Chapter 3: The Breath of Hongmeng

This predecessor, but he didn't know that there was a lot of poison in his body, which made Zhao Yue reborn into this person with the same name and surname, and at the same time, it also gave Zhao Yue a headache.

"The qi of Hongmeng is the qi of the innate origin, which has the miraculous effect of nourishing and subsidying all things, and it should also have a good effect in terms of healing......"

Zhao Yue thought in his heart, and guided the Hongmeng Qi to float out from the Chaos Bead, escaping into the limbs and hundreds of remains, to repair the body that was poisoned into the bone marrow.

The first thing I touched was the ribs, and when the Hongmeng Qi adhered to it, a tingling sensation came immediately, but it soon began to heat up again.

In this process, the toxins fused rapidly, and it only took a breath to return to their places, and then they were already intact.

"This...."

Zhao Yue couldn't help but be surprised, because the recovery speed was simply jaw-dropping.

If it's just a general recovery, the length of time to recuperate after injury is not very significant, but the time of less than two breaths is a bit too exaggerated, and it has completely reached the effect of quantitative change causing qualitative change.

With such an extreme speed, if it can play a role in battle, it is absolutely immeasurable, and Zhao Yue can even recover from his injuries while fighting.

"I don't know how many more surprises you can bring me......"

Zhao Yue sighed.

Early the next morning

Zhao Yue came to the park early to run, so that he can not only refine his body but also calm his qi and blood, how can a dignified immortal cultivator only practice the Fa and not refine his body, people's ambitions are very great and they can't stagnate, and Zhao Yue is a person who pursues perfection.

Zhao Yue had just finished running and was about to find a place to meditate and cultivate, when he happened to see an old man and a young man sitting next to him.

At this time, the old man was teaching the girl boxing

However, after Zhao Yue glanced at it, he withdrew his gaze disdainfully and shook his head.

"What are you shaking your head about, you know?" Suddenly, a girl next to the old man opened her mouth and asked, because of her identity, the girl has been pampered by others since she was a child, so she has developed a proud character, and when she saw Zhao Yue's disdainful gaze, she shook her head, and suddenly became angry.

Got it?

Joke?

Zhao Yue was an immortal emperor in his previous life, how could he not understand it with his knowledge?

But with Zhao Yue's heart, how could he be as knowledgeable as this little girl?

And Zhao Yue also saw that judging from the way he dressed, this old and young man was afraid that his status was extremely prominent, and he was either rich or expensive.

"Don't shake your head if you don't understand, too, a hillbilly like you will never know that this world is special."

The girl held her chin high when she said this, her face was full of disdain, she was noble, and she usually came into contact with some powerful people, so she naturally looked down on ordinary people like Zhao Yue.

"Shuang'er, don't be rude."

Originally, the woman wanted to ridicule Zhao Yue for a few words, but was stopped by the old man.

The old man seemed to be extremely self-contained, but Zhao Yue still felt the old man's superior posture.

"Young man, you just looked at this punch and seemed to be extremely disdainful?" The old man was also extremely concerned about the attitude of others towards his boxing skills.

"Garbage." Zhao Yue responded lightly.

"Trash?" The girl named Shuang'er was furious when she heard this, and she stood up directly and pointed at Zhao Yue with her finger.

"You dare to say that my grandfather's collection is fake? It's just nonsense. Shuang'er looked at Zhao Yue with disdain.

Any person dared to talk nonsense like this in front of her, Chen Shuang'er felt that her dignity had been provoked, and no one dared to speak like this in front of her for a long time.

"Shuang'er, sit down." The old man said in a deep voice, but the old man himself said with a calm face and dissatisfaction.

"Young people can eat indiscriminately, but they can't talk nonsense, do you know that this is a boxing technique handed down from our ancestors?"

The old man was full of white hair, but his face was full of red light, and his breath was unusually calm, not like an old man, but with the breath of a young man, Zhao Yue guessed that this old man should be a master of martial arts, but even the so-called master of martial arts was naturally not looked down upon in Zhao Yue's eyes.

"If I say it's garbage, then it's definitely garbage." Zhao Yue didn't care.

"Hey, you hairy boy, I have to teach you a lesson today."

Chen Shuang'er stood up angrily again, you must know that she, including her family, can be said to cover the sky with one hand in Mangshi, and she has long been used to being domineering, to put it mildly, don't talk about other people, even the mayor of Mangshi would not dare to be so rude in front of her grandfather.

"Just you?" The corners of Zhao Yue's mouth smiled slightly, he could naturally see that the girl in front of him was also a practitioner, and she was afraid that she had been practicing fist and foot kung fu for about ten years.

But the so-called fist and foot kung fu is really nothing in front of Zhao Yue.

Even if his cultivation is completely lost now, ordinary people can't move him at all.

Although the old man intended to stop it, he changed his mind when he saw Zhao Yue's attitude, although he didn't have the competitive nature of a young man, but he was also a big man on one side, and naturally he had the majesty that a big man couldn't offend.

In addition, Zhao Yue said that his exercises were rubbish, which made him a little unhappy in his heart.

It's time to teach these young people who don't know the height of the sky and are arrogant and arrogant to teach some lessons.

And for his granddaughter, don't look at it as a girl, but ordinary people are really not opponents, after all, he has been trained for more than ten years, and the old man is very confident in this.

"Stinky boy, remember it longer in the future, don't talk nonsense when you see anyone." The girl named Shuang'er.

And the girl walked in front of Zhao Yue, then sneered, and looked at Zhao Yue with disdain, but then she slapped Zhao Yue directly without saying hello.

Obviously, the other party didn't take Zhao Yue in his eyes at all.

This slap is menacing.

However, Zhao Yue didn't dodge, and he didn't even look at that Shuang'er.

The girl called Shuang'er was supposed to teach Zhao Yue a lesson, but her hand was indeed a little light, don't look at her as a girl, but after all, she is a practitioner, this slap will definitely be able to dislocate her chin if she is replaced by ordinary people.

But just when this slap was about to hit Zhao Yue's face, suddenly Shuang'er's face suddenly showed a look of horror.

Because it stopped four centimeters away from Zhao Yue's face.

It's not that Shuang'er doesn't want to fight, but she can't fight anymore, and her slap fell, as if she had invisibly hit a wall of air.

No matter how hard she tried, her face was red, and she couldn't move an inch.

"Stand down, twins." The old man's expression changed greatly, he stood up suddenly, and then opened his hands like lightning, and his heart was almost in his throat.

Then he waved his hand at someone.

With Zhao Yue's eyesight, he naturally saw it, and then more than a dozen people appeared, each with a gun.

It's kind of interesting.

"I'm sorry this gentleman, it's old and reckless." The old man was slightly relieved when he saw that Luo Chen did not continue to make a move, and then bowed to Zhao Yue very respectfully.