Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 326: Old man
Remember [lnmao.org] in one second, fast update, no pop-up window, free to read!
When I saw a part of the wind blowing towards Su Ming, part of it radiated from its temporary face, the old man with the surname Jing immediately dignified. He suddenly understood why Bai Chang valued the Su Ming in front of him so much.
"Good Su Ming ..." The old man surnamed Jing murmured.
"I originally wanted him to be able to withstand more time under the stimulation of words. After all, the wind blowing at the speed of Cold Ice Sky is very unusual, it is the best quenching body ... …
And at this point of the sword, only one person can get the temper of this quenched body. For Bai Changzai's sake, this person is allowed to practice here.
However, I didn't expect that this person's comprehension power has reached such a level that he has realized this level of reality! "The old man surnamed both eyes was shining brightly, looking at Su Ming.
"I let him imagine himself as a wind, so that when two winds collide, they can feel the power of the wind, so as to achieve the effect of quenching the rest, and quenching the fan with the wind ... But his clear comprehension came out beyond this. Realm, let your body rest can be penetrated by the wind, so ... there is no wind in the wind, if people are not there ... "The old man surnamed Jing was stunned for a while, looking at Su Ming, with a strange look.
Su Ming did cross-legged there for a long time, and then opened his eyes. At the moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were calm.
"Senior King, this wind is a bit smaller, can you make this cracked path a little bigger."
The old man named Jing snorted, but no more to open mouth said the word waste, but raised his right hand and clicked in front of Su Ming. The crack immediately expanded a bit, making the wind blowing stronger. Too.
At the moment when the strong wind blew towards Su Ming, Su Ming closed his eyes, the sweat pores all over his body suddenly opened, and he imagined his body became the blood mist, and there were countless small gaps in it, these gaps could make that The wind penetrated directly, as if he did not exist.
It seems that his sweat pores can breathe. The wind blows on his body, which is sucked away by his sweat hair voids in a strange way, and quickly transforms and exchanges in the body and then escapes from the sweat pores behind him.
It ’s just that this way of breathing ca n’t replace the real breath of Su Ming, it will also give him a feeling of suffocation, and even the body will have more and more tingling pain under the exchange of this breath, but this kind of The way is indeed so that he can keep the high speed beyond the load in the wind, and even more in time.
The passage of time, when the next night came, Su Ming opened his eyes, withdrew a few steps, took a few deep breaths, complexion gradually recovered, like this move he was on this day It lasted many times.
The old man with the surname Jing never spoke again, but kept looking at Su Ming with a strange eye, watching the scene where Su Ming breathed with sweat pores.
“As far as the old man knows, there are some Ferocious Beasts that do n’t need mouth and nose breathing, they use the skin of the body to replace the nose and mouth ... If you do n’t know that you are indeed a person of Barbarian Clan, and see how you suffocate, The old man will surely think you are a Ferocious Beast. "That old man with the surname surnamed to open mouth.
"Your method is not the same as my previous judgment, but this method can't be maintained for too long as you see it. In the end, it can't be perfect ..." The old man named Jing pondered for a moment and said slowly.
"But my speed is much faster than before, and the persistence time is much longer. For me, this result is already very satisfactory.
As for the more perfect way ... you need to survive this war to be qualified to realize it. "Su Ming was silent for a while, Shen Sheng said.
The old man with the surname Jing seems to disagree, but it seems that he remembered something, without refuting, but instead of a sigh.
"Maybe you are right, you will have a chance to survive. You can practice on your own, I'm a little tired ..." He shook his head, closed his eyes, and meditated silently there.
At night, sky stars are a little bit, but Su Ming has no time to watch. After a rest, he took a deep breath and came to the tuyere of the sword again. After sitting cross-legged, he used this old man with the surname of the scene. Do not understand the way, go to refining.
In fact, Su Ming does n’t know much about this, but it ’s just a way of groping out according to the inspiration of the blood mist. This way seems not difficult, and it can control the sweat pores of the body every time. Breathing, the subtle sense of this need, is difficult for ordinary people to do.
Even if it is Su Ming, it needs continuous experimentation to slowly find some current laws and slowly expand this refining which is completely different from the weight.
"You ca n’t give up weight-bearing, it ’s not that other people say it ’s completely correct, and that this war is likely to last for many years, and its tragic degree is unbelievable. Live is the key!" "Su Ming was firm in his eyes and closed his eyes.
The time of the night gradually passed, when the early morning of the third day, Chuyang raise the head, Su Ming saw a different sunrise on this sky.
The spectacular sunrise attracted the attention of Su Ming. For a long time, he closed his eyes and immersed in the windy refining until the late night came again, until the third night passed, and the new day came again early in the morning At that time, Su Ming stood up and walked to the old man with the surname Jing who was always sleeping like eyes closed.
At the moment he came, the old man opened his eyes.
"Senior King, thank you for your kindness." Su Ming clenched his fists, with gratitude in his eyes.
“Do n’t thank me now, if you can survive this war, do n’t be too late.” The way the old man surnamed Jing said, Su Ming had some habits. He smiled and took it out of his arms. The Wood Scroll given to him by Tian Xie Zi was handed respectfully to the old man.
The old man named Jing took the Wood Scroll and frowned after glancing at it.
"Parents, juniors will leave here." Su Ming calms to open mouth.
"With the Tian Xie Zi senior token, you can leave at any time, but you can reach Sky Mist City more than a day away. If you leave now, you must go to Sky Mist City yourself." The old man surnamed raise the head looked at Su Ming .
"If there is nothing particularly important, I suggest you do not."
"This matter is very important for the juniors." Su Ming looked at the old man.
"Give you seven days, you can come to Sky Mist City at your speed, you can feel the specific position with your vitality imprint on this sword.
If you do not return after seven days, press the defection! "Jing surnamed old man shook his sleeves, threw Wood Scroll to Su Ming, closed his eyes again, and ignored it.
However, there was a twisted wave in the position of the whip-sleeve between his genius and the protective light curtain of the big sword behind him. Obviously, there was his temporary opening for Su Ming.
Su Ming took over Wood Scroll, bowed his fists at the old man, turned around and glanced at the crowd, the edge of the sword looked at his Zi Che, Su Ming smiled and nodded, with encouragement in his eyes.
Zi Che was silent, looking at Su Ming, and nodded similarly.
As for Tian Lan Meng, still sitting at the edge of the sword, with his back to Su Ming and beautiful hair turning his shoulders, it seems to be looking at sky, and I do n’t know what to think about.
Su Ming withdrew his gaze, and under the amazement of the people around him, he swayed and ran straight to the temporary door opened behind the old man, penetrating through the twisted light curtain with a flash.
At the moment when Su Ming left the light curtain, his ears reverberated with a deafening roar. The roaring sound continued, and the great sword of Cold Ice Sky whistled away. When Su Ming looked back, he could only watch A black spot disappeared in the distance.
Then disappeared, and there was a violent roar.
The vast sky gradually became silent. Su Ming stood there alone, looking at the distance. For a long time he withdrew his gaze and walked towards earth.
In the moment he walked, because of his ice ring burst, the speed was amazing at the moment, and even during the gallop, he felt a strong wind resistance, and the moment the wind resistance approached, Su Ming unfolded The breathing method he realized.
It flickered and disappeared without a shadow.
This speed has already reached a shocking level. A moment later, on this earth of Barbarian Clan, on the top of a mountain in a mountain, there was suddenly a scream of gusty wind, and there was also a void of distorted ripples, Su Ming ’s The body, standing like a shadow reunited, stood there.
His complexion was pale. After appearing, he breathed a few breaths in succession, and then gradually recovered, but his both eyes was bright, and his heart was beating.
"The speed is much faster than before ... time can last for half an hour!"
There was a smile on Su Ming's face. After internal blood qi calmed down, he looked down at the hill below. On a piece of earth not far away, there was a small Barbarian Clan in a village surrounded by wood tribe.
In the tribe in the morning, the smoke was burning, and some children could hear the noise of playing. Standing here, Su Ming saw the small tribes, and people were starting a new day.
This tribe, Su Ming is the arrival of the first second time, his eyes gaze into it, a house that looks very ordinary.
His body swayed, walking down the mountain, toward the tribe.
The arrival of Su Ming is silent, and with his cultivation practices, this small tribes tribesmen can step into it without realizing it. When his body appeared in the Zhaizi tribe, this ordinary house When outside the house, Su Ming heard a bunch of Xun tunes and came out from the house.
This damaged song is full of tranquility, and when people hear it, the whole person is calm.
Su Ming stood there, closed his eyes, and immersed in the damaged song. For a long time, the sound of the song gradually dissipated, and an old voice came from the house hoarsely.
"You are here ..."
"Junior Su Ming, please see seniors." Su Ming opened his eyes, calm in his eyes, bowed his fists.
"Come in, your xun, I have fixed it."
Su Ming looked respectfully and lifted the door of the house. When he stepped into the house, he saw the inside as before, and even the position of sitting down did not change at all. The damaged old man looked at himself there with a kind smile on his face.
It's both eyes, godless. (To be continued)