Xu Xiangbei couldn't help but murmur: "The people of the Heroic Soul Pavilion, why do they wade into troubled waters?"

Xu Xiangbei scratched his head, sat on the bench, took out the barley noodles and chewed them, he had eaten the prison meal for so long, and now he could eat this hot food, and he felt indescribably cool for a while.

The Icelandic mountain man took the wine glass in Xu Xiangbei's hand, took a sip of sake to himself, and said with a cold smile: "Heroic Soul Pavilion, although I don't know why they came forward, but the people in Heroic Soul Pavilion don't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles, they are all people who can't afford to be profitable, don't think how benevolent they are." ”

Xu Xiangbei's eyes flashed with a fierce light that was difficult for ordinary people to detect, he had been on this continent for so long, and most of them had heard positive rumors, and it was the first time he had heard that someone had spread negative news about the Heroic Soul Pavilion.

As a pillar of the South Heaven on the continent, a moral benchmark, the Heroic Soul Pavilion is the real chief power officer on the Feizhou Continent, and its pavilion master is an invincible powerhouse in the world, known as the Chosen Son.

Occasionally, in the event of a famine, drought or flood, someone from the Heroic Soul Pavilion would come forward to provide relief to the people, just like the last time the Tuba Empire and the Hussar Plain had a battle, they quickly intervened as peacemakers, persuaded peace, and the two kingdoms immediately withdrew their troops.

In the eyes of the people of the mainland, the Heroic Soul Pavilion is simply a moral court and a messenger of justice.

Hearing someone say bad things about it, Xu Xiangbei felt fresh, pulled the Icelandic mountain man, and asked very meaningfully: "What is the reason why you look down on the Heroic Soul Pavilion so much?"

The Icelandic mountain man spread his hands: "I can't say the specific things, but my master told me." ”

Xu Xiangbei almost got stuck in his throat with a mouthful of noodles, coughing all the time, this old guy just said so righteous and awe-inspiring, righteous indignation, feelings are just the same as people?

Xu Xiangbei was too lazy to follow him to delay time on this topic, no matter what the reason, it didn't matter anyway, it was important that he escaped.

Pulling the Icelandic mountain man, Xu Xiangbei asked, "You said before that you knew where Natasha was trapped, but now, you can say it." ”

"No, you can't!"

The Icelandic mountain people refused without thinking.

Xu Xiangbei immediately became furious, stood up and pointed to the Icelandic mountain and said: "You are definitely not so unkind in the prison cell, you said that I came out with you, and you told me, you are so old, how can you lose your trust with your juniors?"

The Icelandic mountain people ate noodles with relish, drank silently, and said, "If I told you, what would you do next?"

"Naturally, I'm going to save people. Xu Xiangbei said in his heart, this will be thought about with his knees.

The Icelandic mountain man looked at Xu Xiangbei and spread his hand: "That's why I won't tell you." ”

Without waiting for Xu Xiangbei to speak, the Icelandic mountain man continued: "I can only tell you that Natasha in Perth is now well placed, at least much safer than being with you. ”

Seeing Xu Xiangbei's face blushing and gritting his teeth, the Icelandic mountain man raised his voice and said: "Don't think you think you are great now, even if you take out all your means, you can fight against a low-level war ghost of this level, this level is simply not worth it, don't blame me for underestimating you." ”

Xu Xiangbei took a deep breath, and he wanted to kill someone in his heart, but his fist clenched and released, because after getting along with the Icelandic mountain people, he understood that the other party was not exaggerating.

Not long ago, when he was in Mangyu Mountain, Xu Xiangbei used his wisdom to kill the forest monster beasts in the realm of war ghosts, but at that time, it was because the forest monster beasts were continuously wheeled by Yan'er and countless local masters, and he took advantage of his illness to ask for his life, which was a big fluke.

Moreover, to a large extent, he also relied on the mysteriousness and subtlety of the internal strength of the heart, if it were not for the Arhat against the Qiankun internal strength, he would have died as early as the original Mangyu Mountain Baili escape war.

After that, I comprehended the true combat power of the war ghost, and I clearly felt the horror of this realm, I used to be able to fight across the ranks from time to time, but now, I can't do it.

Because of the war ghost and the war saint, there is no difference between cloud and mud at all.

"Do you want to take a shortcut to reach the realm of war ghosts?" asked the Icelandic mountain man suddenly.

Xu Xiangbei smacked him with a stupid look, the realm of war ghosts is out of reach, who doesn't want to take a shortcut? However, to achieve that kind of realm, let alone a shortcut, talent and sweat are not enough, and even some blessings are needed.

Maybe Xu Xiangbei can use a reed to quickly expand the strength of internal interest growth, but that is against the way of heaven, and if he absorbs too much internal interest, there will be a danger of backlash, and that will also lead to a lack of solid basic skills.

Seeing Xu Xiangbei's distressed face, the Icelandic mountain man smiled mysteriously: "In the horse king Wan of the Hussar Plains Wild Horse City, there is a precious treasure, as long as you can get it, it can prompt you to reach the level of war ghosts as quickly as possible, and even war dragons, war emperors." ”

Xu Xiangbei's blood was agitated, what kind of strange treasure is so powerful, it can make people grow rapidly? If they have that kind of strange treasure, then don't they fight dragons all over the ground, and there are as many war emperors as dogs?

Seeing that Xu Xiangbei was suspicious of this, the Icelandic mountain man spread his hand and said: "I didn't lie to you, I want to rescue Perth Natasha as quickly as possible, you can probably only take this road, follow me to Mawangyuan to try." ”

"Are you saying that the two of us are going to be thieves?" Thinking of sneaking into the Ouchi Palace to steal strange treasures, Xu Xiangbei was itching, and his years of adventure made him extremely interested in this kind of thief.

"But. The Icelandic mountain man said indifferently, "If you want to enter the Mawangyuan to steal that treasure, it is by no means a simple and easy task, you also need a skill." ”

The Icelandic mountain man mysteriously raised an index finger, and then sat there without opening his mouth to speak, deliberately hanging his appetite.

Xu Xiangbei is very angry, where did this old guy come from, he actually played this hand with himself, don't let me catch you in the future, and I will also entertain you when the time comes.

The Icelandic mountain people pretended to be mysterious, Xu Xiangbei had no choice, and finally asked helplessly: "Senior, kneel and beg you to tell me, okay?"

The Icelandic mountain man slowly lowered his glass and smiled: "Hidden breath."

"Hidden breath?" Xu Xiangbei was a little inexplicable.

The Icelandic mountain man nodded and said: "Everyone has their own unique aura, under normal circumstances, a person with a high martial arts realm, his aura concentration is also relatively strong, if you want to sneak into Mawangyuan to commit crimes, you must learn to hide your own outward aura." ”

What the hell is hiding the breath that is released from itself......

Xu Xiangbei suddenly realized that most of the people in the small Sumeru village of Syrir had mastered this ability, because all the people there gave them the feeling that they only had the realm of a war master.

Xu Xiangbei squinted at the Icelandic mountain man and asked, "Are you sent by the old ghost of the Beiluo Master Sect of Sulliarya?"

The Icelandic mountain man was stunned, not knowing why he asked.

Xu Xiangbei continued: "I know, the old ghost of the Beiluo Shimen of Sylliya has mastered the skill of concealing qi, and this old ghost is very treacherous, harboring evil intentions, and his character is not good, I will not do anything for him." ”

Obviously, Xu Xiangbei's feelings about the Beiluo Shimen were divided into the black five categories, and he was sarcastic, which made the Icelandic mountain people inexplicable.

Xu Xiangbei sneered and looked at the Icelandic mountain man, if he was really from Little Sumeru Village, then he would definitely not be able to trust him.

However, the Icelandic mountain man shook his head and said: "It's really lonely and unheard, there are many ways to hide qi, and it is not a profound secret technique, most of the hermit masters on the mainland know how to hide qi." ”

Xu Xiangbei stretched out his hand and looked at the Icelandic mountain man suspiciously: "You are talking so exaggeratedly, real gold is not afraid of fire refining, show your hands, if it is really an amazing skill, I will not be ashamed to ask to learn a trick and a half." ”

The people of Iceland are angry, and they are enthusiastic about teaching him skills, but he looks like he is reluctant, if it is not for the strict orders of his superiors, he really wants to slap this guy to death.

With a wave of his hand, the Icelandic mountain man moved the beds and benches in the room aside, and asked Xu Xiangbei to concentrate on his own breath.

Xu Xiangbei did as he was told, and suddenly stretched out a fist and smashed it into his north, where the Icelandic mountain man was standing.

The Icelandic mountain man was punched in confusion, frowned, and said, "I just asked you to probe the breath, what are you doing?"

Xu Xiangbei had such an expression and said, "I'm sorry, I thought you asked me to train and beat people." ”

Seeing that the Icelandic mountain people continued to gather their breath, Xu Xiangbei said in his heart: It is you who beats, who told you not to say where Natasha is.

Of course, Xu Xiangbei's thoughts at this moment, Icelandic mountain people will not understand.

Xu Xiangbei was no longer naughty this time, closed his eyes and explored, touching the breath of the Icelandic mountain people, feeling that his Wugang was the realm of war ghosts, and slowly, the concentration of his breath became a war saint again, and then he would be a war honor, a war leader, and finally the tide fell to the realm of a war master.

Xu Xiangbei's mouth grew up in astonishment, and he screamed incredible, pulling the Icelandic mountain man to start learning.

Seeing that Xu Xiangbei was finally aroused, the Icelandic mountain people secretly said that this was about the same, so they taught Xu Xiangbei the introductory breath-holding method.

The method of concealing qi seems to be extremely strange, but it is actually very simple.

The first step is to soothe the whole person's body and mind, and imagine one's mind as a molecule of nature, without shape and size, without boundary distance, and into the space without self.

When he first realized this state, Xu Xiangbei's heart was shocked, and he lost his mind and returned to himself, and hurriedly eliminated distracting thoughts and concentrated on cultivation.

Slowly, Xu Xiangbei's perception of the state became profound, and the flow efficiency of Wu Gang in his body gradually became slower and slower, and the intensity of his breath also decreased.

The Icelandic mountain man stood beside him, probing Xu Xiangbei's breath fluctuations, although this thing was naughty and gave people a headache, but the cultivation talent really made people's hearts palpitate, and it only took half an hour to skillfully control this hidden qi skill.

This speed is more inverse than it took me a day to master, and there is a strong inverse ratio in terms of qualifications and talents.

(End of chapter)