Chapter 415: Three Styles from the Wind!

The gray sky, a foggy cloud, and a sea of clouds rolling around, at first glance, seem to be indistinguishable whether this is the ocean in the sky or the sea of the earth.

Su Ming couldn't feel the existence of his body, as if he had turned into a wisp of wind in this sea of clouds, wandering between heaven and earth, not knowing where to go......

Maybe a long time has passed, or maybe it's just a moment, Su Ming, who was a little dazed, suddenly saw a man with long hair sitting cross-legged in the sea of clouds in front of him, in the endless gray white clouds.

This man is tall and thin, wearing a green shirt, his hair is very long, although his appearance is not handsome, but he has an elegant temperament, especially his slender eyes, at first glance, like a woman's eyebrows, Danfeng is unforgettable.

At the same time that Su Ming saw this man, this person's closed eyes slowly opened, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Here you are, my inheritor. ”

Su Ming's heart was shocked, his somewhat dazed consciousness suddenly woke up, he remembered that he was absorbing the wind barbarian inheritance in the glacier, and remembered the storm that was set off in his mind at the end of the day, and the scene when his soul appeared in this sea of clouds after the storm.

"This kind of inheritance can only be seen by first-time recipients...... The heirs after you will not look at me, but you. The two-faced, slender man, with a soft voice, said slowly.

"I am a barbarian for the wind, I am sanctified by the power of the wind, and I am fighting with the barbarian god to rob the ninth place of the Great Realm and Ten Thousand Domains......

What remains here now is a wisp of knowledge left behind when I followed the barbarian god to leave this ninth tribulation realm and go to other calamities to seek a breakthrough opportunity, so that future generations can inherit my style and barbarianism.

The power of the wind is ever-changing, and it cannot be passed on one by one, so I will accommodate it into a three-style supernatural power, if you can master it all, you can understand the wind and the barbarian fifty.

Three styles of leaving the wind, one of which is Kaiyang!" The man with slender eyes spoke slowly and slowly, and the moment he said this, the light of his eyes flashed, and his right hand was raised, and he waved it violently towards the sky above the sea of clouds.

"Push away the clouds in the sky, make the sea of clouds roll, and make the sun show the power of the sun, all that is needed is the wind!" As his words echoed, the sea of clouds rolled violently, turning into a huge whirlpool with the man as the center, encircling an endless range, and turning with a bang.

Su Ming was on the side, watching the rotation of the sea of clouds, he could even imagine that if he looked up at the earth at this moment, the scene he saw would definitely be shocking, it would be an amazing scene of the clouds in the entire sky spinning into a whirlpool.

"Where does the wind come from?" the slender-eyed man smiled.

"The wind rises from my sleeve and sends it into the sky to roll up the sea of clouds, and in this sea of clouds becomes a whirlpool, it will return countless times over!

To be precise, Kaiyang is divided into three levels, one is to supply air, the second is to borrow wind, and the third is to melt wind, and finally ...... Kaiyang!" The slender man's right hand clenched his fist violently, and at the moment he clenched his fist, the sea of clouds around him that had become a whirlpool actually rushed towards this man with a roar, and finally under Su Ming's heart shock, he saw that this whirlpool disappeared into the man's right hand clenched fist!

It seems that the process of clenching his fist is the moment when this endless range of clouds quickly condenses.

It's like, in this man's right hand at this moment, what he is holding is the endless range of whirlpool clouds of that fangcai!

It seems that in his hands, the power he now holds is the infinite power of the wind in this heaven and earth.

"Kaiyang!" The man's right hand clenched his fist pointed forward, and he seemed to punch softly and weakly, but this punch was punched, and an indescribable wind burst out from the man's hand, such as a shocking thunder in the silent dawn, such as a storm breaking out on the quiet sea, and a loud noise in the flat land!

The wind turned into a wind dragon, and with a roar, it burst out of the sky, causing a huge hole in the void to appear, and the wind dragon roared, burrowed into it and disappeared.

"Second style, burial yin!" The man with slender eyes narrowed his eyes, and there was a wisp of green light in his eyes.

"I personally like this style, this style is not my originality, but from an ancient legend, but a lot of ruins, and finally this ancient legend, just show.

I've always felt that this technique existed, but it was lost in the years, and I just restored it slightly. In ancient times, there was a legend that after the death of the ancient people, they would not bury the heavens or the earth, but would be buried in the wind, and the wind would be used as a burial ......" The corner of the man's mouth showed a smile, but the smile looked a little evil, and his right hand pointed to the earth below.

At this point, when Su Ming looked down, the earth below suddenly had an illusion, and the illusion did not last long before it became clear, but with its clarity, it was revealed in Su Ming's eyes that it was not the previous earth, but became a place filled with crowds.

On the earth, there were countless people who couldn't see their clothes or their faces clearly, they knelt on the ground one by one, and words that Su Ming couldn't understand came out of their mouths, and looking at the sky, there were tens of thousands of people on this earth.

Densely packed in a large area, forming a huge circle, in the very center, there was an open space, except for a tall wooden tower on the ground, except for the top of the tower, a corpse was tied up and hung high.

"My inheritor, take a closer look!" The man with slender eyes suddenly spoke, and Su Ming immediately calmed down, suppressed the shock, and couldn't take his eyes off it.

I saw that on the earth, tens of thousands of people surrounded this giant wooden tower, in one direction, and began to walk slowly, each of them was walking, looking at the sky, as if the circle they formed was turning, this scene made Su Ming feel surprised in his heart.

He couldn't see that the actions of these people had anything to do with the art of burial of the underworld, but as time passed, the tens of thousands of people on the ground, they gradually stopped walking slowly, but ran, and tens of thousands of people ran at the same time, making the circular rotation faster and faster.

"Could it be that the running of everyone is used to form a whirlpool, so the wind is formed?" Su Ming's eyes froze.

With the running of tens of thousands of people, a stream of heat emanates from everyone's body, which is the level of qi and blood flow, and the heat naturally emitted from the body, one person may not be much, but under the running of tens of thousands of people, the heat emitted is very clear in the sky.

The heat emanated from them and slowly rose into the sky.

At the same time, hundreds of people in the running crowd immediately rose from the ground, rushed directly into the sky, and stood above the corpse tied to the giant wooden tower, where these hundreds of people actually floated cross-legged, and the body exuded a burst of cold breath, and this cold emanation immediately spread all around, making the surrounding area suddenly cold.

The next scene surprised Su Ming, he saw with his own eyes that as these hundreds of people emitted cold air, these cold gases actually descended downward, and in the process of sinking, the hot air that rose up with the tens of thousands of people running down the earth collided with each other at this moment.

At the moment of touching, a gust of wind appeared out of thin air, setting off a roaring sound, and at the same time, tens of thousands of people on the ground spoke at the same time and roared a voice.

"Burial!" The sound was earth-shattering, making the tens of thousands of people run faster, the heat emitted more, and the hundreds of floating cross-kneeled people in the sky also opened their eyes at this moment and roared out in unison!

"Yin!" After roaring this sound, a large amount of cold air was dispersed several times, descending downward, and after touching the hot air, "like convection, a stronger wind was born, this wind swept and blew the corpse tied to the giant wooden tower, and the flesh and blood of the messenger's corpse quickly dried up in this indescribable artificial wind, and finally turned into skin and bones, and became a dried corpse."

All this is not over, as the words "hidden" and "yin" continue to be roared out, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, I don't know how long it has been, under the vibration of Su Ming's heart, he saw that the body of the dried corpse turned into flying ashes, and with the wind came out, disappeared between heaven and earth, this scene that was obviously some kind of ritual turned into illusion again and disappeared in Su Ming's eyes.

"This is, burial of the underworld. "The man with slender eyes.

Su Ming looked at the vague earth below that had returned to normal at the moment, and there were surging waves in his heart, what shocked him was not this art of burial, if it was the wisdom of those people, there was also the wind...... How it was formed.

"Is this the cause of the wind...... The collision of cold and heat, or the flow of cold and heat to each other, forms the heart... Flowing, becoming a heart... Yes, when I throw a punch, it will set off the wind, but I have never thought about how this wind came from, and now it seems that the cause of this wind is the flow of two breaths. Su Ming seemed to have an understanding.

"My inheritor, there is a wind in this heaven and earth, everywhere. But if you can separate the wind from a certain area so that there is no wind in that area, then you can become the master of that area!

If there is no wind, it is equivalent to no qi, and if there is no qi, it is equivalent to no strength, and the power of heaven and earth is forbidden to enter, when all breath does not exist, then from now on, the place where you are is the forbidden area of life, that is, my wind!"

"The three forms of leaving the wind contain my life's comprehension of the wind, and teach it to you, with the beginning of the wind in your body, how much you can grasp depends on your enlightenment......

In the end, in addition to this wind, I will use my residual knowledge to give you three opportunities to perceive, each time, corresponding to a type of supernatural power, then now, it is the first time, Kaiyang comprehension!" The man with slender eyes, after speaking, his body dissipated, and then, a gust of wind howled, directly rolling towards Su Ming, enveloping him.

(To be continued)