Once again, he put away the dragon tendon binding, and he stretched out his slender hands to press Chaoyang's shoulders to stabilize him from being swept away by the wind.

The wind tore at their clothes, and the figures of the two facing each other changed and changed. Mu Feng said, "Now, close your eyes and adjust your internal breath. ”

Chaoyang did as he said, closed his eyes, adjusted his internal breath, and waited for the other party's next instructions: "And then?"

The young man who had been lurking in Shikoku for many years paused for a moment, as if he was thinking of something.

He was just about to open his eyes, but he felt a supreme internal force pouring into his shoulders, and suddenly his body became heavy little by little, as if it was about to crush his thin shoulders.

Moments before leaving, he changed his mind.

I almost forgot that the innocent and enthusiastic teenager in front of me is one of the few orphans in Shikoku today. Teaching him how to practice internal breathing is undoubtedly planting a powerful time bomb for his own country.

If you can't teach him how to practice internal breathing, then you can only give him a part of your internal strength.

Mu Feng transmitted the internal qi of his physical strength to Chaoyang's body, and then passed in a stream of internal qi to compress the previous one, making room for a certain amount of space, and then passed in an internal force. Under such repeated compression, the original gaseous state in Chaoyang's body turned into a very dense weight of thousands of catties and sank into the position of his legs. In this way, Mu Feng increased Chaoyang's weight to stabilize his body.

After completing the qi, Mu Feng looked at Chaoyang and asked, "What do you think?"

The pain of the weight under Chaoyang's shoulders had disappeared, so he replied, "There is no discomfort." ”

Mu Feng let go of his hand with complete peace of mind.

The wind was still raging, and it was to expel the two impudent and uninvited guests. Chaoyang's young figure is like a nail driven into the ground, and the eight winds can't move.

Mu Feng nodded with satisfaction: "Take a few steps and try." ”

Do you think I'm a disabled person who has just been cured? Chaoyang looked at him puzzled. The other party smiled encouragingly. Signal him to be obedient and do as he is told.

The red-haired boy stepped forward with curiosity and nervousness. I felt that my legs were really like lead, and my body didn't keep up, and his center of gravity was unstable and he fell forward.

Seeing this, Mu Feng stretched out his hand and stopped his downward trend.

"What's going on?" Chaoyang blinked in disbelief, just wondering about the sudden situation, "Am I paralyzed?"

"Nope. Mu Feng shook his head and told Chaoyang, "I just poured an extremely heavy True Qi into your body to stabilize your body. The counter-effect of this method is that you have to use several times as much force as you used to to move your feet. ”

Is it true? Chaoyang tried to move his steps again, and a deep pit appeared where he had been standing.

The young man laughed playfully: "This kind of restriction can help my cultivation, is this the method of cultivating internal strength?"

Mu Feng turned his head sideways to avoid Chaoyang's excited gaze.

This spirit of eternal optimism and eternal faith, coupled with immortal physique and enthusiasm, will attract a lot of sadism in this teenager's life.

He has seen all kinds of human feelings, strong winds and waves, and has also experienced the ugliest era of human nature, looking at the clear and flawless eyes of the young man, he sighed heavily in his heart.

A series of events that happened later proved that this flashing idea of his was also a part of the foreshadowing of his young life.

Youshu lost his soul and was at a loss, Chu Yao had no intention so he was calculating, and he, an only son from an ordinary family, what did he lack to form such a character?

On the Shikoku Mountain, the two of them searched for something in the grass at the foot of the mountain.

As soon as they reached the bottom of the mountain, Yuki said goodbye to the two. Night knows that Yuki's eyes are not good yet, but he can only follow the young master's orders.

For Yuki's insistence, the new moon does not have any intention of retaining.

After all, it is a foreign country, and it is inevitable that there will be unnecessary suspicion and trouble in the future. And it's not your own servant or everything has to revolve around you, you should always have your own freedom. In the end, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he asked him to stay and was rejected?

Based on the above considerations, Shuoyue didn't say anything, and the three of them said goodbye at the foot of the mountain.

Because of the reunion of Yuki's soul, the overlap of the two pairs of dead eyes led to temporary blindness due to the huge dark power brought by it.

He said it was temporary, and he didn't know how long. Anyway, the memories of the ancestors of the brain told him that only by finding the dark power of the mountain spirit to dissolve another pair of dead eyes for him on the mountain of rest in the north of the noon country, the eyes would be restored.

That memory belongs to a person who died three hundred years ago, and if it is a mountain, three hundred years will only add a piece of floating dust to it, and the mountain spirit seems to be a long-lived creature. He decided to give it a try. If you don't heal your eyes, the long road after that will be only to grope your way forward in the dark.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh again, how good it would be if his primordial god was an animal with eyes.

"There's a tree less than a foot ahead. The voice of a weak scholar came from the bone beads on his neck. Let the contemplative person can't help but stop.

This bone bead is the embodiment of the bones of the princess of Yunfu City, and the owner of the soul that once lodged was a girl who had not yet committed a sin. Now the white glowing bone beads have turned into a dull and ominous black, a metaphor for the bloody sins of the master inside.

"Are you willing to wake up?" Yuki showed a clear expression, as if he had known that Huangquan would not sleep silently forever.

The other party did not make any reply. Yuki took the initiative to change the topic. There is no precedent for him to take the initiative to communicate with others, so what he said is also the next step.

He asked Huang Quan, "Now I'm going to the Mountain of Rest, do you know where it is?"

Huangquan was born in Shaohua Village, which is outside the Three Realms and Four Seasons, so it should be impossible to know that it is just a place name without any description of its appearance.

Sure enough, the bone bead continued to fall silent. Yuki realizes that he asked inappropriately and prepares to apologize. The black bone bead spoke: "Is it the sand mountain in the south of the Wu Kingdom, which is made of tearful sand?"

Yuki thought back for a moment and asked, "How do you know?"

After another period of silence, Huang Quan replied, "I've been here." ”

Yuki didn't continue to ask, and another hypothesis was forming in his mind.

Perhaps the mysterious person who made a soul deal with Huangquan lived near the mountain of rest. The one who could be able to take over the attack of Huang Quan, which was controlled by the evil spirit at that time, was not afraid of Huang Quan's transformation and wanted to kill, which can be seen. But what does he want so many souls for?

Yuki, who received an affirmative answer, dropped a sentence and began to move forward confidently and boldly: "Then you will have to lead the way." ”