Shifang Wusheng

Page 291

"Yes!" The figure slowly dispersed and left.

Wei He walked back and forth a few steps, but his heart was still restless.

This Whale Hongjue helped him too much. It can be said that he was able to practice so many exercises at the same time, all because of the increased blood volume of Whale Hongjue.

And because of the problem of the whale's breathing state, Whale Hongjue has been stuck on the second floor, unable to advance an inch.

Now that he finally sees hope, he naturally has more eager anticipation in his heart.

'If you can break through the third floor, your qi and blood will increase again, and your strength will increase at that time, and you will definitely be able to practice more exercises at the same time, and your strength will rise to a higher level! '

Wei He is not paralyzed by the beautiful and stable life, he is always practicing and trying to find ways to become stronger.

It takes too long to break through the inscription. Now he has passed the tenth level of the twelve levels of viscera training, and the last two levels are left. After breaking through, he has to face the first sense of certainty.

This is the opening process, completely open the left hand super sense, and then close it after getting used to it.

Opening a letter is a complete confirmation process.

Only by fully opening can the strength be fully activated, stepping into another realm, and the achievement is really strong.

To seal is to set a security blockade for oneself.Otherwise, the warrior's body will gradually change due to the real long-term continuous impact.

The stimulation brought by reality is too much for the body, if it is not sealed, it will soon be completely alienated.

And if the contact with reality is not activated for a long time, the martial artist will gradually degrade in strength and lose his realm.

So every once in a while, you have to reset your senses.

But as the body adapts to the reality more and more times, the body needs to stimulate its potential and the stimulation it needs must be stronger, so the more and deeper the contact with the reality.

This also becomes the expression that the more times of concentration, the stronger the performance.

Wei He already has a clear idea of ​​how to walk the road of inscription.

On this road, the true skills of the various sects, at this point, are to stabilize themselves and guide the direction of self-strengthening.

"Jinghong must not make mistakes. I'd better go there myself!" After thinking about it for a while, Wei He decided to do it himself.

In those war-torn areas, anything can happen, and the earlier you observe the picture and understand the whale's breathing state, the earlier you can reduce the risk.

Immediately, he changed his clothes, brought the necessary supplies, talked to Wan Qingqing, and left the house, quietly heading for the vicinity of Yizhou.

If it is at the speed of an ordinary person, the speed of a carriage, stops at night to rest, and tosses back and forth, it will naturally take at least two months to arrive.

But with all his body skills, the time was shortened to a few hours.

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Yizhou border.

The chaotic area that stretches for hundreds of miles is full of desolate loess.

Between one of the soil slopes, a winding road stretches along the vast plain to the end of the distant field of vision.

On the road, a few coyotes looking for food, their fur was bald in some places, and they were lowering their heads to eat the dry black corpses that fell on the ground by the roadside.

Holding the map in his hand, Wei He stopped halfway and looked around.

In order to speed up and reduce burden, he roughly figured out where Huibai Town was, and set off immediately.

Leaving Weifang City, it was Wei He's first time traveling in a place like Pingyuan.

Just after I came out of the city, there were still a lot of farmland around. After that, the fields became less and less, and gradually there were more and more deserted fields. There were also more and more abandoned houses and villages by the roadside.

At noon, there was a rumbling sound from the clouds in the sky.

Wei He took off the water bag on his waist, raised his head and took a sip.

Then I looked at the map.

"It should be half way. Here, according to the map, it should be Zhangjia Town."

He looked left and right, and saw that the surrounding area was deserted, and there was only a faint area on the right side, which seemed to be the remains of buildings after the fire.

"Is there no one here anymore?" Wei He looked around, but there was really no one in sight.

These days, except for some people with special purposes, no one will rush to the war-torn zone.

And after the outbreak of war, those who should flee have almost escaped.Those who couldn't escape either stayed where they were, or turned into mummified corpses by the side of the road.

After drinking the water, Wei He continued to move forward, following the direction indicated by the map, at full speed.

It is estimated that it will only take another hour to reach the destination.

Sure enough, it was faster to do it yourself than to go to collect it with your subordinates.

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In Gray Cypress Town.

"Woooooo!~~~"

One after another, the savage and rough trumpet sound continued to echo in the town, one after another, and it sounded back and forth.

In the town, teams of strong men with thick waists and skulls hanging around their necks were holding weapons and howling in the empty and dead town.

Gray Cypress Town is one of the few gathering places in the border area that still remains untouched.

Teams of bandits came and went, scratching and scratching, except for looting property and food, they did not damage the buildings of the town.

The robbers also knew that the town was completely destroyed, and they guarded the completely desolate dead land, and had no choice but to starve to death.

Therefore, sustainable development has become the only lifeline for Gray Cypress Town and several other towns.

"Hand over all the food! The old rules, one piece for each family, if you don't have it, get someone to pay for it!"

The White Skull is a new wave of robbers that appeared recently. They quickly defeated the other robbers around them. Their members were more brutal and savage, and they collected more supplies than other robbers.

This has also led to the fact that there is no one in Huibai Town, and it is about to become a dead town.

Song Shixiong and his younger brother carefully hid in the dilapidated house, listening to the approaching voices outside, trying to keep their voices down as much as possible, not daring to make any big moves, pretending that there was no one in the house.

They carried a large bag on their backs, which contained all the last food and valuables in the family.

This is all the last savings of their Song family.

Some time ago, merchants from Weifang City came to buy things, and they also took out a family heirloom, an ancient painting with a bright moon and a giant whale, in exchange for those merchants with guards to take them out of here.

But unfortunately, the other party didn't take a fancy to their family heirloom, thinking it was worthless.

Because of that ancient painting, it looks rough and weirdly messy.Not aesthetically pleasing.

The two brothers were disappointed, so they could only continue to hide at home, living off their last savings, and planned to think of a way to get out of the plight.

Unexpectedly, the method was unexpected, but the brutal white skull waited.

"Now... what should we do now!?" The younger brother Song Shizhen's face was pale, trembling with fear.

"Don't be afraid... We have sworn that we will be outstanding! We must be different! I will be a general in the future!" Song Shixiong himself was trembling, but his tone was firm and his eyes were bright and clear.

"It's a big deal, let's join them first! As long as people don't die, there will always be opportunities in the future! Leave here first!" He said seriously.

"But...but what if they don't want us!?" Song Shizhen, the younger brother, said in fear.

"Then find a way and let them want it!" Song Shixiong gritted his teeth. "We can still escape..."

Suddenly he heard a woman's screams coming from a distance, and the wild laughter of the white skeletons.

Song Shixiong smelled something burnt in his nose.

"No! They're burning down the house!"

Most of the houses here are made of wood. Once they are lit, they will be burned one by one.

It happened once last time, and a third of the town was burned down.

It seems that the fundamental purpose of these bandits is not to grab supplies, but... to fortify the walls and clear the country!

Song Shixiong suddenly thought of this term.

He shuddered all over. This place is close to the Xiangtuojiao Rebellion Army, and also close to the Wu Army in Yizhou.

So where did this group of white skull bandits come from?They are definitely not real bandits!

Chapter 289

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Wei He lightly landed on the top of a wooden attic, quietly looking at groups of bandits who were burning, killing and looting in the distance of Huibai Town.

The characteristics of the white skull bandits are obvious, all of them have white skulls hanging around their necks.

Because the skull is big enough, generally only one is hung, and some hang more than two, all of which are tall and strong, at least two meters tall.

"Here, go search and see if you can find some food!?"

In the distance, some scolding sounds came with the wind.

Wei He stood on the roof and looked around casually.

He has indeed arrived in Gray Cypress Town, but this town seems to be much bigger than imagined.

There are many surrounding buildings.

The so-called surrounding buildings refer to the main buildings as the center, surrounded by many small buildings with high walls. Inside the high walls are arrow towers, shooting holes, and heavy iron gates.

Because of certain safety factors, around these central buildings, circles of clustered buildings were built.

After all, everyone wants to be closer to a safe place, and the central building is happy to have more cover around it.

Looking down from a high place.

What Wei He saw were various circles of different sizes.

Between the circles, there are various wooden buildings and houses in disorder.

"It's... a bit hard to find here." He carefully looked at various buildings and houses. The plaques of many shops were gone or broken, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Don't even talk about going to Xu's pawn shop and Wang's painting and calligraphy shop.

"You have to find a local to lead the way." Wei He's heart moved slightly.

For him, those gangsters are the norm of this era.

He didn't want to take care of it, and he didn't have time to take care of it. This town was already sparsely populated. If he didn't bump into him face to face, he would naturally take care of his own business first.

If he had finished his work and still had time, he would probably kill this group of people according to his kind nature.

At that moment, Wei He jumped, flew down from the roof, and began to walk among the houses to find people.

"Just find this little thing!?"

At the intersection of the town's main road, the chief leader of the White Skull, Dong Baihua, stared at his subordinates with an unkind expression, murderous intent and tyranny faintly revealed in his eyes.

Dong Baihua has a beautiful face, white skin, and a hot figure, especially a pair of long legs and buttocks, which perfectly interpret the sexy curves of women.

Off-white tight breeches, black boots, and a bright red slim dress with a hem that hangs down to the heels.

Looking from a distance, you can see her tightly wrapped chest is full and protruding.

If her long hair is let down, she must be a heroic young lady who can make people's hearts flutter.

But the people around the scene, including the most ferocious and cruel White Skull leader, dare not have any profane sight of him.

It's not because they don't like women, but because they have killed enough people because of it.

"Half an hour, I'll give you another half an hour, if you still can't find enough food, climb into the back kitchen by yourself tonight." Dong Baihua said coldly.

Her words were not harsh, but everyone present shivered involuntarily.

Because this sentence means that if there is not enough food, use their meat as a substitute!

White Skull cannibalism is nothing new internally, and Dong Baihua is the one who eats the most happily.

The martial arts she practiced required the use of human blood as a consumable for cultivation.That's how the skulls on the necks of the White Skulls come from.

"Big... Big boss... We really can't find any more food...! But... the rest of the valuables... we can still find some." A bearded leader hurriedly said in a trembling voice.