Chapter 86: Walk in the void, jump on the grave

　　 After returning home, the cold wind found that the two old men Yueguang Inoue and Yueguang Matsushita had come to his house again for a meal.
　　 "Meeko, add more chili, ginger, and garlic when frying crayfish."
　　 "There are more scallions, too, this fragrance!"
　　 The two old men stood outside the kitchen like a clever door, speaking while swallowing.
　　 In the kitchen, the aroma of braised crayfish wafted out.
　　 The cold wind swallowed his saliva and also looked depressed. The crayfish had not given birth to the next generation. The two old men ate and drank wildly. The cold wind is really worried about whether the fateful crayfish can reproduce smoothly.
　　 So the cold wind stepped forward and asked: "Two uncles, how is the crayfish breeding?"
　　 "Oh, the little cold wind is back, haha." Yueguang Inoue smiled, wrinkles tied together like tree roots, especially ugly.
"Don't worry about the little cold wind, we have invited a lot of fishermen to take care of the crayfish, there will never be any problems!" Moonlight Matsushita smiled, "When the little cold wind can supply the izakaya, you can rest assured to go to the moonlight izakaya. Eat, no money!"
　　 The cold wind said with great righteousness: "I do these things mainly to help the tribe to reduce the burden. Going to the izakaya to eat is just incidental."
　　 "Xiao Hanfeng is really getting more and more sensible!"
　　 The two old men are naturally praised again.
　　 It didn't take long for Meeko to walk out holding a pot of crayfish that exuded a strong spicy flavor.
"time to eat!"
　　 The cold wind turned and went to the backyard to call in the little brother who was holding wooden stakes.
　　 On the dinner table, the two old men unceremoniously placed the crayfish in front of them, drank the wine, and ate the crayfish.
　　 The cold wind and the high wind stretched their chopsticks toward the crayfish, and the two old men suddenly turned their faces.
　　 "Little cold wind, little blast, this is something to eat with wine, since you don't drink, don't eat it."
　　 "Wait when you grow up! Let's drink with you at that time!"
　　 Looking at the shameless appearance of the two old men, the cold wind... I glanced at Keeko, but I still don't see them like them.
　　 Hayate is even more free and easy, watching the two old men eat crayfish, while smelling it, they also eat with relish.
　　 After eating, the two old men took out a thousand books and picked their teeth, then left slowly, and went for a walk to digest.
　　 Keeko started to clean up the dishes.
　　 "Brother, there is soup, do you want to drink?"
　　 Hayate did not know when he brought the crayfish pot over. Inside was a rich soup base. There were shrimp feet, shallots, slices, garlic, and chili flakes floating in the soup. It smelled very appetizing.
　　 Although Haifeng has eaten two bowls of rice and his stomach is full, a squeeze can kill a bowl of soup.
　　 The cold wind looked at him with disgust, and said in an aura: "I'm a little good, can't you, throw it away for me!"
　　 "But..."
　　 Hayate feels a little bit upset. Although he doesn't care much about what he eats, he still can't help it at present.
　　 Just under the cold wind's emotional gaze, Haifeng had to pour the soup with a bitter face.
　　 Cold wind breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Haifeng, our Moonlight clan is spine and we absolutely don’t eat leftovers, you know?"
　　 "Oh." Haifeng was not in high spirits.
　　 "Waiting for a while, the izakaya will serve crayfish, my brother will take you to the Bawang meal!" The cold wind began to change the subject.
　　 "Brother, what is Overlord's Meal?" Hayate's eyes lit up and he was really attracted.
　　 "Bawang Meal is just eating without paying for it!"
　　 Hanfeng smiled, "Ordinary people will be beaten to death if they eat Overlord’s meal, that is, your brother and I can hold this."
　　 "Think about it!!"
　　 The little brother’s eyes glowed suddenly, but soon he felt that this was not good, "But brother, it’s wrong not to pay for food."
　　 "……"
　　 The cold wind suddenly didn't want to talk to him, and waved, "Well, what are you doing so much? Go and refine the chakra quickly. Don't open your eyes in two hours."
"Oh."
　　 Hayate immediately ran to the sofa and sat down upright, then closed his eyes and began to refine the chakra.
　　 The cold wind was not idle, and he went into the bedroom to practice the physical activation forbidden technique.
　　After many days of practice, Cold Wind has already stimulated all of his muscle cells with Chakras. Compared with other cells, the activation of muscle cells is significantly higher.
　　 So, the cold wind decided to attack other cells.
　　 Then, it's you!
　　 Subcutaneous tissue cells!
　　 The subcutaneous tissue is located under the dermis. It is a relatively loose tissue, and it is also a natural cushion that can cushion external pressure. In other words, activating the subcutaneous tissue cells can greatly enhance the ability to resist cold wind!
　　 If stimulating muscle cell activation is power +2, then stimulating subcutaneous tissue cell activation is defense +2.
　　 But the subcutaneous tissue is very rich in composition, including blood vessels, lymphatic vessels, nerves, sweat glands and hair follicles. It is not easy to stimulate the cells of these tissues with Chakra at the same time.
　　 But fortunately, the cold wind has collected the physical activation forbidden technique. As long as the microscopic operation is in place, the other is not a problem.
After closing my eyes and concentrating, the cold wind mobilized a trace of chakra into the subcutaneous tissue, and then used this chakra to gently stimulate various cells in the subcutaneous tissue. In an instant, the cold wind had its own stick hitting cotton, soil, The illusion of steel and trees, and several different "touches" directly feed back from the chakra to itself, and the cold wind hurriedly subdivides the chakra to stimulate these different types of cells.
　　 At this time, the cold wind has a dual purpose, or even a single mind with three uses, and four uses, but he carefully sensed ~EbookFREE.me~ and found that this was not the case.
Chakra is like the ten fingers of his hands, tapping different keyboards flexibly on the subcutaneous tissue cell piano. The ten fingers are all hard, light or heavy, long press, or one touch. Beautiful piano music.
When the muscle cells were stimulated before the cold wind, the spirit was highly concentrated, for fear of accidents, but at this time the subcutaneous tissue cells were stimulated, he was unexpectedly immersed in it, as if strolling in the void in the indescribable piano music, and the grave head was dancing. , Go up!
　　 An hour passed before the cold wind faintly opened his eyes.
　　Enlightened.
　　 I finally realized it!
　　 The cold wind burst into tears.
The physical activation forbidden technique involves nearly two hundred kinds of cells, tens of trillions. If every kind of cell needs to be stimulated with a high degree of concentration, then even people with the will of steel will not be able to bear it. Now, the cold wind Finally found the right path.
　　Walk in the void, jump on the grave!
　　 That's right, that's how it feels!
　　 The cold wind took a deep breath, and started to practice again by the hot iron.
The feeling that has just disappeared has not completely dissipated, so the cold wind easily found this magical, subtle, and mysterious feeling again. Then, when the cold wind moved, all the chakras in the body suddenly poured into the subcutaneous tissue and began to spread over a large area. Stimulate subcutaneous tissue cells.
At this moment, with the activation of the subcutaneous tissue cells, a large amount of body energy was released from these cells, and the cold wind above moved again, and the perfect level of Chakra Refining Art was performed in an instant. It was actually practicing physical activation forbidden art. At the same time, began to refine the chakra.
　　 If it's normal, the cold wind would definitely not dare to die like this, but at this time he is walking in the void, jumping on the head of the grave, and some are up, how can he control so much?