Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 78 Return to Vajra Temple

Wen Liang thought congratulations, and immediately decided to go down the mountain, take the intercity subway to Shudu, and found five or six self-service restaurants to eat and drink. It was not until late at night and early in the morning that he walked out of a noodle shop with satisfaction.

He liked the miscellaneous noodles at this restaurant so much that he ate five bowls in a row. If he had eaten more freely, he could have eaten a few more bowls.

It's a pity that the boss is afraid that he will be strangled to death. Although Wen Lianggong looks like he still has something to say, the boss is unwilling to cook anything, so he can only leave the store with regret.

Now there is no car back to Shudao Mountain in the early morning.

After leaving the city, Wen Lianggong took a big step forward, his body covered with iron strength, and he dashed out, sprinting over twenty meters away in the next instant.

After standing still, Wen Lianggong turned his head and looked at where he was standing. A shallow footprint was clearly visible, and he was surprised in his heart.

"This……"

2 points of physical fitness actually increased the speed so much?

Looking at the empty road in front of him, he thought, then he would try running with all his strength to see how fast he could run.

Wen Lianggong took a breath, and the chopstick-sized iron-grinding strands in his body dispersed and spread throughout his body. With the mobilization of Qi and blood, his muscles began to expand rapidly, bulging high, and his figure was forcibly taller. A few inches.

Bang!

As he stepped forward, a dull sound suddenly exploded. With earth and rocks flying everywhere, Wen Lianggong's figure shot out like a cannonball.

Covered by strong wind resistance, it still couldn't resist Wen Lianggong's faster and faster speed. In the end, the air made a sound like a tearing silk scarf.

It can go any faster!

The strength characteristics of the Four Bulls derived from Chengshan's mastery are by no means as simple as strength.

He let out a soft drink, and his leg muscles swelled even more.

Whoosh!

There was a sharp explosion in the sky, and the sound of wind noise became louder and shriller.

Sixteen minutes later, Wen Lianggong arrived at the foot of Shudao Mountain. At this moment, his breathing rhythm was already rapid, steam was rising all over his body, and his bulging muscles were beating like mercury fluctuations.

The heat emitted from the body can make people feel hot even five meters away.

Wen Lianggong breathed evenly, restrained his strength, and mobilized his muscles. It took him a minute to calm down the energy and blood in his body.

Shudao Mountain is nearly sixty kilometers away from Shudu City, not to mention that he did not walk along the road, but came all the way over the mountains and ridges at an inhuman speed.

Wen Lianggong was extremely satisfied. He could easily break four or five world records at his own speed.

Even though martial arts exists today, and there are many martial arts masters, but I don't know if anyone who can reach his level exists in reality, but I have never seen it on TV.

Because there was a precedent of obtaining Lu Bu's incomplete memory in reality, he did not doubt that there might really be a master in the world.

However, Wen Lianggong is not interested. He is not a martial arts fanatic. He is looking for masters to fight all over the world. The bigger reason why he works hard in martial arts is to better survive in the mythical world.

Taking advantage of the street lights, we walked up the path to Changqing Temple, washed up, and then went back to the room to sleep.

Time passed like water. A week later, Wen Lianggong looked down at his plump and round muscles and couldn't help but let out a breath.

After more than a week of training, his muscles finally recovered after eating and drinking and high-protein supplements.

It can be said that the strength has reached a new level.

Sitting in front of the computer, he looked at the preparations for the preliminaries for next year's global martial arts competition. The promotional videos were full of previous champions.

Wen Lianggong snorted lightly. If he went up, beating these people would be as easy as eating and drinking, and he wouldn't be interested at all. He is a low-key person and does not seek the limelight.

Wen Lianggong, who finally decided to give himself a few days off, played on the computer for a while. After dinner, he immediately fell down and lay on the bed, wanting to compete with the painted skin in his dream.

Now with a spirit level of 18 points, he can have a vague perception of things around him, and his warning of dangerous attacks that can cause him has been greatly improved.

The cicadas wake up before the autumn wind moves.

It's about his current state.

When the spirit continues to strengthen and improve, something magical will naturally appear.

Although I don’t know how Zhou Dian was able to live without food and was burned in a jar for a day and a night without incident, but as his spirit continued to increase, some abnormal abilities would naturally develop.

I don’t know what will happen after the mental value reaches 20 points and the limit is exceeded at this stage.

Wen Lianggong didn't want to use the 3 skill points he had saved so hard to simply increase his attributes. Apart from adding these in critical moments, as long as he didn't encounter a limit-breaking stage, he would naturally be able to suddenly gain a certain amount of combat power, which was considered his level. One of the trump cards.

Moreover, he has been able to actively block the painted skin in the painting. He just thinks about it. No matter what happens to the painted skin, it cannot enter his dream.

At this point, the curse of the painted skin was finally solved by him.

Sure enough, as long as the strength is improved, some problems will naturally be solved.

I don’t know if the Ziwei Yishu still exists today. It should be a method for cultivating spiritual power.

Wen Lianggong felt that he must look for it if he had the opportunity. The spiritual refinement and application would be of great benefit to him.

At noon, he had a good battle with the painted skin. When he woke up, he saw the information on the attribute panel reminding him that his yin and yang were harmonious, his energy was strong, his yang was full, and his physical fitness and spirit had been slightly improved.

Wen Lianggong was naturally excited. The painting was finally knocked into a pile of mud by him in his dream and lay motionless on the bed.

In an extremely happy mood, he had just brought out a jar of rice wine from the cellar and wanted to have a hot pot meal to celebrate, when his heart palpitated slightly.

Looking up, he suddenly found that the surrounding environment suddenly changed. A door appeared in front of him. He held the wine jar and stepped forward to look at the plaque.

King Kong Temple.

"Boiled!"

Wen Lianggong took the jar and poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

Subconsciously, he touched the Long Yuan sword he had been carrying on his back and the tetanus sword on his waist. These two weapons were like high-dimensional existences. In addition to the fact that he could touch and feel them, even if he was lying on the bed, this dragon The Great Sword of Yuan and the Tetanus Sword passed directly through the mold, seemingly without any sense of their existence.

Over time, I got used to carrying it with me everywhere.

The sky around the Mythical World is dark, and as it is approaching the afternoon, the sky is getting gloomier, and the surrounding environment is no longer as colorful and full of vitality as it was in the Lushan Paradise.

Some are just green and black bushes, always as solemn as the withering of all things.

Wen Lianggong took another sip of rice wine and smacked his lips. Just when he was about to push the door open, his eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at the slightly polished copper ring of the door.

There was no dust, and the copper ring showed signs of use that had been recently moved.

The first two times he came in, Wen Lianggong did not notice these subtle traces. There was a medium-sized platform in front of the gate. He kept a safe distance from the gate and continued to practice the mountain-building technique.

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