Chapter 5 Departure
"Brother Jing, can you really get out of this waterway?" He Lang was still a little puzzled.
"He Lang, I will pass on to you the Qigong method, you need to master it as soon as possible. ”
"Do you need to dive out?" He Lang was full of fear in his heart, he had always been afraid of water, and he really couldn't overcome this defect.
Brother Jing said: "If you guess correctly, the waterway below can go straight to the outside world, you dive down, be sure to move forward quickly, you should be able to find a way out." ”
Then he said, "With your current state, you can hold your breath for up to one cup of tea after practicing, and you have to keep this method of holding your breath in mind, so that even if you don't know the nature of water, you can move freely in the water." After speaking, He Lang imprinted the essence of the method in his mind, and he quickly memorized it.
The five layers of qi training, the ears and eyes are clear, and He Lang himself has a very strong memory.
So he didn't have a hard time writing it down.
After a while, He Lang quickly cultivated the Qigong method in accordance with the formula, and practiced it repeatedly many times without making a mistake before stopping.
He Lang was relieved at this time.
"You try to suck the object into your left palm and manipulate it with your mind. ”
He Lang's gold, silver and other valuables were lost in the escape a few days ago.
He took the objects on his body one by one, approached the palm of his left hand, and began to meditate with his consciousness, and immediately, as soon as he thought of inhaling them, the objects disappeared from his right hand.
He was very surprised to see it, and then he inhaled everything on his body into his left palm one by one.
"But Brother Jing, how do I take things out again?"
"The same method of operation as when inhaling, as long as you are guided by consciousness, it will be removed. ”
When He Lang used his divine sense to check his left palm, he found that the fog in his left palm was misty, and where it could be reached, it was less than two meters deep and two meters wide, that is, a small space less than two meters square, but the upward height could be extended infinitely. And there seems to be no downward gravity in the space, and the items put in are all floating in mid-air.
After everything was properly prepared, He Lang got into the water and walked forward, until the water was about to reach his neck, he hurriedly recited the method of holding his breath, and a fierce man stabbed down.
He found that after using the apnea technique, he could indeed tread water.
The further forward the waterway becomes, the narrower it becomes, and after two miles, the waterway extends downward, and only one person can pass through it with a half-huffed waist, and he uses his divine sense to probe it, but there is no end in sight, He Lang can't help but gasp when he sees this.
Under the flickering golden circle of light, a thin figure galloped through the waterway, and this body seemed to burst with infinite energy, making him travel more than two miles in less than a stick of incense. And the pace hasn't slowed down.
He Lang began to panic, not knowing if he could find a way out before the closed qigong method failed.
Time passed minute by minute, and when he reached the end of the waterway at the end of the waterway, He Lang secretly said, is he going to be trapped in this dark waterway?
When he was extremely anxious, a stream of warm spiritual qi spread to his body, gently caressing his tense body due to tension, and under the soothing, his body was finally relaxed.
He Lang rushed to the other end of the cave with all his might, he felt that a long time had passed, but he was still struggling in the dark, completely hopeless, completely endless.
At this moment, the closed qigong method also failed, He Lang held his breath, desperately pounced on the water, lost the closed qigong, and he was completely dead without knowing the nature of the water. There is still an endless black hole in the waterway ahead.
The plopping sound became smaller and smaller, He Lang was completely suffocated to the extreme, the water was frantically poured into his stomach, and the cold water poured into his body, his body was cold, and his heart was even colder.
Just when He Lang's consciousness was confused, a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up, the palm of his left hand seemed to be pulled by some extremely powerful external force, and his body floated forward at a rapid pace like an arrow from the string, and in an instant, the black disappeared in front of him, and the blue appeared in his consciousness, and then a force that seemed to have exhausted his spare strength threw He Lang obliquely from the cold water.
While perceiving blue, green, and white, He Lang also fainted.
After some time, his fingers gradually became sensitive, and then his arms, thighs, and waist regained their senses.
Secretly calculating, he has been in a coma for a whole day, he was lucky in the dantian, and the aura was run in the circle of the Great Zhou Tian before gradually recovering his strength.
Thinking back to the empty feeling that life was worse than death before, I still have palpitations.
"Brother Jing, we're out. He Lang's words were full of excitement.
There was no response, He Lang was a little anxious, when his life was hanging by a thread, the golden light in his left palm burst out, he knew that it was Brother Jing who was exerting his strength, and he wanted to celebrate with him for this escape from heaven, but he couldn't find a trace of Brother Jing.
Thinking of this, he immediately sat up, looked at his left palm with his divine sense, there was no aperture appearing, and tried to induce the aura to flow into the body, and what comforted him was that the aura was still rushing into the body at a high speed as before.
After calling lightly for a long time, he still didn't feel the slightest hint of Brother Jing, and realized that Brother Jing was very likely to be separated from him forever from now on, and his heart suddenly felt sour.
Brother Jing desperately took him out of danger, and he must not let down Brother Jing's wishes.
He Lang thought that this was still the territory of the Dry Tomb Palace, and the ancestor who caused the He family to be destroyed, he would not let go of himself easily, in order to avenge the He family, he couldn't die, he wanted to come back alive to kill the enemies of his entire clan, thinking of this, he stood up and identified the direction.
The mountains he had been to the north were in the north, and now he should set out in the opposite direction, and turn to look at the mountains, which rise above the clouds without end. These endless mountain peaks, layer upon layer, stretching for hundreds of miles, like climbing one by one, do not know when it will end.
Looking to the east again, it is also the overlap of valleys and valleys, and this side is even more precipitous, the valley is low and the lake is craggy, and the water is turbulent at the sharp turn, and the water is whirlpooling and roaring and meandering into the distance, reaching the sky.
Looking to the west, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and saw that although it was also surrounded by mountains, there was a faint path that seemed to be a rugged path through the mountains.
After observing the terrain, He Lang got up and walked all the way west.
Along the way, he didn't dare to relax his pace, he relaxed day and night, and only stopped to rest when he was tired.
At night, a crescent moon hung high in the southern sky, and the stars chased it, and at ten o'clock in the middle of the night, there was a thin boy who was no more than twelve or thirteen years old, and his robe floated and danced with the wind of his footsteps.
The young man has clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, white skin, round face, high nose bridge, and black hair tied into a ponytail tied behind his head, which makes him even more handsome. Especially those godly eyes, the flow of thoughts will flash with intelligent light from time to time.