Chapter 169: The Fox
The way of contemplation under the normal cultivation of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain lineage, the things that the cultivators try to manifest are generally all kinds of mythical beasts from ancient legends, or powerful gods.
Of course, in reality, because it is extremely difficult to practice the practice of contemplating the exercises.
Therefore, in the past dynasties of Longhu Mountain, the number of cultivators who have cultivated this exercise is not large, and there are even fewer who have achieved cultivation;
After reining in his mind, the first thing Zhang Wei needed to do was naturally to determine a specific object of contemplation.
The green dragon, the white tiger, the Xuanwu, the Vermilion Bird, and even the power of the Three Qings, these familiar or not so familiar images of Zhang Wei floated quickly in Zhang Wei's mind.
I don't know why, when Zhang Wei thought of these goals, he didn't feel it at all.
However, when those stone pillars in the ruins appeared inexplicably in his mind, Zhang Wei immediately came to his senses: "Good guy!
According to the method in the cheats, Zhang Wei mobilized his spiritual power and began to embody the stone pillar little by little.
First, a thick, straight, and somewhat piercing stone pillar was successfully conceived by Zhang Wei, and then those mysterious lines were added to the surface of the stone pillar.
However, to Zhang Wei's surprise, he just wanted to embody a stone pillar.
Even the fuzzy stone pillars, which look vague and look like mosaics, are so difficult......
After Xiao Yan heard Zhang Wei's advice, she immediately blocked Zhang Wei behind her, holding a standard long sword, and vigilantly guarded the surroundings.
At first, she didn't feel any difference.
But soon, she was surprised to find that the surrounding village, whether it was the houses or the trees, began to twist and shake in the night.
It felt like someone had stirred up a pool of water, causing ripples in the reflection in the lake.
And the center and root cause of all these changes all came from Zhang Wei behind her.
Undoubtedly, as long as the scene in front of them is completely shattered, then they can break through the realm.
For a while, after seeing the hope of being able to break through the illusion, Xiao Yan's heart was full of indescribable pride: the man she fancied was really extraordinary.
It's a pity that at this critical moment, Zhang Wei was 'wow' and spit out a large mouthful of scarlet and dazzling blood from his mouth.
From the moment Zhang Wei vomited blood, the surrounding scene began to calm down again.
Xiao Yan didn't know what was going on, but she knew that it must have been Zhang Wei's spell, and something went wrong to do this.
But what the hell is wrong with it, and how can she help?
In fact, this is also the case, because even Zhang Wei himself was far from expecting that the stone pillar that originally embodied the bare plate would consume a lot of his mental energy.
Then, every time there was an extra line on the pillar, the amount of effort he needed was even more terrifying.
On such a stone pillar, the number of such complex patterns is at least hundreds of thousands, but after thinking about it at first, Zhang Wei put all his mind into it, and he didn't even think about stopping.
It wasn't until he vomited out a mouthful of blood that Zhang Wei faintly regained a little sense, knowing that if there were no other auxiliary means today, it seemed that there would be no way to succeed.
Just when Zhang Wei was full of loss and was about to give up.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and he read aloud the obscure scriptures of "Lao Tzu Xiang'er Commentary" that he had been reading several hours ago.
"Don't see what you want, keep your heart from being disturbed, don't want to see it, if you don't see it, don't make your heart move. ”
The voice of Zhang Wei's mouth was not loud, but it echoed repeatedly over the entire village.
Under such a voice, the vague stone pillar in his mind, one after another lines on it, successfully appeared on it, and after a short while, a simple pattern had been formed.
If you compare the pattern of the entire stone pillar, this small pattern can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket.
And with the current situation, Zhang Wei's mental strength is almost squeezed clean, and it is estimated that even with the assistance of the voice of chanting, it will not last long.
But it's enough to break the illusion.
Xiao Yan was pleasantly surprised to find that since Zhang Wei uttered these obscure words, the surrounding scene began to shake again.
And the frequency of the oscillation is far stronger than just now.
Suddenly, as if a natural disaster had come, the whole village began to shake violently, and both the old bungalows and the newly renovated bungalows collapsed with a bang.
Finally, a clear sound of breaking suddenly sounded in the ears of the two of them.
The illusion that had plagued them for a long time was finally broken, and the scene in front of them changed again, and it was no longer the same......
Zhang Wei felt dizzy and painful in his head, if he could, he really wanted to fall down and fall asleep regardless of it.
But he also knows that now is not the time.
It took such a big price to break the illusion, and if you don't take the opportunity to kill that ghost behind the scenes, it won't be a failure.
At the same time as the familiar smell of perfume came, it should be Xiao Yan who helped herself to stand up.
As he stood up, Zhang Wei reluctantly opened his eyes, only to realize that the location they were in at this time was not in the village at all.
It was the grave of the ex-wife of the Mao bald family who had been here during the daytime.
And it's not just him and Xiao Yan here, and it's not even Gao Aimin and others who have disappeared in the village.
Around the grave that had not had time to be filled after it had been dug up again, the villagers of the hundreds, not to mention the hundreds of thatched huts, were all lying in this area in a strange order.
In the originally empty grave, Mao Bald and Village Flower were lying in their arms.
The only thing that made Zhang Wei happy was that he could still hear bursts of breathing and snoring from the gusts of mountain wind and the chirping of cicadas, which meant that these people were only unconscious and did not lose their lives.
Just when Zhang Wei was about to wake up the nearest villager and ask about the situation, Xiao Yan's burst of shouting suddenly sounded in his ears:
"Something hiding there, get me out quickly. ”
After Zhang Wei heard this, he followed Xiao Yan's finger and saw a strange creature popping out of the grass, fleeing frantically towards the mountains and forests two miles away.
It's a strange thing, it's the size and appearance of a fox, but it has a pair of small dragon horns on the door of the head, and there are as many as three tails on the buttocks.
"Leave me alone, chase it and kill it. Zhang Wei said eagerly to Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan glanced at Zhang Wei, but finally let go of Zhang Wei, holding the long sword and pistol in both hands, and chased after him with all his might.
Because the matter is already very obvious, everything is made by this little thing with no visible source, Xiao Yan naturally distinguishes the severity.
The problem is that the strange fox that seems to be injured is still fast and scary.
Even under Xiao Yan's full pursuit, the distance between the two is getting farther and farther, and seeing that Xiao Yan, who can't catch up, picks up the semi-automatic hand in his hand and keeps shooting.
It's just that under the dodge of that thing, it doesn't have any effect except for slowing down a little bit.
If it goes on like this, in a minute, this thing will be able to escape into the forest, and it will be even more difficult to catch it.
Zhang Wei knew that he couldn't wait to count on Xiao Yan, and Nokia, which had taken out the vital position, spent thousands of energy points in a very short period of time.
After spending such a big price, Zhang Wei obtained the following things:
Personal heavy firearms specialization, a small blue vial of genetic potions, and a large and terrifying PTRS-41 rifle.