The more Su Zimu thought about it, the more he felt it was feasible. He immediately focused all his thoughts on his heart, carefully felt the beating of his heart, and tried to capture the most critical link.
At first, he could only feel his heartbeat, which was vague and unclear.
After a while, I gradually felt the rhythm of my heart.
After a while, everything became clear, and every contraction and relaxation was reflected in his consciousness like a movie.
At this time, he finally felt a special rhythm.
It was an indescribable feeling. Su Zimu felt that this was what he was looking for. It was all based on his vague feeling that he sent a weak stream of heat into his heart.
The heart immediately began to tremble abnormally. After a brief period of loss of control, the myocardium suddenly contracted heavily and returned to normal on its own.
Success!
Su Zimu almost jumped up, slightly adjusted the timing of the heat flow, and continued to frantically commit suicide on the edge of death.
After several fine adjustments, he finally found the most suitable entry point, and his heart began to continuously strengthen under the action of heat flow.
Su Zimu opened his mouth and laughed silently.
I'm such a genius!
Tactical fallback.
The only flaw is that no one shared such an important moment.
Striking while the iron is hot, he also wanted to capture the final high ground of the brain, but when the heat flow approached the brain, it automatically bypassed it and refused to approach it at all.
It's right to think about it. If you use the five-tone exercise method to strengthen the brain, wouldn't it be equivalent to stirring the tofu with a vibrator? Regardless of whether it can be strengthened, the brain will definitely become mushy in an instant.
Su Zimu sighed quietly and thought to himself, forget it. As the saying goes, the Heavenly Way is fifty and the Great Evolution is forty-nine. The heaven and the earth are not perfect. Isn't it normal for the skills to have some shortcomings?
He was quite happy himself, but if others knew what happened, they would be stunned.
Is this physical exercise? This is self-destruction, right?
In the next period of time, Su Zimu concentrated on running the Five Thunder Body Forging, and the overall strength of his body continued to increase.
He had a feeling that he had already half-stepped across the invisible threshold, and he only needed to move his center of gravity to officially enter the ranks of monks!
For the next period of time, Su Zimu devoted himself to cultivation, almost to the point where he could not hear what was going on outside the window.
Lao Helm quietly asked Wan Xiong: "What's going on with this kid? Has he been stimulated too hard and has something wrong with his mind?"
Wan Xiong looked worried: "I don't know either, I hope not.
"Leave him alone." Erdan glanced sideways at Su Zimu, his eyes full of disgust, "If you have some spare time, why not think about how to get out of trouble?"
Lao Gui deeply agreed, Wan Xiong sighed helplessly, and Su Zimu remained unmoved.
We have been discussing this for several days and can't think of a solution at all. What difference does it make if we continue to discuss it?
"The most feasible way is to ask for help from the caravans we meet on the road!" Lao Helm said.
Wan Xiong was shocked: "Wouldn't that be harmful to others?"
Erdan pushed him aside: "You don't know me, what should we do if you ignore us?"
"Hmph, what a beautiful thought!" Lao Gui said calmly, "Mo's behavior is exposed, and he will definitely be killed and silenced. Both sides started to take action, and there was no time for him to care. We just took advantage of the chaos to escape!"
When everyone heard this, they all applauded.
Su Zimu's tightly closed eyes opened a crack, and what he saw was Erdan's smiling face: "Old helmet, it's you as expected!"
Everyone else also looked excited, but Wan Xiong pursed his lips and said nothing.
Su Zimu said in his heart that this is an idea that people can come up with. Are you going to die?
Although he is behind bars at the moment, the memory of his past life still profoundly affects his ideas. He can harm others, but he cannot benefit himself at the expense of others.
His parents raised him and his teachers taught him principles, always saying that he should imitate Lei Feng and do good deeds instead of being selfish and harming innocent people.
It has nothing to do with the Holy Mother or Not, it is simply the combination of three views and not!
Next, they began to discuss how to shout to attract the other party's attention, and how to shout so that Mo's people would have to kill and silence them. The despicability of human nature was fully exposed at this moment.
Su Zimu didn't want to say anything anymore, and kept sighing in his heart: Ji Gongming, Ji Gongming, look at all the crooked melons and bad dates you have recruited!
The only consolation was that Wan Xiong remained silent from beginning to end, becoming the last fig leaf for this group of monks.
However, for more than a week, he didn't encounter any hair. On the ninth day, he finally encountered a small caravan. Before he could call for help, Mo had already struck.
After a while, there were a dozen more prisoners in the team.
Stop and go, more than a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Su Zimu felt that he was getting closer and closer to success, and he was just one step away from success.
At this time, the convoy walked out of the rolling mountains, and the muddy and winding mountain road turned into an official road paved with bluestones.
The speed of advance suddenly accelerated, almost galloping day and night. In just three days, more than a dozen scaly horses were exhausted to death.
Mo's eagerness was like a huge mountain weighing on everyone's hearts.
"It should be these days." Lao Helm was worried, "If we don't get away, we won't have a chance!"
"What are you talking about? Who would wait here if you have the chance!" Erdan said irritably.
Every day I stay here is a torment, and everyone's mood has already been irritable, like a volcano that is about to erupt.
"Stop arguing, look ahead!" Lao Helm suddenly straightened his neck, "The opportunity has come!"
Looking around, a huge convoy appeared in front, at least several times as large as here!
Wan Xiong immediately pushed Su Zimu: "Come on, come on, get up quickly!"
Being interrupted like this, Su Zimu could only stop the exercise: "What's coming?"
"The opportunity has come!" Wan Xiong said in a low voice.
Su Zimu looked back and immediately raised his eyebrows.
Such a big team must be much stronger than this one, maybe it's really an opportunity!
But as the two teams got closer, everyone was shocked to see that that team was also under the banner of the Mo family, and there were hundreds of prisoners in the team!
Su Zimu rolled his eyes and fell straight in the car, staring blankly at the sky with dead fish eyes that couldn't find the focus.
The savior you thought was actually the enemy's main force.
Surprised or not? Unexpected or not?
Wan Xiong's eyes widened: "Arrest so many people? What does Mo want to do?"
Judging by their attire, only a few of the prisoners were monks, while the others were men, women, old and young.
The monks all looked anxious, and some of the people had miserable faces, some had dull expressions, some were terrified, and some were crazy, stupid, and sluggish.
Laogei was the oldest and well-informed, and he suddenly thought: "You don't want to practice some magic skills, do you?"
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and Su Zimu couldn't lie down anymore. His mind was filled with sinister things like the Bell of Desolation, the Soul-Slaying Flag, and the Xuanyin Gathering Beast Flag.
His grandma is a hammer, so she won't be so unlucky, right?
