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Chapter 37: Anonymous and titled for a thousand years(2/3)

But when the two masters heard these words, their faces changed drastically.

Kong Kong Kong Kong Kong's face was solemn, and he asked the Awakening Dharma.

"There is that old guy Hu Baoyi in charge in the back mountain. There should be no trouble, right?"

At this moment, I felt a little worried in my heart.

"If we adapt to the situation, Shi Yutanyue should be fine.

However, when encountering this army, I can find out whether he can find out in time.

If the other party’s target is not us, it will be really difficult.

Now I'm sending someone to the back mountain to send a message, it's very dangerous. It seems that I'm the only one who went there in person."

Qingyun has always been very curious about this master Juefa who is known as "compared with Huayang". He volunteered to do so.

"Master, wait for me, I will go with the Master!"

After saying that, he turned over and turned back into the house, briefly told his elder brother and second brother about the situation, and told them to wait for the unified anti-virus arrangements in the temple, so he said goodbye and left.

The Little Dragon King and the Ancestral Capital are not shy people.

One of them needs to protect the safety of the second prince in the temple and should not leave without permission.

One is the key to taking care of Liu Ying.

Although everyone knows that Qingyun's departure is dangerous, he will not act at this time, but just tells each other to take care of each other.

When Qingyun returned to the beam, Kongkongkong had already left, thinking it was for the arrangement in Zhangluo Temple.

Juefa is still waiting for him with a smile, as if he is quite commending his courage.

"Let's go!"

As two simple words were spoken out, a palm suddenly stood on Qingyun's arm.

Qingyun only felt that her body was lighter, as if it had turned into cotton wool.

Then a thrust helps him rise up, and it makes him feel like he is back in that daydream.

Glide on a kite and sweep straight towards the turbid night.

"Stop your breath!"

While moving at high speed, the sound of Awareness remains calm as usual.

Qingyun naturally did not disobey her words.

"Exhale!"

"Stop your breath!"

"Inhale!"

The method of awareness is constantly changing the instructions between ups and downs.

Every time Qingyun acts according to the orders of the Awareness, he feels that his feet are loose and soft, like stepping on the clouds and mists.

The support force of the awakening method was sent in time and could immediately rise up.

The time to exhale and hold your breath is just right,

When absorbing the energy between heaven and earth, it seems that it comes uninvited.

When exhaling, it happened to be breathing with the wind without any obstacles.

At this time, the running under the moonlight seemed to be Chang'e who had absorbed the Queen Mother's magic medicine, feeling the process of the body being about to be free from the constraints. With rhythmic urging and guidance, it seemed that it could ascend at any time and pull the soul away in a tremor.

The tremor came very suddenly and very intense.

Qingyun only felt two heat waves explode from both sides of his waist.

In modern language, adrenaline is secreted in an instant,

Then the feeling of weightlessness spread throughout the body, and all the internal organs seemed to be soaked in warm water.

He opened his eyes and found that the size of the moon was getting bigger, and he seemed to have really flew up!

His screams crossed the night sky, trembling constantly between the kaku feathers, but he could not hear them at all.

When his body reached its highest point, he suddenly paused and fell downward.

This process is only a moment, but for Qingyun it is like a long time, and all the scenery is frozen at this moment.

When his eyes turned to look down, he could clearly see seven men in black, condensed in the air from seven angles in seven different postures;

The branches around were bent in the wind but did not sway;

The shocked Ye Owl's eyes widened, and his wings had not been opened, and they floated on the tips in a hilarious shape.

Under the silver moonlight, the whole world is still.

Except for a afterimage—

The navy blue monk robe cut out the ink-like fist intention, and it was completed in one breath.

Qingyun's body suddenly fell like a meteor, her vision gradually blurred, and the sound of wind that penetrated her ears continued to intensify until it almost burst.

If you hit the ground at such a speed, you will only leave a pit of flesh and blood.

A gust of wind suddenly rolled back, leading Qingyun to fly out, and his body kept spinning in the air. I don’t know if it was rolling or swaying, but it just made him dizzy and almost vomit.

Then Qingyun felt that she seemed to be holding her back collar, and her brain, which was too hypoxia, was instantly cut off from the snippet.

When he gradually woke up, he found that he was being pulled by the collar and running, his body floating in the air like a kite.

Juefa seemed to have noticed that Qingyun's mind was gradually recovering, and he instructed in a deep voice,

"Keep the breathing rhythm you have just taught and don't panic.

You need to know that only by adapting to speed can you control speed.

Only by adapting to the power can we control the power."

Qingyun lost control of his body and spiritual consciousness in the terrifying falling speed just now, but in the eyes of consciousness, it was just a lack of exercise and insufficient ability.

So Qingyun had to repeat the master's motto in his heart, and gradually adjusted his breathing evenly. Sure enough, he felt that he had adapted a lot to this high-speed movement.

Adaptation is the first step in control.

How can people control and change the environment if they are not adapted to the environment?

If people are not adapted to the rules, how can they control and change the rules?

It is rare to have this kind of experience of looking up at the stars and lying and floating around.

Qingyun couldn't help but think a lot, and started brainstorming and carefully experienced this state.

Meditation is the best way to help people adapt to the environment.

The method of Awareness seemed to have noticed the changes in Qingyun, and seemed quite relieved.

He ran for a while again, and suddenly let out a "ah" and slowed down.

Qingyun only felt her body turbid and fell down.

But at this time he had completely regained control of his body. Although the change was abrupt, he still used the force to rotate, took two steps sideways, stood firm, and asked in a daze,

"What's wrong?"

I saw that the young man in front of me was quite qualified and adapted to high-speed movement so quickly. His eyes were quite commendable and his tone was particularly gentle.

"Well, it seems that someone in front of us went up the mountain and called the police first."

"Oh?", who will it be?

If it is the head of a certain institute, I think Master Juefa would not be ignorant of it.

Qingyun listened carefully, and it seemed that there was a sound of gold and iron clashing in front of him, and someone had already started to move.

A muffled groan came, and Qingyun felt that the voice was quite familiar, so he hurriedly ran and rushed up.

A big man like an iron tower fell on an ancient pine.

Even if the pine wood is so high that it can hold the sky and is surrounded by five embraces, it seems to be in danger at this moment and will always fall.

There was an extremely miserable knife mark between the man's ribs, and blood was like a spring, and he was obviously injured by a heavy weapon.

When Qingyun rushed up to meet, it was indeed Xi Chanwen from the Southern Qi Dynasty.

The red axe was hanging softly on the side at this time, drinking greedily the blood dripping from the owner's body.

Qingyun tore his clothes and stuffed them randomly on Xi Chanwen's wounds, hoping to temporarily alleviate the speed of blood flow.

"Leave it to me!"

A sound came from the dark woods, and then a tall figure squeezed out, which was Xiao Yunchang.

Qingyun felt relieved when he saw it was him.

He asked Xiao Yanding not far away, so he hurriedly said goodbye to Yun Chang Chi Axe and rushed forward.

Juefa glanced at this side, snorted coldly, and then followed Qingyun.

When the two of them walked away, Xiao Yunchang looked at the seat and premiered.

"Uncle Xi, I don't want to kill you.

It is precisely because I don’t want to see you die that I used a knife to keep you.”

Xi Chanwen was as erect as if he was a wandering silk, and he was weak all over. He could only raise his jaw slightly and signal Xiao Yunchang to get closer.

Xiao Yunchang was no longer scrupulous to Xi Chanwen at this time. After all, the other party was both a teacher and a father, and his friendship was still there. Since he was so seriously injured, why not just give in?

So he took a few steps and put his ears in front of the other side.

Xi Chanwen's voice was as light as a mosquito, mixed with the trembling and twitching caused by severe pain, but his tone was still calm and majestic, and his thinking was not at all disordered.
To be continued...
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