The night moon hangs high, the autumn wind and rain are bitter, and the mountain roads are rugged. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Cheng ran into the mountains, and the flame-tailed horse was released by him at will in this barren mountain and wilderness.

This horse is psychic, but it knows how to forage for food on its own and will not run far.

Entering this barren mountain, hiding your whereabouts is one of them, lurking for a few days and waiting for the opportunity is the second, and you can hear the faint roar of a waterfall in this mountain from afar, and choosing this place to hone martial arts is the third.

The autumn rain is cold and cold, and it adds a bit of coldness to the mountains and forests.

Jiang Cheng held a knife to cut through thorns and thorns, and it was difficult to walk at night, and more poisonous snakes, insects, and even jackals, tigers and leopards infested at night, which was very dangerous.

He is a master of art and bold, and he is looking for an opportunity to hone himself, but he is not afraid of ordinary beasts and poisonous insects.

Since he learned martial arts, he has learned a lot, and now his kung fu is stronger than the ability on the blade, but he wants to make up for this shortcoming.

Although the essence is not expensive, as far as the current acquired realm is concerned, no matter how strong the fist and foot kung fu is, it will be targeted and clamped down, which is both a strength and a weakness.

After all, one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous.

In any case, in the current acquired realm, there is still a big difference between having a guy in your hand and not having a guy.

Don't say anything else, let's just say that Yan Qiu, the former big stele hand, is not weak in kung fu, and he also wears gloves and protective gear, not just a pair of meat palms.

But as a result, under the sudden hidden weapon of Heyunliu, it was not directly pierced through the glove protector, and finally the phosphorus fire was poisonous, and he died tragically.

At that time, if Yan Qiu knew other blade kung fu, not with the palm of his hand to resist the hidden weapon, but with a light and dangerous dagger that did not affect the speed of the attack, or a broadsword directly wielded the flying hidden weapon, how could he be pierced by the hidden weapon?

It can be said that at that time, Heyunliu was very likely to be eyeing Yan Qiu's weakness, and directly urged the secret weapon to yin him.

The rivers and lakes are sinister, and they have to be guarded against, and it is not a bad thing to be able to basically press the bottom of the box to save their lives.

Walking all the way up the mountain spring flowing down the mountain, the moonlight on the road is dim, and it is difficult to see the direction of the rugged road in the mountain.

If you are an ordinary person, under the cold of this autumn rain, you will most likely stumble and fall down the mountain if you are not careful.

However, for Jiang Cheng now, the five senses have been channeled, although he has not practiced the sixth sense, but when he walks, he closes his essence and stands on his whole body, so he can perceive the things around him and even the air flow very keenly.

This kind of means of perceiving things is not unusual, and people who have reached a certain level of body can control their bodies finely.

When ordinary people urinate, they sometimes have a spirit, resulting in this subtle state of fried hair, the hair on that part of the body stands up, and the perception of the outside world is sharply improved.

In a word, this is the levator anal fried hair, like the hair of an animal stands up, keenly perceives the surrounding wind and grass, and immediately escapes if something is wrong.

People who don't train their strength to the full-body fur can't maintain this state for a long time, which requires strong control over the muscles of the body.

Jiang Cheng walked in the mountains, his body was as light and agile as a big bird about to soar into the sky, and it was the stake in the Lark Soaring Body Law that he practiced to the depth.

Sometimes his figure jumped in the mountains, and sometimes in a flash of his sword, he slashed a poisonous snake that was alarmed to attack him, like a ghost in the mountains, and moved like the wind.

The time of a pillar of incense has crossed this mountain peak to a vast valley.

This valley is huge, there is a waterfall of dozens of feet sloping down, smashing into the deep pool below, falling on the boulder, the sound is already deafening, the water vapor is steaming, the momentum is huge.

In the moonlight, such a waterfall shimmers with silver light, as if the Nine Heavens Milky Way is pouring from the sky, and the water is magnificent.

The surging water that flows from the deep pool into the underground river washes through it, and this does not look like a desolate place.

At least because of this waterfall, there should be a bit of charm.

Jiang Cheng walked towards the valley, and saw an inconspicuous thatched house in the depths of this valley, and he couldn't help but be vigilant in his heart.

Obviously, he was not alone in his eye for this waterfall in the mountains.

Some martial arts skills need to be honed with the help of the power of heaven and earth.

The power of heaven and earth refers to the right time and place.

For example, a certain evil martial art can only be cultivated by killing young boys and girls at a certain time when the yin qi is extremely heavy.

Another example is that a certain martial art can only be successfully cultivated in a specific strange environment.

These are all martial arts with the help of the power of heaven and earth, and those who have practiced will not be nameless.

Like the current waterfall, Jiang Cheng can use it to exercise all martial arts skills, knife skills, palm techniques, fingering, and martial arts.

Martial arts is like sailing against the current, applied to reality, this waterfall is the heaven and earth vigorously washed down, how can manpower compete with it?

But if you vigorously swim against the current in the face of this heaven and earth, insist on stubbornly resisting, such as the boulder under the waterfall that has been attacked for a hundred years and still does not move, it will naturally be tempered into a piece comparable to King Kong.

Of course, that is also a matter of method, and in the end, success is needed to achieve great things.

Otherwise, the way is not right, if you don't practice well, don't say that you can achieve great things, and it will be a fluke if you don't fall into a dark injury.

Jiang Cheng walked lightly and silently, his figure hidden in the shadow of the moonlight, and slowly approached the thatched hut in the valley where the earth and stone were made of thatch.

The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses.

People who have leisure and elegance to choose such a good place to live for a long time should not be ordinary people.

Jiang Cheng had prepared for the worst, and if something went wrong, he would leave immediately and never stay.

The place of practice can be found and selected again, but there is only one life.

His hair stood on end, and his bare skin felt the peace of the wind on his face, and felt all the unusual movements around him.

His breath was completely closed, and he only relied on the internal qi to temporarily absorb his breath.

His footsteps walked on the ground like a pad of flesh on the soles of a leopard's feet, stepping on the ground without making a sound.

When he approached the hut less than ten feet, he hid behind a rock, and stopped his footsteps.

Close your eyes and perceive it carefully with not too strong mental power, and that kind of vague perception like a sixth sense comes and goes.

Jiang Cheng didn't perceive the danger, and the dead silence in the hut didn't look like it was inhabited.

He didn't try again, and slowly retreated until he withdrew to the outskirts of the valley.

Anyway, he couldn't rush into the waterfall at night to practice martial arts, so he withdrew to rest for the night, and at the same time continued to observe the movement of the hut.

If no one shows up tomorrow morning, then it proves that there is no one in the vicinity, and the hut is just left abandoned.

Finding a slightly dry valley corner, Jiang Cheng shrank into it, urging his internal force to evaporate the rain-soaked clothes, and then entered a state of latent cultivation that seemed to be asleep but not sleeping.