What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 50
"This seat..." The strong man in the lead laughed.

He felt that the young man in front of him, who looked weak, had probably read too many novels.

Still this seat?
However, it doesn't matter.

He winked at the two subordinates who had circled behind the young man: "Take it!"

The two immediately shot, one left and one right, crushing them like two iron towers.

The two calloused hands were about to grab the young man's shoulders like iron tongs, completely controlling him.

then……

You can stuff it into the van and get out of here quickly.

Wait until he gets to the boss.

Under coercion and inducement, what can't be taken out?
Doing this...their boss is an expert!

Not to mention the reputation is far and wide, at least it is notorious!

however……

What you imagined did not happen.

I saw it, under the reflection of the street lights at the alley.

The young man shook his head, those eyes as deep as the night, at this moment, there was a look of compassion.

Yes!

mercy!

He only heard a sigh in his ears: "Nie Barrier!"

He raised his hand slightly, without looking back.

He just casually stretched out two fingers and pointed at the two people who were about to be held firmly by the standard grappling method.

The whole process is extremely slow.

Like a sloth.

So that everyone could clearly see his movements.

but……

But surprisingly fast.

There was no time to react at all.

A finger hit the back of the person on the left.

Just a little light, to be precise, it should be a flick of the skin between the fingers.

There was no sound, no broken bones, and no screams.

But the man who claimed to have worked as a mercenary abroad and had served in the famous 'Whitewater Security Company' for three years and had been through many battles.

But he just stood there.

He blushed, sweat dripping from his forehead.

He seemed to want to speak.

But not a word could be said.

Fear emerged from the heart.

The right finger is also doing the same, and the same is light.

Like a dragonfly on the water.

Pointed on the other person's finger.

This person was suddenly struck by lightning, and his hair stood up one by one.

The whole person slumped backward.

The young man raised his hand gently, as if he was removing the filth in his hand.

As if he had just done such a thing, it made him a little insulted.

Then he started moving forward.

The strong man swallowed.

"What do you want to do?"

He finally knew that he was afraid, and finally understood that he seemed to have bumped into a great man!

A thing that was only circulated in legends emerged in his heart.

Legend has it that if a warrior can penetrate Ren and Du's two veins, he can condense 360 ​​five acupuncture points all over his body.

You can open the treasure house of the flesh and witness the holiness!
You can cross the river with a reed, and you can let out your true energy.

Killing the invisible, conquering the enemy at a distance of a hundred paces, or even attacking the army with one cavalry and destroying the country by one person, even in modern times, you can also not be afraid of ordinary modern firearms, pick up bullets with your body, and smash cannons with iron fists.

This is called the master!
But, this is just a legend!
No one has ever actually seen it.

Only in history, those figures who once fought against the army and destroyed the country by one person have such divine might!

Then I only heard the young man say: "You are mortal with naked eyes, you are deeply immersed in the red dust, you don't know the number of days, you don't know the cause and effect, this seat shouldn't care about you!"

Hugh said he was a saint.

Even the immortals who eat better and have deeper cultivation will no longer care about mortals.

True dragons don't care about bugs.

The strong man and his subordinates stepped back and began to beg for mercy.

"Hero... no... uncle... no... senior..."

"It's our eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai, and we bumped into you..."

"Your lord has a lot of it, so let's just treat us like a fart..."

"We promise, we will apologize, and we will make you satisfied..."

But the young man looked at them half-smile.

Step by step they forced them into the alley.Those dark eyes that were as dark as the night, at this moment, exudes a certain look that makes people palpitate and fear afterward.

"But..." The young man in front of him said lightly, as if he was talking about something trivial.

"You rely on force to bully the weak. If you can't punish the weak, how can you be worthy of those innocent people who were harmed by your force?"

"That's it!" He raised his head.

"It's good to abolish your force!"

"Let's wait for a lifetime, and can't use strength that exceeds the level of ordinary people!"

He stretched out his hand.

Grab it forward like a chicken.

Pity these people, they are all ruthless people who have been trained for a long time and even licked blood on the knife head.

But now, under the fear, there is no courage to resist.

This is normal.

How can a real warrior be a dog for others?

How can a true warrior sacrifice his life for others for a little money?
They bully the weak and are naturally fearless.

But once encountered, an irresistible force or an invincible power.

Immediately, all the ferocity faded away, and he became more docile than a lamb.

Simply put, it's just a bunch of bugs.

Except for swinging a knife at the weak.

In front of the strong, they are not as good as insects.

..............................

After a few breaths, Tongtian Sect Master came out of the alley.

He looked back at the people who were already slumped in the alley.

He shook his head slightly.

"In the future, learn how to survive as a weakling!" he said.

Human flesh, for saints, does not have any secrets.

What's more, the sect master of Tongtian also once protected the Dharma at the side of the goddess Nuwa when she created human beings.

Therefore, the leader knows, don't look at the human race after so many years of reproduction.

But in fact, he still did not break away from the barriers of the emperor Wa when he created human beings.

The human body, the essence, is still clay.

Water and soil, under the supreme supernatural power of the sage Wa Huang, under the guidance of heaven, and under the rolling tide of the general trend of heaven and earth, merged together.

Turn into flesh and blood, give birth to a soul, and open up wisdom.

It is also a sage, enlightening morality, and opening up civilization and wisdom.

This is the human race!

But its flesh, bones, and internal organs are still mud.

And the sage knows this, so even if he doesn't need any Taoist magical powers, even if he is just a mortal body, he can easily subdue the human race.

And on its flesh, set a ban.

Just like what the priest just did.

With a single tap, you can block the power-generating orifices in his fleshly body.

And just right, so that they can also have the ability to take care of themselves.

not become disabled.

However, from now on, their strength has an upper limit.

If it exceeds the upper limit, it can no longer be used.

Unless they can set foot on the road, have a clear mind and see their nature, or have an immortal take action, they will never be able to break free from this shackle.

They are limited to the level of the underdog.

And this level is based on the situation of the mortals in this world.

Generally speaking, the strength of these people in the future will only be equivalent to that of a normal old man who is about 60 years old.

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