I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 179: The Mouth of the Abyss, Shocked by Thunder and Lightning! (ask for order)
"You're worried about me."

Seeing Shang Qingwu's appearance, Su Heng suddenly felt a little happy.

Su Heng was also a little surprised that the heir of the Golden Family came out and chose to attack him.

Moreover, these two people did not conceal their whereabouts and movements, on the contrary, they acted with great fanfare.Although the members of the Golden Family are not as mysterious as Xianshan, they have also been hidden from the world for many years.

Now that it is uncharacteristically, it may be a sign of something.

Su Heng stretched out his hand, rubbed Shang Qingwu's head, and comforted, "I will wait here and kill them."

He is very confident.

It's not to comfort Shang Qingwu with such a gesture.

This kind of confidence comes from Su Heng's own strength. It is said that the sons of the golden family have various special blood talents.

But Su Heng also has the huge increase brought by the talent of food immortals. To a certain extent, Su Heng is even a direct disciple of Xianshan, whether it is in his own physique or skills.

Compared with those disciples of the golden family.

Su Heng won't be much worse.

However, this incident also put Su Heng in a dilemma.

If he fails, then everything is over and there is nothing to say.

But even if he succeeds in the end and kills the heirs of the golden family, the follow-up will inevitably attract revenge from the family masters.

He is confident in his own strength, but he doesn't think he is invincible now.

The Golden Family can fight against Xianshan, and it has existed in the world long before the founding of Dayue. There must be masters beyond Su Heng's imagination. Before the worst result comes, Su Heng must prepare in advance.

His plan is also very simple.

"I'm going to disband Yaowang Valley." Su Heng said to Shang Qingwu, "If some people want to choose to leave, then let them leave. In troubled times, everyone gathers together for the benefit, and now the disaster is leading, so good Getting together and getting together is also a good result.”

Shang Qingwu looked out the window.

In the dim lights, many convoys were leaving, gradually sinking into the darkness and disappearing.

In the past, even just a few months ago, Yaowanggu was a giant covering the sky in Yunzhou, but now, this giant is dying, and blood is flowing on the cold ground.

"No matter what, I will never leave you."

The sad look on Shang Qingwu's face gradually disappeared, and she looked up at Su Heng with seriousness written all over her face.

"Ah."

Su Heng looked at her gentle face and said,

"After this matter is over, we will go to Haozhou.

Before the master left, we had agreed to meet in Haozhou, and now we can figure out that there is only less than half a year left before the agreed date, so we have to make preparations in advance. "

"Should I start with the convoy first?"

Shang Qingwu took the initiative to speak.

She knew that staying by Su Heng's side would not be of much help, but would become a drag
"Well, I've already arranged the convoy." Su Heng said, "You'd better leave early, the heirs of the golden family may come to you at any time."

"Then can't you leave with us?" Although he knew it was impossible, Shang Qingwu still asked with expectation.

"No."

Su Heng shook his head, "Their target is me. It's useless to go anywhere in the world. Besides, if I escape timidly today, I'm afraid I won't be able to step into the realm of a master in the future."

Guru deals with the spiritual realm.

Mysterious and mysterious.

If you have the courage and determination to go forward indomitably, you can enter the country quickly.

But if the Dao Heart condensed in the middle is broken, not only will it be difficult to improve the cultivation level in the future, but it may even be backlashed, ranging from falling to the realm, to going crazy and dying suddenly on the spot.

"Then you must come to me."

Shang Qingwu knew how powerful it was, so he didn't say much.

Just holding Su Heng's little finger, he said seriously, "If you don't come to me when the time comes, I will come back to you."

"I promise." Su Heng nodded seriously.

After getting an affirmative answer.

Shang Qingwu heaved a sigh of relief, and left the private room reluctantly.

Su Heng still stayed in the room, and could hear Shang Qingwu's fine footsteps gradually drifting away.

The night is quiet, the moon is hanging high.

Su Heng came to the small pavilion on the White Pagoda of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The people in Yaowang Valley have already gone away, only a few residual lamps are still on, emitting a faint red light. The cold wind blows through, bringing out bursts of echoes in the mountains and forests, making it look extremely deserted and desolate.

Crunch!

Su Heng bowed slightly and sat cross-legged.

He looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and at Tingyang Lake, rippling blue waves under the frosty moonlight.

Fall into meditation, adjust your state, and prepare for the final battle.

It has been less than half a year since he devoured the blood essence of the four-armed Yan Mo that day, Su Heng's height has gradually increased to about [-] meters, and the cultivation base of the Dongxuan Sutra has successfully reached the level of foundation establishment.

After that is the second realm, the heart seal.

The so-called heart seal is to condense one's spiritual potential through five different stages of mindfulness, enlightenment, integrity, right practice, and right seal.

In the consciousness, outlines a spiritual imprint.

In battle, by activating this spiritual imprint, one's actual combat ability can be greatly improved.

To a certain extent, the heart seal and the master's existence are similar.

It's just that most of the masters need to rely on external forces, and they can really rely on themselves to complete the existence of the gods, which is very rare.Although the practice of the Dongxuan Sutra is equally difficult, it has pointed out a path anyway.

In such thoughts.

Su Heng closed his eyes, held his breath, and gradually entered the state of cultivation.

Regarding the heart seal, the existence of the spirit, etc., each master has his own unique insights. These views are influenced by personal experience, so the condensed heart seals are also different, even far apart.

Some people's condensed heart imprint is a murderous long knife, and some people's condensed heart imprint may be some kind of extinct ancient beast.

And even more exaggerated.

Like Master Su Heng Liu Qingqing, the condensed heart seal is a vast and boundless ocean.

And with the improvement of the cultivation of the Dongxuan Sutra, every time the realm increases, the perception during this period will be condensed into a new spiritual imprint.

After condensing the four spiritual imprints and completing the transformation, these imprints can be used as the basis to forge a more powerful inner scene.

If it is said that the heart seal can only act on the spiritual level.

Then, at the stage of interior scene, one can already influence the specific environment of the outside world with one's own will.

It has been a while since Su Heng completed his foundation building.

During this time, apart from eating, sleeping and dealing with some necessary troubles.

For the rest of the time, he was basically thinking hard about how to condense his first spiritual imprint.

And now.

Perhaps it was because of the pressure brought about by the birth of the Golden Family.

The originally blurred road gradually became clear in front of Su Heng.

"The so-called heart seal is to condense one's strongest emotions together and turn them into some specific symbols to replace." Su Heng opened his eyes, looked at the bright and bright moon in the sky, and suddenly had some enlightenment in his heart.

So, what exactly was his strongest emotion.

And what kind of specific symbols should be used to carry this emotion.

Su Heng soon had an answer in his heart.

His strongest emotion is naturally the insatiable hunger, thirst and greed brought about by the birth of the food fairy.

And the specific symbols naturally appeared in Su Heng's consciousness.

It was a boundless darkness.

Gradually--

With the sound of ancient grunts, a huge and terrifying mouth like an abyss appeared in Su Heng's consciousness.

The huge mouth stretched open like a snake, it was inconceivably big, the upper jaw touched the sky, and the lower jaw touched the netherworld, as if wanting to swallow mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars in one mouthful to be satisfied.

The giant mouth has no lips.

There are only bloody muscle fiber links, and underneath are shark-like sharp teeth.

Those huge mountain-like teeth stretched towards the inside in circles, endlessly, constantly rotating and tearing, making a sharp and ear-piercing roar.

And after the giant mouth.

It is a boundless, thick black mist that is constantly rolling and boiling.

It seems that there is some more terrifying monster hidden in it, roaring unwillingly, trying to escape and devour everything.

"This... this is my heart imprint!?"

Su Heng stretched out his hands and rubbed his temples on both sides, with a slightly stunned expression on his face.

The heart seal has not yet been fully formed, it is just a simple prototype, and there is still a long way to go to step into the realm of the master.

However, one can imagine.

Even if the first heart seal is really completed, it will not be much different from the existence it perceives now.

"A bloody, insatiable mouth." Su Heng was speechless for a moment, "This imprint is a bit too abstract."

Such emotions only lasted for a few short breaths.

Su Heng quickly let go.

Heart seal or something, abstraction is not important at all.

The important thing is that it works well.

The birth of the outline of the heart seal also means that Su Heng has officially embarked on the road of master.

Now that Su Heng is less than 20 years old, this kind of cultivation speed is not too far behind even compared with the direct descendants of the golden family, the true biography of Xianshan, etc.

call!
The cool lake breeze blows.

Su Heng raised his head, only to realize that the full moon was about to fall.

At the end of the sky on the east side, there is a layer of fish-belly white, and wisps of red-gold light penetrate the clouds and fall on the lake like pieces of gold.

Unconsciously.

The whole night passed like this.

Su Heng got up slowly, stretched his arms, and bathed in the red light of the morning sun.

Even without the powerful eyesight brought by double pupils, relying on his extraordinary spiritual strength, he could still detect the malice in the air of Yaowang Valley.

The hunters are coming.

shhhhhh!
Fiery arrows shot out from the surrounding jungle.

The tall wooden buildings were quickly ignited by these arrows, and the burning flames stretched across their chests, even overshadowing the faint light of dawn at dawn.

"It's flooded, put out the fire!"

"Help!"

"God, what's going on!"

The peaceful atmosphere in Yaowang Valley was completely broken and shredded.

A group of figures, disheveled and disheveled, ran out of the attic in a panic.

Soon, killers from Tianmu, Keel, Huangquan and other organizations ambushed in the mountains and forests jumped out. During the period, there were also a large number of remodeled elite blood guards. These people cooperated tacitly like sharks hunting, driving away the panicked crowd, and then revealed own fangs.

of course.

In the Medicine King Valley.

There were also loyal masters who jumped out, glared angrily, and fought with these blood-clothed guards in the blink of an eye.

The crackling of the burning fire, the roar of the bamboo building collapsing, and the clanging of weapons colliding together, the billowing black smoke was mixed with the hot smell of blood, and chaos filled Su Heng's perception.

But he never moved.

Just looking towards the mountains and forests on the west side.

There, two figures stepped on the flames and galloped towards Su Heng.

boom!
With the crisp sound of the plank cracking under the huge force.

Two figures stood still in front of Su Heng.

The figure on the left is tall and thin, while the figure on the right is hairy and stout.

It was the direct descendants of the Jin family, the two brothers Song Ting and Song Lou.

Song Ting took out a roll of portraits from his bosom, compared them with Su Heng, then easily raised his eyebrows and said, "Medicine King Gu Su Heng, that's right, it's him."

"That's right, you're a bit courageous, you didn't run around, which saved us brothers a lot of trouble." The tall Song Ting praised, "I'll give you a good time when the time comes."

"Brother, what are you talking about!"

The heavy-backed Song Lou interrupted Song Ting, and said impatiently, "You and I, whoever will attack first."

"I'm the elder brother, so I must come first to this matter." Song Ting casually threw the picture book in his hand aside, raised his head, and replied as a matter of course.

"Other things are fine, but you have to let me do this, brother."

Song Lou hurriedly said, "There is no reason to put my brother in danger, let me come first."

Su Heng saw it.

These two people clearly regarded themselves as worthless chickens and dogs.

There is only one objective of the mission, and if you strike first, you will naturally have a better chance to enjoy the head and share the benefits, so a dispute arose.

"What if the two of you shot together?"

Su Heng suggested.

He looked at the two of them up and down just now, and didn't notice much abnormality.

It's just that the vigor and blood of these two people far exceeds that of the masters of the same realm, like wild beasts in human form.But apart from this point, the golden family's more bloodline supernatural powers will have to be revealed in the subsequent fights.

"Pooh!"

Song Lou spat on the ground.

He said disdainfully, "Being able to die in my hands is already a blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes. Don't take a piss to see what kind of thing you are, and you are worthy of my elder brother."

Done.

Before Song Ting could react.

Song Lou stepped forward one step at a time, and his wide-opened and closed long fist was like a black light, and suddenly shot towards Su Heng's face.

The speed of his fist is as fast as thunder and lightning.

After punching out.

The roaring and dull rolling thunder roared out like waves and tides.

(End of this chapter)