Speaking of the situation in Zhongzhou, it is rich and vast, with hundreds of millions of people gathered together, gathering armor and soldiers to cover the Central Plains, and is towering on all sides, leaning on the powerful passes, and can be called the foundation of Jincheng Tianfu, which will never be pulled out for thousands of years.

To the north of Zhongzhou, there are short mountains that stretch like long dragons lying on the ground, so they are called Fulong.

Fulong Mountain starts from the shore of a river in the west. After coming out of the water, it winds eastward and wants to enter the sea. The peaks stand on the back of the ridge in the north, and are arranged in four rows. When you climb up at sunrise, you can see the wonder of golden scales and thousands of dots. It is also far away from the Luofu Top of Yanqiu Mountain in the south of Zhongzhou, and is in the so-called "Top Ten Views of Zhongzhou" with the "Luofu Geese Song".

The summer is about to end and the heat is not gone.

Grass grows everywhere on an unknown short hill in the middle of Fulong Mountain, as thick as a blanket, with green spirits in groups of three or three. Countless lazy black crows lay everywhere, and war horses all followed the owner to eat grass quietly.

Tan Shu filled the water bag by the mountain stream, and ignored the Chihu who was lowering his head to drink water, and walked towards the captain.

On the way, when he passed by Xu Dongjiang who was lying sideways with his pillow knife, he suddenly stopped and asked curiously about the leader of the Hundred Riders, who was no older than him, and said, "Brother Xu, what are you doing with your eyes widening and stretching your ears?"

Xu Dongjiang turned his head slightly, glanced at Qianhunu, who was familiar with him, and said expressionlessly: "Listen to the thunder."

Tan Shu was stunned, and looked up at the clear sky, confirming that it didn't look like it was going to rain. He listened to it for a while, but still found nothing. He simply squatted down and approached Xu Dongjiang's slightly cold face, and said indecisively: "Where is the thunder coming from? Why can't I hear it?"

Xu Dongjiang frowned, turned over suddenly, leaving Tan Shu with the back of his head.

Tan Shu smiled, kicked his legs and leaped over Xu Dongjiang's body lightly. During this process, his upper body remained hunched, and at the same time he turned around skillfully. He fell silently when he landed on the ground, and even the sound of the wind was extremely subtle. He still squatted towards Xu Dongjiang's face, but his face was very solemn, and he said softly: "Sir, the lieutenant, told me that you were able to build the foundation successfully in the thunderstorm. I believe you have a unique understanding of Thunder. Let me tell me? If you can survive the thunder disaster in the future, you will never dare to be grateful!"

After hearing this, Xu Dongjiang faced the tiger slave who was picked up by the lieutenant halfway. He was not old but had already made him look like a scorch.

He didn't have the idea of ​​cherishing himself. After all, the lieutenant gave him all his gifts. In comparison, his little insight was not worth mentioning. He thought about it and said, "Actually, it's nothing. Spring thunder and rushing into the insects, all things are born, and spring grass is the first. When sprouting buds and plucking leaves, it seems to be silent, but it enters my ears, but it seems like thunder roaring, which seems to contain the ultimate truth of the cycle of vitality. Although it is already summer, there are still lingering sounds that echo and continue."

Tan Shu was thinking, and squatted for a while, suddenly raised his head and smiled, "The brother of Xu has indeed read books, and what he said is really deafening. What Tan Shu thought in the past was all about the power of thunder destroying Lin Liaoyuan, but he never thought that there was still a chance of life in it. But letting the grass grow by itself slow down. I'll help it to see if the thunder can be louder?"

This was a bit absurd and crazy. He saw him reaching out to hold a handful of grass, wrapping his fingers around him, gathering all the grass leaves in his palms, revealing the rhizomes of the grass, and then slowly pulling them upwards with force.

Xu Dongjiang didn't agree at first, but his face changed after a few breaths, and he became solemn and solemn.

As Tan Shu moved, under the handful of grass, the soil rolled, gradually revealing more rhizomes. The smaller roots could not bear it, and suddenly broke one by one, causing a continuous crackling sound that only two people could hear.

Tan Shu suddenly let go, the grass leaves fell down, and the sound stopped immediately.

He shook his palm, and saw a broken narrow blade of grass left between his fingers. He put it in his mouth and smiled and said, "Is this thunder sound? For this grass, I'm not as good as thunder tribulation?"

Xu Dongjiang had already sat up involuntarily, and after hearing this, he was silent for a long time, then he let out a turbid breath and said, "It's the sound of thunder, and death is also the sound of death. It turns out that there is life and death, and I have been taught."

When he said that, his green mind flashed, and his energy seemed to have a little more ethereal and impermanent in his tenacity. Although a strange garment was far from being formed, it was already looming.

Tan Shu was surprised, then he was a little angry and frustrated, and stood up and left, muttering, "It was me who came to ask, why did the preacher realize it first? What is the law of heaven?"

The four masters sitting around the tree in the distance were all feeling something. They turned their heads and looked at each other, with different expressions on their faces.

Ren Xichou smiled and said, "I am worthy of being a man with great eyes from Master Meng, but he is indeed a talent."

Bai Hangu, who has always been taciturn, has no focus on others: "The method of sowing the roots of the mind passed down by the slash-and-stepped books seems to be more mysterious than the "Slash-and-stepped Sword and Farming Book". Unfortunately, there is no general outline for the theory, and it depends too much on their own understanding and fate."

On that day, Yan Ying recited the "Sword and Farming Book" in public. Bai Hangu was able to break through the realm after hearing the general outline. The root cause was that he could finally integrate military theories with his own practice. Even if others listened to it, their gains were extremely limited. Of course, a monster like the Second Master who had both high understanding and cultivation was a different matter.

Liu Tugou laughed in his heart. The second master knew the most about the general principles of the theory that the second master was the fallacies taught by the old fox orally. He was probably shocking to the world when he said it.

He didn't show his voice, but nodded and said, "He is the one who really planted the heart root in the Black Crow Guard. Although the art of slaughtering and forging soldiers also needs to be created out of nothing by visualization, it is much easier because it can be practiced both inside and outside. Although it is extremely dangerous, as long as you are not afraid of death and have some luck, everyone can learn it."

Bai Hangu nodded and said sincerely: "You are treated equally by all your heart and have only seen Bai Xiao's brothers who were originally from Bai Fang to benefit a lot along the way, and they were very grateful."

Ren Xichou smiled and said with some meaning: "All the brothers of the Black Crow Guard, so naturally there is no difference between closeness and distantness."

Yang Xiongji, who had the shortest time to break through the realm and only won by his strength, was inevitably inferior to the spiritual enlightenment. He did not participate in the discussion of the three of them. He stared at Xu Dongjiang for a while, and suddenly exclaimed: "His garment is a bit strange, why does it collapse on its own every time he wants to succeed? It's enough spiritual energy. Is it because of insufficient spiritual will?"

As soon as these words were said, the other three were stunned and looked at them again. Seeing that it was true, they were a little surprised.

Liu Tugou stood up, his toes gently pushed his feet, and he jumped dozens of feet from the top of the grass like a big black bird.

The next moment, he stood quietly beside Xu Dongjiang, holding down the other person's forehead with a palm.

A trace of pure sword energy that was pulled away from the intention of the sword carefully penetrated into Xu Dongjiang's eyebrows. There was also a knife edge left because of practicing the art of slaughtering and forging soldiers. The difference was that this vertical mark was far less red and eye-catching than the second master's eyebrows, but it was extremely strangely exuding a lush and misty green feeling.

After a while, Liu Tugou took back his palm and chuckled, "How did you send the heart root of the Dantian into the Xinhu Spirit Platform? This is really a true vegetation to encourage growth."

Xu Dongjiang quickly stood up, glanced at the still sick face of the captain, bowed deeply and said, "It's my subordinate Meng Lang, who actually worked for help when he was seriously injured and was not healed. He was so frightened!"

Liu Tugo waved his hand: "Everyone has his own fate. Your path should be able to be able to go through, but the realm is still shallow and it is too early. In my opinion, you have two paths to choose from. One is to return the root of your mind to the dantian and break the situation step by step; the other is to explore it yourself, but don't ask for anything more than a chariot. You can feed it to the root of your mind as long as you respond to the spirit. It is unknown how you will achieve in the future. Even if you have a life and death, you can only leave it to fate."

Xu Dongjiang said without hesitation: "Life and death are one, and if you don't see death, how can you know life? My subordinates are willing to try!"

Liu Tugou nodded with a smile: "I was worried that your spring grass would be more self-retained and not more sharp. Now I have finally integrated into my own perception and gradually escaped from the cage. Haha, it is really unique to use a grass to express the impermanence of life and death. If I can achieve a small success, I think it will be not far from the threshold of the state of inspiration."

Under the tree, Bai Hangu looked at it from afar and suddenly sighed: "There are really many brave men under his command. But he is so eager for quick success and instant benefits. It is probably not a good thing to be affected by the trend for a long time."

Ren Xichou was happy to see it and said, "You came late and have never seen the wonders of the great master's realm. After entering the country one after another, it stimulated all the brothers below to seize the day, not to mention that they are about to enter the capital. The more masters there are, the more you can get the attention of the imperial prison. It is not a good thing to have this motivation."

Bai Hangu looked around after hearing this. Because Xu Dongjiang was making a lot of noise, the black crows all over the mountains and fields stood up and watched quietly, with different expressions on their faces, the most of which was eager to try.

The atmosphere is silent and depressed, but restless and intense emotions are brewing, which makes people feel encouraging and unable to sit still.

Yang Xiongji smiled and said in a muffled voice: "The reason why Black Crow is a black crow was hated by people because of his black clothes. Since the second brother, he has just opened his wings and gradually looked down on his peers and plundered the world. He is here. Who dares not chase after him? Even if he is eager for quick success and instant benefits, he will help him grow, how can he be more afraid! Why not be afraid!"
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