Chapter 81

After saying goodbye to Wu Yafeng, Zifeng unconsciously quickened his pace. Zifeng was still a little anxious about the Wu family, but even if he went back now, he couldn't save anything, except to prove his existence. So Zifeng has no intention to show up for the time being. He also believes that Wu Tianjie will deal with it.

Only three words have firmly occupied Zifeng's mind: wind flying symbol. Since it is the root of everything, I must draw it

Huangshi hill is not generally far from here. It is almost on the edge of the boundless forest marked on Zifeng's map. It has taken Zifeng five days just to get on the road, and he has captured many spirit beasts along the way. With the approach of Huangshi hill, the scenery became more and more desolate until Zifeng had no shadow of any creatures in his eyes, and there was silence around him. It seemed that only the boring wind would come here and raise yellow dust all over the sky

Stepping on the barren land, Huangshi Hill will come

Zifeng regretted for a moment. There are no mountains, trees and water here. It's ruthless. Where is it like a place with vitality? If there is an ant eater, how can such a large number survive in such an environment? He shook his head. Zifeng climbed up a high mound and didn't stand firm. There was a burst of yellow sand flying. His eyes were blurred and couldn't see the front

For a long time, the wind stopped, the dust dispersed, and there was a clear day around. Zifeng carefully looked at everything in his eyes. In addition to desolation or desolation, there was also a misty earthy yellow in the distance.

Zifeng wandered through it. In addition to the wind or the wind, there was loose soil under his feet. I don't know how long he had walked. Seeing that night was coming, Zifeng came to a large mound in front and dug a hole in it with an ink knife. However, because the soil was too loose, he waited for a moment, and then it exploded and disintegrated

However, Zifeng can only dig obliquely from the root of the hill to the ground. Once, fortunately, at least there was no sign of collapse. Zifeng jumped into it with satisfaction, blocked the hole with stones, and took out a Moonstone. The whole hole was full of silver.

Zifeng comforted himself that he had nothing to do. Zifeng suddenly remembered the scroll that Wu Tianjie gave Zifeng when he left, just because he had been fighting with red green snake or dead leaf butterfly a few days ago. He had long forgotten this scroll.

In the soft light, Zifeng slowly spread out the scroll. The moment the scroll was first opened, it was like uncovering the dusty memory. A knife awn from bottom to top overflowed from the scroll and flew to Zifeng's brain. The sea suddenly churned and soon recovered its calm. Zifeng came from a dizziness and looked down at the scroll, The scroll has been opened: whirlwind nine chop.

After carefully chewing in his mouth for several times, Zifeng couldn't wait to focus on the yellowing handwriting: Fuyao nine cuts, divided into three moves, asking empty, hiding empty and absolutely empty. There are three moves in each move, which are the same as the number of 99, so it is called "whirlwind nine chop". Asking empty questions is a way to test the enemy. It means picking grass and looking for snakes. Hide empty. The sabre technique changes from slow to fast. There are times when it is fast and slow. It is urgent and slow. It means to confuse the enemy.

As for Jue Kong, cut Jue Kong and refine it. When it is great, the long knife is like a startling Hong, blocking out the sky and the sun, and one knife is absolutely empty. Zifeng looked at the scroll in his hand hungrily. For him, the knife technique was undoubtedly the most needed at the moment. He ran the line according to the vitality above. Zifeng ran carefully. Every cycle of operation, there was a feeling of breaking out. Zifeng looked at the scroll in his hand suspiciously.

"Is there something wrong with me?" Zifeng murmured to himself and carefully examined the scroll. He found that there was no problem, so he didn't think much. He pressed down his doubts and practiced with his heart.

One night was silent, and the next day, Zifeng set foot on the journey of searching again and advanced towards the vast and deeper part of Huangshi hill. The wind and sand were long and cold along the way. In this way, the time of a few days passed quickly between walking and stopping.

"Hoo" ink knife is like a smart green snake. It spits out a letter, probes forward and dodges. Then, the ink knife changes from slow to fast, and the speed is superimposed. For a moment, the whole sight is unpredictable. Although it is unpredictable, this move is different from Lin xuanke's phantom sword technique that day. The phantom sword technique uses the sword shadow to cover the real body, so as to find the opportunity and kill the enemy.

However, there are not so many tricks in the move of hiding space. Every blow has a deterrent force that can not be underestimated. That's the true meaning of hiding emptiness, but looking at Zifeng now, it's just a mechanical change in speed, and it doesn't reach the point where the knife can walk at will. When Zifeng forced his last move, he suddenly retrograded between the meridians and went up against the current. Zifeng forced his suppression to calm down, but the last move Jue Kong failed.

Zifeng shook his head and slowly carried the ink knife back on his body. I don't know how many times? Every time, there is a vitality that will suddenly disturb the operation of vitality“ Jue Kong, Jue Kong, what is Jue Kong? "

In a twinkling of an eye, four days had passed. Zifeng didn't know the location of Huangshi hill in the depths, and there was no record on the map.

Zi Feng didn't really realize it until he was deep in Huangshi hill. How bad the environment is, but Zifeng often sees a touch of green of life in those collapsed stone cracks and dry soil. That's why Zifeng insisted on coming here without looking back. Since he has chosen a road and a starting point, even if he is barren, he should go out of his own color.

This night, as usual since a few days ago, Zifeng dug a stone chamber and meditated in it. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound that seemed to echo in the cave. Zifeng got up and looked around carefully and found that there was no trace. Hesitating, the mental power was released for a time and spread towards the interior of the wall

If you enter the uninhabited territory, the divine consciousness slowly approaches the place where the voice comes from

In the early stage of entering the hall, you can feel the movement within a radius of 100 meters, but if you are a martial artist, it should be another matter. There are countless martial artists who will collect breath and screen gods. Zifeng is still difficult to perceive this kind of existence.

The direction of the sound was at Zifeng's feet. Without hesitation, the divine consciousness slowly penetrated into the deep part of the earth. It was about a hundred meters away. When it was close to the limit of Zifeng's perception, the divine consciousness jumped out of the thick texture and appeared in a broad space in Zifeng's sea.

Zifeng was stunned, but the divine consciousness had been unable to move forward, like a fog, and his mind was full of hazy colors. Vaguely, Zifeng seemed to see a line of black creatures more than one meter, moving forward quickly, as if they were an illusion, and disappeared from the sea of knowledge.

Zifeng returned to his senses. He was both sad and happy. He was happy that it was one meter long and black. It should be an ant eater he had been looking for these days. He was worried that it was a depth of 100 meters underground. Would you like to dig it down?