Chapter 898

A hundred of them as like as two peas, they took a sandalwood box from their body and took one from dozens of identical pills, and put it on the dying white chin. The old white mouth opened, and the hundred Taoist put the pill into the white mouth of the ancient white, and then gently pat in the ancient white chest, and Gutenbeth swallowed it immediately.

Gao Wenguang, standing beside him, asked curiously, "master, what is this?"

"Qu Lingdan." the hundred disabled Taoist looked at Gao Wenguang, and his fierce eyes forced Gao Wenguang to lower his head immediately.

Gao Wenguang didn't expect that master gave the first Qu Lingdan to the fourth master. The efficacy of Qu Lingdan is naturally equal to a person's cultivation for decades. I'm afraid that the fourth master's future skill must rank first in front of several martial brothers.

"Old five, what's your objection?" the poisonous eyes of the hundred disabled Taoist priest really saw through Gao Wenguang's mind.

"I dare not."

"Just don't dare. Now Jianbai can adjust his breath and doesn't need your care. Let me teach this smelly boy a lesson, or make atonement for yourself."

"Yes."

In an instant, Dong Wenfeng had three more enemies in front of him. It's a pity that he just tried his best and couldn't force back the hundred disabled old road. At the moment, could he be the opponent of these three people?

"The hundred disabled Taoist priest wants to compete with someone, why not compete with me, an old man! What's the ability of three people to deal with an injured young man?" this sentence came from the air. Before people saw it, the voice had spread all over the Dong Hotel, but I think this person's internal skill has reached an extreme.

Dong Wenfeng heard that this man was a little familiar, but he couldn't think of who it was for a moment?

"Who is your excellency? Sneaky, why don't you show up?" Taoist baican was also surprised by this person's internal power, so this sentence was deliberately forced the person who sent the message out.

"Hahaha..."

"What are you laughing at?" Bai can was a little impatient at the moment. The man scolded himself first, and now he was so humiliated, but he couldn't find the trace of this man, but he thought his skill was far beyond himself.

"I've already appeared, but you don't have the ability, you can't find me!"

As soon as the man finished, he flew out of the group of the remaining disciples of the hundred disabled Taoist priest. It turned out that he had been hidden in the group for a long time.

"Taoist priest Baimei, it's you!" Dong Wenfeng couldn't help saying. He's been separated since he saved green hair last time. Unexpectedly, he met again today.

"Wenfeng, are you all right? I wanted to see the excitement, so I just showed up. Stretch out your hand." Taoist Baimei came to Dong Wenfeng, took Dong Wenfeng's hand, closed his eyes and felt his pulse.

Taoist Bai can't imagine that the person who came was Taoist Bai Mei. He had some grudges with Taoist Bai Mei a few years ago and had a fight. Although it was hard to tell, he knew that Taoist Bai Mei didn't use all his skills. He was always competitive. After that, he went back to the mountain to practice in seclusion, but he never saw Taoist priest Bai Mei again.

Seeing Taoist Bai Mei's face today, he seemed to see the past a few years ago. Although his skills were much better than those in those years, he seemed to be extraordinary today. It's like that he has been lurking in his team. If he intends to sneak into himself, he doesn't seem to have found it, but he doesn't know he's around. This is exactly the comparison of the strength of the two people.

"This old Taoist is really vicious. This magic Yin palm is a kind of sinister and poisonous martial arts. After poisoning, the body is extremely cold. I see that there is no big change in your body and your body temperature is normal. What's the matter?" Taoist Bai Mei speculated carefully. While talking, he looked back at the hundred disabled Taoist priest.

"Is it the effect of the nine gods' body protection skill in my body?" Dong Wenfeng said sincerely. It was the first time he told others about this skill, but for Taoist Baimei, he didn't need to hide it.

"Nine gods' body protection skill?" Taoist priest Bai Mei asked.

"This is a kind of magical skill I accidentally got. After practicing, I only feel that Qi is like a hairspring and the context is connected. I only feel that there is Yang in Yin and Yin in Yang." Dong Wenfeng said the changes in my body these days.

"Oh! Congratulations, Wenfeng. You have reached the second level of the level of entering Italy." Taoist priest Bai Mei laughed, and the corners of his mouth also smiled.

"Into the meaning level?"

"Yes, entering the mind level is a saying of martial arts practitioners. Martial arts can be divided into five levels: the first is self-cultivation, the second is mental cultivation, the third is simultaneous cultivation of body and mind, the fourth is enlightenment, and the fifth is spiritual communication. This entering the mind level is the third level. At this stage, people's body and mind are both unified and separated. Entering the mind level is to achieve physical and mental integration through special cultivation "The realm of one." Taoist priest Bai Mei explained slowly. Although the enemy outside was watching here, he couldn't help but be excited to explain.

"There are three more floors on the second floor of the Italian level, isn't there?" Dong Wenfeng was curious. He heard about this knowledge for the first time.

"Yes, every level of cultivation has to go through a lot of hardships. I'm not afraid of Wenfeng's jokes. I'm still on the third level of the Italian level. It's very difficult to improve further when I reach the Italian level. There are five levels of the Italian level. Ordinary people in each level must spend decades of skill, and it takes at least eight years for a talented genius."

"So difficult?"

"It's gratifying that you can reach this level now. There are very few people in the world who have reached your level. Perhaps only Gongsun Bi in the capital has reached the second level of Italian level at the age of 30, and a descendant Yurong pot has reached the third level of Italian level at the age of 30, but it's a pity that he died of violence the next day. Now I haven't heard that Nianji has gently reached the second level of Italian level."

Dong Wenfeng was pleased to hear that Gongsun bi was a famous figure in the capital and a martial arts family. His breakthrough into the second level of Italian level was not only related to his talent and intelligence, but also inseparable from the orthodox martial arts context. Although the Yurong pot has little reputation, I'm afraid it's also a person eager for success. Finally, it goes crazy. What if it breaks through the third level of the entry level? It's not the last one to die.

"Shen... How's sister Shen?" Dong Wenfeng knows that Taoist priest Baimei is Shen Bingyan's subordinate. At the moment, he appears. Dong Wenfeng guesses that Shen Bingyan is helping in the dark.

"I didn't expect you would miss Lord Shen!" Bai Mei couldn't help laughing.

As for the relationship between the two, Taoist Baimei is not good at asserting and guessing. His holy master is beautiful and has high martial arts. Not everyone can deserve it, but he supports Dong Wenfeng in his heart.