After Situ Hao obtained the top-notch martial art, the Wind and Thunder Kuang Fist, he hid in the ancient forest during the day and practiced the secrets of beast cultivation. At night, after everyone fell asleep, he went to the side of the cliff and abyss in front of the ancient house to practice the Wind and Thunder Kuang Fist.
fist.
Because he understood that as long as it was after midnight, no one would come here through the ancient forest, and no one would find him practicing the exercises here.
Every night, a disgusting stench would permeate the bottom of the cliff and abyss. The deeper the night went, the heavier the odor would become. It would not dissipate until the sun came out the next day.
Under such circumstances, only ghosts would come here in the middle of the night and be tortured by the disgusting stench.
Situ Hao couldn't stand the smell, but in order to make himself stronger, he could only put a wet towel around his mouth and practice.
In this way, while Situ Hao was practicing continuously, he didn't feel that life was very difficult. Seeing that the number of animals he transformed into increased day by day, and feeling that his strength was increasing day by day, there was something in Situ Hao's heart.
Indescribable joy.
It's just that the Wind and Thunder Kuang Fist he practices does not have the power of Wind and Thunder mentioned by the ancestor who copied this boxing technique. It seems that either his practice has not reached that level, or his strength is not strong enough.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.
That night, the sky was covered with dark clouds and the night was as dark as ink. Situ Hao was still practicing the Wind and Thunder Fist repeatedly in front of the cliff and abyss.
More than a month of non-stop training has made him know this place like the back of his hand. Even at night when he can't see his fingers, he can practice as if he were practicing during the day.
Situ Hao lived in a stone house, and no one would ever come to see him, and no one would ask him, so his life, except for three meals a day, had no rules at all. Anyway, he would sleep when he was sleepy.
, start practicing as soon as you wake up.
Situ Hao has been practicing the Wind and Thunder Fist for more than a month. Although there is no sound of wind and thunder, he can still beat this set of Wind and Thunder Fist to make the wind roar.
In the dark night, the fist wind whistled, but in the silent night sky, there was a bit of momentum.
Listening to the sound of the somewhat powerful fist blowing through the air, Situ Hao was even more excited. He felt a little sense of accomplishment in his heart, so his training became more energetic.
"Hoo-ho-ho-" Suddenly, three forbearing roars came from the silent night sky.
Situ Hao was suddenly startled, and immediately stopped his training, walked in the dark, and came to the edge of the cliff of the abyss.
Yinren's roar came from the abyss, and it was very subtle. If it weren't for practicing on the cliff, and if it happened during the gap between the sound of the fist wind breaking through the air, Situ Hao would never have heard these three sounds.
roar.
"Kill-kill-kill-"
Suddenly, there were three low-pitched killing sounds.
The voice was still very low, but Situ Hao couldn't help but shudder a few times, because he could feel the resentment and murderous intent in the voice.
Ever since Lin Hao's soul traveled through Situ Hao's body and came to live here, he has somewhat believed in the legend of this cliff and abyss.
Many nights, he had listened carefully and calmly in front of the stone house, but he had never heard any roar coming from the cliff and abyss.
He once thought that those rumors were false.
He really didn't expect that there would actually be roars in the abyss, and hearing this roar, it was definitely the roar of a human being.
The cliffs and abyss are filled with poisonous gas. Even if an immortal falls in it, it will be difficult to escape. If the legend is true, then what is the explanation for the roar at the bottom of the abyss?
Moreover, Situ Hao suddenly thought of the mottled stone house where he and his father lived, which seemed to have a certain relationship with the cliff and abyss.
The age of the mottled stone house will definitely far exceed the history of Fengyun Sword Sect.
Everything instantly became a mystery in Situ Hao's mind, and he was full of curiosity about the roar of the cliff and abyss.
"After dawn tomorrow, I will use the power of the phantom beast to go down to the bottom of the cliff and abyss to see who made that roar?" Situ Hao thought secretly in his heart.