Marvel's Cultivator

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Liu Yuan had a splitting headache at this time, and his limbs and bones seemed to be bitten by countless insects, but relying on his strong mental strength, he would not pass out.

After a long time, the pain gradually subsided, and his body seemed to be reborn. He opened his eyes and looked around. What he saw was the weathered and peeling sand and stone walls. It was obvious that he was in a cave.

"Where is this? Didn't I fail to cross the tribulation?" Liu Yuan looked at the strange scene around him, thinking constantly in his heart.

He is the son of a merchant in the Xia Kingdom. He joined the Moshan School 600 years ago and became a swordsman. Although he is a five-element spiritual root, he still managed to reach the day when he crossed the catastrophe. Although the God of Nine Firmaments, Lei Tianjie, forcibly took down the first strike, he lost consciousness the moment the second strike came down, but he survived unbelievably.

"God's will?" Liu Yuan stretched out his hand and clasped five fingers. The light blue sleeves were not damaged at all, and the blue Taoist robe on his body was still there.This is the Taoist robe given by the master after the foundation was successfully established, and I later inlaid a small spirit gathering array on it, and after more than 500 years, I deliberately put it on again on the day of crossing the catastrophe, but it is a pity The saber and the storage bag are gone, and it is estimated that they have been chopped into ashes by the catastrophe.

Liu Yuan got up and began to meditate, mobilized the true essence in his dantian, and began to examine his body. The golden true essence smoothly began to circulate along the meridians in his body.

After running Nine Nine for 81 days, Liu Yuanchang sighed. It is a pity that although his cultivation is still there, he is only equivalent to the strength of the Nascent Soul stage. Fortunately, his body is not damaged except for some weakness.

First understand the surrounding situation, and the consciousness is released. Liu Yuan found that there is barrenness for a hundred miles. It seems that he is in the desert. The consciousness continued to spread and found some iron objects. The surface of some mechanical parts was stained with hardened blood.

"Modern objects?" In 500 years, things have changed in the mortal world, and Liu Yuan, who occasionally goes down the mountain, can be regarded as half a modern person.

He closed his eyes and began to meditate, trying to recover, but the aura here was too thin, and the recovery speed was very slow.

"Where is this? Why is the aura so thin?" He remembered that even in mortal cities, the aura was much richer than here, but Liu Yuan still meditated here all night.

At dawn, the sun poked his head above the horizon, and the orange sunlight shone on the entrance of the cave. Liu Yuan opened his eyes, got up and walked out of the cave.

Looking left and right, he pinched a formula in his hand, and then it turned into an afterimage, and he came to a pile of rocks with the snap of his fingers. He squatted down, picked up a piece of iron and took a look. The camouflage pattern on the surface was still there. There seems to be a hole pierced by something in the middle

"It looks like it was two days ago, so it shouldn't be far away." Liu Yuan threw down the iron plate, and his consciousness swept around. This time he saw people, which seemed to be a stronghold, and several people with rifles were walking around. Be alert, the distance is only a few hundred miles, not too far.

"Careful! Don't be lazy! In case something happens, the leader will not let you go." A terrorist said to another guard.

The other patted his face and complained with dark circles under his eyes: "If it wasn't for the thunderstorm last night, I wouldn't be so sleepy."

While the two of them were chatting, Liu Yuan had already held back his breath and swaggered into the camp in front of their eyes.

In a closed room, extremely crude lighting provides low-quality lighting. Tony Stark is hitting parts with a hammer. The blue ring on his chest is particularly eye-catching. He hasn't showered for three days. His hair was disheveled, his face was stained with gray-black stains, and the room was filled with the smell of sweat and iron.Suddenly, Stark raised his head and said to Ethan, "Ethan, do you feel anything?"

Ethan was a little confused by Stark's inexplicable question. He looked left and right, and said, "Mr. Stark, no, I think everything is normal, let's hurry up."

At this time Liu Yuan had already passed through the iron gate and stood beside the two of them watching.

"what language is this?"

He could not understand the English they spoke.Although he is familiar with various languages ​​and languages, he can't understand this language. Is it the language of another world?Thinking this way in my heart, I decided to go out to search for the soul before coming in. After all, it is very troublesome to not understand.

At this moment, boom!The door was roughly kicked open, and a murderous bald head walked in with a few terrorists. He was wearing a desert camouflage uniform, with tan skin and fierce eyes.

The bald head looked at the messy parts on the table and asked Stark: "When will it be manufactured?!"

Stark looked at the tools on the table and explained: "It will take a lot of time, you understand, there are no professional tools here."

After listening to Ethan's translation, the bald head pointed at Stark with his pistol and threatened, "You'd better not play tricks!"

At this time, there was a noisy sound outside, and the bald head turned around and shouted: "What happened outside? It's noisy!"

"A brother fainted, probably from the sun." One of the men replied.

"What a waste!" the bald head scolded, and then gave Stark a hard look: "You better hurry up!"

As he said that, he turned and left, and slammed the door shut, bringing up a cloud of dust and smoke.

"Mr. Stark, are you really sure?" Ethan asked with some concern.

Stark said confidently: "Of course."

Just when the two started their homework again, a voice suddenly appeared which startled them

"Do you need help?" Liu Yuan, who came back from the soul search, asked.

"Who are you? Were you also kidnapped?" Stark looked at Liu Yuan warily and said.

Liu Yuan shook his head: "No, it's not, I came in secretly."

Ethan said with disbelief: "How is it possible! Didn't they find you?"

"They can't see me." Liu Yuan explained flatly, as if this was a very common thing.

"Invisibility? Are you a mutant?" After listening to Ethan's translation, Stark looked at Liu Yuan and asked.

"Mutants? I don't know." Liu Yuan rubbed his forehead with his right hand, feeling a little annoyed at his hasty decision. The people he searched for souls were not good enough, they knew too little, and they seemed to be half illiterate.

Ethan asked tentatively: "Are you from China?"

"Huaxia?!" Liu Yuan felt that he had grasped useful information. There is a country in this world whose culture is similar to Xiaguo.

Ethan continued: "Your clothes are very similar to traditional Chinese clothes."

"It should be." Liu Yuan responded, sorting out the existing information in his mind.

Stark took the conversation and said, "Ethan, I didn't expect you to understand this, but now is not the time to chat."

He said to Liu Yuan in Chinese: "You shouldn't have come in. Even if you are invisible, you can't stop a 7.62mm bullet. You'd better hide to avoid being seen by surveillance."

"Don't worry, don't worry about me, I'm strong." Liu Yuan said.

Stark asked incredulously: "Is it nothing to worry about?! What else do you have besides invisibility? Kung Fu?"

Liu Yuan smiled and said, "Almost."

"Tiangang sword energy."

He clenched his right fist and raised two fingers, pointing at an iron bar five meters away, boom!The iron bar broke in two immediately, and the upper half fell to the ground with a bang.A deep hole two fingers wide appeared in the rough sandstone wall behind, and white sunlight shone through the small hole.

After Liu Yuan finished his performance, he put his fingers to his mouth and blew. Looking at the two, he asked, "How is it?"

Stark walked over, looked into the small hole, turned around and asked with a question mark: "You call it Kung Fu?"

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