly.

In this half hour, Yan Nu practiced it eight times again, and his skill reached 9,134 years.

Because it has been born and died many times, the retraining speed of Taihuang Kung is faster than before, but not much faster.

But it's not enough if he doesn't practice it. The Qi of Taihuang Gong will not be recovered by eating grass. And without Taihuang Gong, the quality of his Qi will be two levels lower.

"No, the fire talisman and the water talisman are both full." Yan Nu said to Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng moved his hand, and the fire talisman appeared on Yan Nu's chest. With a gentle touch, Mr. Feng felt so happy that he flew up.

"hiss!"

"What's the difference between this and taking elixir!" Mr. Feng was so excited that he swallowed 20,000 pieces of mana in one go, and there was still some left in it.

Shen Leling also absorbed a wave of vitality and said brightly: "Didn't I tell you earlier? It's equivalent to taking an elixir..."

"Well..." After Mr. Feng accepted the vitality, he soon became depressed again.

Although the vitality is more abundant than many elixirs, the uplifting feeling only lasts for a moment and is not as lasting as elixirs.

Mr. Feng's eyes dimmed and he said: "Unfortunately, vitality can only replenish mana. My origin has been damaged, and only incense cannot make up for it..."

"Do you have any descendants?" Shen Leling asked.

Mr. Feng said bitterly: "No more... no one is gone. The Zhang family has wiped out all of me."

"I was the first to be killed, so I had the opportunity to be sacrificed as a ghost."

"It was because I turned into a ghost that Zhang Tong spared my life, sealed me in the copper deed, and guarded the Zhang family."

Shen Leling asked: "Looking at your superb Taoist skills, you were probably not an unknown person during your lifetime, right? By the way, I always forgot to ask, what is your name?"

Mr. Feng proudly raised his hands: "Feng Xiu, Feng Junyou!"

"When I was fifteen, I became famous in the world. When I was seventeen, I went to the mountains to practice Taoism. I made friends with countless Xuanshi. I was known as the Hongnong Drunkard!"

However, the scene was silent. After a while, Shen Leling said: "Feng Junyou? I don't know him."

"..." Feng Junyou's eyes were filled with sadness.

Huang Banyun suddenly said: "Hongnong County?"

"Do you know?" Feng Junyou quickly asked.

Huang Banyun shook his head: "I have never heard that there is a noble family named Feng in Hongnong County."

"Alas! It has only been dead for fifty years and no one remembers it?" Feng Junyou looked up to the sky and sighed, with a sad look on his face: "There is no more Hongnong Feng family in the world..."

Yan Nu patted him and comforted him: "Isn't it okay if I remember you?"

"..." Feng Jun thought to himself, "What's the use of this?"

He stood sadly in the air, the moon was cold and the wind was clear, and he felt desolate.

The voice was full of resentment, like a ghost crying: "The old drunkard seventy years ago is no longer in the world. But the west wind blew the autumn sound all over the ground one night."

Yan Nu couldn't understand the poem and asked in confusion: "Why did the Zhang family destroy your whole family?"

Huang Banyun also asked: "Yes, what kind of hatred or grudges are there between the nobles? It is necessary to destroy the whole family? How can this kind of behavior be tolerated by the scholars?"

Feng Junyou shook his head slightly: "Actually, I don't know...the Zhang family has no enmity with my Feng family, and they were even family friends."

"Ah? Then why..." Everyone was a little surprised. There was no hatred, but everyone was killed?

Feng Junyou lowered his head and thought: "If you want to destroy a wealthy family, you usually need to eliminate all the monks first, and then destroy the secular heirs."

"Fifty years ago, when I was practicing Taoism in the mountains, Zhang Tong came to me for a drink. At that time, he was a level higher than me, and since the two races have long-term friendships, I certainly would not refuse."

"In the end, while he was drinking, he killed me... Also killed at the same time were several other monks from the Feng family, whose cultivation levels were not as good as mine."

"Then Zhang Tong asked my family to sacrifice me into a ghost. It took seven days for the incense to shape the ghost body. When I woke up, the Feng family had been wiped out, and the courtyard was dyed red with blood."

"Many people from the Zhang family, including Zhang Tong, were present at the time. When he saw me taking shape, he quickly refined me into a magical weapon."

"So the whole thing, to me, was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. It came suddenly. When I came back to my senses, nothing was left."

"To this day, I still don't know why they killed my whole family. Maybe they practiced some evil skills?"
To be continued...