Zhao Feng's eyes flashed and without hesitation, he began to memorize the contents of "Piao Lingdu".

He was a little surprised in his heart, why such a powerful technique was placed at the bottom, and no one seemed to care about it.

Soon, Zhao Feng discovered the reason.

When the page was turned to a quarter of the way, the writing on the back gradually became blurred, mainly because the pages were dirty and moldy due to the age.

In other words, this secret book can only practice the first quarter of the content.

"pity……"

Zhao Feng was greatly disappointed.

However, he did not give up, and moved his left eye to focus on the blurry handwriting.

Using his left eye with all his strength, Zhao Feng could barely distinguish the handwriting covered by the dirt, which was already more than ten times beyond the limit of human eyesight.

After just reading one or two pages, Zhao Feng felt tired, his left eye was weak, and his energy was too much.

"As long as I take this secret book back, I can slowly 'decipher' all the contents behind it."

Zhao Feng thought of this, took "Piao Lingdu" and walked out of the first floor of Xuanwu Pavilion.

""Piao Ling Du"? You choose this secret book?"

The white-robed elder frowned slightly.

"Exactly."

Zhao Feng said respectfully.

"This secret book has been circulated for thousands of years, and its mysterious and brilliant features even far exceed advanced techniques." At this point, the white-robed elder changed the subject: "However, this secret book can only understand a quarter of the content. More importantly,

One point: this secret book is extremely difficult to practice, and some geniuses in the past clan rarely succeeded. Even if it succeeds... it is only applicable to martial arts below the fourth level, and its potential is limited."

Finally, the white-robed elder warned: "I advise you to change your martial arts and don't spend too much energy on it. Otherwise, you will never be able to break through the fourth level of martial arts and become a true warrior."

"Thank you for your advice, elder, but I have already made up my mind."

Zhao Feng looked calm.

Watching Zhao Feng leave, the white-robed elder shook his head: "Young people nowadays are so ambitious."

He didn't believe that Zhao Feng could practice "Piao Lingdu". To say the least, what if it was a incomplete technique and was successful?

After leaving Xuanwu Pavilion, Zhao Feng returned home.
Chapter completed!