Chapter 170: Four Sentences and Seven Words Are Not Poems
"Senior?" Xiao Yun made up his mind not to move, just to probe the reaction and tone of the person in the shadows, who knew that he heard a "poof" squirting sound, and then there was no sound, and he had to call softly.
But I called a few times, but I didn't get an answer. He wasn't sure if the man had left, or if he had deliberately kept his head silent.
"The seniors are really, so two times are stingy? The other party didn't make a sound at all, Xiao Yun simply used words to provoke, but he didn't know that what he said at this time was inaudible.
Ah Che~ At this time, a sneeze sounded at the bottom of the Qianzhang shaft, and the voice of the black shadow echoed at the bottom of the well: "This kid, eighty percent is talking bad about me again, ahhh
The man in black who stood up from the stone bench shook his head with a smile and pinned the wine gourd to his waist again. Stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and suddenly there was a green vine on the stone wall that was pulled by him and shot over, and the black clothes did not grab the green vine, but sent it by the force, accompanied by a loud sound, the green vine shot out directly and nailed into the hard stone wall.
In this way, a green vine lay in front of the black cloth. The black-clothed man jumped up lightly with his feet on the ground, lay down directly, and staggered to sleep with the rattan as a bed. But his eyes did not close for a long time, hanging in the air, his gaze jumped out of the shaft, and reflected the countless stars in the starry sky.
"I don't know if it's so, it's right, it's wrong......" A hazy voice hummed out of his snort, and there were countless bitterness, helplessness and hardship in his words......
"Looks like this old ghost is really gone. There was still no sound around them. Xiao Yun guessed that the other party probably really had something to leave, so what should he do? Could it be that he stayed here all the time?
Although he knew that this first step could not be taken easily, he still knew nothing about this experiment, and it was really strange to say that it was dangerous and not dangerous, and that there was no task when it was a task. Undecided, Xiao Yun simply sat down cross-legged, and said in his heart: In this case, I will consume him for a day, if there is no movement, I will have to leave here to find a way to clear the customs if there is danger.
As night fell, the darkness of the forest made it even more desolate.
There were insects and beasts roaring one after another, and there were also birds chirping in the forest, for a while, Xiao Yun was not lonely, but he was in a hurry, although the other party's words were irritating to him, but he knew that none of them were not the truth. Therefore, even if there is a beautiful day, he will not be blessed.
All he had left in his mind was the name of the first crown of the Shenzhou Martial Arts Association, as well as the poignant and graceful shadow. The parting time was not long, but his concern was better than ever.
He wanted to sit cross-legged and sleep peacefully, but his mind was full of lingering thoughts. Helplessly, in this situation, he can't sleep at all.
"Since it's consumed, then I'll just review the techniques I've learned in the past. As soon as he thought of this, he did what he said, and for a while, from the original Seven Sword Techniques, to the Eight Extremes Qingyan Fist, the Ghost Ignorance Footwork, and then to the Xuanyuan Ancient Halberd Method learned that day, he left Yucheng for less than a year, and he didn't expect that he had unknowingly studied so many techniques.
Thinking of this, he recited some of the sword techniques of the Seven Sword Techniques, and then he was shocked to realize that there was a feeling of strangeness, how long had it been since he had reviewed these Seven Sword Techniques! As soon as he remembered the years of skill that he had used to break the Huangquan Blood Sword of Shen Tu Hui with one move of the Seven Sword Techniques a few months ago, he had no doubt about the power of these Seven Sword Techniques.
Now it is rare to have "idle", Xiao Yun directly condensed the sword with his divine sense in the sea of knowledge, and the soul power of the sword, and then danced the seven styles of a sword. Although it is a lot jerky, but fortunately, he has a good memory, and he has danced twice, and one sword and seven styles have been deeply rooted in his brain.
In this way, he practiced all his tricks one by one in the sea of knowledge. Before I knew it, small beams of light had been gradually projected between the dense forests, indicating that the next day's day had arrived.
However, Xiao Yun showed no sign of waking up, and he was addicted to the practice of magic and couldn't extricate himself.
He benefited a lot from this drill.
"Review the old and learn the new", although Xiao Yun didn't know which sage and capable person came from, but at this time he gradually knew the true meaning of this sentence.
In a flash, another day and a night passed, the wolves and tigers roared around, Xiao Yun sat down like a rock, the wind and rain did not move like a mountain, and the thunder was stable in the forest.
As his strength broke through to the pinnacle of the Houwu Realm, he can now be said to be an invincible opponent in the Houwu Realm. Coupled with his review of the methods he had learned, his own strength and comprehension of the methods had risen to a new level.
"Whew-" Xiao Yun, who was sitting still, let out a sigh, his eyes that had been closed for two days and two nights finally opened slowly, he clenched his fists, and suddenly there was a crackling sound of finger bones. Feeling the surging internal force in his body, he grinned, "If I am facing Liao Yu or Ye Tianlong, I don't know if I am still as passive as before." ”
It was obviously a self-inquiring tone, but the answer was revealed between his eyebrows, and he knew that he would never be.
Through this realization, not only did his understanding of the magic improve, but even his strength, which had been stagnant for many days, also increased slightly. He was sure that if there was an opportunity, he would definitely break through the realm and ascend to the Tongmai realm.
In this way, he was a little more sure of grabbing the title of the first crown and the sixth-order Requiem Pill.
"The strength is not enough!" Xiao Yun sighed lightly, and with a thought in his mind, he recalled the internal force that spread around his body. If others heard his words, they would probably be so angry that they vomited blood and died.
Even Murong Qingcheng, the first person recognized by the Yanhua Empire as the first person to hide in the snow, is the same age as Xiao Yun, but it is only the Houwu Eightfold Realm, this time Xiao Yun was born, I don't know what kind of changes will happen to the Shenzhou Martial Arts Society?
"Naturally, it's not enough. After being silent for many days, Huangfu Xue finally spoke again, "Your strength is not cultivated by yourself, it is all transported by external forces and forcibly improved. If you don't lay a solid foundation, sooner or later this power will harm you. ”
Xiao Yun naturally knew about this potential danger, but in the current situation, he couldn't care much about it. Nodding, this two-day perception also made his strength condense a lot, which is also an unexpected joy.
"Aunt Xue, before you?" Xiao Yun asked her why she suddenly lost contact.
"The three old ghosts of Na Lin, Wang, and Ye had an entanglement with me back then...... Huang Fuxue obviously concealed something, but he probably explained the reason. Xiao Yun saw that she didn't want to tell her in detail, so he didn't ask any further questions.
"The old man bowed down to look at the height and shortness, and the day was purple. At that moment, a desolate and hoarse voice came from the depths of the dense forest. Xiao Yunden stood up and listened carefully, after waiting for so long, an NPC finally came, which made him unhappy.
"When there is need rain, don't ask for rain, and stand on the cloud platform with three legs. ”
However, before this person arrived, the sound came first, four sentences and seven words, but he didn't know what it meant.
After listening to it only once, Xiao Yun didn't understand, so he looked in the direction of the sound source, and saw a rickety old man, rubbing his beard and crutches, limping towards Xiao Yun.
When Xiao Yun saw someone, he said hello a few times, but the old man seemed to be like no one around, and continued to read in a loud voice:
The old man bowed down to look at the height, and the day was purple.
When there is need to rain, do not ask for rain, and stand on the cloud platform with three legs.