Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 500: The Way of Cultivation in This World
The man let out a light exclamation, as if he had not expected that Wen Lianggong could avoid his attack in such a situation.

The next moment, before the attacker could react, a hand glowing brightly in the moonlight opened its five fingers and came towards his face.

Bang!
With a dull thud, the sturdy short man, who was only about 1.6 meters tall, was pressed to the ground, leaving a dent in the ground.

Wen Lianggong let go of his hand, slowly stood up, and shook his hand helplessly. His body shape was now more compact than before after he had mastered the Eight-Nine Profound Art. Although he was still 1.93 meters tall, his figure was very well-proportioned and not as stout as before.

The next second, Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows slightly as he watched the sturdy short man roll over on the ground without stopping and then climb up very nimbly.

This man was really strong. The force contained in that blow was enough to crush a piece of steel. However, the stocky short man climbed up immediately as if nothing had happened, which really surprised him.

However, the sturdy short man looked at Wen Lianggong in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost. It seemed that he had not expected that the other party's attack would leave him completely helpless.

Seeing the stocky short man take two deep breaths, Wen Lianggong saw the energy floating in the surrounding heaven and earth, which he called vital energy, being sucked into the short man's mouth and nose. Wen Lianggong's eyes flashed slightly, and he saw the energy entering the stocky short man's body from his mouth and nose, and then quickly circulated along the eight extraordinary meridians, and then returned to the dantian.

Different from energy attributes such as true qi and true essence, it seems to be more aggressive and more targeted at the flesh and blood body, but it is weak in the tempering of the spirit and soul.

The mainstream practice in this world should be based on physical training, but the spirit is relatively weak.

He was quite surprised by the toughness of the opponent's physique when he just struck him with his palm.

The way of cultivation in this world should have its merits.

"There is no grudge or hatred, why do you want to kill me?"

Wen Lianggong was a little confused. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he had not offended anyone, but this person seemed to be coming specifically for him.

The short man was holding a fancy knife, and the shiny blade was rippling with silver in the moonlight, which was very beautiful.

But Wen Lianggong saw clearly that after this person breathed in the vital energy from heaven and earth and it entered his body, ninety-nine percent of it was used to strengthen his body and enhance his flesh and blood strength, so that the energy properties similar to true qi in his body were extremely thin and could not even form a system.

As a result, this sturdy and short man has extremely strong blood and energy in his body. He does not seem to have practiced the horizontal training true kung fu, but his physical strength is comparable to that of a physical practitioner.

And it’s only strong, not weak!
This is why he needs to use fairy crystals to restore his magic power these days. The free energy in this world is half the effort with twice the results for the cultivation of magic power. It often takes 100% of his strength to condense one attribute, which really makes him helpless.

This method is like looking for gold in sand. If you are not careful, all your efforts will be wasted.

Hearing Wen Lianggong's doubts, the sturdy short man showed a hint of fear in his eyes, but more of him was staring at his greed.

"You monster, stop pretending to be wronged. I will lend you my head!"

magician?!
Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he felt it was quite novel. Damn it! After so many years of practicing, it was the first time someone called him a monster.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly closed his mouth and tilted his head slightly. A silver spear suddenly made a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air and pierced through the back of his head.

Wen Lianggong moved his footsteps slightly, his eyes showing a hint of interest. Ever since he achieved the immortal realm and turned to practicing the Eight-Nine Profound Arts, every attack of his would be blessed with infinite magic power, turning into the ultimate killing force to kill everything.

At the moment, it was a pure collision of weapons without any supernatural energy, which made Wen Lianggong a little interested. He raised his wrist, his shoulders, and shrank back, as if he was falling back with the silver spear.

It was like a cannonball fired from a gun, with its back as the head, rushing backwards violently.

Boom!
A muffled sound suddenly rang out, and under the explosion of incomparable and powerful force, the attacker behind him groaned and flew backwards like an arrow.

Wen Lianggong was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He grabbed the silver-bright steel spear that was retreating. Then he shook his wrist slightly, causing the spear to tremble slightly, and a spiral force suddenly passed through the spear shaft.

"Let go!"

Wen Lianggong let out a low shout, and his waist and hips sank suddenly, and his feet immediately landed on the ground. He used the skill of a thousand-pound weight to force himself to retreat backwards.

The attacker behind him was terrified. He was not affected by the sudden hit from Wen Lianggong, but a strange force coming from the spear shaft made it slippery in his hand. In addition, he was caught off guard by the hit from Wen Lianggong and felt a tightness in his chest. He lost his grip and watched the spear slip out of his hand.

The attacker was the tall man. He took seven or eight steps back and only stopped when he pressed his back against the wall of the courtyard.

Wen Lianggong held up the spear made of fine steel and silver, which was more than a foot long. He cushioned it with his hand and felt that it weighed more than a hundred pounds, but in his hand it seemed as light as a feather.

After watching him perform some gun-fighting moves with a spear in one hand, I couldn't help but admire him.

"The material is good. It can achieve both toughness and strength."

This fine steel spear is cast and forged from fine steel. I don't know what metal is mixed in it, but it has actually changed the defect of metal being hard but not tough at the same time. As a result, the strength of the spear in the hand is greatly improved, while it has the flexibility of a wooden spear.

The weapons in this world do have their merits.

At this time, the tall and the short man also recovered their breath. They looked at each other with a hint of surprise and doubt in their eyes. They had never expected that the demon here had such a high level of attainment in martial arts.

"Do you still want to fight?"

Wen Lianggong spoke slowly and leisurely, looking calm, relaxed and comfortable.

Looking at Wen Lianggong's appearance, the tall man's face was a little gloomy. This guy didn't take the two of them seriously at all. He was really too arrogant.

"Do you know what we are called in the underworld?"

Wen Lianggong was puzzled: "Foolish and unhappy?"

The tall man's expression froze for a moment, and he stared at Wen Lianggong with a slightly ferocious look and said, "People in the martial arts world call us the Yunling Twin Ghosts! We will never give up until we reach our goal. We will keep biting and tearing like evil ghosts, and we will find ways to achieve our goal. And you are our target."

Wen Lianggong sneered: "In fact, in my opinion, if someone is called a ghost, a hero, a demon, etc., it is most likely a fake and cannot produce the real thing."

The two men were furious, and they both growled. In perfect coordination, they seized an opportunity when Wen Lianggong was free and pounced on him like vicious tigers.

(End of this chapter)