After Bai Su left, Zi Che bowed respectfully to Su Ming and left quickly. It wasn't until he walked more than ten feet outside the cave that he breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the cave where Su Ming was. The look in his eyes
With awe.
"He...is different." Zi Che couldn't explain the specifics, it was just a feeling.
Under the canopy of the night, in the cave, Su Ming breathed calmly and meditated silently. The injuries on his body had been brought under control, and he gradually recovered through this breath adjustment.
It was not until dawn that Su Ming opened his eyes. His eyes were not clear, but clear. He looked at the dark night outside the cave. A cold wind blew in, lifting a few strands of his hair and floating on his face.
"The battle in the land of the Witch Tribe..." Su Ming lowered his head and looked at his hands, with thoughts on his face. In his mind, he went out alone to hunt down one of the Naschens, until he walked out of the Lizard Witch Tribe.
These scenes were played back slowly.
"I made several mistakes in this battle." Su Ming murmured, raising his left hand to take out the drawing board, and scratching on the back of it with his right hand. Gradually, pictures appeared in front of Su Ming's eyes.
Go to the drawing board.
The first thing that appeared was a raised hill in the dense jungle. His figure stood on the top of the mountain and galloped down the mountain. At the bottom of the mountain, one of the Si Chens he was chasing was also approaching.
"Although I have a high degree of respect for the enemy...but at the critical moment before the battle, I ignored the terrain here. Even if I don't know the weirdness here, I can see the sudden pause of the person being chased.
You should be vigilant." Su Ming looked at the drawing board, and the original scene clearly emerged in his mind.
"In this battle, I could not have been injured...and that boy, he and I could have made no mistakes. Even if I didn't kill him, I could have taken him away and freed him after I was safe.
"Su Ming closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he flicked his right hand on the drawing board, and a layer of fine dust flew on it. After sweeping away the previous picture, Su Ming continued to draw with his right hand on top.
What appeared on the drawing board this time was also a jungle. Surrounding Su Ming, who was sitting cross-legged on a big tree, there were more than a dozen figures of the Wu clan who were speeding towards him.
"The vigilance is still not enough, and the behavior is not cautious enough. There is a Witch Clan there. If I set up many traps around me before taking a rest... If I take out the red grass skin before taking a rest, then... this battle can be avoided.
If you use the treasure given by Senior Brother, you can kill these people one by one without suffering too many injuries!"
Su Ming waved his right hand and continued to draw on the drawing board. What appeared on the drawing board was a scene of Su Ming and the old man of the Wu clan chasing and fighting back in the jungle.
Looking at the screen, Su Ming's eyes flashed.
"I didn't make any mistakes in this battle... But if the previous two mistakes had been changed, then there might not have been this battle. Even if there had been, because I had bought enough time, my victory in this battle would not have been like this.
difficult.
During this trip to the Witch Clan, it can be seen that in actual combat, there are still a lot of things I don't like. "Be cautious, be cautious, be more cautious!" Su Ming's eyes showed determination.
Summarizing his own mistakes in this battle and summing up his shortcomings in this battle, this is the path Su Ming summarized for himself to become stronger and stronger.
A life-and-death crisis is more than just a fluke and a surprise for the rest of the life. If this is the case, then there may not be a second chance of luck.
In Su Ming's view, what he gets from a life-and-death crisis should be transformation and growth, constantly improving himself, and constantly correcting some of his mistakes and methods of doing things. This will allow him to gain more strength when facing the next crisis.
More chances of survival.
"Be careful with every step you take, every move you make, (Baidu Qiu Mo Bar quick hand beat, Ergen Shufan official yy: 3943) be alert to the dangers that may appear around you at any time. Only in this way can you hunt for witches in Tianlan,
Can survive while getting stronger and stronger." Su Ming closed his eyes and firmly remembered the teaching currency this time.
"In addition to the shortcomings in words and deeds, there is another point that I need to be vigilant about and correct." Su Ming opened his eyes, raised his right hand and made a stroke in the void in front of him. After this stroke, Su Ming looked at the place where he had crossed out, his eyes
Brilliant.
"This stroke is already a great achievement. Maybe it is not perfect, but with my current cultivation and understanding, this is my ultimate teaching." But apart from this stroke, I have nothing else to offer in terms of magical powers.
Use the technique to fight powerful enemies..." Su Ming frowned. He didn't have this worry before entering the ninth peak.
But then he entered the Ninth Peak and followed Tian Xiezi's teachings to find the method of meditation. However, he also lost the opportunity to learn other magical powers.
During the battle with the Wu Clan, Su Ming felt this weakness and shortcoming of his own.
"Lack of magical powers" In terms of speed, I am good at it, but when facing the old man of the witch clan, I couldn't do it at all! In addition to magical powers and speed, the same is true for protection.
The armor of a divine general is acceptable when faced with an equal enemy, but once it encounters a strong one, it will be too late to recover and fall into pieces. This is the reason why the armor was not obtained from the Dayu Dynasty, so it is not strong.
Fortunately, the Hanshan Bell exists, but for me, the key point of using this bell is that its ringing can make people trance, rather than for protection. Using it for protection can only be the ultimate life-saving means.
In addition to these, there is also a shortage of magic weapons here. The ice and fire gifted by the senior brother have disappeared, (Baidu Qiu Mo Bar quick hand beat, Ergen Book Fans official yy: 3943) Uncle Bai's distractions have also disappeared... all these things
, a lot of preparations must be made before the Tianlan witch hunt." Su Ming frowned.
"There are not many medicinal stones left, and they need to be tempered again. The power of the spirit-seizing powder is beyond my imagination. What this thing said can only make the old man of the witch clan absorb it for a moment.
Although I still can't grasp the flaw in this moment, if my speed is fast enough, if I use two or even three or more Soul Seizing Particles to solidify the opponent, then... I don't have no chance!"
As Su Ming pondered, he touched the black fragment hanging around his neck, and his mind gradually resurfaced that among the medicinal stones he could refine, there was a substance called Nashen Powder.
"When the old man of the Witch Clan saw my Soul Seizing Powder, he once said that it was the Danhuang of the Witch Clan... (Baidu Qiu Mo Bar Quick Hand Beat, Ergen Book Fan Official YY: 3943) Could it be that this fragment of mine comes from the Witch Clan?
Clan?" Su Ming frowned, feeling a little different.
As Su Ming pondered and thought, the sky outside the cave gradually became no longer dark, and gradually became brighter, until it was completely bright and morning came.
As the morning sun shone in the cave, Su Ming took a deep breath, and with the direction in mind for what he wanted to prepare for next, he stood up and walked out of the cave.
It had been six days since he was taken away by Tian Xiezi until he came back. This was the first time in the six days that he stood on the platform outside the cave again. In the early morning, he breathed in the cold wind and looked at
The sky and the sea of clouds outside the mountain, watching the snowflakes falling or being rolled up at that time
Standing there, looking at the end of the world, even though it was blurry, Su Ming seemed to be able to faintly feel it in his eyes. Behind this blur, outside the Tianlan Barrier, there was the land of the Witch Clan.
What does it look like in the morning?
"Good morning, little junior brother." A soft voice like the spring breeze came from behind Su Ming. As Su Ming turned around, he saw the second senior brother in a long gown walking over with the same gentle smile as always.
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"Second Senior Brother, you got up so early." Su Ming was a little surprised. He rarely saw Second Senior Brother get up so early. Most of the time, noon was the time when Second Senior Brother got up. After all, he wandered around again and again that night.
You need to rest in the early morning when the sun rises.
The second senior brother coughed a few times and turned his face slightly to the side, allowing the sun to shine on it.
"Little junior brother, senior brother has figured it out. There is a saying that goes well: go to bed early and get up early for good health." The second senior brother shook his head.
Su Ming smiled and said nothing.
"Huh?" The second senior brother was about to say something when suddenly his eyes froze and he looked at Su Ming carefully. He even raised his right hand and patted Su Ming's body, then circled around Su Ming.
Then, he suddenly spoke in a low voice.
"Fourth brother, tell me, did the master come to you at night wearing purple clothes? How did you answer?"
"I answered, "I want to see." Su Ming smiled.
"This... is not good..." The second senior brother was stunned, and a smile appeared on his face. The smile grew more and more, and finally he burst into laughter.
"Why didn't I think of it at the beginning? This... is really not good..." A glimmer of expectation flashed in the eyes of the second senior brother, and he patted Su Ming on the shoulder.
"Then, what did Master do?"
"Took me to see a battle, see damage, went to the witch tribe, and killed a group of witches..." Su Ming said softly.
The second senior brother opened his eyes wide, showing fascination, and his eyes gradually became decisive.
"I will answer the same thing when Master comes to me next time wearing purple clothes!" The second senior brother was about to continue speaking, but suddenly he raised his head, quickly adjusted his clothes, and turned sideways to let the sun shine on his side face.
on the corner of his mouth with a gentle smile.
I saw two long rainbows roaring from the seventh peak in the sky. The two long rainbows were one behind the other. In the rainbow in front was a woman. The woman was beautiful, but she was frowning, looking somewhat reluctant.
It's Ziyan.
After she approached the ninth peak, she glared at Zi Che fiercely. Zi Che did not dare to look and quickly lowered his head. At this moment, the second senior brother stepped forward, keeping his side face illuminated by the sun, and spoke softly to Zi Yan.
"Miss Ziyan, let's go." He said, taking a step towards the sky and walking towards Ziyan. Instead of turning into two rainbows, he walked away reluctantly.
Su Ming's eyes did not look at the departure of the second senior brother and Zi Yan, but looked at the second rainbow coming from the seventh peak, a man wearing white clothes, with his hair tied with red straw rope, beside his ears.
A woman with two strands of pigtails and some shiny crystal dots dotted on her forehead.
At this moment, Su Ming felt a trance in front of his eyes.