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The second volume embarks on the path of cultivating immortals

Chapter 111 Nameless Valley Rain and ink meet ice and rain

Yumo looked at the hill in his Yuqing Kunlun fan, and his mind moved, the mountain can be reduced to about ten inches, the mountain is reduced, but the power is increased, that is, the same weight acts on an object, and the area of the force is reduced, and the pressure on this point increases, and the size of the pressure is related to the area of the mountain and the target of the attack.

Yumo is still constantly experimenting with his own Lingshan, and in the continuous experiment, Yumo found that he compressed the hill to a certain extent, and then turned the hill upside down and rushed towards the target, causing the target to suffer the most trauma.

The wind was raging in Yumo's ears, Yumo looked at the fallen tree, and found that the puppet's speed had increased a little, and Yumo's divine sense entered the Purple Mansion again, and when he connected the points in the spirit control talisman in the Purple Mansion, the puppet's speed immediately slowed down a lot.

Yumo felt that the wind was gradually getting smaller, looking at the big tree behind him, he felt that the big tree was moving backwards, Yumo closed his eyes and watched with his divine sense, it was the puppet running forward, sitting on the back of the puppet, and his back was rushing forward, because the puppet was fast, so Yumo felt that the tree was running forward.

Yumo opened his eyes and looked at the trees running ahead, isn't it true that the things that come to the sky in his eyes are like the mountains he sees are actually made of spiritual energy, and the water he sees is actually transformed by water aura, and all things in heaven and earth are just transformed by aura

Yumo's mind wandered again, looking at these big trees as if they were running in front of Yumo, isn't it running on the trees, but I'm moving, it's not Yumo moving, it's the puppet carrying Yumo moving, seeing is not necessarily believing, on the contrary, hearing is not necessarily false.

Yumo closed his eyes and listened with both ears, he could hear the whirring wind, does this sound mean that the air is moving, this is the air moving, not necessarily, this is me moving, not me moving, but the puppet is moving, not the puppet is moving, but the heart is moving.

This elaboration emerged in Yumo's head, an inexplicable thing came out of Yumo's divine consciousness, and the world seemed to be an unreal existence, which really unreal gave Yumo a hazy feeling.

The climate in the mountains is changing, Yumo sat on his back, and felt that the wind in early winter was a little biting, which made Yumo, a monk, feel a little chilly.

A dark cloud appeared in the direction of Yumo's advance, and the dark cloud slowly pressed down from the top of the mountain, giving people a sullen feeling, making Yumo a little uncomfortable, and Yumo controlled the puppet to run down the mountain.

The wind in the mountains is louder, and the wind seems to be able to blow people away, and Yumo has to pull it with his hands when he sits on his back, or he will be blown away.

I only heard the sound of "boom", as soon as it arrived, from heaven to earth, and then "click", a pine tree fell down, Yumo saw a big tree on the top of the mountain immediately started a fire, the fire was not extinguished in the rain, the fire was fluttering in the rain, as if fighting against the heavy rain.

Seeing this situation, Yumo was also a little afraid of this thunder and lightning, because his body had not yet recovered, and he didn't know if he could bear it, so he wanted to find a place to avoid it.

Control the puppet to run down the mountain, this time it is an acceleration run, in this rain like a meteor, directly to a valley, this valley is flanked by three mountains, one side is a mountain, the other side is two mountains, on one side of the mountain there is a black hole, like some animal's cave, Yumo controls the puppet to run here.

The puppet took Yumo to a ditch between the three mountains, Yumo jumped off and sat on his back, found a cave that could accommodate several people, Yumo took Xiaobai and Xiaomeng into the cave, and when Yumo entered the cave, he controlled the puppet to shrink his body, so that the puppet became about the size of a fist, and came to Yumo's in a flash

In hand, this is the method of controlling the puppet of the Soul Eater Cult Yumo.

Yumo put away the puppet and came to this cave, this cave is not very big, a lot of grass grows on the ground at the entrance of the cave, Yumo is relieved when he looks at the ground, there are no animals or monsters here for a long time, because this grass grows very well.

This cave is only about two zhang to the cave, and there is a gentle slope in front of this hole, and the valley bottom can be seen directly in the hole.

Yumo found a big stone in the cave, put it not far from the entrance of the cave, sat on the stone and watched the rain in the sky, Xiaobai and Xiaomeng ran and chased in this cave, and they were so unhappy to play, since Xiaobai came to this land, he didn't like to enter the moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges.

The wind tightened like a gust, and the heavy rain intensified its pace, as if this early winter was its last moment, and only when it fell from the sky, it would not disappear.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the coolness in the air is getting stronger, and Yumo can only use the water spiritual power to resist this coolness.

Xiaobai and Xiaomeng also lay together to keep warm, looking at the dark clouds in the sky, the rain kept falling, from afternoon to evening, Yumo took out some wild fruits picked near Lingquan a few days ago, and gave them to Xiaobai and Xiaomeng, Xiaobai was also very happy, Xiaomeng didn't like to eat fruits, looked at Yumo unhappily, Yumo touched its head, "Wait for something delicious, I must think of you, I will bake delicious food for you after this rain"

Yumo's comfort was still very useful, and the two little ones each ate a few fruits and went to sleep again.

Yumo is also in this cave, cultivating the Yuquan Immortal Cultivation Technique, the aura of water, the aura of wood, the aura of earth, and the aura of fire began to rotate at the same time, and began to absorb the aura between heaven and earth, and the aura in the body was compressed many times, and there was still a certain amount of space, so Yumo began to absorb the aura between heaven and earth again.

On this rainy night, there is no starlight in the sky, the moon in mid-air is blocked by dark clouds, and there is no trace of bright light shining into this valley, the valley is pitch black, and the rain ink is like a piece of ink and carbon falling into the coal pile, and the location of Xiaobai and Xiaomeng cannot be seen.

Yumo closed his eyes and practiced the Yuquan Immortal Cultivation Technique, when every sea of qi in his body reached saturation, Yumo carried out a final round of compression, so that the aura in the sea of qi in his body was compressed.

Yumo stopped cultivating, looking at the valley outside, it was still ink-colored, lightning from time to time, flashing and flashing, with the bright light of lightning, Yumo saw that a stream had formed in the valley, the water flow was not big, and it was still very turbulent, as if some mountains and rocks were constantly calling the stream to wash away.

By the light of lightning, watching the big trees in the valley fall from time to time, this is the power of the wind, or the power of rain and ink, it is the wind, the power of the wind.

Seeing this Yumo, he thought of the spell of the Yuqing Kunlun fan, that spiritual mountain, he can control the spiritual power in the spiritual mountain, I don't know if this wind can be controlled by himself

Yumo just put his eyes on his eyes, and began to feel the flow of the wind, slowly passing by himself, Yumo released his divine consciousness, blended with this wind, and used his divine sense to perceive this wind.

The divine consciousness fluttered in the wind, and Yumo's mind was also stirring with this divine consciousness, and slowly felt that the wind brought this divine consciousness outside the cave, and the stronger wind blew the divine consciousness away.

Yumo released a few traces of divine consciousness and merged into the air in this cave, feeling how the air flowed.

Slowly Yumo felt the constant change of the position of the divine consciousness in the wind, and felt the fluctuations of spiritual power in the wind, this spiritual power is not a kind of spiritual power, it is five, the spiritual power in the wind is mainly the spiritual power of water, followed by the spiritual power of wood, and the spiritual power of earth is also a lot, and the spiritual power of gold and fire is relatively small, and very little does not mean that there is none, and there is a little bit of it is not a lot.

Yumo felt that the wind on this rainy day was due to the water spiritual power in the water rain, from one place to another, and the position changed during the movement, and the spiritual power flowed in the air, thus producing the wind.

Yumo uses his divine sense to control the wind, and Yumo can only use his divine sense to contact a trace of spiritual power near him, and can only let the spiritual power enter the body through the body, so that the position of the spiritual power that enters the body is supplemented by the spiritual power that is farther away from the body, and in this way, the spiritual power in the air slowly moves.

Yumo knows that the wind is generated due to the flow of spiritual power, and if you want to control the wind, you have to control the spiritual power.

After a lot of hard work, Yumo has become a luxury to control the wind, the speed of the wind is too fast, and before Yumo's divine consciousness can be fused in the wind, the wind will take the divine consciousness away.

Yumo has seen Hu Meiniang control the transformed tiger, and the wind generated in the air during the tiger's march is very strong, Yumo has seen Hu Mei control the wind, and thinks that this wind can still be controlled.

But in fact, after this night's hard work, Yumo still does his own thing, and he doesn't let Yumo catch a little bit of the focus, so that Yumo can't control himself at all.

Yumo heard the sound of the tree breaking and the tree falling from time to time outside the cave, Yumo and the wind were stronger all night, and finally Yumo was convinced, so he didn't call the wind hard, Yumo thought that maybe his cultivation was not enough, and he couldn't reach a consensus with the wind at all, and he could not advance and retreat together.

It's almost dawn, and it rains all night, and Yumo's body is running with the spiritual power of fire, driving all the cold qi that invades the body out of the body, and after running the spiritual power of fire, he feels a lot more comfortable.

Seeing that the rain outside the cave had stopped, Yumo felt that the air was even colder, not that the rain had stopped, but that the rain had stopped falling, and it had turned into snow.

The snowflakes drifted in the air, and the crystal snowflakes danced in the air, like elves, flying down from the sky to the world.

The snow is falling one by one, and Yumo beckons to look at this snow again, what is the difference between this snow and last night's rain

The perception of the past let Yumo know how the rain between heaven and earth is formed, and Yumo looks at this snow, is there any difference with the rain?

Yumo stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake from the sky, as soon as the snowflake came into his hand, Yumo felt cold, and in a blink of an eye, it became a drop of water, is this rain

What you see is not necessarily true, and what you hear is not necessarily false, everything has its own rules, and what you see is not necessarily true or false.

Yumo came to the outside of the cave, looked at the rain falling in the sky, stretched out his hands upward, let his body sway with the wind in the snow, closed his eyes, and felt the arrival of the snow.

Slowly Yumo melted into the snow, and Yumo felt that he was a snowflake, and he was the drop of snow that had just melted.

I was thinking about how I came to this mortal world, and in the purple mansion of Yumo, a short picture appeared, a drop of water turned into a snowflake, and the snowflake fell from the sky, and the snowflake in the air was transformed into water vapor, and the water vapor came from the great river, so from the formation of this drop of water, I felt its life.

This is exactly a drop of water flowing in the big river, the sun comes out and shines on the mountain of the big river, the water vapor slowly rises into the air, and meets the cold air in the air, and the water aura in the air condenses into Xiaoice crystals, and the Xiaoice crystals fall together to form this snowflake.

Yumo looked at the snow and felt the aura of water in this snowy day, this is water, this is not snow, this is water, yes this is the aura of water.

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