The more Su Zimu thought about it, the more feasible he felt, and he immediately concentrated all his thoughts on his heart, carefully feeling the beating of his heart, trying to capture the most critical part.

At first, he could only feel his heartbeat, which was vague and unclear.

After a while, I gradually felt the rhythm of my heart.

After a while, everything became clear, and every contraction and relaxation was reflected in his consciousness like a movie.

At this time, he finally felt a special rhythm.

It was a feeling that was difficult to describe, and Su Zimu felt that this was what he was looking for, all by relying on the feeling in the dark, sending a faint stream of heat into his heart.

The heart immediately fluttered abnormally, and after a short loss of control, the heart muscle suddenly contracted heavily, and returned to normal on its own.

It worked!

Su Zimu almost jumped up, slightly adjusted the timing of the heat flow cut, and continued to die frantically on the verge of death.

After several fine-tunings, he finally found the most suitable entry point, and his heart began to strengthen under the effect of heat flow.

Su Zimu grinned and laughed silently.

I'm such a genius!

Tactical backlash.

The fly in the ointment is that no one shares such an important moment.

Striking while the iron is hot, he also wants to take the last high ground of the brain, but when the heat flow is close to the brain, it will automatically bypass, and he refuses to approach at all.

It's right to think about it, if you strengthen the brain in the way of five-tone forging the body, wouldn't it be equivalent to stirring the tofu brain with a vibrator, whether it can be strengthened or not, the brain will definitely become mushy in seconds.

Su Zimu sighed quietly, and said in his heart, forget it, the so-called Heavenly Dao is fifty, and the Great Yan is forty-nine, heaven and earth are not perfect, and it is normal for the exercises to be a little lacking?

He himself was quite happy, and if anyone else knew what was going on, they would be stunned.

Is this a forging body? Is this a self-defeating thing?

For the next period of time, Su Zimu concentrated on running the Five Thunder Forging Body, and the overall strength of his whole body continued to rise.

He had a feeling that he had already crossed the invisible threshold with half a foot, and he only needed to move his center of gravity to officially enter the ranks of monks!

For the next period of time, Su Zimu devoted himself to cultivation, almost to the point where he couldn't hear anything outside the window.

The old helmet quietly asked Wan Xiong: "What's the matter with this kid?" Is it that the stimulus is too harsh, and there is something wrong with the sanity? ”

Wan Xiong looked worried: "I don't know, I hope not."

"Leave him alone." Erdan glanced at Su Zimu, his eyes were full of disgust, "With that idle time, it's better to think about how to get out of trouble is serious!" ”

The old helmet thought so, Wan Xiong sighed helplessly, and Su Zimu was unmoved.

I've been discussing this for days, and I can't think of a way at all, so what's the difference in continuing to discuss?

"The most feasible way is to ask for help from the caravan you meet!" The old helmet said.

Wan Xiong was taken aback: "Wouldn't that hurt others?" ”

The second egg pushed him aside: "I don't recognize it, what should I do if I ignore us?" ”

"Hmph, it's beautiful!" The old helmet was not shocked, "Mo's behavior is exposed, and he will definitely kill people and kill people, and there is no time for both sides to move their hands, let's just take advantage of the chaos to escape!" ”

When they heard this, they all applauded.

Su Zimu's tightly closed eyes opened a slit, and the second egg's smiling dog face came into his eyes: "Old helmet, it is worthy of you!" ”

Everyone else also looked excited, but only Wan Xiong pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

Su Zimu said in his heart that this is also an idea that people can come up with, why don't you die?

Although he is in prison at the moment, the memories of his past life still profoundly affect his concept, which can be unfavorable to others, but not to the detriment of others and self-interest.

His parents raised him, and his teacher taught him the truth, and he always said that he learned from Lei. Feng does good deeds, not selfishness and harms the innocent.

It has nothing to do with the Holy Virgin, it is purely three, contemplation, no, and union!

Next, they began to discuss how to shout to attract the attention of the other party, and how to shout so that Mo's people had to kill people, and the despicability of human nature was revealed at this moment.

Su Zimu didn't want to say anything anymore, and sighed in his heart: Ji Gongming, Ji Gongming, look at what crooked melons and bad dates you recruited!

The only consolation was that Wan Xiong did not say a word from beginning to end, becoming the last fig leaf for this group of monks.

However, for more than a week, Mao did not touch a single one, and on the ninth day, he finally encountered a small caravan.

A few moments later, there were a dozen more prisoners in the ranks.

Stop-and-go, it's more than a month in the blink of an eye.

Su Zimu felt that he was getting closer and closer to success, and he was just one step away.

At this time, the convoy also walked out of the continuous mountains, and the muddy and winding mountain roads became bluestone-paved official roads.

The speed of progress suddenly accelerated, almost galloping day and night, and in just three days, more than a dozen scaly horses had been exhausted.

Moh's eagerness is like a mountain pressing on everyone's hearts.

"It should be the next few days." The old helmet was worried, "If you don't get out, you won't have a chance!" ”

"What is this called, there is a chance to wait here!" Erdan said irritably.

Every day left here is torment, and everyone's emotions have long been impetuous, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Stop arguing, look ahead!" The old helmet suddenly straightened his neck, "Here's the opportunity!" ”

As far as the eye can see, a huge convoy has appeared in front of it, at least several times more than here!

Wan Xiong immediately pushed Su Zimu: "It's coming, it's coming, get up!" ”

was interrupted by him like this, Su Zimu could only accept the exercises: "What's coming?" ”

"Here's your chance!" Wan Xiong said in a low voice.

Su Zimu looked back and immediately raised his eyebrows.

With such a big team, the strength must be much stronger than here, maybe it's really an opportunity!

But as the two teams got closer and closer, everyone was stunned to see that that team was actually under the banner of Mo's, and there were hundreds of prisoners in the team!

Su Zimu rolled his eyes and fell straight on the car, staring at the sky stunned by the dead fish eyes that couldn't find focus.

What you think is the savior is actually the enemy's main force.

Surprised? Not surprised?

Wan Xiong's eyes straightened: "Arrest so many people? What do you want to do with the surname Mo? ”

Judging by the costumes, only a small number of the captives were monks, and the rest were men, women, and children.

The monks all looked anxious, and some of the people had sad faces, some looked indifferent, some were terrified, and some were insane and stupid.

The old helmet was the oldest, well-informed, and slammed into a wit: "Isn't it to practice any magic skills?" ”

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and Su Zimu couldn't lie down, his mind was full of poisonous things such as the Fallen Bell, the Soul Killing Flag, and the Xuanyin Gathering Beast Flag.

His grandmother has a hammer, she won't be so unlucky, right?