Martial Cultivator

"If your Excellency takes a step forward and becomes a powerful being in the Upper Realm, I'm afraid he will be one of the few strong men in the Liang Dynasty, right?"

Chen Chao flattered Song Lian without changing his expression. Anyway, he wanted something from Song Lian, so flattering him now didn't feel out of place.

Song Lian carefully put away the blood ginseng, then listened to Chen Chao's words and sneered, "I don't know if you think highly of me or underestimate the entire Liang Dynasty."

"Do you think there are very few Wangyou monks in the entire Liang Dynasty?" 🄲

Song Lian looked at the young man in front of him and thought it was time to spread some knowledge to you.

Chen Chao said of course, "Isn't it?"

Song Lian shook his head and said, "Although I can't compare with the Wangyou monks from the Liang Dynasty and the monks from outside the country, there are definitely many of them. However, they are both in the Wangyou realm, and the difference between them is obvious. The guardian envoy is in the Wangyou realm." , but his Wangyou warrior can kill ordinary Wangyou monks at will, even if three or two people join forces, he will not take it seriously. "

After all, Chen Chao was not a fool. Hearing this, he asked, "What do you mean, sir, that even if one day you succeed in breaking through the realm and become a warrior who forgets his worries, he will be an ant in the eyes of beings like the guardian envoy?" A guy who can be trampled to death or beaten to death with just one punch, but you won’t even look at him like that?”

Song Lian's face was a bit ugly. Although he meant what he said before, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him would speak so directly and ruthlessly.

If he really becomes a warrior who forgets his worries, even if he is still defeated in front of the guardian envoy, how can he be called a strong person? How can he be said to be someone who can be trampled to death with just one kick?

Chen Chao thought carefully and then asked tentatively, "Does it mean that there is also a so-called lower realm and upper realm in the realm of forgetfulness?"

Song Lian shook his head and said, "No, whether it is Fangwai or the Monster Clan, there is not much description of the Wangyou Realm, but there are natural differences in combat power, such as His Majesty, the Guardian Envoy, and the general in the north. , is the most powerful existence among the Wangyou warriors. As for whether there are other Wangyou monks, there must be some, but they will never be so powerful. "

"And in Fangwai Sect, with the existence of a Monk Wangyou, he can barely rank among the first-class sects. For example, in Chixin Temple and Luming Temple, the master and abbot of the temple are naturally the top people in the world, but Apart from these two, are there not many old Taoist priests and great monks who are also in the realm of forgetfulness?"

Song Lian looked at Chen Chao and said with a smile, "The road ahead is long, and the little guy has to move forward with an open mind. I heard that you spoke so boldly and arrogantly at the royal banquet last night. It's not very good after all. If you don't behave well, Be more restrained, I'm afraid you won't live long."

Song Lian finally found some feeling of being an elder. At this moment, he started to educate Chen Chaozheng into a good state, but when he took another look, he was surprised.

He found that the young man in front of him was a little distracted, and he immediately said displeasedly, "You kid, what are you thinking about right now?"

Chen Chao came back to his senses and said, "I was just wondering how many strong people we have hiding in the dark."

Song Lian didn't expect that the young man in front of him was thinking about such a thing. His anger dissipated and said, "No matter so many things, if you practice well, you will naturally be able to see the scenery over there one day. At your age, you are already a god." Hidden realm, that’s an uncommon thing.”

Chen Chao hummed and said no more nonsense, "After healing, I want to stretch my muscles again. Could you please help me keep an eye on what's going on outside."

Song Lian frowned and said, "Didn't you just get hurt? Are you so anxious now? In fact, there is no need to be so anxious. If something goes wrong, it will be bad."

Chen Chao shook his head and didn't say much about it. If he had an idea, he wouldn't change it.

Song Lian said no more.

Chen Chao walked into the house. There were many things here that had been prepared.

Song Lian is also a martial artist, so he naturally knows what is needed for a warrior's residence.

Standing in front of the big wooden barrel, Chen Chao took off his shirt, revealing the dense scars, and walked into the wooden barrel. At this moment, there was only warm water in it and nothing else.

After sitting down cross-legged, Chen Chao started to activate his qi machine and began to force the remaining qi in the qi machine to go out of the body. In the battle last night, in order to win and not to reveal too much of his trump cards, Chen Chao spent too much money. He had also made too many dangerous moves in his mind. When he forced his way through the thorny Qi machine before, he was destined to suffer many hidden injuries.

I suppressed it forcefully last night, but I don’t necessarily have to suppress it all the time. That would definitely be unhelpful to my practice.

Chen Chao slowly closed his eyes and started to run his Qi machines, letting the Qi machines in his body flow in the direction he wanted. Soon, the pores on his skin were enlarged a lot, and a lot of black blood flowed out of the pores. Overflowing, along with a slight qi movement, the water in the entire wooden barrel boiled, and in just a moment, it was dyed into another color.

Chen Chao frowned slightly. Although this process was painful, it was still normal for the muscles and bones. He did not pay too much attention to it.

After a moment, he opened his eyes.

He changed the bucket of water.

Then he took out the medicine bag he carried with him and poured the medicine into the barrel.

, and when it was fully dissolved, he sat back in the barrel and began to stretch his muscles and bones.

The reason why Chen Chao has a body that is hard to match among martial artists in his class is not only because he is extremely serious about beating his muscles and bones, but also because he is extremely tolerant every time he beats his muscles and bones, and almost never wastes the power of a medicinal solution. , such patience naturally gave him an extremely powerful and tough body.

As usual, he began to close his eyes to absorb the power of the medicine, his face gradually became extremely painful, and the sweat on his forehead became dense.

One by one, it slides down the cheeks and blends into the medicinal liquid.

I don't know how long it took, but his whole body became tense, every muscle in his body was exerting force, and the veins on his arms could be seen clearly no matter who came.

He gritted his teeth, not knowing how much pain he endured.

A stick of incense passed by.

An hour passed.

The color of the medicine in the barrel gradually became clearer. Chen Chao finally couldn't bear it and opened his eyes. However, he did not get up immediately. Instead, he began to silently run a technique. The pain suddenly disappeared a lot, and there was something in his body. White mist rose slowly and soon enveloped the entire barrel.

Chen Chao looked a little confused when he looked at this scene.

He couldn't help but think of that incident a few years ago, that unknown land shrouded in white mist, the ice coffin, and the girl lying in the ice coffin.

The terrifying fireball in the girl's eyes.

Chen Chao raised his head and looked at the roof tiredly.

Let out a breath.

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As the sun sets in the west, there is a sunset glow on the horizon. Under the sunset glow, South Lake becomes particularly beautiful, as if it merges into a beautiful scene between heaven and earth.

Wei Xu stood by the lake and watched this scene. The usually gentle scholar smiled. The smile in his eyes was very real, much more real than the beautiful scenery in front of him.

While the scholar was looking at the scenery here, a voice from the lakeside sounded faintly, "Senior Brother Wei is still leisurely enjoying the scenery at the moment, but do you know how much impact the incident that day had?"

A man walked over slowly, it was Su Yi, the Liang national player.

Wei Xu turned to look at this junior brother, smiled and said, "What does this matter have to do with junior brother?"

Su Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course it has nothing to do with me. It's just that senior brother's actions were too straightforward and blocked his own escape route. As a junior brother, naturally he wants to help senior brother find a way out."

Dean's Seven

Among the twelve disciples, not all of them had a harmonious relationship. For example, the two in front of them could never be said to have a good relationship. Su Yi had always disliked Wei Xu when he entered the school. Although Wei Xu did not necessarily like Su Yi, But Su Yi has always been hostile to him, so naturally he will not have much contact with him.

"I have entered the academy and am your disciple. I already have a way out. The academy behind me is my escape. As for anything else, there is nothing to say."

Wei Xu looked at the lakeside and felt very calm.

Su Yi frowned and said, "But junior sister's surname is Xie after all. It's hard for me to believe that senior brother, you really think so. What senior brother did was too simple and superficial. On the contrary, junior brother felt that senior brother was a little too deliberate."

Wei Xu smiled and said, "Junior Brother Su, does he know what Beixi lay people say?"

After hearing this, Wei Xu's face became a little unsightly. Naturally, he knew what the Beixi layman said. That was when the great scholar discussed Taoism with a certain eminent monk from Luming Temple in a certain year. The eminent monk said that the Beixi layman was I only discussed it with him because I wanted fame and fortune. Beixi layman just smiled and said, if the master didn't have such an idea, how could he have such an idea?

At this moment, Wei Xu applies this allusion to him, which is clearly saying that he, Su, wants to use the heart of a villain to reach the heart of a gentleman.

Su Yi said coldly, "Junior brother is just worried about my junior sister. The teacher has been here for so many years, but he has only accepted one female disciple. This is the only junior sister we have."

Wei Xu nodded and said, "What junior brother said is absolutely true, but since little junior sister is junior brother's junior sister, isn't she my, Wei Xu's junior sister?"

Su Yi said indifferently, "Even if this is the truth, I am not at ease. Don't I know what my senior brother's last name is?"

What is Wei Xu's surname? That is naturally something that the entire city of God knows. As for this dean and his disciple, the big shots in the city of God know his origins clearly.

Wei Xu was born in the Wei family of the divine capital, and he was also the direct son of the Wei family.

The Wei family has had only one opponent in the court these years.

That is Mr. Xie.

Xie Nandu was born in the Xie family.

Wei Xu thought for a while and said, "I have told my junior sister about this. Although I am from the Wei family, my junior sister is also my junior sister, so there will be no conflict."

Su Yi frowned and said, "One day, senior brother will have to face a choice."

Wei Xu looked into the distance and saw a girl walking slowly along the lake.

Wei Xu looked at Xie Nandu and said softly, "How do you know, junior brother, which side I will definitely choose?"

Su Yi calmly said, "I don't know which side senior brother will choose."