Super Medical Saint Rebirth City

As for the magic technique, it has been inherited from ancient times and has a very long history.

And they generally regard themselves as heavenly beings, and they are different from ordinary people.

Because all those who practice magic will become innate once they practice it!

However, in contrast, their physical bodies are extremely weak, and once they are approached by warriors, they are difficult to resist.

Nowadays, only Taoism has heavenly beings, and the number is extremely rare. Of course, this is only what I know.

It's just that nowadays, although those who can become heavenly beings and have extremely high talents, it seems that it is not easy to practice.

There are only two realms that I know of.

It is above heaven and man!

Heavenly beings are the innates who deal with martial arts, and those who are above Heavenly beings are the masters.

...

At this point, Zhao En had informed Lu Chen of all the relevant information he knew.

"Thank you!" Lu Chen nodded.

In my mind, I began to plan the relationship between these two categories. Martial arts, to put it bluntly, are warriors from barbarian lands in the world of immortality. Because there is very little spiritual energy on the earth, they focus on cultivating the physical body.

Those who are successful in cultivation can bless all the absorbed spiritual energy into the physical body, turning it into what the earth calls internal energy.

Heavenly beings should be ordinary monks, but they are different from monks in the world of immortality because their spiritual energy cannot bless their physical bodies, otherwise their physical bodies would not be so weak.

From this point of view, my current state should belong to the innate and magical realms of martial arts.

Lu Chen suddenly smiled, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. This was interesting. He didn't expect that there were indeed monks there. He just didn't know if there was a treasure land containing spiritual energy in the place where they practiced.

...

At this point, the banquet is over.

Lu Chen left Zhao En and Song Mingyuan's phone numbers and left here.

Just when Lu Chen was about to go home, he received an unexpected phone call.

It turned out to be Zhou Hao, who had had conflicts with him before.

Zhou Hao didn't know where he got Lu Chen's call. As soon as he got through, he flattered him and then told him the topic of the call.

He said that he would hold a banquet at the Pearl Hotel this Saturday to apologize to him.

Lu Chen thought for a while and then agreed.

Saturday arrived in a blink of an eye. When Lu Chen arrived at the Pearl Hotel, he discovered that Zhou Hao's good man, Ah Fei, had one hand tied up.

His hand was actually broken.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, A Fei's strength was quite strong. Even in martial arts, he should have around the peak acquired strength. If he didn't provoke an innate master, he wouldn't be injured like this.

Thinking like this, Lu Chen couldn't help but look towards Zhou Hao.

"It seems that Zhou Hao, you are not looking for me to apologize, but you are looking for something to do with me!"

"As expected, I can't hide it from you, Brother Lu." Zhou Hao smiled awkwardly, then straightened his face and said, "I did run into some trouble, and I want you to take action, Brother Lu!"

"Let's be honest, what's the matter?" Lu Chen waved his hand casually, seeming a little impatient.

Seeing this, Zhou Hao quickly understood and motioned with his eyes to those irrelevant people to leave. When only he, Lu Chen and A Fei were left, he smiled bitterly.

"Since Brother Lu has a relationship with Mr. Ye, we are family, so I won't hide it from you."

"I had an opponent who fled overseas in the early years. Now he suddenly comes back and has already ruined two of my places, injured Brother Bai Lai, and even A Fei suffered a big loss at his hands."

"You should call the police, why are you looking for me?" Lu Chen felt helpless. How could he be interested in participating in a business confrontation like this?