The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

However, now that he has been promoted to the master level, he has strong strength to support him.

Lin Mo was not very worried that Huang Quanyin would come to retaliate against him.

Because no matter how many Huajin masters are sent, they will still give him experience points.

Not to mention one of the four shadow assassins.

Even if the mysterious Underworld Leader comes in person, he may not have no chance of winning.

Taking ten thousand steps back, as long as Lin Mo is not reckless and falls into a siege.

Even if he was no match for that guy, with his excellent body skills and great disguise skills, Lin Mo thought to himself that he could still escape and save his life.

Furthermore, even if Huang Quanyin wanted to take revenge on him, he would have to be able to find his traces.

The last time Dayang Yinkou was able to find him, it was because he did it on purpose.

Now that he has the art of disguise, Lin Mo will change his appearance when he kills someone, without worrying about being discovered.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Mo raised his strength to the second level of Grandmaster.

With some experience points left, he improved some more practical boxing techniques to a perfect state.

After doing this, Lin Mo's eyes fell on the merit column of the personal panel.

Looking at the more than 10,000 merit points behind him, he muttered in his heart: "Ten thousand merit points are presented to me. Please show me your true form!"

A bit of merit disappears.

Next breath.

A familiar feeling came over me.

In the dark, a huge and indifferent will hangs down from the void.

The merit value in the merit column is decreasing rapidly.

Lin Mo could clearly feel that he was connected to the Tiandao boss.

There was just no way to communicate.

Heaven is ruthless.

In front of the other party, he is just an ant.

If it weren't for the 10,000 points of merit, this boss wouldn't even take a look at himself.

ten minutes later.

Lin Mo opened his eyes.

Many realizations came to mind.

All the many boxing techniques on the skill bar have been hidden.

It was replaced by a brand new technique.

"Fighting Technique: "Wuxianquan Technique" - Xiao Cheng (2314/)"

This boxing method combines the flexibility of Tongbei Boxing, the combination of hardness and softness of Guojia Boxing, the ethereal and ethereal style of Plum Blossom Boxing, etc.

In a word, it is "absorbing the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought and integrating them into one".

It has changes in hardness and softness, and is extremely powerful.

There are also prophets who look forward and change with the situation.

He also has unparalleled attack speed and can swallow up mountains and rivers.

At this moment, Lin Mo felt his mind was clear and suddenly enlightened.

Punch and kick as you please.

There is no trick to follow between punches, it all depends on the change of mind, and any move can be a wonderful move.

No longer need to think about Tongbei Quan or Guojia Quan.

Go fast if you want to go fast, go slow if you want to go slow.

Every muscle and every inch of bone in the body is turned into an indestructible weapon.

It is truly formless and completely natural.

Lin Mo was surprised.

This newly fused boxing technique is indeed extraordinary.

There is no need to actively control it yourself.

All kinds of abilities seem to have become the instinct of this body.

The power of the boxing technique is at least twice as strong as before.

……

……

This day.

Lin Mo walked on the street.

Suddenly I found that the streets were a little more festive.

I saw couplets and lanterns for sale at street stalls.

Only then did he realize that the Spring Festival was coming soon.

This is his second year in this world.

At this time, it was the end of 914 in the Ming Dynasty.

The year before, he had been alone.

This year, he is no longer alone.

Lin Mo wants to buy new clothes for the two brothers Zhong Xiu and Zhong Ling.

Suddenly, he thought of that girl Wu Yue.

"Why don't you buy her two pieces of clothes as well, as a New Year's gift to this cheap junior sister."

But Lin Mo soon ran into trouble.

He didn't know what size clothes that girl was wearing.

It was not easy for him to ask about this rashly.

After all, the other party is a girl.

So, he specifically waited for Wu Yue to come here to practice martial arts before mentioning the matter.

Tell her that if you have time, it would be best to choose it yourself.

Wu Yue was stunned immediately.

Except for her grandfather, she has never been cared about by anyone else.

A long-lost emotion surged out of my heart like a wave in an instant.

next second.

She said "Wow", threw herself into Lin Mo's arms and cried.

Lin Mo was confused.

Why did this girl suddenly cry without saying a word?

Then I thought about it and realized the problem.

He couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

To be honest, it's okay for him to kill people, but it's really difficult for him to coax girls.

Even if he were allowed to live two more lives, it would be difficult for him to learn this kind of thing.

Inappropriate personality.

Maybe it’s because I carry too many burdens on weekdays.

At this moment, I am just venting the emotions accumulated in my heart.

Or maybe it was because Lin Mo's concern reminded her of her deceased grandfather.

In short, Wu Yue cried louder and louder.

No matter how tenacious and stubborn she is on weekdays, she is still just a thirteen or fourteen year old girl at heart.

Still sensitive and fragile at heart.

Lin Mo was helpless, searching his intestines and stomach, and softly comforted him.

I coaxed him for a long time.

This girl just broke down in tears and turned into a smile.

I saw a large water stain on Lin Mo's chest and skirt.

Wu Yue lowered her head and blushed in embarrassment.

Coyly, she rolled the corners of her clothes with her fingers, feeling very embarrassed.

Lin Mo deliberately pretended to be disgusted and joked a few words to dilute the awkward atmosphere.

Changed clothes.

A group of four people walked onto the street with great joy.

The Spring Festival is coming, and the originally dark streets seem to become a little brighter.

As people come and go, there is a breath of spring permeating the streets and alleys.

As we enter the end of the year, the market is bustling with people.

In China, the Spring Festival is the only time of the year when so many people happily run around on the streets.

In later generations, people rarely experience the "solemnity and sacredness" during the Spring Festival, and it is only regarded as an important festival for family reunion.

In today's era, residents of Kyoto City still retain activities such as worshiping ancestors and gods during festivals.

These activities have "solemn and sacred" rituals and meanings.

Now that they have been with Lin Mo for a long time, Zhong Xiu and Zhong Ling are no longer as inferior and reserved as before.

My personality has become much more cheerful.

Walking hand in hand with Wu Yue on the street, smiling happily.

Lin Mo couldn't help but smile knowingly when he looked at the happy smiling faces of the three people.

Happiness does not require luxury and luxury. Sometimes the more you want, the harder it is to be happy.

Little people, little desires, little satisfactions are the great happiness.

Life is mostly like this.

A few people first bought some new clothes.

I went to the street to purchase items needed for the Spring Festival.

After a lot of work, I finally returned home with a full load.

As the Spring Festival approaches, Evil Dragon Prison has a holiday a few days in advance.

New Year's Eve.

Lin Mo bought pen and paper and spread them on the table in the small courtyard.

Wu Yue came over at this time and asked in surprise: "Brother, can you still write couplets?"

"of course."

Lin Mo said lightly.

Spring couplets are generally written in block letters.

The font is neat and stretched, with edges and corners.

But Lin Mo still thinks it looks better to use running script.

Running script is a font between regular script and cursive script.

Wash the pen and grind the ink.

Dip in ink and lift pen.

Flowing clouds and flowing water.

One stroke.

"Heshun family has a hundred blessings."

"The word peace is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

"Hengpi: Everything is updated."