Omnipresent God of War: Two hundred and ninety-five scramble up

Yingxiaofeng is one of the nine ghost winds.

Only this point will definitely not make people without Shizong dare to go down the mountain.

Wei He is not idle during these days. From the style of the Wu Shizong to the many materials he collected, he has already judged that the so-called three main peaks of the Wu Shizong have a lot of Ming sense.

But these lingering feelings don't dare to go down the mountain for a long time, there must be many restrictions.

What kind of restrictions make Minggan dare not want to stay down the mountain for a long time, or is there something that attracts them to stay on the mountain?

Wei He hasn't figured it out yet, but he has already guessed.

"Ying Xiaofeng does not have much information, and some are vague. The descriptions are different. It seems that I have to try it myself."

Thinking of this, he slowly adjusted his body and mind, running the rain-covering cloud gathering power.

The true skill of this major has nine levels, and he has now been trained to the eighth level.

The ninth level is the so-called real world. It is also the limit of this true power.

He wants to give it a try. After he reaches the eighth level of Consummation, he directly uses the Boundary Breaking Orb to break through to the nineth level.

Will it be possible to achieve a sense of concentration in one step?

This is worth a try.

However, there is still some time to reach Consummation, and we have to wait until we break through the Whale Hong Jue.

"Now, let me try...to completely open the super sense..."

After Wei He's adjustment is over, he slowly raised his left hand, slowly dissipating the protective strength that had been entangled in his hand, and at the same time gathered a large amount of blood, to the left hand, filling it and becoming more keen.

Finally, use the special method of covering the rain to gather the clouds to run the bone strength, shaking the left hand at a regular rhythm frequency, and strengthening the perception ability of all its nerves.

This strengthening method is also the key to the eighth layer of the rain-covering cloud gathering power and the key to entering the real world.

All other true powers have their own secret hands, with different advantages and disadvantages.

Om...

The fine vibration gradually spread.

Wei He steadily controls the strength and blood of his left hand, so that it is evenly distributed throughout the left hand.

Gradually, he began to feel that the skin on his left hand became more and more sensitive, which was a sign of the opening of the super sense.

His....

He felt it, and his left hand seemed to be surrounded by a lot of cold air currents.

But because of interference from other senses, he couldn't judge what these airflows were.

In order to distinguish the source of this airflow, he closed his eyes, isolated other senses, and focused on the airflow on his hands.

Crack...

A burst of frost gradually covered the skin of his left hand, causing it to turn pale blue and lose its blood.

In a short moment, Wei He's left hand showed some signs that he couldn't bear it.

He sighed, he could only put away the strength and blood that strengthened his senses.

Seeing that his left hand was covered with a layer of hoarfrost, Wei He was also surprised.

"In such a short period of time, with my vitality and physique, I couldn't bear it, and I was frozen like this. It still didn't fully open up my super feeling.

If you completely step into the ninth floor, turn on the super sense and stay permanently. Maybe my left hand will be completely abolished, and then the realm will fall backward..."

Wei He thought of this. It also seems to understand why Wu Shizong’s inscription hasn’t been down for a long time.

"If there is something on the mountain that attracts them and can help people isolate these ghost winds, then maybe it can also attract so many Ming feelings."

Next, he tried several times, and when his left hand recovered, he continued to try immediately.

Time and time again.

Three times he heard Ying Xiaofeng’s laughter, and the other five times, the left hand covered ice within a quarter of an hour.

These five times are based on his covering the strength of the body, and something went wrong.

As if his body protection was completely ineffective.

Recording various feelings and data separately, Wei He has been busy for a long time before taking a break.

Take a short rest, and after eating, he continues to devote himself to the practice of Whale Hongjue.

This cycle repeats.

This is Wei He's recent life.

Until the evening.

Wei He slowly woke up from entering Ding, looked at the sky, and got up slowly.

"Come here."

A maid suddenly appeared outside the door.

"Master, what's your order?"

These maids were all bought by Wei He from the slave market. In this era of war, the slave market spawned has become the first choice of many people selling their lives for a living.

These maids are generally younger than fifteen years old, which is convenient for reshaping the mind and for management.

"Preparing to change clothes, I will go out and relax."

Wei He thought that Wan Qingqing and his son were not at home, and it would be boring to be alone, so he planned to go for a walk and rest.

People are always in high-intensity work, and they also need to rest.

Although he is energetic because of the terrifying amount of energy and blood, even if he is resting, he will maintain a certain amount of mind and practice.

This method of distracting and practicing while doing other things is relatively inefficient, but it can also save a lot of time.

Soon, Wei He opened the door and left the retreat room, put on a simple robe, and trimmed his long hair.

He didn't lead anyone, just unfolded his body skills, made a light leap, and left Chen Mansion.

The subordinates in Chen's mansion have long been accustomed to him doing this.

It's not the first time that Wei He likes to relax alone. In addition, he is strong in martial arts and fierce, so he doesn't need to worry about safety.

So many times, I got used to it.

Leaving Chen Mansion, Wei He walked aimlessly along the walls of Weifang City.

After shrinking his bones, he is only 1.78 meters tall and looks similar to the people around him. The robes he wears are also of popular styles and materials.

In this way, the water melts into the ocean. If no one can recognize him unless he is very familiar with his relatives and friends, he is Wei He.

Walk all the way along the city wall. On the left side is the city wall, and on the right side are all kinds of shops in Yishui.

Fried tofu, skewers snacks, pancakes with butternuts, shortbread **** candies, and so on, all kinds of food are mixed together, exuding a strong aroma.

Wei He walked to a small stall of deep-fried tofu and began to line up.

There is a large piece of cloth standing on one side of the stall with the words "Zhang He Fried Tofu" on it.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, with the meaning of chicken bones and claws, which is very good.

Because of this handwriting, Wei He was attracted first, and then tasted the taste. He felt good at once, so he often came to eliminate the gluttons.

Soon, the people in front of the line were holding tofu fruit, sprinkled with chili powder seasoning powder and chopped green onion in the sauce, and then paid to leave.

"Boss, old rules, six grand slams." Wei He threw out six dimes and put them in a money bowl.

"Good." The boss is a sturdy student in Tsing Yi. Hearing this, he quickly picked up the tofu fruit and threw it into the pan.

Wei He has been eating here for more than a year. This is a regular customer, so he naturally takes more care of him.

When he started filling, every tofu fruit was filled with it.

Soon, a plate of tofu fruit was fried and placed in Wei He's hands.

I found a small table and sat down, Wei He picked up the chopsticks, and slowly enjoyed the rare leisure.

Just ate for a while.

"Quickly chase!!"

"Don't run, brat!!"

"There is a kind of stand for Laozi!!"

A bunch of chaotic anger came from behind.

Immediately afterwards, a group of brawny men holding machetes and sticks chased two and a half-old boys violently, running wildly on the street.

A group of people chased me and flee. Along the road, the two teenagers leaned on various shelters on the street, flexibly blocking the strong man behind, delaying time.

"Smelly mother! Go chase! Don't let them run!" The black-faced brawny man who took the lead was blocked and yelled with anger.

Many people on the roadside evaded one after another, but there were some warriors who stood by and watched.

Suddenly a figure jumped down from the second floor of a restaurant on the side of the street, just in front of the two teenagers.

"Brother Song, why are you guys?" The figure was dressed in a white jade belt and had a handsome face. He was a laid-back young man.

"Big Brother Wang! Help!!" The young man in front was overjoyed when he saw someone, and he flew over and hugged the son's thigh.

"We just entered a small shop on the side of the road and ate a meal, but the group of people in the back cost us fifty dollars! It was a robbery!"

Wang Zui had no choice but to move away from Song Shixiong on his leg.

"Brother Song, fifty dollars a meal, the price here is expensive, but it's not too bad..."

"But we just ate two dishes and rice!?" Song Shixiong couldn't believe it.

"And the dishes are not expensive, just cauliflower slices and lamb soup!" He added.

"Fart! You two guys have eaten three buckets of rice for Lao Tzu! If you eat so much and dare not pay, I will interrupt your dog legs today!!" The black-faced man behind was shaking with anger. Raising his hand, he was about to rush over.

Wang Zui, a native of Weifang City and a child of a rich family, is the first time he has encountered such a thing.

Before I met the Song family brothers, it was also because the two of them were very knowledgeable, and they were not like dull people in their speech.

But now it seems...

He has some doubts about his eyesight.

Although he is drunk and loves to make good friends, he is not a fool and will be fooled.

"So, I will pay for their meals, how about it?" He thought, let's pass the game before him.

"Really!?" asked the black-faced brawny man. He just saw the young man in front of him leaping down from the upper floor, his skill is extraordinary. At this time there is also a retreat.

"Natural." Wang Zui reached out his hand and took out a few golden leaves from his purse, flicked it lightly, and flew towards the other side.

"The excess is counted as an apologize. If you have something, you can find Weifang Wang's mansion. My name is Wang Zui." Wang Zui helped take the matter over when sending the Buddha to the west.

The Song Shixiong brothers were overjoyed immediately and got up to thank them again and again.

The black-faced brawny group took the money, and naturally they retreated. When the people around didn't see the good show, they also dispersed.

Wei He sat in the position, but he was a little speechless.

He obviously sent someone to send the Song family brothers to another city. Now the two brothers actually ran to Weifang City by themselves. They didn't know why, they actually met him on the street.

He watched the Song brothers play treasures the whole time, a little puzzled.

Judging from the lock heart seals he taught the two of them, and the physical movements of the two of them just now, they should have worked hard after he left.

The group of brawny men seemed to be strong, but when they really fought, they weren't necessarily their opponents.

But they didn't resist at all, instead they just flee.

Furthermore, when Brother Song Shixiong saw Wang Zui coming downstairs, he immediately rushed over, not surprised.

Among them, there are problems in every way.

Song Shixiong, this kid~IndoMTL.com~ He knows that he is cunning, unobtrusive, thoughtful, and unscrupulous to achieve his goals.

But they have their own bottom line.

In this way, these two little guys should have another purpose, and it is related to this Wang Zui.

Wei He sat at the small table at the roadside stall and watched Wang Zui and the Song brothers talk for a while, and the three of them went to the restaurant together.

"Interesting." Wei He turned his face back, his eyes deliberately or unintentionally glanced at the crowd.

The man has a dull face and a cold expression. At first glance, he may be covered with a human face mask.

The person's eyes kept falling on Wang Zui, apparently trying to do it.

More than that, there are at least three groups of more than ten people around, using various methods and methods, all focusing on Wang Zui.

This ordinary rich man in Weifang City, at this time, seems to be like sweet pastry, and is being followed by these hidden guys.