I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 232 Master Qi Control, Horror Interior Scene! (ask for order)
After half a month.

Daokan Mountain.

A simple cave with potholes in the walls and gravel and dust on the ground.

"call--"

Su Heng opened his mouth and exhaled a cloud of foul air.

Open your eyes.

A gratified smile appeared on his face, "It's not easy!"

From the breakthrough of the heart seal to the interior scene, even though Su Heng has already accumulated quite a lot.But in the process, there were still some bottlenecks, and it took several days to overcome them and successfully break through to a new field.

Swish!
A gray mist spread out from Su Heng as the center.

A sudden wind blew up in the closed room.

With a body weighing hundreds of tons, Su Hengzu unexpectedly floated slowly in mid-air, with his long black hair hanging behind him.

It looks chic and free like a legendary land fairy.

"This is the master's means of controlling Qi." Su Heng said to himself: "In the past, I only saw it in the hands of others, but now I can try it in my own hands. This feeling is really different!"

He inherited the wings of the golden-winged roc from Jin Mingxi.

The speed is already fast.

Now coupled with the assistance of Yuqi flight, even a moment's worth of land can move freely.

The two stack on top of each other.

Speed ​​will also become Su Heng's advantage.

In addition to Yuqi flight, there is another point is the interior.The inner scene is a unique state after practicing the Dongxuan Sutra, which is equivalent to expanding a spiritual field around the body.

If you are killed in the spiritual realm, even if you have no injuries at all, you will directly enter the state of brain death.

Mysterious and mysterious.

When Liu Qingqing taught Su Hengdong Xuanjing.

The whole process was carried out in the interior scene. At that time, Su Heng's cultivation base was still shallow, and he could hardly distinguish the difference between the interior scene and the real scene.

never thought.

In the blink of an eye, Su Heng also stepped into the same realm.

"The expression of the interior scene is not in the destruction of the physical level, but in the spirit."

Su Heng frowned and thought about it: "It's not appropriate to compete with Senior Sister Miaochan. It would be bad if you hurt her, and it's uncomfortable to fight with your hands tied up. Let's try to find an opponent from outside. , there are too many people with evil intentions in troubled times."

thought here.

With a wave of his hand, Su Heng directly tore open the gate of the cave.

With the bloody wings spreading behind him, blocking the sun, Su Heng's figure disappeared into Daokan Mountain in an instant.

-

"Pooh!"

Xu Biao opened his arms wide open, holding a big sword with a tiger's head in his arms.

Walking on the road, he spit on the ground, and then stepped on it and rolled it twice.

"This hellish place, I can't even see a yellow skin. Sending us two brothers here to patrol, what kind of oil and water can there be, it's a waste of our two brothers' time!" Xu Biao walked in the barren hills, a weeds on the trail.

On both sides of the mountain road, you can occasionally see some abandoned teahouses, taverns and so on.

That was the old days.

When it rains or encounters mountain torrents, the herb collectors in the mountains.

Will rest here, or have something to eat.

But now that the world is in chaos and bandits are rampant everywhere, the people who collect herbs are running to death, and these teahouses have been abandoned.It was full of dust, and there were two large holes in the wall for ventilation.The mountain wind blew past, making a humming sound.It's like howling ghosts and wolves, it's extremely penetrating.

"I haven't been to this place for a long time, why do I feel a little weird and chilly today."

The other person beside Xu Biao was named Huang Ergou.

He was tall and burly, with a long and narrow dark red scar on his pockmarked face.

Huang Ergou looked around suspiciously, then stretched out his hands to tighten his thin clothes, and cursed: "It must have been sucked away by the little girl who just came over the mountain. When this mission is over, I will return to the mountain." , You must have good wine and good meat to nourish your body."

"Remember to call me when the time comes."

Xu Biao chuckled twice, and said indifferently.

The two continued to move forward and took two steps.

Stop suddenly.

Xu Biao seemed to have discovered something, and grabbed Huang Ergou's arm violently.The finger of the other hand pressed tightly to his lips, and whispered: "Look, what is that!"

Huang Ergou held his breath and followed Xu Biao's fingers.

Overcome all kinds of weeds that grow in front of you.

as predicted.

At the end of the field of vision, close to the direction of the cliff, a young scholar-like man in white was standing there.

It seems to be singing poems in mourning autumn, or it may be simply getting lost in the mountains and trying to discern the direction.

"We made a fortune this time!"

Xu Biao spoke in a low voice with difficulty concealing his excitement.

His eyes were bright, and he noticed that the bag on the young man's shoulders was bulging, and he could even see the protruding edges and corners of the gold and silver.

"God bless you!"

Huang Ergou hurriedly said, "This scholar seems to be a rich man, so he tied him up first, and then extorted money from his family, and after we squeezed out all the oil and water, we killed him and ate his meat!"

As he said that, Huang Ergou licked his lips, and added in a loud voice: "This little guy has delicate skin and tender meat, and the taste must be good!"

In this world, it is not easy to be a bandit.

Those who can survive are ruthless people.

"Not bad, let's do it quickly!" Xu Biao urged, tiptoeing forward.

It was dark at this time.

The last rays of the sun were blocked by the mountains in the west.

As the mountain wind blew, the surrounding vegetation swayed and made rustling noises, blocking the footsteps of Huang Ergou and Xu Biao.

Xu Biao became more and more excited.

It feels like God is trying to find a way to help me.

One step, two steps, three steps—

When he was less than five meters away from the back of the young scholar, Xu Biao yelled, "Stop!"

Then rushed forward fiercely.

Click!

But he only took two steps forward when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

The mist-like darkness quickly spread out, his body was like an insect imprisoned in amber, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move the slightest.

Kaka!

The scalp-numbing sound of crisp bones came from the scholar in white.

He turned his head slowly.

A pale face appeared in front of Xu Biao.

But the body still kept its back to him, looking extremely weird.

hiss--

The blood-colored eyes of the young scholar narrowed into crescent moons.

Grinning his mouth, he let out a breath of black air.

Shaking flames came from all around, and the surrounding darkness slowly receded.

Xu Biao felt that he could resume action again, but in a panic, he found that the surrounding environment had already changed.

His companion disappeared without a sound.

The barren hills with lonely scenery did not know where to go, and they were replaced by flat and smooth ground.

Xu Biao ran back and forth for half an hour, panting, with sweat dripping down his cheeks, but the surrounding environment remained unchanged.

He raised his head sharply.

The pupils shrank suddenly, and a coolness gushed out of his heart.

It wasn't until this time that he realized that he was on an extremely huge plate.

There are many rusty hooks hanging from the sky.

On those hooks were bloody thighs, internal organs, arms and dead heads.

Not far away was a huge millstone. The millstone was pushed by a group of white-skinned ghosts who stripped off their clothes. A figure inside was howling continuously.

His lower body was crushed into viscous blood by the constantly rotating stone mill, and there was a strong stench in the air.

Xu Biao took a closer look.

He gasped again, that half of his body was crushed by the stone mill.

Isn't it Huang Ergou who was still by his side just now!
boom!
Fog rolled around.

A huge and distorted ghostly face emerged from it.

The face of the central one has six eyes side by side, each with two parallel pupils.

The figure on the left is red all over, with beard and hair stretched out, extremely angry.

On the other hand, the ghost on the right was cast like steel, with file-like pale fangs protruding from its swollen lips, and a cold light shone.

Swish!
Before Xu Biao could react.

Three big hands descended from the sky and grabbed his arms and thighs.

Stab it!

Use a little force.

Xu Biao's body was divided into seven or eight pieces like a toy. He should have died directly, but for some reason, he could still maintain a clear consciousness in the severe pain.

He watched helplessly as a big mouth full of fangs opened in front of him.

An abyss-like mouth, thick and silky saliva.

Strong fishy smell.

The blood-red upper and lower jaws, like a steel wall, squeezed his body and swallowed it, and he fell into a blood-colored lake wrapped in viscous liquid.There were many corpses up and down here, he couldn't breathe, he struggled violently, but saw his skin and muscles corroded inch by inch, until finally his white bones were exposed.

"Hahaha!"

Xu Biao laughed miserably, and death became a kind of relief for him.

Swish!
The moment he closed his eyes.

The entire interior scene faded away like distorted ink, slowly disappearing from midair.

The cool mountain wind blows slowly, and the bright moon shines through the clouds.

Unfortunately.

Xu Biao will never see such a scene again.

His body was well preserved, and there was not even a single wound on his body.

But all the vitality in his body was completely deprived and devoured. Su Heng stretched out his fingers and gently pressed Xu Biao's head.In an instant, inch by inch cracks spread across Xu Biao's body.A cool mountain wind blew past, and Xu Biao's body turned into black smoke and disappeared from Su Heng's eyes.

interior.

It's not just a mere hallucination.

It acts on the spiritual realm of warriors, but it can also affect reality.

Xu Biao's spirit died in the interior scene sketched by Su Heng, and his body in the real world also completely collapsed because of this.

And if we can go further in this field.

That is to turn truth into fiction.

This is a field that can only be touched by Void Returning masters, and it is also the pinnacle of martial arts today.

hum!
The slight vibration felt against Su Heng's skin and appeared in his perception.

He frowned slightly, and took out a black token from his close pocket.

This token is a tool issued by Dao Kanshan. It is engraved with mysterious blood-red lines, and it is specially responsible for communication.When the stripes light up, it means that something big happened in Daokan Mountain, and all the disciples and elders need to be summoned.Whether you are away from home for something, or you are practicing in seclusion, you need to respond as soon as possible.

The monks in the fairy mountain are generally loose and don't have too many rules.

such a token.

It was the first time Su Heng used it in his memory, so something important must have happened.

"Go and have a look first!"

Su Heng didn't dare to neglect.

Bloody wings spread out behind his back.

In the haze of smoke, his burly figure turned into a crimson meteor.Flying upwards, it disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.

-

Daokan Mountain, Yunyin Peak.

Many disciples and elders gathered on the Baishi Square in front of the Yuqing Hall.

The sky was gloomy, the dark clouds hung low, and turned into a huge vortex. The tyrannical wind howled, and the trees in the surrounding mountains and forests drooped one after another, making a sound like a sea tide.

Boom!

The purple-red thunder fell from the sky like an inverted giant tree.

There was a burst of flying sand and rocks on the ground.

Many monks in the square have serious and gloomy faces.

The white robe and long hair fluttered and fluttered in the strong wind. No matter what he said, the grandmaster's demeanor was still tightly controlled by these guys.

Accompanied by the blazing thunder, Su Heng appeared on the top of the windy mountain.

Among the crowd, he saw Senior Sister Miaochan in military uniform.

Then take a step forward.

He reached out and patted Miao Chan's shoulder, which gave the latter a big jump.

"What's the situation now?" Su Heng blinked, and casually pinched a branch blown by the wind in his hand.

"Scared me to death, I thought it was..."

Miaochan gave Su Heng a charming look.

Patting his chest with no curvature, he opened his mouth with some fear.

"I don't know exactly what the situation is, but there is a high probability that it is related to the war." Miaochan said in a low voice, "The last time so many people gathered in the fairy mountain, it was at the time of offering sacrifices to the immortal. This time, Master I'm afraid I really have to go down the mountain to face the battle."

"hey-hey!"

Su Heng laughed twice, fighting spirit rose in his eyes.

He is born with a competitive and belligerent character, and revenge that can be avenged today will never be delayed until the next day.

When he was just practicing martial arts, he was cheated of all his wealth by the old monk in the temple.Even if he knew that there was a high possibility of an expert practicing in seclusion in that temple, Su Heng was not afraid.Taking advantage of the dark night and high wind, the temple was completely burned down with a fire.

And now, the same is true.

Su Heng's strength has improved again in the past period of time.

He is eager to fight against the general again, and take this opportunity to improve his martial arts system.

"You~"

Miaochan lifted her long hair by her ear and shook her head slightly.

Su Heng's eyes were as bright as torches burning in his pupils, and his terrifying fighting spirit was undisguised.

Miaochan can naturally perceive the inner thoughts of her junior brother.It is difficult for those martial artists who grew up in a greenhouse to have such an indestructible belief in martial arts.

Swish!
Du Nuo in a black dress slowly walked out of the Yuqing Hall where the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun was enshrined.

The vast hall was shrouded in darkness that seemed to be substantial.Through the open door, one can vaguely see a huge and ferocious monster roaring inside.

The black mist licked Duno's slender, white neck and wrapped around her graceful ankles.

But she didn't seem to notice.

He just walked forward on his own, until he came to the middle of the square.

Inserting the three incense sticks in his hands into the copper stove in front of him, white smoke curled up, which could not be blown away by the howling winds around him.

Wisps of white smoke submerge into the lead cloud and reach the sky.

The feeling of some indescribable monster looking down on him reappeared in Su Heng's heart.

And it is clearer and more sensitive than last time.

Not long ago—

Su Heng put an unlucky bandit on a plate, tore it up and ate it.

But now, Su Heng felt that he was put on the chopping board by a more terrifying existence.

His muscles tensed, and goosebumps appeared on his broad back.

Fortunately, this feeling did not last long.

As Duno looked up.

The darkness that shrouded the hall and the feeling of being spied on all disappeared, as if it was just an imaginary illusion just now.

"All the elders and disciples obey the order!"

Duno looked around, his face full of majesty.

She didn't say anything provocative, but said loudly: "Follow me!"

In an instant.

Streamers of light tore through the sky and soared into the sky.

Each beam of light represents a powerful Qi-controlling master. I don't know what kind of terrifying demon came into the world, so that so many masters are dispatched at the same time!
(End of this chapter)