Wudang Master in The Other World

Chapter 39: Yijin realm

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His face was not red, he was not breathing, and the old man was calm and relaxed, as if the action just now was just a matter of effort, not enough to say: "Boy, how about it?"

After climbing up hard and trying the almost exhausted qi in his body, Wu Ling found that he had no room to resist.

He watched the old man's movements carefully, thinking about everything in his mind, but couldn't think of a good way. The enemy is stronger than him by more than one point or two, so he can only be outsmart, not capable of the enemy. For the current plan, there is only waiting.

The enemy won't move, I won't move. If he wants to kill me, he must come to the front. During this time, he can just accumulate the qi in his body and give him a fatal blow.

Holding his breath, he slowly brought the two cyclones of his chest and abdomen into the right track, even if it only condensed a tiny bit of qi, he would have an extra cost to survive. At this time, life and death are just a matter of breath, and you must not mess yourself up.

Watching the old man walking towards him step by step, Wu Ling raised his heart to his throat. However, he did not take any defensive measures and was overwhelmed by the overwhelming aura of the old man.

Between life and death, he can't make any extra moves. At this time, every bit of power is precious, and premature defense will only waste the qi that has been so hard to accumulate just now.

If it cannot be fatal in one blow, it can only be destroyed.

The old man walked halfway and stopped suddenly! Looking at Wu Ling with a faint smile, there was something strange in his eyes.

There was a chill in Wu Ling's heart! This old man is really a master! He seemed to see that Wu Ling was secretly accumulating strength, and when he moved his body, he happened to stand in the place where Wu Ling stood just now, and in that place, Wu Ling was completely unsure that his attack could reach it.

"Stable mind, good calculation; good at forbearance, not afraid of danger. Coupled with a solid foundation, boy, you can say that you are the first person in the Wufeng Principality, haha, that guy really didn't lie to me!" The old man laughed a lot. Wu Ling felt that the overwhelming sense of oppression around him disappeared and disappeared.

"Boy, ten days later, when the martial arts competition is over, the old man hopes to see you again. If you want to have the power like me one day, you must remember to come to Juxianyuan to find me." In reply, the old man jumped up.

Bang!

A huge force fell on the place where the old man had stood, and a shocking sound followed. The entire yard couldn't bear such a terrifying force and trembled.

The dust is flying, and the rocks are blasting.

The earth was devastated, and a huge crack was torn apart. From a depth of about one meter from the ground, the roaring sound came continuously. In the sky, the old man turned his head and smiled strangely, his eyes dazzling with the sun and the moon.

"Yi Jin! Yi Jin! Sooner or later, I Wu Ling will also cultivate to the Yi Jin stage!" In an instant, such a thought came to Wu Ling's mind.

Looking at the appalling crack on the ground in the distance, Wu Ling struggled and slowly got up. He didn't know the realm of this mysterious old man, but, in his opinion, it should be at least the realm of Yijin. The power of Yijin realm, the power that burst out inadvertently is so powerful.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Ling lay down completely on his back, and now he felt a sense of fear in his heart.

When I was in the realm of leather refining, I could also rely on Wudang's exquisite techniques and the Fengyinglin of the Bone-changing realm to make a few tricks. Although there was a lot of luck in it at that time, there was always no defeat. thorough!

Now that he has cultivated to the third level of Yi Bone, facing the strong in Yi Jin realm, there is no room for resistance at all. This is enough to explain a lot of things.

In this life, it seems that the more you practice, the more difficult it will become, and the gap between every two adjacent realms will become wider and wider. Clenching his fist tightly, Wu Ling planned to cultivate again.

After skipping this section, Wu Ling remembered what the old man said before he left: "That person really didn't lie to me?"

"Who is that person?" Wu Lingyu sat up, "Could it be that every move of his previous cultivation was clearly seen in secret? Who is that person who has such ability. What is that person's intentions? ?"

Secretly searching for people he knew, Wu Ling frowned, and finally two dark eyes lit up, and they were frozen in the hut where Zhang Yiyu was.

"Is it him? Except Yu Yan, the only people I know are the old guys who are mysterious and unclear! Moreover, there has been such a big movement just now, even if it is an ordinary person without the slightest effort. It's time to wake up, this old guy is unmoved at all. Humph, this scene is too fake!"

At this moment, I saw Zhang Yiyu wearing a single coat, yawning and walking out the door. Looking down at Wu Ling, he was shocked and said: "My little ancestor, you have gotten into trouble while practicing, what are you doing lying on the ground for no reason? Huh, why is there a crack in the ground, you made it?"

"Cut, all this is clearly arranged by your old guy, but you just pretend to be a okay person. That's all, since you don't want to talk about it, I won't break it. I want to see, what mystery do you old guy want to do?"

Wu Ling's dark eyebrows trembled, his palms pressed on the ground, and he stood up. His eyes suddenly became muddy, as if he hadn't woken up yet, without even looking at Zhang Yiyu, he turned around and walked back to the room like a zombie. With a "plop", he fell on the bed and fell asleep.

After witnessing the whole process, Zhang Yiyu almost didn't drop his jaw: What's the matter, sleepwalking? No way, this kid has stayed here for more than five months and has never seen him sleepwalking. It's really weird!

On the second day, the old and the young met, Zhang Yiyu folded his face and asked strangely: "Boy, are you sleepwalking?"

"No, how can I sleepwalk?"

"How did the crack in the hospital of the gods come from, and the doctor saw you lying in the yard with his own eyes last night, did he meet a ghost?"

"Oh, maybe this young master is admiring the moonlight!"

"Appreciate the moonlight? What is moonlight? Is it a color?" Zhang Yiyu became more confused as he listened.

"Uh." Wu Ling gave a dry cough before she realized that she had missed her mouth. In this life, where there is a moon, the sky is full of unknown stars. "Old man, I won't talk to you about these unnutritious topics. Go home to find my father, and then go to participate in the martial arts competition!"

After all, without waiting for Zhang Yiyu to reply, he flew out.

"Hey, brat, what is moonlight, you haven't told me yet." Zhang Yiyu followed to the door, facing the flashing shadow in the sky, whispered, "Moonlight, hey, is this also you? Secret?"