Chapter 47: This is the Way
The scene was already quiet, and Wang Zhong's words were heard by all the villagers, but none of them were afraid.
On the contrary, as fathers, they smiled sadly, and immediately showed a fierce look of fearlessness.
"Children, don't be afraid, we are the only men in the village, and we are all bloody. Dapeng's father waved the woodcutter in his hand, looked at Wang Zhong and the others and said.
Wang Zhong nodded, the word fear was no longer in his eyes, but the mushroom and the monkey's face was very pale, and their breathing seemed to be very short.
At this kind of moment, no one laughed at them, after all, they were only fifteen or sixteen years old, and they didn't practice, so it was normal to be afraid.
Dapeng had already lost an arm, and he had the experience of nine deaths in Dongshan Cave last time, so there was no fear in his face, only the same anger as Wang Zhong.
Leaning on the boulder wall, Wang Zhong took out the divine thought.
This is equivalent to one of his eyes, which can be controlled by mental power to go outside and investigate.
However, this has a drawback, that is, it consumes extremely mental power, and controlling it for too long will make him dizzy and very uncomfortable, and if he is too far away, with his current realm and mental power, he will not be able to kill people at all.
The last time he killed Hu Xuan, it was because of the proximity that Wang Zhong was able to manipulate his divine thoughts with his spiritual power and kill Hu Xuan with lightning speed.
"There seems to be a situation. Dapeng let out a voice and pointed to the road at the entrance of the village in the distance, where a figure was shaking.
Wang Zhong looked, and really saw several sneaky figures, wearing rattan armor helmets, crouching in the grass, showing their heads, looking in the direction of Dongshan Village.
"This should be the spies of these damned invaders, and soon their big army will come. Wang Zhong snorted coldly, and immediately knew the intentions of these invaders from Taocun.
Wang Zhong instantly controlled the divine thought with his powerful spiritual power, and in an instant, the divine thought broke through the air with a loud sound.
The Taocun spies who were lying in the grass exclaimed after discovering Dongshan Village: "What the village chief said is right, there are indeed thriving ethnic groups here. ”
"What's that?" another Peach Village spy hurriedly shouted when he saw the divine thought that broke through the sky.
"Hidden weapon, be careful. The other hurriedly shouted, and his body rolled in a hurry, and immediately he heard a thud, and his companion, who had just spoken, immediately fell to the ground, and a bloody hole appeared in his forehead.
"Run, inform the village chief, we have found the place where this group lives. The Momomura scouts led by him shouted, and regardless of the situation of the person killed by Wang Zhong with his divine thoughts, he led the other three into Dongshan and ran towards their camp in Dongshan.
Call!
"Little Zhongzi!!" Dapeng and the monkey screamed in worry, and hurriedly held Wang Zhong, who was almost falling, "What's wrong?"
Wang Zhong retracted his thoughts, the Venus in front of him was surging, he felt that the sky was spinning, and he couldn't stand steadily, if it wasn't for the timely help of Dapeng and the monkey, he would really fall down.
"Dizziness. Wang Zhong replied after a long while, and sat down with the help of Dapeng and the others.
Dapeng's father and other villagers ran out of the village and dragged back the body of the person who had been killed by Wang Zhong with his divine thoughts.
Seeing the bloody hole on the man's forehead, all the villagers gasped, and Wang Zhong's eyes changed.
"Awesome, little Zhongzi!"
"It's really a matter of taking the enemy's head for thousands of miles, is this the legendary immortal art?"
"Xiao Zhongzi, when did you practice immortal arts, why are you so powerful. ”
The villagers, you praise Wang Zhong every word, where does Wang Zhong have the spirit to reply to their words.
Dapeng shouted: "Abba, uncles, don't make noise with Xiao Zhongzi, don't you feel bad when you don't see him?"
At this time, they came back to their senses, and saw Wang Zhong's uncomfortable face, holding his forehead and rubbing his eyebrows and temples.
"What's wrong with you, little Zhongzi?"
"What's wrong?"
"Dapeng, a few of you help Xiao Zhongzi back to the house to rest and rest, let's deal with it. Dapeng's father commanded.
"No, no, I'll just rest. Wang Zhong refused this request, how could he go to rest at such a moment.
In his anger just now, he used his mental power to control his divine thoughts and killed one person, but he had a feeling of injuring a thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred.
After all, the distance is a bit far, and the mental consumption on him is extremely huge, now that I think about it, I was really impulsive just now, although I killed one person, but I temporarily lost my combat effectiveness, if they attack now, I will become a fish on the board.
"What's going on?" Grandpa Ling's words came, and everyone looked over and saw him coming in a hurry, and behind him, there was Wang Yanran supporting the woman who was rescued by them.
Grandpa Ling walked over, saw the corpse on the ground, and immediately understood what was happening.
"Child, you are too impulsive to use your mental power like this, it will be counterproductive, and it will even hurt your soul. Grandpa Ling said earnestly: "Now enter a meditative state, don't worry about anything, Grandpa Ling has found a way to deal with the incoming enemy, don't worry." ”
"Grandpa Ling, really?" Wang Zhong looked at Grandpa Ling, his eyes were still bubbling with Venus, he was afraid that this was Grandpa Ling's words to comfort him, and he wanted to let himself heal and recover his mental strength.
Grandpa Ling smiled, showing a smile that reassured Wang Zhong, and said, "Do you remember that totem?"
Wang Zhong nodded: "Really??"
"The woman from the Situ tribe has woken up now, and I know everything about her. After Grandpa Ling finished speaking, he immediately stood up and said: "Villagers, there is a saying called saving people and saving people, this woman you rescued from Dongshan Cave may now become the savior of this disaster in our Dongshan Village!"
"Ah!!" the villagers were stunned, looking at Grandpa Ling and the woman whose face was still covered with scars.
Grandpa Ling continued: "But the defense continues, and when the invading enemy arrives, we will wait for the result. ”
The villagers nodded, and continued to take their seats, wound their bows and arrows, and crouched under the boulder wall, waiting for the attacking enemy.
And Wang Zhong sat down on the spot, entered a state of meditation and cultivation, restored his spiritual power, and at the same time operated the "Flame Divine Spear" to make his physical body like a furnace.
He even took this opportunity to digest everything he had realized before.
Being in the dark, his heart is towards the light, he regards his body as a celestial body, and his heart as the sun and moon, and the inspiration he gets may be amazing even for Grandpa Ling.
This is because the talent for cultivation varies from person to person, and not all the things that are understood are the same.
The road is endless, no one can understand the end, and every end is a new beginning.
This is the Word.