The Great Tao Chronicle

"How can this be!"

Feng Mingtao couldn't help rubbing his eyes, only to see another person not far in front of everyone, along with the voice.

Even though everyone was watching closely, they didn't see how this person appeared.

As if he was already there.

The man was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. He was dressed in a brown mysterious suit, with his back to everyone, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

An Qisheng was shocked again when he saw it.

At this time, although the thunderclouds gradually dissipated, the rain was not urgent but continuous, but the man's clothes were very dry, and there was no wet place.

No splashing water!

It seems that there is an invisible wall of air around him, and the raindrops will slide away and won't touch his body.

"Mu Longcheng! Is he really here?!"

"What kind of kung fu is this? Is invisibility really impossible?"

"Am I blinded?"

This Mulong City is actually right in front of you!

All the people in front of the Golden Temple were in an uproar, and their hearts were shaken.

Where is this kung fu, it is simply a legendary magical power!

This Mulong City actually has the ability to stealth?

"It's not that we can't see him, and he's not really invisible. It's just an illusion, similar to hypnotism?"

An Qisheng's eyes flickered.

Before, he had felt that something was wrong around him. It was estimated that at that time, Mu Longcheng had silently affected their spirits?

Let them subconsciously ignore his existence?

In An Qisheng's mind, comparing some things in hypnotism, he vaguely guessed.

But in his opinion, this ability is even more terrifying than invisibility.

If Mu Longcheng has the ability to make them unable to see him, then it has the ability to make them unable to see other things.

For example, a flat river in your eyes is likely to be an abyss in reality.

"Mulong City..."

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

Mu Longcheng's reputation as No. 1 in the world is almost recognized, no matter what his senses are, he would not dare to be careless in the face of him.

For a time, the ten or so people in front of the Golden Hall were all tense, and they didn't dare to let out the air, for fear of breaking the delicate atmosphere between the two great masters.

A few more people turned around and left, retreating far away from the edge of the Hall of Supreme Harmony to watch.

"Your spirit almost concealed my perception. I thought you wouldn't come, but you came anyway."

Daoist Juechen stood in front of the Golden Hall, his eyes drooping, and he looked down at the person who came.

Daoist Juechen is somewhat clear.

Mu Longcheng's spiritual realm is almost beyond seeing God is not bad. Seeing God is not bad, he seeks good luck and avoids evil, and his perception of danger and avoidance may be blinded by him.

Only in this way can it explain the bleak end of the two god-level masters who came to the door together and ended up with one death and one injury.

"Cage chickens can't spread their wings if they have food, and wild cranes have no food!

Daoist brother, your talent will not be inferior to mine, but unfortunately, being in a cage for too long makes it difficult to stretch your wings and feel uneasy, and it will be difficult to find your way forward. "

Mu Longcheng's voice remained calm. He spoke quickly, but clearly, even in the wind and rain:

"The Thunder Fire Alchemy Palace, the Golden Palace is both protection and restraint. If you don't have the courage to face Thunder Fire, how can you have an extraordinary opportunity."

"Cage chicken?"

Daoist Juechen raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly:

"Mulongcheng, Mulongcheng, you also made a lot of profits in Daxuan, and the foundation of kung fu was also laid in Daxuan. Now that you move overseas, you will be reduced to a cage?"

"Binding is binding, it has nothing to do with what I have gained, everything I once accepted in Daxuan, now for me, it is just binding.

Benevolence, righteousness, morality, rules and regulations, etiquette dogma... Everything is something imposed by others, not one's own. "

Mu Longcheng stood with his hands behind his back. He was not tall, but standing in the drizzle, there were mountains standing tall:

"In the silt of lotus, and in the fire of Dancheng, but in the end, they are not the same kind."

Daoist Juechen laughed dumbly, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Aren't you the same kind? Are you a god?"

"I'm not a god, and I don't think there is any **** in this world."

Regarding the ridicule in Daoist Juechen's words, Mu Longcheng was neither happy nor angry, and his voice remained calm and unwavering:

"Humans have evolved from apes, primitive humans, and Homo sapiens step by step. They will not deny their origins, nor will they be regarded as the same kind. I am not a god, but I am not a human."

"You are getting more and more arrogant!"

Taoist Juechen lowered his eyebrows and eyes, his beard trembled, and his attitude was cold:

"Old Daoist is too lazy to care if you are a **** or a human, even if you are a dog, that's up to you! What do you want to do when you come to Wudang today?"

"Brother Daoist don't have to think about angering me. It doesn't matter whether I am a human or a dog, the degree of insult to me is the same, and I will not be angry about it."

Mu Longcheng shook his head slightly, his eyes were indifferent and deep:

"I came to Daxuan for only four purposes: Zhang Sanfeng's handwriting, Bodhidharma's relic, Wang Chongyang's annotations, and Gu Changfeng's Xinyiquan manual."

"Oh? Sure enough, as Changsheng said, you are here for this."

Daoist Juechen raised his head with a hint of surprise:

"But I'm very curious. With your skill at this time, you are no longer inferior to those of the sages. It's just a few relics. What's the use for you?"

"According to legend, a thousand years ago, Zhang Sanfeng established a sect in Wudang. On the day the Golden Temple was built, he climbed a mountain with a bronze statue and placed it in the Golden Temple..."

Mu Longcheng glanced at the looming bronze statue of Zhenwu in the Golden Temple, UU reading www. uukanshu.com said seriously:

"I'm probably one line behind."

"The bronze statue of Zhenwu weighs ten tons. Who can support it to climb the mountain?"

Feng Mingtao, who heard the conversation between the two not far away, couldn't help it.

He was born with divine power, and his strength increased greatly after he practiced pictographic boxing. The power of one punch has already broken a thousand jins, but the fist strength is a thousand jins, and lifting a thousand jins is completely two concepts.

I can't even imagine the horror of being able to lift a ten-ton bronze statue to climb a mountain.

Involuntarily pulled An Qisheng and said in a low voice:

"If kung fu can be practiced to this level, wouldn't it be earth-shattering?"

"I have no idea."

An Qisheng shook his head.

He didn't believe it, but he didn't think that Mu Longcheng was someone who was open-mouthed.

But if what he says is true...

Well, that's terrifying.

Not only An Qisheng, Yi Feibai, Mei Liangxin, and the others were all startled and suspicious, and they started talking in a low voice.

"It's just a rumor, you believe it."

Daoist Juechen's eyes are a little strange:

"I don't believe Han Longhua said you were crazy, but now it seems that you are indeed crazy. You have to compare it with rumors that may not be true..."

"If you don't compare with the rumors, what can I compare with?"

Mu Longcheng sighed softly:

"Brother Dao, I'm telling you so much because you gave me advice when I wasn't ready. Now that I can see the way forward, I'll come to cross you instead of being your enemy."

"Cross me?"

Daoist Juechen was stunned for a moment, then laughed and strode forward, moving like a mountain, with a mighty aura:

"The old man will see how much progress you have made, and dare to come to me!"

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