The cold night is gloomy, the stars are dotted, the whimpering wind blows whose distant memories are blown, whose thoughts are swept away by the quiet world, and a lonely warrior wields a heavy Zen staff in the wind under the eternal sky.

The whirring sound of breaking through the air tells of anger, sadness, or powerlessness, and the sound of whimpering is a mockery or encouragement for the weak.

The Zen staff in the wind gradually slowed down, the ground cracked a hundred feet, a wave of the town broke through the air, and a terrible roar tore the quiet long night.

His roar was echoed only by the crackling of burning wood and the whining of the wind, and there was no other sound, as if he had become the only survivor of the world, lonely, angry, unwilling, sad, and powerless.

A pitch-black demonic aura permeated from the left arm that looked like a ghost hand, and the golden spells surrounding the left arm increased exponentially, and a thick Sanskrit sound came from the sealing ring of the left arm.

Wu Chen's whole body was full of green muscles, his white hair swelled up to his waist in an instant, his left eye was glowing with thick blood, but his right eye was flashing with gold, the Zen staff had already slipped from his hand, his hands were fiercely grasping the ground, and his left arm was full of life and death.

And the right arm is the grass and trees grow wildly, today's huge blow to the loss of relatives caused the heart to lose control, the left arm demon hand demon energy impact the heart, resulting in the division of the heart and demons, if the current Wu Chen wants to turn around, he can only rely on himself.

The sound of war drums sounded, followed by a long suona sound, and at this time, Wu Chen's left arm demon qi contracted rapidly, and the vision changed rapidly, Wu Chen picked up the Zen staff weakly and staggered into the village.

The sound of suona, gongs, and drums came one after another, and then four villains in white clothes and white pants slowly came around a white paper cart and horse.

The blood-colored ghost lamp on the frame was filled with red light, and it didn't take long to arrive at the place where Wu Chen had just now, maybe he smelled something, and a poignant funeral song came from the white-clothed and white-pants villains around the paper cart and horse.

And Wu Chen, who had just entered the village, turned white with a brush, and as the saying goes, "The ghost marries, the soul is buried, the secluded chariot and horse send you away, the paper money road, the world, the door of death is wide open to the netherworld." That's the weirdness of wandering the world.

Immortality and immortality can't be provoked, it's not that no one has tried to solve it by force, but those who have tried it have died, this world is quite deep, not only the racial dispute, but also the weirdness that exists in heaven and earth has also come to life with the revival of aura, it does not belong to the Three Realms and does not exist in the Five Elements, and the living people retreat when they see it.

Wu Chen also knew this, but he couldn't leave yet, because it was night, and anything could happen in the wilderness at night.

If you go to the wilderness, the 'paper cart horse' will definitely die if you follow it, and the ordinary villages are guarded by formations, so I hope the formations left by the villages will still work.

At this time, the ghost of the 'paper cart horse' outside the village is even more permeating, and it is accompanied by some kind of faint horror notes.

It made people's scalp tingle, and suddenly, white paper money began to float in the air around them, and the glow of the ghost lamp on the frame turned into a miserable green of the forest, and the terrifying atmosphere under the swaying of the ghost lamp filled the four wilds, and the strange magic atmosphere was crazy to the extreme, and the dustless heart hiding in the village also mentioned the throat.

At this moment, a melodious bell rang out from the village, followed by the heavy sound of war drums, and the two different sounds converged into a strange ripple that spread out in all directions.

The frenzied movements of the 'paper cart and horse' were a pause, and the gloomy funeral requiem also stopped, but it did not retreat as usual, but stopped motionless outside the village.

A gust of wind blows, a faint bronze mirror rises from the 'paper cart horse', and a galloping yellow river is printed in the bronze mirror, pieces of broken bones float and sink in the river, and illusory ghosts shuttle on the surface of the river...

Wu Chen, who was in the village, sat on the ground like a force, there were so many things happening tonight that there was no time for people to breathe.

And the abnormal movement of the ghost hand on the left arm just now almost killed him, and now I realized that something was wrong when I looked at the ghost hand, and now the ghost hand is a lot more rounded than before, and it is more like a normal person's arm.

Originally, his left arm was lost, and the old man found a demon arm and asked his junior brother to continue the broken arm for Wu Chen, and the demon itself is unknown.

Therefore, it is precisely Wu Chen, who has followed the old man to practice Buddhist martial arts for twelve years, that dares to continue, otherwise others will only be eroded by demonic qi and become demons, so the only requirement for continuing the demonic arm is that the murderous aura and anger cannot be too heavy, otherwise they will be entered by demonic qi.

And now the demon arm has indeed changed, otherwise he couldn't withstand the erosion of the demonic qi just now, why did it change? By the way, the elegant scholar of the "prison" said that it could be solved, and Wuchen immediately crossed his knees and entered the cultivation state for the reason.

Originally, half of the demonic qi in the meridians and half of the golden true qi, the stalemate between the two caused Wuchen's strength to only be able to exert about half, but now the demonic qi in the meridians has disappeared, and the golden Buddhist true qi is like a vast river rushing through the meridians.

And in the center of the dantian, there was no blue chain before, Wu Chen felt that his true qi would swell with every breath, and a feeling of strength growth was born, and he was really overjoyed to see the dantian that was like a sea of stars recover again. Looking at the restored dantian, a long-lost thought came to mind.

The exercises he originally practiced might be very powerful, otherwise it would not be possible to be so obvious in expanding the meridians, otherwise it would not be possible for his body to be restricted by the magic arm and the dantian to have extremely strong combat power.

Because of how could the soul replacement know all the things about the previous body, the memories of the sixteen years of the previous body were almost zero, so he really didn't know the exercises he had practiced before, and what he was going to do was to switch to more familiar exercises after the body recovered.

"Martial arts, skills, martial arts, nourishing qi, martial arts, practice to strengthen the body, strengthen the spirit, the great man of chivalry for the country and the people, is really to condense the will of the people as one, the meaning of fists and feet weapons, unstoppable.

However, the martial artists of our generation practice it for themselves, condense the spiritual will for the essence, use the argument of the six qi for their own use, for the qi, break the fear in their hearts, and override the gods, immortals, Buddhas and demons for themselves

Turn yourself into a god and sit in the court of the gods, Fang is a martial artist, the fierce way, don't learn without the heart of nine deaths..... "The warning and admonition flowing through the title page in my heart, and then thinking about the unknown life and death of the old man, I made up my mind...

The golden Buddha power in the body began to push in a different way of operation, and the golden streamer that was originally outside the body gradually disappeared

The faint Sanskrit sound of the original golden Buddha power running also disappeared, replaced by a heavy and powerful heartbeat.

A colorless true qi grew rapidly in his body, and at the same time, the qi that was free from heaven and earth around him was also frantically pouring into Wu Chen's body.

The originally burly body is gradually becoming softer, and the bones are also frantically absorbing the qi of heaven and earth under the impetus of the true qi, and the original fluctuating true qi is also rapidly and gradually slowing down, and even becoming more imperceptible or even disappearing.

The original surging qi and blood in the whole body gradually condensed, and Wu Chen's body unconsciously stood up and played a variety of different punches, fierce, domineering, and soft, and the people who looked at it were dazzled.

Then there are palm techniques, leg methods, and body methods of all kinds of different things, and whenever the temperament on the body changes rapidly, and at the same time, the muscles and bones on the body are roaring, and a powerful concussive force comes from all over Wu Chen's body.

The original sharp temperament gradually turned into a kind of elegance and calmness, and a distinctive temperament began to emanate from Wu Chen's body, and when the fist was finished, a breath of turbid breath came out, and he continued to meditate cross-legged.

Gradually, the dustless breathing became more and more regular, and it became slower and slower, the original burly body gradually became thin, the original muscular body gradually became a soft and strong, and the swallowing of the surrounding heaven and earth vitality was still so terrifying.

However, the left arm, which had originally become soft, suddenly became abnormal, and a pure demonic qi rose from the left arm, and before it could escape, it was inhaled into the body by the terrifying swallowing power, and the cheating demonic qi was also within the range of this terrifying swallowing.

The demonic qi that was originally quite fearful and frightened was quickly assimilated into that colorless true qi after entering the body, and a pitch-black bead loomed in the center of the left arm, but even this staring magic bead could not stop this terrifying power of swallowing and assimilation, and it was not left from the original stalemate to being sucked and devoured.

The originally hideous magic arm gradually became similar to the color and shape of the right arm after losing its demonic energy, but the faint blue light flashed to indicate that it was different.

After the demonic energy on the left arm was devoured, the golden runes that originally ring the arm turned into several golden runes and carved on the left arm, and the waist-length white hair that was originally spawned by the demonic qi also turned black again, and the blood-colored left eye, which was originally a little demonic, also turned into normal.

Long breathing, heavy heartbeat, the sound of blood flowing like a river, fair skin, as well as the black dirt and some bone stubble discharged from the body, as well as the smell of blood all over the body, as well as the elegant temperament, constitute a new and unique Wuchen.

Gradually, a vague Sanskrit chant sounded from faint to heavy again, and the golden talisman seal on his right arm also surrounded again, and the golden streamer once again flowed endlessly from Wu Chenzhou's body surface.

But this time there is no stiffness like before, but it gives people a sense of life and conscious flow, giving people a feeling of coming alive, the original calm plus Zen chanting Sanskrit.

Coupled with the elegance of the body now, it gives people the illusion of a Buddhist monk, as if the original lead and restlessness have been brushed away, and what is left is the tranquility and serenity that can penetrate into the hearts of the people.

The people around him unconsciously empty their bodies and minds, wash away the filth and darkness from the bottom of their hearts, and give people a feeling of rebirth.

Wu Chen didn't know that his transformation not only washed away the lead and impetuousness on his body, but also made the original incompatibility between body and soul achieve a perfect integration.

It also makes the soul reach the state of 'non-thinking, non-thinking, non-thinking' as the Buddhists say, and if he turns into a Buddhist, the future is bright, but he doesn't know all this.

'Silent change of Vientiane body, Tao seems to be nameless, but famous' This is the terrifying [Vientiane Martial Arts]