Infinite Plane Devour

Chapter 27 Learning
Today's weather is not so good, it is foggy and hazy.

Still at that point, Wu Xian got up early, didn't care about the weather, and practiced according to the health-preserving chapter on Taijiquan, combining yin and yang, tempering the body, Wu Xian's face was still pale with pain in the meridians all over his body, and sweat was flowing.

However, yesterday's marrow washing did not occur. I think it was because I practiced for the first time, and I was able to get this rare opportunity by chance.

Even so, Wu Xian still felt that when he sat cross-legged, there was a wave of qi in his body, which filled his limbs with warmth, and Wu Xian couldn't help shouting: "This feeling is so refreshing!"

He was going to tell Mr. Ren that he had something to do when he went out, but he was told that he was ill and resting. Wu Xian had no choice but to tell the guard at the gate that he had to go out beforehand.

According to what Uncle Jiu said yesterday, Wu Xian came to the woods next to Renjia Town.

At this time, the woods were surrounded by mist, and the flowers and plants on the ground were still covered with morning dew. Looking at the empty woods, standing in the gloomy and oppressive environment, Wu Xian felt a trace of fear in his heart for no reason.

It was early in the morning, and no one came out, not to mention this place that is usually sparsely populated. He can be sure that Wu Xian is here alone. Of course, it does not rule out that Uncle Jiu is hiding in the dark and watching him .

Yep?Wu Xian suddenly saw that the air began to flow, and the originally condensed mist slowly spread towards the surroundings.

got windy.

The mist in the air wet Wu Xian's clothes, and being blown by the wind, he actually felt a biting chill in the hot days of late spring and early summer.

He kept rubbing his arms and rubbing his hands back and forth.

"Why is it so cold all of a sudden, what's going on?" It was a hot day, even though it was morning, Wu Xian was only wearing thin clothes, so how could he expect it to be so cold.

In vain, Wu Xian's eyes narrowed sharply, and he noticed that the surrounding fog was not blown away by the wind, but drifted along with the wind in an unknown trajectory.

The white mist gradually gathered and twisted, forming dozens of white ropes, intertwining and pulling each other, and finally a huge net made of mist covered Wu Xian.

Not good, in such a weird situation, Wu Xian took out his pistol, raised his hand and hit the white rope in the sky.

"Bang, bang, bang." A series of gunshots sounded, and Wu Xian fired more than a dozen bullets in a row in this short period of time.

The bullet whizzed, spinning at high speed, hitting the rope.

"Pfft..." The bullet passed through, and it actually just punched a hole in the rope surrounded by mist. After a while, the mist closed in the middle, forming a huge net and continuing to rush towards Wu Xian.

What can we do? To be honest, Wu Xian has never practiced any spells, and now he only relies on the gun in his hand, which is okay to deal with ordinary people. It is somewhat impossible to solve the current situation.

In addition, the surrounding area was completely covered by fog, and it was foggy. It seemed that something interfered with Wu Xian's sight, making him unable to see clearly, so he didn't know how to escape.

As a result, Wu Xian simply refused to escape, and stood motionless in place, letting the huge net rush towards him.

The net made of mist is getting closer and closer, so close that Wu Xian can reach out and touch it. As the giant net suddenly rushed down, Wu Xian was not afraid or struggling, but opened his eyes and watched with a smile. with.

Wu Xian seemed to be surrounded by a large ball of cotton, which was fluffy and soft. After a while, the fog dissipated and a person appeared on the spot.

After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, Wu Xian smiled slightly, as expected, it seemed that his guess was right.

The person who came was Uncle Jiu. When Wu Xian came here, he saw the continuous mist around him, and at first he thought it was caused by the unevenness of heat and cold, which caused the water to evaporate.

But when he saw that the fog was getting thicker and thicker, and even started to lag behind at an abnormal amount, Wu Xian knew that someone must have made it, and that Uncle Jiu asked him to come here, so no one would know about it , it is not obvious that Uncle Jiu did it.

This is also the reason why Wu Xian gave up when he saw that guns were useless. After all, Uncle Jiu probably wouldn't kill him.

Seeing Wu Xian's performance, Uncle Jiu felt a little relieved.

This test was also arranged by Uncle Jiu in advance. The purpose was to see what level Wu Xian was. Facts have proved that his level is really not good. Apart from being able to draw out a gun to attack, he can't do anything else.

This kind of thing to deal with ordinary people, of course, can't solve his test, but although Wu Xian is so unbearable, he has something that he is optimistic about, that is, he does not panic when encountering problems, and he can calmly analyze the current situation. .

We must know that although there are not many geniuses, there are also many. The reason why not all successful people are geniuses is because everyone has different moods, different ways of dealing with things, and the best results are also different.

Uncle Jiu can see this more clearly than anyone else. When he first started learning art, he was not a genius, but he worked harder than others, and loved it more than others. After more than ten years of tempering, he reached the present this realm.

Even so, he has not forgotten his original intention of vowing to subdue demons and eliminate demons, so as to restore the peace in the world.

In addition, among the apprentices he accepted, there are only two who are truly talented, and the remaining three apprentices are all people with ordinary aptitude but work hard.

Gathering his mind, Uncle Jiu smiled wryly: "This man is really old, so it's easy to recall those things in the past, no, after teaching this, he needs to go home to take care of himself."

"Wu Xian, do you know that those guns just now are aimed at ordinary people, and they can't solve my spell?"

Originally, Wu Xian was still looking at what Uncle Jiu was missing, so he suddenly asked, and hurriedly replied: "Yes, but I don't know how to decipher it."

"Okay, now I will teach you what I have learned. I don't care how you read "Maoshan Daoshu". From now on, you need to listen carefully to every sentence I will tell you."

"Take the spell I cast just now. Of course, it includes not only spells, but also formations, talismans, and the way of Fengshui. Now I will demonstrate it to you."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Jiu took out three small yellow flags, arranged them in a triangle and inserted them on the ground, muttering words, and stepped on the seven-star step.

After a while, Wu Xian felt a slight vibration from under his feet, and a stream of air surged outward from the three small yellow flags, and a layer of bright air could be seen converging towards the middle with the naked eye.

After the qi entered the triangle, it didn't stop. Instead, it flowed slowly clockwise, gathering more and more. After reaching a certain level, Uncle Jiu took out a talisman paper on which some incomprehensible runes were drawn.

Clamping between two fingers, with a light movement, the talisman paper actually flashed a gleam of light, and then Uncle Jiu threw the talisman paper that was flickering intermittently into the triangle, and shouted loudly: "Join!"

The talisman slipped into it strangely, standing upright in the middle, and suddenly the air flow turned around the talisman and began to flow clockwise, a thick fog gushed out from inside, and after a while, Wu Xian and Uncle Jiu were surrounded and disappeared .

(End of this chapter)