Pursuit of the Truth

The second gust of wind from the cold 326 chapter old man

When I saw that the wind blowing to Su Ming was partially scattered from the back, the old man who looked at the scene was suddenly dignified. He suddenly understood why Bai often valued Su Ming in front of him. ("")

"A good Su Ming..." The old man of Jing’s name murmured.

"I wanted to let him be able to withstand more time under the stimulation of words. After all, the wind blowing under the speed of this cold ice is absolutely unusual. It is the best quenching wind...

And in this position of the sword, only one person can obtain the creation of this quenching body, and seeing it in the white often, let this person practice here.

However, I did not expect that this person’s power of comprehension has reached such a level, and he has realized this level! "The old man surnamed Jing has a double eye and looks at Su Ming."

"I asked him to imagine himself as a wind, so that when the two winds collide, feel the power of the wind, so as to achieve the effect of quenching the body, quenching the wind with wind... but he realized that it is beyond this realm. Let your body be penetrated by the wind, and thus... if there is no wind when the wind is in the wind, if the person is not there..." The old man surnamed Jing’s name stunned for a long while, and looked at Su Ming’s gaze.

Su Ming had been doing his knees for a long time, and this opened his eyes. At the moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were calm.

"The predecessors of the scene, this wind is a little small, can you make this crack a little bigger?"

The old man surnamed Jing snorted, but he did not speak the word waste, but raised his right hand and clicked on the front of Su Ming. The crack spread suddenly, making the wind blowing stronger.

At the moment when the wind blew at Su Ming, Su Ming closed his eyes, and the pores of the whole body opened openly. The brain imagined that his body became the **** fog. There are numerous tiny gaps in the gap. These gaps can make the wind. Pass through directly, as if you don't exist.

It seems that his sweat pores will breathe, and the wind blows on him, sucked away by his sweaty hair in a strange way, and quickly exchanges and exchanges in the body, and then scatters from the pores of the sweat behind him. ("")

However, this way of breathing can't replace Su Ming's real breathing. It will also make him feel suffocated. Even in this exchange of breath, there will be more and more strong stings, but this way It is indeed that he can keep the speed of the load beyond the wind, and even more in time.

Time passed, and when the next night came, Shen Ming opened his eyes and violently withdrew a few steps. He breathed a few breaths and his face gradually recovered. As such, he was in this day. It has been repeated many times.

The old man surnamed Jing has never spoken, but with a strange look, he constantly looked at Su Ming and watched Su Ming breathe through the sweaty pores.

"According to the old man's knowledge, there are some beasts who do not need to breathe their nose and mouth. They use the skin of the body instead of the nose and mouth... If you don't know that you are indeed a barbarian, and you see the suffocation of your time, the old man must I thought you were a fierce beast."

"Your method is not the same as my previous judgment, but depending on how you look, this method can't last too long. After all, it can't be perfect." The old man of Jing surnamed for a moment, slowly said.

"But my speed is much faster than before, and the time I have persisted has been a lot longer. For me, this result is very satisfactory."

As for the more perfect way... you need to survive in this war before you can qualify for it. Su Ming said quietly and quietly, Shen Sheng said.

The old surname of Jing seems to disagree, but it seems to think of something, no refutation, but a sigh.

"Maybe you are right, live, and have a chance. You cultivate yourself, I am a little tired..." He shook his head, closed his eyes, and meditated silently there.

In the night, the sky star is a little bit, but Su Ming is innocent to see. After a short break, he breathes deeply, and once again comes to the cusp of the sword's tip. After sitting cross-legged, he does not use the old man who lives in the scene. To understand the way, to carry out the quenching.

In fact, Su Ming is not very familiar with this. It is just a way of inventing himself according to the blood and fog. This way does not seem to be difficult. It can control every different breath of the sweat pores of the whole body. This requires a sense of incomprehension, which is difficult for ordinary people to do. ("7*"

Even Su Ming, in the constant experiment, can slowly find some rules, and slowly carry out this quenching that is completely different from the load.

"The weight can not be given up, it is not completely correct by others, and this war is afraid to last for many years. The degree of its tragic is even more difficult to believe. To survive... is the key!" Su Ming is determined to be firm. Close your eyes.

The night of the night gradually passed. When the morning of the third day was raised, Su Ming saw a different sunrise on the sky.

The sunrise was spectacular and attracted Su Ming’s attention. For a long time, he closed his eyes and was immersed in the quenching of the wind until the night came again until the third night passed and the new day came again in the morning. Su Ming stood up and walked to the front of the old man who was always sleeping like a sleeping man.

At the moment he came, the old man opened his eyes.

"The predecessors of the scene, thank you for your point." Su Ming hugged a fist, the eyes were grateful.

"Don't thank me now, if you can survive in this war, thank you no later." The way the old man surnamed Jing said, Su Ming had some habits, smiled and laughed, took out the day from his arms. The wooden slip that the evil child gave him, respectfully handed it to the old man.

The old man surnamed Jing took the wood slip and glanced up and frowned.

"Predecessors, younger generations have to leave here." Su Ming calmly opened.

"With the token of the predecessors of the evil spirits, you can leave at any time, but there are more than one day to reach the city of Tianzhu. If you leave now, you must go to Tianzhu City yourself." The old man looked up and saw Su Ming.

"If there is nothing particularly important, I suggest you not to."

"This matter is very important to the younger generation." Su Ming looked to the old man.

"Give you seven days, you can come to Scorpio City at your speed. You can feel the specific position of this sword on your sword."

If you don't return after seven days, you will be treated as a defect! "The old man with a surname of Jing has a big sleeve and throws his hand to Su Ming. He closes his eyes again and ignores it."

However, in the sleeves of his genius, on the protective light curtain of the big sword behind him, there was a distortion of the position. Obviously, there was an exit that he temporarily opened for Su Ming.

Su Ming took the wooden slip and bowed to the old man. He turned and glanced at the crowd. At the edge of the sword, he looked at his car. Su Ming smiled and nodded.

The car was silent, looking at Su Ming, and nodded the same.

As for the dream of Tianzhu, it is still sitting at the edge of the sword, facing back to Su Ming, the hair shawl, seems to be looking at the sky, I do not know what to think.

Su Ming regained his gaze. Under the strange eyes of the people around him, he swayed and went straight to the temporary door opened behind the old man. Under the flash, he penetrated through the twisted light curtain.

At the moment when Su Ming left the light curtain, his ear echoed the deafening roar, and the roar of the roar was still going on. The big sword of the ice whistling away, when Su Ming looked back, he could only See a black spot disappearing in the distance.

With it disappearing, there was a violent roar.

The sky was clear, and there was silence. Su Ming stood alone and looked at the distance. For a long time, he took back his eyes and walked toward the earth.

At the moment of his departure, because the ice ring of his body exploded before, the speed was amazing at this moment, and even in the gallop, he felt a strong wind resistance. At the moment when the wind resistance approached, Su Ming launched him. The kind of breathing that I realized.

Its body flashed and disappeared without a shadow.

This speed has reached a shocking level. After a while, on the land of this barbarian, on the top of a mountain in a mountain, where there is a scream of screams, more illusory and twisted ripples, Su Ming’s body, If the afterimage is reunited, stand there.

He was pale, and after breathing a few breaths, he gradually recovered, but his eyes were bright and his heart twitched.

"The speed is much faster than before... Time can last for half an hour!"

Su Ming had a smile on his face. After the blood in his body calmed down, he looked down at the foothills. On a piece of land not far away, there was a small stockade surrounded by wood. Barbarian tribe.

In the early morning tribes, smog, faintly can hear the noise of some children playing, standing here, Su Ming saw the little tribe, people are starting a new day.

This tribe, Su Ming is coming for the second time, his eyes staring inside, a house that looks very ordinary.

As he swayed, he walked down the hill and walked toward the tribe.

Su Ming’s arrival is silent, and with his cultivation, the tribe’s people can step into it without being aware of it. When his body appears in the Zhaizi tribe, this ordinary house Outside, Su Ming heard a distortion and came out of the house.

This distortion is full of peace, and when people hear it, the whole person is peaceful.

Su Ming stood there, closed his eyes, and immersed himself in this distortion. For a long time, the music gradually dispersed, and an old voice came out from the hoarseness of the house.

"You came……"

"The younger generation Su Ming, seeking to see the predecessors." Su Ming opened his eyes, calm in the eyes, and worshipped.

"Come in, your embarrassment, I have already fixed it."

Su Ming looked respectfully, picked up the door of the house, and at the moment he stepped into the house, he saw that it was as old as it was, and even the position where he sat down did not change at all, as if he had never got up in this time. Hey old man, looking at himself there, with a kind smile on his face.

Its eyes, no god.

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