My future is invincible?

Chapter 9 Accurate or not
The thickness of a strand of [Cang Hua] is about one-fifteenth of a hair.

As a successfully cultivated life cluster, it is not a senseless hair, but a Taoist organ that is more flexible and sensitive than fingers.

It is sharp, tough, and can be controlled and changed at will. It can also release spiritual energy, travel effectively, and stop bleeding stably.

[Cang Hua] is also the best surgical instrument.

The scene of millions of strands of [Cang Hua] piercing into the human body at the same time is extremely thrilling. If you are not careful, Huo Yuanjia will be cut into thousands of pieces by the sharp white hair in an instant, or directly burned into charcoal by the suddenly out-of-control spiritual power. This is a huge test for the operator.

Precision is the difference between slaughter and surgery.

Even the current Lan Yi has to be more serious so as not to kill his past benefactor.

He is not the kind of person who would stop at a certain point in revenge and would destroy his own family to repay a favor.

No matter what.

As the martial arts benchmark of the Artificial God Realm 1909, the success of Huo Yuanjia's gift of martial arts will largely affect Lan Yi's subsequent arrangements.

He was used to making drastic changes to transform an artificial divine world for his own use.

Lan Yi had no intention of shrinking back and restraining himself.

This will also be the style of most psychic monks in the future, especially when the two factions of monks from the river civilization and the ocean civilization are competing fiercely and starting a team battle mode. Thousands of artificial god worlds will be used to forcibly replace and transform civilizations. That will be a test of the resilience and will of the monks from the two civilizations.

Following the nerve plexus and blood vessels, [Cang Hua] penetrated into Huo Yuanjia's body.

Various data, such as body temperature, heart rate, blood pressure, lung function, innate qi adaptation, five senses feedback speed, and whether the life cluster exists were quickly fed back to Lan Yi's brain.

Huo Yuanjia was in very good health.

Even if he took something as poisonous as arsenic, he wouldn't die immediately.

Some hidden injuries and illnesses left by excessive training and fighting in the ring did not escape Lan Yi's inspection. Combining the several martial arts techniques preserved in Lan Yi's memory, he soon came up with a reliable plan to quickly improve Huo Yuanjia to the level of great success in Qi training. An introductory move titled "Zhu Yan Tramples the Mountains" was sent into Huo Yuanjia's ears along with the vibration of "Cang Hua".

"If Zhu Yan is seen, the whole world will go to war."

'It's just right for what I'm going to do next.'

"Now that you have become a master, you should use this identity to the fullest."

Lan Yi followed the steps, as if he was building a model. The silver-white [Cang Hua] in the room began to glow amid the suppressed exclamations of the crowd, and its brightness was increasing rapidly.

This is the accelerated infusion of psychic energy.

[Cang Hua] tried his best to avoid the pain nerves, destroying the original tissues while filling them with the innate Qi of the great success level of Qi training.

Even Lan has the heart to control it.

Huo Yuanjia continued to groan in pain as the brightness of his white hair gradually became dazzling!
Even onlookers like Nong Jinsun and Chen Qimei, who didn't know what was happening, could feel that the Ciwu movement had reached a critical moment, and it was impossible for them not to be nervous.

Drive out the Tartars, revive China, and make all the barbarians submit!

Everything that the Shenzhou Empire lost in humiliation, maybe there is a hope that they can take it all back! By then, let alone leaving a name in history, that would be the honor of a founding emperor! Which Xinghan person can refuse this honor since ancient times?

As for those foreign journalists, they are equally nervous. This is a change that is even more incredible than the Industrial Revolution. In addition to technology, the world may open up another path of competition. They are now in this historic moment.

"Brother Jinsun, Master Lan Yixian scares me." Chen Qimei suddenly spoke from behind the crowd.

"Brother Qimei, why do you say that?" Nong Jinsun withdrew his gaze and asked in confusion. Chen Qimei did not answer, but handed a roll of paper to Nong Jinsun.

This was the intelligence sent to the meeting by his spies in the Liangjiang Governor-General's Office and people from all walks of life. The content of the intelligence was very magical. If Lan Yi was not right in front of him, Chen Qimei would definitely have scolded it as hysterical and unrealistic.

The content of the intelligence is even more outrageous than Emperor Guangwu’s meteorite summoning.

There was an immortal holding thunder in his hand, which sank dozens of ironclad ships of the great powers on the Yangtze River, and all the officers and soldiers on the warships were killed.

"Is this... true?" Nong Jinsun's glasses almost fell off his nose.

"It should be true. Jingxiong and Huanqing have already set off for Puhai. Dezun is preparing to end his activities in Dongyang ahead of schedule. They all want to meet the Immortal Master in person, explain the pros and cons, and beg the Immortal Master..."

At this point, Chen Qimei found it extremely absurd and couldn't help but laugh dryly twice.

"…I'm afraid that everyone has underestimated the Immortal Master's methods and ambitions. If all future martial artists have the ability to sink ironclad ships like the Immortal Master, no, as long as they are not afraid of foreign guns, then the good days of the foreigners will be over."

"The Immortal Master wants all the foreigners to die." Nong Jinsun hit the nail on the head.

If that menopausal old witch had the courage to declare war.

Then they will have the capital to declare war in the future.

"Not good. If this is true, I'm afraid the imperial court and foreigners will come to arrest people now." Nong Jinsun frowned.

He was not afraid that Lan Yi would be imprisoned and shot.

But he was afraid that Lan Yi would go on a killing spree.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

The power of the ship's cannon would definitely be a disaster if it landed in the city. And if the immortal master was able to sink an ironclad ship, if he was angered, he would directly kill people in the city and make a river of blood, which would harm innocent people.

If too many people die, it will be difficult for them to clean up the mess even if they want to.

"Brother Jinsun is worrying too much. I'm afraid the Governor-General of Liangjiang is too busy to take care of himself. As for the foreigners..." Chen Qimei sneered. "...The imperial court is afraid of the surprise of its allies, but we are not afraid as long as our backbones are intact. I can't wait for the foreigners to come and deal with them together with the Immortal Master!"

When talking about foreigners, Chen Qimei and Nong Jinsun's eyes became bloodshot.

Ceding territory and paying compensation was a loss of rights and humiliation of the country.

Let’s not mention all these. Just when the foreigners sent troops to attack, those beasts committed rape, looting, massacre, arson and all kinds of atrocities. Any Xinghan person with a little blood in his veins would have red eyes and hair standing on end with rage, and would wish to eat their flesh, drink their blood, and sleep on their skin!

If you don't have the power, you can only swallow your anger.

Looking at Huo Yuanjia, whose painful groans gradually turned into powerful breaths and whose heart was beating like a huge bell, Chen Qimei felt that they would probably not have to swallow their anger in silence soon.

"Roar!!!"

[Cang Hua] The lightning was so bright that it was blinding, and Huo Yuanjia's roar like a ferocious beast erupted in the spacious lecture hall, creating strong winds and waves visible to the naked eye!
Just as Chen Qimei expected.

Puhai, the former site of the Prince of Han's Palace and the Governor-General's Office of Liangjiang.

At this moment, the Governor-General of Liangjiang, Zhang Ji, was already numb. He had been in office for less than a month, and the news was suddenly exposed. The foreigners were going crazy. This pragmatic, capable, dignified and mature minister, who could be called a gentleman, was sweating profusely at this moment, not knowing what to do.

(End of this chapter)