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Chapter 143 Re-meeting Wooden Swordsman

Several days had passed since the appointment with Taoist Mujian, and he didn't know that Taoist Mujian was still in Donghai City. However, when he thought that the painting of galloping horses was still in his hand, Nangong Chu knew that Taoist Mujian must not be there.

Will leave Donghai City

The Iron Sword Sect’s important treasure, which was finally found, will not be left among the people by the Mujian Taoist.

Nangong Chu was in the city at night, walking through the streets, standing on the other side of the hustle and bustle, and the neon lights blooming, weaving the beauty of the night. The city listened to the deepest parts of people's hearts in the wine glasses gently shaken in the hands of men and women.

The dancing pavilions are full of lights and feasting, the brilliant lights echo the soft night, the orange moonlight, the orange light, the orange light is covered with a touch of frost.

However, Nangong Chu’s first impression of Donghai City, a metropolis, is that there are so many people! The streets are packed with people during commuting time. Fortunately, it is night now, but Donghai City, known as the city that never sleeps, is still very lively.

Although Nangong Chu seems to be walking at a leisurely pace, in fact, his movement is so fast that he is not under a high-speed car. If any ancient martial arts master sees this scene, he will exclaim: shrink to an inch, and chase cicadas in eight steps?

Passing through the bustling city, streets and alleys, Nangong Chu soon arrived at the suburbs of Donghai City. The fresh air hit his face. The air in the suburbs was a little more "lively" than in the city.

When he arrived at the outskirts, Nangong Chu stimulated the masculine energy in the Eight Yang Meridians, and a layer of faint golden light suddenly appeared all over his body.

Taking long strides, walking like a galloping thunder, Nangong Chu left an afterimage on the spot, sprinting forward, a ray of light and shadow flashed across the ground at high speed, and disappeared under the sky in the blink of an eye.

In the Yuanhu high-end villa community, a villa near the lake is actually brightly lit. Could it be that after Master Nangong Chu and Yan Beifei left here, there are still people living in the villa?

A few miles away from the villa, under the willow trees by the lake, stood a long-haired boy. The boy was staring at the villa opposite Yuanhu Lake.

"Why is there still someone living there? Long Ziyan hasn't left yet?" The young man couldn't help but frowned.

A breeze blew by, the willow branches swayed lightly in the wind, and ripples were set off on the lake surface. The boy had disappeared under the willow tree without a trace.

Although the lakeside villa is brightly lit, it is surprisingly quiet and deserted. There seems to be no dust on the floor and furniture in the house. It is clean. It seems that someone really lives here.

On the balcony on the second floor of the villa, a figure suddenly appeared. The person opened a door on the balcony leading to the inside of the villa and walked in.

"I can't sense anyone's breath, it's strange." The person who walked into the house from the balcony was the long-haired boy who just moments ago was standing under the willow tree by the lake a few miles away.

A distance of several miles can be covered in an instant. This young man's lightness skills are really incredible.

"I wonder if the painting is still there?" The young man immediately went to the attic, opened the door, and walked into the attic. He saw that all the furniture inside was spotless, and the books were neatly placed on the bookshelves.

The young man walked towards the desk in front of the bookshelf and sat directly on the chair behind the desk. He didn't know where he moved on the desk, but he saw that the bookshelf behind him slowly moved from the middle to the sides.

It turns out that there is a hidden cave behind the bookshelf. A metal safety compartment appears on the wall, similar to a combination lock on a safe, a display device, and a numeric keypad.

"Haha! That's it!" A laugh suddenly appeared outside the attic, and then a person pushed the door in from the outside.

He has an ordinary face covered with weather, a short figure, a gray gown, and carrying a peach wood sword behind him. The person who came turned out to be a Taoist priest of wooden swords

The young man was surprised at first, but when he saw who it was, he was overjoyed

"Huh? I didn't expect that after just one month, your cultivation has improved again!" Taoist Mujian's eyes were like a torch, and the young man's cultivation was like a beacon in the darkness, completely exposed to Taoist Mujian's eyes.

"Senior is joking, I'd better return the ancient paintings to their original owners first, and then ask senior for advice on how to practice cultivation," the young man said with a respectful expression.

This long-haired boy is Nangong Chu who returned to the lakeside villa. Only he and Yan Beifei know where the ancient painting containing martial arts is stored and how to take it out.

After Nangong Chu finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the front of the secret compartment and entered the password. However, he heard a soft click and the metal door of the secret compartment opened. A scroll lay quietly inside the secret compartment.

"How did the senior know that I would come here tonight?" Nangong Chu asked as he handed the rolled ancient painting into the hands of Taoist Mujian.

He was very curious as to why Mu Jian Taoist came by such a coincidence. Just when he was about to open the secret compartment and take out the ancient painting, he appeared outside the attic.

"Haha, actually as soon as you appeared in the villa, I knew someone had entered the villa." Taoist Mu Jian was very excited, and his hands that caught the ancient painting were trembling a little.

"Could it be...!" Nangong Chu suddenly thought of something

"Yes, I have been living here for half a month," Taoist Mujian said with a smile, and then he said embarrassedly: "I really can't bear to worry about this ancient painting, so I came here again half a month ago.

But I found that this place was already empty, and such a good house was empty, so I came here to occupy the magpie's nest."

No wonder when Nangong Chu entered the villa, he saw that the villa was spotless. It was obvious that there were people walking around the villa frequently, but he could not feel the presence of anyone in the villa. Taoist Mujian was an invincible strong man at the innate level. How could his aura

Is it something Nangong Chu can sense?

"I suddenly disappeared for more than a month. I'm really helpless," Nangong Chu sighed.

"What happened? Do you want my help?" Taoist Mujian successfully got back the master's treasure and was in a good mood. He actually offered to help without waiting for Nangong Chu to speak.

"Haha! The matter has passed, and the danger has finally been averted. However, something unusual has happened in my practice, and I need to ask my senior for some advice." Nangong Chu took advantage of this opportunity to talk to Taoist Mujian about his own problems.

The story of the transformation of qi into yin and yang

"Strange, it's so amazing, how could this happen?" After putting away the ancient paintings, Taoist Mujian put his hand on Nangong Chu's pulse gate and felt his pulse.

Taoist Mujian's face immediately became serious, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his eyes flashed with surprise from time to time. After a long time, Taoist Mujian sighed and withdrew the two fingers that were placed on Nangong Chumaimen.

"When I met you before, I felt that your aura seemed to have turned into another person. I thought you deliberately hid your original aura. It turned out that such incredible changes occurred in your body. It really surprised me.

Ah," Mu Jiandao said.

"Is there a remedy?" Nangong Chu asked hurriedly

"Yes, but you have to rely on yourself." Taoist Mujian thought for a while and then said slowly

After hearing what Taoist Mujian said, Nangong Chu could finally let go of his mind. Dashi's yin and yang true energy were in one body. It seemed to have endless mysteries, but he knew that this was a super bomb that could blow him to pieces at any time.

As long as one of them is not controlled well, when the two qi of yin and yang collide together, the two qi of yin and yang will inevitably lose control. At that time, the muscles and bones may be broken, and the person may become a cripple, or he may die.

"Senior, please make it clear," Nangong Chu said excitedly

"The realm of innateness, smelting yin and yang" Taoist Mujian said with a solemn expression.

"Innate realm?" Nangong Chu said dumbfounded. He was immediately dumbfounded. Don't look at him. He already has the cultivation level of the sixth level of the ancient martial arts. But the sixth level and the seventh level can only be seen, but there is a difference between acquired and innate.

The sixth level of Dacheng is a step forward, which is the difference between heaven and earth. In the ancient martial arts world, there are many masters who have been stuck in the sixth level of Dacheng for decades.

In addition to Dongfang Zhengtian of the Dongfang Family, Song Jingtian, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, and Ouyang Shuangjue, there are countless people who have spent their entire lives stuck in the sixth-level Dacheng realm, unable to go any further for the rest of their lives.

To achieve the innate realm, one must not only open up all the entrances throughout the body and connect the meridians throughout the body to form a great circumference and circulation in the body, but the most important thing is the realm of the state of mind. If the mind cannot be promoted to the innate martial realm, the realm

Innate martial intent, even if a large circulation is formed in the body, cannot break into the innate realm

Nangong Chuke did not dare to expect that he could break into the innate invincible realm at the age of less than twenty. He asked himself that his state of mind was still insurmountable from the innate realm.


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