Chapter 5 What kind of immortal cultivation is this?
"This name does not suit my character at all!"
The sun shone on his cheeks, and Zhang Youde squatted in the coffin with a look of disgust on his face.
He raised his head ninety degrees, looked up at the vast sky, his mind was extremely broad, and his nameless heroic spirit suddenly arose. He clenched his fists and was full of passion to compete with God!
Zhang Youde had a look on his face and solemnly put his hand on Taishang's shoulder and patted him hard: "Brother Taishang, we can live like rubbish, but we can't learn rubbish exercises."
"Old monsters like us should at least learn a few books, such as the Book of Poisons of the Heavenly Lord, the Secret Records of Life and Death... and a series of other techniques with fancy names that make people feel awesome once they hear them.
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"This is just barely, and it suits our identities. As for the content, these are not important."
"..."
Time seems to stand still.
‘Hey~’
His Majesty's gray eyes were filled with ripples, and he suddenly let out a long and long sigh that flowed with the wind!
With a wave of his hand, the ghostly talismans in front of him were scattered.
A question comes to mind: What should I do if my child is too picky?
The prince looked at his right hand, his gray eyes were full of coldness, and his temperament suddenly changed like a thousand-year glacier, freezing the world.
His whole body was filled with the dangerous aura of death.
In the blink of an eye, the temperature changes suddenly!
It was obviously a sunny day with mild sunshine and comfortable temperature, but inside this large coffin, it was as biting as entering a glacier.
The Supreme Being just stood there quietly, watching Zhang Youde become ill.
suddenly...
The Qi and blood throughout the body are surging, white steam is erupting from the whole body, the muscles are congested, and the internal organs are buzzing like the thunder of a tiger and a leopard.
There is also a big dragon on the spine supporting the sky, integrating the energy of the whole body into one, and the power flows through the whole body and is integrated.
There is a stream of wonderful spiritual energy in the body that merges from the Dantian into the right palm that is as white as snow.
A mysterious white cyclone appeared from the Supreme Right Palm.
"Zizzizi..."
In this white cyclone, you can actually see traces of thunder and lightning meandering, which is extremely strange!
Taishang followed the thunderbolt palm in his memory and began to circulate the meridians, dance fixed movements, and his body began to move in coordination.
I saw Taishang stretching his arms, performing a big split followed by a Thomas pirouette...
The body turns over and another golden hook hangs upside down, and the golden rooster becomes independent.
In the end, his legs glared, and the mud and stone ground was crushed by the fierce force, and rushed into the sky, spinning 360 degrees. And with every dance move the Supreme Master made, the white cyclone in his right hand became larger and larger.
Until Taishang completed the last action, the cyclone also expanded to a limit.
A wave of palm...
Next second!
"Kacha"
The mysterious white cyclone turned into a thunderbolt and a large white handprint, which hit Zhang Youde's head like a mortar...on the coffin next to him.
"boom!"
Like thunder on the ground, like explosives exploding!
The huge coffin was hit by the violent thunderbolt palm prints, and it shattered inch by inch!
The air was still filled with charred black smoke.
In an instant!
Sawdust flew into the air, and pieces of hard nanmu broke into pieces, disintegrating into debris and rushing in all directions, stirring endlessly.
The huge coffin was directly exploded by a palm.
Many valuable calligraphy and paintings, as well as fragile porcelain, were also directly killed in the battle, and only some gold jewelry survived.
"Look at the sky, is this the thunderbolt palm of the Tathagata?"
Zhang Youde was stunned, his eyes were so round that they were about to fall off his face, and his mouth was so big that he could swallow a large grenade.
Seeing this, the Supreme Being nodded with satisfaction.
Experience from past lives is indeed very useful. What should I do if my child is too naughty?
Just give it a good beating and scare it. As long as it doesn't die, you can do whatever you want.
"Quack quack..."
Several crows were frightened by the loud noise and almost suffered a myocardial infarction. They waved their black wings and quickly moved away from this ghost place without a trace.
Suddenly, Zhang Youde no longer had the obstruction of the coffin, and his field of vision broadened dozens of times.
Thousands of meters away, you can have an unobstructed view of the colorful rolling hills and dense forests...
"Plop!"
Zhang Youde collapsed to the ground.
His back was soaked, his heart was beating violently, and he looked at him with dark pupils. The Taishang, a man of few words, was full of resentment: "...you scared the baby to death."
The Supreme Being ignored Zhang Youde.
"Um....."
"Yes, the power of this palm strike is not bad, but it consumes too much, and only less than two-thirds of the spiritual energy is saved in the Dantian!"
"And the most important thing is" the Supreme Leader looked at the sky, a little worried.
"This dance method of Xuanwu from another world... is outrageous!"
"You have to dance to get the power. If you don't finish the dance, you won't even be able to use the thunderbolt palm."
"Even if you don't jump, the white cyclone will bite you back. At worst, your blood will flow backwards and you will fall to the ground. At worst, you will go crazy and go straight back to your hometown to die in your country and report again."
"The problem is huge." Taishang was full of thoughts and had a serious face. This was far from the Kung Fu moves he had imagined.
"When masters compete with each other, one second is enough to decide the outcome. In a life-and-death fight, dance first?"
"What the hell???"
Zhang Youde was also speechless. He shared the same memory as the Supreme Being: "This otherworldly painting style is really not serious."
Zhang Youde has already imagined in his mind the strange scene of him meeting Ye Lan, the protagonist of Destiny, and then having a dance without saying anything...
"What kind of immortality is this?"
"However, there is a saying. Although the name of the thunderbolt palm is very crude and it is embarrassing when it is performed, it is very powerful. One palm can kill a cow."
Zhang Youde and the Supreme Being had the same mind, and they were both assessing the shortcomings of the dance.
a long time……
"Youde, let's go, let's finish the mission." The Supreme Master turned around and walked slowly down the mountain.
"coming"
Zhang Youde stood up with a cry, grabbed a few pieces, and put the remaining gold jewelry into his pocket.
After thinking for a while, he grabbed a remaining roasted sheep head and a piece of fruit, ate them and hurried towards the direction of Taishang.
The scorching sun rises like fire in the sky, radiating its passion to its fullest.
It was cloudless and the sky was so blue that there was no stain at all.
The mountain road is muddy. The road down the mountain from the cemetery is extremely difficult to walk. Every step leads to a big mud hole.
Zhang Youde, who has a mortal body, walked very hard and was very tired, but with the help of the Supreme Being, he was not injured.
The two of them faced the desolate vegetation and muddy land and headed straight towards the Renwu City.
But after going down the mountain, I found that the test had just begun.
The jungle is dense and the treetops cover the sky. It is extremely difficult to identify the direction. It is easy to lose sight of the direction from east to west.
The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting golden light. Covered by thick vegetation, dangers are almost everywhere in the forest.
Zhang Youde and the Supreme Being felt as if they had entered a new world since they descended the mountain and entered the jungle...
There are colorful flowers, trees, fungi and mushrooms everywhere, the black soil is muddy and humid, and the air temperature is sultry.
The two of them seemed to have entered the most primitive forest.