Great Dao Ji

"How is this possible!"

Feng Mingtao couldn't help rubbing his eyes, and saw that not far in front of the crowd, there was another person who appeared with the sound.

Even though everyone stared closely, they didn't see how this person appeared.

It was as if he was already there.

The man was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, wearing a brown black suit, with his back to the crowd, and his face could not be seen clearly.

An Qisheng was shocked again when he saw it.

Although the thunderclouds gradually dissipated at this time, the raindrops were not urgent but continuous, but the clothes on the man were very dry, without any wet places.

Water can't get in!

It was as if there was an invisible air wall around him, and the raindrops would slide away when they fell, and could not touch his body.

"Mu Longcheng! He is really here?!"

"What kind of kung fu is this? Is it really invisibility?"

"Am I dazzled?"

This Mu Longcheng is really right in front of us!

The people in front of the Golden Palace were all shocked and their hearts were shaken.

This is not kung fu, it is simply the legendary supernatural power!

This Mu Longcheng actually knows how to become invisible?

"It's not that we can't see him, and he's not really invisible. It's just an illusion, similar to hypnosis?"

An Qisheng's eyes flickered.

He had felt something was wrong around him before. It was probably at that time that Mu Longcheng had silently affected their minds?

Made them subconsciously ignore his existence?

An Qisheng compared some things in hypnosis in his mind and had some guesses.

But in his opinion, this ability is even more terrifying than invisibility.

If Mu Longcheng has the ability to make them invisible, then he has the ability to make them invisible to other things.

For example, the flat plain in your eyes may be a deep abyss in reality.

"Mu Longcheng"

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow.

Mu Longcheng's reputation as the best in the world is almost universally recognized. No matter how you feel about him, you dare not be careless when facing him.

For a while, the more than ten people in front of the Golden Hall were all nervous, and they dared not breathe, for fear of breaking the delicate atmosphere between the two great masters.

Some people even turned around and left, retreating far away to the edge of the Hall of Supreme Harmony to watch.

"Your spirit almost deceived my perception. I thought you wouldn't come, but you still came."

The Taoist Juechen stood in front of the Golden Palace, his eyes drooping, looking down at the visitor.

The Taoist Juechen understood something in his heart.

Mu Longcheng's spiritual realm almost surpassed the indestructible god. The indestructible god's perception of seeking good fortune and avoiding danger, and avoiding danger may be deceived by him.

Only in this way can it explain the tragic ending of the two god-level masters who came to the door together, one died and the other was injured.

"A caged chicken has food but it is hard to spread its wings, a wild crane has no food but the world is wide open!

Brother Daoist, your talent is not inferior to mine, but it is a pity that you have been in a cage for too long, and it is difficult for your wings to spread. You are not comfortable, and it is difficult to explore the future."

Mu Longcheng's voice was still calm. He spoke quickly, but very clearly, and it was condensed in the wind and rain:

"The Thunder Fire Alchemy Palace, the Golden Palace is a protection, but also a restraint. Without the courage to face the thunder and fire, how can you have the opportunity to transcend the mundane world."

"Caged chicken?"

The Taoist Juechen raised his eyebrows and laughed:

"Mu Longcheng, Mu Longcheng, you have also benefited a lot from Daxuan, and the foundation of your kung fu was also laid in Daxuan. Now that you have moved overseas, you degrade it to a cage?"

"Restriction is restriction, regardless of my past What have I gained? Everything I have received in Daxuan is now just a bondage to me.

Ethics, rules and regulations, etiquette and doctrines are all imposed by others, not my own things. "

Mu Longcheng stood with his hands behind his back. He was not tall, but he stood in the drizzle with the majesty of a mountain:

"Lotus grows in the mud, and elixir is made in the furnace fire, but in the end, they are not the same kind."

Juechen Taoist laughed dumbly, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Not the same kind? Are you a god?"

"I am not a god, and I don't think there are any gods in this world."

Mu Longcheng was neither happy nor angry about the sarcasm in Juechen Taoist's words, and his voice was still calm and calm:

"People Humans evolved from apes, primitive humans, and intelligent humans step by step. They will not deny their origins, nor will they regard them as the same kind. I am not a god, but I am not a human either. "

"You are getting more and more arrogant!"

The Taoist Juechen lowered his eyebrows, his beard trembling, and his attitude was cold:

"I don't care if you are a god or a human. Even if you are a dog, it's up to you! What do you want to do when you come to Wudang today?"

"Brother Daoist, don't think about angering me. Whether you say I am a human or a dog, the degree of insult to me is the same, and I will not be angry about it."

Mu Longcheng shook his head slightly, his eyes indifferent and deep:

"I came to Daxuan with only four purposes, Zhang Sanfeng's handwriting, Bodhidharma The relics of the ancestors, the annotations left by Wang Chongyang, and the mind boxing manual of Gu Changfeng. "Oh? As Changsheng said, you came here for this." Taoist Juechen raised his head with a hint of surprise: "But I am very curious. With your current kung fu, you are no less than those predecessors. What use are these relics to you?" "It is said that a thousand years ago, Zhang Sanfeng founded the Wudang sect. On the day when the Golden Palace was cast, he carried the bronze statue up the mountain and placed it in the Golden Palace." Mu Longcheng took a look at the bronze statue of Zhenwu looming in the Golden Palace, and said seriously: "I am probably one step away." "The bronze statue of Zhenwu weighs ten tons. Who can carry it up the mountain?"

Feng Mingtao, who heard the conversation between the two not far away, couldn't help it.

He was born with supernatural power, and his strength increased greatly after practicing Xiangxiquan. The power of a punch has already exceeded a thousand kilograms, but the power of a punch and the lifting of a thousand kilograms are completely different concepts.

I can’t even imagine how terrifying it would be to lift a ten-ton bronze statue up a mountain.

He couldn't help but pull An Qisheng and whispered:

"If one could practice kung fu to this point, wouldn't it be earth-shattering?"

"I have no idea."

An Qisheng shook his head.

He didn't believe it, but he didn't think Mu Longcheng was a liar.

But if what he says is true

That would be very scary.

Not only An Qisheng but also Yi Feibai, Mei Liangxin and others were also surprised and began to discuss in low voices.

"It's just a rumor, and you believe it."

Taoist Juechen's eyes were a little strange:

"I didn't believe Han Longhua said you were crazy. Now it seems that you are indeed crazy. You actually want to compare with rumors that may not be true."

"If I don't compare with the rumors, what can I compare with?"

Mu Longcheng sighed lightly:

"Brother Dao, I'm talking to you so much because you gave me guidance when I was still young. Now that I can see the way forward, I will come to help you instead of becoming your enemy."

"Transfer me?"

Taoist Juechen was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and stepped forward, his momentum moving like a mountain:

"Let me see how much progress you have made, how dare you come to rescue me!"