The strange movement here finally attracted the attention of the Mo family monks.
The man stared at Su Zimu, who was still writhing and twitching, and quickly drew out his long sword.
Wan Xiong was clever and quickly apologized: "Fellow Daoist, this kid is going crazy, please be patient and bear with him... Hurry up, hurry up, suppress him, suppress him!"
Everyone suddenly understood and agreed one after another, suppressing Su Zimu with all their hands and feet.
After a while, Su Zimu finally calmed down, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Wan Xiong quickly put on a flattering smile: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, we will definitely keep an eye on him and we will definitely not cause trouble!"
The man glared at Wan Xiong fiercely, put away his sword and left.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Wan Xiong spat it out in one breath and almost collapsed there: "My dear mother, Su Zimu, your mother-in-law is dead!"
Erdan rubbed his bruised arm vigorously: "These are hands, the pliers are not that heavy!"
Lao Helm was confused: "What's going on? What is this kid doing?"
Wan Xiong looked confused: "I'm wondering too... Hey, are you awake?"
Su Zimu opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
"Are you okay?" Wan Xiong asked with concern.
"It's okay." Su Zimu said it was okay, but he was sighing in his heart.
Wan Xiong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hey, what did you say happened to you? You almost tricked everyone to death!"
Su Zimu twitched his lips: "Me too, I've been tricked."
The strengthening effect this time was surprisingly good, and the strength of the muscles and bones in the legs was significantly improved. He believed that the moment he strengthened his whole body, he would cross the bottleneck threshold!
But after some practical training and personal experience, he finally understood the fact: What a stupid five-tone body training, the five-thunder body training is almost the same!
Even though the core has been replaced, is the exercise still the same?
Su Zimu firmly believes that the original five-tone body exercise will never feel like an electric shock, let alone convulsions and severe pain!
At this moment, his heart was undoubtedly broken, and he wished he could find out that bullshit mysterious power and give him a big slap on his face.
Just change it, why are you changing it?
However, Su Zimu never expected that when Tu Qian left this technique in his sea of consciousness, he never imagined that it would have such a strange result.
Time is also destiny, and there are many things that are inevitable when practicing cultivation, but there are even more accidental things. No one can say whether it is good or bad. We can only say that everyone's circumstances are different.
If you can't catch up, don't say anything, just stay wherever it's cool. But if you catch up and catch it, taking off into the sky is no longer a dream!
This exercise is indeed very painful, but only by enduring hardship can one become a master. How to save one's life is the most important thing. What does it matter if it hurts?
Su Zimu worked on his mental construction for a while, drank a big bowl of chicken soup, and finally made up his mind to control the heat flow and continue to strengthen it.
In order to avoid the forced effect as much as possible, he adjusted the intensity of the heat flow to the lowest level and continued to strengthen the muscles and bones in the body.
Nothing could be seen from the bones, but the fascia vibrated rapidly under the heat wave, and actually made a subtle, low buzzing sound.
Hey, this is interesting!
Su Zimu immediately became interested and experimented with different positions in the body. He found that tendons can make sounds, membranes can make sounds, and even bones and flesh can make sounds. Moreover, different positions have different monochromatic colors, and the volume can be controlled by the intensity of heat flow!
No wonder Wuyin Body Training is waiting here!
This exercise is good. It can be practiced and entertained at the same time. It is much more interesting than simply practicing.
Su Zimu became more playful and started to improvise a tune.
But when he first started practicing, he couldn't say that his tone was cold at all. Every note had to be tried and tested repeatedly, and he stumbled along the way. It was not as beautiful as playing cotton. After struggling for a long time, he still couldn't hear what the music was.
It's easier said than done. How can success in this world be easy?
However, Su Zimu is not someone who gives up easily. He has no shortage of time at the moment, and he is enjoying himself as he concentrates on studying and trying.
Wan Xiong noticed that Su Zimu was making a faint buzzing sound, and he suddenly became confused. Everyone else's stomachs were growling, so why was this kid different from others?
He couldn't help but push Su Zimu: "Hey, are you okay?"
Su Zimu pretended to be hopeless: "It's okay, I can't die."
Okay, Wan Xiong was relieved, and he turned around and gathered with the others to discuss how to unlock the blocked true energy.
Only by recovering one's cultivation level can one have a chance of escaping.
The speed of the convoy was very fast, and it had arrived at the next campsite just after noon. However, the convoy had no intention of stopping and continued to speed up and continue on its way.
It was not until nightfall that the convoy barely arrived at the next campsite. The monks of the Mo family applied restraints on all the prisoners before putting them into the magic circle.
Mr. Mo obviously did not have a good habit of treating prisoners preferentially. A group of people ate and drank around the campfire, but left the prisoners aside and ignored them.
Wan Xiong couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and took a sip bitterly: "Hey, tell me, can you give us something to eat?"
Without cultivation, monks are no better than ordinary people. They haven't touched water or rice for a whole day. Although their chests are not touching their backs, they are not much better.
"Okay, if you want to kill us, there's no need to take us with you," Lao Helm said.
Wan Xiong kicked Su Zimu: "What about you, are you okay?"
Su Zimu felt weak: "Just live and don't talk to me. The more you talk, the hungrier you get!"
Exercise consumes a lot of food and consumes a lot of food. He has not been idle much along the way. Even if there is a cow at this moment, he is confident that he can eat it all in one go.
Wan Xiong licked his lips: "Let me tell you the truth, Mo didn't kill us. He must have other plans. If we look back, we will definitely be worse off than dead. If I didn't still have a little hope in my heart, I would hate to be here now."
Just hit him to death."
"Put me down. If you had the guts, would you still be alive today?"
"What do you mean by knocking me down? Isn't this already a desperate situation?"
"Are you two done? Save your energy!" Lao Helm fell to the ground with his eyes closed, and only his mouth squirmed slightly.
Everyone stopped. Su Zimu touched Kong Kong's belly and sighed helplessly.
I thought that in a different world, I could steal some tricks, but it turns out that in the world of cultivation, energy conservation is also important. The continuous practice along the way has depleted the reserves in his body. If he can't get it,
To supplement, continuing to run the exercises may have the opposite effect.
There is no other way, just endure it!
After a while, when the monks from the Mo family had eaten and drank enough, one of them came over and threw a bottle on the ground.
Wan Xiong picked it up, twisted it away, put it to his nose and smelled it, poured another pill into his mouth, and then distributed it to everyone: "Eat it, Bigu Pill."
