Jiumu Continent Chapter 67 Choice
Wen Jing and Ma Yuan took more than fifty sergeants and followed the old man Qinghua all the way back to the cell. Naturally, they are not here to escort, but to supervise and enforce the law.
Ma Yuan said bluntly: "Mr. Qing is a smart person and is respected. But the military order is like a mountain, I hope that Mr. chooses to cooperate and does not embarrass me. ”
The old man Qinghua smiled: "If you don't cooperate, will you rectify the Fa on the spot and throw it into the mountains to feed the insects?" ”
Ma Yuan was expressionless and said, "It's a bit difficult to feed the insects alive, your physical strength is too great, and your spiritual power naturally emits." The insects in the mountains did not dare to approach. So you're going to be chopped into meat sauce and thrown into the mountains. ”
"Hahahaha, okay, I got it." The old man Qinghua laughed, he didn't care, put his hands behind his back, and swaggered into the cell.
The old man Qinghua took the wine jug in Situ Mingyuan's hand, took a sip first, and then shook his head and said, "The three of us were requisitioned." Two roads, one cooperation, as for whether we will be let go after cooperation, then another story. If you don't cooperate, you'll be chopped into meat sauce right now and thrown into the mountains to feed the bugs. My personal opinion is cooperation, because I suddenly feel that it is a very happy thing to see the sun rise tomorrow. ”
Gong Qingyi quietly looked at the horse aid outside and shouted, and there were more and more sergeants surrounding the cell. The movement here has already been watched by countless eyes. When she looked up, she saw at least thirty-eight eyes from patrolling, on duty, standing guard, and from the watchtowers of the barracks. There are also a few eyes that are masters above the transcendent realm, looking at them from thousands of meters, their eyes are so hot, looking at people like torches.
She thought about it in her mind, knowing she had no choice. If you don't cooperate, you will die, and if you resist, you will be taken down without five breaths, and then you will be sentenced to death. Not to mention the three of them, even the thirty grandmasters will be wiped out in a few clicks when they are concerned, and none of them will be able to escape.
"I cooperate, I'm only thirty-three years old, and I'm not married yet, how can I commit suicide. And I'm a woman, I'd rather be broken than broken, and if you lose it, you can lose it. Gong Qingyi smiled softly, her expression relaxed as if she didn't care. But the palm of her hand hidden in the sleeve was tightly clenched into a fist, and the sharp nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, but not a drop of blood flowed out, she did not dare to let the blood flow out and be discovered, just as the humiliation and anger in her heart did not dare to be discovered.
Situ Mingyuan really didn't care, and said, "I'm not even forty, and I haven't traveled yet." Hey, master, why don't I go to His Highness? I'm going out of the mountains anyway, and I'm going out all the same, and I'm going the same everywhere. But such a compulsive cooperation, not even a salary, is too wasteful to work day jobs. ”
"Whatever you want." The old man Qinghua turned to look at Ma Yuan and said, "Look, they all choose to cooperate. Since it's a cooperation, isn't it for us to change places to rest for the night, change clothes, and wash up. I was chased for days without eating. ”
Ma Yuan said: "Of course, the room, hot water, food, and clothes are all ready. Your weapons are also in your room. I will lead you there, and you will mention whatever you need. Your Highness will not let you work for a day, the royal family has always been generous, you can rest assured. ”
"Open the door, brothers, thank you." Ma Yuan waved his hand, and his own sergeant opened the prison door. He thanked the sergeants who had gathered around him for the platform.
"Squeak." The door made of iron birch is two pieces of wood at random, and it can't close people at all, and the two palms are broken. But this cell is a necessary situation, and it is also a psychological reminder to let people know that they are a prisoner, and they must stay in it safely and do not break the rules. The real cell is actually this valley, this military camp, these guards of the world's elite soldiers.
Seeing that the cell door was opened, Gong Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief, and a substantial shackle was removed. But she knew that she had been put on another invisible shackle, that she had lost her freedom, and that she had to act according to someone else's orders, something she had never encountered before.
Yu Canghai sat cross-legged on the bed, and in front of him stood a strange stone stick that was one zhang long and the thickness of the bowl, which was the unpracticed cloud smoke flag. The surface of the banner is colorful and smooth, and there is no pattern, just a mess.
But at one end of the flag, there was a place the size of a sesame seed that had been deeply sealed, and that was the place that had been refined. When the cloud smoke banner is practiced, all the substances are rearranged and combined. On the surface of the flag, there will be mysterious patterns and patterns, which are called Dao patterns. The Tao is the rule of heaven and earth, and the pattern is the embodiment of the Tao.
At this time, all the spirit of Yu Canghai was placed inside the cloud and smoke flags, and what he saw was countless stars, these stars were huge, complex, and strangely shaped, as if they were boundless. These stars are the materials that make up the clouds and smoke flags, and every object that manifests itself in the real world is made up of countless small invisible substances. One sand and one world, one flower and one paradise. A person is also made up of countless cells.
What Yu Canghai has to do now is to refine a world and rearrange all the substances in this world, according to a specific direction, and even according to a special pattern. This is a huge, complicated, and difficult project. There can be no mistake in the slightest, for he wants to give life to a dead thing, an object made up of a pile of stones.
"Go." In this world, Yu Canghai is a giant who stands tall in the sky, and his spiritual projection is even bigger than hundreds of millions of 'stars' combined. With a wave of his hand, a vast 'galaxy' was arranged according to his will. Several, dozens, tens of thousands of 'stars', or arranged in three cai, four elephants, five elements, six combinations. Or in circles, squares, lines.
When this galaxy was completed, Yu Canghai's spiritual power swept like a tide, checking this galaxy back and forth several times, correcting the slightest mistake. After confirming that everything was correct, he began work on the next galaxy. It wasn't until he was mentally exhausted that Yu Canghai withdrew and returned to the real world.
When I looked back, I saw Qingyu and Yun Nalan with their jade arms horizontal, sleeping fragrantly. Yu Canghai smiled secretly in his heart: he didn't touch them at night, so he stared at a stone pillar in a daze. The two of them must be very strange, and the kitten in their hearts is going crazy.
Yu Canghai looked at the sky outside the window and knew that it was less than an hour before dawn set off. He still had half an hour to practice martial arts and regain his mental strength. He is the main general, and he must get up earlier than the average sergeant and check the arrangements again.
"There is not enough time every day. Practicing martial arts, practicing martial arts, fighting against Mingtian, and refining weapons. The back is even busier, marching and fighting, and you can't let go of big and small things, and you have to arrange everything in every detail. Because there are so many things that I don't understand, I have to learn by doing. The mental strength is also insufficient, and we will also pay attention to it later, because mental exhaustion will affect wisdom and decision-making, and it will also have an impact on combat. ”
After collecting his thoughts, Yu Canghai closed his eyes and meditated to practice the Qi Condensation Method. He restores his spiritual power and places it in the void, calling for the aura hidden deep in the void, in a different dimension. When a trace of aura left the original trajectory and was captured by Yu Canghai. He stood up and walked to the open space of the room, and set up the dragon turtle strength training method.
A trace of aura was shattered into countless fragments and circulated in the body. Yu Canghai then entered the deepest sleep, and every cell in his body was greedily absorbing energy, strengthening and strengthening. It also drove his mental power to recover and improve rapidly.
In just two quarters of an hour, Yu Canghai woke up. He felt it carefully, and he was still quite satisfied. After falling asleep, the body will be completely relaxed and will recover quickly. When a warrior enters the realm of a martial artist, he can enter a deep sleep. To recover physical strength, the time taken to recover the injury will be greatly reduced.
If you use enough medicine, as long as it is not the head, the vital point, the hand and foot will be cut off. If there is a fracture, trauma or anything else, it will not matter at all, and their combat sustainability will be greatly improved. This is also the origin of the fact that elite soldiers must be martial artists. This is the standard, their comprehensive combat power, far more than ordinary samurai.