Shan Liang withdrew from the system space, and there was a feeling of being in a different world.

Following Chen Youkang's vision, after more than two years, he almost became obsessed with his past.

It made him a little awe-inspiring.

We'll have to pay attention to this in the future.

He had watched documentaries about the early years of the war, some spies infiltrated other countries, other regions or camps, and lived a different life and identity, and after a long time, they lost themselves, and it was difficult to think about the past mission.

My current situation is more serious than the one who has changed his identity, and he directly experiences other people's lives from the first perspective, and if he falls into his memory and loses himself, then he will be in trouble.

The martial artist I met now is not too strong, what if one day, I meet a strong person, and his memory fragment is often cultivated for decades?

Decades have passed, and when you wake up, are you still your true self?

Keep your heart!

He admonished himself secretly.

Through the two years of cultivating the Eighteen Holy Hands, he also discovered a problem, although the time of aura recovery is a matter of recent years, the existence of martial arts has a long history, and it has been passed down for I don't know how many years.

More than twenty years ago, the aura of heaven and earth was extremely thin, but Chen Gang was able to cultivate to the peak of the fourth grade.

And that group of mysterious black-clothed people is even more terrifying, and everyone's cultivation doesn't seem to be worse than Chen Gang.

But I don't know which mysterious organization they come from......

For this, I should pay attention to it in the future.

According to his original plan, he continued to challenge Zhuang Han and Cheng Jianfeng directly in the system space, and used up the remaining number of challenges.

But now he does get a little tired.

You need to take a break first.

The recovery of Yuan Li cannot alleviate mental fatigue.

He lay down with his robes, and fell into a deep sleep in the gentle moonlight.

When I woke up in the morning, I found that Zheng Long had already gotten up.

Boxing in the courtyard.

The Seven Wounds Fist was unleashed in his hand, one by one, looking dull and stiff, but it was fierce and fierce.

That's his fighting style.

And next to it, the fake Taoist priests of the Laojun Temple were watching.

Two children stared at Zheng Long with adoration on their faces, applauding.

"Uncle, uncle, are you the warrior on TV?"

"Uncle, teach me well, I also want to be a martial artist!"

"I want to too, I want to. ”

After the punch, the two little boys surrounded and chattered.

This tower-like strong man, serious and dull, at this moment in the face of the two children, but a rare smile, very patient said: "You are still too young, when you go to school, the teachers will organize you to test your qualifications, if the qualifications are good enough, you will naturally be able to cultivate to become a martial artist, if the qualifications are too poor, then there is no way." ”

"Don't, don't, we want to be warriors now. ”

"I want to cultivate right now. ”

The two children pulled Zheng Long and didn't let go, they weren't afraid of him.

Man Shuke ran over at this time, and shouted from a distance: "You two stinky cubs, come here." Don't dwell on there!"

The two children seemed to be afraid of him, and when they heard the scolding, they ran back.

"Children are not sensible, don't be surprised, big brother. Man Shuke said with a smiling face.

When I first met, I said that the Buddha was the Tao, and his ability to observe words and emotions was not bad, and he had already seen the extraordinaryness of Shan Liang. Now that I know that Zheng Long is a martial artist, that respect is really not a disguise.

When Zheng Long faced him, he was much colder, and a cold snort came out of his nose: "Hmm." ”

And they paid no more attention to him.

"Let's get something to eat. Shan Liang said hello and fiddled with his mobile phone, "We may have to bother you here for a few days, and I will transfer you another 1000, which will be regarded as food expenses." ”

As he spoke, he casually turned 2000.

He winked at Manshuk.

"This little coarse tea and light rice is nothing, how can I ask for your money?"

Man Shuke understood what Shan Liang meant.

was polite, but accepted the money with a smile on his face as soon as possible.

"Accept it, your chef's farm food is good. It would be nice to give us more of our best dishes. Shan Liang waved his hand.

"In that case, then I'm going to be so flattering. Of course it's good...... Before Lao Liu came to the temple, he was the chef of the farmhouse. ”

Then he turned his head to the elderly Taoist priest who was sitting in the distance with his eyes closed and said, "Boss, this brother has transferred 1,000 food expenses, and I will transfer it to you." ”

As for the extra thousand, it naturally went into his own pocket.

Flattered.

"What is flattering, you can't squirt feces with your mouth without culture, that's called disrespectful!"

The old Taoist priest patted the dirty Taoist robe casually, first scolded Man Shuke, and then turned his head to Shan Liang with a smile and said, "Then thank you Xiaoyou." ”

Shan Liang smiled slightly and did not speak.

Zheng Long watched it interesting from the sidelines, and at the same time was surprised by the old Cheng of Shan Liang's work.

This young man seems to be able to survive easily in any environment.

And it's moisturizing.

It's all an illusion...... This is a little!

He said silently in his heart.

The Taoist priests and the families of the Taoist priests in the Laojun Temple, seeing that Zheng Long was no longer boxing, had no interest in staying, and their birds and beasts scattered.

The women and children were playing, watching TV and watching TV, and the Taoist priests were back in their respective halls, ready to fool the pilgrims who came for the first time.

Squeak.

The door opened, and Lu Xiaofei walked out and stretched.

The bright sun fell on her body, and there was a golden color, and her jet-black hair was scattered over her shoulders, shining in the sunlight.

Her face was not covered with any makeup, but it was fair and translucent, with a radiant glow.

Bathed in the sun, the beauty is otherworldly, like a white lotus flower that emerges from the mud and is not stained, it seems that it is blasphemous to look at it more.

Those Taoist priests who had already left, looking at her appearance, all subconsciously stopped, and there was only one thought in their hearts: "In this world, how can there be such a dusty and holy strange woman?"

"Oh, brother, Instructor Zheng, you're all up. I still want to get up early to make breakfast, but I can't wake up when I sleep so well, it's so annoying. ”

Lu Xiaofei pursed her lips, complaining a little that she got up late and her brother couldn't eat the breakfast she cooked.

Her dusty, holy expression, with her action, instantly broke the gong.

But there is a kind of petite, cute, and natural outpouring.

Let those Taoist priests who were stunned couldn't help but feel a feeling of care.

But Shan Liang and Zheng Long don't have any sense of care at all.

The two of them looked at Lu Xiaofei who came out blankly, their mouths were wide open, their faces were full of shock, their eyes were full of incredulity, and they blurted out at the same time:

"Damn—"

The expressions and movements of the two are the same.

They all looked like they had seen a ghost.

"Erya, why did you break through again?"

Shan Liang was so excited that he even shouted out Lu Xiaofei's nickname, "You...... Is it so diao?"

"I don't know. I just felt like I was falling asleep, and I touched something, it seemed to be a door, and I pushed it open...... Unexpectedly, I couldn't wake up at all, and I kept sleeping...... And then there was a breakthrough. ”

Lu Xiaofei was a little embarrassed, "I didn't want to break through." ”

"Three-rank martial artist!"

Zheng Long didn't know what to say, he felt that he had lived to a dog for decades, and said bitterly, "Is this the only qualification that is infinitely close to 10?" Lu Xiaofei, have you been practicing for a month, and you are a third-grade martial artist?"

Thinking about how hard I worked, but I couldn't even touch the bottleneck of the peak of the second grade, it was really ...... There is no love in life!