Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 7 Lei Jinben rushes into the bottom stream

The group returned to the mansion.

Until he returned to the wing where he lived, Song Moping's steps were light and frivolous, as if he was spinning.

"Wu Meng! Wait for me!"

"As for that? You have too much stamina!" Although Wu Meng said this, she still had mixed feelings in her heart.

"Why did that boy Fang Jishi die? I still can't believe it. Looking back, it feels like I've gone around the gate of hell."

Song Moping said with a somewhat dazed expression.

Wu Meng shook his head speechlessly.

Although he had anticipated the mood of the emperor's family, he was a modern man after all. He only knew about it but lacked any feeling.

This time it was a lesson to him that the eldest prince's confidant was just a piece of grass that was casually chopped off.

At most, the next day I could get the sentence "It was a drunken mistake, an unintentional mistake", what else could I do?

Fortunately, last night, Wu Meng still felt that this guy had a promising future.

It's not that he looked at it wrongly, but that Fang Ji was always with you, so he really couldn't tolerate any mistakes, and there was no time for him to accumulate experience.

At least King Qing didn't give him this time.

If you don't want to think about it anymore, you should quickly seek an opportunity to escape.

If Wu Meng had any luck before, Fang Jishi's death completely reminded him.

He stepped onto the bamboo basket and prepared to go up the mountain to collect medicine.

Unexpectedly, Song Moping followed him all the way: "Brother Meng, do you think King Qing also wanted to kill me with a sword?"

"That's not the case."

Song Moping smiled: "I think so too."

Judging from his face, the previous panic had almost dissipated.

Wu Meng said with a smile: "Are you still yearning for Kyoto now?"

"I'm yearning for it! Why don't I yearn for it? I yearn for it even more."

Wu Meng glanced at this guy speechlessly: "Aren't you afraid that one day you will be beheaded out of nowhere?"

"Afraid!" Song Moping shouted loudly.

"So, I have to be the one who wields the sword."

Wu Meng stared, speechless for a long time, and finally could only point to his head: "Then you may have to develop this place again."

Song Moping grinned: "After it is developed, I will follow Brother Meng from now on."

When he said he would follow, of course he didn't mean to stay away.

The two of them walked through the smooth mountain road before going their separate ways.

There are no years in the mountains.

Thrills and thrills do not come one after another every day, dullness is the norm.

Two years have passed by in a blink of an eye.

No ripples.

But also safe and calm.

At least Wu Meng lived a pleasant and fulfilling life.

He regularly collects and prepares herbs every day, which not only carries out his own work, but also enhances his practice of analyzing the medicinal properties of plants and trees.

In addition, they practice Liuhe Thunder Eagle Kung Fu and Thunder Eagle Stake.

Thanks to the 100-year-old tiger bone wine that the second prince was going to bring, the Thunder Eagle Stake could improve its muscles and bones nearly 50% faster than before.

After two years of accumulation, Wu Meng estimated that the effect was about the same as a one-time cleansing of tendons and marrow.

In other words, compared to two years ago, his physical and mental qualifications have once again completed a qualitative change.

In terms of his muscles and bones alone, the title of ordinary genius is no longer suitable to describe him.

The direct impact is that in the past three months, the speed of Thunder Eagle Kung practice has skyrocketed again, and along with it, various attributes such as strength, speed, and flexibility have skyrocketed.

After collecting the medicine today, Wu Meng did not rush down the mountain, but looked for an old locust tree that was about a century old.

According to the progress in the past seven days, the breakthrough of Liuhe Thunder Eagle Skill should be within these two days.

Wu Meng stretched his muscles.    Start from the Thunder Eagle Pile.

The stakes are fixed, and the postures change one after another.

First, there is the Eagle Beak Pose with the hidden front, which has the most powerful effect of destroying enemies. It concentrates all the thunder energy in the body at one point. It is shaped like a needle and powerful like thunder, and cannot be resisted.

Then there is the sharp and continuous Eagle Claw style, where the thunder power is contained in the palm of the hand. It is precise, fast and unparalleled in sharpness. It can break swords and break bones and flesh when practiced to a high level.

Finally, there is the Eagle Wing Pose, where the thunder energy enters the legs, forming a shape like thunder.

One formula can be cycled back and forth with ease.

After practicing it thousands of times, its meaning will become apparent.

Gradually, a trace of thunder emerged from the fascial muscles.

As soon as it appeared, there was a "rumbling" sound of wind and thunder between the moves, and the originally calm forest began to "change".

First, the grass and trees moved with the flow, and then the leaves swept and flew.

When the move reaches a fierce point, the wind will roar and the momentum will be thunderous.

Practicing Thunder Power is the sign of getting started with Thunder Eagle Kung Fu.

It is precisely because of Lei Jin that the three moves of eagle beak, eagle claws and eagle body can make a qualitative leap, turn decay into magic, and evolve into truly ultimate moves.

That is to say, there are three basic postures of Liuhe Thunder Eagle Kung Fu: Thunder Eagle Fist, Thunder Shadow Claw and Thunder Eagle Kick.

All subsequent advanced moves and secret techniques were born from this.

Wu Meng devoted himself wholeheartedly to the realization of the breakthrough, completely unaware of the changes around him.

I saw him punch out, and the fallen leaves exploded.

Most of the fallen leaves that were hit were intact, but the core of the leaf was completely broken.

Wu Meng kicked off his legs, and his body flashed between the branches of a locust tree.

The branches and leaves here were so dense that they were entangled like a dragnet. Wu Meng unfolded his thunder eagle claws, and in an instant, branches and broken leaves were flying all over the sky.

If anyone looks attentively, they can see a vicious jagged crack among the broken branches and leaves.

After burning a stick of incense, Wu Meng called it a day and called it a day.

For a moment, I felt as invigorated as I had ever felt before. Instead of being tired at all, my body was filled with an explosive sense of power.

He clenched his fists excitedly, feeling the new power.

The person I am now is completely different from the person I was a moment ago.

Even though Wu Meng has never practiced sparring and lacks actual combat experience, it can be said that under normal means, ordinary martial artists have no chance of winning against him.

This is the difference between having Lei Jin and not.

Mo Liu, the dividing line between masters and mediocrity, he finally broke through!

On the way down the mountain, Wu Meng was like a child with a new toy, constantly mobilizing the thunder energy in his body, allowing it to shuttle between the tendons and muscles.

A mountain road that usually takes an hour to walk can be completed in half an hour.

This was still the result of him not using the Raikage Leg with all his strength.

When I returned to my home and practiced micromanipulation in front of the water tank for half a day, I still didn't feel tired.

Although there is only a trace of thunder energy in the body, it is endless and inexhaustible.

At this time, Wu Meng also realized that something was wrong.

Since he is only a registered disciple, his status is similar to that of joint training in his previous life.

Although he could acquire martial arts from Jueshan Palace, he had no one to guide him, let alone practice.

Therefore, he did not know some of the experiences and details after practicing.

But when we were chatting in the past, I heard Song Moping say that the initial condensed thunder power is extremely precious, and the reserve after it is exhausted is even more troublesome.

Wu Meng opened his palms and looked at Lei Jin, who was like a small snake swimming in his palms, feeling surprised.

Is this thing really exhaustible?

This doubt lasted for three days. After he used the Thunder Eagle Leg Style to run across five mountains, he finally got the answer.

Lei Jin can really squeeze it out.

It’s just that the effort of one meal is back.

(End of this chapter)