Immortality: My Spell Upgrades Infinitely

Zuixianglou is the property of Zhenbing Mansion, and it is also the largest restaurant in Fengxian Town. No one dares to kill people there. Yuan Zhen chose Zuixianglou as the meeting place, which seemed to be in consideration of Lu Chen's thoughts.

But.

The other party is a dignified monk, is he really willing to sit down and discuss with him?

Lu Chen looked thoughtful.

Then I left Changchun Temple, locked the door of the temple, and left quickly.

Not long after Lu Chen left, a chunky figure wearing a bamboo hat appeared outside the Changchun Temple. Seeing no one around, he stepped on the wall and jumped over the two-meter-high courtyard wall.

Standing in the Changchun Temple, the man in the bamboo hat smiled triumphantly and said:

"It's just a child with a yellow mouth, a certain one just made a small plan, and he was brushed around, haha~"

As he spoke, he quickly ran towards the houses.

Kick open the door.

Search around.

Corner, under bed, kitchen, bedroom, utility room.

But always get nothing.

"No, it's not right! Could it be that it's all on your body? Damn it!"

The man cursed and his face was extremely ugly. He was about to leave when he suddenly found a figure in the Taoist temple. He was startled, saw the person coming, and stammered:

"Why did you come back so soon?"

"Oh~"

Lu Chen sneered and asked back:

"What are you looking for?"

"try to find"

The man immediately shut up, pressed down the bamboo hat he was wearing, and said suspiciously:

"Just yourself?"

"There is still one."

"who?"

The man immediately became alert and looked around, as if he was about to run away at any moment.

Lu Chen grinned:

"Huineng!"

"Junior Brother? Isn't he dead?"

The man exclaimed, immediately covered his mouth, gritted his teeth and said:

"You say something!!"

"Sure enough, it's not Yuanzhen."

Lu Chen's tense body finally relaxed, stomped the dirt under Dou's feet, and said with a smile: "Do you know where your junior brother is? It's right under my feet. Don't worry, you will be reunited with him soon."

"huh~"

Knowing that his identity had been found out, the man threw aside the bamboo hat he was wearing, revealing a big bald head. This was a short and stocky monk with a hideous scar on his forehead and a vicious look. He held The one-foot-long Jie Dao at his waist said viciously:

"This is not Huineng with soft feet!!"

As he said that, he stepped on the ground with both feet, stepped in front of Lu Chen in two steps, and pulled out the Jie Dao suddenly.

"Canglang~"

Jie Dao was out of its sheath, and saw the light of the saber flash, and it slashed directly at Lu Chen's face.

"Drink~~"

"boom!"

The two figures collided, Lu Chen took a step back, a bloody wound was cut on his chest, the man stepped back three steps, and Lu Chen punched him in the shoulder.

"What a powerful sword technique!"

Lu Chen was on alert, feeling fearful for a while. This person was obviously weaker than him, but this saber technique was too fierce, and there was an illusion that he could not avoid it.

"Pfft~"

The man stared at Lu Chen, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood. He changed the knife from his right hand to his left, and walked slowly around Lu Chen. The two faced each other for a few breaths, and the man yelled:

"Eat another knife!"

Lu Chen's heart trembled, and he saw that the other party suddenly threw the Jie Dao, turned around and rushed towards the high wall.

"bass!"

Jie Dao flew past Lu Chen's ear and stuck on the ground.

"."

Lu Chen came to his senses and chased after the opponent with big strides. Seeing that the opponent was about to climb out of the courtyard wall, he took two quick steps and grabbed the opponent's ankle.

"release!"

The man panicked and kicked Lu Chen's head in a hurry.

"return!"

Lu Chen roared angrily, pulled hard, the top of the wall was grabbed by that person, and hit the ground with a "bang", and then punched the opponent's chest, sending him flying for several meters.

Then he caught up with him in two steps, and raised his foot to step on the opponent's forehead.

The man almost lost his breath, his face flushed red, he knelt down on the ground with a "plop", hugged his head and said:

"Good man, spare your life!"

"snort!"

Seeing this, Lu Chen snorted coldly, stepped on the opponent's thick neck with a three-point reduction in his feet.

The other party rolled his eyes and finally passed out.

"It's dangerous~"

Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking about the knife just now, he was still afraid, he quickly found a rope, tied the opponent into a twist, and then looked at the wound on his chest.

I saw the clothes were torn.

A wound half an inch deep and half a foot long opened half of the right chest from top to bottom. The upper body was already dripping with blood. Fortunately, no bones were injured, so it was not considered a serious injury.

"It hurts~"

Lu Chen bared his teeth in pain, quickly called for water, found cotton cloth, and carefully bandaged it.

"Huh~~"

The monk woke up leisurely, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he was tied to the chair, unable to use any force, unable to move, while Lu Chen was holding his saber, gesturing back and forth on him, his body trembled, almost peeing in fear, and hurriedly begging for mercy said:

"Hero~"

"Benefactor~"

"grandfather!"

"Forgive me~~"

Lu Chen felt contemptuous in his heart. He thought he was a tough guy before, but he didn't expect that he was far worse than Huineng. He glanced at him, but didn't withdraw his knife, and said coldly:

"I ask, you answer, if you make a mistake, you will stamp a leg!"

"You ask you ask."

The monk was almost frightened to death, so there was no such thing as a fierce look.

"Name?"

"Hui Huisheng."

"age?"

"Thirty-three years old."

"identity?"

"Ku Chan's other courtyard."

Huisheng, thirty-two years old, entered the monastery eight years ago, served as a guest monk in Kuchan's other courtyard, and was a confidant of the Great Monk Yuanzhen. I have learned a first-level common-level method [Yijin-Forging Body Kungfu] and [Vajra Fist], as well as an unadulterated authentic-level sword technique [Jie Dao], with a body strength of nearly 700 catties, which is only one step away from the level of a great monk. .

Lu Chen didn't even need to be punished.

Huisheng hurriedly revealed all three methods.

The only pity is that [Yijin Exercise] Huisheng didn't know everything, and he didn't know the key to breaking through the first level. According to him, with the help of Yuan Zhen, he only tried to break through once. It's a pity that it failed in the end, and it left a dark wound because of it.

After Lu Chen confirmed that the other party did not lie.

Heartbroken.

Sigh.

The only thing missing is the last few tricks, and this method that is at the same level as [Eternal Spring Art of Immortality] was not included. Presumably, this is also the backhand of Kuchan Temple's preparations to prevent the core method from leaking out.

What a pity.

What a pity!

Although he doesn't necessarily practice it, it can be used for comprehension. No matter how bad it is, he can also integrate it when he advances to Changchun Kung Fu. Alas, it seems that he still needs to work hard.

Fortunately, there is also an authentic grade [Jie Dao] as compensation.

It can be considered a small gain.

Not only that, but he also learned some secrets about Monk Yuanzhen from the other party.

Huisheng's mouth was dry when he said it, and he stared at Lu Chen with a pair of bull's eyes, fearing to kill him, seeing Lu Chen get up, he immediately became nervous.

"pity!"

Lu Chen let out a breath, turned around, and stretched out his hand to open the door of the right wing.

Just as Huisheng was overjoyed, he saw Lu Chen suddenly turn around and fling out the Jiedao in his hand.

"Pfft!"

Right between the eyebrows.

"you you."

Huisheng uttered a few words with difficulty, tilted his head, and died on the spot.

Huisheng did not rest in peace, a word [阴] appeared on his forehead, and his mouth began to grow bigger and bigger.

"Ghost report! Still coming??"

Lu Chen sneered, grabbed Huisheng's body, together with the chair, and threw it into the yard with his hands. At this time, it happened to be noon, under the blazing sun, the ghost retribution was completely scorched by the sun before it took shape.

"The souls of the dead are complete."

"Hey, I can upgrade again tomorrow!"

Lu Chen was overjoyed at the thought of upgrading the Immortal Changchun Kungfu. He looked at the light curtain in front of him, stretched out his hand and tapped lightly:

"Expand!"

[Jing Dao upgrade conditions]:

[1]: One day of sword practice (unachieved!)

[2]: Twenty taels of silver (unachieved!)

"As expected of [Authentic Grade], the entry requirements are double that of the normal grade."

Lu Chen was a little discouraged. [Practice the knife for a day] was easy to achieve, but twenty taels of silver stumped him. He had 41 grains of spiritual sand, but only one tael of silver was left.

One word: so poor!

The sun was setting.

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians.

Lu Chen was wearing a Taoist robe, wandering at the intersection, looking at the brightly lit attic not far away, feeling a little nervous, it was the first time for the eldest girl to get on the bridal sedan chair, so she couldn't be nervous.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet:

"I'm going all out~"