The enemy soldiers who were firing indiscriminately at the front suddenly found that the gunfire on the opposite side was gradually subsiding, and they couldn't help but be happy.

Cautiously approached, and when he reached the edge of the cliff, he looked at the black abyss outside the cliff, and was a little overwhelmed and stunned.

"Beat Hong Ying and them all to death?"

Seeing that the exchange of fire had stopped in front of them, and there was no longer any gunfire in the bushes, the three fat men looked at each other in surprise.

"Why the hell are you sitting here stunned? Hurry up and find out Hong Ying's corpse!"

The thin man shouted at the crowd in front of him.

The crowd in front of them looked dazed.

There is not even a single hair on Hong Ying's body here, where did the corpse come from?

One of them had the courage to shout, "Hong Ying, they all ran away!"

"Ran away?"

The three of them were shocked.

The fat man shouted, "Then why the hell are you still standing, why don't you chase me quickly?"

"I can't chase it!"

"You can't chase anything, what a fucking piece of shit!"

The thin man raised his gun and pointed it at the man who spoke.

"Really, come and see!"

When the man saw the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, he was so panicked that he almost cried.

I have nothing to do with my sense of existence, this is really a disaster from the mouth!

"Get out of the way!"

Looking at the crowded crowd in front of him, the fat man frowned.

The crowd immediately split up a passage to the edge of the cliff.

"It's a bunch of shit, this can make people escape!"

The three of them walked over scolding.

When they came to the edge of the cliff and looked at the river with white light at the bottom of the cliff, the three of them were so angry that they couldn't speak.

The people of this Wu Bang are all crazy!

Such a high cliff Hong Ying dared to lead people to jump, and he was not afraid of falling to death.

There's a river down here, and there's a good chance they won't die.

How can this be chased!

Who would dare to chase it?

"What the hell!"

The fat man was so angry that he tore off his hat and threw it into the cliff hard, and the hat was instantly swallowed by darkness.

The thin man let out a long roar, raised the submachine gun in his hand, and fired wildly at the bottom of the abyss.

Sudden ......

In the darkness of the night, the submachine gun sprayed fiery snakes, sending the vines sticking out of front of the cliff into the air.

The people gathered on the edge of the cliff looked at the thin man who had fallen into a state of rampage in horror, and took half a step back in unison.

The tall man stood to the side, his chest heaving, and he could see that he was trying to hold back the anger in his heart.

I don't know how long it took.

The thin man finally finished the bullet of the submachine gun, he roared, threw the gun in his hand to the ground hard, and sat down on the ground in a daze.

Looking at the three people who were in a rage, everyone didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of touching the mold.

"It's a pity!"

Master Yu, who was not far away, looked at the abyss outside the cliff in front of him, shook his head and sighed.

I just don't know what he's sorry for!

Ah Nan, whose upper body was wrapped in gauze, stood beside him, looking at the darkness above the cliff with a complicated expression, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he was a little worried.

Along the way, when he saw the tragic battle situation, he knew that Hong Ying would not die in the hands of this group of wastes, and even faintly admired Hong Ying!

I don't know if he will survive this time!

"Wu Bang Hongying, don't die like this!"

Ah Nan touched the position of the shot that was still oozing blood slightly, felt the pain caused by the warhead that had not yet been taken out inside, and secretly remembered Hong Ying's name, and had a faint premonition in his heart that they would meet again.

"Let's go!"

Master Yu retracted his gaze and said to Ah Nan beside him.

Seeing that the battle was over, he just wanted to quickly take Ah Nan back for surgery.

After some examination just now, the military doctor found that the warhead was stuck under Ah Nan's shoulder blade and needed surgery to remove it, so he only cleaned the wound with alcohol, put on some Yunnan Baiyao to stop bleeding, and made a simple bandage.

"Hmm!"

Master Yu took Ah Nan and the others and turned around and disappeared into the night.

The dense forest brings not only darkness, but also the fear that comes from the depths of the heart, especially the forest that has just finished fighting!

"Gott~"

Yan Lin, who had been hiding far behind, stumbled out of the forest, and once again couldn't help but hold on to a tree and vomit, he felt that the gastric juice and bile were about to vomit, and his mouth was full of sour and disgusting taste.

He lost count of how many times he threw up along the way!

He's vomited so much that his stomach is numb!

He walked thrilling and frightened along the way.

Seeing blood everywhere in the grass and corpses everywhere in the forest, especially the corpses that were staring at each other with wide eyes in horror and red and white things still flowing from the bullet holes in their foreheads, made him so frightened that he wanted to run away.

He felt like he was fed up!

Countless times I wanted to give up and run down the mountain, but the anger and unwillingness in my heart have been forcibly supporting him.

What's more, after seeing the terrifying picture of corpses all over the field, he also lost the courage to go back alone, and staying away from the crowd only made him feel more scared!

After coughing dryly and spitting out a trace of sour water, he looked up and saw a crowd of people standing quietly in a crushed bush in the distance, and he was overjoyed and ran quickly.

Seeing that everyone stopped in place, he couldn't help but ask, "Why did you stop? Why don't you hurry up and continue chasing Hong Ying?"

"Chase Nima!"

The thin man sitting on the ground stood up and raised his hand to slap Yan Lin who came over.

Syllable!

A resounding slap echoed in the silent night sky.

Yan Lin covered his face with his hands, looked at the thin man incredulously, and said angrily, "Why the hell do you dare to beat me?"

"I have the heart to kill you, what's wrong with beating you?"

The thin man slapped Yan Lin again.

Syllable!

Yan Lin, who was still in a daze, suddenly felt that his eyes were full of stars, and his body was a little unstable.

"Grass!"

Yan Lin, who reacted, was ruthless, raised his hand and clenched his fist and smashed it into the thin man's face.

"How dare you fight back?"

The thin man reached out and grabbed Yan Lin's fist, and bent down with a hideous face.

Yan Lin felt as if his fist was being shackled by an iron shackle, and then his wrist felt a heart-piercing pain.

"Let you fight back!"

The thin man was puzzled by hatred, and while scolding, he raised his leg and kicked Yan Lin's stomach.

Touch!

Yan Lin felt his internal organs churn for a while, and tears flowed out of his eyes!

Remorse!

I actually swelled up and forgot the strength of these three people.

The pain in his hand made his whole body curl up weakly in the direction of his fist being held by the thin man, and he couldn't help but beg for mercy loudly: "I know it's wrong, let me go!"

The thin man directly ignored Yan Lin's plea for mercy, clenched his fist, raised his leg to Yan Lin's stomach, and kicked it hard.

Touch!

Yan Lin felt numb where he was kicked, and his whole person trembled in pain.

"Almost!"

"Alright, kick him again!"

Seeing that the thin man wanted to continue kicking, the tall man and the fat man hurriedly stepped forward to stop them and separated the thin man and Yan Lin.

The thin man who was stopped by the two of them said angrily: "Damn, you two don't pull me, what the hell...... Grass! Lao Tzu has long seen that he is not pleasing to the eye, let me kick him to death! If it weren't for him, would we have suffered such a heavy loss? Wouldn't it be over with a bazooka earlier, but now it's okay, let Hong Ying run away!"

After being let go by the thin man, Yan Lin, who was lying on the ground panting in pain, was shocked when he heard the thin man's words, and he didn't care about the pain, he raised his head and asked urgently: "Hong Ying ran away, where did he run?"

"Where did you go?"

The thin man pointed to the outside of the cliff and said hatefully: "He ran here, aren't you capable?

Yan Lin followed the direction pointed by the thin man, only to find that he was on the edge of the cliff, so frightened that he hurriedly moved back, and forced a smile: "You are laughing, how can you chase this!"

The thin man snorted coldly, turned his head angrily and walked back.

"Go and explain this to our general yourself tonight!"

The fat man stared at Yan Lin coldly, and turned to leave after speaking.

The tall man glanced at Yan Lin coldly and left without saying a word.

Seeing this, the subordinates belonging to the three hurriedly followed.

Feeling the number of people following them, the three of them wanted to cry without tears.

After running all night, I didn't catch any hair, and I lost a lot!

It's really a recipe for stealing chickens!

Now I can only hope that Hong Ying's goods really jumped off the cliff and fell to his death, otherwise there is no way to explain this time!

As the three thin men left with their respective men, there were less than thirty people left on the scene, and these people looked at the Yanlin on the ground with disdain.

I don't know what kind of wind the general smoked, and he actually let this kind of straw bag lead the team, which is really fucking dead!

Yan Lin looked at the three people who left, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, rubbed his wrist that was about to be broken, and stood up with difficulty.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the outside of the cliff, it was pitch black, bottomless, like a giant beast in the wilderness, exuding a terrifying abyss, his face was unpredictable, and he didn't know what he was thinking!

......

The night is bright and the stars are scarce, and the sound is silent.

Chen Song, as always, cultivated in the back mountain.

Sitting cross-legged on a stone under a big tree, holding the meridian buckle with both hands, closing his eyes slightly, relaxing with his whole body, transporting the Zhongyuan Jiuhai Inner Gong Method, calmly entering the meditation, his tongue against the upper jaw, and his mouth was full of jin and swallowed slowly.

The whole person seems to be in a wonderful state of not thinking, not looking, not listening, and not moving!

Concentrate the mind into the air pocket, slowly regulate the breath into the fine, lead the short order long, and the day after tomorrow breathe the first weather point, the god returns to the body in the qi self-return, and the life particles in the weather continue to enter the body with the breath, and turn into vitality in the sea of qi to fill the sea of qi.

With the re-expansion of the meridians in the body after repair, the speed and quality of absorption and transformation made Chen Song feel more and more the extraordinaryness of this set of internal strength and mental methods taught by the old man.

For thousands of years, each sect and sect has its own cultivation system of internal strength and mental method, but the secret of internal strength and mental method is rarely recorded in writing, and it is basically passed on by word of mouth or directly assisted by strong martial artists to find the sense of qi for cultivation, because the things that form words can never express the practitioner's physical and mental feelings and unique physical and mental experiences.

These feelings and experiences are the laws of change in the posture of internal qi caused by the introverted use of consciousness, so the weapons and martial arts moves matched by different internal strength methods are also different.

Just like a cultivated martial artist who uses a sword, let him use a sword, he can also use it, but he can't give full play to the strength of the sword, and even use the sword as a knife in the end, because the power that he has cultivated is completely complementary to the sword, let him switch to the sword, there is no doubt that the force will be dispersed, lost or paused, and the moves will also limit his movements to be unsmooth, resulting in the often said not to be used to it!

What surprised Chen Song was that this Zhongyuan Jiuhai Inner Martial Arts seemed to have no fixed martial arts moves, and when he asked the old man, the old man smiled and said nothing, only giving himself a look that he had experienced.

To put it bluntly, the inner strength of the mind is how people accumulate energy and how to use it.

The main thing to be cultivated is the physical and mental tempering of the divine will and qi form, which is not carried out casually, but through the internal strength of the mind to adjust the body and mind, so that the mental state, the state of consciousness, as well as the physiological state and body movements from the state of distraction and fragmentation into the state of tranquility in the heart, concentration on one side, qi all over the body, loose and slow, that is, when performing the exercises, the divine can control the qi.

This is a long process of physical and mental cultivation, which needs to be constantly revised, modified, and repaired to the physical and mental state that does not meet the requirements of accumulation, transportation and force, and cultivate, cultivate, and breed the corresponding physical and mental state.

Therefore, no matter what kind of internal strength and mental method, the prerequisite for cultivation is physical and mental adjustment, and it is also the key to avoid the sudden interruption of qi in cultivation and the chaotic flow of vitality.

As long as there is a trace of vitality beating in the body, the vitality of the whole body will automatically converge, and the qi will not stagnate all over the body, reaching the point of doing whatever you want.

This characteristic was later discovered by Chen Song when he recalled that when Wu Shuang injected Yuan Qi into his own Qi Sea to heal his injuries, he attracted the trace of Yuan Qi hidden in his flesh and blood to gather Qi Sea.

Because each person's own Yuan Qi is an independent body, before it is refined, it can only guide and control the Yuan Qi that belongs to its own characteristics, and cannot interfere with others, even if it belongs to the mutual transmission of Yuan Qi, it is the same when it is not refined.

And his and Wu Shuang's internal strength and mental method are different, although the vitality of all things in this world is almost the same, but under the cultivation of many years and months, it is inevitable that there will be their own consciousness attached to it, causing subtle differences.

It stands to reason that at that time, without his own traction, even if there was a large amount of vitality in his body, it was in a state of dead silence, Wu Shuang could only guide the part of his own vitality that belonged to him in his body, but he was able to hide himself in his flesh and blood, and the weak to almost no vitality was drawn to the sea of qi, which shows that the vitality cultivated by the Zhongyuan Jiuhai Inner Gong Mental Method has a passive effect.

As for the diametrically opposed to others in his body, he will be in a passive vitality, whether it is good or bad, Chen Song has not figured it out now!