Volume 2 The Wind Rises and the Sky Cold Chapter 331 Wu Duo
Su Ming's plain words contained a chill that made Ze Feng shiver. As Su Ming raised his right hand and pointed towards Ze Feng, the wandering Moon Wings around Ze Feng immediately rushed towards Ze Feng with sharp roars, and rushed towards Ze Feng.
After being wrapped up in layers, when the first sun rises completely at this moment, the gentle breeze does not completely dissipate.
The reintegration of Moon Wings gave Hefeng a sense of escaping from death. His inner feelings for Su Ming were filled with fear and rebellion. He felt that he really could not figure out Su Ming's will. The other party's thoughts were completely different from what he thought was common sense.
difference.
Just like today, he originally thought that Su Ming would never kill him. In fact, he did not die. However, He Feng knew that if he had spoken slower just now, death would be what awaited him now.
Zefeng has a very strong wild nature, and he is not willing to be the slave of others. At the moment, fear occupies most of his heart, but slowly, as his fear becomes less and less, he may...have backlash.
But for now, he didn't dare to have another murderous intention without finding out how to avoid this strong threat under the sun.
Su Ming knew this very well.
He really didn't want to kill He Feng just like that. After all, his cultivation was weird and he could play a big role in the Tianlan Witch Hunting War. As for the counterattack behavior of this kind of person, Su Ming had his own plan.
Ze Feng, who merged with Yue Yi again, turned into a shadow. After bowing to Su Ming with lingering fear, he honestly blended into Su Ming's shadow.
On the ground, there were two bloody heads and a withered and rotting mummy.
When the fire ape saw that Su Ming had woken up, he took a breath and picked up the head of a strong man from the Wu clan and started playing with it in his hands. If anyone else saw this scene, they would be shocked.
The sound of xun music around Su Ming gradually disappeared as the early sun rose into the sky and as the light enveloped the earth. He looked at the blue sky, took a deep breath, and slowly moved from the cross-legged position.
Stand up all night.
When he stood up, bursts of snapping sounds suddenly came from Su Ming's body. The sound was like bones colliding, like flesh and blood rubbing. As the sound swirled, mountain lines appeared on Su Ming's face, and his chest and clothes
Below, the Wushan tribe transformed, snowflakes fell, and its right eye turned red.
The entire blood-moon Wushan wind and snow picture was completely revealed. The light on it flickered, and there seemed to be a faint whirlwind of a melody. It was as if this melody existed within Su Ming's barbaric pattern. When the barbaric pattern was completely
When revealed, it will naturally float out.
Su Ming's hair moved without any wind. He stood on the ground with his head raised. Slowly, his feet floated three feet above the ground.
A powerful aura of cultivation suddenly erupted from Su Ming's body.
Before the auction, at the end of the first change of heart, his cultivation had already reached the late stage of enlightenment, and he was only one step away from the Great Perfection. At this step, Su Ming understood clearly at that time that he needed the sound of Xunqu.
He needs to play the music in his memory. If he can do this, his Wushan Barbaric Patterns can be completely integrated with his memory, causing the waves of his Barbaric Patterns to vibrate, allowing his cultivation to improve from the late Kaichen stage.
, directly reach the great perfection of opening the dust!
After the auction, Su Ming walked all the way until he retrieved the repaired Xun. It was a three-day journey of forgetfulness. It was not until the night of the fourth day that he slowly achieved the goal of killing in that quiet night.
Night, bloody night, he finally played the real music of the xun, making the xun have a soul.
This soul is the condensed memory of Su Ming. This soul is the soul of Su Ming's wild pattern!
The aura on Su Ming's body became stronger and stronger. After a moment, the ground within a radius of several hundred feet was rolling, the trees were roaring, and it seemed like a strong wind was whistling and whirling.
Su Ming's body floated several feet above the ground, his eyes glowed brightly, and he felt a sense of power in his hands.
There seems to be only one realm between Kaichen Dzogchen and the later stage of Kaichen, but in fact, Dzogchen belongs to the ultimate state of Kaichen and is the strongest level in the realm of Kaichen.
People who have reached this level can be called the Great Perfection, or they can be called secondary bones. Because of this level, they are as far away from the barbarian bone sacrifice realm as a piece of paper.
If it is broken, it will break with one poke; if it is not broken, time will not be able to weaken it.
Su Ming's body slowly descended from the air. The moment he stepped on the ground, his hair slowly fell on his shoulders. He closed his eyes. When he opened them after a moment, his eyes were calm.
"This is the early morning of the fifth day, and there are still two days... From here to the Tianlan Barrier, there is not enough time." When Su Ming just closed his eyes, in addition to calming down the fluctuations in his cultivation, he also felt
I have identified some locations where my vitality imprint is located.
He could vaguely feel the direction and roughly judge the distance from where he was.
"That's it..." Su Ming's eyes flashed, he picked up the head of the Wu Clan woman and threw it to the fire ape. The fire ape jumped up, caught the head and smiled happily, holding the two heads by their long hair, and threw them to the fire ape.
He tied it around his waist and patted his chest towards Su Ming, showing a powerful look.
Then Su Ming walked up to the mummy with the bat tattoo on his face, and slashed his withered neck with his right hand. A clicking sound was heard. Before Su Ming could pick up the man's head, the fire ape beside him couldn't bear to do it.
He couldn't help but ran over and grabbed the man's head, causing the body and head of the witch tribe to separate. No blood flowed out from the broken place.
The fire ape was even more proud. He quickly tied the third head to his waist and shook it beside it for a few times, his expression becoming more and more excited.
Su Ming did not raise his head, but stared at the headless corpse in front of him. After patting it, he took out a bag made of straw.
The bag looked very tattered, but when Su Ming took it in his hand, he discovered that it had the same function as a storage bag. With a sweep of his consciousness, he left his mark on the bag like a broken bamboo.
"Huh?" Su Ming tipped the bag in his hand, and a stone the size of a fingernail fell out. The stone was colorful in the sun, with tobacco shreds lingering inside, and it looked quite beautiful.
There are no more than a hundred stones like this in this straw bag.
In addition, there are some herbs that Su Ming has never seen before, and there are a lot of these herbs.
Putting the straw bag into his arms, Su Ming stood up and disappeared from inside in a flash. When he appeared, he was in front of a headless corpse in the jungle not far away.
After groping around the corpse, Su Ming frowned, stood up and disappeared again. This time he appeared in another direction, next to the witch tribe woman Ying Huan. After groping around, there was still no grass.
Bag exists.
Su Ming's eyes flashed invisibly. He stood up and walked towards the distance in the jungle. The fire ape followed him. He found the huge battle ax from somewhere and put it on his shoulder. The battle ax was very big.
It's heavy, but this fire ape is born with supernatural power, but it doesn't feel heavy.
Su Ming looked at it with a smile on his face.
"Xiaohong." Su Ming said softly.
The fire ape raised his head and rolled his eyes at Su Ming, ignoring him.
Su Ming smiled, swayed forward, and galloped away quickly. The fire ape quickly followed behind, with a look that meant he was competing. Apparently, he was still unwilling to lose to Su Ming in terms of speed.
One person and one monkey galloped all the way, and after an hour, they left the jungle and appeared on a vast plain. The grass was blown by the wind, rustling, and some wild flowers bloomed, emitting a delicate fragrance, making the place deserted.
There is beauty that no one appreciates.
"How's it going here?" Su Ming stopped, stood on the plain, and spoke slowly. His voice echoed around. The fire ape looked around, thinking that Su Ming was talking to him, so he continued
Rolled his eyes.
"Your Excellency followed all the way and sent Mo here, but he remained silent. Could it be that he wasn't ready to take action yet." Su Ming turned around and looked into the distance behind him with bright eyes.
The fire ape was stunned and immediately looked around.
But on the grass, when the wind swept the grass, a thin figure slowly emerged, walking towards Su Ming step by step, and stopped dozens of feet away from Su Ming.
This is a tall and thin man. He is wearing a black gown. He looks to be in his thirties. He has deep eyes and his hair is braided in many braids and is hanging down the back of his head.
He stared at Su Ming with a solemn expression.
Su Ming also looked at him. Their eyes were focused several dozen feet apart.
"Haidong Sect, Wu Duo!" After a while, the man raised his right hand, and a dark blue token appeared in his hand, and he threw it towards Su Ming.
The token turned into a dark blue line and headed straight for Su Ming, but Su Ming took a few steps back and let the token fall on the ground without touching it.
Seeing Su Ming's move, the pupils of the man's eyes shrank imperceptibly.
"Wu Shanbu, Mo Su." Su Ming said calmly.
"As for which sect you come from, it's not Mo's concern, but you took away my trophies. This needs to be explained to Mo." Su Ming looked at the man, whose cultivation he saw.
Even though he went there, he did not reach the point of offering sacrifices to bones. It was the same as him who had just opened the world to perfection.
But the feeling this person gave Su Ming was as if he had encountered a lone wolf and a fierce evil spirit, far more than the previous three members of the witch clan who were equivalent to sacrificing bones.
Listening to Su Ming's words, the man was silent and did not speak. He felt the same as Su Ming. He felt that the Mo Su in front of him seemed to have only achieved the Great Perfection, and he had just achieved it, but it gave him a feeling of insecurity.
The meaning behind his back, especially since this person could see that he was secretly following him, made him unwilling to act rashly.
And he understood that the Mosu in front of him could not kill those three people from the Wu Clan only because of his cultivation. As for the Wushan tribe, he had never heard of it, and he probably made it up.
"Perhaps you followed me for this reason." Su Ming spoke slowly, raised his right hand, and in the palm of his hand, a colorful crystal stone the size of a fingernail appeared.