Chapter 40: Hatoma's Wisdom
Under the pain, where could Chu Feng still care about any disguise, he immediately grabbed the right hand stretched out by Gu Mozhi, and shouted, "Northern Whale Swallow!" ”
"What...... This is the 'great' method of transforming gong! Gu Mozhi was startled, only to feel a burst of suction attack, and the true qi in his body gushed out like a spring. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Under the stake of life and death, Gu Ma Zhina still took care of the six-vein divine sword, and immediately rushed out with his left palm, and fought hard with a strong force on his back.
"Hmph, in this no-man's land, I won't show mercy!" Chu Feng snorted coldly, stretched out his left arm, and swallowed the Northern Hells Whale with him, and came out accordingly.
Immediately, Gu Mozhi only felt a greater suction attack, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and hurriedly withdrew his true qi, but found that the command could not move.
"At this moment, the internal force is like a river rushing, and there is no return! King Ming, you just die! Chu Feng sneered.
Gu Mozhi's face was ugly, thinking of the Duan family's Shengwei, he couldn't help but sarcastically, "I don't want the little monk to be planted in the hands of the Duan donor today, but the Duan donor used such an evil method, don't you feel ashamed of your Duan ancestor?" ”
"Shame on the ancestors of the Duan family?" Chu Feng smiled disdainfully and said, "King Ming seems to have misunderstood something, right?" Isn't this what kind of transformation is the Great Fa? ”
"Isn't it the 'great' method of transformation of the old monster of the stars? What is this evil method that transforms people's internal forces? Kumachi asked, at this moment his internal strength was venting wildly, and his body was caught off guard, weak for a while, unable to move, and the only thing he could do was to delay time.
Chu Feng smiled slightly, the Northern Hell's Whale Swallow became more and more anxious as his true qi grew, so what was it so long-winded, he grabbed Gu Mozhi, and sucked wildly.
It wasn't until a moment later, perceiving that there was no gain, that he carefully let go of Gu Mozhi, whose internal force had almost been absorbed.
Letting go of Chu Feng's hands, Gu Mozhi took advantage of the power of the sucking force to go, took a few steps back, and looked at Chu Feng vigilantly, his face full of horror.
After retreating just now, he secretly investigated his true qi, only to feel that his body was weak for a while, and the full dantian was also empty at this time.
"My martial arts?" Gu Mozhi has always been obsessed with martial arts, and at this moment, decades of practice have been dissipated, even in a high state of mind, he is not crazy.
Chu Feng smiled, "Don't worry about any martial arts, everything about you is under the order." With that, he turned into slime and drowned Kumachi.
Gu Mozhi's eyes darkened, and he felt a burst of liquid gushing from his mouth and nose, which made him suffocate for a while, "Master Duan, the little monk has exhausted his skills, why do you want to kill them all?" ”
"Hehe, I haven't let go of your plans from beginning to end, farewell, King Ming!" Chu Feng thought to himself, so he encouraged the cells to devour.
Kumachi only felt that his body was as if it had melted, and with a tingling pain, his whole body was weak, and it was difficult to resist, and then his consciousness was blurred.
"Amitabha!" Knowing that the deadline was approaching, he silently recited a Buddha name in his heart, closed his eyes, and gave up resistance.
Seeing this, Chu Feng was not polite at the moment, and manipulated the cell to take Gu Mozhi's head directly, and read the memories of Gu Mozhi's life.
After a few minutes, the wriggling flesh cocoon stopped beating and spread out into a pile of black liquid, which automatically converged in the air and turned into the appearance of Chu Feng.
"It's finally done!" Chu Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, very relieved, if it weren't for the characteristics of the Northern Spiritual Skill to restrain the true qi this time, I'm afraid that with his current means, it would not be possible to subdue Gu Mozhi, maybe if he was not careful, he would run away.
After resting for a while, Chu Feng closed his eyes again, channeled the qi back to the ruins, refined the true qi he had absorbed, and integrated the memories of that Gu Mozhi.
I have to say that compared to Duan Yanqing and Duan Yu, Gu Mozhi is an out-and-out martial idiot, in addition to Buddhism, he is an endless cultivator, and he is proficient in as many as twenty or thirty kinds of Shaolin seventy-two stunts alone, and he knows it by heart, and gradually tries to merge them.
However, looking at the cultivation method of this Shaolin stunt, even if he had the experience of Gu Mo Zhi and the body of black light, Chu Feng did not dare to cultivate so many types like Gu Mo Zhi.
He didn't want to go mad, although these stunts came from one faction, but not from one person, the concepts were completely different, and most of the cultivation methods were external skills, and hidden dangers such as damaging the body were essential, and Chu Feng didn't want to waste any time on these martial arts.
After all, the Shaolin seventy-two stunts are strong, but they are also strong, Chu Feng is not very tempted, and he doesn't need so many martial arts.
Chu Feng looked at Gu Mozhi's memory, and he knew more than 30 kinds of martial arts, namely the Flower Finger, the Dora Ye Finger, the Wuxiang Tribulation Finger, the Trouble-Going Finger, the Great Wisdom Wuding Finger, the Dragon Claw Gong, the Dragon Gripper, the Dervishes, the Shadow Legs, the Sleeve Qiankun, the Silence Grasp, the Indra Grasp, the Wood-Burning Knife Technique, the Maha Finger, the Prajna Palm, and the Donkey Kong Fist...... Among them, what Chu Feng cares about the most is the invincible dragon grasp.
If it was just a dragon claw hand, Chu Feng didn't care, but he was carrying the poison of the Zhu clam, if he cooperated with the poisonous claw, wouldn't it be invincible?
Of course, he chose this way, because the seventy-two stunts obtained by Gu Mozhi have no supporting solution at all, that is to say, his seventy-two stunts are simply kung fu on the surface, although the power and appearance are similar to the original, but there is no way to resolve the hidden dangers.
Once the cultivation reaches the depths, the hidden danger will inevitably break out, and the life will be in danger, and then it will definitely be controlled by the cheaters, or driven by Shaolin.
And this dragon claw hand is different, most of them are an external skill, even if there is no mental method, Chu Feng is not afraid, even if he practices according to Gu Mozhi's experience, so that if there is a problem with his hands, he can resurrect his life with black light turned into pieces, once he is slightly injured, he is not worried.
As for other similar dragon grip skills, Chu Feng was not interested in it because it was not used for the time being, that is, he took a quick look and ignored it.
"Little Wuxiang Divine Skill, it's a pity that I have to go on a trip!" Seeing that he had forgotten all the martial arts that Gu Mozhi had learned, Chu Feng thought with some regret in his heart.
Because he started too early, although Gu Mozhi was proficient in thirty-two kinds of stunts, he didn't steal the little Wuxiang magic skills, as for those seventy-two stunts that were on the surface, none of them were without hidden dangers, he didn't want to practice strongly, and ended up like Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan.
However, among them, there is not no solution, it is rumored that the small Wuxiang magic skills of the Xiaoyao School can simulate the world's martial arts without mental methods, just looking at its moves, and the simulated martial arts are not only the essence of the same, but also more powerful than the original.
"Little Wuxiang Divine Skill? I don't know if it's in Mandala Villa?! Chu Feng thought about it, now he was almost in Suzhou City, even if he ran once, he wouldn't be able to delay much time, so since he didn't delay time, he decided to go and have a look.
Chu Feng thought of this, and suddenly got up, but it was dark, and he could only set off tomorrow morning, so he returned to bed and continued to sort out Gu Mozhi's memories, especially his extraordinary Buddhism, after absorbing it, when Chu Feng practiced Buddhism martial arts, at least he would not sigh.
Of course, this is not important, for Chu Feng, who can devour everything of others, the most important thing is Gu Mozhi's state of mind and perception.