Chapter 342 Daozu’s plan!

"The Blue Wolf Fist Manual, the first boxing method I learned."

When Liang Hui saw Xiao Si taking over the boxing manual, a hint of emotion flashed in his eyes.

This boxing manual obtained from the Wild Wolf Gang can be said to have determined his future boxing style.

However, the boxing manual Liang Hui gave was no longer the original version of "Blue Wolf Boxing Manual".

This boxing manual had already been improved by him to the point where it could be used to complete the third level of external training and foundation-building exercises.

"Brother, I will never let this martial arts book gather dust." Liang Si clenched his fists tightly, with a serious look on his face.

Liang Hui chuckled and reached out to touch the child's hair.

"You have tasted all the delicacies in the world in the past month. Now, let's start the first exercise of cultivation."

Looking at Xiao Si's determined eyes, the young man continued:
"This place is 80,000 miles away from the Divine Palace. You will walk the rest of the way alone."

"it is good."

Xiao Si nodded, he just had to travel 80,000 miles.

At that time, my brother could practice while being chased by various powerful people and ran millions of miles.

A mere 80,000 miles of mountains and rivers is nothing.

Liang Hui withdrew his hand and nodded slightly towards the empty space.

Then, he turned his gaze to Tang Tang beside him.

The sword flashed and the two of them were already tens of millions of miles away.

In front of the abyss, the two stood side by side, looking down at the dark and lightless crack.

Tang Tang's robe fluttered as she felt the cool breeze blowing over her. Her red lips parted slightly:

"Eighty thousand miles of mountains and rivers is too much for a child who has not yet started practicing."

You must know that there are no bandits or robbers under the rule of the Divine Court.

But the road is rugged, and mountains, rivers, rainstorms, and all kinds of natural phenomena are enemies of life and death for a child.

Liang Hui stretched out his hand and pressed it on the hilt of the sword.

"It's alright. Whether it's the protector or the opportunities along the way, I have already prepared everything for him."

"All he needs to do is keep moving forward."

The young man looked serious, his fingertips lightly touching the hilt of the sword and his head slightly tilted.

"Let's put Xiao Si's matter aside for now. The most important thing for you is to break into the Martial Saint stage."

"This is a good place. I will protect you."

Tang Tang felt the energy and blood in his body overflowing to the limit, and tapped his forehead lightly.

He just sat cross-legged on the rock beside him.

Liang Hui's eyes were steady. When he saw his best friend begin to break through, he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly.

Suddenly, exert force.

Bang!

The Chiyun Dao sword was unsheathed.

This time, the sword was not as bright, sharp, and grand as it was when it was unsheathed in the past.

The sword body is made of red gold, emitting a faint red light.

Liang Hui raised his hand and threw it lightly. The sword of Taoism hung in the air, dropping strands of light. In the blink of an eye, it covered a hundred thousand miles of mountains and rivers.

Anyone who approaches with ill intentions will be killed immediately.

From then on, time passed in Tang Tang's retreat.

one day!
Three days!

Ten days!

A full half month passed, and the young man still stood in front of the abyss without moving at all.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Liang Hui's calm face.

It worked!
As soon as the thought arose, surging energy and blood burst out from Tang Tang's body, like a sharp sword, rising from the earth and straight into the sky.

The red energy and blood continued to spread around, as if endless.

Liang Hui sensed the scene in front of him and smiled even more.

A thought.

The Chiyun Dao Sword, which was suspended in the sky, released its protective shield and returned to its scabbard.

The young man stared at the woman's body, feeling the transformation that was constantly taking place. About a day had passed before the transformation was almost complete.

At this moment, Liang Hui suddenly stretched out his hand and touched Tang Tang's eyebrows.

In an instant, Tang Tang's Taoist practice began to dissipate and turned into the surging qi and blood.

Tang Tang felt the warmth between his brows and the changes in his body.

He did not stop it and let the second level of his soul's magic power collapse and transform into his blood.

At this moment, the stagnant transformation in the body begins again.

The red blood became brighter and brighter, and gradually a hint of gold appeared in the bright red.

This golden light, like thick ink dropped into clear water, quickly infected the blood and turned the surging blood into brilliant gold.

At the same time, Tang Tang's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the blood and energy that overflowed in his body was also absorbed into his body.

She stood up, looked at the young man standing with his hands down, and opened her red lips slightly:

"Taiyi, what is the cultivation level of a Taoist priest?"

"I have transformed nearly a hundred years of Taoist practice into the resources for you to reach the Martial Saint realm."

Liang Hui smoothed his robe that was blown by the breeze and explained:

"Your talent and understanding are limited. It is better for you to focus on martial arts instead of walking on two cultivation paths."

The young man did not hide his thoughts, and given their relationship there was no need to hide them, so he responded directly.

Tang Tang nodded with a bitter look on his face.

It was just as Taiyi said. After more than ninety years, her Taoist practice had only reached the third level of Yuanshen, which was far behind her martial arts practice.

This trade-off is indeed the most beneficial for her.

Liang Hui seemed to sense the woman's loss, and reached out his hand to brush the hair away from her face.

"I always believe that looking up from a high place is not necessarily worse than climbing up step by step."

"When you have reached a high level on the path of a warrior, turning back and taking another path will definitely be extremely fast and stable."

"You don't need to comfort me."

Tang Tang's face was filled with helplessness, but her heart felt sweeter.

She knew that Taiyi was always the most special to her.

Whether it was letting her retreat to comprehend the Immortal Spear and miss the time to enter the battlefield; or personally protecting her in her breakthrough and making various path plans for her.

Or arrange for her to meet Xiao Si to enhance the familiarity between the two.

Except for her, the one who had planned and spent all his efforts never shared a single moment of these events.

Liang Hui combed all the other person's scattered hair neatly before withdrawing his hand.

"I see."

"Since we have successfully broken through, we should return to the Divine Palace."

"Please distribute the rewards we have received on the battlefield this year."

Ten years have passed since the war began. Except for the first three years of traveling, starting from the fourth year, the Divine Court would summarize the military exploits of the geniuses and generals and reward them every year.

These rewards will be collected by the messenger personally and presented at the battlefield's divine headquarters.

This lasted for seven years without exception, and as time went by, the rewards became more and more generous.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while in front of the abyss and then returned to the Divine Palace.

Five worlds.

The Central Realm is the deepest part of God’s will.

An ancient Taoist temple stood in the chaos, washed by the boundless aura, but it was not shaken at all.

The Taoist temple was open and the sound of chanting could be faintly heard.

With every sound of chanting coming out of the Taoist temple, the chaotic energy will calm down a bit, and the five major worlds will also have less murderous energy.

"Alas! There is endless killing and bloodshed. Is this really right?"

An imperceptible sigh echoed in the Taoist temple.

"We are just seeking the truth, we are doing nothing wrong!"

"Immortal cultivators are selfish and only know how to take from the heavens, but not how to give back. I will use this attack to eliminate some of them."

Two almost contradictory voices were heard from the Taoist temple one after another.

(End of this chapter)