Chapter 31: Incarnate Thaumaturgy

Lin Mu's right arm, at this moment, was like memory metal, gradually regained its straightness in a few breaths, and the flesh and skin on the fist were also slowly reunited in that warm and cold power, as if this arm had never been seriously injured, and not the slightest trace could be found, and it was as smooth as jade. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Lin Mu wiped his eyes with his left hand, looking at his right hand, which was still intact as just now, he was stunned for a while, and then changed his gaze to the cypress tree after being hit hard by his angry fist, and saw that the huge crack on it still existed.

"No, I just did this experiment on a whim, but I didn't expect it to be true. Lin Mu stroked his abdomen, and he could feel that the Luo Danzong pill he had swallowed before was still there at the moment, as if it had not been digested, exuding the strong medicinal power contained in him.

Could it be that he could always rely on the recovery effect of this pill to carry out the self-harming cultivation just now?

Lin Mu vaguely remembered that the final stage of the Iron Sand Fury Fist seemed to be to temper and strike at a solid wall, although it was not necessarily a single point at the wall, as long as it was something harder than his fist, he could actually try it, because the gist of this martial art was to destroy the body and achieve the effect of breaking through the limits of the physical body.

In the incident outside the capital city, the genius of the Mo family's spiritual life consummation gave Lin Mu too much shock, although at first he had been letting his followers consume Lin Mu's physical strength, but when he made the final move, it still gave Lin Mu a feeling of being unable to resist, if it weren't for the invisible talent of the spirit body, coupled with the other party's momentary hesitation, otherwise even if he surpassed all the spirit realm martial artists, he would never be able to escape under the opponent's unpredictable martial arts attack, and could only sit and wait.

This is not related to the disparity in combat power, but completely, it is a gap in the realm, the early stage of the spiritual habitat and the Great Perfection, the gap is really quite a lot that can be made up overnight.

"Maybe I should thank Gongsun Yang for coming to apologize, of course, I can't forgive the act of forcibly buying Momo. ā€

Moving his right hand, Lin Mu clenched it into a fist again, was silent for a moment, and suddenly punched again to slam the cypress tree that had fallen down, only to hear a huge "click", I don't know how many years it has grown, how many years it has passed, and the cypress tree in the sky is like a dying camel crushed by the last straw, and it broke apart from the middle, crushing countless dwarf trees and lying on the ground.

As the price of this devastating blow, Lin Mu's right arm shattered and broke again, but in the middle of the moment when the bone was out of shape, the miraculous medicinal power of the Luo Dan Sect instantly restored it to its original state.

Lin Mu looked at the mess he had destroyed, and then stroked his unscathed right arm, revealing a chill in his indifferent heart.

"Just a Dan Master-grade pill can have such an effect, if it is a higher-grade pill, how terrifying will it be? Or. At this point, a fictitious image faintly appeared in Lin Mu's mind.

"Gongsun Muling, is it really just the Dan Master of the Luo Dan Sect? The previous spirit book was used by her to refine a new type of pill, is it possible that this miraculous pill is the spirit book pill she condensed that day?"

Just when all kinds of speculations were surging in Lin Mu's heart, the coachman, who had been stunned for a long time standing next to the carriage, finally recovered a little look at this moment, but on his pale face, there was still a remnant of horror at what had just happened.

"This ...... Is this still a human body?"

The coachman muttered in astonishment, he had never seen a martial artist perform martial arts, he really couldn't imagine that he could break a towering cypress tree that had existed for at least a hundred years with two punches, and it was unscathed, how strong would his physical body have to be to do it?

"Alas, if you're hungry, go have a meal first, after all, the body is the capital of the revolution. ā€

After a haha, Lin Mu stopped thinking and walked towards the post station, the coachman looked at his figure, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he seemed to lack the courage, so he had to give up and go in with him.

After arriving at the post station, Lin Mu couldn't wait to order food from the shopkeeper, but as soon as he swept the menu, the coachman's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"My wallet, where did it go?"

Lin Mu followed the prestige, and when he saw the coachman lying on the dining table looking for something in a panic, his brows couldn't help frowning.

He turned his head and looked at the shopkeeper and asked, "Shopkeeper, are there other guests living in this inn?"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper shook his head slightly and replied: "The small shop is just a post station, and most of the guests who usually stop here leave after the meal. ā€

Lin Mu promised to pay no more attention, and booked a room here by the way after ordering, planning to stop here for one night, he really didn't want to fall asleep in the carriage again, and then woke up to find that his neck couldn't twist in all four directions.

......

The night was getting darker and darker, and he fell into a barren loneliness, Lin Mu sat on the bed in the guest room, looking sideways at the bright moon outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, there was a sudden knocking on the door, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise, looked at the door, and asked, "Who?"

"Young master, it's me, the one who drove the horse for you. ā€

Hearing the respectful answer of the coachman outside the house, Lin Mu put down his vigilance, got up and went over to open the door for him, and saw the coachman looking at him with an inquiring gaze.

"It's so late, what are you going to do?"

Lin Mu asked softly, he still had some sympathy for this unlucky guy who had just lost his wallet, and the indifference in his words at the moment was much less.

"Well, what's that, young master. The coachman hesitated and hesitated for a while before begging Lin Mu with an extraordinarily polite meaning: "It's about the carriage, you have achieved great success today, the small one is here to congratulate, that is, there is a point, can you raise your noble hand, don't practice this skill on the small carriage, the small business, it is really a little unbearable, and it is ...... today."

"Actually, you just want to ask me for compensation, yes, for the sake of your hard work to transport me for 30,000 miles, part of your loss today is on my head. Lin Mu smiled slightly, very arrogant.

"Young Master, you, you are simply my reborn parents!" Hearing this, the coachman was overjoyed, excitedly grabbed Lin Mu's hands, and began to compliment him extensively: "Great mercy and compassion are comparable to the Holy Lord's gift to all sentient beings, this kind of feeling, the small one can't be repaid!"

"Alright, don't pat me on the back. Lin Mu scolded with a smile, but his palm held the other party's arm in turn, and looked at him very shyly: "If you can return my ring, maybe I will consider giving you a little money for the journey." ā€

"Hahaha, young master, you're laughing, how can a little one have such a tiger guts?" the coachman laughed, and kept exerting force in his hands, trying to break free from the shackles of that strange force.

Lin Mu still smiled and said, "Of course the one who drove the horse didn't have the courage, but if it was Your Excellency, maybe it would, after all, people who have cultivated the incarnation technique have some skills, such as Ben Shao." ā€

Hearing this, the coachman's sneering face gradually became gloomy.