Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"Jiang Tian will definitely not be able to cure Mr. Tang, and will cause a medical accident. Later, you will rush up and beat this guy to death. With the support of the Tang family, the government will not hold him accountable..."

In the corridor, Wu Chaohui was puffing out smoke with a cigarette in his mouth, and was explaining to the two thugs how to deal with Jiang Tian.

But suddenly, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

I saw Elder Tang and Jiang Tian coming hand in hand, full of energy, as if they were ten years younger.

"I'll go, okay!?"

Wu Chaohui opened his mouth wide open, patter! The cigarette fell to the ground, his face full of disbelief.

Wu Zhaohui grabbed Tang Linglong and asked, "Linglong, how is Mr. Tang doing? What's going on?"

"You're an idiot!"

Tang Linglong slapped him across the face, and said angrily:

"You still say that Jiang Tian is a lunatic, but in fact he is a strange person. You don't let him treat grandpa, what are you thinking?"

"He, he is a strange person, what are you kidding..."

Wu Chaohui was beaten until his face was burning with pain, and he looked puzzled.

But Tang Linglong had gone too far.

After sending Jiang Tian to the gate of the hospital, Mr. Tang said happily, "Mr. Jiang, let Xiao Wei send you off!"

"No need! I'll go by myself!"

Jiang Tian waved his hand and refused.

He still needs to find a secluded place to practice, and he doesn't want anyone to disturb him.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you need me to do for you, is it a consultation fee or..." Tang Linglong said.

"Oh, give me a hundred yuan. I have no money for lunch!" Jiang Tian said suddenly, patting his head.

Just now Zhao Xueqing left in a hurry and didn't even give him the money for a taxi. Now he is penniless.

"Oh, you want money, no problem!"

How could such a strange person like a god have no money? Tang Linglong stuffed all the more than 1,000 yuan in his wallet to Jiang Tian without hesitation, and asked:

"Mr. Jiang, do you have a bank card? I can transfer it to you for an emergency."

"I don't have a bank card..." Jiang Tian smiled wryly, took a taxi without delay, and walked away.

After being poisoned by alcohol, he behaved in an upside-down manner. He once took out tens of thousands of dollars to distribute money at the gate of the bank, and even directly used the money to light cigarettes,

Therefore, Zhao Xueqing didn't let him use his mobile phone, and didn't let him carry money and bank cards with him.

Looking at the taxi gradually disappearing, Tang Linglong suddenly stopped and said, "Oh, it's over, I didn't leave his contact information!"

"This Mr. Jiang is indeed worth making friends with!"

Elder Tang put his hands behind his back and let out a long sigh.

Then he waved at the guard and said:

"Xiao Wei, follow me and find out the details of this Jiang Tian. But pay attention, you must keep it secret..."

"Understood!" Xiao Wei replied simply.

...

After eating some brothers, Jiang Tian took a taxi and went straight to Baizhang Cliff in the western suburbs of Linzhou.

Ten hours passed quickly.

The night is shrouded in darkness and the sky is full of stars.

On the Baizhang Cliff, there was silence.

Under a pine tree, Jiang Tian bathed in the starlight, meditating cross-legged like an old monk in meditation.

Long streams of white spiritual energy gathered from all directions, causing the branches above his head to sway, rushing into his body like tentacles.

"One layer of body forging, it's done!"

Suddenly, Jiang Tian opened his eyes and sighed.

Those eyes were shining brightly, flickering like a pair of bright lights.

Overnight, Jiang Tian completely refined the ghost qi in the sea of ​​qi, as well as the absorbed heaven and earth aura, into pure real essence.

"Huh!" Jiang Tian spit out a stream of white air that was as long as a horse.

At this time, his eight extraordinary meridians, limbs and skeletons were already filled with true energy, and his strength seemed to be inexhaustible, and he could smash a boulder into pieces with one palm.

"In my previous life, my major practice was the Sea of ​​Clouds Canglong Jue. At that time, the first continent I set foot on with my master was the Shengyuan Continent, which is full of aura. Of course, this set of exercises is handy to use. But it is not inclusive."

Jiang Tian recalled the experience of crossing the void and traveling the universe back then, and couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional, and nodded slightly:

"It wasn't until I set foot on the Yinghuo Continent where life was cut off and spiritual energy was thin, and I met Immortal Crocodile Ancestor and fell in love with him at first sight, that I began to practice his original Chaos Creation Art. Now it seems that Chaos Creation Art can be inclusive, and can become useless. It's a treasure, it's really not bad!"

Suddenly, Jiang Tian's ears moved suddenly, and he heard a small voice a hundred meters away.

He couldn't help but sneer: "What are you doing sneakily, you've been guarding all night, it's time to come out!"

"Hehe, lunatic Jiang, are you a dog? Your head is not bright, but your ears are quite bright!"

Two big men came out of the dense forest. They were both big and round, with strong arms and swords. Their arms were pierced with dragons and tigers.

"Humiliate me? Court death! Kowtow to me now and admit your mistake, and I will spare you!"

Jiang Tian's clear eyes were full of arrogance, like looking down on two ants that could be crushed to death by raising his hand.

"I'll go, Jiang Maniac, your tone is quite crazy!" The bald man was suddenly surprised.

The long-haired man grinned contemptuously and said, "Boy, you are really a lunatic. Haven't you heard of our reputation as the Star-Glorious Shuangsha? Some people want us to kill you. Jump off the cliff yourself, so as not to lose your life." We bother!"

Xinghui is one of the top three clubs in Linzhou, with thousands of members, all of whom dare to fight and kill.

Xinghui Shuangsha is the trump card among them. They are so famous in the Jianghu that almost no one dares to take the lead.

Legend has it that they used to be lay disciples of Shaolin, and their skills were strong. Each of them could single out five or six big men, break sandbags with one punch, and smash wooden boards more than two centimeters thick with one kick.

"Hey, I have given you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it!"

Jiang Tian sighed helplessly, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and slowly approached the two of them.

In the past, he pushed the universe horizontally, crushed thousands of people in the starry sky, beheaded the holy king Mie Shenzi with a flick of his fingers, and killed the big demon and the old devil with his backhand, which made thousands of strong people tremble and shocked an era.

Unexpectedly, these two little gangsters came to provoke at this moment, and they didn't know what to do.

"Well, if you don't jump off a cliff, we can do sports!"

The bald man grinned grimly, strode forward, and punched Jiang Tian in the chest.

Shaolin, Arhat Chang Fist.

The strength of the fist exploded, and the wind howled.

"waste!"

Regarding this, Jiang Tian just smiled contemptuously, as if swishing a fly, he raised his hand and slapped the bald man on the forehead.

Blood spurted, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere.

Whoosh!

The bald head flew more than five meters away in an instant, and his waist was pressed against the sharp rock, almost breaking his waist.

"Oh, it hurts me to death!"

The bald man screamed, his legs twitched violently, and he fainted from the pain.

"I'll go, fly five meters away, what a terrifying force!"

The big man with long hair stared wide-eyed in disbelief, and a turbulent wave arose in his heart, and he almost didn't get scared to the ground.

I heard that Crazy Jiang is weak and has always been bullied by others, how come he suddenly became so powerful!

"Do you know that you are afraid? Tell the master behind the scenes, and I will save you from the pain of flesh and blood!" Jiang Tian shook his head in disappointment.

It seems that you should be more careful when fighting in the future. You only used 10% of your strength just now, and you almost smashed the bald man's head.

Although he has practiced for thousands of years, achieved the highest state of the Primordial God, and overlooked the stars and the thousands of people, but that is all in the past.

The current him doesn't have the strength to resist the violent state agencies, so killing people is no fun.

But... If you kill someone here, I'm afraid no one will find out.