Chapter 40: The Red Wind Dragon's Voice.

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Chen Tiansheng frowned, but he was a little confused.

The young man said: "Boy, this young master's name is Mo Xingchao, and now this young master has taken a fancy to you and decided to accept you as a member of my Leng Ai family. Judging by your strength, let's be a full member for the time being!"

ā€œ......ā€

Chen Tiansheng was stunned, he looked at the other party with an idiot look, and then waved his hand at the other party.

"You go, I won't charge you tolls. ā€

But Mo Xingchao seemed to identify Chen Tiansheng.

"Why, you are not satisfied, this is the greatest honor that this young master has rewarded you, join my Leng Ai family, you will get the greatest success in life, become a master, marry the fairy of your dreams, and walk to the peak of life..."

"Get out!"

The spiritual power in Chen Tiansheng's body moved, his sleeve robe flicked, and he swung towards the other party, and suddenly, a hurricane suddenly rose, rolling Mo Xing upside down towards the whole person, and soon appeared more than ten meters away.

Chen Tiansheng withdrew his robe, then returned to sit cross-legged on the boulder, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Mo Xingchao was taken away by the hurricane and rolled several heels, although he cultivated in his body to the first level of the Spirit Realm, but he was unable to make any resistance under this hurricane, so that he ate several mouthfuls of soil in a row.

"King Leng King, King Leng Wang, are you okay?"

The three attendants hurried over to pick him up.

Mo Xingchao got up, spit out the mud in his mouth, but looked at Chen Tiansheng with excitement in his eyes, he pushed away the three people beside him, looked at Chen Tiansheng, and said loudly.

"Boy, you say, how can I join Young Master Ben's Leng Ai family, how many spirit stones do you want, you make a price, Young Master Ben has money!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't see the other party respond to him, only to see that this person suddenly had an extra long sword in his hand, and a spiritual power fluctuation suddenly appeared on the sword body, burning like a flame, sometimes fluttering with the wind.

Mo Xingchao suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he didn't say a word, and hurriedly ran towards the mountain, and when he left, his words came slowly.

"I won't give up, the Leng Ai family needs you, this is your unshirkable mission and responsibility...!"

The three attendants saw Mo Xingchao running away, glanced at Chen Tiansheng in the distance, and then hurriedly ran towards the road up the mountain.

Chen Tiansheng opened his eyes and looked in the direction where the four people disappeared, his brows were furrowed, and his heart was even a little inexplicable, and then, he closed his eyes again, secretly recuperating himself, waiting for his "customer" to come to the door.

When Mo Xing ran a long distance towards these people, they stopped.

Mo Xingchao exhaled and glanced behind him, the path zigzagged straight into the distance, but he couldn't see the boy anymore.

He looked over to the other three and asked, "Do you three know this person?"

One of them replied: "Young master, we only came a day earlier than you, and when we first came to the first peak, the people from the first peak had already left, so we didn't know many people. ā€

Another person replied, "I just don't know if this person is this year's batch of new disciples or previous years. ā€

"The eight layers that stay in the second peak are all new disciples, and some of them can't improve their strength and don't dare to go to the third peak. ā€

Mo Xingchao pondered for a moment and said, "You go and check this person for me, I want his details." ā€

He looked down the hill with a strange glint in his eyes.

"I'm going to let him... Join my family of cold love!"

......

After Chen Tiansheng returned to his residence, it was already dark, but there were more than twenty spirit stones in his storage ring.

These more than 20 spirit stones are his achievements today, and when you think about it, this harvest is still very considerable.

Even if you go to the law enforcement department to get it, then it is at most two spirit stones and one spirit yuan pill per month, but this day's robbery, oh no, it can reach more than twenty yuan if it is harvested, how can this not make Chen Tiansheng happy!

He put the spirit stone back into the storage ring, then took out a bamboo slip and watched it quietly.

He was not in a hurry to cultivate spiritual power, but planned to cultivate a new spiritual formula, the spiritual technique on the Sara Extreme Fire Scroll...... The Red Wind Dragon.

After carefully observing for a while, Chen Tiansheng put away the bamboo slips, then calmed down again, digested the information in his mind, and when he came back to his senses, more than an hour had passed.

After digesting, he got up and came to the open space in the center of the cave.

Taking a deep breath, his mind narrowed slightly, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.

"The innate qi comes, the eight veins of the strange meridians turn, and the ten thousand paths are empty from the netherworld......"

At the same time, the aura in his body flowed out from the dantian, and then followed the changes in the seal in his hand, surging towards the acupuncture points in his body.

"The middle gate of the five hubs is three inches and two, the passage is one inch and eight in the vein, the cyclone is five inches and seven in the Beijing gate, and the sun and the moon are condensed and the sun and the moon are turned four times and seven ......"

On the surface of his body, a dark black light flickered, and as he moved, his body could have a cool air like the wind everywhere he passed, which made him feel so uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the black light appeared on his arms, condensed between his ten fingers.

Chen Tiansheng's eyes flashed, his right hand grabbed into a claw, and the black light flickered, grabbing the void in front of him, and at the same time he let out a low cry in his mouth.

"Red Wind... Dragon's Groan!"

Five streams of fresh wind appeared out of thin air from the five fingers of his right hand, striking towards the void in front of him.

The breeze condensed, and then turned into five ropes, and Chen Tiansheng's left hand suddenly grabbed forward.

Suddenly, I heard a dragon's roar suddenly coming out of this cave, and the entire cave seemed to be shaken, and the flow of spiritual energy in it was about to stop.

The sound of the dragon's groan was fleeting, only its sound was heard, but its form was not seen, and the previous scene, like a dream, finally nothing happened.

Chen Tiansheng stood there dumbfounded, frowning, as if in deep thought.

He is not a genius, but he is by no means mediocre in terms of perception, although it is impossible to learn the spiritual technique at once, and master it in a while, but he can also quickly understand the essence of it, such as the spiritual formula on this sara extreme fire scroll - Red Wind Dragon Yin.

When it is in its embryonic form, you can hear the sound of a dragon's groan, and when it begins to take shape, you can see its shape, and if it is a small success, you can rely on its sound, plus its shape, kill people, and kill in the palm of your hand.

The Red Wind Dragon Yin, as the name suggests, is closely related to the wind, the Red Wind is invisible, the Dragon Yin asks for life, the root of cultivation lies in the communication of the wind, the control of the wind, plus the use of spiritual power, condensation, this is the fundamental.

He doesn't have a wind spirit element, so if he wants to manipulate the wind, then he has to work hard.

After standing for more than an hour, and after thinking clearly about the incomprehensible parts of it, he moved again and began to practice spiritual techniques...... The Red Wind Dragon.