Chapter 77

In the vast emptiness, a hemispherical building with bright red appearance and Inca culture floats there alone, surrounded by light clouds and thin air.

On the broad square, Muyang sat on the stone slab. His eyes were closed, his expression was indifferent, and there was no disturbance on his face.

Next to him, Bobo stood quietly, his eyes were not blinking.

"You have learned to astringe the breath in Kailin, and then you have to learn to sense the breath."

“…… It's OK to sit still like this. First, exercise mentally. When you realize that "lightning is fast, sky is quiet", speed and movement will be different, and breath will converge to a minimum. "

Bang bang bang!

A light trembling voice, Muyang closed his eyes, as if he could hear his heart beating.

According to Bobo, he fell into the mood of Professor Bobo, and suddenly the feeling around him became totally different, and the whole person seemed to fly. He seemed to be on a calm lake, which was as quiet as a mirror, reflecting the scenery and seeing everything at a glance.

In the tranquility, he saw the reflection of the lake light like fairyland; in the limpidity, the vast and detailed are left behind, reflecting the scene of nature, all of which are so pure, peaceful and peaceful.

He can clearly feel that his body is undergoing a new transformation, and his sense of strength has improved a lot, but in fact, the energy has not increased at all. All these are his psychological effects, but the spirit is really changing.

"Yes, that's it. Feel your third perspective You will continue to sit here, and I will talk about the spirit of martial arts in detail. "

Bobo said slowly that the breath induction is not to stand in front of each other and feel the energy intensity of each other, which is the roughest and lowest, because when the energy of each other reaches a certain level, even the level of ordinary martial artists can roughly sense the strength of the opponent.

The real sense of breath, which is to close your eyes, can also predict the actions of the other party, and even combine with nature to perceive all the surrounding scenery.

The reaction ability of the naked eye is absolutely inferior to that of the spirit, so using spiritual perception as the eye can show the power more effectively.

Moreover, the naked eye has many limitations. If the light is too strong or too dark, it will affect the judgment ability of the warrior. Therefore, it is a further improvement to use Qi to perceive the actions of the opponent. For most races in the universe, it works.

Bobo took out a ribbon and let Mu Yang cover his eyes.

"Next, try to find my place when you can't see it at all."

"You try to feel my breath first..."

Bobo a word a say, the finger is in front of Mu Yang compare row, the fingertip releases break point like breath from time to time.

A little, a little, a little

Bobo's control of Qi is almost perfect. When it is not released, it is still as if there is nothing. When it is released, it is like a waterfall flying. It is magnificent.

Suddenly, the calm lake in his heart started to stir up a little waves. Muyang felt keenly that the reflection of lake light under his feet, which was originally quiet and flawless, seemed to appear a small circle, a small circle of distortion. The beautiful natural scene suddenly becomes full of blemishes.

"You should feel it. You can judge it according to sound, air flow and vibration. Finally, you can understand it and learn to use air to sense it."

Bobo's voice, as usual, is flat and seems to have reached the level of non cannibalism, but Muyang can still sense the kindness.

Bobo is trying his best to guide each other.

Muyang listened carefully and remembered every word of Bobo in his heart. Bobo's understanding of Qi and mood is far beyond the people in the lower world. Every word and deed has its own mystery.

In this way, with the passing of time, Muyang is practicing his practice in the temple, and his perception is gradually enhanced.

……

Lower, in a remote village.

The trees are deep and the mountains are dense.

"Law, law..." The coachman drove the carriage on the winding and graceful mountain road, and a stone popped out of the mountain road and flew to the bottom of the cliff on one side of the mountain road. It disappeared quickly.

Under the cliff between the mountain and the mountain, a gray stone gate trembled a few times, and a large number of gravel fell off the stone gate.

It's a stone gate carved with strange patterns. Its surface is cracked. It seems that it has stood in the valley for countless years. Suddenly, with a bang, the stone gate vibrates again. A crack appears between the closed two gates. The gate slowly opens to both sides.

A green creature with sharp ears came out of the crack of the door carefully and looked at the sun hanging in the middle of the sky. When the green creature was hit by the sun, it immediately called out "hiss" and got back to the crack of the door in a fright.

After a long time, some of the same creatures boldly walked out of the gate carefully.

The hills and valleys suddenly became lively.

On the temple, when the door was opened, the old God stood on the edge of the temple, his face suddenly changed.

"God, what's going on in the lower world?"

Asked Bobo anxiously.

The God sighed and nodded: "one of the lower realms is open, but there is no powerful demon clan near that gate."

The earth is a very magical place, it communicates with the yellow spring, the devil Kingdom, and some other mysterious fields. In ancient times, the earth people were deeply harassed by other races, and the martial arts developed from this. Although these portals were closed one by one with the efforts of the ancestors of the earth people in ancient times, there were still open channels from time to time in the long years.

That little demon world is attached to the earth, which is the demon world space attached to the earth.

"God, shall I close the gate?"

The God of heaven shook his head and said, "it doesn't matter. It's just small demons. They can't lift much waves. How is Muyang's cultivation?" The demons in the small demon world don't care much about the cultivation of Muyang.

"He has come to understand the essence of Qi."

"Worthy of being a descendant of the God of Noah, cultivate it well. The lower world needs a strong warrior."

"Well, I'll train him well."

"By the way, Kailin sent me a message. There is also a very excellent martial Taoist there. It applied to send the man to the temple after a period of time." Bobo then talked about the following things about Kailin tower. Not long ago, the cat fairy sent him an application to send monkey to the shrine.

"Oh, let it send people up. There are many talents recently."

The God of heaven held the crutch and smiled on his wrinkled face.

In the past two hundred and fifty years, no one qualified for the temple, but now there are two people. The temple has been quiet for hundreds of years. The last time it was so busy was when he and another man competed for the position of God.

In that contest, Noah finally chose him as the successor of God.

Thinking of the great disaster that he was about to become a god of heaven, the old God's face was full of guilt. If it wasn't for him, the great demon bik wouldn't have cholera in the lower world, and the martial arts in the lower world would not have a great decline. All these are related to him.

It's been more than two hundred years. Maybe he should consider looking for an heir.