Chapter 242: Death Cultivation
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Luo Zhuo observed on the wall of the second pass of Hangu for three days, and in these three days, the tornado appeared three times and disappeared three times, and each appearance would last for six hours, and the maximum scope of the tornado was enough to cover the ancient battlefield of three thousand miles.
There are tornadoes for half a day in a day, and it is impossible for Luo Zhuo and the others to pass through these three thousand miles in half a day, and when there is no tornado, there is also ordinary yellow sand on the battlefield, and in that ordinary yellow sand, the distance they travel in a day is only ten miles.
"If only there was a wind bead. Su Yan didn't know how many times she sighed, after all, a woman was a woman, and she was far less shocked than Luo Zhuo when faced with this situation.
"If only it were something, it shouldn't come out of your mouth. Luo Zhuo said indifferently: "I'm waiting for cultivators, it's pointless to complain when something happens, when the tornado stops, I'll go out of the city to explore the way first, and then we'll discuss countermeasures." ”
As soon as Luo Zhuo's words came out, Qiao Mengyuan thought of the scene when she saw Luo Zhuo go to get the Shura knife in Jiang Yiping's Taoism, and in the process, Luo Zhuo turned into a bloody person countless times, and the situation was extremely tragic. To this day, she still wakes up from her dreams.
"Can you not go?" Qiao Mengyuan said in a low voice, along the way, she has rarely talked to Luo Zhuo, in order to avoid suspicion, and in order not to let herself have illusions, other people's girlfriends are around, how can she be a third party.
After Luo Zhuo used the Nine Turns Purple Gold Pill to reincarnate Qiao Mengyuan, the cold qi in Qiao Mengyuan's Nine Yin Xuan Veins was transformed into True Yuan, so Qiao Mengyuan had never cultivated, but went straight to the Golden Pill realm. The Qiao family still has some cultivation methods handed down, but no one has been able to practice, Qiao Shifeng found out that Qiao Mengyuan had true yuan mana, and only then did he teach those methods to her, which led to the situation that Qiao Mengyuan took Zhou Yan to rely on the identity token of the ancestor of the Qiao family to enter Hangu Pass.
Although Qiao Mengyuan is in the Jindan realm, she has an understanding of cultivation. It's much worse than Zhou Mengchun, who started at the beginning, she just didn't want to see Luo Zhuo have an accident, and she didn't think about anything else, in her mind, it doesn't matter if she can't get through, although there are scary zombies here, but those zombies are not very powerful, as long as they are eliminated, it is quite good to live here.
From this point. Qiao Mengyuan is more ignorant of world affairs than Zhou Yan and Wen Ya, and she has no idea what to do if there is no water and no food here.
"Gotta go. Luo Zhuo shook his head and said, "If you want to pass through Hangu Pass, you have to find a way to pass through this tornado area, I can't turn back, I can only move forward." ”
Qiao Mengyuan's eyes dimmed, and she said in a low voice: "These are the pills I brought from outside, I don't know if they will be useful to you." You can take it all. She took off the backpack behind her back and handed it to Luo Zhuo.
The Qiao family is a family of medical skills. Maybe they can't practice anymore, and they can't refine the elixir of the cultivation world, but drugs like gold sore medicine and elderberry to treat external injuries, they have a lot of them, and when Qiao Mengyuan came to Guguan, he brought a lot of medicines in this area in case of emergency.
In fact, this drug does not have much effect on the damage caused by wind and sand. With only a few external injuries, as long as Luo Zhuo's true yuan is not exhausted, he can recover between breaths, but looking at Qiao Mengyuan's eyes, he still did not refuse. He took it and said, "Thank you, Miss Qiao." ”
"We've been walking together for so long, you don't have to be so polite, just call me Xiao Qiao. Qiao Mengyuan pulled her hair and said in a low voice, her pretty face was already flushed.
Luo Zhuo was not hypocritical, nodded and said: "Okay, everyone listen, the city wall here has a protective formation, and zombies can't come up to the city, don't go down at will, wait until I come back, don't slack off in practice!"
After saying this, the tornado had gradually retracted, hugged Wen Ya, and Luo Zhuo jumped down, passed through the city gate, and entered the ancient battlefield between the second and third levels.
As soon as he entered the ancient battlefield, the wind cut on Luo Zhuo's skin like a knife, but only a white mark was left, no blood was seen, Zixiao refining form, every time he broke through a style, Luo Zhuo's strength would be earth-shattering, before he got the Shura knife, Luo Zhuo couldn't bear the wind, but after the tempering of the wind and sand between the first and second levels, Luo Zhuo has now practiced the seventh type of Zixiao refining form, the cultivation of the Mahayana period, this ordinary wind and sand can't help him at all.
Try to find out that the power of this ordinary wind and sand has not increased much compared to the previous level, Luo Zhuo has the bottom in his heart, and he unfolds his speed with all his strength, and gallops towards the third level, the interval between tornadoes is only six hours, so one back and forth, Luo Zhuo is equivalent to only three hours.
There is no need to protect others, Luo Zhuo doesn't need to waste the true yuan at all, bury his head and move forward, the speed is only three percent slower than when he was at full speed, at this speed, in three hours, Luo Zhuo can run out for thousands of miles, and in six hours, Luo Zhuo can run out of two thousand miles, and two-thirds of the distance can be completed.
If he didn't consider the others and cast the forbidden law, Luo Zhuo was completely sure that he would pass through the ancient battlefield of three thousand miles within six hours, but he might be greatly injured, and on this Hangu Pass, there would be no time for him to recover, and it would be impossible for Luo Zhuo to leave Wen Ya and the others alone.
At full speed, an hour later, Luo Zhuo was already hundreds of miles away, and the people on the city wall could no longer see him, there was no master like Jiang Yiping here, and Su Yan couldn't use the art of watching movies here, so everyone could only wait in a daze, completely unaware of the situation inside the wind and sand.
Six hours were approaching, and under the worry of everyone, they finally saw a figure appear from the wind and sand, the figure was slightly bent, but when they saw him, everyone was inexplicably calm.
Just when everyone was just breathing a sigh of relief, Luo Zhuo's action made everyone's hearts rise again, because when they were still a few miles away from the city gate, Luo Zhuo suddenly stopped and sat cross-legged on the spot.
"Brother Zhuo, come back, the tornado has risen!" Wen Ya shouted loudly.
"It's useless, he can't hear it. Su Yan shook her head and said, "The city protection formation isolates the wind and sand, you can't feel how big the wind and sand are, as soon as your voice goes out, it will be blown away by the wind and sand, and it won't reach him." ”
Here is what Su Yan can roughly guess Luo Zhuo's thoughts, maybe he wants to try the power of the tornado himself.
Su Yan guessed part of it, Luo Zhuo really wanted to try the power of the tornado, but his biggest purpose was to use the tornado to refine his body!
Refining the body, although there are thousands of exercises, but in the final analysis, it is all about the tempering of the body, and there are those in the martial arts who practice hard skills through the blow to the body, and the principle of refining the body is the same, no matter how big the blow is, it is not comparable to the great power of nature.
Luo Zhuo has Hongmeng purple qi in his body, as long as he is not killed in seconds, he has the ability to recover, the last time he was injured by the knife intent of the Shura knife and was shattered, but after his body recovered, his physical strength increased not a little bit.
Luo Zhuo felt that as long as the power of this tornado did not crush him in an instant, he would have the opportunity to use the power of this tornado to temper his body.
The tornado rose very quickly, and as soon as the six hours arrived, a whirlpool in the center of the ancient battlefield was generated, and it expanded rapidly, and in just one hour, it had expanded to a radius of thousands of miles, to the edge of Luo Zhuo.
Luo Zhuo had already stood up, and the huge attraction formed by the tornado rotation made Luo Zhuo a little unstable on his feet, this force, even if he was a Mahayana monk, as long as he was not a body refiner, he would definitely be unable to resist.
Luo Zhuo himself is not an ordinary body refiner, his strength is definitely the strongest among the Mahayana stage body refiners, even he can barely resist the suction of the tornado, the key is that the tornado is still dozens of miles away from him.
Luo Zhuo's face was solemn, and he slowly opened the shelf of Zixiao refining, and used a thousand catties to stabilize his body, Hongmeng purple qi slowly flowed in his body, in this wind and sand, even his divine sense could be cut off, Luo Zhuo was not afraid that someone would see Zixiao refining.
It didn't take long for the tornado to reach Luo Zhuo's side, the wind had just fallen on Luo Zhuo's body, and after a few miles, everyone on the city wall seemed to hear the sound of snorting, and in an instant, Luo Zhuo's body didn't know how many more wounds there were, and blood gushed out instantly, dyeing Luo Zhuo into a bloody man at once.
Wen Ya bit her lower lip tightly, and tears couldn't stop flowing.
Although Qiao Mengyuan had seen this kind of scene once, when she saw it here, her eyes were still red in distress.
Su Yan's face was solemn, and she secretly praised in her heart, "No wonder his combat power is amazing, it turns out that he cultivates so hard." ”
The wind cut his body, Luo Zhuo seemed to be being cut by a thousand knives, he couldn't help but let out a long howl, in the long whistle, Zixiao refining form kept running, Hongmeng purple qi was recovering his injuries at any time, but just recovered and was cut open, this feeling, a little weaker nerves will go crazy.
While Luo Zhuo was running the Zixiao Refining Formation Method, he used the wind avoidance skills he had cultivated on the ancient battlefield after the first level, and slightly adjusted the angle of his body to reduce the wind power, but the skills that were very useful in the previous ancient battlefield had no effect in the face of absolute power.
When life is threatened, Luo Zhuo's brain tells the operation, people are in the wind, how to reduce the wind power, the easiest way is to go with the wind, as long as the speed and the wind maintain the same direction, you can naturally not feel the size of the wind, but Luo Zhuo wants to move forward in the wind, and it is impossible to circle with the tornado.
Another way is to let yourself breathe the wind! Zixiao refining the form, so that Luo Zhuo's control of the body to an unimaginable extent, he relaxed his body, imagining that there were gaps between every cell, and the wind flowed through the gaps in the body, which naturally did not work at first, and gradually, Luo Zhuo really felt that the wind force borne by his body became a little smaller.
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