Modern Immortality: My Gain Takes Effect A Hundred Times

After sitting cross-legged on the bed, Zhao Wumian first took out the Dragon Song jade flute and began to cultivate it.

If the speed originally cultivated was that of a bicycle, the speed cultivated now is like a top sports car sprinting at full speed.

Because of his innate body, even if Zhao Wumian does not have to use all his strength to cultivate talents and nourish animals, Longyin Jade Flute will spontaneously move closer to Zhao Wumian.

Originally, a force could only slightly improve the essence of nutrients, but now that Zhao Wumian has an innate body, his force seems to have a touch of spirituality.

In a short period of time, evolution that originally took tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years to complete can be accelerated thousands of times.

After nurturing the dragon chanting jade flute for a while, Zhao Wumian did not favor one thing over another, and took out the phoenix chick pendant to nurturing it.

Finally, Zhao Wumian wanted to nourish the autumn water gourd, but Zhao Wumian tried hard for a long time and didn't feel any change in the autumn water gourd.

"Is it that the autumn water gourd has reached its limit, or is it that the essence of my cultivation is too different from that of Zhuangzi?"

Zhao Wumian groped his head, thoughtfully. He hadn't been depressed for a long time since he got the golden finger.

"It's just a gourd, now you are ignoring me, in two days I will make it impossible for you to reach."

If Qiu Shuihulu had intelligence, he would definitely say Shuan Q.

When Zhao Wumian felt that the two spiritual objects were somewhat saturated, he started practicing Wen Sheng Fist.

Next, prepare to perfect the Wen Sheng Quan as quickly as possible, and then attack the Vajra Indestructible Kung Fu.

After all, as long as you build the thickest armor, you won't get the most severe beatings.

It is said that there are no armors in the mountains and no years of cultivation.

The time of cultivation is always fast. Zhao Wumian cultivated spiritual objects twice before dawn.

Then I used the Perfect Hunyuan Zhuang Kung to adjust the state to improve the efficiency of the subsequent learning of Tiger Fist.

Zhao Wumian got dressed and went out without waking Bai Rengui. Although he was a little reluctant, Bai Rengui could not keep up with Zhao Wumian's progress.

Zhao Wumian is going to entrust Bai Rengui to Zhao Changde's care first. After all, the Qinling Mountains are full of dangers. Zhao Wumian himself doesn't know what will happen, so naturally he can't take the little guy there.

"Grandpa, Bai Rengui will be taken care of by you from now on."

Zhao Wumian entrusted Bai Rengui to Zhao Changde while eating breakfast with Zhao Changde.

"That's fine, I'll help you feed him during this period, and I'll make sure to surprise you when you come back."

After this period of observation, Zhao Changde has discovered something unusual about Bai Rengui.

After reading many ancient books, Zhao Changde determined that Bai Rengui was different and actually contained some bloodline of the Purple Gold Treasure Hunting Rat.

This is why Zhao Changde observed that Bai Rengui would always get close to those spiritual trees with special effects when playing in the yard.

Zhao Wumian nodded, thinking that Zhao Changde said this deliberately to comfort himself, and did not take this sentence to heart.

After eating, Zhao Wumian was taken towards Hushan by Zhao Changde.

As soon as Zhao Wumian walked into Hushan, he felt a gust of wind as if he was breathing.

I saw that Zhao Changren had been waiting at Hushan for a long time. Between the fists and kicks, a domineering will spread. It turned out that the wind was not breathing.

It was actually driven by the charm of Zhao Changren's Tiger Fist, as if it were really like a divine tiger coming into the world, followed by all the winds.

Zhao Wumian originally only had the convenience of contacting Xiangxiangquan because of the buff.

But now it is really true that I have a strong interest in Huju.

"Grandpa, your Tiger Fist has reached a state of perfection."

When Zhao Changren saw that Zhao Wumian had arrived, he stopped practicing boxing.

When Zhao Wumian saw this, he quickly praised him. This sentence really came from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Wumian really likes such domineering and powerful boxing techniques.

"Wherever, after you learn how to do it, Mian'er, you will definitely have more traction winds."

Zhao Changren waved his hand and said that Zhao Wumian has an innate body and it is much easier than him to achieve such a level.

The tiger on the side was like an ordinary animal meeting the king of beasts. It took a long time to recover.

Zhao Wumian thought that this tiger was the one he wanted to imitate next, and he was immediately disappointed.

Seeing his grandson's eyes focused on the tiger curled up on the ground, Zhao Changde didn't know that Zhao Wumian had misunderstood.

"That one lying on the ground is the fat tiger's son I raised. He is a good-for-nothing who only knows how to eat every day."

When Zhao Changde saw this, he quickly explained. If Zhao Changde asked Zhao Wumian to learn such a useless thing, wouldn't he be causing trouble for himself?

He must be the Tiger King who was personally trained by Zhao Changde, stained with countless blood, and broke through his limits several times.

Fat Tiger has been eating and having fun in the Qinglong Mountains in recent days. Zhao Changren's previous drills were also to attract Fat Tiger back.

Otherwise, if Zhao Changde is asked to blow the beast-calling flute at another place, Zhao Changde's mouth will be blown away.

"Oh, that's it. I'm wondering why this tiger is about the same size as a gray wolf."

After hearing what Zhao Changde said, Zhao Wumian nodded with satisfaction.

This makes sense, otherwise if the target of Tiger Fist is like this, why would he come to Hushan?

Just letting Zhao Changren teach you for one day would be better than imitating here for a week.

At this moment, the wind that had just become calm and gentle suddenly became a murderous howling.

Through the innate body's sensory warning, Zhao Wumian can clearly feel (cfdb) a natural spirit with a strong magnetic field rushing towards Zhao Wumian and the others.

Zhao Wumian understood clearly that this was the real Tiger King, and the one just now was just a descendant of the Tiger King.

In the deep jungle in the distance, the trees are tall and dense, and the sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, forming mottled light and shadow. Originally a peaceful world full of life, suddenly

The tranquility in the jungle was broken, and a powerful low roar reached Zhao Wumian's ears.

The wind around him suddenly surged, and Zhao Wumian couldn't help but sigh to himself.

"So this is Hu Congfeng? He really deserves his reputation."

A tiger gradually approached and appeared in front of Zhao Wumian.

I saw that it was huge, and the muscles all over its body showed a golden light in the sun, shining like a moving gold brick in the jungle.

The tiger's eyes were as cold as cold stars, shining with sharp light, as if he could see everything in the world.

Its tail swung so powerfully that the whole jungle seemed to be trembling.

The tiger walked slowly in front of Zhao Wumian. Every ten steps he took were filled with heavy power.

"This is how you have the temperament of the King of Beasts. Why didn't his son inherit it at all?"

Zhao Wumian thought with relief as he looked at the cute tiger lying next to Zhao Changde like an orange cat.

Although its movements seem slow, every step is precise and firm, as if the entire jungle is making way for its appearance.

The tiger's fur is smooth and dense, but it looks a little dim in the sunlight, as if it is a shadow in the jungle, bringing darkness wherever it goes.

The tiger's eyes glanced at everything around him, and his eyes were full of the domineering power of a king.

This is the king of the jungle, and its appearance makes everything around it seem so insignificant.

All the animals trembled under its gaze, waiting silently for its next move.

Every breath and every roar of this tiger is full of power and majesty.

However, it is not only terrifying and majestic, but also shines with a little warmth and intimacy in its eyes. It is the king of this world, but it is also the guardian of the back mountain of Qinglong Mountain.

"Forget about the gray wolf in front of you, you actually call him a fat tiger for such an aloof king.

Zhao Wumian really couldn't help but connect the giant tiger in front of him with the fat tiger. He patted Zhao Changde on the shoulder and said speechlessly.

"Then do you think it is fat compared to us? Fat means a fat tiger."

Zhao Changde said proudly, already knowing that Zhao Wumian could not refute.

Seeing this, Zhao Wumian really couldn't continue to complain about Zhao Changde's naming skills.

Just look at Bai Rengui and you will know that Zhao Wumian's naming skills are even more superb.

Fat Tiger came to Zhao Changde and rubbed his face, then looked at Zhao Wumian with a somewhat intimate look.

Maybe Fat Tiger knew that this body was a bit too scary, so he didn't continue to approach Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Changren also stepped forward and patted Fat Hu on the head. There was a hint of fear in Fat Hu's eyes. It seemed that he had been trained by Zhao Changren.

"Mien'er, I'm going to start doing Tiger Fist from beginning to end. Whenever you tell me to stop, I will stop.

Zhao Changren said to Zhao Wumian, then jumped back, landed three meters away, and practiced Tiger Fist.

Zhao Changren took a deep breath, and then a tiger roar came from Zhao Changren's mouth.

Fat Tiger trembled after hearing this, and then gradually lost control of the wind.

Zhao Wumian noticed this change keenly, and there was a hint of violence in Fat Hu's eyes.

However, Zhao Wumian could clearly feel Fat Hu's restraint. It seems that there is a basis for the saying that there is no room for two tigers in one mountain.

As Zhao Changren gradually immersed himself in his own world, Zhao Changren became more and more like a tiger. His breathing became deep and long, and his movements became as light as the wind and as heavy as the mountain.

The aura exuded by Zhao Changren became more and more terrifying, and waves of tiger roars continued to be heard as the boxing exercises were practiced.

Fat Tiger finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared, and the wind around him gradually began to move towards Fat Tiger.

Then one man and one tiger began to confront each other, and the atmosphere was even more solemn than when Zhao Changren was practicing alone.

The skill description of Tiger Fist also gradually appeared on Zhao Wumian's attribute panel.

And with every tiger roar from one person and one tiger, it will increase exponentially.

In just five minutes, Zhao Wumian saw that his Tiger Fist had reached a small level.

The proficiency cannot even be said to have skyrocketed, it is simply like jumping high.

Zhao Changde, who was watching Zhao Changren's drill, gradually lost the presence of Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Changde, who noticed something strange, looked back and saw that the aura on Zhao Wumian's body was gradually approaching the man and the tiger over there.

Seeing the tiger spirit appearing on Zhao Wumian, Zhao Changde's jaw almost went cold.

He opened his mouth several times but was pushed back by Zhao Changde, for fear of disturbing Zhao Wumian's understanding.

Time continued to pass, and by the time Fat Tiger regained his momentum due to lack of physical strength, Zhao Wumian's Tiger Fist was close to perfection.

Zhao Changren didn't react for a while and almost mistook Zhao Wumian for Fat Tiger.

Fortunately, Zhao Changren reacted in time. While regaining his momentum, he stopped the drill and looked at Zhao Wumian in surprise.

Although I had already heard what Zhao Wumian said, I was still shocked when I felt the pure tiger intention in Zhao Wumian.

"Mien'er, have you reached the point where you have mastered the Tiger Fist and revealed the Tiger's Intent?"

"Yes, grandpa, and we are not far from consummation. Then treat me like a fat tiger and use your momentum to fight against me."

Zhao Wumian first answered Zhao Changren in the affirmative, and then put forward his request.

Zhao Wumian wanted to practice Tiger Fist to perfection in one go.

Fat Tiger's eyes widened at the side, and the tiger's face, which originally looked mighty, revealed a hazy and cute look.

"good.

Mian'er, be careful. If you can't hold on, take away the momentum. "

Zhao Changren was even more happy when he saw this. His grandson was really a genius.

Throughout the ages, I have never heard of anyone being able to master boxing skills just by looking at them, and now it is even more important to go straight to perfection.

Wouldn't that be perfect in one day? Zhao Changren believes that not only in the past, but also in the future, no one may be able to replicate Zhao Wumian's feat.

Zhao Changren slowly got lucky, and the tiger's true intention all over his body, carrying the wind around him, rushed towards Zhao Wumian like a tsunami.

Zhao Wumian hurriedly responded with the tiger's true intention. Although Zhao Wumian's realm was only at the Dacheng level, with the blessing of the innate body, he could still barely compete with Zhao Changren.

Of course, this is because they do not use their strength, do not move the power of heaven and earth, and simply compete with the tiger's true intentions.

As time went by, Zhao Changren's momentum gradually lost his tiger-like aggressiveness.

Originally, when facing his grandson, Zhao Changren was slightly weaker in using the true power of the tiger, plus he was constantly confronting the fat tiger in front of him.

It was expected that Zhao Changren's momentum would decline after one burst of momentum, and then it would decline again and again.

At this moment, Zhao Wumian's momentum suddenly increased, and the entire Hushan Mountain seemed to surrender directly to Zhao Wumian's command, directly removing Zhao Changwei's control.

Zhao Changren felt the wind that was as difficult to pull as mud and rocks, and naturally understood that Zhao Wumian had succeeded in breaking through.

"Mien'er, I really didn't expect that you actually successfully completed the Tiger Fist. It's really unbelievable."

Zhao Changren regained his momentum and sighed sadly while walking towards Zhao Wumian.

"It's all thanks to you and Fat Tiger, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to understand the true meaning of Tiger so quickly."

Zhao Wumian touched his head and began to share the credit.

Without Zhao Changren's help, it would take at least a week for him to perfect the Tiger Fist, even with the buff blessing.

"Come on, Mian'er, don't be so modest. If you weren't a genius, even if he practiced for a month, no one would be able to see the perfection."

Zhao Changde had been making soy sauce next to him. Seeing that Zhao Wumian had been thanking Zhao Changren and Fat Hu, as if he had ignored him, he suddenly became jealous.

"Thanks to the majesty and domineering fat tiger you raised, it played a key role in the composition of the tiger in my mind."

Zhao Wumian didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment, and then he comforted the little old man.

When Zhao Changde heard this, he immediately raised his head at Zhao Changren, as if to say.

"You see, it still has to be me, and you're still far behind."

When Zhao Changren saw this, he nodded perfunctorily. It was rare that he did not argue with Zhao Changde, mainly because what Zhao Changde said before was not bad.

The main reason is that Zhao Wumian himself is very talented. Even if Zhao Wumian goes to the zoo and says that he has learned tiger boxing, Zhao Changren will choose to believe it.

After practicing for a long time, the two of them were tired. Zhao Changde had already prepared a dozen refreshing fruits here.

The three of them came to the shade of Hushan Mountain to rest, enjoying the cool air and eating fruits.

After listening to the two people's compliments, Zhao Wumian finally had time to check the attribute panel.

Host name: Zhao Wumian

Age:16

Constitution: 44

Strength:41

Agility:41

Spirit:39

Power: All favorable external factors that affect oneself will be multiplied by a hundredfold.

Skill: Wen Sheng Fist (Dacheng): 4000/6250 [Five-step divine fist to calm the world [Wen Xin magical power to save all living beings]

Wen Sheng Quan——Hunyuan Zhuang (Perfect):∞/0∞ [Use the mind to bring luck, use Qi to move the body, coordinate the inside and outside, and the Hunyuan is unified]

Nine-way Plum Blossom Sword (Dacheng): 111/6400 [The plum blossom changes shape, the ice body is paper blade, although the enemy changes a thousand times, my heart remains the same]

The indestructible power of the Vajra (minor success): 1600/2000 [The most rigid and yang, all evils will not harm you, the Vajra is indestructible, and all poisons will not invade]

Promoting Talents and Nurturing Things (Introduction): 732/1600 [Those who use jade as stone will surely be able to use stone as jade]

Qinglong Mingjing Technique (Dacheng): 34321/78400 [Driving the Qinglong to gallop to Ban Yanyan’s Banquet]

Liuhe Tiger Fist (Perfect): ∞/∞ [Tiger Roaring Mountains and Forests Shaking, Fist Wind Raising Thunder]

Gain buffs: Transparent heart, Animal affinity, Step like a dragon, Six-sided Hunyuan body, Hunyuan strength, Clever hands, Thief of the sky, Qinglong Yanming, Qinglong's wrath, Lingming

Stone monkey, innate body, Liuhe tiger intention

Liuhe Tiger Intention: Tiger Fist trains the bones, Italian style trains the mind, the Liuhe unifies, and the tiger roars all over the world. The use of Tiger Intention has a probability of directly shocking the enemy, greatly increasing the affinity of the wind, and the Tiger Intention can

Time to temper the bones. .