The sawdust quickly scattered to the ground in the wind, flying like catkins.
Taoist Wuya's eyes widened and he stuttered in surprise. He said: "You...you...have your cultivation level recovered?"
Chu Cheng shook his head and looked around. After seeing a big stone, he walked to the big stone in a few steps. Without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand and punched out again.
With this punch, there was another roar. With a bang, the big stone immediately fell apart and turned into small pieces of stone falling to the ground.
Chu Cheng looked down at his clenched fist. Except for some gray dust traces, there was no sign of damage to the flesh. He didn't feel any pain when he hit this hard object with his flesh and blood body.
"I have not recovered my cultivation. This is just the power of the physical body." Chu Cheng turned to look at Taoist Wuya and said: "Although the magic power cannot be used in this world, the strength of the physical body is still there. If it weren't for that woman's blow,
Even if it hits me, I won’t notice it.”
"The power of the physical body?" Upon hearing this, Dao Zun Wuya's eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt excited in his heart.
At the second step, the body is no longer a mortal body, but a mysterious body, an immortal body.
Taoist Wuya quickly found a tree, strode forward, and punched out with excitement. The next moment, he felt a tearing pain.
The big tree did not fall apart as expected, nor did it even sway slightly.
Taoist Wuya used the swollen fist of his other hand and cursed: "You fooled me, the old man, you are really heartless!"
His mysterious body is just like his mortal body in this world. The fact that this punch hurt his body proves this.
Chu Cheng was stunned for a moment and then said: "It's impossible. I only relied on my body to escape the previous killing disaster. You also saw that my punch did smash the tree and the stone. This can't be done.
Fake."
With that said, Chu Cheng walked directly to a big stone fifty steps away.
This large stone is as tall as a person, and has a head longer than Chu Cheng's body. It is three feet long and one foot wide.
Chu Cheng put his hands on both sides of the big stone and lifted it up with a soft cry. He saw the big stone shaking, being pulled up along with the mud, and being lifted above his head.
"Fellow Taoist Wuya, come and try." Chu Cheng held up the big stone and didn't feel it weighed much. It was just as heavy as holding a bowl of water.
"...."
Seeing this scene, Taoist Wuya opened his eyes wide and took a breath. He said: "This huge stone weighs at least ten tons. Do you want to crush me to death?"
"If you really can't hold on, then I will take action of course. Come and try. If you don't come, then I will just throw it over." Chu Cheng looked at Taoist Wuya and said seriously.
"You...are trying to kill me, the old man." Taoist Wuya's face was extremely ugly. You were forcing him to lift this huge stone. Otherwise, he would just throw it over and crush it to a pulp.
Taoist Wuya walked up to Chu Cheng and raised his hands. He emphasized again and again: "Remember what you said. If the old man can't hold it anymore, take action immediately."
Chu Cheng nodded and said, "Are you ready? I'm going to let go."
Before Taoist Wuya could speak, Chu Cheng had already retreated. After the boulder lost its support, it suddenly pressed down.
In just a moment, Taoist Wuya felt a huge mountain hit him directly. His body was hit by the earthquake and he knelt down directly.
"Boy Chu! My waist!"
There was a crisp cracking sound, Taoist Wuya's face turned red and veins appeared. He gritted his teeth and cried.
The huge boulder above fell down, and Taoist Wuya's support had no resistance at all. As long as one more breath passed, once the whole stone fell on Taoist Wuya, he would be crushed to death.
The next moment, Taoist Wuya felt the strong force suppressing his body dissipate, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Cheng caught the boulder and pushed it aside. He said, "It seems you really can't catch it."
Taoist Wuya pressed his waist and screamed out in pain. After the redness on his face subsided, he turned pale, with large drops of cold sweat rolling down his face.
"They say I can't bear it, but you still don't believe it. My waist... If my lower body is disabled, how will the old man find his wife in the future?"
Chu Cheng nodded, feeling that what Taoist Wuya said made sense. He said: "If your lower body is really disabled, then I will find seven or eight old women to serve you. Anyway, that woman gave me ten taels of money.
That’s enough to buy seven or eight old ladies to be your wives.”
"Bah! I am the supreme power. Of course I want a flower girl who is like jade, how can I be an old woman? To say the least, even if they are not as beautiful as flowers and jade, can those old women still have babies? Stop making sarcastic remarks and help me.
A handful."
Chu Cheng smiled and nodded, stretched out his hand to help Wuya Dao Zun, and without him paying any attention, he put his hand on his waist and pressed hard.
With this press, Taoist Wuya screamed again and broke out in cold sweat. But at the next moment, Taoist Wuya showed a comfortable expression again, narrowed his eyes, slightly exposed his black and yellow teeth, and spat out
There is a fishy stench in your mouth, and you will feel as refreshed as possible.
"Harder, harder!"
When Chu Cheng saw this appearance, which was as vulgar as it could be, he quickly took a step back.
Without support, Taoist Wuya was unsteady and faced the ground. He fell heavily and gnawed all over the ground.
"Damn it! Boy Chu!" Taoist Wuya raised his head with disheveled hair, as angry as he wanted.
"Your waist has healed. Let's get back to the topic." Chu Cheng reached out and touched his nose to cover up his embarrassment. Then he said seriously: "Fellow Taoist Wuya, have you ever learned the art of body refining?"
Taoist Wuya twisted his waist and found that it no longer hurt. Then he replied: "The art of body refining is just a small way. What's the use of practicing it? It's better to use a palm to create a great magical power, and it will be wiped out with a wave of your hand.
It’s so refreshing. Besides, after entering the Xuan Realm, it’s Xuan Ti. Is there any body refining technique in this world that, after it’s completed, can be as good as Xuan Ti?”
There are body-refining techniques in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, but most of them are inferior physical techniques. Naturally, Taoist Wuya will not spend the time to learn them.
Chu Cheng nodded and said: "No wonder you can't break the tree and lift the stone."
"What do you mean?" Taoist Wuya is, after all, the number one person in the Cangyun Heavenly Destruction Realm. His natural talents are extraordinary and his understanding is also the best. How could he not understand the meaning of these words?
Chu Cheng nodded again and said: "Yes, the reason why I can smash that tree, that stone, and lift this ton of weight is all because of my body refining technique."
Xuanhuang Immortality came from the Taichu Stone. Presumably, it was that supreme being, that indescribable person who had learned the skills that were forcibly instilled in him by Senior Xueyao when he was in trouble.
This can be said to be the supreme method, surpassing almost all techniques in the world. It is difficult to find a pair of hands that can compare with it.
His Xuanhuang Immortal body was refined in the Canghai Mirror with a hardness of Xuanjie, and it was already twenty turns. Although it was not blessed by two bodies, this physical body was stronger than the mysterious body of a strong person in the Xuanzhao Realm.
"It must be because I have cultivated Xuan Huang Immortality. Fortunately, when I was going through the Xuan Tribulation, I refined my body and reached this level of strength. Even if I can't use Xuan Li, I can still fight with the Xuanzhao Realm monks here."
"Oh my God, if the old man had known that we would be in such a miserable situation today, he would have collected books one by one and learned from them. He wouldn't have lived such a miserable life in the past hundred years." Taoist Wuya took a deep breath, full of regret.
But he thought of something else, and his face suddenly turned to joy. He said: "You have such great strength, even the Kaichen monks can't hurt you in the slightest. With you here, we can be considered safe."
Chu Cheng nodded and said: "Although I didn't fight against the monk Xuanzhao, I think if we were up close, I would be 80% sure to kill him."
"I seem to have seen the moment when we went out. It was really a blessing after all the hardships. God has the vision to send you to me. No matter what, I will never let go of your thighs, old man."
Chu Cheng smiled and said: "Let's go, Miss Mo must be waiting alone. Seeing that you and I haven't come back for a long time, we will be anxious."
With that said, Chu Cheng turned around and walked back the way he came. After walking halfway, he felt the coolness on his lower body. He suddenly thought that he was naked and stopped quickly.
Although Mo Xiaoba is only eleven or twelve years old, she has lived a hard life since she was a child, and her temperament is naturally much more precocious than girls of the same age. She knows the difference between men and women, otherwise she would not be able to save money for a dowry.
It's better not to let Mo Xiaoba see his appearance.
"Fellow Taoist Wuya, look at my appearance. I can't just go back like this, right? Why don't you go get me some clothes first." Chu Cheng thought for a while, turned around and said.
Taoist Wuya stopped for a moment and said: "What's the big deal? In the summer, old man, I was still shirtless in front of Xiaoba. How can a little girl have so many thoughts?"
Chu Cheng listened and was silent for a while. Just as he was about to speak, Master Jian, who had not spoken for a long time, said something unexpectedly.
"Wuya Taoist Master, to put it bluntly, you are an old man after all. Miss Mo will naturally not think anything when she looks at her. But Chu Cheng is different. He is also a hot-blooded young man. Look at this appearance.
How many people can you find in this world who can match this handsome figure? Don't you worry that your girl will be seduced by him when she sees his body?"
"..."
Taoist Wuya and Chu Cheng were both stunned.
"The old man's appearance a hundred years ago could rival him." Taoist Wuya took a deep breath and retorted.
"It's comparable, but so what? Just take a pee and take a look at yourself to see how bad you are."
"this....."
The old man was startled. After a while, he walked aside, unbuttoned his belt, and a hot pee fell on the ground. He squatted down, looked at the wet ground, tilted his head and said
: "I can't see it, what's wrong with it?"
The old man stood up, showing his bad teeth and said: "After all, you have the foundation of the past. I am afraid you have never seen such a good-looking old man. Even if I, Taoist Wuya, are old now, I am still very elegant. If I smile,
With just a slight raise of the corner of my mouth, it is like the flowing breeze of March blowing on the faces of those beauties, and it can go straight to the bottom of their hearts and make them deeply fascinated by me."
"Believe it or not, I will arrive in town in a few days. I will look for a woman in her twenties and thirties to be Xiaoba's grandmother?"
"Master Jian has lived for countless years, and I have never seen you so thick-skinned." Master Jian clicked his tongue and said, "Master Jian, I don't know whether you are looking for something or not. But Master Jian knows,
Chu Cheng's appearance will definitely make that little girl's heart flutter with love."
"Have you forgotten? What did the little girl say that day in the ruined temple?"
"What did you say?" Taoist Wuya tilted his head and asked in confusion.
"What did you say? Haha, Master Jian heard it clearly that day. That little girl asked you if you entered the immortal sect, will your future husband be as good-looking as Mr. Chu?" Master Jian let out a long sigh:
"This is obviously based on Chu Cheng's appearance. No one can tell whether the little girl subconsciously regards Chu Cheng as her future husband."
After saying this, Taoist Wuya was really frightened. He couldn't help but take a breath of cool air and said: "Young boy Chu is indeed handsome and a handsome man. But old man, my standard for choosing a grandson-in-law is still far behind."
.”
"Just wait for me! The old man will get you some clothes soon."
After saying that, dust and smoke started to rise on the ground. Taoist Wuya ran forward without looking back. He was afraid that Chu Cheng would reach Mo Xiaoba earlier than him.
"There are some things you should not say nonsense." Chu Cheng said calmly. Although he had not spoken before, he was a little angry in his heart.
Mr. Jian snorted and said: "Who made this old man Wuya so indelible? Back in Canghaijing, he was very decisive in killing. Over the past hundred years, he has been completely changed beyond recognition."
Chu Cheng shook his head and looked down at his body again. There were all the black marks left by the fireworks. He was walking along the faint sound of running water.
When he passed the corpses, he realized that he didn't need Taoist Wuya to get the clothes, there were them here.
Although these corpses were all killed by being penetrated through the chest, it was condensed by water, and the damage to these clothes was just a small hole. If they could be mended, they could still be worn.
Moreover, the material of these clothes is more than a little better than the linen clothes that Taoist Wuya bought for a few pennies each.
Although these were the clothes of the deceased, Chu Cheng did not have the slightest scruple. As a powerful man, he was naturally not afraid of such rumors. He knelt down and started to pick them off.
"Perhaps Taoist Wuya has misunderstood the cultivation system of Fang Tiandi. These are not comparable to the second-step system." Chu Cheng looked down at the six corpses on the ground and said.
"These can only be understood after coming into contact with the cultivation system here."
After getting the six pieces of clothes, Chu Cheng walked through a bush and came to a stream and started washing them.
The burnt blackness was so thick that I had to clean it many times until the area around the stream where I was standing was dyed inky black before I walked out.
After Chu Cheng put on one piece of clothing, he washed and wrung out the other five pieces.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and saw that there was still no shout from Taoist Wuya, so he walked back the way he came.
Chu Cheng saw that there was still no one at the place where the two separated, so after thinking about it, he decided to go back the same way.
After walking a hundred meters, Chu Cheng suddenly heard rustling noises around him, so he stopped and looked around.
Finally, his eyes fell on a big tree less than three feet away from him.
This big tree is blocked by a slightly taller tree, which is difficult to detect unless you look carefully.
Chu Cheng walked more than ten steps forward. After passing the front tree, he saw the one hidden inside.
That tree was covered by a pile of weeds. As Chu Cheng stepped out again, there was movement in the pile of weeds again.
Chu Cheng stopped and thought of what Taoist Wuya had said before, so he opened his mouth and said, "Miss Mo?"
As he finished speaking, a hand as tender as an onion stretched out and pushed away the weeds everywhere.
Chu Chengzheng saw Mo Xiaoba getting out of it.
"Brother Chu, I have been waiting for you for so long. I finally remembered to come back. These... clothes of yours?" Mo Xiaoba saw Chu Cheng wearing clothes again and asked.
The material of this dress is of the highest quality at first glance, and it cannot be determined without a few taels of silver.
Chu Cheng smiled and said: "This was thrown on the road by others. I saw that it could still be worn, so I picked it up and wore it. There are five more pieces left. After they are dry, I have to trouble Miss Mo to help sew them up."
Mo Xiaoba groaned, stood on tiptoe and looked behind Chu Cheng. Then he said, "Where is Grandpa Wuya?"
"he......"
Chu Cheng was about to speak when he heard footsteps from behind. When he turned around, he saw an old man running over in a panic.
"No! No! That thief ran away with a salute!"
"Run away?" Chu Cheng was startled and said, "When you came, didn't you tie up the donkey?"
Taoist Wuya panted and ran to Chu Cheng and said, "I forgot about it for a while. Originally, the old man thought that after we had been together for three months, we had feelings. Unexpectedly, he disappeared."
When Mo Xiaoba heard this, he was so angry that he looked very ugly. The changes of clothes and the dry food for the journey were all on the donkey cart.
Chu Cheng shook his head and said: "If I run away, I will run away. Anyway, I just wanted to kill the donkey and have a good meal. It can be regarded as replenishing my health."
"Zai, why do you want to kill? Now that the donkey is gone, how can we go on our way? What are you doing here, not looking for it?" Mo Xiaoba was so angry that he almost cried.
Chu Cheng smiled and explained: "This donkey travels too slowly. Originally, we had no money to buy a horse, so we had to give up and choose a donkey. Now we have ten taels of gold, not to mention one horse, even two.
You can also buy it.”
Mo Xiaoba was stunned when he heard this and said: "Ten taels of gold... did you bring this money?"
"Young man Chu is right. The old man was so anxious that he almost forgot about it."
Taoist Wuya suddenly became dejected and took out a piece of gold from his arms, which made Mo Xiaoba stare blankly.
"Earlier, there were bandits blocking the way of the wealthy family. Chu Boy and I drew our swords to help, and then we repelled the bandits. The wealthy family was grateful and rewarded the twelve taels of gold." Dao Zun Wuya explained.
Taoist Wuya would not tell Mo Xiaoba in detail about the funeral expenses.
"Let's go, there must be a town nearby. Go buy a horse and make a measuring carriage."
They searched all the way and finally found a town after five days. They exchanged one hundred and fifty-six taels of silver at the bank. They then used 48 taels to buy a carriage.
After replenishing clothes, quilts, food and water, we continued on our way.
........
Time passed, and another five months passed.
In the past five months, there has been no moonlight in Damang Mountain, only a few sparse dark stars, and the night is terrifyingly gloomy.
After all, it is a wilderness. In addition to guarding against bandits and bandits, we also need to be wary of wild beasts. Therefore, after dinner at night, Chu Cheng, who can now fight with the Xuanzhao realm monks, will keep watch during the day.
Take another break.
In the fourth month, Chu Cheng and others entered a city and stayed there.
This city is full of people, and it is considered wealthy in a poor place like Damang Mountain.
The street was very lively today. There were almost a hundred pedestrians gathered around.
There was a sound of gongs and drums.
"Dear neighbors! Today, we are going to perform a performance of breaking a big rock from the chest. You see, old man, if I hit it with the hammer, even a cow will be killed."
There was an old man, holding a sledgehammer, and he hit the ground with all his strength. It immediately shook. A deep pit was made in the ground.
"If this guy hits someone, why don't you die?" pedestrians exclaimed.
"Dear neighbors! Dear brothers and sisters, we are people in the world, and we work so hard just for the sake of traveling. Those who are rich are here to support us, and those who have no money are here to support us!"
A girl held a gong and drum and struck together again.
"Okay! I'll let you see Zhengzong's chest shattered into pieces."
The old man swung the sledgehammer hard and hit the stone on the chest of a white-haired man lying on the ground.
With one blow, the white-haired man's body suddenly shook. The stone slab on his chest was directly knocked into five halves, and the hammer head hit his chest directly.
This scene caused many people to exclaim, and some women even closed their eyes in fear for fear of causing harm to their lives.
The next moment, the white-haired man stood up, patted his chest, and swept away the dust.
"Look! No one was hurt! Next, we have to perform, stabbing the throat with a spear!" The old man laughed and winked at the girl holding the gongs and drums.
The girl nodded, played the gong and drum, and walked in front of the crowd with her concave side.
"Good! Wonderful!"
After a round of applause, several copper plates were thrown into the gongs and drums.
The girl stood for a long time, but she still had the same few coins. Except for the rewards from the previous people, no one gave them anymore.
"Damn it! It's only seven coins, it's not enough to buy a bowl of good wine." The old man kept staring at the gongs and drums, cursing in his heart, but there was still a smile on his face.
"The next step is to stab the back with a spear, which is even more dangerous. If you are not careful, white will go in and red will come out!"
The old man put down the sledgehammer in his hand, picked up a sharp spear from the side, picked up a piece of meat, threw it into the air, stabbed it, and penetrated it directly.
At this moment, a passing carriage lifted the curtains, revealing a glamorous woman.
This woman's appearance is beautiful, but she is always frosty, making people look at her but dare not approach her.
"It's interesting. I didn't expect that there are such people in this small border area."
"Seventh girl, these are just acrobatics to deceive ordinary people." Another female voice sounded in the carriage.
The cold and charming woman shook her head and said: "These are all real skills. My father said that there are still some strange people and strangers in this world. Some warriors in the world are no weaker than monks."
"When our Baiyun Villa needs people, we can recruit them."