Chapter 92 101: The war is raging and the wind is fierce, and it is difficult to return due to the crowds of people (no reason to add more)

Author: Shi Nan

Chapter 92 101: The war is raging and the wind is fierce, and it is difficult to return due to the crowds of people (no reason to add more)

After the black clouded leopard had eaten and drank enough, Chen Dengming declined Shabao's insistence on forcibly donating blood, and warned Shabao not to meddle, to avoid causing trouble, and to make peace when there is no enemy.

Be eager to fight against injustice.

Then he left the enlightened Silly Leopard in the forest, promised to call him again one day, turned around and left.

Now that he has become a foundation builder, Chen Dengming feels a lot more relaxed when flying in the air with his sword light. His escape speed is faster and he consumes less spiritual energy.

Strengthening the control of spiritual energy means that the magic control of spirits becomes more sophisticated.

This is a process that comes naturally after you increase your ability.

It's as if a person suddenly became a fish and had gills, so he could breathe underwater naturally without any complicated understanding or thinking.

Now, Chen Dengming can understand why several foundation-building monks in the sect like to fly around in the sky and float in the air when talking to their disciples.

Probably because it consumes less spirit and is easier to fly, it makes flying very casual.

Secondly, in this way, you can regularly practice your flying skills and positioning in daily activities, so that the habit will become natural, and you will be more flexible and maneuverable during combat.

As for the last words he spoke to his disciples, they were all floating in the air. Chen Dengming once thought that it was probably because the foundation-building monks in the sect were pretending to be 13 in order to establish their authority.

Now he feels that he is still superficial and definitely does not have that kind of need.

"Whoosh!——"

Chen Dengming transformed into a sword and flew at extremely high speeds.

boom--

The air flow in the air was turbulent and was torn apart by the fierce light of the sword.

Soon, Chen Dengming's flying speed was directly close to the subsonic speed, which is almost half the speed of sound. In half a breath, he flew over eighty feet away.

However, after this speed continued for dozens of breaths, Chen Dengming had to slow down his flying speed.

As the speed increases, the resistance to the air becomes too strong.

Especially when he activates his sword energy body protection to resist the increasingly strong air flow, the resistance will continue to increase as the speed increases.

By the end, the air seemed to have turned into liquid water, so thick that it was suffocating.

And if the sword qi protection is weakened, or simply removed, the result is obvious. The resistance will not be reduced much, but the damage caused by the strong air flow to one's own body will become even greater.

Chen Dengming originally boasted that he had practiced the Vajra Indestructible Zen Kung Fu and also practiced the Demon Kung Fu. What kind of pressure should be put on his body?

But after holding on for a while, he had to give up this self-abuse behavior.

Yes, my body resisted, but a lot of my hair was almost removed one by one by the strong airflow.

People were flying wildly in front, and their hair was flying wildly behind their heads, creating a family separation ceremony.

And when I tried to open my eyes, my eyelids were trembling crazily, and my eyeballs seemed to have been sprayed with cooling oil, and they couldn't help but shed tears.

The speed of more than eighty feet at half breath, converted into speed per hour, is more than nine hundred and nearly one thousand kilometers, which is comparable to the speed of slower combat aircraft in previous lives.

At such an extreme speed, the air resistance is naturally very large, and a lot of spiritual energy is lost.

However, if it were changed to a speed of more than forty feet with half a breath, Chen Dengming felt that it was acceptable again.

After this attempt, he flew directly to the vicinity of Changlefang.

"Now my maximum flight speed is about twice as fast as before the breakthrough. I feel it can still be improved, and may be close to the speed of sound, but the spiritual energy consumed is too great."

"Currently, if we fly at a constant speed of about forty feet with half a breath, and keep our spiritual energy within the safety range, we can travel thousands of miles a day, just like playing. This was difficult to do before. The mana is not enough, and the speed is

Not that fast."

Chen Dengming maintained his direction and flew towards Changlefang, stroking down his hair that was almost flying into the sky while thinking with satisfaction.

After this small trial, he felt quite satisfied.

Today's constant speed flight is almost close to the extreme speed flight of the past.

Moreover, the sustainable flight time is conservatively estimated to be increased by ten times.

Fast escape speed means strong ability to save life. In the world of immortality, the strongest ability is not who has the strongest attack power, but who has the strongest escape speed.

Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy.

"Why?"

Chen Dengming stroked his hair down and suddenly looked strangely at the crowd gathered at the gate of Changshengfang in the distance.

There were actually some Changchun disciples there who seemed to be performing some mission.

A large number of casual cultivators gathered and lined up, but the scene did not seem too noisy.

Except for the chatter of some people watching the excitement around, the whole atmosphere seemed very solemn and a bit strange.

Chen Dengming was surprised and flew over. After thinking for a while, he took out the reflective mirror as an ordinary mirror and looked at his face.

"Eye. It's difficult to paint bones and skin, but my eyes are still easy to be seen by people who are familiar with me."

Chen Dengming's eyes changed a few more times, and he realized that it was indeed difficult to change a person's eyes.

I can only try to use the Bone Shrinking Technique, and the spiritual energy will flow, making the eyebrows between the eyebrows rise a little, which can slightly change the distance between the eyes.

As a result, his appearance has undergone some subtle changes in his eyes, which has little impact on the overall appearance. Acquaintances will not feel anything unusual when they see it, but it is more completely different from the appearance of Gao Hu of Changlefang.

Once when he was receiving a road guide at the border of Changshou Sect's influence, he had used the bone-shrinking technique to change his appearance once, transforming from Chen Dengming into a tall tiger.

When he joined the Changchun Sect more than two months ago, he also changed his appearance again. With a new direction, he transformed into Chen Ming with his new appearance and joined the Changchun Sect.

It is also covered with two layers of skin.

Nowadays, not to mention the people at the gathering place, even the acquaintances of Changlefang recently, no one can even think of recognizing him as white-haired Chen Dengming.

"Whoosh——"

Chen Dengming controlled the escape light and flew over.

Several disciples of the Changchun Sect saw another fellow disciple flying in. They all took a few glances, but found that they did not recognize Chen Dengming, and thought he was sent by the sect to deliver some news.

When Chen Dengming approached, a disciple of the Changchun sect who seemed to be the leader of the ninth level of Qi training said in surprise, "This junior brother is very unfamiliar. A newbie? Unknown? What's the matter here?"

Chen Dengming was also stunned.

As soon as he saw the crowd parting, he naturally walked in. A group of Changchun disciples also stopped what they were doing and looked at him. They thought these disciples knew him, the newly promoted sect's foundation builder, but they actually regarded him as their junior disciple.

.

However, he had been in Changchun Sect for more than two months and had been practicing in seclusion for a long time. Although there was a lot of movement when he broke through the foundation building that day, not all the disciples saw it, and it was normal for them not to recognize him.

Immediately, Chen Dengming said with a polite smile, "This nephew, my name is Chen Ming, and I have just started to get started recently. I also want to see what you are doing here and understand the situation."

Who are you?

If you are just starting out recently, why don’t you call us apprentice nephew?

This time it was the turn of the three Changchun disciples to be stunned.

Especially the leader frowned and looked at Chen Dengming's fellow robe.

Just as he was about to speak out to scold this new disciple who didn't understand the rules and was playing pranks, he suddenly choked on his words, and his eyes suddenly widened with a bright light of astonishment.

"Chen, you said you are Chen, Chen Ming?"

"Chen Ming?"

“The newbie Chen”

The other two disciples were at a loss at first, but then quickly reacted and were a little at a loss.

"Ouch! Look at how sharp my eyesight is." The leading disciple immediately slapped his stiff cheek and quickly forced out a smile.

"I said, Master Chen, I'm sorry. I was blind, so I didn't recognize it right away. You said you came here in person, paid a private visit incognito, and wore a disciple's robe. You are here to inspect our work on behalf of the sect.

Woolen cloth?"

Only then did Chen Dengming realize that he was still wearing the robe of a disciple of the Changchun Sect.

He was used to wearing this robe, so he didn't take it seriously.

The benefits for being promoted to Foundation Establishment Monk, including the sect's top robe, have not yet been given to him.

At this time, the casual cultivators who were queuing up and gathering around also started to make a slight uproar.

Looks full of awe fell on Chen Dengming from all directions.

The uncle of a disciple of the Changchun sect, isn't he a foundation-building monk?

It was the first time for some casual cultivators who were standing close to be so close to the Foundation Establishment cultivators. They felt that their heels felt a little weak for a moment, and their bodies seemed to be unable to stand upright. They were about to fall backwards. They did not dare to show it on their faces, and their facial muscles

He was as stiff as a tendon and very nervous.

"Ahem." Chen Denming coughed dryly and glanced at the casual cultivators who were making a slight noise around him.

Suddenly the scene fell silent.
To be continued...