Heroes of the Plane Cultivation System

Chapter 131 The Secret of Longevity
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After walking for a while, Lu Wuchen, under the leadership of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, arrived at the No. [-] martial arts gym in Yangzhou - Shilong Dojo.

The gate was painted with vermilion lacquer. Two stone lions with ferocious faces were placed on both sides of the gate. Two burly men stood at the gate, looking at the people coming and going with indifferent eyes.

When Lu Wuchen showed up at the door with his two apprentices, the eyes of the two men naturally fell on Lu Wuchen. They saw that Lu Wuchen was dressed in brocade clothes, elegant and handsome, and dressed up as a full-fledged son of an aristocratic family. The next person took the lead. , clasped his fists and saluted and said, "I don't know why the young master is here?"

Lu Wuchen smiled lightly and said, "I've heard for a long time that Taoist Master Shi Long is the number one master in Yangzhou. I'm here to visit you today. I hope I can tell you about it!" As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped his wrist and a piece of silver appeared in Lu Wuchen's hand. , and handed it to the man in a vague way.

Weighing the silver in his hand vaguely, feeling the full weight, the man swung his long sleeves, and the silver in his hand disappeared without a trace, then with a smile on his face, he hastily saluted: "My lord, please follow me!"

As soon as he turned his head, Lu Wuchen ordered Kou's two apprentices to wait in a teahouse not far away, and then followed the man into the dojo.

As soon as he stepped into the door, there was a "hum" sound in his ears. Lu Wuchen heard the sound and went out, only to see dozens of people practicing their respective martial arts in the spacious courtyard. The scene was quite spectacular.

"Hehe, I made you laugh, please come here."

Seeing that Lu Wuchen seemed to be looking at the crowd practicing martial arts, the man smiled slightly, a look of color flashed across his face, then he made a gesture of invitation to Lu Wuchen, turned around and walked towards the depths of the courtyard.

Seeing the flash of color on the man's face, Lu Wuchen showed a strange smile. If the man in front of him knew that he was here to play, he wondered if he would be as attentive as he is now.

Smiling slightly, Lu Wuchen didn't speak, followed behind the man in a leisurely manner, and followed his pace straight through the courtyard, and not long after, he came to the outside of a two-story wooden house.

Taking small steps, the man quickly walked to the door of the wooden house, knocked on the door twice, and suddenly a middle-aged man's voice came from inside, with a very dignified tone.

"What's the matter?"

Hearing this, the man replied respectfully: "Master, a young master has come, and he said he wants to call on you."

There was silence inside the door, and there was no answer for a long time. This made the man at the door sweat a lot on his forehead, and he didn't know if he had done something wrong, and he shouldn't have brought this son to disturb the master.

Just when the cold sweat on the man's forehead was about to form a river, he heard a "creak", and the wooden door suddenly opened automatically, which made him feel relieved immediately, and his heart was finally relieved.

"The distinguished guest is here. Shilong didn't come far to welcome you. I hope you can forgive me."

Hearing these seemingly polite but indifferent words, Lu Wuchen smiled slightly, walked in without speaking.

The room was very simple, with no other things except some simple necessities, and Shi Long was sitting on the board at the moment, his eyes constantly looking at Lu Wuchen who walked in.

"Hehe..." Shi Long chuckled lightly and said, "My lord looks very strange, I don't know where he came from? Why did you come to my place this time?"

Hearing this, Lu Wuchen smiled lightly, and said: "I'm just a nobody, not worth the Taoist priest's concern. I came here this time just to borrow a book from the Taoist priest."

"Oh? I don't know what book it is?" Shi Long asked suspiciously.

"Longevity!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the house suddenly turned cold, as cold as winter!

Looking at Lu Wuchen coldly, Shi Long was extremely gloomy, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his half-closed eyes, as if he wanted to kill Lu Wuchen, but Lu Wuchen was also oblivious to the killing intent in Shi Long's eyes, just looking out for himself Sitting in front of Shilong, he looked like an old god.

After a while, Shi Long's face changed from gloomy to clear, and he said with a bright smile: "Master, you are joking, the formula of longevity is the supreme treasure of Taoism, how could such a rare thing fall into the hands of a poor Taoist? Presumably, your master was deceived by someone right?"

"Hehe..." Lu Wuchen smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "Master Daoist, don't speak dark words in front of the wise, the secret of your longevity formula has spread like wildfire, and that Yu Wenhuaji is rushing here just to get you The longevity formula in my hand..."

At this point, Lu Wuchen didn't speak anymore, he knew that Shi Long was a smart person, and he didn't need to talk too much with a smart person, just stop as much as he wanted.

Sure enough, Shi Long's face changed instantly, his eyes flickered continuously, and at the end, he sneered, "I don't know what you mean, sir?"

"Give me the Secret of Immortality and I will help you get rid of this trouble."

Hearing this, the coldness on Shi Long's face increased by three points, and he said: "What if I don't want to give it?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Lu Wuchen said with a faint smile: "Then I can only grab it with my hands!" As soon as the words fell, Lu Wuchen slapped out a palm. The scattered energy was stirred by his palm, and gathered together, making this palm more masculine.

Pupils shrank, Shi Long punched out, the force of his punch was like a torrential river, flowing towards Lu Wuchen's palm layer by layer. When the fists and palms met, there was a muffled sound, and the power dispersed, like a storm passing through, nearby furniture and tables The chair tossed and cracked like fallen leaves in the wind, and rolled in all directions, only the stools Shi Long and Lu Wuchen were sitting on remained intact.

With a strange smile, Lu Wuchen's five fingers turned into claws, and suddenly clasped Shi Long's fist. A terrifying suction force suddenly rose out of the palm of his hand, directly sucking Shi Long's internal energy into his body.

"What kind of weird martial art is this?"

Shi Long's complexion changed drastically, and he roared involuntarily, wanting to struggle, but it was of no avail, he could only watch helplessly as his internal energy continuously flowed into the opponent's body.

After a while, Lu Wuchen waved his backhand, and Shi Long fell to the ground like a gourd rolling on the ground, trembling all over, as if he had aged 20 years in an instant.

With his fingers out like the wind, he hit the vital points on Shilong's body with several force in an instant, making Shilong unable to move his body even half a point, and could only look at Lu Wuchen resentfully.

Walking in front of Shi Long, Lu Wuchen smiled lightly and said, "Why is the Daoist doing this?" After speaking, in Shi Long's resentful eyes, he began to search his whole body. The book appeared in Lu Wuchen's hands.

Opening it slightly, he saw that there were seven figures in the book, none of which were facing each other, and were guided by various symbols such as red dots, arrows, etc., as if they were describing a certain method of cultivation, Lu Wuchen nodded immediately , This is indeed the formula for longevity.

With a slight movement of his ears, Lu Wuchen flicked his body, and moved lightly and horizontally for a few feet, while an icy blue saber aura brushed past his shoulders and slashed at Shi Long's body, knowing his life directly.

Oh!

The knife energy didn't dissipate, and it came out directly through the body, drawing a long gully on the ground, and a thin layer of ice condensed on the side of the gully in an instant.

As soon as he turned around, Lu Wuchen found a middle-aged man about 30 years old, tall and thin, with long hands and feet, and an indifferent expression, standing at the door with a treasured sword in his forehand.

Seeing the man at the door, Lu Wuchen asked indifferently: "Yu Wenhuaji?!"

Frowning, Yu Wenhuaji said coldly: "Hand over the longevity formula, and I can spare your life!"

Shrugging, Lu Wuchen smiled and said, "What if I don't want to hand it in?"

"That's it, die!"

As soon as the words fell, Yu Wenhuaji stepped forward, dancing with the treasured knife in his hand, and the ice blue knives shot out in a hurry, interweaving vertically and horizontally into a web of death, and raining on Lu Wuchen like a hood.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Lu Wuchen moved his footsteps lightly, his palms flew up, his palm shadows filled the sky, and the violent and domineering palm force whizzed away, colliding fiercely with the intertwined saber energy.

Rumble.

The wooden house collapsed, and the long shadow of the sword, the turbulent sword energy and palm strength finally disappeared in the air, however, the huge sound alarmed all the people in Shilong Dojo, and they ran away far away. Come over, looking horrified at the wooden house that has turned into ruins.
Swish!Swish!
There was a sound of clothes breaking through the air, and two figures flew up from the ruins. Their fists and feet collided continuously, and bursts of roaring sounds were heard. The scattered energy was like a whirlwind, blowing the spectators to and fro.

"Haha, Yu Wenhuaji, come and give me another palm!"

Amidst the laughter, Lu Wuchen pushed his iron palm horizontally, as if the palm was about to cut off the river, and the violent palm force was like a boundless sea, shooting towards Yu Wenhua and lasing away layer by layer.

Yu Wenhuaji only felt that he was like a flat boat on the sea, and was rolled up by the palm force involuntarily. Immediately, his mind froze, and his inner strength spewed out, and there were strands of ice crystals appearing in the surrounding space. Suddenly, an ice-blue palm appeared out of nowhere, and slapped Lu Wuchen straight.

boom!
When the two palms touched slightly, there was another loud bang, and the energy scattered away, like a hurricane, directly causing tiles and sawdust to fly in all directions, and the figures of Lu Wuchen and Yu Wenhuaji were also within reach. points, falling lightly at both ends.

After looking at each other for a while, Lu Wuchen stretched out his body and disappeared in place like a stream of light, but the laughter came very clearly: "Yu Huaji, this battle was not enjoyable! If there is a chance in the future, One more time..."

Suppressing the sweetness in his throat, Yu Wenhuaji said coldly: "Okay, if I have a chance, I will definitely compete with you!" The sound of this drink formed a line, and it suddenly flashed like an angry dragon in the night sky. Go away.

Flicking his sleeves, Yu Wenhuaji turned around with a cold face and strode away, thinking to himself: "Check, we must thoroughly investigate who this person is when we go back!"

Seeing Yu Wenhuaji strode away, none of the apprentices of Shilong Dojo dared to step forward to stop them, they just stared blankly at the ruined wooden house, their eyes full of helplessness...

(End of this chapter)