Li Shuchong pinched his fingers, silently recited the invisibility mantra in his mouth, and began to cultivate. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's easier said than done, Li Shuchong repeated it, pinching the trick and reciting the mantra hundreds of times, but he couldn't find the feeling of invisibility. The seven chakras sometimes emit seven-colored light chakras, but they just can't merge with each other, and naturally they can't turn into white mist, so the self in the bronze mirror never disappears.

All the steps are correct, the mantra is correct, and the attitude is very upright, but what is the problem?

In fact, to learn a new spell, it is best to achieve the state of unity between heaven and man, which requires an epiphany by chance. If you only rely on an obsession to practice against the sky, you will often not be able to achieve it quickly, and you will even go mad.

Li Shuchong walked out of the gate and saw that it was getting late, and the wind and snow outside were even greater. Li Shuchong was originally a young boy with a childlike heart, and he rolled a snowball with his hands, built it into the shape of a snowman, and was ready to embellish it. Suddenly, he watched the snowflakes envelop the snowman in the sky, and the snowman's figure slowly blurred, as if it was about to become invisible. At this moment, Li Shuchong fell into deep thought, and he didn't even notice that the little foolish aunt who went out to play in the snow walked up to him.

Suddenly, the key to the stealth technique was like a lightning bolt passing through his heart, Li Shuchong involuntarily pinched his fingers, silently recited the incantation in his mouth, the speed became faster and faster, and the seven chakras emitted seven-colored light that continued to merge, forming a white light cluster, the white mist gradually disappeared, and Li Shuchong's figure also disappeared.

The little fool's eyes widened and she searched everywhere, and she was surprised, this big brother is so interesting, he played with the snowman in the snow!

In the snowflakes flying, Li Shuchong became invisible.

The little silly girl searched everywhere to find Li Shuchong, but unfortunately she couldn't find it. In fact, Li Shuchong didn't go far, he wanted to test the effect of the stealth technique. Seeing the stupid girl's extremely surprised reaction, Li Shuchong knew that he had finally succeeded in stealth.

Fortunately, it was not too late now, and Li Shuchong hurriedly went door to door to find Yang Tiexin. Niujia Village is not big, there are only seventeen or eighteen households in total, under the protection of stealth techniques, Li Shuchong searched all the way, and finally saw Yang Tiexin in a courtyard. Li Shuchong knew that Qiu Chuji's martial arts were strong, so he didn't dare to make a loud noise, so he tiptoed to the gate of the courtyard and looked inside at the gate of the courtyard.

At this moment, there were three people standing in the courtyard, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. I saw a Taoist priest, wearing a hat, wearing a robe, with a long sword obliquely inserted on his back, and the yellow silk silk on the sword handle fluttered in the wind, and under a closer look, I saw that the Taoist was about thirty years old, his eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples, his face was ruddy, his eyes were big, his eyes were blazing, and a few strands of long hair under his chin swayed with the wind, and his spirit was extraordinary. At this moment, the man was standing empty-handed in the courtyard, and the sleeves of his robe were waving in the wind.

In the courtyard, there was also a twenty-year-old northern man, burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a face full of anger, holding a double halberd, guarding the door of the house.

And Yang Tiexin was standing opposite the Taoist, holding the iron gun in his hand, the red tassels on the gun trembled, rolled up the gunflower the size of the bowl, and was squeezing it towards the Taoist's heart. The man looked surprised and slightly stunned, leaned to the left, flipped with his left hand, and grabbed the head of the gun.

Yang Tiexin made the gun look good, the tricks were smart, and the transformation was ingenious, only to see the tip of the gun shining silver, the gun was red and light, and the marksmanship was good, even Li Shuchong, who didn't know martial arts at all, also watched it with relish, but he didn't dare to get too close, after all, this was a real knife and real gun competition, if he was inadvertently injured, it would be too wrong.

But that Dao person, Qiu Chuji, one of the seven sons of Quanzhen, was obviously much more skilled in martial arts. I saw him walking with the gun. After a long fierce battle, it is estimated that the 72 Yang family's marksmanship is about to be exhausted, Yang Tiexin seems to be in a impatient mood, lifts the iron gun, turns around and leaves.

Li Shuchong knew that Yang Tiexin was about to use the last trick of the Yang family's gun - returning to the horse gun, obviously Qiu Chuji had already won the battle, and he was not afraid, and chased after him. Yang Tiexin shouted, grabbed the handle of the gun with both hands, suddenly twisted his waist and longitudinal arms, turned around and took out the gun, and stabbed straight at the door of the person's face. Qiu Chuji was not in a hurry, the last shot came first, his palms were closed, and the tip of the gun was sandwiched between his palms, and he did not move at all. Yang Tiexin's face flushed, and he snatched it three times in a row, but the tip of the gun could not get out of the grip of Qiu's palms. In the blink of an eye, I saw that Qiu Chuji's right palm was as fast as lightning and struck casually, and the iron spear had fallen on the snow.

After the competition, several people began to talk, although Li Shuchong could not hear it, but he knew the content of the conversation completely, and soon the three of them released the soldiers and said joy, entered the house and sat down to drink. Li Shuchong knew that he was breathing heavily, how could he dare to approach? For fear that Qiu Chuji would hear the sound, he raised his sword and clicked himself directly. While they were drinking, Li Shuchong slowly moved to the corner of the courtyard wall, instinctively hiding behind a large wooden plank, ready to safely watch a live martial arts scene of real life-fighting fights.

It didn't take long for Qiu Chuji to open the door again, fly up the tree, and hide between the branches and leaves. After a while, I saw more than ten horses galloping in the wind and snow, and the people on the horses were all in black clothes and black hats, and rushed straight to the door. I saw that these people walked into the gate of Yang's house along the footprints on the snow after dismounting, and suddenly an object was thrown from the tree, which hit the head of the person in front, and the person actually had a broken brain and died. Li Shuchong saw the bloody dead man for the first time, and felt extremely bloody and frightened, only to feel that his stomach was tumbling for a while, and he almost didn't vomit.

The leader drew his long knife and commanded the remaining dozen or so people to surround the tree. Five of them bent their bows and arrows and fired them at the mound in the trees. But he saw Qiu dodge four arrows, catch the last arrow, throw it down, and a man in black fell down with an arrow, rolling into the grass. Qiu Chuji drew his sword and jumped down, the sword light flashed, coming and going like the wind, only half a meal later, there were only six or seven enemies left. The black-clothed man at the head was about to jump on the horse and escape, but was inserted into the back of the heart by a sword from Qiu Chuji, and the front chest came out, and he died under the horse. The mound took control of the horses, intercepted and killed in all directions, and the corpses fell one by one, and the blood stained the snow-covered earth red. Empty horses scattered in all directions, and there was not a single enemy left.

Next, I saw Guo and Yang open the door, and after talking with Qiu Chuji for a few words, they took out the hoe and shovel, and the three of them dragged more than ten corpses to bury them, and then the three of them entered the house together.

Li Shuchong was shocked, thinking that they were nothing more than drinking inside, and then naming Guo Jing and Yang Kang, Qiu Chuji took out the sword and engraved the words, and left the two children as gifts, so he didn't take the risk of peeking. Soon, Qiu Chuji opened the door and walked out, walking like flying in the snow, gradually moving away.

Witnessing these dozen or so fresh lives turn into bloody corpses in the blink of an eye, Li Shuchong was extremely shocked, and this feeling of facing life and death is not at all comparable to reading books or watching TV shows. He couldn't help but think of a sentence in his heart: "Rather be a peaceful dog, don't be chaotic and leave people!" He thought of the tragic fate of the upcoming life and death of the Guo and Yang families, and couldn't help but sigh that in such a chaotic world where the weak eat the strong, human life is as cheap as weeds, and the strong can destroy it at will. How do you survive? It's not a simple thing.

In order to prolong his life, Li Shuchong must make the bookworm continue to advance. As long as you look for more wonderful content in the book world and absorb more bookish energy, you can extend your life by 24 years after upgrading. Li Shuchong has no choice but to strive for self-improvement, take the initiative to meet challenges, and constantly improve his strength, in order to be invincible and grasp his own destiny.

Li Shuchong is not very satisfied with his performance today, but he is used to being comfortable in the real world, and it is inevitable that he will be a little greedy for life and afraid of death. However, in the world of "Condor Shooting", he can predict the prophet, and he can rely on stealth to protect himself. If, under such conditions, we still have to run away from difficulties, get by, and wait for death, will we still have the courage to face difficulties in the future? Will we still be able to make a difference when we return to the real world? Even if we read poetry and books and learn to be rich, what is the point?

God helps those who help themselves, and escaping will only achieve nothing!

It's better to die than to be mediocre!