Heavenly Dragon

Breaking through this level in the body, your originally violent and restless zhenqi suddenly seemed to find an outlet to vent, and rushed towards it quickly, as if the water of absolute mention was gushing out one after another.

But the difference is that after passing through that checkpoint, these violent infuriating torrents turned into calm and obedient in an instant, as if they had passed through a gate of heaven, and the torrent of infuriating energy became that flat The great river is advancing mightily.

The golden light gradually faded away, revealing the smooth skin and strong muscles. Sitting cross-legged in the small cave, Wu Wu had a peaceful and sacred expression, restrained aura, and blended into one with everything around him.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and the true energy in his body surged like a great river. Boom, his fist suddenly blasted out, and a small hole was punched out of the mountain wall in front of him, and the rocks splashed go.

Looking at the effect of this random punch, a slight smile appeared on Wu Wu's face. In his body, he felt the abundance and inexhaustible source of true energy, and that powerful force made him feel confident.

"It's the seventh floor", he whispered while looking at his fist, and couldn't conceal his joy.

He spent half a year on the seventh floor of the Yi Jin Jing, spent countless painstaking efforts and efforts, endured the danger and failure of each attack, and finally succeeded tonight.

The current him, beyond the strength of his inner strength, no longer belongs to the first-class masters of the older generation, and when he meets someone like Murong Bo in the future, he will no longer be defeated because of his lack of inner strength.

The powerful power makes his heart suddenly full of pride, and an unspeakable self-confidence is naturally generated in him. A good man should go all over the world, make achievements, and ride the world.

At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling of traveling all over the world, and he had a kind of self-confidence that everyone in the world can obtain. It has been almost 20 years since he came to this world, and it is time to go out.

The night is dim and heavy, the mist is vast, and the moonlight is falling down in strands. It is already dawn at this time, just in the moment when the night is coming to an end and the future is bright.

Wu Wu jumped out of the small hole on the mountain wall and landed on the ground. His breath was restrained, and his whole body was simple and steady, giving people a masculine and heavy feeling, not as sharp as before.

If it weren't for someone with high martial arts skills, it would be impossible to see that such a young monk would have superb and peerless martial arts. He walked into the night with light and heavy steps, empty on the outside but solid on the inside.

The idea of ​​going down the mountain to take a look had already arisen in his heart, but he didn't act immediately, at least he had to say goodbye to his mother Dong Shirui first, so he was heading towards the small wooden house at home.

The night was still very dark, and there was still a short period of time before the dawn. He did not use lightness kung fu, but walked forward step by step like ordinary people, walking in the dark night, quietly feeling that home was approaching step by step.

After walking for about half an hour, when a ray of sunshine came over in the morning, he finally reached a cliff opposite the cabin.

Standing on it, you can see a small wooden house not far away leaning against the hillside standing there. With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open from the inside, and mother Dong Shirui came out, walked to the well and started preparing breakfast.

Today, Dong Shirui is nearly forty, and the current life in the mountain village makes her look much older. Originally, she didn't need to be like this, but she was forced to give up her prosperous life and become an ordinary villager here. woman.

A surge of hot air surged into his heart, Wuwu exerted force under his feet, performed lightness kung fu, and galloped towards Xiaomu below, and rushed to the front of the yard in a blink of an eye. He hesitated a little, and walked in.

He used to go home often, but there was never such a hesitation, such a heavy heart, such a feeling of reluctance in him like today.

"Mom", the first sentence of nothingness who walked in shouted.

Dong Shirui, who was fetching water by the well, turned her head when she heard the sound, and when she saw nothingness, she immediately said pleasantly: "Wu'er, why are you back?" Putting down the things in her hands, she walked over quickly.

"Mom, I just came back to see you," said Wuwu, and quickly went up to meet him. The mother and son arrived at the well, and he helped his mother, Dong Shirui, to do the work.

During breakfast, the two were eating steamed buns and vegetables at the dining table, "Wu'er, didn't you just come back a few days ago? Why did you come back so soon now?" Dong Shirui asked.

"Mom, how old am I?" Xu Wu said.

"You are already 19 years and five months old, and you will be twenty soon, why do you ask this suddenly?" Dong Shirui asked strangely.

"Mom, I want to go out and have a look." After Xu Wuwu finished speaking, he lowered his head and gnawed on the steamed bun.

When Dong Shirui heard it, she stopped immediately, and said in silence for a while: "You should go out and have a look, did the master in the temple agree?"

"Agreed", Xu Wudao, now he is sweeping the floor in the Buddhist scripture pavilion, no one has noticed his whereabouts, except Xu Zhu and the sweeping monk Hui only know.

The mother and son continued to finish their breakfast, during which Dong Shirui warned him from time to time to be more careful when going out, and then helped him pack his luggage. Since Wu Wu lived in the temple most of the time, he didn't have much luggage at home. .

In the end, under Dong Shirui's unwilling gaze, nothingness walked out of the house and walked away step by step. This time he also did not perform lightness kung fu, but felt the kind and unwilling gaze behind him gradually move away.

Saying goodbye to mother, after coming out of the house, Xu Wu didn't leave immediately, but immediately went up the mountain again, sneaked into the temple and found Xu Zhu.

"Xu Zhu, don't talk nonsense to others about my absence from the temple in the future, and help me go down the mountain to see my mother when I have time." In the end, he patted Xu Zhu's shoulder and said such a sentence without giving him a chance to speak. He left immediately.

He didn't go to the Sutra Pavilion to say goodbye to the sweeping monk, he just went back to his residence, took some clothes and left. For that unfathomable sweeping monk, Xu Wu always had the slightest scruples in his heart.

After descending Shaoshi Mountain, nothingness traveled all the way southward. Since there were no horses, he continued to use lightness kung fu at the very beginning and walked on foot. At this time, he reached the seventh floor of Yi Jin Jing, with profound kung fu, and started to run. No less than galloping on horseback.

However, his situation didn't last long. About three days later, one night, he sneaked into an inn, stole a horse from a group of decent people in the rivers and lakes, and rode away.

It was a group of three men, who looked like three brothers. The weapons used by the three were a pair of sharp claws made of steel in their hands, and they were wearing gray short jackets.

The rivers and lakes are like a huge dye vat, where there are colorful colors and all kinds of colors exist in it. If a pure and kind person enters it, no matter how careful he is, he will be dyed with one or two colors.

What's more, Wu Wu is not a simple monk at all. Not long after he stole the horse, he felt that his monk robe was too ugly, so he went to a tailor shop to steal several clothes and put them on his body. , dressed himself as a well-wrapped young knight.

He was dressed in white silk cloth with a purple hard coat, and a gray felt hat on his head, covering his shiny bald head, and rode on the road.

Of course, to go out, in addition to the tools for transportation and the decorative clothes, you also need the silver that passes through the world. He has done two tickets, and he doesn't mind at all on a dark and windy night. into a big family.

When that fat rich businessman was doing that important life event with his concubine who didn't know who was his first concubine, he kicked open the door. He opened the treasury, took a dozen gold bars and dozens of large banknotes from it, swaggered over the wall and left.

Wu Wu, dressed in purple, rode on a horse, walked swaggeringly, looked down at his outfit, shook his head and said, "Heroes use martial arts to break the law, Confucianism breaks the law with literature, Amitabha, sins, little monks, this is robbing the rich and helping the poor. Rich and poor."

He suddenly lashed the whip, and with a snap, the horse neighed, and the four hooves galloped away. A long laugh came from far away on the horse's back, so unhappy.

On this trip to the south, he hurried on without stopping. Every time he went to a place, he would immediately replenish the food, and then asked the locals about the way, and then continued on his way.

The purpose of his trip is mainly the Six Meridian Sword of the Dali Duan Clan, the Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu hidden in the Wuliang Jade Cave. These three martial arts are all top-notch in the world. not tempted.

According to the records in the novel, Duan Yu acquired these three martial arts when he was about [-]. Now he is almost [-], and Duan Yu seems to have been born some time earlier than himself. I don’t know if he is now Already achieved miraculous power.

Wu Wu was anxious in his heart, so he didn't dare to stop in the slightest. He had killed several fast horses one after another along the way. Except for the first one he stole, he bought the others with a lot of money. Famous horse for thousands of miles.

This day, at dusk, he rode a fast horse to the door of an inn. There was no village in front of this inn, nor a store behind.

A thousand-mile horse has been panted by him, and when it saw the inn in front, it neighed, as if it knew that its owner was going to rest here, and cheered for it.

Wu Wu got off his horse, walked to the door of the inn, handed the horse to the waiter, and then walked in. The moment he entered the door, he turned his head suddenly and looked at the manger on the left.

There were several horses parked there, and Wu Wu's own horse was also led there by the waiter, and what he saw was one of the tall black horses.

This horse is majestic and vigorous, its coat is black and pure and bright, relying on the knowledge it has learned from horse dealers recently, Wu Wu can easily recognize that this is a famous horse that is hard to buy, compared to himself All the horses I rode before were much better.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, he turned his head and walked in directly, but the black horse had already been remembered in his heart, he might change the horse tomorrow morning, he thought in his heart.