Chapter 875: Strange old man

No one knew what the Malays saw. They disappeared on the edge of Chen Nan that night. Only on Earth hundreds of miles away can they see several damaged instruments. In addition, there is no clue.
A total of eight people disappeared.
Even on the night they disappeared, no one in the Malay tribes near the Dead Sea heard any sound, not far from here. Not even the fluctuations in combat methods were noticed.
It seemed that the Malay were swallowed by nothingness. As early as a few months ago, Maori land was shrouded in panic. The panic is not hidden now, but has become stronger and stronger and spread to the distance. As a result, a large number of Malay tribes near the Dead Sea began to migrate.
This place is no longer suitable for living. On the earth, the Wu people occasionally have the flash of Changhong. Changhong has a dragon head, but the horse is a fierce beast. This beast is not big. Although it is only a few dozen feet in size, it can emit that kind of evil from its body. It's very close, there is fear.
The most striking feature of this ferocious beast is the blue flame burning under its four hoofs. When Changhong disappears, the sky that the beasts pass by will usually leave a line of gradually dispersing horseshoe-shaped traces.
However, among the Wu people, most of them looked very religious when they saw this beast, bent down to hug their chest with both hands to worship, and even many people would kneel down to show great respect.
Because of this beast, it has a special name, it is called Wu. This beast is only in the Wushen Temple on the whole Malay earth.
However, in recent months, the number of such dragon heads and horsehead witches has increased in the Matri sky. In the roaring Changhong, there are hundreds of such fierce beasts. They went to every corner of the earth to send their lives to seal, and at the same time, they also performed their respective tasks.
With the spread of rumors about the Dead Sea and the blockade where Uma passed, the entire Malay land began to move in a planned way.
Wind and rain are coming!
Near the Tianlan barrier, in fact, wind and rain have already arrived, and the sound of intermittent fighting is earth-shattering. The sky here is dim, and the earth exudes blood that blends into it.
The war broke out at lightning speed, and a barbarian was not ready. Suddenly, things became like this.
In this majestic and far-reaching Tianlan barrier, in many places, especially Tianlan City as the most intense place, there are battles reverberating at the moment.
After the Tianlan Pass, the barren land and the distant sky were covered with blue waves, stretching for thousands of miles, and the clouds spread like scales, which seemed to indicate that an unfathomable big knife in the sky cut through the sky at an extremely fast speed. There was an amazing roar. With a bang, the sword went straight to the Dragon City. Compared with the tension and panic of the Wu people, the land of the barbarians is peaceful. Even in the face of this once-in-a-century war, most barbarians seem to be used to this kind of battle. They don't think this is a real battle between life and death, but a journey of experience.
They believe that the existence of the Tianlan Barrier can stop the Wu people.
They believe that the war will end in a few years, when the war is over, they will continue to live in the tribal land.
Everyone, including the vast majority of people, thought so, that big sword that crossed the sky and gave a sharp roar at this moment. This is an experience and a war that may be a sensation.
"Quenching is not something you take for granted. Even if you carry too much weight, it is useless except to reduce your own weight in your imagination!" At the tip of the sword, Chu Mo sat cross-legged, his face pale and his teeth clenched. The strong wind blew towards his face in his posture, almost to every part of his body, shaking his flesh. Even the blood flowing in his body seemed to be under strong resistance, and his heart seemed to have lost its beating power.
Behind Chu Mo, an old man named Jing sat quietly and slowly opened his mouth.
"But the birds in the sky may be endless because of their light weight. Isn't this a sign of my weight-bearing exercise effect?" Chu Mo's lips trembled and his breath was short, but he gritted his teeth and said these words.
"Interesting thoughts, you only see birds? Have you ever seen an extremely large beast flying at such a speed in the sky that even I can't wait for the barbarians, are they also light? "The old man surnamed Wang sneered. Chu Mo was silent, and for a while he could not refute anything. The golden Dapeng was in his mind. Its huge body must be very heavy, but it can have such amazing speed.
"Weight-bearing exercise is right or wrong. Let's call it the first step. However, this method has too many shortcomings. The real exercise is to control the law of wind. It can control the direction of wind resistance. It uses two forces to push The body moves forward. With continuous fusion, it can walk on the ground for nine days.
However, even if I do not fully understand this method, you do not need to consider it for the time being. However, this is a direction. Only when you are in the right direction can you pursue it. If the direction is wrong from the beginning, it will only waste your time. "The old man with the surname of Wang Shensheng opened his mouth, raised his right hand, and pointed in front of Chu Mo."
Under this finger, the protective mask outside Chu Mo's front end immediately cracked a tiny gap. When the gap appeared, Chu Mo's body trembled violently. He could feel the wind on the surface of the leather, which was increased several times at once, and the feeling of severe pain and tearing was more intense. "In this direction, if you want to pursue, then you must take the right path. Now, imagine yourself as a ray of wind, feel the resistance of the wind from the sky, and feel the reaction of all parts of your body after the two forces collide "Chu Mo's mouth suddenly overflowed with blood. The severe pain in his body made him unbearable. The oncoming wind is like a knife. There is no place that is not painful. He sat cross-legged, his body trembling more, as if he could be swept away by the oncoming wind at any time, causing his body to roll backwards.
"Waste!" The old man surnamed Wang frowned, and said coldly.
"If it weren't for Bai Changzai's face, the old man would never ignore you! Brother Tian Xiezi should be respected, but as his disciple, you made me feel a little unworthy." The old man Wang snorted.
While Chu Mo was shaking, the corners of his mouth were bleeding again, and his cross-legged body was blown back half a mile. His face was pale, and the pain in his body even made him seem to have lost the strength to stand. Especially under the action of strong wind, the circulation of qi and blood in his body is extremely difficult, and the flow of the power to open the dust is also very slow, as if subjected to great resistance.
Under this premise, it is difficult for him to keep his body in place.
"Waste is waste, stubbornness!" The old man Jin raised his right hand and pointed at Chu Mo's sword mask in front of him again. Suddenly, the previously cracked crack was punctured and expanded again.
As a result, the strong wind blowing to Chu Mo suddenly multiplied, making Chu Mo's body unable to adapt, and then retreated again, even spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The spurting blood was blown away by the strong wind. Strangely, when the blood was blown away, there was still a trace of blood mist. Under the headwind, it stayed in front of Chu Mo several times, and then gradually disappeared.
"It's still a waste. After burning incense, I will open some more protection cracks. If you can't stand it, roll back to the edge of the sword." The old man named Jing frowned, looking very frustrated. He was pale. The strong wind made it difficult for him to open and close his eyes, let alone breathe. His body trembled and reached his limit. However, his eyes were fixed on where the blood mist was.
"Imagine yourself as a ray of wind. This is a simple thing, but how to do it ..." Chu Mo was painful in his heart, but he didn't give up, but under his teeth, he continued to persevere.
But he also knows that this persistence seems to have little effect.
"Blood Mist. Why did it stay in the strong wind several times before it was gradually blown away ..." Chu Mo suddenly bit his tongue in silence and spit out another blood. His eyes were fixed on the blood he spouted desperately in the strong wind, and what he seemed to see slowed down with his observation. He clearly saw that when encountering the wind, the blood first turned into fog and then rolled. However, there was a layer of blood mist, and the wind penetrated their small gaps, and then blew them away.
At this moment, Chu Mo's eyes showed understanding and closed his eyes. His body was gradually blown back in the wind.
"How can Bai Changzai value waste like you ..." The old man named Jing was impatient, but his eyes widened suddenly before he finished speaking.
However, he saw Chu Mo's body moving in the wind, but it stopped at the moment. Not only that, in the eyes of the old man, Chu Mo stood up with his eyes closed, walked forward, returned to his original position, and sat cross-legged without hesitation.
At the moment of sitting down, Chu Mo's hair fluttered quickly, her dress danced wildly, but her body did not flinch in the strong wind. Although she was still shaking, it was completely different from the earliest.
"Huh?" The old man surnamed Jing looked surprised for a moment, and then his right hand was raised again to point to the protective light curtain outside Chu Mo's top. The light curtain opened many cracks again, making the wind stronger.
If it was changed, Chu Mo ’s body would not be able to bear rolling backwards. But at the moment, Chu Mo is sitting there steadily, letting the wind blow in front of his body, and then passing through it. When he sees a part of the wind blowing in the direction of Chu Mo coming out of its temporary surface, This old man named Jing looks majestic for a moment. He suddenly understood why Bai Chang paid so much attention to Chu Mo in front of him.
"What Chumo ..." the old man named Jing whispered.
"I hope he has more time to withstand the stimulation of speech. After all, it is no surprise that the wind is blowing at such a speed on this cold day. This is the best quenching body.
In addition, only one person can obtain the transformation of the hardened body at the tip of the sword. In order to be white, this person is allowed to practice here.
However, I did not expect that this person's understanding ability has reached such a level, he has actually realized the state of this level! Jing Ming's eyes lit up and looked at Chu Mo.
"I asked him to think of himself as a wind, so that when two winds collide, he can feel the power of the wind, thereby achieving the effect of quenching and quenching. But he clearly realized that he exceeded this state. , Allowing his body to rest and be penetrated by the wind, so if there is wind, there is no wind, if someone is or is not ... "The old man named Jing paused for a long time and looked at Chu Mo with strange eyes. Chu Mo stayed there for a long time before he opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were calm.
"Mr. Jing, the wind is getting weaker. Can you make this crack bigger?" The old man named Jing snorted, but he didn't say the word "waste" anymore. Instead, he raised his right hand and lit up Chu Mo. Soon, the crack widened a bit, making the wind blowing stronger.
When the strong wind blows Chu Mo, Chu Mo closes his eyes, the pores of his body suddenly open, and the brain imagines that his body has turned into a blood mist, and there are countless small gaps in it that can let the wind penetrate it directly, just like It doesn't exist the same.
As if his pores would breathe, the wind blew on him, and was sucked away by his fine hair in a strange way. The rapid transformation and exchange in the body also spread out from the sweat holes behind him.
However, this way of breathing cannot replace Chu Mo's real breathing, it can also make him feel suffocated, and even under the exchange of this breathing, his body will suffer more and more intense tingling. However, this method does allow him to maintain a high speed above the weight in front of strong winds.
With the passage of time, Chu Mo opened his eyes before the next night, suddenly took a few steps back, took a few deep breaths, and gradually recovered his face. This behavior continued many times a day.
The old man named Jing never spoke again. Instead, he looked at Chu Mo with a strange look, watching Chu Mo breathe through his pores.
"As far as I know, some fierce beasts do n’t need their noses and mouths to breathe. They use their skin to replace their noses and mouths. If I do n’t know that you are indeed a barbarian, and seeing you sometimes choking, I Will think you are a fierce beast. "This scene called the old man strangely.
"Your method is different from my previous judgment, but it will not last too long, nor will it be perfect." Elder Jin hesitated for a while and said slowly.
"But my speed is much faster than before, and I have persisted for a long time. For me, the results are very satisfactory.
As for the more perfect way. We need to survive this war before we are qualified to feel it. "Chu Mo was silent for a while," Shen Sheng said.
The old man named Jing seemed to disagree, but he seemed to think of something. He did not refute, but turned into a sigh.
"Maybe you are right, survive, have a chance. You can practice by yourself, I'm a little tired ..." He shook his head, closed his eyes, and sat up silently.
At night, the sky was full of stars, but Chu Mo was too busy to see it. After a short rest, he took a deep breath and came to the tip of the sword. After sitting cross-legged, he went to refine, so that even the old man named Jing didn't quite understand.
In fact, Chu Mo is not very familiar with this. This is just a way he found out based on the inspiration of Blood Mist. This road seems not difficult. It can control every pore of the body that breathes differently. This requires a sense of detail, which is difficult for ordinary people to do. Even Chu Mo, it needs to keep trying, and then slowly find some current laws, and slowly develop improvements that are completely different from the load.
"We can't give up the burden, this is not to say that what others say is completely correct, and even if the war will continue for many years, its tragic degree is more difficult to believe, survive" is the key! Chu Mo's eyes were firm and he closed his eyes.
The night gradually passed. On the third morning, when Chu Yang looked up, Chu Mo saw a different sunrise in the sky.