In the sky of Yuncheng, Shen Cong stood in the air with his eyes slightly closed, feeling the power of the surrounding wind whistling in his ears.
The accumulation of understanding in the past three years has brought his understanding to a stronger level. Just returning from Qingzhou City, the power of the wind passed by him, making Shen Cong suddenly realize something.
The wind is pervasive, and this strange form has unprecedented beauty. Masters in the True Martial Realm can already heal their injured bodies quickly.
Can you create a technique that can instantly turn your body into a ball of blood mist, like the wind, reducing the molecules of your body to the smallest possible level?
In this way, when facing an enemy, you can instantly disperse your body to avoid the opponent's attack, and you can also pretend to be dead to achieve a surprise attack effect.
And when entering the formation, he can also enter it without destroying the formation and not being discovered by the opponent.
Because under normal circumstances, if you want to enter the formation, you either have to unlock the true method or break the formation.
There are many benefits. Shen Cong's powerful understanding is constantly deduced in his mind, and he simulates and infers the route through continuous differentiation and control of his own blood.
The spiritual energy can directly disperse the physical body, and the internal energy and mental methods can quickly heal the physical body. However, the problem is that at the same time, the physical body has been turned into a mass of blood mist, and the meridians are gone. At this time, the internal energy and mental methods are also impossible. Continue running again.
If you can't run the inner strength and mental method, you can't heal the physical body, which is equivalent to death. A closed loop must be completed to achieve all this.
And after dividing the physical body, how to control these blood and energy to run according to one's own will?
If you can't control it and just let it float in the wind, what's the point? All these problems must be solved.
Shen Cong suddenly thought of a question at this time.
"I used to be able to attach my mental power to the attack, and use this to guide the direction of the attack. If I attached my mental power to the blood, and there is naturally differentiated aura in the blood, they would provide power to the blood particles. Spirit. Use force as a guide, control them to move forward and backward, and then layout them to form my human body. The moment the layout of the human body is formed, the meridians will appear. At that time, let the spiritual energy run according to the route of the swallowing magic skill. Once the inner strength and mental method are run, , the physical body will be condensed and repaired, and I will regain my physical body." Sure enough, with a high level of martial arts understanding, all problems can be easily solved.
Shen Cong was overjoyed and started experimenting immediately. He first divided one of his fingers. Since the blood in it was not destroyed, he did not feel any pain.
Then by attaching mental power to it and stimulating the spiritual energy in the blood particles to control the direction, a bright red blood mist can be seen with the naked eye, moving forward according to one's own will.
Later, when the blood mist came close to Shen Cong's body, and then used the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique, the physical body was easily fused, and the little finger was intact again.
"It's done!" Shen raised the corner of his mouth, but he did not directly catalyze his entire body to carry out this step.
You have to be steady in your work. If you drop a finger, it may not take much effort to fix it, but if the whole body is scattered, it is not sure that it can be repaired in an instant.
So it still takes a little bit of time. The next step is to divide a hand, an arm, limbs... until the entire body is catalyzed and completed. Only then can Shen Cong truly understand the deduction of this technique.
"Woohoo~!" After learning the new technique, Shen Cong turned into a piece of blood mist in the sky, sometimes taking the shape of a bird, sometimes taking the shape of a fish, and shuttled through the entire clouds. This feeling was so refreshing. , making people feel happy.
It has completely transcended the boundaries of low-level martial arts and reached an unprecedented level. At this moment, Shen Cong could even say that he was almost the same as the god in his previous life.
After a few moments of simple amusement he began to regain his composure.
"This technique allows me to move freely through the air like the wind. What do you call it? Bloody flash? It seems a bit too vulgar, the teleportation technique? But it is not a teleportation technique in the true sense. The speed and There is not much difference in the speed when my body is intact. Hmm... Now, let's call it Wind Spirit Technique. This has transcended the level of simple skills and should be regarded as a kind of technique. "Warriors use multiple techniques in combination, which are called techniques. Through the connection and integration of several techniques, they can achieve extraordinary effects in martial arts.
Techniques are stronger than ordinary techniques, but are also more complex to use. Just like the health-preserving technique used by Wu Yingxu and his wife, it is actually a technique that is finally formed through the fusion of some special internal skills and formation techniques.
After briefly trying the wind spirit technique, Shen Cong started to get down to business. He punched open the space barrier and came directly to the world of divine martial arts.
After not coming for three years, it's time to come back and take a look at his assets in the Shenwu world. He went directly to his residence in Tianshui City.
As soon as I arrived, I saw a little girl at the door, peeing and playing with mud. Shen Cong recognized the other party's identity directly from her appearance. She looked very similar to Huang Feihong, with a higher hairline on her forehead.
Therefore, there is no doubt that she is Huang Feihong's daughter.
"Little sister, why are you here alone?" Shen Cong asked with a smile. The little girl just raised her head and glanced at him, then continued to lower her head to play with the mud.
Shen Cong was a little dumbfounded. He was ignored by a child. At this time, a voice came from the yard.
"Huang Xiaoya, are you playing with the mud outside again? Come back here quickly. If your mother sees it, you will have to be punished again." Following the voice, a greasy man came out, and it was no one else. , it is Huang Feihong.
The moment he saw Shen Cong, he was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.
"Oh, brother An Lan, I can't wait until you come back. At first you said you would go back to your hometown to do some things, but it has been three years since you left. There is not even a message. I thought something bad happened to you? I originally wanted to go find you. You, but I don’t know where your hometown is. Today, I can see your figure." Shen Cong smiled and said: "Thank you for your trouble, Brother Huang, my family's affairs are quite difficult, so I haven't seen you in the past three years. Come time."
"There's no big problem in my hometown, right? Do you need my help, brother? If you need it, just ask."
"Everything has been taken care of."
"That's good. Come on, come in and have a cup of tea." He held Shen Cong's arm with one hand and Huang Xiaoya's ear with the other, carried her into the yard and kicked her on the butt.
"Why don't you wash your hands quickly? Why didn't you yell loudly when I saw your uncle An Lan?" Huang Xiaoya snorted angrily and ran into the kitchen. Huang Feihong smiled sheepishly and said: "Brother An Lan, you are so stupid Don’t mind it, this damn girl is spoiled by her mother.”
"It doesn't matter, children are ignorant, it will be fine when they grow up."
"I made you laugh. Come on, come on. I just bought the good spiritual tea yesterday. You are really in luck today." Huang Feihong made Shen Cong a cup of tea. Shen Cong took a sip and nodded in praise: " This spiritual tea is really good. It is rich in spiritual energy. One sip can greatly increase the spiritual energy in a warrior's body, and it can also calm and focus the mind. It should be of great benefit to practice."
"Hey, you know the goods. This thing is not cheap. If your brother An Lan came over, if it were someone else coming over, I would never be able to make this kind of tea for him."
"Brother Huang was good to me, An Lan will remember it in his heart."
"Speaking of this, you really have to thank me. In the three years since you left, our spiritual field business in Tianshui City has doubled several times. If I hadn't watched you again and again, your two acres of spiritual grass would have been destroyed long ago. It has already been scooped up completely by others."
"Oh? How did the Lingtian business suddenly become so good?"
"Forget it, aren't we affiliated with the Mingshen Sect? We recently started a fight with Qiuye Valley. The two sides fought fiercely, and all the major places under the sect also joined the battlefield. Doesn't this battle require the consumption of pills? So accordingly Yes, the business in the spiritual field has naturally improved. Now the spiritual grass in your two acres of spiritual field is more than three hundred years old. How many people are staring at your things? "
"I see, thank you, Brother Huang." Shen Cong took out a few bottles of elixirs from his sleeves and put them on the table.
"Brother An Lan, what are you...?"
"I told Brother Huang before that you help me take care of my spiritual field. I will give you some more pills later, and this is the final payment."
"No need. It was given once last time. I only go there occasionally to take a look. The most important thing is to use the defensive formation to prevent others from stealing it. I just patrolled it and didn't use much effort. The elixir from last time was enough. ”
"This won't work. I'll make someone stick to his word. Every spit and nail. Now that I've made a promise, I won't break my promise again."
"Yes, if you insist on saying that, I won't be polite to you. If you have any difficulties in the future, feel free to tell me and I will help you do it." Shen Cong nodded and talked to Huang Feihong about the level of the technique.
"Brother Huang, I have heard before that there are god-level techniques above the heavenly level. Is there any higher level above the god-level?"
"Of course, those above the divine level can already be called the holy level. It is said that the skills at that level are so superb that they have already transcended the scope of ordinary warriors. Their power is even comparable to some of the power of nature. As for If it goes higher up, it is beyond my ability to understand, because my strength is only that of a third-level warrior, and Tianshui City is only a small place, so what I can understand is limited. However, even if it is a holy level, It is not something that people of our level can touch. Basically, only those high-level people and geniuses within the sect have the opportunity to come into contact with it. Because once a skill of that level is practiced, it can even make people have Opportunity to break through to the Tianxuan realm. It is precisely because of this that skills of this level are very rare. You know, the strong people will definitely not be willing to hand all these skills into the hands of ordinary people, in case they cultivate other skills. Wouldn't the strong ones share their resources? Just like some businesses, they have been monopolized by them." Of course Shen Cong understood this truth. In his previous life, those capitalists liked monopoly very much. Only monopoly can Benefits are concentrated in the hands of a few.
At present, it seems that among all his methods, the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique can be regarded as a holy one.
After all, the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique was originally a god-level skill. Later, he integrated several techniques into it and constantly made up for his own shortcomings and shortcomings. The level must be improved by one level.
Dragon Fist should be relatively close to this level, but it is a little bit behind. Even if it does not reach the holy level, it can still be regarded as the peak of the divine level, half a step of the holy level.
Because Wushuang Divine Fist, Jiuxuan Sword Qi, Taixu Dahe Jin, etc. are all divine levels, and Dragon Fist is to surpass them, so naturally it cannot be calculated by ordinary divine levels.
Not to mention the wind spirit technique, it must have reached the holy level, and may even have reached a higher level.
From this point of view, I actually already have a lot of good things that others can only hope to achieve.
But now, almost no one knows that he is so powerful. Then no one will come to trouble you.
If you continue to fight steadily, you will feel at ease when you can reach the level of a great emperor and reveal your identity.
Perfect. Not long after, the Huang family's sister-in-law came back, and there were female relatives present. Shen Cong was embarrassed to stay any longer to make light bulbs, so he said goodbye: "Brother Huang, I'm going to see my spiritual field first. Let's talk some other time." "
"No problem, go ahead." Huang Feihong handed back the unlocking token of the defensive formation to Shen Cong. Shen Cong got the token and turned around to leave.
Before he could get even a few steps away, Huang Feihong suddenly jumped out from behind.
"Brother Huang... what are you doing?" Shen Cong was quite confused, while Huang Feihong waved her hands nervously and said, "Stop talking and run away. I'll go with you to see your spiritual field." Shen Cong. When Cong Zheng was confused, a scream suddenly came from the small courtyard.
"Huang Xiaoya, why did you use all my rouge and gouache to mix with mud? Huang Feihong, look at your daughter." At this moment, Shen Cong finally understood why he ran out with his back feet just as he walked away with his front feet?
Feelings want to come out and take refuge. It seems that every family has sutras that are difficult to recite. The two quickly arrived at the spiritual field in the south of the city.
The director of this spiritual garden has been replaced by a new person, a fat man in his forties named Chen Yi.
When he saw Shen Cong, he had no reaction, but when he saw Huang Feihong, the expression on his face suddenly became a little unnatural.
But soon, he stepped forward and said with a smile: "Brother Huang, why are you free to come here today?"
