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

Chapter 147 Practice! Why not practice!
"I won!"

Zhang Mingdao sighed, pulled out his own spine, and pushed the old Taoist priest to the ground.

He dispersed the thunder around his body, revealing his internal organs and blood vessels floating behind him.

My heart was pounding.

Pumping blood to supply organs and tissues floating in the air.

He exposed his weakness and lured the old master to attack.

In fact, he emptied his internal organs in advance, turning his body into a trap for the old Taoist priest.

He clamped the old Taoist's right arm with his chest and won with one strike!
Zhang Mingdao slowly put the spine back into place.

The black lightning was like a stream, carrying the internal organs and tissues flowing into the wound on the back.

In the blink of an eye.

His complexion returned to normal and his body remained basically intact.

The old Taoist priest was lying on the ground. Seeing this scene, he was astonished and could only say that his defeat was not unfair.

Times have really changed.

"What is this?"

He glanced at the strange machines scattered on the ground and asked, "How could they block my thunder?"

"Divine mecha."

Zhang Mingdao responded frankly: "It's a tailor-made magic tool made by a friend. I'm very grateful for it this time."

The divine mecha is not strong enough to withstand the thunder.

He called upon his own Yin Five Thunders to build a circle of lightning electromagnetic field inside the divine mecha, which was like a plastic bag filled with water to isolate the fire and greatly cushioned the damage of the heavenly thunder.

If I hadn't used this method to block the most deadly ninth heavenly thunder, I would probably be the one lying on the ground.

Rao is so.

His body was almost shattered by the thunder in the high temperature and high pressure environment. When he raised his hand, he could see cracks between his pores that went straight through his bones.

Try your best and win by chance.

but……

He is truly the best in the world.

Before Zhang Mingdao could sigh, he suddenly noticed the life force field swarming towards him from thousands of meters away, and his face showed displeasure.

After this battle.

Not only did he severely offend Quan Xing, but he was also included in the list of Nadutong and Zhengdao Mingmen.

Those people would never miss the opportunity to get rid of me.

No one can be trusted.

He was seriously injured and it was inconvenient for him to cause trouble and attract attention.

Zhang Mingdao took out his broken cell phone, crushed it into pieces, found a direction, went straight down the mountain, and disappeared into the dense forest in a blink of an eye.

It’s not time for a cup of tea.

A large group of aliens came to help.

While they were amazed at the intensity of the battle, they found the seriously injured old master.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Everyone in Longhu Mountain was shocked.

They have been practicing in the mountains since they were young, and grew up listening to the legends of the old Heavenly Master. They firmly believe in the old Heavenly Master's world-renowned reputation and have never imagined such a scene.

The legend ends.

Rong Shan rushed to the old Taoist priest, knelt on the ground, swore in tears: "Master, I will definitely avenge you!"

Lu Jin was furious: "Zhang Mingdao betrayed his master and ancestors and even killed the old master!"

At this time.

Suddenly a voice was heard.

"What's the fuss about?"

Zhang Zhiwei opened his eyes: "I'm not dead yet!"

He simply used his innate Qi to slow down the blood flow in his abdominal blood vessels, used the Golden Light Mantra to temporarily stop the bleeding, and fell into a state of near-tortoise sleep. Just as he had stabilized his injuries, he heard his disciples crying, and he was extremely annoyed.

Everyone was overjoyed to see that the old master still had a chance of life. They quickly contacted the hospital and summoned his disciples who were proficient in medicine to provide emergency treatment.

of course.

Some strange people, including Nadutong, are not most concerned about the safety of the old Taoist priest.

They stayed in the barren mountains, observing and investigating the traces of battle at the scene, simulating the scene at that time in their minds, and evaluating the upper limit of Zhang Mingdao's strength.

It is not convenient for the Tianshi Mansion to chase people away, so let them go.

Wait until there is no one around the old master.

As Zhang Mingdao's closest person on the mountain, Zhiyu apologized to the old Taoist priest with a sad face and handed over two handwritten booklets:

"He came up the mountain and gave me two techniques. I thought they were unique and was ready to practice them, but I didn't expect this to happen!"

The means Zhang Mingdao used to commit violence had already spread among his disciples. If he learned them, he would probably be beaten to death on the spot by the angry teachers and seniors.

He had a good relationship with Zhang Mingdao, but he did not want to be seen as an accomplice in rebelling against his master, so he had no choice but to confess honestly to the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest took the secret book, glanced at it, and forced himself to straighten up despite his injured body, thinking hard.

After a long time.

He sighed: "What a talent! What a great technique! But it's a pity that we have different paths and cannot work together!"

Zhang Mingdao's martial arts were derived from the Golden Light Mantra and Thunder Method of the Tianshi Mansion, but their emphasis was completely different. He focused on transforming the power of heaven and earth for his own use and swallowing up everything. He took the path of true self, which was incompatible with the Taoist philosophy of emphasizing the unity of man and nature.

He suddenly remembered the scene where the two of them had argued about whether thunder magic could be used to refine the body.

The inheritance of the thunder magnetic body is Zhang Mingdao's best answer.

Both books start with methods of body training and gradually expand the meaning of "body", but they cannot be simply regarded as methods of body training.

"practice!"

Zhang Zhiwei said in a firm tone: "Why not practice?"

Since it is useful, you can practice it.

The Tianshi Mansion is not a sect that clings to one set of skills.

Zhang Mingdao can create martial arts with his own ideas, and later generations can also reinterpret the martial arts with the Taoist principle of "purity and nature".

The inheritance is long-lasting, and the success or failure is not determined by one generation.

Zhang Zhiwei thought for a moment and said, "Also, tell them that Zhang Mingdao will be expelled from the Taoist sect. From now on, Tianshi Mansion will have nothing to do with Zhang Mingdao anymore."

"Yes!"

Zhiyu nodded his head.

……

The next day.

The news that Zhang Mingdao, the abandoned disciple of Tianshi Mansion, defeated the old Tianshi spread like wildfire.

Shock the world.

Fellow disciples killed each other, the top leader changed, and the winner was a young man in his early twenties?

Every element is eye-catching.

News in the circle of extraordinary people comes like snowflakes, and meetings are held frequently.

Prominent figures in the circle called the Tianshi Mansion one after another, wanting to find out the truth, which made the heads of the Tianshi Mansion extremely worried.

Not to mention the disciples of Tianshi Mansion.

Even those who participated in the Luotian Grand Ceremony could not escape the harassment.

"Brother Tang, I really didn't see it clearly."

"It's eight kilometers away, and it's pitch black in the middle of the night. How can I see a person's face?"

Zhang Chulan hung up the phone with a complicated look on his face, muttering, "Hey! What's going on?"

The old Heavenly Master treated him kindly, never meeting him, and passed on the position of Heavenly Master to him. Although he had plans to keep secrets, he could not hide his sincere desire to protect him.

Zhang Mingdao treated him well. When they met, he taught him the Golden Light Body Refining Method and helped him find a sparring partner for special training, so that he could win the Luotian Grand Ceremony.

The two of them have been arguing to this point.

What else can he do!

What makes Zhang Chulan painful is.

In this situation, he could hardly suppress the joy in his heart.

It started ever since my grandfather’s grave was dug up and his body was stolen.

He was caught up in the huge wave of sixty years ago and became the focus of the circle of extraordinary people, with no chance to breathe.

I always dream that someone will harm me and steal the source of my Qi.

too tired!
The moment when Zhang Mingdao defeated the old Taoist priest.

He suddenly felt relieved, without any more eyes on him.

Eight magical skills?

No one discusses the Eight Great Skills anymore.

The founders of the Eight Great Techniques were either dead or disabled.

Those who are lucky enough to be alive exist in this world like rats in the gutter.

No one is as domineering and sharp as Zhang Mingdao!
He beat up the heads of the Wang, Lu and Lu families, and threatened to make Quan Xing change his name, defeat the old Taoist priest, and sit on the current supreme position.

Everybody just wants to know.

Why is he so powerful!
While Zhang Chulan was thinking, he ran into Xu San who came hurriedly and asked, "What's the matter?"

"event."

Xu San's face was solemn: "The headquarters has called all the regional leaders to discuss a secret mission, which requires the cooperation of temporary workers to complete."

Down the mountain.

The storm is raging.

(End of this chapter)