I overslept, what an idiot, I'm sorry everyone, and this transition volume is finally over, from tomorrow onwards the wonderful life of the dragon, oh yeah
Every Shaolin monk knew that Master Xuan Ku's last disciple was the most hardworking person. He was simply the role model for all the young monks in the temple. He woke up the earliest and went to bed the latest. He was busy every day and had no free time. If it was only for one day, no one in the temple would remember him. If there was a year like this, the people in the temple would marvel, admire, and remember it all the time. However, some people had been doing this for fifteen years, and they had become numb to it. He only knew that the most diligent disciple in the temple was a disciple named Hui Jing.
It was morning again, and Bai Shui had already fully developed into an elegant black youth. He woke up from his meditation and felt refreshed all over his body. He knew that he had reached his limit. The zhenqi that he had cultivated could no longer be compressed into his dantian. Therefore, the zhenqi had spread into his limbs and bones, strengthening them step by step. Bai Shui turned over and put on the small coat by the bed. He carried a bucket that was even bigger than him on his back and held a large wooden bucket in each hand. As usual, he ran thirty miles to a pool to get water. It was the rainy season in June, and the river was surging. There was a waterfall on the cliff that surged down.
Bai Shui took off her coat and threw it to the side. Then, she leaped up like a hunting leopard. He quickly and accurately dropped into the place where the waterfall fell, sticking his head out at the place where the water collided. Accompanied by his strange breathing, Bai Shui began to perform a simple Arhat Fist. The violent water current hit his naked skin, causing small splashes. Bai Shui expressionlessly finished a set of punches, then suddenly roared and jumped onto a large rock beside the pool. Lie down and try your best to relax.
Fifteen years ago, he had discovered the secret of his dantian, and that very night, he had fainted from the shock. It was simply a bolt from the blue sky. It was too playful. If he wanted to join the story of the Heavenly Dragon, he had to complete his breakthrough before the age of nineteen. Without martial arts, how could he play with the heroes of the world? So for fifteen years, he didn't even lie down to sleep. Every day, he meditated and circulated the Nine Yang Divine Skill without a moment of relaxation. Fortunately, the Nine Yang Divine Technique was indeed one of the strongest internal arts. The growth of his internal energy was almost a leap forward, allowing him to finally accumulate enough true energy to fill his dantian ten years ago. Then, he stopped the growth of his inner force and began to practice the usage of inner force and various techniques. The training of the body began at the age of six.
He did all the basic Shaolin training methods such as chopping wood, carrying water, and weighing a big spoon, and he did it at a multiple of others. In terms of martial arts, he did not learn the Dragon Capture Hand, Dragon Claw Hand, and Prajna Palm that he had been so envious of. Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt had all reached the Mahayana level, and his Indestructible Body had also reached the Mahayana level. He also came up with the Arhat Fist, which was the best way to strengthen one's physique, to practice under the waterfall. He used the Indestructible Body Technique to roll in the rapid river and used the force of the collision with the pebbles to accelerate the cultivation speed of the Indestructible Body. He had thought of a whole bunch of self-torturing methods, and he had also increased the sturdiness of his internal organs to the limit. Today, he was completely confident that he could deal with the impact of the explosive dantian true energy. Tonight, he could lie comfortably in bed and sleep until dawn tomorrow.
But habits were really hard to change! He clearly did not have to wake up early to get water to train his body today, but he still woke up. He even spent a lot of effort to restrain the urge to go down and cultivate the Indestructible Body Divine Art again. He did not know if this was his luck or misfortune.
Bai Shui sat up and looked into the water. A strong and vigorous youth was revealed. There was no longer any trace of her fair skin from when she was young. Her outline was like a stone carved by the wind, so tough that it was scary. F * ck, my dream of being a handsome young hero has been shattered. There's no hope at all. After fifteen years of hard work, he couldn't take it anymore. This place had already caused him to develop obsessive-compulsive disorder. He would leave immediately and go to Dali. The place where the story of the heavenly dragon began, Duan Yu! I've been stifled for fifteen years and even forgot to fart. I'll find you to play and relieve my boredom first!
Since he already had regrets, he couldn't have any more regrets in the future. Otherwise, he would torture himself into a lunatic. Wouldn't that be too much of a loss? I'm not going to learn Shaolin's martial arts anymore. I'm going to learn the most gorgeous moves of the Carefree Sect. He would go to the Miracle Doctor Xue Muhua with his tanned skin. He was going to return a pretty boy to him anyway. Silver? Just find a big family and rob them! Let's not talk about the beauty first. Although he was suffocating, he was still very envious of Xiao Feng's love. It was good to find a woman and fall in love with her sincerely.
Bai Shui couldn't bear it any longer. He sat down cross-legged and gritted his teeth as he exploded the concentrated zhenqi in his dantian. A torrent of zhenqi rushed into Bai Shui's meridians. Even though Bai Shui's meridians had reached their limits after fifteen years of selfless cultivation, the pain was still as painful as a knife cutting through them. The true energy was drawn to the various major meridians and then scattered by the move. The surrounding things were shattered by the powerful destructive force. After an hour of frenzied activity, Bai Shui's zhenqi was finally completely exhausted. Feeling the thin zhenqi in his body begin to form a perfect cycle, Bai Shui laid on the ground and laughed loudly.
Fifteen years later, he finally got rid of the restrictions he had encountered when he transmigrated. From then on, he could fly freely in the sky and jump freely in the sea. I can do whatever I want. No one can limit me. As long as he went back and said goodbye, the great world of the Heavenly Dragon would be free for him to roam.
Also, the path I paved is still relatively big. Regarding Xuan Ku and the nameless old monk, their scenes are all at the end. It's not just a little bit in the book. I have nothing to say about this chapter. It was necessary to end this childhood.
The Heavenly Dragon was a world for adults. Heroes, beauties, idiots, monks, perverts, ah, there were too many of such characters. That's why, after I laid the foundation, I started to enter the adult stage. Everyone should also like the adult world!
That's it! Tomorrow morning, he would type another chapter and everyone would support him.
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