Dark Moon Era

Can time really go back?

If you can, Su Yao wants to go back that day most. He won't stand still, watching the person's back slowly walk away.

"The next thing is dangerous, and I like to do things and take risks and willful, so I can do it alone."

"Trust me."

Yes, I believe it every time, so believe it, believe it, and wait for a terrible news.

I already knew this, just don't believe it once.

Just go back to that day, back to that moment, stop him.

Unfortunately, the retrospective of time does not really turn back time. It is just a magical agent that can awaken the memory of cells. It can make each cell recover to the peak period briefly, so that the whole person seems to pass time But it is not without cost.

In short, it is amazing, the cytological principles that pre-civilization cannot explain.

Fifteen minutes later, Su Yao stood up.

A shawl with white hair, taller and stronger body, yellow skin showed a strange color, just like the earth's earth color.

The original angular features became more wild, heavy eyebrows, deep raised eyes, wide nose, making him look like a lion.

"Hey, Su Xiao, do you know? As long as we are together, everyone will deliberately avoid a topic." He dangled a grass, put his hands behind his head, tilted his legs, and looked at the starry sky.

In the vast grassland, a long-eyed fifth-level mutant beast Lanxing Lion just passed by him.

"Oh!" He suddenly turned over and shouted at the Lanxing Lion.

"Woo." The Lanxing Lion was so frightened that his mane exploded, and ran away with his tail in his hands.

"Are you interesting?" Su Xiao thought he was bored, but couldn't help but be curious: "What topics do you deliberately avoid?"

"On the subject of looks. I am really too handsome. When you are with me, you are like a beast walking next to me." He was serious, and then gestured, "Who says that there are only beauties and beasts?" Yes? I'm with you, the handsome guy and the beast. "

"Everyone feels awkward, so you know ..."

"!" Su Xiao wanted to sting him. As long as the Lord could give him a chance, Su Xiao felt that he would hurry up and slap his face into a slum, yes, his mouth would be torn.

It is a pity that God closed the door to Su Yao from the age of eight.

"You'll be called a mad lion in the future, will this title pull the wind?" He sat up, spit out the grass roots in his mouth, and smiled, saying, "My buddy must be shocked when he comes out. Alas, come and see , People with reverent eyes, shouting 'Mad Lion Su Xiao' 'Mad Lion Su Xiao', do you think your face has become 20 times more handsome? "

"Why are you so over?" Su Xiao was really angry.

"No." He lay down and looked again into the deep starry sky: "Do you know? In this prairie, the most honorable is the white lion. In the legend of the pre-civilized prairie, the white lion is **** The messenger is the king of the steppe. "

"You said you were born with a white hair. I sometimes wonder if you were a white lion in the last life?

"You look like a lion anyway."

"Why do you make fun of me around the curve?" Su Xiao couldn't help crying and couldn't help but raised his fist and smashed at him.

It doesn't matter if you can't win, you fight.

"Oh, Brother Su Xiao, don't hit me, I'm wrong."

"Oh, think about it, how about a wild lion? Crazy roaring white lion, hahaha ..."

The memory seems to be too far away, so long that I occasionally think about it, not sure if it happened?

However, many years later, what he said has become true, and people will really shout 'Kuangshi Suxiao' and 'Kuangshi Suxiao' with reverent eyes. At that moment, he remembered that Days of prairie adventure.

Time can't go back, is it really back? Su Yao picked up the mirror left by Rona in the room. He was very young in the mirror. It felt strangely unreal. It didn't look like a mirror. Instead, he looked at a photo or portrait of himself when he was young.

Mad Lion Su Xiao? The name is almost forgotten, right?

How could the name he gave himself be so forgotten? Su Yao, no, Su Xiao knows that this name has a brilliant debut day.

He has been waiting, he finally waited, and today is today.

"Smelly boy." For some reason, Su Xiao thought of Tang Ling and couldn't help whispering, but a smile quickly rose to the corner of his mouth.

Endless and continuous, just like what he said, there is always hope, this time will not appear, the next time will also appear. In this world, even God cannot stifle hope.

"Can he recognize me?" Su Xiao squeezed his fist, and there was dust around his fist, and soon a thin layer of soil covered Su Xiao's fist, and then he became hard instantly.

But thinking of how surprised Tang Ling would be when she saw herself, Su Xiao couldn't help the smile under her eyes.

Zhente was so interesting. He shook his fist, and the earthen helmet on his fist immediately became dust and floated in the air.

‘Boom’, the moment Tang Ling opened the door of the energy room, he was almost blown off by the surging violent energy.

What is the feeling of rage because of the energy? That's how Tang Ling gritted his teeth and slammed the door shut. The door couldn't be opened, and energy would escape.

"Huh," Chang Chang breathed a sigh of relief, and Tang Ling sat down with her knees in front of the door.

The feeling of staying in this energy chamber is really very uncomfortable, just like staying in the gravity chamber. Yes, the pressure here is almost five times that of the outside world. Just standing here, I feel like my body is full of stones When sitting cross-legged, Tang Ling even heard the sound of his bones 'ziz'.

Can this energy be absorbed? Is it that the moment you absorb it, you will burst your body?

Tang Ling has no answer, but he has no choice.

What he has to do is very simple, that is to activate the combat type!

Yes, what would twenty of your own combat capabilities come together? What if you activate the race again?

It is impossible to imagine how powerful the fighting power that erupted at that time! Is it enough to get revenge?

But before that, it is still necessary to activate the combat type! How much energy does that take? How much time will it take? Therefore, from the beginning, Tang Ling's plan directly pointed to the energy reserve of Tongtian Tower.

Now that it is done, then Tang Ling closes his eyes and starts to work.

He wants to use Qiangshang to absorb energy into the body, and then continue to pour excess energy into the war.

In a very dangerous way, Tang Ling himself did not expect the energy of the energy room to be so violent!

But this method is immutable, and Tang Ling has no way to devour energy directly.

'Hoo' hiss, Tang Ling's breathing rhythm started to slow down. With the operation of Qianshangong, the energy squeezed out of the energy room and nowhere to go seemed to have found a tiny exit, only instantly Furiously toward Tang Ling.

‘噗’, just trying to inhale a little energy, Tang Ling spit out blood.

The energy here doesn't need to be captured at all, and the moment when the extremely high density enters the body, it is like taking a swinging hammer into the body at once.

Instantly, Tang Ling felt that the cells in his body were almost crowded.

How to do? Totally unabsorbable! Absorption is a terrible thing!

But Tang Ling wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and closed his eyes again. If so, he has only one way to try it!

If this method is no longer possible, Tang Ling is ready to suck, bet on his life!

"Small race, small race" Tang Ling began to concentrate his energy, trying to contact the seeds in the heart.

The race quickly responded with a drowsiness.

Recently, it has always been in a state of satisfaction and no longer lacks the energy to grow, as it used to be, so most of the time, it is asleep.

"Can you feel the energy here?" Tang Ling expressed his meaning.

The race came with an excited response instantly. Compared to various foods that need to be transformed, the purest energy is the growth resource that the race needs most.

It is a pity that even if Tang Ling practiced Qian Qiangong to the highest level, the absorbed energy may not satisfy the needs of the small species, so the supplement of various resources is the right way.

But no matter what, suddenly feel a room full of energy, the excitement of the small species is understandable.

"Dad, Daddy, Xiaozhong wants to eat, wants to eat"

"Daddy, eat it"

Tang Ling's face twitched. How did this feel like a mentally retarded child? Even though he has worked hard, he feels complicated every time he hears his father's title.

Hard to suppress the discomfort, Tang Ling began to seriously express his plans to pass to the race.

He didn't know if the plan was too complicated for the race. After all, what can you expect from a retarded child?

Tang Ling was not sure.

Five minutes later, after a simple plan was repeatedly said by Tang Ling seven times, the race finally understood what seemed to understand.

It also worked hard to express its response, full of acidity.

Probably means ‘why do you want to spit out the food you eat? ’

‘Why do you want to feed another species of food? ’

Another thing? Tang Ling couldn't help being furious. Is there any empathy? Aren't you all seeds?

However, he has no way to explain too much to the race with mental retardation, and the only way for this kind of IQ seeds to be offline is to coax.

"Well, you have eaten it. Spit it out and give it to you, which means that Dad hurts you more."

"You eat too much at one time, you can't digest it. If you die, your father will feel bad."

"So, only feed it this time. But Dad couldn't bear to eat it so easily. You must spit it out to be eligible to eat it."

Tang Ling said these words without any guilt. He just felt that his IQ was being deeply insulted, and the words spoken were with a very disgusting style of painting.

You call yourself dad? !!

But there is no way. If you do not lower the IQ to the same level as the race, it is absolutely impossible to communicate.

Sure enough, Tang Ling's coaxing played a role. The race came with a hint of strange happiness, with attachment and coquettishness. It is estimated that Tang Ling was too good for it.

"That's it. Dad absorbs energy. If Dad can't eat, you try hard to eat. Spit it out slowly, remember to spit it out slowly."

"Good boys need to be elegant, vomiting too much at once, not elegant."

In the end, Tang Ling once again emphasized the rhythm of energy release. He was afraid of a minor mental retardation, and the absorbed energy was released at one time. What is the difference between it and its non-absorption?

The race is clear.

At this time, Tang Ling wiped the sweat from his forehead and was ready to run Qian Qiangong again.

In fact, he prefers to swallow fierce beasts rather than communicate with the race, so tired.

After half a minute, Tang Ling entered the state of entering the state again, and his body was like a vortex again, and was put into this room full of violent energy.

‘Boom’, like last time, these energies rushed in, and while Tang Ling was working hard to operate the energy, the race also started to absorb energy in a frantic way.

Very good, once absorbed, just within the limits that Tang Ling and Xiaozhong can bear.

Tang Ling didn't pay attention to the cry of mad support, "to vomit", "to vomit" and "to vomit".

Began to move the body's energy, rushing towards the inside of the thigh.

The energy not absorbed by the race is also the limit that Tang Ling can withstand, maybe it has been slightly exceeded.

Therefore, this process is an extremely painful process. Every inch of movement is like being crushed by an inch by a heavy object.

But it is just painful. It is within a reasonable range, it will not burst cells, and it will not cause any harm to the body.

On the contrary, it is in keeping with the essence of Qian Qiangong, using energy to temper cells and absorbing energy to a certain extent on this basis.

Tang Ling found that in this state, the cell will leave a trace of energy unconsciously. This is not something he can control, but rather an autonomous instinct.

He even found that practicing Qian Qiangong in this environment is more than twice as efficient as practicing Qian Qiangong in a normal environment?

Finally, the first wave of energy was compressed to the inside of the thigh, and the battle type hidden by Tang Ling under the skin of the inside of the thigh began to move.

It took only a moment to absorb the energy from this wave of "hard work" from Tang Ling in one go.

What efficiency is this? What is this "eating amount"? Compared to it, the race is a child with anorexia.

"Small race, spit." Tang Ling closed her eyes and began to let the race release energy.

With a bang, Xiao Zhong immediately spit out a large wave of energy. Tang Ling's body flickered and was almost blasted by this wave of energy!

However, the benefits of a tempering exercise immediately appeared, and this wave of energy that exceeded the limit of Tang Ling's ability was actually slowly controlled.

Seems to feel the discomfort of Tang Ling, Xiao Cong began to feel guilty, don't hit my emotions.

For the first time, Tang Ling felt a slight warmth, and subconsciously comforted him with a sentence, "Small race is very good, father doesn't fight."

It was just that this idea was conveyed out that Tang Ling wanted to kill himself.

Why is your sister so consciously a father? What kind of disgusting way is this, your sister? Will it be called a habit in the future? !!

However, after all, Tang Ling didn't dare to have too many thoughts. After his thoughts passed away, he still devoted himself to the process of continuing to feed the war.

Five minutes passed.

This energy is squeezed like a substantial energy chamber, and the feeling of energy fluctuations is finally slightly weaker.

The cooperation between Tang Ling and Xiaozhong has also become more and more skilled, and the speed of feeding the fighting species has become faster.

What made Tang Ling even more surprised was that he clearly only wanted to feed the war species through Qian Qiangong, but he inadvertently ushered in a rapid improvement.

Under this extreme pressure, the exercise of cells is extremely real. In the case of sufficient energy, there is no need to consider how much energy is used for exercise and how much energy is used for absorption.

Even if it is not absorbed deliberately, the cells will automatically retain a trace of energy and become full.

After ten minutes.

Due to efficiency improvements, Tang Ling's rapid growth and other reasons.

The energy of the energy chamber is actually a quarter less.

Tang Ling was surprised to find that at the lower abdomen, the first vortex started to take shape slowly!

Is there anything more pleasant than this?

We must know that the biggest difference between "Addendum" and the "Sian Qiangong" version of the No. 17 safety zone is the beginning. This difference, in addition to the initial use of energy to clean the cells, is also about the formation of swirls.

The Thousand Satin Gongs in the No. 17 safety zone does not stipulate where the first vortex must be shaped, but the requirement is that the sooner the vortex is shaped, the better and what is not important.

However, the requirement of Supplement is that the first vortex must be shaped in Dantian.

Moreover, the first vortex in the "Addendum" is the beginning of all sources, its meaning is self-evident, that is, after it is formed, all energy must first be absorbed through it, and then transmitted to all parts of the body. , Because first of all, it must be used to supplement the source of life!

Therefore, the formation of the first Dantian vortex is the top priority. You must not pursue it overnight, but you must pursue refinement and repeated refinement. You should not pursue intentional molding, but natural molding.

In fact, the Raptors team is under Tang Ling's tonic, except for Tang Ling, everyone has a swirling formation.

Only Tang Ling has never intentionally shaped the vortex, but has repeatedly broken, compressed, and compressed the energy that Dantian can gather again and again!

Tang Ling is waiting, under the condition that it can't be broken and cannot be compressed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It naturally takes shape.

To this day it has really succeeded!

What Tang Ling doesn't know is that this process is an extremely painful and long process for everyone who can truly practice the Supplement.

The vortex is not formed, the practice speed will be much slower than others.

In addition, where to find so much energy to break and compress again and again? Even if energy is enough, can it bear it?

Therefore, many people who practice the "Addendum" are not the most pure and natural vortex, but some factors that are artificially shaped.

Naturally shaped swirls are too rare.

If Tang Ling had not entered the energy reserve room because of the existence of a small seed, he might have to artificially shape the vortex.

At this time, once the vortex has a prototype of natural formation, Tang Ling's speed of absorbing energy starts to soar.

However, at this time, the energy of the energy room was already thin, not as violent as the beginning, and Tang Ling itself could bear more. On the contrary, this reserve process made Tang Ling feel comfortable.

He seems to have really entered the cultivation, while feeding the warfare, while constantly training the cells, absorbing energy, then shattering and compressing.

The vortex of energy in his lower abdomen became clearer and clearer.

At this time, the war species finally made Tang Ling mysteriously feel that it had already reserved more than two-thirds, and it was close to success.

But what about time? How much time has passed? !!

Tang Ling decided to open up to absorb, no longer need to be as careful as before, he got the benefits, even to deliberately repeat the previous dangerous and difficult mode.

As long as it can be stronger! As long as it can save some time!

When the war is fully activated, Tang Ling will bring the flames of **** and burn the Anse family!