Facts have proved that Ji Buyao was really not just talking about it. Within two days, he brought Feng Jiuqing a book of internal skills and mental methods.

"I heard that you were pretty good before, but your martial arts skills were disabled, but it doesn't matter. As long as I'm here, you're not completely hopeless even if you're a loser." Ji Buyao vowed.

Feng Jiuqing opened the internal skills and mental methods he gave her. She was indeed not good at this aspect.

She knew every word and understood every sentence, but what to do made her a little confused.

Seeing her confusion, Ji Buyao, who had just become a master, had already put the matter of teaching Feng Jiuqing on his shoulders.

"Um."

Seeing her blank expression, Ji Buyao frowned in disgust, but he did not speak venomously as usual.

"Don't be anxious if you don't understand, just take your time."

He pointed out the contents of the book and explained them to Feng Jiu.

Although she had not really learned any internal skills and mental methods, she had excellent comprehension ability. With his help, she quickly understood the general content of the book.

"Practice slowly. If you really don't know how to do it, you can ask him."

He pointed at Nangong Ling, who was sitting beside him and staring at him with a look of confusion.

Nangong Ling snorted but did not refute, because he had always felt guilty for abolishing Feng Jiuqing's martial arts and causing her great harm.

Now that such a good opportunity to make amends was before him, of course he cherished it very much.

He couldn't wait to kick Ji Buyao out. He treated him with the same indifference as before, "It's enough for me to be here."

Ji Buyao pouted, "What's enough? Look at your lack of motivation. If I were Feng Jiuqing, I would have changed to someone better."

Originally, Nangong Ling was thinking that Feng Jiuqing would learn martial arts from Ji Buyao in the future, so she was a little kind to him, but when she heard what he said, her eyes instantly froze.

When Ji Buyao saw this, instead of being shocked by him, he actually became somewhat interested.

"What? You want to attack me? You are far worse than that boy from Tumen. I don't want to be said to be bullying a junior who has no strength to restrain himself."

Although Nangong Ling was not as good as Tu Men, he was not helpless. This was a naked insult to him.

He grimaced and gritted his teeth, "Are you looking for death?"

No matter how powerful a person of this age is in martial arts, he is still far behind Ji Buyao.

In just two moves, he was knocked to the ground by Ji Buyao.

But this person still laughed at the wrong time, "Didn't you say that I'm looking for death? Why are you lying on the ground? Tsk, tut, tut, you're so pathetic."

Nangong Ling's eyes were cracked, and he wanted to fight back, but Ji Buyao held his shoulder, "Don't be brave, if you really can't stand me, just practice hard. I'm waiting for the day when you can really become my opponent."

He smiled and patted Nangong Ling's shoulder and left.

Feng Jiuqing knew that he was in a complicated mood now, so she didn't hit him anymore and her tone was much gentler.

"After all, he has lived so many years longer than you. Don't be too impatient. In fact, he also wants you to be more diligent and diligent."

There were so many martial arts secrets in this room, but he was not restricted from reading them. She knew that Nangong Ling was a very talented person and could be better than many people as long as he put some effort into it.

Nangong Ling looked deeply at Feng Jiuqing and nodded, "Yes."

In the days that followed, Feng Jiuqing studied the inner skills and mental methods, while Nangong Ling also practiced the skills beside him.

Neither of them disturbed anyone, but the atmosphere was very warm.

Tu Men and Sherman were still unbeatable and went out looking for an exit every day.

But even if they were good at calculation, they still couldn't know the exact location of the exit. They only knew that the time had not come yet and everything was fate.

So they stayed in this underground palace.

I don't know how long it took, but Feng Jiuqing's mental skills had been mastered, and the internal energy in her body was abundantly gathered in her Dantian. Nangong Ling had also memorized the martial arts secrets in half a cabinet.

After all, many of these are the lifelong efforts of the once-famous martial arts master. Although he is smart, he cannot eat them all in one bite. He still needs to proceed step by step.

Suddenly one day, Feng Jiuqing and Nangong Ling came back from practicing martial arts in the middle of the lake, and the whole courtyard was quiet.

The meal is already prepared in the kitchen.

After the two of them had eaten, they saw Brother Tumen and Ji Buyao coming back with serious expressions on their faces.

"What's wrong?"

Tu Men shook his head, his face, which had always been light and airy, now had a slight frown on its brows and pursed its lips tightly.

If he is like this, it means that the matter is very serious.

He was unwilling to say anything, so Feng Jiuqing had no choice but to look at Sherman for advice.

Sherman said slowly: "Senior brother, a divination indicates a very bad direction. I'm afraid there will be uninvited guests arriving in this underground palace soon, and they will come in a menacing manner. We..."

Needless to say what follows, we know that the hexagram must be very dangerous.

And it cannot be resolved by ordinary people.

Nangong Ling and Feng Jiuqing also fell silent.

After all, there are so many rare things in this underground palace, and with so many people trying their best to get here, someone will find them one day.

I just didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

Suddenly, a loud noise shook the entire underground palace.

"I didn't expect that the calculation was so accurate, and someone broke in so quickly." Ji Buyao raised the corners of his lips. He was not worried about someone coming, but was actually a little happy.

He can finally leave this damn underground palace. No matter how good the treasures are, they are all dead things. How can freedom be important?

He walked quickly towards the place where the noise came from.

I saw huge cracks on a wall made of stones, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

But people outside are still thinking of ways to continue smashing.

There was another loud noise, and the wall finally couldn't withstand the heavy blow and fell down, raising a cloud of dust.

Several people had to take a few steps back, and excited cheers could be heard in their ears.

"We finally found this bunker, and all the good things inside are ours."

"How could we find this thing without our Feng family? If we want to share it, we should get more."

"Our Su family contributes the most, why should your Feng family take more things?"

These voices turned out to be so familiar.

When everyone was quarreling, Gu Luoyue stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Everyone, it's better not to argue. I heard that this underground palace is very dangerous. We should cooperate and go in together. Once we find the treasures, it won't be too late to argue again."

Then the quarreling finally stopped, the dust raised by the stones dispersed, and they headed inside with high heads.

Feng Jiuqing and the others had followed Ji Buyao to the back.

Ji Buyao looked at these people with interest.
Chapter completed!