"Uncle Gao, don't worry, Le Xiong was shot by the general just now, and he is seriously injured at this time, I am seventy percent sure of killing this person!"

Gao Tai breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and hurriedly went to find Zhang Chen, and selected seven or eight people from dozens of Yellow Turban Defeated soldiers.

Gao Cheng led the way in front and quietly led everyone to a forest, which was close to the foot of the mountain and was the only way for Le Xiong to go up the mountain.

"Everyone is in ambush, and when I kill this person, I will be rewarded!" Gao Cheng said in a low voice. At this time, except for Gao Tai and Zhang Chen, the other Yellow Turban soldiers already knew that he was from the Gao clan in Guangling and was a child of the family.

These ordinary people have a natural awe for the children of the family, and after knowing Gao Cheng's identity, these Yellow Turban soldiers are like having a backbone, and their spirits are lifted. Courage was regained again, and combat effectiveness soared.

"Don't worry, Childe, we won't make a mistake!" the seven or eight Yellow Turban soldiers whispered, each holding a knife and a gun, holding a bow and arrow, looking eager to try.

Gao Cheng saw their expressions in his eyes, his heart moved, and he suddenly remembered that in the original world, he had heard of something. It turned out that a dynasty in the history of the world, in the last years of the world was in turmoil, the court soldiers and horses were rotten to a few points, and when they encountered a strong enemy, they collapsed and surrendered one after another.

After surrendering to the new dynasty, they were still the same soldiers and the same people, but these soldiers were invincible one by one. That's what the human heart does.

In this world, the hearts of the people of the Han Dynasty are still there, and the Yellow Turban soldiers who rebelled against the Han army have lost more than half of their morale before they have surrendered to the Han army. If it weren't for the fanatical believers of Taiping Dao as the backbone of the army, the Yellow Turbans would not be able to block the full force of the Han Dynasty with tens of millions of troops. There is a good chance that you will not be able to hold out for even two months.

Seeing that these Yellow Turban soldiers had regained their combat effectiveness, Gao Cheng was a lot more relieved, and let these people lie in ambush in the woods, while he took two steps back, and with a movement of his mind, the hundred fate points in the Gate of Destiny turned into a gray breath and submerged into his soul.

Gao Cheng's head shook slightly, and the meditation mantra of the Void Sutra appeared in his mind word by word, as if he saw a long river flowing silently in the deep and silent darkness.

Distracting thoughts are like mud and sand, and clarification is free. All the mysteries of the Void Sutra were presented in front of Gao Cheng and were within reach. At the same time, a message appeared in Gao Cheng's heart, it turned out that a hundred fate points were consumed, giving him ten breaths of time to comprehend all the mysteries of the Void Sutra.

Time was pressing, Gao Cheng had no time to think about anything else, and hurriedly immersed his consciousness in the illusory long river, and after ten breaths, the illusory long river disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

"I see! Cultivators who refine the soul flow are close to the laws of heaven and earth through meditation and use the power of the laws to nourish their souls! If the soul is strong, it can feed back the body, awaken the five senses and six senses, and when the soul power is strong to a certain level, they can also call the wind and rain to manipulate the vitality of heaven and earth!"

A trace of enlightenment appeared in Gao Cheng's heart, and in just ten breaths just now, he had already understood all the mysteries of the second layer of the Zhixu Sutra, and even the mantra of the third layer had been half understood.

He subconsciously meditated according to the mantra of the second layer of the Zhixu Sutra, and his mind couldn't help but tremble slightly, and all his thoughts converged into a silent river, and a large number of miscellaneous thoughts turned into mud and sand and were washed away by the long river, making the long river of thoughts very clear.

In this state of clarity, the invisible and shadowless pure spiritual qi between heaven and earth seeped into the soul, making his spiritual power continue to increase and grow.

In less than a stick of incense, Gao Cheng's spiritual power broke through a faint restriction, and the long river of thoughts suddenly doubled. A wonderful power flowed from his soul's mind and into his limbs and body.

"The second layer of the Void Sutra has broken through!"

Gao Cheng clicked on the gray light curtain to check his information.

"Host: Gao Cheng (healthy)

Realm: The second layer of the soul cultivation realm / the first floor of the training realm

Exercises: Zhixu Sutra (the second layer: tactile strengthening), basic swordsmanship (mastery). Pile Gong (Level 1), Basic Bow and Arrow (Mastery)

Destiny Points: 13"

After entering the second layer, Gao Cheng's sense of touch was doubled, and his limbs and body became very flexible, and he could make all kinds of unexpected movements, and no matter what his hands touched, he could quickly master the usage. Blessed by the enhanced sense of touch, his basic sword skills and basic bow and arrow have been raised to a higher level.

Among them, swordsmanship has changed from beginner to mastery, and bow and arrow has changed from mastery to mastery.

The mastery stage represents entering the house, and the mastery stage represents perfection, and I don't know what levels are above these three stages.

Gao Cheng stretched out his right hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword on his waist, and with a slight force, the sword body trembled slightly, and his strength could reach the tip of the sword from the hilt, which was a sign that the sword technique had entered the room.

After adapting to the swordsmanship, Gao Cheng took out his longbow and slowly pulled it to aim at a branch in the forest behind him.

"Visual enhancement and tactile enhancement have actually increased my bow and arrow skills to such a level! That master of soul refining has opened up the five senses, isn't the bow and arrow technique extremely terrifying?"

Gao Cheng was secretly shocked in his heart, but he thought badly.

The powerhouse of the Soul Refining Flow is indeed a divine archer after opening the five senses, but the ordinary Soul Refining Flow cultivator lacks the cultivation of the physical body, and his strength is not too strong. Without enough strength to support it, no matter how accurate the archery is, it can only defend itself. Unable to pose a threat to the Steel-Iron-Bone Trainer.

The most suitable for soul refining cultivators are still the various techniques for manipulating the vitality. The one who can really exert the power of the bow and arrow to the limit is the samurai who refining the body flow.

After trying the bow and arrow a few times, Gao Cheng could feel that his strength had skyrocketed, at least twice as powerful as just now. With such strength and the help of Gao Tai and others, there is a seventy percent certainty of killing Le Xiong.

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves came from afar, Gao Cheng immediately held his breath and condensed, beckoning everyone to lean down, "Don't make a sound, the archers prepare bows and arrows, and then release arrows after listening to my orders!"

In addition to Gao Cheng, there are also three Yellow Turban soldiers with longbows in their hands, which are the only three archers among the dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers, and the archery skills of the three are barely good, and they can contain Le Xiong's movements.

Gao Tai and Zhang Chen, along with a few other men armed with swords and guns, bent over and ready to attack, as long as they waited for the archers to release their feather arrows, they would rush out to besiege their opponents.

Stampeding, the sound of horses' hooves from far to near, gradually approaching this mountain forest, Le Xiong's face was pale, his chest was stained with blood, and he was a little weak to pull the reins to control the mount to walk steadily.

"It's finally safe!" Le Xiong's face finally relaxed a little as he endured the pain, he didn't think too much about it at this time, it was already a fluke to be able to escape from the hands of that silver-armored star, and he really didn't dare to ask for too much.

Just as he was about to enter the forest, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart, the dark mountain forest was silent, and there was no sound around him, as if something was wrong. Fighting for his life on the battlefield allowed him to hone his keen sense, and when he sensed something was wrong, he immediately reached out to retrieve the spear hanging from the victory hook.

In the dark, Gao Cheng saw this scene, his eyes flashed, his right hand swung down violently, and the three yellow turban archers immediately let go of their fingers, and the three feather arrows roared out, tearing out a whining sound in the air.