When the invisible rope that continuously rolled up the surrounding air hit the wall, the rope itself had expanded to the thickness of a subway car, and the ferocious air flow carried by the resonant rhythm directly destroyed half of the training room.
The masonry and sawdust generated in the violent explosion formed a dense barrage. Judging from the body shapes of the four work-study students, it was absolutely impossible for them to use their steps to dodge and escape.
Because the largest gap in the wood and stone barrage is only the size of a coin, I am afraid that only Princess Thumbelina has enough space to dance.
At the same time, the ferocious airflow that penetrated the three walls retreated, and a U-shaped bend blocked the four people's retreat.
There is a barrage in front, an air wall behind, and the tight circle is tightened inward. As long as one victory is met, the four work-study students can be turned into pancakes like a braised beef tendon pizza.
The four workers and students clasped their hands together and refused to retreat. Layers of greasy black light appeared around the four of them.
The masonry and sawdust that exploded were embedded in the thick black oil and lost their kinetic energy.
The air wall attacking from behind seemed to have hit a huge lump of konjac jelly, sliding to the side involuntarily with a smooth sound, blasting the other wall into pieces.
Fortunately, the underground training room of the Dongguo Ancient Boxing Department had a special structure. After Liang De stopped, the training room quickly returned to its original state. The construction waste on the ground turned into little silver light and blended into the re-erected walls, leaving no trace.
The situation was calm and the crisis dissipated. The souls of the four work-study students emerged from their brows and began to swing left and right in circles along the wall. They were still muttering something like "Mu Shenjun showed his power", and there was a look on their dull faces. There is a somewhat gloomy and pious look, which makes people feel scared.
Liang De waved away the tail of the air rope in his hand and said:
"Ruojiruobu, oil refining Mian Gang...Senior brother, I didn't expect Brother Gui, in addition to Sakurajima Ichiko's spirit-spelling technique, to be able to use the wild Taoist priest's fuluan and shackles.
"If you are so knowledgeable, why should you be a social worker? Why don't you become a folklorist?"
"There's nothing he can't do."
Sun Xunqiao crossed his arms, looked at the four work-study students who were taking the test, and said helplessly:
"After Lao Mu left that day, the four work-study students woke up and prayed here and there. In addition to eating, drinking and sleeping, they just chanted mantras and circled in the training room. The faster they chanted, the more spiritual they became.
"At first, the magical powers they invited were not as good as their own martial arts. After worshiping the Wood God Lord for dozens of times, they became what they are now.
"According to this situation, we don't need to teach them. Let them worship for a few days and nights before they can go out and sweep the upperclassmen. It is very convenient.
"If someone fails the test, there is no need to use martial arts to disable the person. Lao Mu will just not show his spirit in the future.
"He still has a lot of clever ideas."
"No, Brother Gui's plan is not that simple.
"If he is the god and the work-study students are the maidens, why would he need to take out the souls of these four people and hang them outside."
Liang De condensed the martial artist's spiritual sense into a thread and probed into the red sandalwood color in front of the four-person seal hall. After a while, he had some clarity in his eyes.
Mu Yigui is an expert in the transformation of the soul, and the handwriting he left on Gongdusi was very clever, so Sun Xunqiao failed to see the key point.
Mr. Liang's martial arts Yuanshen is not very experienced. In terms of strength, it is not as good as Sun Xunqiao, but he has strong hands-on skills. He likes to play with Yuanshen disassembly and assembly when he has nothing to do. There are a lot of fancy things to do, so he can generally understand it. Understand the idea of wood art regulations.
The initial structure did refer to the technique of Fu Luan Ji Ji, but this Wood God Lord did not possess and possess magical powers like other ghosts and gods, but chose a path of dedication.
He continuously supplied the power of his soul and refined Wai Gang to the four jade boys. Not only did he not charge for any incense sacrifices or blood essence, but he also helped them record the usage of two superior martial arts for free.
The reason why the selfless dedication Mu Shenjun suspended the souls of the four work-study students outside their bodies was to prevent their souls from overly participating in the ceremony of supporting the gods and invoking the gods, so as not to disturb their spiritual consciousness and damage their future.
The gloomy atmosphere of the Fuqi scene was influenced by the initial structure. The wooden art rules were used as they were, but the input and output methods behind the scenes were slightly changed, and the performance style in front of the stage was not adjusted.
If that's all it is, this might not be a bad thing.
The problem is that the system set up by the wood art regulations is not only an exploitative system that squeezes believers, nor is it a mutually beneficial symbiotic system, but a one-way public welfare system.
Buddha only cut meat to feed eagles and feed tigers with his own body. Mu Shenjun directly dismantled his martial arts soul and Wai Gang and gave them to his disciples as supplements without any conditions or asking for anything in return.
Liang De's spiritual awareness explored again, penetrated into the depths of the world, and "saw" the transmission lines between humans and gods created through the fuji ritual.
... With such a poor transmission efficiency, the blood that Brother Gui had transfused was reduced by half before it was halfway through. According to this suction method, would he risk his entire soul to lose it?
This is not how God loves the world, right?
Brother Gui, you don't want to be content with anything anymore, you just charge towards the finish line where you will die.
Liang De pulled out a breath of "Mu Shenjun" from between Yin and Yang, held it in his hand, and said to Sun Xunqiao:
"Senior brother, there's nothing wrong with the four of them. Just watch here and I'll go talk to Brother Gui."
Sun Xunqiao wondered: "Why are you going to see him if you have nothing to do? He is still pretending to date dozens of beautiful girls every day. Didn't you expose his boast in the past?"
Liang De shook his head and said: "If you break it, just break it. If he keeps doing this, I'm afraid he will be exploited."
"What do you mean?"
"I took away the Yangyuan chicken soup stewed in the kitchen. I'll talk to you when I get back."
"Damn it, I've put dozens of Qi Condensing Talisman on it, and your nose is sharper than a dog's!"
After taking away the chicken soup, Liang Dezong summoned his martial arts soul and turned into a gray-black stream of light, speeding away along with the breath of Mu Yigui.
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In the third ring road of the Global Elite Sports Center, the sixth branch affiliated to the school hospital.
Mu Yiqi's hair was gray and his face was covered with sweat. He leaned sluggishly on the seat in the waiting area.
Behind the reception desk, a pretty girl wearing a nurse's uniform was enthusiastically introducing the patients. Her eyes were sparkling and full of energy.
Liang De walked to Mu Yigui and sat down, handing him the thermos cup containing Yangyuan chicken soup.
"No, Ade, you can keep it for yourself. I won't live long, so don't waste it."
"Brother Gui, there may not be any way to survive."
Mu Yigui smiled: "Continue to live on your knees?"
Liang De remained silent.
"Forget it, I have lived enough. Let me show you how much energy I have used these days."
Mu Yiqi took out a large pile of documents with "The First Idol Training Camp of the Comeback Plan" printed on the cover, and handed it to Liang De with trembling hands.
Liang De took it and took a look, only to see a photo of a cute girl on the first page of each document, and below the photo was their occupation.
"Doctors, nurses, teachers, actors, lawyers, tennis players, swordsmen, bodyguards, investigators..."
"Brother Gui, what are you doing?"
