In the sky of Cloud City, Shen Cong stood in the air, his eyes slightly closed, feeling the power of the wind around him, whistling in his ears.

In the past three years, his comprehension has been accumulated with a little more, so that his comprehension has stepped into a stronger level. Fang had just come back from Qingzhou City, and the power of the wind passed by, making Shen Cong suddenly have a feeling.

The wind is pervasive, and this strange form has never been more wonderful than ever. The master of the True Martial Realm can already heal his injured body quickly.

Can you create a technique to make your physical body instantly turn into a cloud of blood mist, like the wind, and minimize your physical body molecules.

In this way, when you are against someone, you can spread out your body in an instant, dodge the opponent's attack, and you can also play dead to achieve a surprise attack effect.

And when you enter the formation, you can also enter it without destroying the formation, and you won't be discovered by the other party.

Because under normal circumstances, if you want to enter the formation, you either have to unlock the true method, or you have to break the formation.

There are so many benefits. Shen Cong's powerful comprehension continued to deduce in his mind, and through a steady stream of differentiation and control of his own blood and qi, he simulated the inference route.

The aura can directly shake the physical body, and the internal strength method can quickly heal the physical body, but the problem is that at the same time as the physical body is shaken, the physical body has turned into a cloud of blood mist, and the meridians and everything are gone, and it is impossible for the internal strength mental method to continue to run at this time.

If you can't run the internal strength method, you can't heal the physical body, which is equivalent to death. A closed loop must be completed to do all this.

And after dividing the physical body, how can you control these blood qi to run according to your own mind?

If you can't control it, just let it just drift in the wind, then what's the use of a fart? All these problems must be addressed.

Shen suddenly thought of a question at this time.

"I can attach my spiritual power to the attack before, and use this to guide the direction of the attack, if I use my spiritual power to attach to the blood qi, and the blood qi naturally has differentiated spiritual energy, they will provide power to the blood gas particles. The spiritual power is used as a guide, manipulating them to move forward and backward, and then typesetting to form my human body, and the moment the human body is formed, the meridians are also revealed. When the time comes, let the aura run according to the route of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Gong, and once the internal strength is run, the physical body will be condensed and repaired, and I will recover the physical body again. "Sure enough, with a high level of martial arts comprehension, any problem can be easily solved.

Shen Cong was overjoyed and immediately started the experiment. He first divided one of his fingers, because it was not to destroy the blood qi in it, so he did not feel pain.

Then, by attaching spiritual power to it, urging the aura inside the blood particles, to control the direction, a bright red blood mist can be seen with the naked eye, moving forward with his own mind.

Subsequently, when the blood mist approached Shen Cong's body, and then performed the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, he easily fused his physical body, and his little thumb was intact again.

"It's done!" Shen raised from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't directly catalyze his entire body to take this step.

It may not take much effort to pick up a finger if you lose it, but if you spread out your entire body, you are not sure that you will be able to repair it all in an instant.

So it's going to take a little bit of time. The next step is to divide one hand, one arm, four limbs... Until the entire body was catalyzed, Shen Cong could be regarded as the deduction of this exercise in the true sense.

"Woohoo~!" After learning the new exercises, Shen Cong turned into a blood mist in the sky, sometimes in the shape of a bird, sometimes in the shape of a fish, shuttling through the entire clouds, this feeling was simply so refreshing, it made people feel drenched.

It has completely transcended the boundaries of low martial arts and reached an unprecedented level. At this moment, Shen Cong could even say that he was almost like an immortal in his previous life.

After a brief moment of amusement, he began to regain his composure.

"This exercise allows me to move freely through the air like the wind, what is it called? Blood-colored flashes? Seems a little too cheesy, instantaneous? But it doesn't really teleport, and the speed is not much different from the speed of my physical body. Well... If you have it, let's call it Wind Spirit. This is beyond the level of simple exercises, and it should be regarded as a kind of technique. "Between martial artists, the combination of multiple exercises, which is called magic, through the connection and integration of several exercises, so as to achieve the effect of extraordinary martial arts.

The technique is stronger than the normal technique, but it is also more complicated to use. Just like the self-cultivation technique used by Wu Yingxu and his wife, it is actually a technique that is finally formed through some special internal strength and heart methods and formation methods, which are fused together.

After a simple attempt at the Wind Spirit Technique, Shen Cong began to get down to business. He blasted open the spatial barrier with a punch and came directly to the Divine Martial Realm.

If you don't come here for three years, it's time to come back and take a look at your assets in the Shenwu world. He went straight to the residence of Tianshui City.

As soon as I arrived, I saw a little girl at the door, peeing and playing with mud. Shen Cong directly recognized the identity of the other party from the appearance of the other party, she looked very similar to Huang Feihong, and the hairline on her forehead was relatively high.

So, there is no doubt that she is Huang Feihong's daughter.

"Little sister, why are you here alone?" Shen Cong asked with a smile, and the little girl just glanced up at him before continuing to lower her head and play with Mud.

Shen Cong couldn't cry or laugh a little, he was ignored by a child. At this time, a voice came from the courtyard.

"Huang Xiaoya, are you playing with mud outside again? Hurry up and get back to me, if your mother sees it, you will have to be trained again. With the voice, a greasy and strong man came out, it was none other than Huang Feihong.

The moment he saw Shen Cong, he was stunned at first, and then overjoyed.

"Oh, Brother Anlan, I'll wait until you come back. At the beginning, you said that you would go back to your hometown to do something, but it turned out that it was three years away. I haven't even heard from you, so I thought something had happened to you? I wanted to go to you, but I didn't know where your hometown was. Today, I can be regarded as seeing your figure. Shen Cong said with a smile: "Brother Lao Huang has to worry about it, my family's affairs are more tricky, so I haven't had time to come over in the past three years." ”

"There's no big problem in my hometown, do you need my brother's help? If you need to, just say it? ”

"It's all in order."

"That's good. Come on, come in and have a cup of tea. He took Shen Cong's arm with one hand and Huang Xiaoya's ear with the other, lifted her into the yard, and kicked her in the ass.

"Why don't you go wash your hands? When you see your Uncle Anlan, why don't you shout loudly? Huang Xiaoya snorted angrily and trotted into the kitchen, Huang Feihong smiled a little embarrassedly: "Brother Anlan, don't mind, this dead girl is spoiled by her mother." ”

"It's okay, children are not sensible, and it will be good to grow up in the future."

"Let you see the smile, come on, come on, I just bought the best spiritual tea yesterday, and you are really blessed today." Huang Feihong made a cup of tea for Shen Cong, Shen Cong took a sip, nodded and praised: "This spiritual tea is really good, the spiritual energy in it is rich, taking a sip can greatly improve the spiritual energy in the martial artist's body, and it can also play a role in calming and concentrating, which should be of great benefit to cultivation." ”

"Hey, hey, know the goods. This thing is not cheap, that is, your Anlan brother comes over, if someone else comes, I can't make this kind of tea for him at all. ”

"Brother Huang is good to me, and An Lan remembers it."

"Speaking of which, you really have to thank me. In the past three years, our Lingtian business in Tianshui City has increased several times, if I hadn't shown you again and again, your two acres of spiritual grass would have been wiped out by others. ”

"Oh? How could Lingtian's business suddenly become so good? ”

"Don't mention it, aren't we affiliated with the Myojin Sect? Recently, there has been a fight with Akiba Valley, and the two sides have fought fiercely, and all the major places under it have also joined the battlefield. So correspondingly, Lingtian's business naturally got better. Now that your two acres of spiritual field, the spiritual grass in it has been more than three hundred years old, how many people do you say are staring at your things? ”

"I see, thank you Brother Huang." Shen Cong took out a few bottles of pills from his cuffs and put them on the table.

"Brother Anlan, are you...?"

"I told Brother Huang before, you help me take care of my Lingtian. I will give you some more pills in the future, and this is the final payment. ”

"No need, I gave it once last time, I only went over to see it occasionally, the most important thing is to defend the formation to prevent others from stealing it, I just made a round, I didn't use any strength, the pill from last time was enough."

"This can't work, I'll say one thing or another, a spit and a nail, since I said it, I won't break my word again."

"Yes, if you have to say that, I won't be polite to you, if you have any difficulties in the future, tell me at any time, and I must help you do it." Shen Cong nodded, and chatted with Huang Feihong about the level of the exercises.

"Brother Huang, I've heard before, above the Heavenly Rank, there are also Divine Rank exercises, so above the Divine Rank, is there any higher level?"

"Of course, above the god level, it can already be called the holy level, it is said that the exercises of that level are superb, and they have long gone beyond the category of ordinary martial artists, and their power can even be compared to some natural forces. As for going up, it's not something I can understand, because my strength is only the cultivation of a third-grade martial artist, and Tianshui City is just a small place, and what I can understand is limited. However, even if it is a holy order, it is not something that a person of our level can touch. Basically, only those high-level people and Tianjiao within the sect have the opportunity to come into contact. Because once the exercises of that level are cultivated, they can even give people the opportunity to break through to the Heavenly Xuan Realm. It is precisely because of this that exercises of this level are very rare. You know, the strong people will definitely not be willing to delegate all these exercises to the hands of ordinary people, in case they cultivate other strong people, wouldn't they share their resources? Just like some businesses, they have been monopolized. Of course, Shen Cong understands this truth, in his previous life, those capitalists were very fond of monopoly, and only monopoly can concentrate interests in the hands of a few.

At present, it seems that among all his means, the Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill should be regarded as a holy level.

After all, the Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill was originally a god level, and later it was fused with several exercises by himself, constantly making up for his own shortcomings and shortcomings, and his grade would inevitably be improved by one level.

Dragon Fist should also be relatively close to this level, but it is a little worse, even if it does not reach the Holy Rank, it can be regarded as the peak of the God Rank, a half-step Holy Rank.

Because the Peerless Divine Fist, the Nine Xuan Sword Qi, the Taixu Great River Strength, etc., are all god ranks, and the Dragon Fist is to surpass them, so naturally it cannot be calculated as an ordinary god level.

Not to mention the Wind Spirit Technique, it must have reached the Holy Rank, and it may even reach a higher level.

In this way, I actually have a lot of good things that others can't hope for.

And now, almost no one knows that they are so powerful. And no one will come to their own trouble.

Continue to fight steadily, and when will you be able to reach that kind of emperor-level cultivation, and then expose your identity, you can rest assured.

Perfect. Not long after, the sister-in-law of the Huang family came back, and there were female dependents present, and Shen Cong was embarrassed to stay any longer to make light bulbs, so he said goodbye: "Brother Huang, I'll go see my Lingtian first, and we'll talk another day." ”

"No problem, you can go." Huang Feihong returned the unlocking token of the defensive formation to Shen Cong, who got the token and turned around to leave.

And before he could walk a few steps away, Huang Feihong suddenly jumped out from behind.

"Brother Huang... What are you? Shen Cong was quite puzzled, and Huang Feihong waved his hand nervously and said, "Don't speak, run quickly." I'll go with you to see your spiritual field. When Shen Congzheng didn't know why, a scream suddenly came from the small courtyard.

"Huang Xiaoya, why did you use all the rouge gouache of the old lady to make mud, Huang Feihong, look at your daughter." From this moment, Shen finally knew why he ran out on the back foot as soon as he walked on the front foot?

The feeling is to come out and take refuge. It seems that every family has a scripture that is difficult to read. The two soon came to the Lingtian in the south of the city.

The director of this Lingtian garden has been replaced by a newcomer, a fat man in his forties, named Chen Yi.

When he saw Shen Cong, he didn't react yet, but when he saw Huang Feihong, the expression on his face suddenly became a little unnatural.

But soon, he stepped forward and smiled: "Brother Huang, why are you free to come over today?" ”