Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 3: Famous in the Eastern Wilderness Chapter 415: Three Li Feng Styles! (First Update)

Chapter 415 of the third volume of the third volume, Famous in the Eastern Wilds, Li Feng’s Three Styles! (First update)

The sky is gray, misty, and surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds. At first glance, it seems unclear whether this is an ocean in the sky or a sea on the earth. (《》)

Su Ming couldn't feel the existence of his body, as if he had turned into a wisp of wind in the sea of ​​clouds, wandering between heaven and earth, not knowing where he was going...

Perhaps a long time had passed, or perhaps it was only a moment. Su Ming, who was a little confused, suddenly saw a long-haired man sitting cross-legged in the endless sea of ​​gray and white clouds in front of him.

This man is tall and thin, wearing a blue shirt, and has very long hair. Although his appearance is not handsome, he has an elegant temperament, especially his slender eyes. At first glance, he looks like a woman's eyebrows, which are like red phoenixes. One glance is unforgettable.

When Su Ming saw this man, his closed eyes slowly opened, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

"You are here, my successor."

Su Ming's mind was shaken. His dazed consciousness suddenly came to his senses. He remembered that he was absorbing the Fengman inheritance in the glacier. He remembered the storm that arose in his mind at the last moment, and how he felt after the storm. If the soul appears in this sea of ​​clouds.

"Only those who have acquired this inheritance for the first time can see me...those who inherit it after you will not see me, but you." The man with the slender face said slowly with a soft voice.

"I am Feng Man. I understand the power of wind and become a saint. I fight with the barbarian gods in the ninth tribulation realm. No one dares not to worship me wherever I go...

What remains here now is a ray of understanding left behind when I followed the Barbarian God to leave this ninth tribulation world and go to other tribulations to seek opportunities for breakthrough, so that future generations can pass on my style of barbarism.

The power of Fengman is ever-changing and cannot be passed down one by one, so I have incorporated it into three types of magical powers. If you can master them all, you should be able to understand 50% of Fengman. church

One of the three Li Feng postures is Kaiyang! "The man with slender eyes spoke slowly and slowly. The moment he said this, his eyes flashed, and he raised his right hand and waved violently towards the sky above the sea of ​​clouds.

"Pull away the clouds in the sky, make the sea of ​​clouds roll, and reveal the sun. What is needed to open up the sun is the wind!" As his words echoed, the sea of ​​clouds rolled violently and turned into a huge whirlpool. With the man as the center, it revolved around the endless range, roaring.

Su Ming was on the side, watching the rotation of the sea of ​​clouds. He could even imagine that if he looked up from the ground at this moment, the scene he would see would be shocking. It would be an astonishing scene of clouds in the entire sky spinning into whirlpools.

"Where does the wind come from?" The man with slender eyes smiled slightly.

"The wind rises from the waving of my sleeves, sends it into the sky, and rolls the sea of ​​clouds. When the sea of ​​clouds becomes a whirlpool, it will be returned countless times!

To be precise, Kaiyang is divided into three levels, one is to supply the wind, the second is to borrow the wind, the third is to merge the wind, and finally... Kaiyang! "The man with slender eyes fiercely clenched his fist with his right hand. The moment he clenched his fist, the sea of ​​clouds surrounding it turned into a whirlpool, and roared towards the man. Finally, Su Ming's mind was shaken, and he saw At this point, the vortex disappeared into the man's right fist!

It seemed that the process of clenching his fist was the moment when the endless sea of ​​clouds quickly condensed.

It's like, what this man is holding in his right hand right now is the endless swirling sea of ​​clouds just now!

It seems that the power he now holds in his hands is the infinite power of the wind in the world.

"Kaiyang!" The man's clenched right hand pointed forward, seemingly soft and weak, and punched. However, with this punch, an indescribable wind burst out from the man's hand, as if in silence. The dawn of dawn set off a thunderous thunder, as if a ten-thousand-foot storm broke out on the quiet sea, or as if there was a loud roar in the plains!

The violent wind turned into a wind dragon, roared out, and actually tore the sky, causing a huge hole to appear in the void. The wind dragon roared, got into it and disappeared. (《》)

"Second style, burying the dead!" The man with slender eyes narrowed his eyes, and there was a ray of green light in his eyes.

"I personally like this style very much. This style is not original to me, but I learned it from an ancient legend. I even visited many ruins and finally showed this ancient legend.

I have always felt that this technique already existed, but was just lost over the years, and I just restored it slightly. In ancient times, there was a legend that after the death of ancient people, they were not buried in the sky or on the ground, but were buried in the wind and buried in the wind..." There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, but the smile looked a little evil. The two fingers of his right hand point toward the earth below.

At this point, when Su Ming lowered his head and looked down, the earth below suddenly became illusory. The illusion did not last long before it became clear. But as it became clear, the earth that appeared in Su Ming's eyes was not the previous one. It has become a place filled with people.

On the land, there appeared countless people whose clothes and faces could not be seen clearly. They knelt down and worshiped on the ground one by one. Words that Su Ming couldn't understand came out from their mouths. Looking from the sky, there were enough people on this land. There are tens of thousands.

A densely packed area formed a huge circle. In the center, it was empty, except for a tall wooden tower standing on the ground. Except for the top of the tower, there was a corpse tied up. High hanging.

"My inheritor, look carefully!" The man with slender eyes suddenly spoke. Su Ming immediately calmed down, suppressed the shock, and stared intently.

On the ground, tens of thousands of people surrounded the giant wooden tower and began to walk slowly in one direction. Each of them was walking. From the sky, it looked like the circle they formed was rotating. This scene made Su Ming feel surprised in his heart.

He couldn't see what the actions of these people had to do with the art of burial. But as time went by, the tens of thousands of people on the ground gradually stopped walking slowly and started running. Tens of thousands of people were running at the same time. Running makes the circular rotation faster and faster.

"Could it be that the running of everyone formed a vortex, thus forming the wind?" Su Ming's eyes narrowed.

As tens of thousands of people run, waves of heat are radiated from everyone's body. This is the heat that naturally emanates from the body under the circulation of qi and blood. One person may not have much, but tens of thousands of people are running. Down below, the heat emitted is very clear at high altitudes.

After the hot air dissipated from their bodies, it slowly floated into the sky.

At the same time, hundreds of people in the running crowd immediately rose up from the ground, rushed directly into the sky, and stood above the corpse tied to the giant wooden tower. There, these hundreds of people actually floated cross-legged, with their bodies filled with blood. Waves of cold breath suddenly emitted, and this cold emanation immediately filled the surrounding area, making the surrounding area suddenly cold.

The next scene shocked Su Ming. He saw with his own eyes that as these hundreds of people radiated cold air, the cold air actually dropped downwards. In the process of sinking, it floated up with the tens of thousands of people running down the earth. The hot air collided with each other at this moment.

At the moment of contact, a strong wind appeared out of thin air, setting off waves of roaring sounds. At the same time, tens of thousands of people on the ground spoke at the same time and roared out a voice.

"Bury!" The sound was shocking, causing the tens of thousands of people to run faster and dissipate more heat. Hundreds of people floating cross-legged in the sky also opened their eyes at this moment and shouted out in unison!

"Yin!" After shouting this sound, a large amount of cold air dispersed several times and descended downwards. After touching the hot air, a stronger wind was born like convection. This wind swept across and blew the bundled The corpse on the giant wooden tower, the flesh and blood of the messenger's corpse, dried up quickly in the indescribable artificial wind, and finally turned into skin and bones, becoming a mummy.

All this was not over yet. As the words "hidden" and "yin" were growled out continuously, the wind became stronger and stronger. After an unknown amount of time, Su Ming's mind was shaken when he saw that The body of the mummy turned into fly ash and disappeared between heaven and earth as the wind blew out. This scene, which was obviously some kind of ritual, turned into illusion again and disappeared from Su Ming's eyes.

"This is for burial." The man with slender eyes said.

Su Ming stared blankly at the blurry earth below that had returned to normal at this moment, and a huge wave arose in his heart. What shocked him was not the art of burying the dead, but the wisdom of those people, and how the wind... was formed.

"Is this the cause of wind... The collision of cold and heat, or the flow of cold and heat, forms wind... flows, becomes wind... Yes, if I punch a punch, it will cause wind, But I have never thought about how the wind came. Now it seems that the cause of the wind is the flow of two kinds of breath." Su Ming seemed to have realized something.

"My inheritor, there is wind everywhere in this world. But if you can do it, separate the wind in a certain area so that there is no wind in this area, then you can Become the master of this area!

Without wind, it means there is no breath. Without breath, it means there is no power. The power of heaven and earth is restricted. When all breath does not exist, then from now on, the place where you are is the center of life. The restricted area is my Li Feng! "

"The three styles of Li Feng contain my lifelong understanding of wind. I will teach them to you. With the beginning of wind in your body, how much you can master depends on your understanding...

Finally, in addition to Li Feng, I will use my remaining knowledge to give you three opportunities for enlightenment. Each time corresponds to a magical power. Now, it is the first time to enlighten Yang! "The man with slender eyes dissipated after he spoke, and then, a strong wind roared directly towards Su Ming and enveloped him.

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