221. Rebuilding Jiazi, Cumulus Mountain, the Holy Land of Martial Arts 1
The seven buses are quite luxurious.
There is only one seat in a row, and there is a small table next to each seat, with a snack cabinet and a refrigerator.
There are iced drinks and even alcohol in it, ready to be taken out to drink.
Lu Sheng was the first to get on the bus.
When he got in the car, the other old students followed one after another.
He randomly found a seat in the third row, and the first two rows were immediately empty, and no one dared to sit.
All the old students sat down behind him in a very tacit understanding.
If there is not enough space for a single person, two people who have a good relationship squeeze together.
It is awe and respect.
The law of respect for the strong, the higher the level, the more vividly it is reflected.
Zhao Kangtai didn’t get in the car. As the leader of the Seventh National Congress, he has a personal car.
The one who really led the team was a student mentor of the Seventh University. He was in his 40s and wore a white martial arts uniform with the school badge and name of the Seventh University.
As soon as the team leader came up, he began to distribute martial arts uniforms to everyone.
“All of you are the top martial arts students of the Seventh University. This time the National University Student Martial Arts Conference represents the Seventh University. You should wear the same uniform, please change them.
If the size is not suitable, you can come to me to replace…”
Lu Sheng looked at “Four Five Seven” and saw the martial arts uniform in his hand. The style is similar to that worn by the leader of the team. The workmanship is exquisite and not bad.
There are curtains that can be pulled down on the top of each row of seats, so it doesn’t matter if you change clothes.
After everyone changed their clothes and the team leader swept through them with satisfaction, they began to explain all kinds of things about this National College Student Martial Arts Conference.
“…Some of the people here have already participated in a conference, and some are participating for the first time. In this case, I will introduce it again. Those who have never heard of it will listen carefully, and those who have heard will learn more about it…”
This team leader has a mild temper and is good at everything, but he just talks too much.
Lu Sheng looked out the window, watching the scenery passing from slow to fast outside the window, thinking about his own affairs in his mind.
“The seventh-level grandmaster is like a furnace with qi and blood, the will of martial arts is generated, and the grandmaster force field…
What about the eighth-level Grandmaster?
Qi and blood are condensed into pills, and the value of Qi and blood can reach more than 100,000 casually.
As soon as you make a move, you will have a combat power of tens of millions…”
From the master to the great master, it is another qualitative transformation.
Especially physically.
Qi and blood changed from liquid to solid and condensed, like the Taoist golden elixir described in ancient mysterious books, swallowed into the abdomen.
It continuously provides potential, stimulates cell activity, and scours out impurities in the body all the time.
When they reach the Grand Master, the lifespan of a warrior will skyrocket sharply, becoming a longevity among ordinary people.
Lu Sheng didn’t care about this, after the second stage of the immortal golden body was completed.
He is only one step away from the realm of qi and blood where the great master has coagulated into a pill, and he can step into it at any time.
“However, after the great master condenses into blood pills, his physique will continue to grow stronger as the blood pills are washed day and night.
The longer you enter the realm of the great master, the stronger your physique. “
This is also a benefit after entering the Grand Master. Qi and blood will hardly weaken over time. Unless death or special circumstances, the physical function can always be maintained at its peak, and it has the opportunity to impact the ninth-level Martial Saint.
Therefore, stepping into the realm of the great master also has another name, which is – Remaking Jiazi!
A Jiazi is 60 years, and the peak age of ordinary people is only 60 years.
Remaking Jiazi is not about 60 years of lifespan, but a second spring, and one more time to experience the peak period of the human body.
“The immortal golden body that is perfect in the second stage, even if it is not as good as those old masters, it is estimated that it will not be too bad. Besides, there is the third stage of cultivation…”
Lu Sheng is more concerned about the martial arts will of the great master.
Although he has obtained a lot of grandmaster-level master will in the dream space.
But what Lu Sheng saw was their external brilliance and hardness, and he had no chance to see the brilliance of their heyday.
“The physique of the great master and the will of the martial arts of the great master level, the power exerted is not as simple as 1+1…”
So far, Lu Sheng has never felt the strength of a real grandmaster.
The grandmaster-level zombies in the dream space are too unrepresentative.
Although Lu Sheng is now killing grandmasters like killing chickens, the gap between the seventh and eighth levels is even greater than the gap between the sixth and seventh levels.
“If you have a chance, you must feel it…”
If it is inevitable to confront Wu Sheng, then Lu Sheng needs to start preparing now.
He hadn’t even reached the Grandmaster Realm yet, and even if Wu Sheng wanted to kill him, he would never have shot him personally.
Therefore, Lu Sheng’s current imaginary opponent’s strength level is the eighth-level Grandmaster.
But no matter how strong the eighth-level Grandmaster is, he will definitely not be able to kill him.
And everything that can’t knock Lu Sheng down will only make him stronger, and sooner or later he will be able to screw Wu Sheng’s head off as a ball kick.
“Wu Sheng is like a towering tree, with luxuriant foliage and well-developed roots.
But the big tree attracts the wind, and the stronger the power, the more trouble it will involve.
It is impossible to handle everything by yourself, otherwise even Martial Saint will be exhausted to death…”
Lu Sheng thought to himself, “When I become a Martial Sage in the future, I must not make my forces so bloated.
If you find a hidden danger, you must immediately kill it and stifle the crisis in the cradle…”
Lu Sheng thought about it, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the leader of the team was still chattering.
I don’t know where he comes from so much nonsense.
He simply pulled the curtain and fell into sleep.
……
“Cumulus Mountain is here, everyone can get off…”
When Lu Sheng woke up, he found that the bus had stopped.
He was the first to get out of the car and looked at the scene in front of him.
Where he is now is at the foot of a mountain.
The ground is covered with grey slate tiles, many cars are parked around, and there are supermarkets and restaurants in the distance.
In front of it stood a huge mountain gate, with the word cumulus written on it in red paint.
Behind the mountain gate, there is a wide upward stone stairs.
“The group members at the back will follow as soon as possible, and it will be good to go up the mountain.
There are the Martial Saint Ruins, the creation of Heavenly Soldiers…”
A young tour guide spoke loudly with a loudspeaker in front of a group of tourists in red tourist hats.
It looks exactly like a tourist attraction.
“It was originally a tourist attraction.”
Lu Shenglai had checked the information on Cumulus Mountain before.
Cumulus Mountain is also known as Wusheng Mountain. It was in Cumulus Mountain that the first dragon country and the world’s first Wusheng level powerhouse was born.
Therefore, there are Wusheng ruins on Cumulus Mountain, which are called by many people as the Holy Land of Wudao.0
Every year, many people come to the pilgrimage to visit, and many of them are foreign martial artists.
Lu Sheng has now seen some blond, blue-eyed and strong foreigners in the square.
At this time, the other senior students from the Seventh University also followed.
The group of people uniformly wore white martial arts uniforms with seven names printed on them. They were tall and straight, and they were imposing. After getting off the car, they naturally attracted a lot of onlookers.
“Wow, a student of the Seventh Holy Martial University!”
“I seem to have seen students from the Sixth Sacred Martial University and the First Sacred Martial University before. I guess they came to compete. Every year, the National College Student Martial Arts Conference is held in Cumyun Mountain.”
“So we can watch the live competition?”
“Dreaming, the conference venue is on the top of Cumulus. There is no official badge to prove that you can’t get in. However, there are live broadcasts of the conference in many places in Cumyun Mountain, so you can watch the scene.”
“All right…”
Seeing that everyone was there, the leader of the team said, “We will go up the mountain next, you should follow my footsteps.”
The seniors nodded.
The leader of the team didn’t talk nonsense again this time, and he ran up the steps up the mountain in a flash.
The seniors followed suit.
All are the strength of the sixth-level warrior, and the speed is fully open at this time.
The group simply turned into white shadows.
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Ordinary mountaineering tourists only feel the flowers in front of them, and then they can only see a few small white backs.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this scene is no less than the scene in the movie.
Lu Sheng is also one of the white shadows.
He walked casually.
But the speed is still terrifyingly fast.
I even felt that the others were too slow, so I simply did not follow the flow deliberately, and took the first step up the mountain by myself.
The leading instructor led the team to run for dozens of minutes, stopped, and looked back to see if there was no left behind.
Squinting his eyes and counting again, he suddenly couldn’t help but speak.
“Where’s Lu Sheng?! Where is Lu Sheng from our school? He didn’t follow?”
An old student below stopped to drink water, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said in surprise, “Lu Sheng ran 1.4 in front of you twenty minutes ago. Didn’t you see it, teacher?”
“Uh….”
The instructor who led the team suddenly froze, looked back at the stone steps that stretched straight up, and suddenly couldn’t say a word.
……
“Xiaoyun, stop for a while.”
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On the stone steps of the deserted mountain road, two figures quickly climbed up.
The two walked like a monkey, and every step they took, they could cross a distance of at least seven or eight meters.
You know, this is not a flat ground, but a stone step with a steep slope.
A step spanning nearly ten meters is not a tyrannical warrior, and it cannot be done at all.
Hearing the call, the figure walking ahead stopped.
Turning around, it was a girl in a light blue martial arts uniform.
Tall and well-proportioned, with long hair tied back in a ponytail, revealing a clean and beautiful face.
Because of the climbing all the way, I sweated a lot.
This fair and pretty face was slightly flushed, and the skin was more delicate, like a fine ruby covered with morning dew.
“Take a rest first, we’ll go up later.”
The one who stopped the girl was a middle-aged man wearing the same martial arts uniform as her. He looked in his thirties, and his facial features were tough and square.
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