Chapter 96 The No. 1 Warrior in the World
“Interesting.”
Shen Lian stood at the window with interest, watching the Jinwu Guards in the room.
His heartbeat almost stopped, and his appearance looked ordinary.
Jin Wuwei did not realize that others were looking at him.
In fact, Shen Lian's method is much more concealed than any secret breath-containing technique. After all, no matter how much the ordinary Jinwu guards cover up, there is always a lingering demonic smell about them.
"Hahaha..."
Jin Wuwei laughed endlessly, holding the [Pig Gizzard] taken out from the bellies of the three corpses.
Pig sand is shaped like a gallbladder covered with spikes.
As Jin Wuwei's spiritual consciousness was refined, the pig sand turned into a large amount of internal energy and returned to the Dantian. The internal energy was slightly turbid, but it came from the same source.
"It turned out to be a scapegoat. Affected by the taboos of the Gao Family Martial Arts School, he grew pig sand."
Shen Lian glanced at the three disemboweled corpses, and their appearance was the same as that of the Jinwu Guard.
The corpses were transformed by scapegoats. Jin Wuwei did not kill them completely, but only took out the pig sand in their bodies to promote cultivation.
Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and realized the wonderful use of taboos in the Gao Family Martial Arts School. The bottleneck of his inner alchemy can indeed be solved in the Martial Arts School.
After Jinwuwei digested three pieces of pig grit, his internal strength improved slightly.
At the same time, the three scapegoats also absorbed Jin Wuwei's blood through pig sand.
Humans and ghosts each take what they need.
Jin Wuwei couldn't suppress his joy, his chest heaved violently, and he immediately hung the disembowelled scapegoat back to the beam of the martial arts hall.
The scapegoat slowly recovered from his injuries, with new pig grit growing in his belly.
Jin Wuwei murmured to himself: "The seven-headed scapegoat shouldn't be a big problem. Hey, even if you take the risk, you have to give it a try..."
"When the rest of the Jinwu Guards from Tianpeng Sutra come to Yongcui Street, the opportunity of Gao's Martial Arts School will no longer be mine."
It will take a hundred days for the scapegoat to grow pig sand again. If you can After refining twenty or thirty pieces of pig grit, he was confident of reaching the second level of Yuan Dan.
Jinwuwei gritted his teeth and cut the ropes around the necks of the seven corpses.
Crack.
As soon as the scapegoat fell, he stood in the martial arts hall with a weird posture.
They stared at Jinwuwei blankly, and then began to actively imitate the latter's movements, but their stiff hands and feet were slightly awkward.
The flesh and bones of the scapegoat squirm.
The appearance is a little closer to that of Jin Wuwei, with malice in his originally cloudy eyes, and a similar aura of internal energy exuding from his body.
The scapegoat will deliberately imitate strangers, and will become an imitator in the Gao Family Martial Arts School.
The seven-headed scapegoats all have hundreds of years of practice, and their every move is indistinguishable from that of the Jinwu Guard.
Jin Wuwei was a little nervous, his internal force activated the secret technique, and his fat meat swelled like air.
In a moment, it transformed into a monster with the head of a 400-pound pig and a human body. The internal force blessed the body and stared at the scapegoat as if facing a formidable enemy.
He knew that the scapegoat of the Gao Family Martial Arts School could only lose his resistance by taking out the pig grit.
If you die, you will become a scapegoat hanging in the martial arts hall, and you will never be reincarnated.
"Protect the vital points and concentrate your internal strength to kill one first..."
"Hey, brother."
"Speaking of which, have the scapegoats of Gao's martial arts school escaped a few times before?"
Jin Wuwei was stunned and looked at him with incredulous eyes. At the door, Shen Lian was seen squatting lazily, looking like he was watching a good show.
"You..."
Jingwuwei took a breath.
At first glance, Shen Lian is just an ordinary mortal, but this is Gaolaozhuang, and Yongcui Street is still deep in Gaolaozhuang.
Even if a mortal enters by mistake, it is impossible to reach Yongcui Street alive.
Jin Wuwei found some clues.
Shen Lian's steps are steady and his energy and blood are restrained. Although he has no internal strength, he has no impact on the resentment of Gao's martial arts school.
"It should be the warriors Zuo Qianhu and the others brought with them when they came to Gaolaozhuang."
"At least a warrior in the fifth realm of Xiantian."
Jin Wuwei reminded in a deep voice: "You can't stay in the Gao Family Martial Arts School for a long time. The corpses hanging in the room are all transformed by ghosts..."
He paused for a few breaths, feeling that Shen Lian was still young and it was a pity to die in the Gao Family Martial Arts School.
"I am Tian Xian, Jinwu Guards Hundred Husband. You retreat to the courtyard for the time being and be on guard. When you leave, I will take you back to the tailor shop."
Tian Xian noticed, Even when Shen Lian heard about ghosts, he never showed any fear.
"Master Tian, please take care of yourself first, they are coming."
As soon as Shen Lian finished speaking, the seven-headed scapegoat rushed towards Tian Xian, biting the latter's flesh with sharp teeth, and kept swallowing. In the belly.
Tian Xian groaned, his fat body resisting the scapegoat.
Shen Lian walked into the martial arts training hall as if there was no one around and muttered to himself: "The internal skills Tian Xian practices are related to Zhu Bajie, and the secret techniques he performs are also a bit like Zhu Bajie's methods."
His impression Among them, Zhu Bajie also has magical powers similar to those of the Heaven and Earth.
Bang bang bang.
One person and seven ghosts are constantly fighting.
Shen Lian looked around at the corpses in the martial arts hall and found that the scapegoat was dressed differently.
The century-old scapegoat released by Tian Xian was dressed in gray and black robes without any patterns. He seemed to be a [registered disciple] of the Gao Family Martial Arts School.
The scapegoat who has been practicing Taoism for 500 years has a robe decorated with landscape patterns and is a [personal disciple].
As for the scapegoat [Teacher Zhou] who has been practicing Taoism for thousands of years, he is not in the martial arts hall.
"The higher the scapegoat's moral character, the more obvious the effect of pig sand."
Shen Lian stretched out, picked up the ghost gourd and drank while watching Tian Xian, and stuffed a handful into his mouth from time to time. Poisonous weeds promote the practice of horizontal training.
The four-door horizontal training is already a small success. It is estimated that after eating the poisonous weeds in the fruit core, it will be completed smoothly.
At the same time, he also practiced the three pillar techniques, and powerful energy was flowing through his meridians, and he had unknowingly reached the level of first glimpse. "I hope the scapegoat can imitate the inner alchemy, otherwise it will be all in vain."
Hiccup.
Shen Lian drank all the medicinal wine and took a few pills into the ghost gourd.
He felt the power of the medicine nourishing his body and soul. The volume of the Yuan Dan was much larger than when he was first promoted. Once it was completely transformed into a physical entity, he could step into the second realm.
“Ahhhh!!!”
Tian Xian was covered in blood and relied on strong medicine to forcibly injure the seven scapegoats. Fortunately, as long as there was a harvest of pig sand, the injuries were not harmful.
He breathed a sigh of relief and looked for Shen Lian's figure out of the corner of his eye.
"You should leave the Gao Family Martial Arts School as soon as possible. Warriors can easily attract the prying eyes of ghosts. Zi Shi on Yongcui Street is safer before Ying Zhenjun arrives. I can guide you in the direction..."< br>
Crack.
The sound of the rope breaking sounded.
Tian Xian's hair stood on end as he noticed that a scapegoat with five hundred years of experience had landed on the ground, and resentment surged in the martial arts hall.
“You are looking for death?!”
Shen Lian stood half a meter away, all his strength had been withdrawn from his dantian.
Only the breath of the three inner elixirs remains.
The scapegoat imitated the inner alchemy technique, and soon a weak force spread out, eager to tear Shen Lian into pieces.
Tian Xian's pupils narrowed.
He cursed a few times inwardly. The scapegoat of five hundred years of Taoism was different. After eating that warrior, if his appetite was still not satisfied, he would probably focus on himself.
"Go crazy, come to Gao Laozhuang to seek death and life!!!"
Tian Xian endured the severe pain and got up, planning to evacuate the martial arts hall immediately. No matter how important the resources are, they cannot be compared. Net worth and life.
The scapegoat has begun to take steps, and a strong resentment rushes towards his face.
Tian Xian looked at the strong man, who was standing motionless, obviously frightened by the five-hundred-year-old ghost.
"You can't bring it upon yourself..."
Qiang.
The extremely bright sword light flashed past.
Tian Xian is over forty years old. He was once a warrior, but by chance, he entered the Tianpeng Sutra and finally left his status as a warrior.
He had never seen such a level of swordsmanship.
Perhaps the other Jinwu Guards may have misunderstood and thought that the sword technique was blessed by secret techniques, but Tian Xian understood that it was the ultimate martial art close to the Tao! !
The true meaning of martial arts! ! !
Nowadays, warriors are all strong men, and they have all become blood-eating flesh-eating bait to attract demons.
How long has it been since the true meaning of martial arts appeared? It not only requires one-in-a-thousand talents, but also a state of mind dedicated to martial arts.
Since Tian Xian learned the Tianpeng Sutra, even though he practices martial arts from time to time, his fist and palm skills have significantly declined, and he relies entirely on his internal strength to exert his power.
The resentment stopped abruptly.
"How is it possible that a warrior... can defeat a five-hundred-year-old demon?"
The scapegoat's head soared into the sky, and the incision was extremely smooth.
Tian Xian subconsciously touched his neck. The true meaning of martial arts gave him an immersive illusion, as if his head had fallen to the ground.
"Hey."
The tip of the bone blade picked up a piece of pig grit.
Shen Lian sheathed the sword, and the pig grit fell lightly into his hand. He then tried to refine it through his spiritual consciousness, and the pig grit shrank little by little.
A strange three-dimensional energy poured into the lower Dantian.
【Three Ways of Inner Alchemy (First Peep)】
"It's really useful."
However, the pig sand is not without its drawbacks. The three powers that ghosts breed are extremely turbid, mixed with a touch of resentment.
If Shen Lian uses pig sand to promote the Yin and Yang Qi piles in his major, it will not only easily affect the foundation, but even pollute the Yuan Dan.
Three inner elixirs are not a problem.
What he wants is for the inner alchemy to be perfected, and other shortcomings can be forgotten. At most, he can spend some energy to get rid of his resentment.
Tian Xian came back to his senses, and belatedly noticed Shen Lian's exposed consciousness.
This warrior turned out to be in the sixth realm of Yuan Dan, but among the thousands of warriors in the Tang Dynasty, there seemed to be only a few who were not in the fifth realm of Xiantian, right?
Even if he was promoted not long ago, he is still the number one warrior.
"Little brother, only the Canopy Sutra can safely refine pig sand. If a warrior has resentment entering his body, his entire body will be completely destroyed."
"I understand."
Shen Lian glanced at Tian Xian and stepped hard with his right foot.
Boom.
The air wave rolled up, and Tian Xian couldn't help but fly out.
Tian Xian heard the roar of the knife, and then a large number of ropes broke in unison, followed by the heavy breathing of hundreds of dead ghosts.
He looked towards the smoke-shrouded martial arts hall.
Tian Xian's expression was astonished. The so-called strongman unexpectedly grew to over three meters tall. His whole body was covered with muscles like rocks, his energy and blood were like a rainbow, and the terrifying pressure felt nothing like that of a warrior.
Immediately afterwards, the scapegoats besieged Shen Lian in unison.
Tian Xian only saw a three-meter figure moving around.
"Martial artist? Could it be that a warrior in the sixth realm of Yuan Dan can awaken some kind of magical power?!!"
Tian Xian's face turned pale, and Shen Lian's presence simply overturned his previous understanding of martial arts.
Both being in the sixth realm of Yuan Dan, he felt that his own strength was far inferior to Shen Lian.
Shouldn’t warriors decline?
"Is there too much noise? Could it be that I want to destroy the entire Gao Family Martial Arts School?"
(End of this chapter)