"Tong Zigong and the Golden Bell Jar have practiced to this level, and they have actually cultivated a golden pill?"

Tang Jie's heart was shocked to the extreme, but he suppressed the mood in his heart, and began to take the initiative to condense the golden bell gang qi, gather the pure yang boy qi in his body, and make the golden pill continue to condense.

Time passed minute by minute, and the golden pill in Tang Jie's body was completely condensed.

Jin Dan is suspended in Tang Jie's dantian, only the size of a thumb and fingertips, round and one, shining with golden light, exuding a scorching texture, like a small sun!

"It's weird...... This doesn't seem to be the same species as the immortal cultivator's golden pill. ”

Completely condensed into a golden pill, Tang Jie's brows furrowed, because under his meditation, his golden pill was completely different from the description of the golden pill of immortal cultivators that he had seen in books.

The golden pill of the immortal cultivator will exude a force to warm the body of the immortal cultivator at all times, so that its life span will decay slowly and increase its longevity, and any immortal cultivator in the Jindan realm will have a lifespan of five hundred years.

But Tang Jie's Jin Dan doesn't have this feeling, not only that, Tang Jie feels that the quality of this Jin Dan is not high, it is a bit empty, and it seems to be easy to disperse in general, it is better to say that it is a Jin Dan, it is better to say that it is a similar existence, and the quality of Jin Dan is not as high!

"It's better to say it's a golden pill, but it's better to say it's a pseudo-dan......"

Tang Jie said in his heart, the golden pill he condensed was not as good as the real golden pill powerhouse in terms of quality, maybe it should be called a pseudo-pill, the root cause of this situation, Tang Jie felt that his cultivation was not enough.

But even so, the power of this golden pill is very amazing.

"Boom!"

Tang Jie's mind moved slightly, and a surging force was released, and the rocks within a radius of twenty meters exploded into powder.

First of all, Tang Jie's internal strength cultivation, under the increase of the Pure Yang Golden Pill, the three major divine skills he mastered, and his power have more than doubled!

You must know that when you reach Tang Jie's realm, the difference in skill is already quite a huge gap, let alone doubled!

"Boom! boom!"

Tang Jie stood up, his fists and claws continued to strike out at the void in front of him, the speed was so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye, and each blow hit the void as if it was about to explode, making a loud noise.

Condensing this golden pill, Tang Jie's physical ability has also been comprehensively increased, every punch and kick is like a volcanic eruption, full of heaviness, and can easily beat tens of thousands of catties of boulders into powder!

"This pseudo-golden pill is called the Pure Yang Golden Pill, the existence condensed by the pure yang qi is dominant, and it has increased my strength several times!"

Tang Jie's eyes flashed with light, condensing this Pure Yang Golden Pill, which made Tang Jie's strength undergo earth-shaking changes.

"There is indeed a higher realm above the Great Grandmaster of Gangjin, this realm is temporarily called the realm of martial arts Jindan!

At the same time, Tang Jie understood that there was a higher realm above the great master of the Martial Dao, similar to the Martial Dao Jindan Realm of the Immortal Cultivator Jindan Realm!

Today's Tang Jie's cultivation is far from reaching the realm of the Martial Dao Golden Pill, it is a pseudo-pill condensed by relying on the pure yang qi and the eleventh level of the Golden Bell Gang Qi, but Tang Jie believes that it will not be long before he will be truly promoted to this higher realm of the Martial Dao Golden Pill!

"It's time to leave, and see how strong this legendary Moro can be!"

This retreat took more than two months, and Tang Jie decided to go to Songshan to make an appointment and fight Moro.

"Whew!"

Tang Jie jumped and jumped directly from the top of the Sunset Peak, which was more than 4,000 meters high.

The Pure Yang Jin Dan in his body released a pure force, and Tang Jie's body was as light as a feather, as if he was soaring in the air, and the wind was passing by his ears!

Tang Jie saw that there was a wild goose flying with wings below, Tang Jie was lucky, the soles of his feet stepped on its back, and his body took off again and flew hundreds of feet high, gliding into the distance, and the wild goose shook its wings, and he didn't feel that someone had just stepped on its back!

This kind of light work is beyond the imagination of mortals, it is almost like flying!

"Are you going to Songshan?" Tang Jie returned to Wushuang City, Bai Fenghua and Tang Tianhao understood that Tang Jie was going to Songshan to fight.

And Tang Tianhao and Bai Fenghua were very worried, and they wanted to go to Songshan together.

As for Bai Yuanhua, because he was the city lord of Wushuang City, he couldn't leave at will, so he could only give up.

"Brother Tang, what are your chances of winning this battle?" Bai Fenghua asked worriedly on the way.

"Fight with all your might. ”

Tang Jie shook his head and said, he hadn't seen Moro's strength, so Tang Jie naturally couldn't estimate the odds of winning against Moro.

But now Tang Jie's state has reached its peak, and he believes that even in the face of a strong man like Mo Luo, who reached the realm of a martial arts great master a hundred years ago, his chances of victory are not small!

As for Mo Luo's possible attainment of the Martial Dao Golden Pill Realm, this is almost impossible without much consideration.

The reason is very simple, Moro regarded Tang Jie as an equal opponent, so he left him a letter and met in Songshan to fight.

If Mo Luo was in the Martial Dao Jindan Realm, how could he be so solemn in inviting Tang Jie to fight? After all, it was not a level, so it didn't have to be like this!

Therefore, there is a chance that Moro himself is also a great martial arts master, and he has not stepped into the martial arts golden pill realm!

Songshan, this is the place where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, this place used to be the Taishan Beidou of Wulin, the place where the Shaolin Temple is located, in the past Songshan is extremely quiet.

But now, Songshan is an endless stream of tourists every day, some are here to play, the scenery of Songshan is pleasant, there are few in the world, there are many warriors who have also heard the name of Shaolin, come here to visit the relics of Shaolin.

In the past, the Shaolin Temple was thriving, but now it is only a ruin, overgrown with grass and trees.

"I came to Shaolin Temple when I was young, but I didn't expect that it wouldn't be long before Shaolin was wiped out!"

At the overgrown gate of Shaolin Temple, an old man who was over sixty years old but energetic looked at the dilapidated temple doorway in front of him with some embarrassment.

"Master, this Shaolin Temple must have been destroyed by immortal cultivators, right?"

Next to the old man, there was a young man in blue who said angrily.

In the eyes of the young man in blue, the one who can destroy Shaolin overnight must be an immortal cultivator.

"Perhaps. ”

The old man shook his head and said, he also felt that it was very likely, but what kind of immortal cultivator was so cruel?

"It was a Shaolin destroyed by a warrior. ”

However, a voice sounded in the old man's ears.

"Huh?"

The old man's pupils contracted suddenly, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he subconsciously quickly withdrew a few steps, his muscles tightened, and his old body was like a cheetah ready to attack, capable of tearing the enemy to pieces at any time!

Only then did the old man see a white-clothed monk standing two or three meters away, holding a flower in his hand.

He ...... When did he arrive? I didn't even notice it?" Cold sweat was dripping from the old man's forehead, he was not an ordinary person, but Bu Hua, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, a rare martial arts master in the Great Xia Dynasty, and he had already achieved the realm of a martial arts master who had achieved qi refining twenty years ago.

But the monk appeared within three meters of him, and he didn't even notice it before he spoke?

Bu Hua was afraid for a while, if the other party had malicious intent just now, he might have died!

Buhua looked intently, but saw that the white-clothed monk was very young, at most in his twenties, and he was handsome, with a temperament that floated out of the dust.

"Prosperity is also gone, if you can't be truly immortal, everything will eventually become loess. The white-clothed monk didn't seem to see Buhua's vigilance, he stared at the Shaolin Temple in front of him, which had long been in ruins, and sighed.

"Whew!"

Then the white-clothed monk held the flower in his hand and blew it gently, and the bright and beautiful flower withered quickly, and finally turned into ashes and scattered all over the ground.

Buhua's disciples all looked at this scene with some horror, is this some kind of trick?

Bu Hua swallowed his saliva, the white-clothed monk in front of him was unfathomable, and he was definitely not an ordinary person!

Bu Hua couldn't help but say: "It's the Iron Palm to help Bu Hua, dare to ask Your Excellency's name!"

The white-clothed monk glanced at Bu Hua, and the corners of his mouth were full of soft smiles: "Poor monk Moro." ”

As soon as these words came out, Bu Hua was stunned, Mo Luo? Isn't this the world-famous martial arts master a hundred years ago? But he disappeared for a hundred years, and he should have sat down a long time ago!

Just as Buhua was about to ask, the white-clothed monk Moro turned his head to look into the distance, and a trace of joy appeared on his handsome face: "It's here!"

After speaking, the white-clothed monk turned around and walked into the distance, where a tall young man in black came slowly, it was Tang Jie who came by appointment!

"Jer...... Be careful, it's him! He's Moro!"

Tang Tianhao saw Moro in white from a distance, and hurriedly reminded.

It was this seemingly young monk in front of him who had tormented him for more than half a year and made him cultivate a black-level floating slaughter, but he took it away.

"He's Moro?"

Bai Fenghua was surprised in her heart, as an immortal cultivator, she felt that the aura on this Mo Luo was very dusty, not so much a martial artist, but not that its temperament was very similar to that of an immortal cultivator who had achieved cultivation.

As for Tang Jie, he narrowed his eyes, this Moro is too peculiar, his whole person is like being connected to heaven and earth, and there is a wonderful rhythm in every move, as if heaven and man are one!

Bang bang bang!

Tang Jie walked towards Moro, Moro came slowly, every time they fell, the ground trembled slightly, and every step fell as if stepping on the hearts of the people around them, so that some tourists in the vicinity looked at it unconsciously.

"This ...... Who are these two young men? and their cultivation ...... It's all unfathomable, far above me!"

Bu Hua, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, had been paying attention to the situation here, and his heart was shocked to the extreme at this time, Tang Jie and Moro slowly approached, like two magnets repelling each other, and the energy generated made the air nearby have a sense of distortion.

Whether it is the monk who calls himself Moro, or the young man in black, they are all unfathomable and strong in cultivation!

"Is he Tang Jie? Tang Tianhao is also there, just solve it together and complete the commission. ”

In the crowd, a thin old man stared at Tang Jie, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of curvature, and a slight chill appeared in the depths of his eyes.

At this time, Tang Jie and Moro were already close to the range of twenty meters, and their clothes were windless.

A happy smile appeared on Moro's face: "Master Tang Jie, you are stronger than I thought!"

Moro's joy comes from the heart, and opponents are hard to find!

"You're a lot weaker than I thought. Tang Jie said politely, Tang Jie didn't have a good impression of Moro, and he didn't forget Tang Tianhao's matter.

Mo Luo didn't care about Tang Jie's unkindness, he had a smile on his face: "Master Tang Jie, when the poor monk was three years old, he was found to have a heavenly spirit root, even if it is a holy land for cultivating immortals, he can easily enter, but I am only interested in martial arts, because ...... The poor monk is a martial arts wizard that is rare in a thousand years, and I believe that I can elevate the martial arts to a whole new level!

"Really?"

Tang Jie was noncommittal.

"This Moro ...... So arrogant!"

When Tang Tianhao and Bai Fenghua heard this, they were secretly speechless in their hearts.

Moro is very arrogant, or proud, he has an outstanding spiritual root since he was a child, and he could have become a high-ranking immortal cultivator, but he has a soft spot for martial arts, and he thinks that he can surpass all his ancestors and elevate martial arts to a level comparable to immortal cultivators!

"And you, as a martial artist, will also have the honor of becoming a stepping stone for poor monks to reach the limit of martial arts!"

Moro looked directly at Tang Jie, his monk's robe agitated, his eyes became pitch black, and the peaceful aura he originally revealed also turned into a cold killing intent.

"Crackle!

There was a faint sound of cracking in the air, it was the momentum exuded by the two of them clash and collide, although they had not officially started yet, but the battle between the two had already begun!

Moro thinks that he is a martial arts wizard who is rare in a thousand years, and he can be compared to Bodhidharma, but now he has given birth to a Tang Jie, who became a martial arts master in his twenties, even if Moro is at Tang Jie's age, it is far inferior.

How does this make Moro......, who claims to be a martial arts wizard who is rare in a thousand years, accept it? Someone will fall here!

"Tang Jie, only one of you and me can survive today!"

Moro roared, he gave up the opportunity to become an immortal cultivator, determined to become a martial arts god comparable to Dharma, but in this era, a more excellent martial artist was born, Moro's eyes were full of killing intent, killing Tang Jie, he is still the only martial arts wizard in the millennium.

"Roar!"

The moment the words fell, Moro made a move, and from his body, it seemed that a fierce beast was roaring, and the surging strength was released, and the impact of the void was distorted.

Behind Moro, there was an Arhat who was one foot tall, and his body seemed to be entangled in karmic fire, which was as terrifying as a god and a demon!

Mo Luo is a great martial arts master, but there is only one martial art that he has cultivated to the realm of Gangjin Great Grandmaster, not the four great divine skills, but this Arhat subduing demon skill!

Arhat subduing demons, for the top martial arts of Buddhism, after the cultivation of the body has the power to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, every move is like King Kong angry eyes, there is the power of opening mountains and cracking stones.

There are only a handful of people who have cultivated this martial art, and they need to be born with wisdom roots and extremely profound insights into Buddhism.

And Moro has cultivated this Arhat Demon Subduing Skill to the peak, and the Gang Qi has turned into Gang Jin, which is rare through the ages!