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Section 4

Yilu was really nervous, Yilu didn't know what reaction would be. Yilu waited for a while, and the teacup that the wind passed by had fallen to the ground for a long time. Yilu finally turned his head slightly and his eyes turned to the rebellious one beside Feng Zhui. Then, Yilu felt a chill in his heart.

Canren's eyes showed a cold chill, which was the expression that only when he was extremely dissatisfied with Yilu's performance.

"Lu, let me take my palm." Canren said in a cold tone. As he spoke, he had already stood up. He didn't know what he had done wrong. He heard Canren's order, but he did not dare to disobey at all. He used his power to his palm. After answering the sound, he rushed towards Canren's palm and attacked him.

The purple and silver light flashed away, and Elu's quick-wire body threw it back like a kite, breaking six thick peach trees one after another, and spitting out blood. Piaoxiang was shocked, and she didn't expect that Can Ren would take such heavy hand, as if she was about to take Elu's life.

Piaoxiang flashed and stood up with Yilu, with Yilu full of sadness on her face. Yilu also knew that Can Ren almost made all his strength. Yilu knew that Can Ren had no idea whether he would kill him with one palm. Yilu felt uncomfortable and didn't understand what he had done wrong.

"Lu, do you ask me to pass on your skills to create appearance or to improve your strength?" Can Ren's tone was cold. Can Ren felt his emotions fluctuate, which should be an emotion called anger. Can Ren wanted to calm down his anger, but he tried for a while, but he still failed to calm his emotions.

"Reporting to the young master, Lu is to improve his strength." Yilu responded with a stable tone, suppressing the injuries and sadness in his body.

"Since you are asked to practice for strength, it is to improve your internal strength cultivation, speed and flexibility, and fully integrate powerful skills that you have obtained out of thin air. And what are you doing these days? You focus on creating appearance. If you focus on improving your strength, you have already fully integrated your skills over the days of hard work. The comprehensive strength can be improved by at least 20% compared to when you first obtained the transmission. And you use all your internal strength to grow, and your internal strength has almost no progress compared to when you first obtained the exercises, and your speed and flexibility are faster than when you first achieved the exercises."

Feng Guo got up and stood in front of Can Ren, as if he was afraid that Can Ren would take action again, and said with a smile, "Brother Can Ren, you didn't tell her these things at the beginning. How could she understand the key? Don't forget that she is a woman, how can she not care about her appearance? The consciousness of restoring her appearance when practicing will naturally dominate, and you have not reminded her, but she was not deliberately against you. How should you be so angry?"

Yilu then understood the reason why Can Ren was angry. He ran to Can Ren despite Piaoxiang's obstruction and said with shame, "Young Master, please don't get angry. It's because Lu is not good. Lu just wants to recover his appearance quickly, so as not to follow the young master and make him laugh at him, and waste his hard work in vain."

Canren't help but disappear a little, thinking that what Feng Guo said was reasonable.

Feng Zhuo smoothed the field and said, "According to the law, don't be sad. You should know that this magical method of transferring skills is also extremely harmful to resilience and tenacity, and the risks taken are no less than that of you. Seeing that you are not able to grasp the most important stage of improving your strength, you will inevitably get angry."

Canren's tone returned to calm and said lightly, "I'm angry, not because of myself. The improvement of my skills during this period is extremely fast, and the short-term improvement span of 20% of my strength is what is that? If you practice normally, how long will it take to obtain it? The improvement of internal strength is always accumulated by time. No matter how talented you are, you cannot change it."

Elu was about to apologize, and Canren continued to say, "Besides, Lu. You must remember that if you want to recover your losses, you only have time and diligence, and you need to choose the right way. How can you not pay the price for this if you gain such strength out of thin air? Now you seem to have recovered your appearance, but in fact it is all the result of your own energy support. Once you fight with someone in the future and your skills are consumed to a certain extent, or you do your best, your appearance will instantly change and be the first to be transmitted. If you want to truly restore your body, you can only have the ability to fully master the strength of your body and gradually replenish the physical damage through the accumulation of time."

Feng Zhuo thought to himself that it is worth it. If it is accumulated by time, who knows what it will look like in the future? At least the body appearance will be completely fixed. Even if it cannot be truly restored, it will recover one day. At that time, it will only look like it is now and cannot be changed.

"Young Master, Lu Zhi is wrong. He will practice harder in the future and will never make the mistakes he is now." Yi Lu was full of guilt. After hearing Feng Guo's words, he couldn't help but worry about how much impact it had on resilience after the transformation of his skills. The grievances in his heart had dispersed and no trace of them.

Can Ren pulled Yi Lu up with one hand and whispered, "Lu, don't let you down for your magic skills. Do you know that with your current skill and the unique Zixiao sword intent, there will be no one in this world that deserves you to be afraid of. Of course, you still need to enter the artistic conception."

"Yes, Lu will work hard. But, young master, Lu believes that young master is the strongest!" Yilu said firmly, and Can Ren shook his head and said, "No, I still lack very important things. When I don't understand everything I need to understand, I am afraid that my strength will not make much progress."

Yilu was about to answer, and a fat and strong figure shouted angrily and pounced on Canren. It was a man who was ignored and forgotten by everyone, aconitum.

Aconitum was afraid, and Canren was one of the nightmares that Aconitum had been, so Aconitum was afraid of it. However, when they saw Canren pull Yilu to their side, they lost their minds again when they looked intimate. They could only have anger in their hearts, and they wanted to tear Canren into pieces.

Of course, the aconite couldn't pounce on him, and of course he couldn't really tear the baitou into pieces. The aconite was kicked away by Piaoxiang, the closest to him. Piaoxiang said with an angry face, "It seems that this person can't even be a follower. He is always so crazy. What's the use of keeping it? Just kill it with one knife."

Can Ren pulled Yilu and flicked in front of Piaoxiang, whispering, "After? A good idea." Piaoxiang chuckled and said, "Indeed, I'm just always crazy." Can Ren stared at the aconite without saying a word, with purple and white light flowing faintly.

Aconitus suddenly fell into dementia, staring at Can Ren blankly without blinking. Can Ren spoke in a very gentle tone, "You are called aconitus." Aconitus muttered with a dementia, "My name is aconitus." "Yes, your name is aconitus. Your parents died when you were seven years old. Later, I avenged you, and you followed me from now on."

Aconitou murmured to himself and repeated it with Canren. "What kind of martial arts are you practicing?" "Black Corpse Magical Art." Feng Guo's expression moved, and Piaoxiang also showed surprise. The name of this set of martial arts was once very loud. There was an evil sect stranger who created this evil skill for more than 30 years but had not met the opponent. At least fifty years ago, he met the number one master at the time, who was cruel and seriously injured, and had abandoned all his skills. Since then, he has faded out of the world.

"When you were ten years old, you hated talking to anyone because of practicing the Black Corpse Magic Art, you hated to think about anything that had nothing to do with improving your strength, and you hated being approached by others. The only thing you longed for is to constantly practice the Black Corpse Magic Art, and improve your strength regardless of everything. You only obey my instructions, never violate them, never consider whether the order is right or wrong, and whether you should or not. As long as I give the order, you will go. You have been following me for thirteen years, and have always been like this, and will still be like this in the future. You must remember and remember these deeply."

Aconitus muttered to himself several times, and then Canren said softly, "Now, you are tired of practicing, so let's sleep..." Aconitus's eyes showed tiredness. As Canren finished speaking, he lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
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