MTL - In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages?-Chapter 120 Flee like crazy

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Chapter 120 Crazy escape

 Out of Beicheng.

 Walking all the way towards the village.

 Chen Lin sorted out the various information he just learned from Huo Zhengqing in his mind.

 The most important among them is undoubtedly the information related to Yuangang Realm.

“Being able to condense Gang Qi in the early stage of the Qi realm is already extremely outstanding in Longguan City.”

 “And my current martial arts cultivation level is only advanced…”

 There is a lot of spiritual mist in Yuan Hai, and it is always shrouded in spiritual energy, and new energy is constantly growing.

In the very depths, a ball of golden aura as big as a fist was quietly condensing, constantly exuding a heavy meaning.

 Compared to just a small drop before, there has been a huge improvement.

“It’s roughly equivalent to the level of a body that has been practicing for five days in the world of immortality.”

“The body over there is equipped with a vortex of vitality, so it can quickly digest no matter how much spiritual energy comes in, but that is not the case here. It can only absorb the spiritual energy and slowly accumulate it for digestion.”

“According to Huo Zhengqing, martial arts true skills can speed up the practice, and can even use secret methods to temporarily awaken the Gang Qi in the body when in the Qi state, and truly unleash the power of Yuan Gang..."

Huo Zhengqing talked about his own experience.

At the age of thirty, he was promoted to the middle stage of Qi Realm and became half-step Yuan Gang. The first Gang Qi began to condense within Yuan Hai.

 Even now, there are twenty-two in fifty, but they are still half a step into Yuan Gang.

The Huo family's true skill has been practiced for more than twenty years, but it has not been able to transform the entire Yuanhai into Gang Qi.

 It feels like it’s not as fast as him hanging up now!

However, this may also be related to the fact that he is not restricted and can absorb the spiritual energy of this world at will.

 It is much more difficult for others to absorb spiritual energy than it is for him.

What’s more, his body is still an immortal spirit body, so the gap is even greater.

Even Huo Zhengqing couldn't form clouds and mist to cover the entire Yuan Hai when he absorbed spiritual energy.

 “Gangqi Gangqi…”

Chen Lin muttered as he returned to the increasingly lively village.

The imperial court sent gold and silver cauldrons to force the city's martial arts masters, demanding that they pay tribute to rare treasures.

  Martial arts warriors were looking for opportunities everywhere. Some went to the mountain fish market to buy at high prices, and some came to smash and rob them.

 The pressure is transmitted layer by layer.

Fishermen in Nancheng were forced by the fish pen to catch precious fish in dangerous waters, resulting in heavy casualties.

Hill in the mountain city, it was okay. No one dared to take action easily, and they all issued rewards in a well-behaved manner.

This actually aroused the enthusiasm of the mountain hunters, who formed a united team to search Xiaojin Mountain every day.

And often choose the Nanshan Pass where he is to enter the mountain.

The formerly remote mountain pass suddenly became a popular area, and even the nameless villages showed signs of development.

Chen Lin even saw a tea stall at the entrance of the village for people to rest.

Seeing him passing by, the stall owner in his thirties even took the initiative to bring a bowl of tea over.

 “Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Lin, please drink tea!”

 “Thank you.”

 Chen Lin raised his head and finished drinking, then handed the bowl back.

Suddenly he noticed that Pei Zhongjie was also at the stall. He chuckled and was accompanied by a junior disciple, Wan Xuanyuan, the ninth disciple of the Five Form Martial Arts School.

“Brother Chen, I’m afraid I’ll be in trouble for the next few days.”

"What's going on?" Chen Lin frowned and looked around, and suddenly found that not only the two martial arts masters, but also some other people had traces of martial arts practice.

 It doesn’t look like he’s going into the mountains to hunt.

 “It’s still what happened with Bai Qiantou last night.”

Pei Zhongjie turned his head and said, "Early this morning, thanks to the help of the Gu family, Bai Qiantou was caught out before he got on the ferry to the south. Pursued by several auras, he fled all the way, and now he has run into Gone to the mountains!"

 “Going into the mountains?”

 “Yes, and we entered Jubaoshan!”

“There are probably still a few of his disciples in the mountains who are here to help them, and I guess they are hiding somewhere now…”

Chatted with Pei Zhongjie for a while and learned about the specific situation.

 Chen Lincai stood up and left.

Many sights of the surrounding martial artists also moved secretly.

 Compared to before, the eyes of these martial artists no longer showed repulsion, but just a little more alienation. "You have to stay away from this person. He is just like Madman Zhao. He doesn't know when he will cause big trouble."

“He killed the He family’s father and son again last night. I’m afraid that now the county magistrate is so angry that he hastened to submit a report to the Military Supervisor..."

“Impossible, I heard that Madman Zhao went to help intercede last night, and the county magistrate was so frightened that he didn’t even dare to let go!”

"Anyway, stay away. Don't let the blood splash on me."

 …

 Go back to the house.

Chen Lin made sure that there were no traces of anyone entering, so he went out again and headed towards Jubao Mountain.

 Arrived in an instant.

 Halfway through, I also took a picture of a newly drawn phantom talisman on myself, turning it into another ordinary look.

“The He family had some ideas about Lao Niu before, and I don’t know how far their plan has progressed.”

 “I have to check on Lao Niu’s condition.”

Walking into Lao Niu Forest, he walked straight to the newly dug Lao Niu Cave.

As soon as he got closer, he saw the old cow coming out of the hole with red eyes and steam coming from its nostrils.

 Looking like he’s about to fight.

 “Puff!”

 “Moo?”

As he approached, Lao Niu suddenly trembled his legs, his red eyes disappeared, and he stared at him suspiciously.

“It’s me.” Chen Lin patted Lao Niu’s head and was relieved to see that this guy was okay. Don’t let others eat the beef first.

                                                     loy!

 Feels familiar.

Old Niu tilted his huge head, walked around him twice more, and mooed for a long time before finally confirming Chen Lin's identity.

 “Moo!”

The old cow hurriedly came to the cave, pointing to a place with its thick hooves.

Chen Lin followed and found that there was Lao Niu's collection area.

Since the old cave was flooded, Lao Niu has moved all his treasures over the years.

"Are these your new ones?" Following the guidance, Chen Lin picked up three brand-new swords with the word "He" engraved on them.

 It should be the weapon specially made by the He family in Dongcheng for the guardian.

“It seems that the He family has indeed sent someone here.”

  It's just that the result is obvious.

  When he entered Lao Niulin for the first time, he was discovered in a short time, and those people sent by the He family were no exception.

 “Moo!”

 Lao Niu suddenly barked twice beside him, exhaled clouds of mist from his nostrils, and completely covered his head.

Chen Lin slapped it and patted it on the head twice:

 “Well done!”

 “Moo!”

 The old cow continued to bray to the north, mixed with impatience.

 Chen Lin then realized that this guy didn't seem to be showing off.

 But what’s going on over there?

 …

 In the dense forest.

The smell of blood permeated the surroundings, constantly attracting strange flies the size of fists.

brush!

  A black spear swept through, splitting these annoying buzzing guys into two halves, but even if they fell to the ground, their sharp claws were still struggling.

                                        

 Three corpses with blood coming from their throats were lying next to these flies.

A young man wearing a bamboo hat and evil eyebrows held a spear with a black wooden handle and spat on the blood foam coming out of the corpse.

“As expected, these three people are still here guarding the Thunder Fire Four-horned Ox. Although I don’t know where their weapons have gone, it just happened to be an advantage for me.”

He murmured, stacking the three corpses together, and was about to tie them up, when suddenly he panicked and quickly turned his head to look behind him...

 (End of this chapter)