Under One Person: The person is in the Tianshi Mansion, and the body becomes a saint

Chapter 2 The bell sounds into the sky, defeating Zhang Lingyu again!

The arena was empty.

All the brothers have left.

Zhang Lingyu stopped the two people who were about to run away, looking unhappy: "Zhang, nephew, are you still insisting on that absurd and heretical conclusion?"

He was not angry because Zhang Mingdao contradicted him.

It’s just that the Golden Light Mantra was created by the founder of the Tianshi Mansion and has been passed down from generation to generation by Tianshi.

It has long been written in the classics that the Golden Light Mantra is an upright method of cultivating one's life, which, combined with rituals and mantras, can bring one into a state of tranquility and improve the practitioner's life cultivation.

In other words.

The golden light is a by-product of the improvement of life cultivation.

However, Zhang Mingdao questioned it many times, saying that the Golden Light Mantra was a method of body training and that the golden light was a supplement to strengthen the body.

This is clearly questioning the inheritance of the Tianshi Mansion!
As the descendant of Heavenly Master, how could Zhang Lingyu not be angry!
"No matter how much you train your body, it is still just a mortal body, and it has its limits."

Zhang Lingyu took a breath and advised: "Even if your cultivation is extremely profound and can resist swords and knives, can you stop bullets?"

"Using the Golden Light Mantra to improve your life cultivation is the right way!"

As the uncle of everyone, he should pull the younger generation back from the wrong path!

Zhang Mingdao thought for a moment and said seriously: "If you practice well, you should be able to block small-caliber, low-speed pistol bullets."

"I can definitely defend against dum-dum bullets, but I might get slightly injured against an Uzi submachine gun."

"If we were facing an AK assault rifle or an anti-material sniper rifle like the Barrett, we would definitely not be able to stop it."

What he didn't say is:

Continuing to study the Golden Light Body Refining Technique and expanding its applicability to muscles, bones, and internal organs, it should be possible to form a layer of defense on the body surface that is no less effective than a 10mm steel plate.

Combined with the practitioners' unique means of unloading force.

It is enough to avoid conventional weapons except anti-material weapons such as armor-piercing shells and mortars!
Zhiyu silently took a step back, leaving the battlefield to the two people fighting.

"Have you studied modern weapons?"

Zhang Lingyu was also stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously asked: "Can it really block a pistol?"

As a practitioner, it is inevitable that one would be interested in this kind of weapon.

He quickly realized that he was here to correct Zhang Mingdao's misconception: "After watching my competition, do you still want to hold on to that view?"

"The blade transformed by golden light is much harder than flesh!"

Zhang Mingdao answered very sincerely: "It was because of your competition that I insisted that the Golden Light Curse is a body-refining technique!"

There is no live demonstration of Zhang Lingyu.

It would take him at least three months to deduce the specific method.

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment.

Zhang Mingdao was the first to suggest: "How about we go to the old place and have another discussion?"

"Row."

Zhang Lingyu nodded: "Today, I will definitely make you change your mind."

His feet were as fast as the wind and his body was as fast as an arrow. In two or three steps, he crossed the arena and disappeared into the dense forest.

"Eh?"

Zhiyu wanted to stop him, but he couldn't react in time.

I saw a gust of wind rising beside me.

Zhang Mingdao followed Zhang Lingyu closely, took big strides, and ran wildly into the depths of the dense forest.

Zhiyu was left alone, disheveled in the wind.

……

Deep in the forest.

Zhang Lingyu stopped first and said helplessly: "Zhang, you don't have to save face for me."

He had heard of Zhang Mingdao's fallacy last year and went out of his way to correct it.

Accept the challenge and fight it out in the dense forest.

The result is lost!

Say one thousand, preach ten thousand.

Losers are not qualified to comment on whether the practice is correct or not.

Therefore, Zhang Lingyu asked the old Taoist priest for the advanced usage of the Golden Light Mantra, and he has been practicing hard until now, just to defeat Zhang Mingdao and bring him back to the right path.

"It's better to duel in private!"

Zhang Mingdao smiled and said, "You are a second-generation disciple. If you win against me, there will be no reward, but if you lose against me, you will lose face greatly. If the third-generation disciples knew the outcome, they would definitely not accept you."

"I know you don't care, uncle."

"But there are many people in this world who care about winning or losing!"

"Spread the word, and there will be no other senior who would dare to spar with me!"

Competition and exchange are the way to progress, but they inevitably involve interests and reputation.

He doesn't care about winning or losing, he only cares about whether he can get inspiration from communication and strengthen himself.

Give others some face and help cover up the victory or defeat, only then will others be willing to compete with you.

This is human nature.

of course.

Even if you do this, it may not necessarily avoid making enemies.

In his previous life, he challenged eighteen kendo gyms in Neon District with his sword, and he never publicized it, but it still brought him disaster.

If you think about it carefully, the appearance of that dump truck is very strange.

but.

In order to pursue the limits of the physical body.

He can't take care of so many things!

The legacy of the sect, the senior masters, and the best of the peers are all the resources for one's own progress!
The two men faced each other and took up their positions in the forest, silently reciting the Golden Light Mantra at the same time.

Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all things.

Practice hard for ten thousand calamities and prove my supernatural powers!
Zhang Lingyu's whole body was filled with golden light, and he looked like a flame.

Zhang Mingdao's burly figure grew larger again, directly bursting his Taoist robe, revealing his angular and strong muscles.

Golden light gathered on his body, as if it was coated with a layer of glowing essential oil, making him look like a golden statue full of beauty.

"Well……"

The corners of Zhang Lingyu's mouth twitched involuntarily.

Whenever he saw how Zhang Mingdao used the Golden Light Spell that he created, he couldn't help but cover his eyes and sigh.

Obviously it is a unique skill of Taoism, but he always makes him use the posture of the bronze man of Buddhism.

It's so annoying.

The forest wind rustled, and a leaf slowly fell.

The two men attacked at the same time.

Fists and palms collided heavily.

Zhang Mingdao took a step back.

Zhang Lingyu felt a huge tremor in his palm, and a powerful force attacked his whole body. He retreated three steps before stopping. "What a strong force!"

He couldn't help but sigh: "Although this training method is a wrong path, it does have some tricks in terms of tempering the body."

I practiced hard for a year under the guidance of the old master.

I thought my strength had improved greatly.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Mingdao’s progress was just as great.

Just talking about the intensity of Qi.

The two are similar, there is not much difference between them.

however.

Zhang Mingdao's physique is indeed extremely strong, far better than his own.

He combined the Qi in the form of golden light and his strong muscles and nearly shattered his own golden light. His strength was probably not inferior to that of Senior Brother Rongshan.

really.

It would be difficult to win without using Qi to transform into a blade.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Lingyu reminded.

While talking.

His body was as fast as lightning, appearing on the side in the blink of an eye. He pointed with force, and the golden light at the tip of his finger was like a sword, piercing Zhang Mingdao's left shoulder.

Use Qi to transform into blade!

Zhang Mingdao prepared his fists in time to intercept Zhang Lingyu's right arm, but saw that the golden blade twisted in an arc and chiseled down like an arc-shaped drill.

Zhiba!

The golden blade shattered into pieces.

A white mark appeared on Zhang Mingdao's strong deltoid muscle, blood oozed out, and it healed in an instant.

"so hard!"

Zhang Lingyu had raised his estimate several times, but still underestimated Zhang Mingdao's physical strength.

Such defensive power.

I'm afraid it is better than those worldly horizontal training methods such as the Vajra-like ones!

but……

He can break it!

But there is no guarantee that Zhang Mingdao will not get hurt.

Zhang Lingyu focused his eyes, and attacked with all his strength. The golden light once again turned into a sharp blade and stabbed down.

Zhang Mingdao glanced at his trouser legs that were shredded by the scattered gold fragments, frowned slightly, and mobilized a ray of golden light to protect his underwear.

He pushed his left shoulder forward and collided with the golden blade.

"puff!"

The sharp blade immediately pierced into the flesh, but could no longer advance an inch.

Zhang Lingyu frowned.

His golden blade broke through Zhang Mingdao's membrane as he wished, but was entangled by the flesh and blood beneath the membrane.

The force was like a drop in the ocean, disappearing without a trace.

Rather than saying that he was chiseling a man in steel armor, it was more like he was chiseling a piece of natural, tempered steel!
bang——

The majestic bell rang, shaking the sky!
Zhang Lingyu was shocked.

wrong!

He was clearly ringing a huge bell!
All of a sudden.

A powerful force rebounded from the giant bell.

He could no longer resist and was hit in the chest by the huge force. He flew backwards and knocked down a chestnut tree ten meters away.

"Wow!"

Zhang Lingyu's cheeks turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Concession."

Zhang Mingdao dispersed the golden light on his body and pressed the wound on his left shoulder with his fingers.

A stream of golden blood gushed out.

The wound healed rapidly with the pressure of fingers.

The skin was intact in an instant.

This……

Zhang Lingyu looked blank.

The Golden Light Mantra could actually temper the body to this extent.

It's really incredible.

Could it be that during the Anti-Japanese War, some of the skills were lost when the ancestors passed them down?

Probably!

It seems that the Golden Light Mantra is really a physical training method!
……

On the fighting field.

Zhiyu, waiting alone, paced in the wind.

"I told you not to talk nonsense, or you'd get scolded, but you insisted—"

He sighed and said to himself, "After being out for so long, he must have been beaten badly. I better prepare some medicine in advance!"

As Zhiyu was speaking, he missed a step and nearly fell.

"Ok??"

He looked at the ground.

There is a pair of deep pits the size of footprints on the bluestone brick surface.

He compared it with his own feet.

The footprints were about forty-eight yards long and more than two inches deep.

Zhiyu couldn't help but feel respect.

At first glance, these footprints were left by a high-level martial artist from the Tianshi Mansion, which shows how profound his cultivation was.

His master appeared in his mind and he shook his head.

Based on his understanding of his master Liang Guofu, he might be able to leave such deep footprints if he tried his best, but the footprints could not be so complete.

The ground was not broken at all.

Could it be left by the old Taoist priest?
At this time.

The old Taoist's iconic voice rang in his ears: "Old Tian! If you had gone out earlier, you could have seen Lingyu's competition!"

Cultivate both sex and life.

Sex is a human spiritual perception, and there is nothing wrong with understanding it as spirit.

Life is the vitality of human beings. The strength of the origin of life has little to do with body training.

For example, an old Taoist priest who sits in meditation and practices health-preserving boxing can be regarded as practicing both the body and the soul.

A Thai boxer who likes philosophy and fights in secret every day is not considered to be practicing both life and death...

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