Gao Wu Arrives

After a few days of work, the old man Fu Cheng recovered his calm, and Lin Feng stepped forward to ask, and then he told the truth.

"This is the human emperor scripture, it is a scripture created by the human emperor. It is extremely powerful. Unfortunately, there is only a general outline and lack of detailed content. I am afraid that they have been lost in the long river..." Then, the old man Fu Cheng began to sigh again.

The Emperor's Scripture?

Lin Feng was in a daze, and then his heart began to heat up. Because there is no doubt that this may be a treasure left by a Tianzun-level figure.

The old man Fu Cheng believes that this scripture has been lost, no longer exists, and it will never be able to find its former glory.

But Lin Feng felt that there was no problem.

Because he has colored glaze beads, this powerful treasure, so far, there is no magical power that it can't restore.

"Senior, can you teach me the words of Innate Human Race?" Lin Feng humbly asked for advice.

As long as you can learn the words of the innate human race and write down the contents on the bronze plate, you can use the colored glaze beads to repair it.

The old man was puzzled by his request.

However, in the end he nodded and agreed. However, the old man told him that the writing of the innate human race is very complicated, and even a practitioner needs a long time to learn.

The old man said: "If you just want to see the original exercises or magical powers, there is no need at all. Because I will translate for you."

These days, many exercises and magical powers in the cave have been taken out and translated into Yan and Huang characters for the tribesmen to practice.

Lin Feng knew that the old man had misunderstood what he meant, but he had no way to explain. He just licked his face and smiled and said that he wanted to see the original, because he would be afraid of being inconsistent.

After he finished speaking, he snorted badly in his heart.

Because the old man blew his beard and stared at him instantly, he was very upset, and said, "I have translated many of these kung fu. Your kid doubts my level?"

"No no..." Lin Feng quickly smiled.

In any case, the old man's displeasure was finally calmed down.

"Really want to learn?"

"Yes!" Lin Feng insisted.

"Since you want to learn, you can't give up halfway, otherwise..." The old man didn't say anything, but just stared at him bitterly and snorted coldly.

Lin Feng smiled and wiped his sweat secretly in his heart, feeling that the old man was quite careful, and he was still jealous of what he said just now.

"Never give up halfway!" Lin Feng promised.

The old man's complexion eased, and he didn't have any more, he just said, let him prepare and come over tomorrow.

Lin Feng said: "I can do it now!"

In Lin Feng's view, every inch of time and every inch of gold, time is money. Especially at this moment, it must not be wasted.

As a result, the old man blew his beard and stared again, making him go away.

The reason is that the elderly have to prepare teaching materials!

Lin Feng suddenly realized that, and left with a smile again and again.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Lin Feng arrived just after the dawn, and waited at the gate of the old man's yard. It didn't take long before the old words of Fucheng came from the house, letting him in.

"Hello, senior!" Lin Feng said hello.

The old man nodded slightly, and then he didn't say anything else, and just started. Take out some prepared papers, hand them to Lin Feng, and start teaching.

Lin Feng glanced away, and the words written on it were densely packed.

The writing of the Innate Human Race was more complicated than he thought. Because it is not one kind, but a whole nine kinds.

Lin Feng nodded suddenly.

He was originally arrogant, and with his memory, he could write down this kind of words in at most one month. He never thought, the reality was unexpected.