Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 37 I didn’t dare to see you before.

The only pity is that in the past two years, the energy in Wu Meng's body has been full and complete.

However, a way to break through the barrier of heaven has never been found.

There are only three heavenly realms left in the world today.

The breakthrough methods that have been circulated are more mysterious than the others.

Some say that immortals are entrusted with dreams, some say that they accidentally eat strange fruits, and some say that they are resurrected from the dead.

Wu Meng concluded that the commonality is that they are all caused by good fortune, and no one has achieved breakthroughs by relying on hard work.

This is outrageous.

Of course, Wu Meng worked hard, but his mentality was always calm and neither slow nor fast.

It’s spring and autumn again.

Wu Meng traveled to a city called "Ketuoze" in the Western Desert.

The reason why he came here is because he changed his thinking of breakthrough and set his target on top players.

His plan is simple.

Since the method of asking doesn't work, then follow your own ideas.

Let’s challenge them one by one first, and then beat the world’s top masters!

For warriors, sparring can help achieve breakthroughs.

What's more, my understanding is far beyond that of ordinary people. It may be helpful to observe the Qi condensed from different exercises, and even the Qi state in different situations.

Over the past year, Wu Meng has challenged seven or eight first-class players.

Under careful observation without being obsessed with winning or losing, and deliberately suppressing strength, his understanding of Qi has already made a qualitative leap.

Now, the city lord who lives in Ketuoze City is named Songtian, and he is said to have stepped into the heaven with half of his feet.

He was the last stop of Wu Meng's trip.

……

Yellow sand fills the sky.

The scorching sun distorted the air.

In the desert, scattered caravans rode camels forward slowly, leaving rows of wide hoof prints on the sand.

Wu Meng was wrapped in a turban and accompanying a caravan.

Approaching the city, and after being exploited dozens of times, Ketuoze's huge loess city wall was finally revealed in front.

Lean slightly and pass through the ten-foot-high city gate.

The wind and sand suddenly subsided.

What came into view were numerous coolies with bare upper bodies, their skins were dark and cracked, and they were strung together with ropes from their waists, like animals tied head by head.

They were carrying heavy objects such as stones and timber, turning a blind eye to the pedestrians and caravans coming and going around them.

"Although it seems cold-blooded to say so, this group of coolies is one of the most conspicuous sights in Ketuo Ze." Wu Meng, the leader of the caravan, introduced.

"The way you look at them."

No need to remind, Wu Meng has already noticed.

Different from the expected numbness and dullness, although these coolies looked miserable, their eyes were full of energy.

Just looking at his eyes, he is firm and powerful, full of hope for life.

The leader of the caravan continued to introduce: "Coolies are everywhere in the Western Desert, but at this moment, the Lord Tuoze has been able to train them well and inject vitality into them."

The leader smiled and said: "Ke Tuo Ze means the pearl in the desert. Isn't it wonderful that the coolies in this city are also the Ke Tuo Ze among the coolies in the entire Western Desert?"

While he was talking, a nobleman wearing a silk robe passed by and ordered a few of the coolies to go to the trailer.

The person who was targeted was whipped and shouted away.

The remaining people moved forward dragging heavier burdens.

Wu Meng already had some guesses in his heart.

Of the many words in this world, is there any that can make people more hopeful than religious words such as ‘past life’ and ‘afterlife’?

He asked curiously: "I heard that the city lord will go out to rob talents?"

"That's not it!"

The leader of the caravan looked around and whispered: "Let alone plundering, if you behave too well after entering this city, I may not be able to get out."

"This year we detained a group of businessmen as shopkeepers, and last year I heard that a group of doctors were kidnapped to open a medical clinic."

"...Then you still come all the way here?"

The leader smiled: "It's just a bad life to be a merchant." After walking for a while and entering the bustling city, Wu Meng separated from the caravan.

Usually, before each challenge, he would send a battle note according to the rules of the arena.

But with the challenges one after another, the unknown doctor's reputation shocked the world.

The last few battle invitations submitted, either the excuse person was not there, or nothing happened.

After going back and forth, Wu Meng simply waited and stayed nearby, waiting for others to come out before throwing the war invitation on his face.

At this moment, the Lord of Tuoze City sounded domineering, but he also knew how to confuse people's hearts. I guess he was not a rough guy who only had muscles in his mind.

It’s really hard to say whether you dare to accept the challenge or not.

Naturally, Wu Meng would not go to the city lord's mansion to scare off the enemy.

After walking around for a while, he was about to find a place to stay...

Among the passers-by, a slightly familiar figure suddenly flashed across the street.

Wu Meng took a closer look.

Everyone was stunned.

This was a person that he had never thought of at all, a person that even though he had been searching for him for several years, there was still no news.

This figure is his teacher...

Wang Shisong.

Suppressing the surprise, Wu Meng turned around and followed.

However, after taking a closer look at it from a distance, the surprise in his heart began to slowly fade away, and instead an indescribable feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart.

When he said goodbye that year, Wang Shisong's confidence and state had been adjusted to their peak in order to break through to the heavenly realm.

From the outside, at that time, his eyes were shining, his temperament was calm, he had the power to look down on the world, and the courage to move forward.

Now we meet again, but he is an old and ordinary person.

The already dry skin looked sallow and dull after exposure to wind and sun, and was covered with deep and shallow wrinkles.

As I walked, I limped, and occasionally bumped into pedestrians, laughing and apologizing.

Wu Meng could hardly believe it.

Wang Shisong in his mind was still stuck in that night of "talking freely and drinking till dawn".

Even if he failed to break through to the heavenly realm, why did he end up in this situation!

After following him for a while, Wu Meng's mind was turbulent, and he still couldn't figure out what kind of identity and expression he should use to meet him.

Wang Shisong went around seven times and eight times.

Walk into a deserted street.

The streets on both sides were deserted, dirty, and exuded a strong stench.

There are several half-dead shops on both sides.

Wang Shisong's medicine hall is among them, with the words "无言道" crookedly engraved on the door.

When he came back, there was an unkempt little beggar squatting in front of the door.

Seeing Wang Shisong approaching, the beggar came forward excitedly and reached out to pick up the luggage Wang Shisong was carrying.

"Master, let me carry it for you. Don't worry, I, Jiang Shanshan, will never eat it secretly!"

Wang Shisong dodged away, took a piece of dry biscuit from his bag, and patted it into the opponent's dirty palm.

"I'm not Master You."

"Besides, I didn't give you a name for you to show off every day."

After Wang Shisong finished speaking, he limped into the medicine hall.

Jiang Shanshan made a face at his back, and immediately broke off the dry biscuit into small pieces and stuffed it into his mouth.

She frowned and muttered loudly: "It's bland! It's bland again! The cakes from the past few times can still taste a little sweet."

Jiang Shanshan raised half a piece of dry biscuit and said, "Children, come out and eat biscuits!"

He leaned a little, and five or six little beggars popped out from all corners of the street, surrounding Jiang Shanshan.

The small dry biscuits were quickly divided.

The little beggars ate, hid, and disappeared without even a cup of tea.

Satisfied Jiang Shanshan is planning to leave.

A tall figure suddenly covered her entire body.

　The collection and reading have increased a lot in the past few days, as if it has been recommended, and several big bosses have given me monthly tickets. Xiaomengxin is flattered, thank you!

　　However, Qia Qia has a lot of things going on at work this week, the plot has reached the end of the Jianghu chapter, and the archives have bottomed out. Unlike when my grades are rising, I feel a little bit worried. My status may have fluctuated in recent chapters. I hope you can bear with me!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)