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Chen Liang didn't want to stay in the dormitory, there were reasons for Tang Yao, and there were also reasons why he wanted to go out for a walk.

Yesterday at dusk, he memorized the two exercises that Lao He had left for him, and he was a little anxious to comprehend the ice elements around him.

But in the end, he didn't feel it, he felt that it was because the realm was too low, so he temporarily gave up the idea of cultivating these two kinds, but today he couldn't help but hook this thought again, largely because he didn't have any kind of exercise moves on him so far.

Yesterday evening, he didn't sense the ice element mentioned in absolute zero, so today he wanted to try to practice another technique, no cicada fingers!

Now Chen Liang has recognized another difference between the inner disciples and the outer disciples, in many places in the Ancient Sect, the inner disciples can enter, but the outer disciples can only stare dumbly, so that Chen Liang has a feeling that the inner disciples were born by their parents, and the outer disciples are picked up.

Much later

On the bamboo peak, the girl's figure turned around and walked down, and not long after, Chen Liang's figure walked up.

Pass!

Before, Chen Liang walked aimlessly in the Ancient Sect, and unconsciously walked to the Bamboo Peak, because the location of the Bamboo Peak was remote compared to the other twenty-three, so it was rare to be quiet, and there was no contempt threshold that outer disciples could not enter, so he walked up along one of the mountain roads.

Halfway through, the surroundings were still quiet, and Chen Liang's mind began to appear without cicada fingers.

The most basic thing about the cicada-free finger is that the body speed should be fast, and it is not ordinary fast, it must be so fast that it cannot be seen without a trace in the naked eye, and it must be fast enough to rub against the surrounding space breath.

Sure enough, the exercises that Lao He left to himself are perverted, and even when he cultivates, he is perverted.

Chen Liang's body moved, and his footsteps stepped out of dozens of meters, but he reasonably did not touch the threshold required by the cicada finger, and his body speed was not fast, and he did not rub the air to make a tearing sound similar to the chirping of cicadas.

However, Chen Liang was not annoyed, if he touched the threshold at random as soon as he came up, it would be either his own perversion, or the practice garbage was all over the street, not to mention that he didn't touch the threshold at absolute zero last night, Chen Liang gave up in his heart, and now it is impossible to give up without cicada fingers.

The figure continued to run in the bamboo peak, but there was still no sound, and the figure could be seen.

After a long time, Chen Liang stopped sweating profusely and found a stone to work on.

The inside of this bamboo peak is quieter than outside the bamboo peak, the green bamboos everywhere are boundless, the autumn wind is raised, and the crisp sound of bamboo leaves colliding together is sounded.

Chen Liang's eyes suddenly burst into a glimmer of light, and his mind was full of thoughts about what he had caught......

Since you are destined not to be able to eat a fat man in one bite, then try it separately one by one, the speed of the body, the sound of cicadas, and the finger into the throat.

After each practice separately to the end of the practice, then combine the three into one.

Thinking of this, Chen Liang's heart suddenly became excited.

The sound of cicadas is definitely impossible to reach this point at present, so can it be replaced by other sounds?

Chen Liang frowned and thought about it, and then the sound of bamboo leaves around him sounded.

Chen Liang suddenly raised his head and stared at the green bamboos around him, staring at the swaying bamboo leaves that made a rattling sound.

There is also a sound when the bamboo leaves sway, but it is impossible to replace it with a whooshing sound, Chen Liang stared at the bamboo leaves and frowned again.

Why do bamboo leaves ring?

Because they shake.

Chen Liang began to question and answer himself in his heart.

So why are they shaking?

Chen Liang's pupils widened again, and he answered that question fiercely in his heart, because there was wind!

Yes! The wind also has a sound, just like stepping into Dacheng without a cicada, invisible but sound!

Chen Liang stood up suddenly, as if he had the awakening of a master in the dark who pointed his finger and cleared the clouds and saw the bright moon, although he didn't know if his understanding of the sword just now could really surprise him, but it was better than not giving it a try.

He didn't rush to run as before, but stood in this quiet sea of bamboo, squinted his eyes, and emptied everything.

Chen Liang began to feel the wind around him, and used his ears to listen to the sound of bamboo leaves after the wind blew.

This autumn wind did not stop, but when it was big and sometimes small, Chen Liang gradually felt the wind blowing slightly on the corners of his clothes, and then his breath began to follow the exhalation of the wind.

In this sea of green, Chen Liang gradually felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter.

Chen Liang, who followed the rhythm of the wind, did not run, but squinted his eyes and took a step forward, and then the wind blew gently in his ears, but he couldn't hear the sound.

After taking this step, Chen Liang quieted down again, this time for a long time.

Although Chen Liang's face was as relaxed and soft as the wind, his heart had already been tight for a long time.

The first step out just now can be understood as inexperience, and I can't grasp the combination of body shape and wind, so all the wind I felt before was in vain, and the rhythm was all disrupted.

Now Chen Liang can be said to have started to feel the existence of the wind, the rhythm of the wind, and the sound of the wind again.

Then after a long period of silence, Chen Liang took another step, and then did not stop like before, but stepped out lightly with another foot.

The wind continued to blow in my ears, and I faintly heard a hint of sound!

Chen Liang was a little happy in his heart, but he didn't stop, but continued to step forward with the wind.

After that, he slowly followed the wind and started running.

Although the body is not fast, it looks like the wind from a distance, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, leisurely, but the sound in the ears is becoming clearer and clearer, it is the tearing sound of the wind.

Chen Liang, who followed the wind, seemed to be addicted, and ran to the top of the mountain before stopping.

As soon as the footsteps stopped, the sound of the wind in my ears stopped abruptly.

The corners of Chen Liang's mouth raised a smile, although it was not a blow to not touching the threshold of absolute zero before, it made me feel a little entangled, and now I have touched the threshold without cicada fingers, and I feel a kind of indescribable happiness.

It was the second time he had ever been happy since he saw the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes in the dining hall.

Chen Liang walked to the edge of the peak cliff and did not look down, but looked up at the sky.

Someday he will stand in that sky, not this not too high mountain.