Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 164 Take a deep breath, dizziness is normal

Just breathing, the other person came closer to him, and the revolver in his hand was empty of bullets. When he subconsciously pulled the trigger, the revolver made a mechanical sound of empty impact.

Facing the other party's frightened eyes, Wen Lianggong smiled slightly and raised his hand.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound that was not too loud, and the woman in black robe let out a "wow", her abdomen was severely injured, her whole body was like a ripe prawn, her body was hunched over, and her feet were three inches off the ground.

It's okay.

Seeing that the black-robed woman was not killed by his punch, Wen Lianggong was a little relieved. He had more than nine points of strength in this punch, and his strength was really less than half.

I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death, and there's nothing I can do if I want to ask questions later.

After forcibly holding the black-robed woman in the air and beating her like a sandbag for half a minute, Wen Lianggong finally stopped her hand and took a step back, letting her fall to the ground with a splat.

pain!

Every part of her body was whining. The pain invaded her like a wave, causing her to open her mouth wide, but she couldn't scream at all. Her nose, tears, and saliva overflowed, and even breathing was extremely difficult, as if she was suffocating. generally.

It wasn't until more than ten seconds later that her body's near-death state finally awakened the internal organs in her body, allowing her to finally take a breath. She gasped for breath, and then she was able to make a gurgling sound in her mouth.

After curling up and twisting on the ground for a long time, Wen Lianggong finally saw the appearance of the black-robed woman clearly.

This woman's appearance was so young that he was a little surprised. Even though her face was painted with a rebellious smoky makeup, Wen Lianggong still made Wen Lianggong think that she was underage.

"How old are you?"

The woman gasped and responded with difficulty: "I am sixteen years old."

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows: "Do your parents know you did this?"

What surprised Wen Lianggong even more was that the opponent's skills were extremely sophisticated and his marksmanship was quite accurate. In terms of martial arts alone, although he was not a master with a single practice, he was definitely not weak.

This kind of skill, no matter how talented it is, is unlikely to appear on a sixteen-year-old girl. Due to the characteristics of martial arts in the real world, a sixteen-year-old's body is not even full-grown, and she cannot exert her strongest strength at all.

The true masters in martial arts are generally between the ages of twenty-six and fifty-five. At this age, their bodies will be in peak condition.

One of the most famous martial artists today even started practicing martial arts at the age of thirty.

"I'm an orphan."

"That's really nice."

"..."

Wen Lianggong continued to ask: "Explain, explain, what is the secret religion."

The girl did not dare not answer: "It is secret and not announced, hidden in the world, not seen by the world, it is called the secret religion."

After a pause, she whispered again: "After all, we devout people, in order to please the gods, sacrifice in some ways that are not popular with the world."

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows: "It turns out that you also know that you are not welcome by the world."

Hearing this, the girl raised her head, her eyes filled with fanaticism and unconcealable piety: "Human jars still existed hundreds of years ago. Going back thousands of years, during the prosperous period of Zhou rites, when worshiping heaven and gods, slaves were slaughtered. By offering sacrifices to the gods, we are just restoring old rituals.”

Wen Lianggong laughed angrily when he heard this. He didn't know whether it was a pig's brain or a dog's brain. He had been brainwashed to such a natural degree.

After asking a few more questions in a row, it finally became clear that these guys who claimed to be members of the Star God Sect respected the Star Lord. This Star Lord was not the Star Lord mentioned in Taoism, but these people, through their continuous worship and sacrifice, had inspired the power of the unknown dimension. Attention exists. "There is only one Star King. He is extremely powerful. He can control life and death. He is the source of salvation for the world. He is..."

Seeing the girl immersed in muttering prayers, Wen Lianggong shook his head slightly. There was no way to persuade such a person who had been completely brainwashed.

After getting the information he wanted, he reached out and held the girl's head.

The girl finally stopped praying, her whole body trembling slightly.

Wen Lianggong said softly: "Don't worry. In just a moment, you won't feel any pain at all. Just think of it as a nap. Take a deep breath. It's normal to feel dizzy."

Girl: "..."

Wen Lianggong lowered his eyes and released the energy in his palms. The girl's body stiffened for an instant, and then relaxed completely.

He slowly withdrew his hand and watched the girl fall to the ground, with a somewhat peaceful look on her face. Wen Lianggong was silent for a long time, then finally walked aside, kicked out a shallow pit, buried the girl in it, and looked The man in black robe, who had no sound in his eyes, stepped forward uneasy and twisted the other man's head before leaving with peace of mind.

After returning to the Qing Dynasty, Wen Lianggong glanced at the mountain seal and estimated that there were still about forty or fifty minutes left before re-entering the mythical world.

At this time, the moon was high in the sky, and Wen Lianggong found Chen Ziren, leaving Chengshan Kung and the Tiger Roaring Sword for him to figure out on his own.

"I don't understand this!"

When he saw Wen Lianggong hurriedly preparing to leave, Chen Ziren grabbed Wen Lianggong's hand and shouted.

Wen Lianggong was a little speechless: "The black and white words on the paper were clearly written."

Chen Ziren even held up the book speechlessly and said: "Which Chinese character did you write this book in? Do I have to take the archeology test if I want to practice this thing? I think it is harder to understand than oracle bone inscriptions."

Wen Lianggong: "..."

Seeing that there was no time left, Wen Lianggong waved his hand and said: "Tell my senior sister for me and ask her to come to Shudao Mountain to find me. I will just teach her. It happened suddenly and there is an emergency. I have to rush back immediately." Master, come up to the mountain to find me when you have time!"

Seeing Wen Lianggong running down the mountain in a hurry, Chen Ziren didn't pay much attention. He couldn't help but muttered: "I don't know what I am panicking about. I have done something shameful."

Looking at the two books with ghostly drawings in his hands, Chen Ziren shook his head slightly and threw the books on the table, but suddenly paused. After thinking about it, it was Wen Lianggong's intention after all. Although he couldn't understand it now, but wait. When you have time, you can go to Shudao Mountain and ask.

After nearly seventy years of practice, the Tiangang boy body has been cultivated to its limit. At his age, it is quite good to be able to maintain the combat power of the second level master.

Forget it, let Zhao Di take it and ask Liang Gong when the time comes. He has nothing to think about. He doesn't have ten or twenty years to live now. He has to improve the quality of his life. He has to sink into practice hard. His qi and blood are now gradually declining. No matter how much he practices, it will only accelerate the consumption of his qi and blood, making him die quickly.

Thinking of this, Chen Ziren couldn't help but sigh and shook his head slightly.

"Birth, old age, illness and death are all determined by destiny..."

"That's why some people pursue immortality and long-term vision, staying in the world forever, or they may ascend during the day and seek another kind of sublimation and eternity."

Li Tianran's words rang at the door, and he continued: "Is my junior brother gone?"

(End of this chapter)