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　　"No wonder someone once said that this world is wonderful and full of life."

　　"It turns out that when you really see it, it will be so wonderful."

　　Su Ming stood up and couldn't help feeling emotional.

　　He looked at the clothes on his body and found that the robe was covered with dark blood, and the skin was covered with thick blood scabs.

　　He felt that his whole body was lighter than before, as if he could fly with a random jump.

　　The exposed skin is as smooth as jade, even better than the skin of a baby...  

　　"It's time to go back."

　　Su Ming smiled lightly and walked out of the cave.

　　There was no change in the outside world. The only difference was that he had absorbed almost all the energy of heaven and earth in the entire valley.

　　Su Ming spent some time, grooming, and changing into a Taoist robe. He was even more handsome than before.

　　After the retreat was over, Su Ming's thoughts moved, and the True Qi in his body revolved in an instant, like a big wave rushing, the river flowing endlessly.

　　"It's really changed a lot. I used to feel exhausted for at most two hours."

　　"Now, the infuriating energy consumed by Royal Qi flying can be replenished in an instant, and the realm of half-immortals is really mysterious."

　　Su Ming is very satisfied with the current state.

　　After breaking through into the semi-immortal realm, his strength has grown by leaps and bounds. Compared with the semi-immortal realm, the peak of the mythical five-layer is really like a sky and an underground.

　　........

　　Daozong, in a quiet lakeside pavilion.

　　Xiaomeng and Mingyue's second daughter were sitting in a small pavilion, making tea and chatting.

　　"Hey, it's been three months. I wonder when Su Ming's retreat will end?"

　　"Now the situation in the rivers and lakes has become more and more serious, and even the martial arts myth Wuming has suffered a big loss. Those people will come to the door again at any time."

　　On the stone table in front of Mingyue, a cup of tea was already cold, but she was not in the mood to taste it.

　　In the past three months, in the Jiang 0.8 lake, the situation that was originally chaotic became more complicated.

　　Xiaomeng glanced at Mingyue and said indifferently: "I'll wait for a cultivator to retreat once, not to mention three months, even one year or two years is a common occurrence."

　　"Senior brother is a hundred times more qualified than me, and should be back soon."

　　Xiaomeng had followed Su Ming for several years, and she already knew a lot about the time he spent in retreat.

　　Usually about a month, three months is a rare sight.

　　Mingyue nodded slightly, showing understanding.

　　Xiaomeng shook her head and said, "Don't worry, those clowns who jump on the beam can't threaten my Dao Sect!"

　　Xiaomeng is full of self-confidence, and now her strength has improved to a higher level, reaching the pinnacle of the fourth level of mythology, and there are few rivals in the arena.

　　"Who dares to come to my Dao Sect to be wild? Look at me, Su Ming, who won't pull his skin off!".

Chapter 2: The God of Boxing (4/[-])

　　The voice came, and the two women stood up at the same time.

　　"Su Ming!"

　　Mingyue smiled and exclaimed in surprise.

　　Xiaomeng on the side showed a faint smile, looking at the familiar figure.

　　Su Ming fell from the air and slowly walked towards the two girls.

　　He took a step forward and came to the front of the two women. The distance of several meters was as close as the world, and it was extremely mysterious.

　　"Senior brother's cultivation is becoming more and more unpredictable."

　　Xiaomeng thought to herself.

　　Xiaomeng can also do this, and the highest realm of Taoist spiritual method "With Light and Dust" can reach dozens of feet in one step.

　　However, Xiaomeng felt that Su Ming had completely gotten rid of the characteristics of the same mind as the light, and his gestures contained Dao rhythm, which was very natural and did not make people's eyes shine.

　　But it is this feeling that coincides with the laws of nature, which makes Fang appear pure and has a feeling of returning to the original.

　　"Sit down, these three months, it seems that a lot of things have happened in the rivers and lakes."

　　Su Ming had a smile on his face, his eyes were introverted, but he revealed a wisdom that could penetrate everything in the world.

　　"In the three months since you left, the forces of Jianghu have changed a lot."

　　"19 Tianmen disciples were born frequently, and many masters in the arena have disappeared for no reason."

　　"There is also the Wushen Jue Palace from Dongying, which has exposed its position as the main altar. Those master teachers who died in Baijian Villa joined forces with many sects to surround and suppress Wushen Jue Palace."

　　"But as a result, not only did the Wushenjue Palace not fall, but instead suffered heavy casualties. Many people were captured and became their prisoners."

　　After the two women sat down, Mingyue spoke and introduced the actions of Tianmen and Wushenjue Palace.

　　After Su Ming heard this, he spit out slowly, "It seems that Tianmen can't sit still anymore."

　　"Wushen Jue Palace is unexpected, Jue Wushen is dead, could it be that Jue Xin also invited an expert?"

　　The owner of Wushenjue Palace is absolutely Wushen, and he is also the only top expert in the arena.

　　Jue Wushen was killed by Su Ming. With Jue Xin's strength, it was impossible to hold up the entire Wushen Jue Palace.

　　"Senior brother said it!"

　　"The master of the Godless Palace, his strength is unfathomable."

　　Xiaomeng nodded and said.

　　"I asked someone to investigate. It turned out that this person had returned to Dongying once with all his heart. When he came back, an old man with bald head and white hair came back with him."

　　"This old man, who claims to be a martial arts god, is tyrannical. All the sects that have joined forces have died under his boxing skills, and no one can resist. Even the nameless martial arts myth was defeated by him and caught. Godless Palace."

　　Mingyue added on the side.

　　"It turned out to be him." Su Ming said lightly.

　　"Su Ming, do you know this person?" Mingyue asked in surprise.

　　It had only been two months since the fist god came to the Central Plains, but he never thought that Su Ming would know about this person.

　　Su Ming shook his head slightly and said, "I have never met this person."

　　"However, Jue Wushen said that he has a brother named Quan Dao Shen, who is stronger than him."

　　These words were naturally Su Ming's reason for explaining that he knew the God of Boxing.

　　In fact, Su Ming's understanding of the god of boxing is all from the comics.

　　But it is undeniable that the strength of the God of Boxing is indeed a tyrannical mess!

　　With the strength of absolutely no gods, he has to join hands with his master and two people, plus conspiracy and tricks, to finally subdue the fist god.

　　If it really is true strength, even if Jue Wushen and his master add up, they are not the opponents of the fist god.

　　"The appearance of the God of Boxing made Wushen Jue Palace become a major faction in the Central Plains martial arts in a short period of time."

　　"Besides that, the Palace Master Jue Xin even brought the God of Boxing to challenge the Central Plains sects everywhere. He is not attached to the Godless Jue Palace, and there is only one dead end."

　　"Not long ago, Jue Xin sent a letter asking our Dao Sect to rely on his disciples. After being rejected by us, he sent experts to come to test it."

　　Mingyue said here, and some anger gushed out unconsciously.

　　Obviously, Daozong did encounter a lot of trouble during Su Ming's absence.

　　When Su Ming heard this, a killing intent flashed in his eyes.

　　"It's okay, since I'm back, these jumping clowns don't have much time to jump around."

　　"Whether it's Wushenjue Palace or the God of Boxing, I will solve them myself!"

　　Su Ming is not a good person. Since he dared to extend his hand to Dao Sect, he would naturally not be polite.

　　The two girls nodded, their hearts relaxed.

　　With Su Ming, they have the backbone, no matter how many things happen, they don't have to worry anymore.

　　.......

　　Tianshan, Wushenjue Palace, in the hall on the first floor of the world.

　　Jue Xin sat on the throne of the palace lord, with a table in front of him, covered with delicious food and fragrant wine.

　　Next to him was an old man with bald hair and white hair in a kimono.

　　"Master, in the past two months, you have defeated various masters in the Central Plains, and now you are famous in China, and you are majestic. Compared with Dongying, how do you feel?"

　　Jue Xin held the wine bottle in his hand, looked at the fist god who was holding the wine jar and drank the cow, and said with a smile.

　　Few people knew about the existence of the God of Boxing, and Jue Xin also knew it by accident.

　　After Jue Wushen died, Jue Xin successfully captured Wushen Jue Palace.

　　But all the masters of the Central Plains martial arts are looking for Wushen Jue Palace, which makes Jue Xin unable to feel at ease.

　　So, Jue Xin went back to Dongying in person, and 797 released Shibo Quan Dao God!

　　With the God of Boxing, Wushen Jue Palace is finally in the land of Shenzhou, and its reputation is far and wide, and it is unique for a while.

　　"Hahaha, Jue Xin, you're right!"

　　"This place in Shenzhou is really good. It has a vast land and abundant resources, and there are many masters. It can let the old man fully test the boxing!"

　　"Compared to Dongying, there are too many things that this old man likes here."

　　"It's like fine wine and beautiful women, it's even more incomparable to Dongying, hahaha!"

　　The fist god drank his face flushed and said excitedly.

　　There was a smile on Jue Xin's face, and she was secretly proud of herself. As long as the martial arts gods were satisfied, with such a master in charge, the Wushen Jue Palace would never have to worry about being approached.

　　"Master's boxing is unparalleled in the world, and even the Wuming Myth of the Central Plains is not your opponent."