Modern Immortality: My Gain Takes Effect A Hundred Times

The corridors of Taoist temples are usually designed to be very simple and elegant, full of a strong Taoist cultural atmosphere.

The walls of the corridors are usually inlaid with many wood carvings, which contain many connotations of Taoist culture.

The top of the corridor is carved with patterns of auspicious clouds, symbolizing auspiciousness and good luck. There are also various plaques and couplets hung on the beams of the corridor, which are cultural treasures in Taoist temples.

Zhao Wumian could feel a quiet and mysterious atmosphere as he walked in the corridor with Master Xuan Chong.

Through the windows embedded in the wall, you can see the outside scenery, including some paths, gardens, rockeries, etc.

These scenery complement the atmosphere inside the Taoist temple, making people feel as if they are in a mysterious place far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

In addition, there will be some benches and stone tables placed in the corridor for people to rest.

The design of these facilities is also very simple and full of the charm of Taoist culture.

It is also a very good experience to take a break in such an environment and feel the connotation of Taoism.

Deep in the Taoist temple, there is a quiet room, which is where Master Xuanchong will take Zhao Wumian.

There is no noisy sound there, only the gentle sound of wind and birdsong.

The quiet room is simply and elegantly decorated, with a mahogany table and a few comfortable chairs. A cup of hot tea is placed on the table, making people feel as if time has slowed down here.

"Fellow Taoist Wuxian, please."

Master Xuan Chong gently opened the exquisite wooden door, stepped in, and invited Zhao Wumian in.

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly and walked into this simple and elegant quiet room.

The quiet room exhibits a simple yet elegant atmosphere.

The sunlight penetrated into the room through the window, forming mottled light and shadow, which made Zhao Wumian slow down unconsciously.

In the center of the quiet room is a wooden bookcase full of traces of time, on which are placed the Four Treasures of the Study and several ancient books.

A simple landscape painting hangs on the wall behind the bookcase, which embellishes the indoor atmosphere more elegantly.

A potted green potted plant is placed on the small table next to it, which contrasts with the wooden decoration in the room.

Near the window, there is a rectangular desk with a neat tabletop and several commonly used books and stationery.

A row of bookshelves above the Book 25 table neatly displays various Taoist classics, exuding a bookish aroma.

A pot of green plants sits quietly in the corner of the desk, adding a touch of vitality to the entire interior.

On the walls around the room, there are evenly hung decorative paintings by Taoist priests, which silently tell the traces of time. Outside the window are neat green trees, which form a harmonious natural picture with everything indoors.

The entire quiet room is filled with warm sunlight and soft light, creating a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

Whether it is careful decoration or indoor furnishings, they all reveal a natural and simple beauty.

Zhao Wumian people can stay away from the hustle and bustle and enjoy inner peace.

Although it does not have the magical effect of my own Qinglong Quiet Room, it is also a meditation place that Taoists dream of.

"Taoist priest, this place is really a refreshing place."

Zhao Wumian followed up and praised him to save his face.

Not only Master Xuanchong wanted to make friends with Zhao Wumian, Zhao Wumian also wanted to make friends with the junior brother of the head of the Wudang Sect.

"No, no, the humble abode is so simple, but it makes fellow Taoist Wumian laugh."

Xuan Chong's eyes flashed with pride, then he lowered his head slightly and responded modestly.

After Master Xuanchong finished speaking, he picked up the pear wood tea set next to him and began to make tea for Zhao Wumian.

Master Xuanchong skillfully placed a pot of water on the small stove to heat it. As the temperature of the water slowly increased, a trace of hot steam came out of the air outlet of the pot lid, and the pot lid also began to swell.

Seeing that the water was almost boiling, Master Xuan Chong took out the treasured tea leaves from the copper box next to him, gently picked up some and put them into the purple clay pot next to him.

Immediately afterwards, Master Xuanchong took out some tea cups with beautiful patterns, placed them on the tea table, and then began to wash and make tea skillfully.

In an instant, a fresh fragrance hit his face. Zhao Wumian looked at the smooth operation and the fragrance of tea on the shop floor, and squinted his eyes in anticipation.

Master Xuanchong picked up the teapot and gently poured the tea into the teacup. The light golden tea slowly flowed into the teacup along the mouth of the pot.

After entering the tea cup, the original pattern of the tea cup instantly becomes brighter, and the tea soup is clear and green, exuding an alluring fragrance.

"Fellow Taoist Wuxian, how about you try my tea-making skills?"

Master Xuan Chong picked up the tea cup in front of him and made a tea ceremony to Zhao Wumian.

"Then I'd like to give it a try."

Zhao Wumian was still thinking that it would be better if a beautiful woman made tea for him, then he heard what Xuanchong said and said it subconsciously.

If Master Xuan Chong knew what Zhao Wumian was thinking, he would be so angry that he would blow his beard and stare.

Zhao Wumian slowly raised the tea cup in his hand, then tasted the taste, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Fellow Taoist Wuxian drinks tea quite generously. How about this tea?"

When Master Xuan Chong saw Zhao Wumian's method of drinking tea, he was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily and asked about the taste of the tea.

"This tea has a mellow fragrance and a sweet aftertaste. It is indeed a good tea. Thank you, Taoist Master, for the treat."

Zhao Wumian was indeed not talking politely. This tea was on par with the Lushan Yunwu tea that Zhao Wumian had drunk before.

Looking at Master Xuanchong putting tea into the teapot earlier, Zhao Wuyan knew how precious the tea was to Master Xuanchong.

"No matter how good this tea is, it won't taste the same if you don't have a hero like fellow Taoist Wumian drinking it with you.

The corners of Master Xuan Chong's mouth rose slightly, but he was still able to maintain it, showing the basic cultivation of a Taoist master.

The two chatted for a while, and then Zhao Wumian, Tu Qiongdiao saw him, proposed to compete with Master Xuanchong.

"I heard that the real person's Tai Chi palm skills made him extraordinary, and I wanted to ask for advice."

Zhao Wumian stood up, put his hands on his chest, slowly lowered them, and then said with fighting spirit.

"Are you sure? Although the old Taoist only has some rudimentary tricks, he is also a master of energy transformation. Why don't you let me compete with the follower next to you?"

When Master Xuan Chong saw that Zhao Wumian wanted to ask for advice from him, he frowned and pointed at Zhao Gujue beside him and refused.

It's not that Master Xuan Chong doesn't dare to compete with Zhao Wumian, but he is afraid of hurting Zhao Wumian. If it hits Zhao Wumian's martial arts heart, the Holy Panlong Coiling Staff must not knock him out.

"It's okay. Could it be that the real person has forgotten how fast I was when I came to the quiet room before?"

Zhao Wumian said implicitly that his strength was definitely beyond Xuanchong Cheren's expectations.

After listening to Zhao Wumian's words, Master Xuanchong really became very curious about Zhao Wumian's strength.

"Then let's stop at the point and don't hurt the harmony."

Master Xuan Chong suppressed the curiosity in his heart and calmly mentioned Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian begged his opponent Ruo Ke, although he quickly agreed to Master Xuan Chong's request.

After all, they are not life-or-death enemies, so how could they attack someone without any regard for life or death?

"Then thank you, Master, for your guidance. Master, please."

Seeing that Zhao Wumian insisted on competing with him, and Master Xuan Chong really wanted to know what Zhao Wumian's specific strength was.

So Xuanchong took Zhao Wumian to the small bamboo forest in the backyard of the Taoist temple.

Zhao Wumian and Xuanchong stood face to face three meters apart. After holding fists, they began to confront each other.

Zhao Wumian first used the Hunyuan intention. With the blessing of Hunyuan Kung, Zhao Wumian's Hunyuan intention moved towards the real person Xuanchong with a chaotic momentum.

"Good will, but not enough."

Master Xuanchong easily used Tai Chi's intention to resolve Zhao Wumian's Hunyuan intention.

After all, Zhao Wumian's Hunyuan Gong is still only a small success. Even if it reaches a high level, it will never be solved so easily by Master Xuan Chong.

However, the Hunyuan intention was just Zhao Wumian's test move. Zhao Wumian took a deep breath, and then the Liuhe Tiger intention in the buff list shone brightly.

A soaring aura emerged from Zhao Wumian's body, and the fallen leaves around him spread out from Zhao Wumian's feet like a tide.

Other small animals in the bamboo forest, like frightened birds, fled from this place of right and wrong.

Xiaoqing felt a familiar momentum in the distance and quickly speeded up, heading towards the bamboo forest.

Master Xuan Chong took a breath of air. I am afraid that even those with a lower level than Zhao Wumian cannot resist this Liuhe Tiger Intent. I am afraid that he has been practicing Tiger Fist since his mother's womb, right?

Master Xuan Chong did not dare to be careless at the moment and treated Zhao Wumian as an equal opponent.

Zhao Liu and others next to him suddenly turned pale, and struggled to resist Zhao Wuming's Liuhe Huyi.

There were also many flying birds, which were so frightened by Zhao Wumian's tiger wings that they were unable to move in place before they even had time to escape.

Under the warm sunshine, two people faced each other in an open space, and a chilling atmosphere spread.

Master Xuan Chong no longer sat still and waited for death. He took up Bagua steps and quickly approached Zhao Wumian.

Master Xuanchong looks gentle and elegant, but every movement carries a power that cannot be underestimated.

Master Xuan Chong's palm was slightly raised, like white clouds rolling, as if there was endless palm power contained in it.

Zhao Wumian took back the scattered Liuhe Tiger Intent, then concentrated it into a steel fist, and slammed it towards the real person Xuan Chong.

In comparison, Zhao Wumian's movements were more vigorous, and every punch he punched was like a tiger's power, with a breathtaking momentum.

The movements of the two people collided with each other, just like two strong winds intersecting and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Their footsteps moved quickly, moving from left to right, from left to right, like antelopes hanging their horns, generally difficult to figure out.

Every move, whether it is strength, speed or angle, is a peak that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Tai Chi Mianzhang is good at controlling the rhythm and switching between offense and defense. The movements of Xuanchong's real person may seem slow but they have hidden secrets.

Master Xuanchong used his flexible body skills and changeable palm skills to sometimes move forward, sometimes retreat, and sometimes rotate, to resolve all of Zhao Wumian's killing moves.

Zhao Wumian's Liuhe Tiger Fist is known for its strength and speed. Every move he makes is like a tiger descending from a mountain, unstoppable. Zhao Wumian relied on the explosive power of his Qinglong Mingjing Technique and the lively dragon Xianjian who was not afraid of being injured. He approached Xuanchong step by step in an attempt to break Xuanchong's defense line.

"How is it possible that he is in the late stage of Anjin, and how can he be so powerful?"

Master Xuan Chong broke out in a cold sweat. If he was really defeated by Zhao Wumian today, how could he have the nerve to continue on this path of practicing martial arts?

Master Xuan Chong was so cruel that he used the Bagua Step to dodge Zhao Wumian's elbow, and then made a killing move directly towards Zhao Wumian's face.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Wumian did not dodge and hit another heavy punch towards the chest of Master Xuan Chong.

Master Xuan Chong gritted his teeth and could only hit Zhao Wumian's arm with this killing move. After all, this was not a real life and death fight.

Zhao Wumian felt like his blood was boiling all over, so he felt like fighting.

Master Xuan Chong slapped Zhao Wumian's shoulder hard with a heavy palm. There was a crisp sound and Zhao Wumian's left arm was dislocated.

At this time, Zhao Wumian's heavy punch also landed on the chest of Master Xuan Chong. Even with the protection of the body protection force, Master Xuan Chong was hit and took three steps back.

His face turned a little pale all of a sudden, but Zhao Wumian, who still had no expression on his face when he saw his arm dislocated, finally felt admiration in his heart.

"Taoist Master is really powerful, come again!"

Zhao Wumian swallowed the sweet smell in his throat, connected his left arm with a click, and then said slightly crazy.

"Okay, okay, can I still be afraid of you?"

When Master Xuan Chong saw this, he couldn't say that he was scared? So he continued to fight Zhao Wumian.

As the battle progressed, it was difficult for Master Xuan Chong to keep his hand. However, seeing Zhao Wumian's dislocation, he acted like a normal person, so he was determined to use his full strength.

The fight between the two entered a fierce stage, and the air was filled with tension.

Every attack and defense becomes more concentrated, their movements are getting faster and faster, and their figures are like the wind, which is dizzying.

Countless moves flashed before his eyes, seemingly forming a picture of a fight between a dragon and a tiger.

Master Xuan Chong suddenly became angry, his body instantly appeared in front of Zhao Wumian, and his soft palm lightly touched Zhao Wumian's chest.

However, Zhao Wumian was not afraid, his muscles tightened, and an astonishing force burst out from his body, pushing back the mysterious force.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Wumian used the Qinglong Ming Ming Technique to counterattack 467, and the tiger fist blasted out like thunder, with great force, as if to break everything.

Master Xuan Chong adjusted his body skills while retreating, and there was wind at his feet. He immediately rushed in front of Zhao Wumian, wanting to repeat his old trick.

This time, Xuan Chong's cotton palm faced Zhao Wumian's tiger house with strong wind force.

The strength of the two collided again, making a loud noise, and the ground seemed to be shaking, as if it was a duel between a tiger and a sheep, but the sheep miraculously withstood this disparity of blows.

"How is it possible? How come his strength has improved so much all of a sudden?"

Master Xuan Chong felt his trembling body. The power of Zhao Wumian's heavy punch made Master Xuan Chong unable to withstand it.

"Isn't this going to work? I just used the explosive secret technique."

Zhao Wumian couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he saw that he had just started to operate the explosive secret technique in Qinglong Mingshen Technique, and Master Xuan Chong began to be unable to resist.

"It seems like this fight should be over."

Zhao Wumian murmured to himself and pretended to use his secretary as a last resort.

Master Xuan Chong roared, all the energy in his body was mobilized, and Zhao Wumian was immediately knocked back a few steps.

But a sly smile flashed in Zhao Wumian's eyes.

"Then give one last blow and then pretend to be strong."

Zhao Wumian thought, this probably wouldn't seem too shocking, after all, he had not really defeated Master Xuanchong, the master of Huajin.

But even this has shocked Master Xuan Chong into speechlessness.

Zhao Wumian roared angrily, Liuhe Tiger Spirit soared into the sky, and then used all his strength to launch a fierce tiger down the mountain, carrying a violent wind, and charged towards the real person Xuan Chong.

Master Xuan Chong stood on the spot and used a parrying move with anger in his Dantian. Although there was uncertainty in his eyes, it was soon wrapped in calmness and determination.

Zhao Wumian's eyes were as hot as fire, and every cell in him seemed to be roaring towards Master Xuan Chong.

Zhao Wumian used all his strength this time, like a crazy tiger starting to hunt.

Zhao Wumian's boxing skills were unparalleled, every step seemed to crush the earth, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

Soon, they collided with the posing Xuan Chong, and a wave of air seemed to rise around them, causing Zhao Liu and others to stagger around. Only Zhao Guangjue looked at Zhao Wumian's performance with blazing eyes.

Chongzhen's teeth were broken and consumed, and his feet slowly moved backwards.

At this time, Zhao Wumian's strength slowly decreased and he started his performance.

Master Xuan Chong thought it was his chance. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he hit Zhao Wumian's empty door with a calm palm.

Zhao Wumian's body fell down with a "bang", raising a cloud of dust.

Zhao Wumian's eyes widened, pretending to still be trying to see clearly what was going on.

Then he closed his eyes, as if his physical strength was exhausted and his body and mind were exhausted.

If he hadn't entered the martial arts world, wouldn't the Oscar statuette have Zhao Wumian's name written on it every year?

"Oops, I knocked out Fellow Taoist Zhao Wumian!"