Chapter 364 Sun Xiaocao puts himself to death and survives (4k4)
In my mind, that white cocoon seems real and illusory, silently nurturing something.
Until night, Liu Mang, uncharacteristically, did not come out to eat.
Han Han originally wanted to go to Liu Mang, but Han Long said that he might be breaking through in martial arts and was at a critical moment, so he suppressed his thoughts.
The next day, there was still no movement in Liu Mang's house.
On the third day, it was still the same.
By the fourth day, even Han Long couldn't sit still.
After all, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you still need to eat.
What's more, those with strong qi and blood have far greater requirements for dietary supplements than ordinary people.
He and Han Han gently pushed open the door of Liu Mang's house.
I found that the other party had his eyes closed, his expression was peaceful, and his body was naturally sitting cross-legged on the bed. His body was filled with red light, and his whole body was steaming with white air, like a god or a demon.
Seeing this, Han Long and his daughter felt relieved and gently closed the door.
Liu Mang could naturally sense that someone was entering the house, but he could feel that the other person did not mean any harm.
Therefore, he still maintains this extremely mysterious half-asleep and half-awake state, and does not easily exit.
On the fifth day, all the strange phenomena on Liu Mang's body disappeared, and his breathing became vague. Although he had not eaten for several days, his complexion was still as rosy as before.
On the sixth day, Liu Mang's breath gradually became stable, just like a normal person sleeping.
The seventh day, at noon.
A ray of milky white sunlight hit Liu Mang's face from the withered window.
At this time, the white cocoon in his mind finally cracked open with a 'stuck' sound, revealing a black and gold figure.
Liu Mang also suddenly opened his eyes, and two golden lights flashed past.
His heart moved, and the figure in his mind flew out and stood on top of his head.
It was a young eagle the size of a palm.
The young eagle has black and gold feathers, brown holes, and sharp black talons shining with cold light.
Compared with the original goshawk shadow in Mohu, although its size has been reduced a lot.
But the colors are bright, the details are lifelike, and even the veins on the feathers are clearly visible, somewhat similar to the 3D color projection from a previous life.
Under Liu Mang's thoughts, the young eagle flew into the air with a "chirp" sound.
Through its eyes, Liu Mang could even clearly look down and observe the scenes in various areas of the White Jade Gate.
Han Long was leaning on a wooden deck chair and basking in the sun leisurely, Han Han was boxing in another yard nearby, and several unknown thin men in civilian clothes were carefully repairing flower beds...
The young eagle flew higher and higher, and could even see the scene of Xincheng beyond the Baiyu Gate.
People coming and going on the street, vendors selling candied haws and shouting, naughty kids chasing each other in the lanes, scholars stopping at the door of the Red Building...
After flying like this for a while, Liu Mang felt tired.
The young eagle made a 'swish' sound and returned to his mind instantly.
It narrowed its eyes, completely covered its head with its gathered wings, and lay in the void, as if it had entered a state of rest.
Liu Mang couldn't help but smile.
It’s the same as the Demon Lord envisioned.
When the physical body reaches a certain level, it can undergo qualitative changes, thus feeding back the spiritual sense.
He can now feel that his spiritual sense is growing at an extremely subtle speed every moment.
After enough time, you will be able to fully reach the level of a true master.
Of course, now in terms of the quality of spiritual sense, he is already on the same level as the Grandmaster, but it is still lacking in terms of total quantity.
Liu Mang looked at the attribute column:
[Name: Liu Mang]
【Lifespan:19/140】
[Realm: Secondary Bone Forging (External)]
[Skills: Chizhu Kung Fu (sixth level 800/), Man Niu Jin (sixth level 500/), Tiger Demon Kung Fu (sixth level (600/) (External Skill 54/54)... Tianying Sword Technique (Tong)
The external strength changed qualitatively during the forty-nine overlays, so Liu Mang simply added all the remaining weights.
It has now reached the fifty-fourth level, which I believe is absolutely unprecedented.
Life expectancy has also jumped, directly increased by ten years to 140 years old.
According to the information he collected, many famous celebrities would not live to this age.
After he learns internal skills, Liu Mang is confident that he can completely surpass the Demon Lord.
Thinking of this, Liu Mang sat up and walked out of the room.
'Gu...'
At this time, a strong sense of hunger hit me like a landslide and a tsunami.
Liu Mang's expression changed and he went directly to Bai Yumen's kitchen.
The newly recruited cook had just boiled about two hundred cabbage and pork dumplings and put them on a sieve to dry.
When Liu Mang saw it, he ate it without any ceremony.
Under the dumbfounded gaze of the cook, he ate all the dumplings.
If this was not enough, I also finished the half-pot of old rice left over from yesterday and the braised pork in an iron basin.
In this way, he finally ate half full.
"Liu Mang, are you awake?" Han Han and Han Long heard the noise and rushed over with concern.
Seeing the messy kitchen, Han Han laughed and said, "You can eat better than a pig."
Liu Mang ignored her and said to Han Long: "Gang leader, I'm going to the Four Sacred Mountains soon. You must be careful here and try to return to the mall as early as possible. There will be people there to take care of you."
Han Long looked solemn: "Tieniu, the Four Sacred Mountains have become a place of right and wrong, and the risks are unpredictable. You must be careful when you go and don't push yourself."
Liu Mang nodded and asked the cook to serve him a large bowl of clear soup noodles.
After eating three times, five times and two times, he hurriedly left the Baiyu Gate and hurried towards the direction of the Four Sacred Mountains.
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Four Sacred Mountains.
After the news came out that Grandmaster Xiaguang Taoist was going to face off against the world's best master Kong Huameng.
The entire Four Sacred Mountains suddenly became more lively than ever before.
Every day, a large number of people from the martial arts community go up the mountain. Some of them come to watch the battle between the masters, and many of them come to help the Four Sacred Mountains.
Ba Jian Zong has done many evil things, which has long aroused public outrage in the world, and everyone has to punish him.
The day before the decisive battle, the flow of people in the Four Sacred Mountains reached its peak, with an endless stream of people coming and going.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! A number of top sects and elders from aristocratic families have arrived one after another.
Among them are: the head of the Xuantian Sword Sect of the ten major sects and his disciples, the abbot of the Taoist Temple of the ten major sects and a group of monks in the temple, Lu Gaoyang, the master of the Handcheng Sword Sect of the ten major sects, and a group of disciples.
The owner of the famous sword villa and all the major swordsmiths, Ji Congjing, the contemporary descendant of the Ji family, the advocate of the old palace of Xinghai Lake Yulong Palace, the abbot of Kuhai Temple, the Taoist priest of Baishan Longya Temple, the Hehuan Sect...
Even the Qiang people in the Western Regions, the Hu people in the Northern Desert, the barbarians in the southern Xinjiang, and the small countries in the sea all sent people.
Yin Tianfeng, the leader of Qinglong Peak, and Xie Shiguang, the leader of the Four Saints Sect, are responsible for receiving the leaders of the major forces.
A group of elders gathered in the main hall of Xuanwu Peak of the Four Sacred Sects to discuss tomorrow's grandmaster battle.
The main hall is extremely spacious and bright, with candles, bonsais and sandalwood burning everywhere.
"Xie Zongzong, don't worry. If the master takes action, Kong Huameng will undoubtedly die, and the Four Sacred Sect will naturally survive this disaster safely!" Tao Yiyi, the abbot of Lantao Temple, clasped his hands and consoled him kindly.
Xie Shiguang, the leader of the Four Saints Sect, is a short, fat and kind old man. At this time, his brows were frowning. Hearing this, he smiled bitterly: "I hope so."
"With so many heroes like us, even if Taoist Master Tomorrow Xiaguang fails to catch him and everyone swarms up, can't he kill Kong Huameng?" The deputy sect leader of Hehuan Sect, Huanxi Buddha Alucci, spoke very fiercely.
"Yes, as the saying goes, two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands. There are so many masters on the scene, and he will be piled up to death. There won't be any accidents!" the purple-eyed old monster of the Huangquan sect said in a sinister voice.
"Hmph, you think of people at the master level too simply!" the old advocate of Yulong Palace, Zhu Feng, looked disdainful.
Seeing that everyone was glaring at him, he gently stroked his beard and said calmly, "But with my help, Xiaguang cannot lose, and naturally there is no need for you to take action."
Although Zhang Zhufeng's words were arrogant, his purpose for coming was the same as everyone else's. In addition to his high seniority, seniority, and profound skills, no one cared about him at this time.
The martial arts giants gathered at the scene, all here to deal with Kong Huameng. Together with the grandmaster who had not yet appeared, it can be said that they gathered more than half of the world's power.
Everyone was infected by the atmosphere, and they were all confident and optimistic.
But the two famous figures from the Four Saints Sect still had worried eyes, with thoughts flashing in their eyes.
In the palace at the top of Zhuque Peak.
Hua Chuanlin, the remaining famous disciple of the Four Sacred Sect, and his disciple Sun Xiaocao, looked extremely serious at this moment, looking at each other without giving an inch.
"Have you really thought about it?" Hua Chuanlin said solemnly.
"Yeah!" Sun Xiaocao nodded sharply, "Master, you said that you can't place all your hopes on others.
If the grandmaster fails to come, or if the grandmaster loses the competition, then won’t our Four Saint Sect be wiped out? All senior brothers, senior sisters, and uncles and masters will die.”
"In that case, what's the point of Uncle Ciyue's sacrifice?"
Hearing this, Hua Chuanlin's two eyebrows were already twisted together, extremely tangled.
He originally mentioned this method to Sun Xiaocao.
But when the time came, Sun Xiaocao decisively agreed, but he hesitated.
I don’t know if it’s worth doing this. After all, the sacrifice is too great.
"Your talent is rare in ancient times. If you practice martial arts normally and down-to-earth, you will be able to become a master sooner or later.
At that time, we can lead our Four Sacred Sect back to its position as the number one sect in the world.
However, if the method of transferring power is used, the risk is extremely high and the danger is extremely high. If the meridians cannot support it, the meridians may rupture, or the body may explode and die.
The most important thing is that this quick method has huge hidden dangers. Even if everything goes well now, it is very likely that the martial arts will stagnate in the future and it will be difficult to advance to that supreme realm!"
"If there is no present, how can we talk about the future?" Sun Xiaocao said firmly, shaking his head, "I'm just worried that the bodies of the seniors in the sect will be affected after the skills are passed on..."
"You don't have to worry about us!"
An old voice sounded, and then a white-haired old man walked straight out of the door.
His face was wrinkled, his eyes were yellow, and his whole body exuded the lifeless aura of twilight.
But his cultivation level is extremely advanced. He has reached the peak of the fifth level and is only one step away from entering the realm of fame.
"I'm an old bone, and I don't have much time left to live.
If I only lose one of my skills, but can continue the glory of our Four Saints Sect for hundreds of years, then I will die well and have no regrets!" the old man said with emotion.
"That's right! Everyone is destined to die. It's just a matter of dying early and dying late to see if it's a worthwhile death!" Another old woman, leaning on a cane, also walked into the hall tremblingly.
The skin on her face was like chicken skin, hanging loosely.
Looking at his age, he is actually a bit older than the old man just now.
This is not over yet.
After them, more than ten old men walked in one after another.
The aura on each person's body has at least the fourth level of peak cultivation, and most of them have the fifth level of peak cultivation.
And the expressions on their faces are also different.
Some have indifferent smiles, some have serious faces, some have dull eyes, and some have blank faces.
The only thing that was the same was that no one showed even a hint of fear.
"It doesn't matter if we die, but we can't harm the hope of this sect, the immortal seedlings that are rare to see in a thousand years!" The old man who walked in first looked around and smiled at everyone.
Others nodded.
Hua Chuanlin clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Brothers and uncles, I'm sorry to trouble you!"
Sun Xiaocao knelt down respectfully, wanting to kowtow to the teachers and thank them.
Before he could take action, he was pulled up by someone.
This was a tall old man. He laughed and said: "My name is Chen Xiangchan. If I die here today, just give me a stick of incense every year from now on! Little girl, do you remember this?"
After saying that, without waiting for Sun Xiaocao to respond, he took her arm and flew up.
The two flew directly to the futon under the statue of the Patriarch in the center of the hall.
The tall old man breathed out the wind from his palm, and Sun Xiaocao's body quickly turned in a circle, and then a pair of old palms quickly pressed against her back.
"Concentrate your mind, keep your energy in your Dantian, circulate your mind, and soar through the nine heavens..."
The old man's voice suddenly sounded in the empty hall.
Then the billowing true energy in his body flowed into Sun Xiaocao's body steadily and continuously, like water from a gate.
Sun Xiaochuan's skin, which was originally as white as jade, instantly turned rosy.
It is getting redder and redder, like a cooked crab, and billowing white steam is escaping from the whole body.
At the same time, her aura quickly rose to the level of the middle of the fifth floor from the time she first entered the fifth floor.
On the contrary, the old man's face became paler and his appearance became more and more withered.
Not counting this, a faint bird-like shadow then emerged from the old man's body and flew into Sun Xiaocao's head.
Sun Xiaocao felt as if he had arrived in an inexplicable space.
Only two beams of light were projected, one beam shone on her body, and one beam shone on the tall old man's body.
Other areas are completely dark, and you can't see your fingers when you reach out.
"I will only practice the Hundred Birds Fist for you once, so please watch it carefully!"
After the old man finished speaking, he punched forward with a "whoosh" sound.
"A blockbuster!"
Then came the second punch, soaring into the sky.
"The eagle strikes the sky!"
…
The last punch turned into countless phantoms.
"A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix!"
Every punch seemed to be the condensed effort of his life.
Every move hit Sun Xiaocao's heart.
This made her understanding of the martial arts in the sect more profound.
The phantom of the Suzaku in my mind seemed to have received nutritional supplements from the air and was growing at an extremely terrifying speed.
I do not know how long it has been.
'puff!'
The old man suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, his face turned rosy, and he staggered away.
The second old man quickly took his place.
He flew behind Sun Xiaocao and transferred his lifelong skills to her.
"My name is Lu Xuexing! If you die today, remember to put a pot of sake in front of my grave every year. I will drink it even in the underworld, haha!"
However, he hadn't even breathed five breaths before he started teaching the exercises.
The old man who was the first to leave just now slammed his body straight into the ground while he was still walking!
Although he was supported by others, his eyes could never be opened.
Two lines of clear tears flowed down from the corners of Sun Xiaocao's tightly closed eyes.
But her aura was still growing, and she continued to move forward from the middle of the fifth floor to the top without stopping at all.
Behind the old man, there were more than a dozen people waiting quietly.
…
Time passes by bit by bit.
The second day soon came, which was also ten days after the agreement between Kong Huameng and the Four Saints Sect.
Early in the morning, there were already huge crowds of people on the Four Sacred Mountains.