Chapter 274 Trance

After Bai Su left, the car bowed respectfully to Su Ming and hurriedly left here until he walked more than ten feet outside the cave before he was relieved. He looked back at the cave where Su Ming was, and there was awe in his eyes.

"He... is different." The car can't be specific, which is purely a feeling.

Under the canopy in the middle of the night, Su Ming breathed calmly and meditated silently. His injuries had been controlled, and in this breath adjustment, he gradually recovered.

Until dawn, Su Ming opened his eyes. His eyes were not bright, but clear. Looking at the dark night outside the cave, a cold wind blew in, lifting a few ps of his hair and floating on his face.

"The Battle of the Witch Land..." Su Ming looked down at his hands and thought about it in his eyes. In his mind, he went out alone to chase one of Naschen, until he walked out of the scene of the lizard's department, slowly playing back.

"I made a few mistakes in this battle." Su Ming muttered, raised the drawing board with his left hand, raised the sand with his right hand on the back, and gradually, the pictures appeared on the drawing board that Su Ming saw.

The first thing that appeared was a raised hill in the dense jungle. His figure stood on the top of the mountain and galloped down the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, one of the Sichen he chased and killed was also close.

"Although it has been very heavy on the enemy... However, at the critical moment before the battle, the terrain of this place is ignored. Even if you don't know the strangeness here, you should be vigilant when you see the sudden pause of the chased people." Su Ming looked at the drawing board, and the original scene clearly appeared in his mind.

"In this battle, I could have been without being injured... And the teenager, he and I could not have made mistakes. Even if I didn't killed him, I could have taken him away until I was safe.

"Su Ming closed his eyes. When he opened it again, his right hand bounced on the drawing board, and a layer of fine debris flew on it. After sweeping away the previous picture, Su Ming's right hand continued to draw.

What appeared on the drawing board this time was also a jungle. Around Su Ming, who was on his knees on a big tree, there were more than a dozen wizards galloping.

"The vigilance is still not enough, and the behavior is not cautious enough. There are witches there. If I set a lot of traps around before the rest... If I take out the red grass skin before the rest, then... In this battle, I can not use the treasure given by the eldest brother, or avoid too many injuries, I can hit these Kill!"

Su Ming waved his right hand and continued to draw on the drawing board. Then what appeared on the drawing board was the scene of Su Ming and the old witch chasing and fighting back in the jungle.

Looking at the picture, Su Ming's eyes flashed.

"I didn't commit this battle... But if the previous two mistakes have changed, then maybe there is no such battle, even if there is, because I have won enough time, my victory in this battle should not be so difficult.

In this witch trip, we can see that there are still a lot of people in the actual battle. "Caution, caution, and then be cautious!" Su Ming's eyes showed firmness.

Summarize his own mistakes in this war and summarize his own shortcomings in this war. This is a way that Su Ming can become stronger and stronger for himself.

A life-and-death crisis is not just a fluke and a surprise for the rest of the life after the disaster. If so, then there may be no second fluke.

In Su Ming's view, the life-and-death crisis should be a metamorphosis and growth, constantly improving himself, and constantly correcting some of his mistakes and ways to deal with things, which will allow him to get more opportunities to survive in the face of the next crisis.

"Be careful about every step, every move you make, and be wary of the dangers that may occur around you at any time. Only in this way can you survive while becoming more and more powerful when Tianlan hunts witches." Su Ming closed his eyes and firmly remembered the teaching currency this time"

"In addition to the shortcomings in words and deeds, there is another point that needs me to be vigilant and corrected." Su Ming opened his eyes and raised his right hand to stroke the void in front of him. After this stroke, Su Ming looked at the place where he rowed, and his eyes were bright.

"This stroke has been a great success. Maybe it is not perfect, but under my current cultivation and perception, this is my extreme teaching." But in addition to this stroke, I have no other skill to fight against the strong enemy in magic..." Su Ming frowned. Before he entered the ninth peak, he still had this concern. .

Then he entered the ninth peak. According to the teaching of the evil son of heaven, he went to find the method of meditation, but in the same way, he did not have the opportunity to learn other magic spells.

In the war of the witch clan, Su Ming felt his weakness and inadequacy.

In terms of "lack of magical power" speed, I was good at it, but in the face of the witch old man, it didn't work at all! In addition to magic and speed, the same is true for protection.

It's okay for God to encounter the same enemy. Once he meets the strong, he will have no time to recover and break up. This is the reason why he did not go to the Dayu Dynasty to get the real armor, which makes it not strong.

Fortunately, the Handan clock exists, but the key point of the use of this clock for me is that the sound of the bell can make people trance, not protection. Using it to protect it can only be the ultimate means of life-saving.

In addition to these, the magic weapons are also very lacking here. The ice and fire given by the eldest brother have disappeared, and Uncle Bai's distracting things have also disappeared... All these things have to be prepared a lot before Tianlan hunts witches. Su Ming frowned.

"There are also a lot of medicinal stones left. It needs to be refined again. The power of the spirit is beyond my imagination. What this thing says can only make the witch old man absorb it for a moment. Although I still can't grasp the flute of this moment, if my speed is fast enough, if I use two or even three or even More spirits disperse to solidify the other party, then... I don't have a chance!"

In his meditation, Su Ming touched the black fragments hanging around his neck, and a kind of thing called Na Shen San existed in the medicinal stone that he could refine gradually came to his mind.

"When the old man of the witch clan saw my spirit scattered, he once said that it was the Danhuang of the witch clan... Could it be said that this fragment of mine came from the witch clan?" Su Ming frowned, and he didn't feel like it.

In Su Ming's meditation and thought, the sky outside the cave gradually became no longer dark, and slowly became bright until the morning came after full light.

With the early morning sun shining in the cave, Su Ming took a deep breath, had the direction of what he wanted to prepare next, and got up and walked out of the cave.

Six days, since he was taken away by the evil son of heaven until he came back, in six days, this was the first time he stood on the platform outside the cave again. In the early morning, he breathed the cold wind, looked at the sea of heaven and earth outside the mountain, looked at the falling or rolled snow standing there, looking at the end Although it was vague there, Su Ming's eyes seemed to faintly feel what it was like in this morning on the witch's land outside the Tianlan barrier behind this blur.

"Little brother, good morning." A soft spring breeze-like voice came from behind Su Ming. As Su Ming turned around, he saw the second brother in a long gown, who came over with a gentle smile as usual.

"Second brother, you got up so early." Su Ming was a little surprised. He rarely saw the second brother get up so early. Most of the noon is the time for the second brother to get up. After all, the wandering in the night needs to rest when the sun rises in the morning.

The second brother coughed a few times, and his face was slightly sideways, so that the sun could shine on it.

"Little brother, I have figured it out. There is a good saying that it is good to go to bed early and get up early for good health." The second brother's head shook.

Su Ming smiled and didn't say anything.

"What?" The second brother was about to say something when his eyes suddenly condensed and looked at Su Ming carefully. He raised his right hand and patted Su Ming's body. After turning around Su Ming, he suddenly opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Fourth, tell your brother, did the master come to you in purple at night? How did you answer?

"I answered" I want to see." Su Ming smiled.

"This...not good..." The second brother was stunned and smiled. There were more and more smiles, and finally laughed.

"Why didn't I think of it at the beginning? This... It's really not good..." A trace of expectation flashed in the second brother's eyes and patted Su Ming on the shoulder.

"Then, how did the master do it?"

"I took me to see a battle, saw a damage, went to the witch clan, and killed a group of witches..." Su Ming said softly.

The second brother opened his eyes wide, showing his vex, and his eyes gradually became decisive.

"The next time the master comes to me in purple, I will answer like this!" The second brother was about to continue talking, but he suddenly looked up, quickly tidied up his clothes, and kept the sun shining on his side face, with a gentle smile on the corners of his mouth.

In the sky, two Changhongs roared from the seventh peak. These two Changhongs were one after the other, and there was a woman in the Changhong in front. The woman was beautiful, but she frowned and looked a little reluctant. It was Ziyan.

After approaching the ninth peak, she stared at the car fiercely. The car did not dare to look at it. She quickly bowed his head. At this moment, the second brother stood up, kept his side face reflected by the sun, and spoke softly to Ziyan.

"Miss Ziyan, let's go." As he spoke, he took a step towards the sky and walked towards Ziyan. Instead of turning into two long rainbows, he cared about the smoke's unwillingness and went away.

Su Ming's eyes did not look at the departure of the second brother and Ziyan, but looked at the second long rainbow from the seventh peak. A woman in white clothes and her hair was tied with red grass rope, turned into two small braids next to her ears, and her forehead was dotted with some shiny crystals.

At this moment, Su Ming was in a trance in front of him.