Martial arts become gods

Chapter 905 The Strange Astral Wind and the Flying Squirrel
All the wind in the headwind is from bottom to top, like a kind of extremely powerful buoyancy, the further down, the greater the buoyancy.

In the end, Mo Xian only felt his whole body tense, and then his body was uncontrollably thrown into the sky, and finally fell on the edge of the crack.

Just now, he was squeezed out without going deep at all. If he wanted to get in, it might be impossible even for him.

Mo Xian stared at the pitch-black crack, feeling helpless for a while.

Now he felt more and more that the two stone pillars were hidden inside.

After resting for a while, Mo Xian continued to try, trying to forcibly land to the bottom of the crack, but ended in failure every time.

"Woooo..."

It seems that because of Mo Xian's intrusion, those gale winds became more and more fierce, almost forming sharp blades visible to the naked eye.

At this time, Mo Xian saw an extremely strange scene, several small monsters that looked like flying squirrels jumped directly into the crack.

The flying squirrel is a very weak monster that cannot fly.

But when they spread their limbs, they have a layer of meat membrane, which can slide, and the tail structure is very special, which can control the direction.

While Mo Xian was mourning for these flying squirrels, a strange thing happened. Those flying squirrels landed smoothly under the crack and disappeared soon after.

Mo Xian was startled, and immediately came to the place where the flying squirrel entered the crack before, and jumped in too.

However, he still failed.

Mo Xian stood at the edge of the crack in a daze, still helpless.

Soon, he realized that it was no accident that those flying squirrels were able to enter, and it should be because they had mastered some laws of those gang winds.

"Or, there is another way to get in."

Mo Xian muttered to himself, thinking that since he couldn't get in by resisting, how about going with the flow?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but try it immediately.

After jumping into the crack, Mo Xian didn't deliberately resist, and let the strong wind cut his body, blood splashed out immediately.

He forcibly suppressed the spontaneous reaction of his body, preventing Yuan Li from spontaneously resisting.

But the result was completely different from what he thought, he didn't get in, his body was bloodied by the strong wind, and he had to resist in the end, and was pushed out smoothly.

"damn it!"

Mo Xian couldn't help cursing, but it hurt the wound on his body, and he gasped.

After those gale winds entered the body, they were like ants that penetrated through every hole, wandering around and wreaking havoc.

He had no choice but to sit down and desperately wipe out the wind in his body.

These hurricanes are very special, and it is very difficult to remove them. It took Mo Xian an hour.

His previous idea obviously didn't work, otherwise, with the fragile body of the flying squirrel, it would have been smashed to pieces long ago.

However, he believed that there should be no problem with the direction he was thinking, but the timing was wrong.

For the next period of time, Mo Xian sat on the edge of the crack, carefully feeling the strong wind gushing out from the crack.

During this process, another flying squirrel sneakily ran to the edge of the crack.

"Squeak..."

After taking a look at Mo Xian, the flying squirrel screamed a few times, as if mocking Mo Xian, then jumped up suddenly, threw himself into the wind, and was quickly swept away.

Mo Xian was dumbfounded, he never expected that he would be despised by a flying squirrel today, and it was extremely thorough.

But he watched the Flying Mouse's movements carefully just now, and he was indeed complying, without the slightest resistance, but the effect was surprisingly good.

This made him doubt life a little bit.

"Squeak..."

Not long after, another flying squirrel ran over, paused for a moment, and fell into the crack.

Without any hesitation, Mo Xian immediately jumped in the direction of the flying squirrel.

One person and one mouse soon met each other in the air, and Mo Xian could clearly see the flying mouse's bright little eyeballs looking at him innocently.

After looking at each other for a while, Mo Xian found in despair that the distance between himself and the Flying Mouse was getting farther and farther.

He himself was ascending, while the squirrel was descending rapidly.

In the end, the flying squirrel made it down successfully, while Mo Xian flew upside down with scars all over his body.

But this time, Mo Xian seemed to notice something.

He found that every ray of wind will have a tendency to flow back after reaching a certain place.

The gang wind at this time has no attack power, it can be said to be gentle.

And the flying squirrel followed this backflow trend and landed in another backflow wind, all the way down.

This reminded Mo Xian of a mechanism that he had accidentally heard about before, which was densely covered in a flat passage.

The mechanism will change according to certain rules, and the person who breaks into it needs to appear in the right place at the right time, so as not to fall.

Although the mechanism is obviously different from the gang wind in front of me, it has the same purpose, but this gang wind is more complicated.

Those flying squirrels should be very sensitive to the wind direction, so they can enter smoothly.

After mastering the method, Mo Xian immediately sat by the crack and observed the direction of the wind.

Soon after, he really discovered a certain pattern.

If you follow those backflows, there's a good chance you'll get blown under the crack.

Of course, this is not easy, and you need to feel the change of wind direction all the time, after all, these backflows are not static.

After figuring it out, Mo Xian immediately got up, ready to try it out.

This time he was not impulsive, but carefully felt the rising wind.

The next moment, Mo Xian jumped into Gang Feng's embrace.

This time, he didn't feel any pain, but felt very comfortable.

His figure also dropped a lot.

"Success!" Mo Xian was overjoyed immediately.

But as the so-called extreme joy begets sorrow, it was precisely because of his momentary fluctuation that the rhythm he had just mastered was immediately broken, his figure was immediately hit hard, he was shot flying, and returned to the starting point.

"Master, I still don't believe it!"

Mo Xian cursed and plunged into the crack again.

This time he was very careful and successfully descended.

However, Gangfeng under the crack was more complicated, and ended in failure again.

He is not discouraged either, as long as he is familiar with this method, it is only a matter of time before he lands at the bottom of the crack.

After trying many times in a row, Mo Xian fell deeper and deeper.

At a certain moment, he suddenly felt his body lighten, and those strong winds disappeared.

The surroundings were still dark, and Mo Xian didn't know where he was, nor what direction he was in now.

But soon, he felt the strong wind again.

Because he couldn't defend himself in time, he didn't have time to prepare this time, and was directly blown away by those strong winds.

"Failed again!"

With such thoughts in mind, Mo Xian only felt that his figure was constantly rising, and his whole body was aching from the strong wind.

In the end, he only felt his eyes brighten, and he returned to the ground again, but everything presented in front of him made his pupils suddenly shrink.

(End of this chapter)