It was night, Wu Ling bid farewell to Wu Yu, and returned to Zhang Yiyu's hut again to continue practicing. The battle during the day consumed too much qi, and the two air masses in his abdomen and chest seemed to have lost the power to rotate.
The general body's qi is exhausted, and it is impossible to return to the original without three or five days of cultivation.
However, Wu Ling only calmed herself for a few hours, and found that the qi in his body was filled up again.
Not only that, but he also felt that the qi regained in his body seemed to be a little deeper than before. This may be the wonderful benefit the Five Elements Huanhuawan brought him! The Five Elements Huanhuawan condensed his more than ten years of skill, and the skill that burst out suddenly seemed to be more refined than the average person obtained during cultivation.
Slowly refining this pure energy, when he breathed in and breathed in, he felt refreshed, and the two cyclones of the abdomen and chest revolved rapidly.
Speaking of these two cyclones, Wu Ling felt a little special. Wudang Kungfu pays attention to internal practice with one breath. If you practice this breath to the extreme, you can transform the three virtuous spirits, wander through the emptiness and become immortal.
The source of qi lies in the sea of qi, which is the cyclone in Wu Ling's abdomen. This cyclone is no different from the internal force of Wu Ling's previous life. What makes Wu Ling feel strange is the cyclone in his chest.
The speed of that Qi's rotation is incredible, like a turbine under the impact of a Wanzhang waterfall. Its power is like a tornado sweeping a mountain and a huge wave. Even in normal times, Wu Ling's chest is excited.
This unexplained extra cyclone is more than twice as powerful as the subcyclone in the abdomen. What is even more strange is that it is still growing, as if it has inexhaustible power. , Spinning non-stop, and swelling like a snowball.
This made Wu Ling puzzled. After several times of introspection, Wu Ling did not find the shadow of the Five Elements Huanhuawan. The skill of the Five Elements Huanhua Wan was supposed to have been digested cleanly by him. Where did this sub-cyclone come from
Frowning, Wu Ling decided to check it carefully. It is true that the cyclone in his chest can bring him infinite strength, but the weirdness of this cyclone is also the most vital chest that is born in the human body. The blessings and evils are unknown, and Wu Ling can't help but prevent it.
The two cyclones in Wu Ling's body were swirling rapidly, and the qi continued to gather in a mysterious trajectory. When the two cyclones had suffered too much qi and made his chest and lower abdomen swell, he suddenly calmed down and concentrated. He rushed the qi generated by the abdomen cyclone to his chest, and then, feeling the air around him suddenly tightened, the temperature in his chest rose sharply, hot Wu Ling shivered.
The qi was restless, two completely different qi, you did not let me, I did not let you, both wanted to swallow the other side, just at the vital point of Wu Ling's chest, they launched a desperate fight.
Chi Chi Chi Lala, as if two completely different electric currents collided, the qi rushed around Wu Ling's chest as the center.
Danger, extreme danger! This is Wu Ling's first feeling.
The attributes of these two cyclones are different, one is literary and the other is martial, one is fast and the other is slow, one is irritable, and the other is slow, and they can't keep up with the beat at all. If this goes on, I am afraid that there will be a risk of heart attack.
This thought flashed in Wu Ling's mind. The next moment, he forcibly guided the chaotic tingling qi in his chest to his arm, and struck it out with the technique of Wudang's unique skills and thunderous waves.
Shattering! Happiness! Rumble!
In the sound of the smashing waves, accompanied by the roar of thunder, the sound became louder and louder and deafening!
The waves rolled back, and obvious water ripples appeared in the void, and then rushed forward with more violent waves.
In front of him, a blue rock bench, only to withstand a heavy wave, then broke apart.
The fragmented rock was suddenly pulverized into dust by the second wave, and when the palm wind blew, it drifted away with the wind.
Accompanied by a huge roar, this heavy wave swayed straight towards the empty void. Wherever the wave passed, the sound of "chichi" came from the sky. The wave continued to rise, slowly disappearing, but the air suddenly filled. There was a burnt smell, as if there was a real thunder and lightning passing by.
Sitting on the ground, Wu Ling panted heavily, feeling that the qi in his body had been reduced by 70% to 80% because of this blow, which was more tiring than he had hit the thunderstorm five or six times.
The temperature in the chest gradually dropped, and the two completely different qi was miraculously restored to stability, each returned to its respective position, and started to operate again.
After a long sigh of relief, Wu Ling suddenly felt a murderous intent that was cold to his bones.
With a sneer, Wu Ling didn't make any movement, simply closed his eyes, and listened quietly to the surrounding movement.
Plants, insects, fish, breeze and moon, very clear.
Whether it is the ability to hide, or the speed of movement, the incoming people have reached the first-class level.
If you have to find a small flaw, it is that overwhelming murderous intent. In other words, the murderous aura of the incoming person was too severe and it was frightening, and became his only flaw.
This bloodthirsty murderous intent can only be radiated by a master who has experienced years of killing and killing.
Wu Ling couldn't be more familiar with this kind of murderous intent, remembering the moment when his body died in the previous life, Wu Ling felt this kind of murderous intent.
Wu Ling in the previous life died at the hands of a killer. In this life, never imagine that!
Wu Ling had already heard the clue when he heard the root of his ears. The figure was like a ghost from hell, and disappeared in a flash. Wu Ling's feet were already in the dark, observing the every move of the people.
The people searched the huts little by little, trying to find the target. This killer had obviously undergone rigorous training, and his skill was amazing. Compared with Chen Hao, who Wu Lingge killed a few months ago, he was not the same.
"Is it sent by the old thief from Feng Yingsen? Feng Yingsen, if you trick me like this, one day, I will let you die unexplainably!" Wu Ling touched his nose and thought viciously.
In a flash, Wu Ling followed the man to Zhang Yiyu's residence.
As long as the assassin had a little sign that he wanted to do something, even if he risked being killed, Wu Ling would never hesitate to rush to fight with him.
Zhang Yiyu is his mentor, and it can be said that without Zhang Yiyu, there would be no Wu Ling where he is today.
The visitor took a look in the room, but didn't do anything. Instead, he hid his breath and searched again one by one.
Zhang Yiyu is obviously not his goal.
"Hmph, is the target really me? That's even more unforgivable!" A vicious flash flashed across Wu Ling's face, "You want to kill me, wait for the next life!"