Chapter Seventy-Three: Ventilation Pulse

Time passed in a hurry, the moon stars were scarce, and the purple mountains and forests had a different scene, reflecting the moonlight but showing a jasper-like green light.

"Young master, you look beautiful. "Women are always indispensable to dreamy thoughts, and Feng Wu is the same, seeing the strangeness of Zilin Mountain, she shouted happily.

"yes, it's beautiful. If only my mother could see it. Under the beautiful scene, Meng Yu couldn't help but think of his childhood dreams and recalled his mother

"Young master, I'm ......." Feng Wu realized Meng Yu's sadness, and opened her mouth with some self-reproach.

He waved and smiled, indicating that he was fine. Meng Yu began to cultivate his true yuan, these days he only knew how to escape, his martial arts pulled down a lot, and most of the martial arts habits he had developed before were also abandoned.

Since the internal force in the body has turned into the true element, the effect of heaven and earth has been minimal, and the increase of the true element is very slow. Meng Yu was also full of sorrow, and he regretted that he had converted the internal force into the true element at the beginning, but there was no way at that time, if he didn't convert the internal force into the true element, he might not die again.

After thinking about it for a while, Meng Yu also understood that now that he has the True Yuan, he can be regarded as a low-end immortal cultivator, and the martial arts heart method of mortals will definitely not be able to meet the requirements, and if you want to increase the true yuan, it seems that only the immortal method practiced by the immortal cultivator. It's easy to think about, but it's much harder to do, what is the fairy law, the legendary thing, that's what you want to have.

Joining the Immortal Cultivation Sect, Meng Yu didn't think about it, but the traces of immortal cultivators are erratic and difficult to find, not to mention the mysterious Immortal Cultivation Sect. Now there is one more misfortune that is the snow wings on his body, even if he really knows the traces of the immortal cultivation sect, he doesn't dare to go, what if he is seen by the cultivators who have cultivated high and killed him as a monster. The strength of the immortal cultivator was that after he saw the methods of the old man who rode the clouds, he deeply understood that he had no room to fight back now.

Snow Wing looks like a big opportunity, a big meatloaf, but now it has become a bomb on his body, and it can't be said when it will explode, and he will be blown up.

Thinking about it, things have already happened, and no amount of sorrow is useless, but it will shake the mind of one's cultivation. Meng Yu put his attention on the snow wing, according to the mysterious voice, the snow wing has great magical powers, wind control, lightning control, ice control, if it can master one of them, then all the difficulties in front of him can not be endured. However, with his ability, even if he can't defeat the immortal cultivator, there should be no problem holding on to his life.

As soon as my thoughts opened, it came like a flood bursting the embankment. Meng Yu thought that even if he couldn't grasp the great divine power in the snow wing, if he could figure out how far the snow wing was hidden in the body, what kind of cultivator could he hide. He was able to take precautions in advance, and he didn't have to worry about any kind of cultivator.

"Well, it seems that everything has to start with Snow Wing. After thinking for a while, Meng Yu muttered a word of understanding, and began to avoid his eyes and look inward.

The ability to see inwardly, Meng Yu appeared not long after drinking the blood of the Strange White Bird. Feng Wu was promoted to the innate heaven, Meng Yu always thought that it was his special ability, and later asked Hu Jun to understand that every martial artist above the innate level has this ability.

For a period of time, Meng Yu was a little frustrated about this matter, and felt that he was ridiculous and regarded the ability that a martial artist above the innate level would have as his special ability. However, the remnants and Meng Wu discussed martial arts, and Meng Yu was overjoyed. Compared with other martial artists who can only use internal force to look inside a few teas, his internal vision is much simpler, just like a natural ability, which can be used at any time, and does not consume a trace of internal force at all.

Close your eyes and find the location of the snow wings, controlling the slightest intrusion of the spirit. There is no resistance, just like the invading of one's own body. Thirty-six veins, twelve purple, twelve cyan, twelve silver were clear, three of them shone brightly, and the others were somewhat obscure. Meng Yu understood that Mingyan's three were the ones he had opened up before, and there was a true element flowing in them, so they were better than the others.

You carefully observed along the snow wings, but did not find any other clues he wanted, but found that the feathers on the snow wings were one hundred and eight, and the color of each feather was from the inside to the outside in the order of cyan, purple, and silver. Moreover, the sharpness and hardness of each feather were no worse than his Longquan sword. dispelled Meng Yu's previous worries about Snow Wing being cut by a sharp weapon.

Doesn't "one vein and one heavy heaven" mean that when one vein is opened, there is a new change? But when the second and third are opened, why is there no major change? Well, the previous three are all different, and they should be talking about the same kind of meridians. If you open up another wind vein, you can't say that the speed will be doubled, it doesn't mean that you can travel twenty miles in one breath. The speed doubles at a time, if the twelve wind veins are opened, who else in this world can catch up with me, the immortal cultivator must not be so fast, and the speed of the immortal cultivator last time was about the same as opening up a wind vein. Looking at the clear veins, Meng Yu thought with some excitement.

The motivation of excitement is huge, the true element in the control body is infused with cyan muscles and veins little by little, and the itching sensation spreads all over the body, Meng Yu feels that his body is about to rot, the water in his body has been exhausted, and his throat is dry and uncomfortable, as if it will break at any time. Gritting his teeth, he controlled the impulse in his heart to stop infusing the true element, if it didn't work, he would perfuse it little by little, and the blue light on the wind vein became bigger and bigger, Meng Yu didn't care about being happy at all, he just stiffened his tiredness and infused the true yuan at the end of the wind vein, if it didn't work at all, it was a little bit, and in the end, Meng Yu didn't know how much true yuan he had infused at the end.

A "poof" sounded, the wind veins were opened, a smile appeared on Meng Yu's face, and the tense Xuan in his heart relaxed. The body Peng also fell on the car with a thud.

"Young master, young master, what's wrong with you. Feng Wu was startled, pulled Meng Yu's arm and began to check his pulse. After repeating the pulse a few times, he was sure that Meng Yu was really fine, but he was just overtired, and he could recover after resting. Feng Wu wiped the sweat on her forehead and put her mind at ease.

Ever since Meng Yu's head began to sweat, Feng Wu began to pay attention. I have always been worried, I am afraid that Meng Yu will want to go crazy again like last time in Hu Jun's house. But there is no way, thinking that Hu Jun said at the time that it is not enough to go mad and cultivate into demons, and you must not interfere indiscriminately, otherwise not only will you not be able to save people, but you will harm yourself and others. Feng Wu was full of concern and had nowhere to go, so she could only stand next to the carriage and watch, protecting Meng Yu.

It took three hours for Meng Yu to ventilate the pulse, and Feng Wu also stood next to the carriage and worried for three hours, but fortunately, Meng Yu was fine in the end, and everything was not in vain.