165 Concubine Yan 2
"King, have you practiced that kind of secret technique?" Yan Fei, who thought she was safe, regained the confidence and calmness of the Yin-Yang family.
"This can be considered a small success. It is difficult to achieve the recorded realm of great success without decades of effort." Ying Zheng said while teasing his daughter sitting on his chest.
"Of course, there is no way to speed up." Ying Zheng changed his words and continued.
After hearing this, Yan Fei couldn't help but feel nervous because he thought of something bad from Ying Zheng's words. How to speed up the cultivation speed? She used to be one of the methods.
Thinking of this, Yan Fei couldn't help but secretly blame herself for talking too much. She was really afraid of hearing another answer in Ying Zheng's mouth that would put herself in a deep pit.
Now she really doesn't reject Ying Zheng's strength and confidence. If there is really any problem, there is only one way to wait for her, and that is to endure everything silently.
"You don't have to worry, this method has nothing to do with you, and I don't know how to use that method." Looking at Yan Fei, who was like a frightened bird in front of him, Ying Zheng couldn't help but smile.
For Ying Zheng, the one who should have had a different kind of charm, trained the weak look at this time, to look like a little bit of fun in the boring life.
"I'm not worried. Since the king said that, I can't use me anymore, so I can't do it. At that time, I was just curious about the way the king said." Yan Fei stroked her long hair with nowhere to put her hands.
"Curious?" Ying Zheng looked at Yan Fei, with a hint of inexplicable expression in his tone.
"That method is very simple. It is to find a talented person, let him practice special skills, slowly change his system, and eventually cultivate him into a qualified container." Ying Zheng continued.
"Container?" Yan Fei hesitated.
There are all kinds of containers in the world, but there is no such container as Ying Zheng mentioned.
"Don't say you don't know what you are talking about?" Ying Zheng said calmly.
Others may not know, but Dongjun, who was born in the Yin-Yang family, could not know what Ying Zheng was saying. Even if what Ying Zheng said was the highest secret in the Yin-Yang family, if it weren't for the clues that Yan Fei had seen from it, how could she really cooperate with herself and devote the skills she had worked hard to cultivate to herself in the past two years.
Although she will act very stupid at some point, if she regards her as a good man and a woman, then she will be the one who will be in the end.
"There is really such a secret technique in the world?" At this time, Yan Fei didn't care about maintaining the character that Ying Zheng liked in front of Ying Zheng. At this time, she was no longer Yan Fei from Xianyang, but Dongjun from Yin and Yang family.
"Didn't you have an answer in your heart?" Ying Zheng said.
"I have seen some documents that record such secret techniques, but I am not sure. It's really incredible." Yan Fei hesitated.
Taking humans as containers, even though the Yin-Yang technique that Yan Fei practiced was known for being mysterious, it was difficult to mention the word "mystery" in the face of the secret technique that Ying Zheng mentioned.
"If you want to know this secret, you have to exchange another secret with the orphan." Ying Zheng sat up from the couch and said.
Ying Yan was already left by Ying Zheng at this time. The serious villain also imitated Ying Zheng's expression and stared at Yan Fei, as if he was very interested in the secret that Yan Fei was about to tell.
Yan Fei looked at Ying Zheng, as if she could see something on her face. She didn't know if Ying Zheng was just a temporary test of her secret, or if Ying Zheng really saw something.
But she was more interested in Ying Zheng's secret, or had to be interested, because that matter had already exceeded the scope of interest, but had reached a point that was related to life and death.
"Do you know how much do you know about my Yin-Yang Family's head, Donghuang Taiyi, know?" Yan Fei asked.
"Now, I am asking you, not you are asking you. However, for your sake of being of great use to me, I can answer your question."
"Donghuang Taiyi is the strongest person in the Yin-Yang family in all dynasties. It can even be said that she is also the strongest person just by personal force." Ying Zheng said.
Ying Zheng has long had speculations about the origin of Donghuang Taiyi. Whether it was Wei Wuyou before or Dongjun Yanfei now, Ying Zheng saw the shadow of Donghuang Taiyi in him.
"The king said nothing wrong. Just by force, no one in the world is the opponent of Lord Donghuang. She may have five hundred years of skill, five hundred years, what a terrifying number." Yan Fei said with a bitter smile in a serious and bitter smile.
Facing the information that Yan Fei said was enough to shock anyone, Ying Zheng's expression did not change at all, because he knew more than Yan Fei. He knew that the word "maybe" in Yan Fei's words should be removed.
Donghuang Taiyi really has five hundred years of skill. Although it is impossible for a person to have a lifespan of five hundred years, it does not mean that he is less than five hundred years old.
"You should remove 'maybe', and the strength of Donghuang Taiyi is still above your imagination." Ying Zheng said.
When Yan Fei heard Ying Zheng's words, she knew that there was no need to test it again. Ying Zheng's understanding of the Yin-Yang family was more than his imagination.
"The king may be right. If my guess is true, then the strength of my Yin-Yang family's Donghuang Taiyi has exceeded my understanding." Yan Fei said solemnly.
Yan Fei sorted out her thoughts and continued: "Donghuang Taiyi is difficult to guess, but these years ago, I deliberately searched the information of Dongjun in all dynasties and found a very strange phenomenon. Dongjun in all dynasties would succeed the position of Donghuang Taiyi when he was about thirty years old and personally trained the next Dongjun. The resigned Donghuang Taiyi disappeared from everyone's eyes, and he was not aware of life and death. If he were alive, why could he erase all the news? If he died, with her strength, he would not die suddenly, because according to convention, the age of Donghuang Taiyi who stepped down at that time would definitely not be more than 60 years old. And there would be such coincidences. Every time, it was at the stage when Dongjun practiced his martial arts to the point of perfection."
"So, do you suspect that there is some unknown connection between the two?" Ying Zheng said.
"I have some doubts about this, and even had a terrible guess, but this is just a guess. If I cannot get the answer to another question from the king, it will be difficult for me to be sure whether my guess is correct." Yan Fei said solemnly.
"You can find this very good. Your guess is correct. Donghuang Taiyi and Dongjun from the Yin-Yang Family have both been the same person. If nothing unexpected happens, you will follow the old path of your predecessors in more than ten years and become the real Donghuang Taiyi." Ying Zheng said.
Naturally, human life span is less than 500 years, but using some special means is enough to live for 500 years, such as Dongjun to Donghuang Taiyi.
It takes decades to cultivate a qualified container for yourself and use a younger body to continue your life. Compared with the serious constraints of this world on a person's body, it makes compensation in another aspect.
Chapter completed!