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Chapter 452 Shiquan Dabu Pill, a man will remain a boy until he dies

"Okay! Okay! What a genius!"

How could Shen Lian's thoughts be hidden from Zhang Wuji?

Feeling Shen Lian's heavy punches and kicks, Zhang Wuji thought of his young self. The young man in front of him could almost be said to be his "fantasy" when he was young.

Fantasy in high school.

They are all extremely talented in martial arts.

They all have the ultimate learning ability.

They can all realize various martial arts during battle.

From the perspective of learning martial arts and practicing martial arts, Shen Lian and Zhang Wuji are almost identical, they are simply copies.

From a personality perspective, the two are almost completely different, at least in appearance.

No matter what Zhang Wuji thinks in his heart, even if he wants to turn all the people who forced his parents to death in Wudang Mountain into scum, he must suppress his anger.

You can't kill them, and you can't ignore them.

Only then did the six major sects of Wan'an Temple come to the rescue and resolve their grudges with life-saving grace. Except for the extremely thick-skinned and completely shameless guy, who could not accept his favor?

Doesn't Zhang Wuji want to be arrogant?
  Of course he wants to!

Few people know that he once expressed his thoughts in front of Xiao Zhao, but then suppressed them in his heart.

Shen Lian and Zhang Wuji are in different eras. They don't have to bear the burden of the world, don't have such big responsibilities, don't have to suppress their tempers, and can act arrogantly.

You can attack with all your strength, you can kill at will, you can travel across the rivers and lakes, and you can be free and unrestrained.

It's like Zhang Wuji's childhood fantasy.

When Zhang Wuji was in middle school, he had imagined himself like this, but in the end he had to bear the burden of the world. Looking at Shen Lian in front of him, he felt that he was so familiar.

——A man is a boy until he dies!

This sentence may not be completely correct, but middle-aged people in their fifties also like to play with thin straight sticks, and even play tank battles with game controllers...

With a smile on his face, Zhang Wuji subconsciously used those weird martial arts techniques that he created full of the second-level atmosphere when he was idle and bored, recalling the good times of his childhood.

When the fighting got so exciting, it even absorbed the snow and condensed it into a long stick of ice crystals, signaling Shen Lian to compete with weapons.

Shen Lian stretched out his hand to grab it behind his back, and the Holy Halberd flew from the iron box into his hand: "Uncle, my nephew has a magic weapon in his hand. If you fight hard, you will definitely suffer."

Zhang Wuji said: "Go ahead and take action!"

Shen Lian flew up, and Shentan swung out thousands of sharp halberd shadows. The halberd blade reflected the light, and after being reflected by the Kunlun ice and snow, the halberd blade seemed to be everywhere.

Anyone who regularly climbs mountains knows that reflections from ice and snow are very dangerous and can easily lead to accidents.

Especially Guangmingding.

The air is thin, the sun is strong, and the ice and snow are crystal clear.

When I first arrived at Guangmingding, it was really uncomfortable without sunglasses to protect my eyes. Zhang Wuji lived in seclusion here for decades before getting used to the environment.

Zhang Wuji also didn't expect that Shen Lian could adapt to the reflection of the snow in such a short period of time, and even applied the reflection to combat to create a psychedelic halberd shadow.

The move is extremely yang and strong, never holding anything back, but it can take advantage of the environment to become a combination of reality and reality.

Combat talent is so terrifying!
  What surprised Zhang Wuji even more was the Wuming marksmanship.

Every time the Holy Halberd Divine Sigh is swayed, it can transform into endless mysteries, and it can fit the Kunlun Dragon Veins, and even merge with the Kunlun Mountains, Rivers, and Cave Heaven Paradise.

It's like Shen Lian has lived in seclusion in Kunlun for decades and integrated his energy and spirit into the top of Kunlun Mountain.

Shen Lian can even create the vastness of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River in the wind and snow, and the majestic waves of the Qiantang River, bursting out bright fireworks, ringing the roaring drums, and falling down like a tiger.

wonderful!wonderful!wonderful!
  It is wonderful!

Shen Lian's creativity may not be strong enough, but his learning and improvement abilities are top-notch. He can learn various skills and perfect many unique skills.

His talent in combat is even more unparalleled.

Every time Zhang Wuji caught a flaw, every time he used Tai Chi Xuan Gong to use his strength, Shen Lian could quickly make up for those flaws. The next time he made a move, he would not only completely block the flaws, but also develop better tricks.

Be humble and polite but not pedantic, be high-spirited but not arrogant, like to practice martial arts but not greedy for too much, learn from the inheritance of the sages, but not copy it.

Shen Lian can also modify even the most top-notch martial arts skills such as Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist and Tiancan Kick.

Every move Shen Lian made was extremely arrogant.

Every time he makes a wild move, he always advances and retreats in a measured manner.

Both courageous to explore and rigorous and meticulous.

Not only inherit the unique knowledge, but also modify and improve it.

As an elder, I like juniors like this the most.

For such a junior, Zhang Wuji would certainly not be stingy with his advice and would increase the pressure little by little, which not only gave Shen Lian great stimulation, but would not overwhelm him.

Just like a blacksmith's big hammer, it constantly beats Shen Lian and calcines the pig iron into iron essence.

Unknowingly, Shen Lian completely forgot about himself and only thought about how to attack with force. He didn't care about his physical strength at all. He used all the martial arts skills he had learned throughout his life to move around in a cycle.

No matter what the move is, as long as there is half a move that can improve the offensive, it will be integrated into the shadow of the halberd.

From early morning to sunset, from evening to early morning, Shen Lian is like a tireless machine, and like Sun Dasheng in the Bagua furnace, constantly undergoing tempering.

"boom!"

Shen Lian fell to the ground exhausted.

This was the first time in Shen Lian's life that he was completely exhausted. Every muscle in his body had lost its strength. The moment he fell, Shen Lian fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake up until two days later.

"Hungry~~"

This was the most primitive and real feeling that came from Shen Lian's body when he woke up.

Next comes comfort.

It's like having a full-body massage. Every muscle, every bone, every joint and even every cell declares indescribable pleasure amidst fatigue.

The physical pleasure is difficult to describe in words, it is like floating in the clouds and lying on the soft white clouds.

The big yellow dog was lying under Shen Lian's bed. When he felt Shen Lian wake up, he immediately scratched the edge of the bed, stretched out his tongue and licked Shen Lian's arm, waiting for Shen Lian to play with it.

Shen Lian said loudly: "Is there anyone there?"

"Shen Lian, you finally woke up. Fortunately, you are so lucky. If you don't wake up, I will be annoyed by that girl to death and I won't be able to save the stove."

An old man walked in quickly.

He is the "Iron Crown Taoist" among the Wusan people, and his name is Zhang Zhong. He is the only one who remains in Guangmingding. However, in recent decades, he has become addicted to alchemy.

Zhang Zhong carefully studied Hu Qingniu's medical classics thousands of times and developed many kinds of elixirs.

Some effects are obvious, and some effects are unclear.

For example, the bottle of medicine Shangguan Xueer picked up, even Zhang Zhong himself did not know what effect it had.

Shen Lian was exhausted and fell to the ground. Although his body was not damaged, he still needed to take medicine. He took Zhang Zhonglian's elixir, and then fell asleep for two days.

Shangguan Xueer was furious, and if Zhang Zhong hadn't kept strict supervision, the alchemy furnace would have been almost blown up. Looking at the old Taoist priest in front of him, his reason told Shen Lian that this person was probably Zhang Zhong, and his sensibility told Shen Lian that I didn't want to see the old Taoist priest, I just wanted to see the old cook.

"Shen Lian, how do you feel?"

"hungry!"

"Ah? What did you say?"

"My biggest feeling is hunger. I can eat a cow now, but can I roast a whole cow?"

Zhang Zhong blew his beard angrily and glared: "I'm asking about your physical injuries, not whether you're hungry or not. I'm here to treat you, not to cook!"

Shen Lian stretched out: "There is nothing wrong with my body, and I don't have any injuries at all. I was just a little weak at the time and had some skin and muscle strains."

Zhang Zhong snorted coldly: "You took my carefully refined Shiquan Dabu Pills and fell asleep for two full days. Are you sure there is nothing wrong with your body?"

Shen Lian twitched the corner of his mouth. In Shen Lian's two lifetime memories, the so-called Shiquan Dabu Pills either had no effect or turned into poison.

A normal elixir would never have such a name.

Seeing Shen Lian's expression, Zhang Zhong immediately knew that Shen Lian was thinking wrongly, and couldn't help scolding: "The leader said that your boy is deviant, but I don't think so. There is no difference between you and those ordinary people."

Zhang Zhong was naturally not like this. He was the one who cared most about his own image among the Wusan people.

It's just that during the process of refining the alchemy, Zhang Zhong realized the way of nature by accident. Like a naughty child, he laughed when he wanted to laugh, cried when he wanted to cry, and scolded when he was angry.

Even Zhang Wuji was very helpless about this.

Zhang Zhong has gone his own way. This path is his choice and no one can stand in his way.

Shen Lian said: "Please Taoist Master clarify my doubts."

Zhang Zhong stared and said, "Are all heroes handsome? Can't heroes be bald? Who stipulates that senior masters must be immortals? Who stipulates that panaceas must have poetic names?"

Shen Lian agreed: "Senior is right. The handsome appearance of heroes is just a fantasy of ordinary people in the market. It is a rumor in teahouses and restaurants, and a story told by a storyteller to attract audiences."

Zhang Zhong was even more angry when he heard this: "Since you have such a profound understanding, why do you need to ask Pindao to give the elixir a prestigious name? I like to express my feelings directly.

What is Shiquan Dabu Pill?

That is, it can produce ten kinds of nourishing effects.

I used Kunlun's special elixir and went through seven or forty-nine procedures to refine the strongest tonic.

It can: strengthen the heart and lungs, strengthen the waist and kidneys, strengthen the spleen and stomach, beautify the skin, nourish yin and yang, enhance strength, improve skills, relieve fatigue, and improve endurance! "

"Aren't there only nine kinds?"

"The last nourishing effect is to ensure that the person taking the medicine will not be depleted and not be replenished. Even an elderly person with a weak body will not be killed by the tonic!
  Tonic medicines are not a panacea. All medicines have dosage issues. However, my Shiquanda Tonic Pills can be taken from [-] to [-] times to just after I can walk. "

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhong looked proud.

Shen Lian became interested after hearing this: "Senior, this junior suddenly feels exhausted all over. Can you give me ten or eight elixirs to nourish my body?"

A normal person would definitely not agree to asking for a pill in such a blatant manner. Zhang Zhong naturally entered the Taoism and took out the pill bottle directly with a childlike mind.

"I'll give you another one!"

As he spoke, he poured out a very black pill, which looked like a pill kneaded with blood.

Even if other people's elixirs are not as crystal clear as night pearls, smooth and round, and do not exude a tangy medicinal fragrance, they are at least somewhat like Malisin.

The pill Zhang Zhong handed over was somewhat like Monk Jigong's "stretch your legs and stare at the pill".

Shen Lian doesn't care either if he eats or not.

After all, as I said just now, heroes may not necessarily be very handsome, and pills may not necessarily be smooth.

Zhang Zhong complained: "Looking at your appearance, I can see that you still have those thoughts. The pills you have come into contact with are all just to deceive people, adding unnecessary medicinal materials, and making them very beautiful!"

"Your elixir is too much..."

"Medicine is for eating, not for viewing. If you want to see something beautiful, why don't you just go see the beauties? Just eat the elixir, and Pindao will feed it to you with his own hands!"

Under Shen Lian's slightly desperate eyes, Zhang Zhong pinched Shen Lian's mouth open and forcibly dropped the Shiquan Dabu Pill.

To be honest, the elixir refined by Zhang Zhong is indeed very ugly. When he was a child, he played with mud and made mud balls that were rounder than this, but the effect was quite impressive.

The elixir melts instantly in the mouth, and its powerful medicinal power quickly spreads into the eight extraordinary meridians, nourishing and refining the internal organs.

"Senior, you really have good medical skills!"

"How do you feel?"

Zhang Zhong raised his head triumphantly, waiting to hear Shen Lian's compliment before going to fool the old brothers.

Shen Lian said calmly: "Hungry!"

"what?"

"Junior feels very hungry!"

Zhang Zhong: Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep...

Shen Lian was indeed very hungry.

He had fought with Zhang Wuji for three days and three nights, and all his true energy had been exhausted. He was then in a coma for two days. Although his body was not injured and his true energy had recovered, he had not eaten for five days and had missed twenty-five meals!

How could you not be hungry?

My stomach is about to rebel!
  Zhang Zhong was busy studying the efficacy of the medicine and did not consider Shen Lian's belly. In addition, overeating is the most taboo for serious illness. If you eat too much, it may cause gastrointestinal problems.

Stomach problems are really difficult to treat!

Over and over again, back and forth, endlessly.

Fortunately, Shangguan Xueer knew Shen Lian very well. When she learned that Shen Lian had woken up, she immediately asked the kitchen to bring food.

"Master, what do you think?"

"My whole body is comfortable and my whole body is relaxed."

"Is it really that comfortable?"

"It's more comfortable than having your master step on my back. It's completely refreshing. When you become successful in martial arts, you'll know how enjoyable it is to use your full strength."

Shen Lian ate a roast chicken in two bites, then picked up a steamed bun and bit off most of it in one bite.

Zhang Zhong looked at Shen Lian with sadness on his face.

As a Taoist and nearly [-] years old, Zhang Zhong's appetite is very small. He basically does not eat after lunch, and he basically does not eat meat or fish, and mainly eats green vegetables and tofu.

The meal Shen Lian ate was almost equivalent to his food ration for seven or eight days. With such overeating, if Shen Lian hadn't mastered his physical training, he might have passed out.

"Shen Lian, this medicine of mine..."

"It melts in your mouth and the effect is great. Now I really want to find someone to fight with for three more days and three nights!"

Of course, Shen Lian didn't mean to get angry. Seeing that Zhang Zhong's face was getting more and more purple, and he was about to throw the dregs produced during the alchemy process into the steamed buns. Shen Lian immediately took out a volume of medical classics from Lingjiu Palace. .

"Taoist Priest, look at this. This is the alchemy technique passed down by Master Ge Hong. It can regenerate flesh and blood."

(End of this chapter)