Unlimited Upgrade System

Early in the morning, Hu Zhan suddenly asked Chen Feng and the others to follow him to a place.    

Chen Feng, Zhang Jiuling, Zhuge Pavilion, Shang Mou Yingyu, and Xu Maocai.    

There were still many days left until the fight for the title of Newcomer King. Hu Zhan let Chen Feng and the other two rest for three days before starting a series of training.    

Hu Zhan was also shocked when he saw Zhang Jiuling's energetic state. "You, Kid, are really lucky, you're still alive!"    

Zhang Jiuling smiled foolishly and said, "This is all thanks to Big Brother!"    

The corners of Chen Feng's mouth raised slightly and said, "You silly big guy really knows how to speak!"    

Zhang Jiuling laughed and said, "I don't know why, but after waking up that day, I feel that every day has passed, and a lot of things have appeared in my mind. "    

"What is it?" Chen Feng was shocked and asked.    

"For example, cultivation techniques, Martial Skill, and even legends. There are a lot of them, and there are also many similar experiences. " Zhang Jiuling said as if he was counting his family's treasures.    

Chen Feng was shocked when he heard this. He said, "Could it be the memory of the consciousness that was possessed last time?"    

"It should be!" Hu Zhan nodded and said, "The possessor usually has a high cultivation base. After the possession, the possessor will inherit the memories of the possessor. However, it should be the opposite. It's not worth it in history. Not many people have been able to kill the consciousness of the possessor after experiencing the possession. But theoretically speaking, it should be the case!"    

Chen Feng smiled and said, "I didn't expect that your luck is not bad!"    

Zhuge Ge also patted Zhuge Ge's back and said with a smile, "You silly big guy got lucky because of this misfortune! The experiences and experiences of an old demon will definitely make you enjoy it endlessly!"    

. . .    

Soon, they arrived at a place called the Martial Skill Pavilion with Hu Zhan.    

There were a total of four floors in the pagoda. The corresponding four categories were heaven, earth, black, and yellow!    

The classification of cultivation techniques and Martial Skill was heaven, earth, black, and yellow. There were also high, middle, and low levels among them.    

Before entering the Martial Skill Pavilion, Hu Zhan warned Chen Feng and the others, "The Martial Skill Pavilion is the place where the inheritance of the Ancient Divine Hall has been passed down since ancient times. It is the core of the Ancient Divine Hall. Anyone who enters it can browse through it, but if you want to take it away, you can only take it away!    

If you want to cultivate, remember one thing, bite off more than you can chew. Don't think too much. As long as you cultivate the Martial Skill to the extreme, it will bring you endless benefits! "    

What Hu Zhan said was the experience that had been summarized by thousands of years of predecessors. A single cultivation technique was enough for a Cultivator to spend a lifetime studying, pondering, and consuming a large amount of energy. If one wanted to study two or more, unless one was gifted with extraordinary talent and vigorous energy, the two would only restrict each other, wasting time and energy!    

Zhuge Ge and the other three immediately nodded. Only Chen Feng slightly raised the corner of his mouth, but also nodded.    

After saying that, Hu Zhan led Chen Feng and the other three into the Martial Skill Pavilion!    

In the Martial Skill Pavilion, there was an old man lying on a rattan chair. This old man had his eyes closed, as if he was dozing off.    

Hu Zhan bowed respectfully to the old man and said, "Elder Sun, today Hu Zhan has brought five disciples to prepare for the competition for the new Human Ruler. I have specially come to the Martial Skill Pavilion to select a few Martial Skill. I hope Elder Sun will agree to it. "    

"Ah?"    

The old man let out an 'Ah' first, as if he was having a beautiful dream. He mumbled without any teeth. Then, as if he was talking in his sleep, he said, "Go, go. Hu. . . "