Next to Feng Xuegui's body, only fat man was left.

Looking at the resentful corpse beside him, the fat man said in a silence: "Your damn death is so miserable!"

After saying that, he tightened his clothes. Needless to say, the coldness on the night of the winter snowy field, then he quickly returned to the warm cave.

In the cave, Murong Piaoxue was sitting next to Xiao Shun, looking at the latter's face with a scrutiny look.

"What happened just now?"

This was the third time she mentioned this, which shows how urgent she was to know the answer.

"The Battle Book!"

Xiao Shun looked straight at the bonfire in front of him without looking back.

Immediately, in the swaying fire, he began to tell.

...

While listening, Murong Piaoxue looked up at Xiao Shun from time to time, his eyes full of shock.

The reason why Feng Xuegui died so strangely is that everything is caused by the battle book.

Just after Xiao Shun broke through to the sixth level of magical power, the yin and yang energy that fused in his body became extremely strange, and he was circulating in his body frantically, absorbing the external energy.

This is like a bottomless pit, absorbing the energetic energy that is walking in the wasteland without stopping for a moment.

At the beginning, Xiao Shun was very worried. After all, if the fighting treasure book continues to operate like this, the yin and yang energy will one day be noticed by those powerful people.

It is precisely because of this concern that within the three days when Wuming went to the Demon Realm, he did not leave his home, and one of them claimed to be in a stable state.

In fact, during those three days, he was not in a stable state, but was thinking about how to stop the exercises of crazily absorbing external energy from his body.

For three days, Xiao Shun could not find a solution, but just as he was holding a dead horse as a living horse to practice the body-building scroll of the battle book, the greedy yin and yang energy in his body finally stopped.

After hearing his story here, Murong Piaoxue nodded on his own: "So that's it. How did Feng Xuegui die just now? Is it the Tai Chi aura in your body?"

Xiao Shun picked up the fire that gradually became dim and continued to tell what he had not finished just now.

Just as he suppressed the Tai Chi Qi in his body according to the body-building scroll, a very bold idea rose in his mind.

The battle scriptures in one's body can plunder the external energy so crazily, wouldn't it also pose a certain threat to the cultivator?

After all, as long as you are a warrior, there is no one who does not cultivate vitality.

To be honest, when this idea was just born, even Xiao Shun was shocked.

Because, this is really terrifying!

Murong Piaoxue looked at the somewhat uneasy expression on Xiao Shun's face and understood all the causes and consequences. She murmured: "It's scary, so scary!"

Feng Xuegui, the son of the Demon King, must have died under Xiao Shun's greedy Tai Chi energy, and the other party was drained from the vitality in his body!

Looking at Murong Piaoxue who was stunned, Xiao Shun nodded: "Yes, even I feel terrible!"

At that time, this kind of combat concept was still in practice. After all, he had no goal at that time to confirm his ideas.

At present, all his ideas have been confirmed in Feng Xuegui's death!

"Then will you be able to absorb the energy of others into your body in this way in the future and quickly become stronger?"

After saying that, Murong Piaoxue looked at Xiao Shun with excitement on her face.

"In theory, this is the case!" Xiao Shun replied.

The vital energy is just a stream of innate essence that does not distinguish between each other. As long as the practitioner absorbs it, it will be used by it.

Similarly, after Xiao Shun absorbed the vital energy in other people's bodies, the vital energy of others naturally became his.

However, he was not overjoyed by this. After all, his body has its limits, and the vitality that can be absorbed in every realm is fixed. If he absorbed it regardless of the consequences, the final result will only explode and die!

It is precisely because of this that Xiao Shun felt such a headache after first discovering the riot of Tai Chi Qi in his body.

At this moment, Fatty and Zhou Bingting returned to the cave.

Seeing Xiao Shun sitting with Murong Piaoxue with expressionless face, the fat man came over happily and said with a flattering face.

"Boss Xiao, you are amazing. When the king's aura is shocked, Feng Xuegui will die. I am honored to follow you!"

"What's good and honorable!" Xiao Shun smiled and shook his head, then found a reason and explained: "The wind and snow are really too eye-catching. It just so happened that the martial arts I learned have made a great breakthrough in the trial land, so..."

Before he could finish his words, the fat man patted his shoulder for fear of him: "Boss Xiao, I am not a fool either. There are some things you don't want to say, so don't ask for reasons to swear me like this!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shun seemed a little embarrassed. In fact, he did not distrust the fat man, but his secret, which was really hard to tell outsiders!

At this time, Murong Piaoxue, who was standing beside him, turned his head and looked at the fat man, explaining on behalf of Xiao Shun: "Fat man, he is not intentionally trying to hide anything from you, but..."

The fat man waved his hand calmly: "Okay, needless to say, who has no secret yet!"

Yes, who doesn't have any secrets?

There are more or less secrets hidden in ordinary people's hearts, let alone cultivators who lick blood from the knife.

Secrets sometimes concern a person's life and cannot be disclosed easily.

Immediately afterwards, everyone chatted for a few more words.

This chat talked about the quiet night. Xiao Shun looked at it and reminded him.

"I'll watch tonight, you guys go to bed!"

Of course, everyone had no objection. After all, they were almost trekking for an afternoon, and even the body of the cultivator was a little overwhelmed.

Watching them lying down one by one, Xiao Shun came to the entrance of the cave alone, staring blankly at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and Feng Xuegui's body had already been covered by the white snow.

Retracting his gaze, he turned his head and looked into the cave, and saw that Fatty and others were breathing evenly at this moment, and they had obviously fallen asleep.

Immediately, Xiao Shun sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate.

The vitality he had absorbed from Feng Xuegui's body just now was still quietly floating in his dantian and needed some guidance to be better controlled by himself.

With the help of the fighting script, Xiao Shun sorted out his vitality, which was extremely relaxed. In just a moment, he had already taken all the energy into his own use.

The night is long, but it's still over.

When a ray of light illuminates the pale earth of the winter snowfield, Xiao Shun closed his eyes all night and slowly opened it.

As a new day comes, is it hope or disappointment waiting for them?

Xiao Shun has always been an optimistic school, and he always has a desire for his future. After all, in the eyes of people like him, difficulties are more of a challenge.

He walked to the side of Fatty and others, and woke up his companions who had been sleeping for a night.

Murong Piaoxue and Zhou Bingting quickly got out of sleep and supported their bodies. As for the fat man, this guy has always had the habit of staying in bed, but he has trashed his boss's skills and finally left the ground reluctantly.

They all seemed to be full of energy at this time, and even Xiao Shun, who had not slept all night, was refreshed. This is the benefit of practicing the Battle Book.

This technique can keep the practitioner in a good state to a certain extent, so that the symptoms of depression will not occur.
Chapter completed!