Chapter 13 [Whale]

Author: Caixinguaguagua

Chapter 13 [Whale]

Half an hour later.

Plop!

"Wu Dalang" fell to the ground with his head broken, blood gushing out like a fountain.

"The world of gods..."

Wu Dao, who had initially understood the world, casually wiped the blood on his hands, looked up at the hazy sky, and raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth.

Although "Wu Dalang" was just a member of the Sihai Gang, his identity as an indigenous person still provided Wu Dao with a lot of useful information.

The first thing that can be confirmed is that this world called Shenhuang is indeed an extraordinary world where people show their holiness and practice brilliantly.

Simply speaking, there is more than one extraordinary path among the human race!

Martial arts, immortality, war...

Different systems, all roads lead to immortality.

but!!

No matter what the path is, all without exception have innate hardware requirements!

Martial arts requires Qihai Dantian, immortality requires Zifu spiritual roots, and military Dao requires Huang Tingbingtai...

Only by possessing these innate "organs" can one truly emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly, transcend the worldly world, and embark on the journey of leaping through life and becoming a god.

And such a stranger.

It can be said that there is no one among a hundred, or even one among a thousand.

The vast majority of people still live an ordinary and mediocre life, and it is difficult to see what the scenery is like above the sky.

This is a world where innate bloodline determines acquired achievements, and there are real monsters and monsters, which are extremely unfriendly to ordinary people!

Even if you have perseverance and perseverance.

Without the help of innate "organs", one will be just a mortal after cultivating until death, and will not be able to enter the threshold of the great avenue.

For example, take Meng Qingshuang, the young master of the Sihai Gang.

At the pinnacle of martial arts foundation building, with great divine power, it seems to ordinary people that he can respond to a hundred calls, and he is majestic and unattainable.

But in fact, he is just a poor person on the path of extraordinary pursuit.

Nothing else.

There is no Qi Hai Dantian!

On the path of martial arts, if you want to continue to improve after reaching the realm of divine power, you must use the innate vitality in the Qihai Dantian to wash away and purify impurities throughout the body, break out of the cocoon, and increase the upper limit of the human body.

The same goes for other extraordinary paths.

The quality of the container does not improve.

Nature can't carry more power, it's a simple truth.

This is a dead end, and it cuts off hope at the root, and efforts the day after tomorrow cannot change it at all.

Unless you're not a human being!

It just so happened that the Sihai Gang was extremely unkind, and Meng Qingshuang was also ruthless enough.

In order to break God's blockade.

Choosing to coexist with demons, he turned his mortal body into a demon body. While losing his humanity, he gained stronger power and opened the way ahead with extremely vicious killings.

Such behavior.

Different perspectives have different views.

Perhaps he is a treasonous and heinous lunatic.

Or maybe he is a warrior who refuses to accept his fate and rises up to fight.

But from the perspective of Wu Dao, it is very consistent with the law of nature that the weak eat the strong and all things strive for self-improvement.

certainly.

Let's forget about not being a human being.

The prerequisite for mastering power is always to master yourself first.

The transition of life is constantly breaking the shackles. After transformation, I am still me.

Instead of relying on aliens to make people become neither humans nor ghosts, and lose their true self.

"The blood theory?"

The brain digests the information obtained.

Wu Dao narrowed his eyes slightly and concentrated on sensing the human body using the method taught by "Wu Dalang".

"Ah……"

After a while, he opened his eyes again.

He didn't find those three extraordinary "organs" in his body, so he couldn't help but laugh.

Before he created the Secret of Stealing Heaven in his previous life, he had sought the truth to no avail, and he hated this extraordinary way of focusing on lineage from the bottom of his heart.

Whether it is myths and legends, fantasy worlds, or even the inheritance of religious traditions...

All information related to extraordinary things.

They are all telling you about blood, bones, qualifications, and feet...

A mortal body should be honest and mediocre for the rest of its life. After a hundred years, it will be a pile of withered bones. Don't have any whims!

What the fuck!

I don’t believe in this evil!

There was indeed such resentment in Wu Dao's heart at that time, and it was precisely driven by this resentment.

He worked tirelessly, forgot to eat and sleep, and was half crazy. At the age of forty, he created the secret breathing method that broke the shackles of the Creator and unleashed the human body's potential.

Heaven forbids it, the thieves will not stop!

Steal the sky! Steal the sky!

If you don't give it to me, I will steal it. Even if you have an ordinary body, you can become extraordinary and become a saint!

"I thought that when time and space changed, there would be no more shackles in this life, but I didn't expect it, especially in the previous life."

Wu Dao's expression remained calm, but in his heart, his yearning for the extraordinary path in this world had been shattered, and he had no regrets.

No way to go!

Then chop your way out!

The strong wind blows the grass, but the wildfire cannot burn it all!

The strong will always be strong, only trash will complain!

Phew~

The breeze blows, refreshing!

Wu Dao breathed a sigh of relief and cast his eyes on the two broken bones on the ground. After some searching, he found two more books in his hand.

"Spirit Snake Fist"

"Ba Whale Fist"

The two boxing secret books, one new and one old, should come from the legacy of Meng Qingshuang, the young leader of the Sihai Gang.

If there hadn't been an accident like Wu Dao.

Maybe in a few years.

Two young masters with special skills from the Four Seas Gang will appear from somewhere.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

"Martial arts?"

Wu Dao became somewhat interested. He ignored the flesh and blood on the floor and sat on the ground, flipping through two boxing secret books.

Regarding martial arts techniques.

He also studied in his previous life, whether it was modern fighting or traditional martial arts, but later discarded them all.

Because in his opinion.

The essence of fighting is to compare who has the best physique. Strength, speed, and nerve reactions are better than all skills.

Of course, this is relative.
To be continued...