The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 78 Big Difference

Wang Wen stepped out from the crowd with his gun in hand.

Xu Ergou was so frightened that he cried out, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"Dry!"

Wang Wen growled, leaped onto a large, waist-thick tree, and then, holding his breath, stepped on the trunk and rushed up...

"Fuck!"

Xu Ergou cursed in a low voice in fear, then he grabbed the broken iron piece in his hand, looked at it, turned his head and shouted loudly: "Archers, three-edged armor-piercing arrows, ready!"

In an instant, dozens of large bows were drawn and arrows were aimed at the black-haired lion in the air.

Xu Ergou was so frightened when he saw this that he quickly shouted, "Those with poor aim, put away your arrows!"

A group of archers looked at each other in bewilderment, and more than twenty of them put away their bows and arrows in frustration...

Xu Ergou raised his hands high, staring intently at Wang Wen as he rushed upwards. When Wang Wen approached the black-haired lion that was leaping left and right, he suddenly waved his hands and said, "Release!"

There was only a buzzing sound of the bowstring vibrating, and dozens of feather arrows shot up into the sky and shot towards the agile black-haired lion in the air.

The rustling sound of something breaking through the air frightened the black-haired lion and Wang Wen, who was gasping for breath while hugging a tree trunk below the young man in golden clothes, and made them shrink their necks.

Then, he saw the black-haired lion, who was as agile as a horse, jumping left and right among the big trees. After waving his palm to deflect most of the feather arrows, he was hit in the chest by an arrow!
"You bastard, I will never let you go!"

"Hahaha, good Ergou, I'll give you a chicken drumstick when I get back!"

The black-haired lion's angry roar and Wang Wen's gloating laughter sounded at the same time.

However, Wang Wen kicked the trunk of a tree and used the force to pounce on the black-haired lion standing on a branch of a big tree, shouting angrily: "Little white face, now!"

"A dragon fights in the wild, its blood... dark yellow!"

"Tian Gang Tian Gang, control the thunder... thunder is coming!"

"Tai Shang Laojun, be as urgent as the law!"

In an instant, the young man in golden clothes pinched the thunder seal, the black-haired lion exerted strength with both palms, and Wang Wen shook his hand to shoot out a blue talisman, and the three of them shouted in unison.

The next second, the black-haired lion roared and sent out two dragon-shaped forces, one gold and one black, from his hands, pouncing towards the young man in gold and Wang Wen respectively.

The young man in golden clothes put his fingers together to form a sword, pointed at the black-haired lion with a fierce look on his face, and a golden lightning as thick as a waist fell from the sky.

At the moment when Wang Wen activated the "Five Thunder Talisman" to summon purple thunder to strike the black dragon-shaped energy in front of him, he and his gun were wrapped in a thick layer of Yin Thunder, and he rushed forward with his gun.

"boom……"

"thorn"

Amidst the deafening explosion, two electric skeletons shone brightly in the air.

If you look closely, you can see an electric skeleton holding a spear and piercing another electric skeleton. The scene is terrifying but also a bit funny.

After a while, the lightning went out.

Two burly figures covered in smoke fell from mid-air.

"Damn, big brother?"

Seeing this, Xu Ergou rushed out on his horse and stretched out his hands to catch him.

"Pfft."

Wang Wen hit Xu Ergou hard, and the heavy force made Xu Ergou fall off the horse. The two brothers collapsed on the grass, crying out in pain.

"Big Brother, Dog Brother..."

Seeing this, the Cao Gang disciples in the rear who were a little slow to react rushed forward shouting and snatched the two back to their own formation.

"Let go, I'm fine..."

Wang Wen struggled mightily, wailing heartbreakingly, "Who the hell is holding my second brother?"

The young man in golden clothes in mid-air slowly descended and floated above the Si Tianwei. He looked at Wang Wen in the crowd with suspicion.

Wang Wen was a little annoyed by his gaze. After struggling to break free from the support of a group of idiots, he raised his nose and asked loudly, "Little white face, what are you looking at?"

The young man in gold knitted his brows and said, "Let me see..."

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

Taoist Ji Liang, who was among the crowd, pushed his way to Wang Wen and bowed, saying, "I am the 22nd generation disciple of the Maoshan Sect, and my Dharma name is Jingxu. I would like to thank Taoist Zhang for his generosity and for saving my disciples from this difficult time. Longhushan is a righteous man, and the entire Maoshan community is deeply grateful. I will repay you in the future!"

The young man in gold robes relaxed his brows and bowed his head in a friendly manner, saying, "Fellow Daoist Jingxu, you are too polite. The Three Mountain Talismans are of the same blood and are as close as a family. If Maoshan is in trouble, Longhushan will certainly lend a hand. Talking about gratitude would be too formal."

Taoist Ji Liang smiled and nodded, "I must thank you for your generosity, otherwise all of our Maoshan disciples would have been hard pressed to escape this calamity."

The young man in golden clothes was about to be polite, but suddenly his expression changed, as if he sensed something. He then quickened his pace and said, "The residence of the high-ranking masters of Maoshan is just over thirty miles ahead. I have important matters to attend to, so I'm sorry I can't escort you fellow Taoists there to reunite."

Taoist Ji Liang bowed his head quickly and said, "Business is more important. I dare not trouble you to see me off!"

The young man in gold nodded, then glanced at Wang Wen and said hesitantly, "May I ask this fellow Daoist... where his master came from? Why does the thunder technique he uses look so familiar to me?"

When Wang Wen heard this, he rushed forward with his neck stiffened: "I say, you are a little ignorant..."

Taoist Ji Liang quickly muted his microphone and smiled at the young man in gold. "Let me introduce you, Fellow Daoist Zhang. This is the Junior Autumn Officer of the Yangzhou Astronomical Bureau. His surname is Wang, and his given name is a single character. He is from the Cao Gang and is known in the Jianghu as 'The Righteous Cloud King Tiger.'"

"The thunder technique he uses comes from a book called 'Palm Thunder' that I accidentally found in my early years. I taught it to him privately. If you look closely, it might be a legacy of techniques passed down by 'Mr. Tongsou (Lin Lingsu)'..."

He stopped talking here.

The young man in gold clothes had a look of realization on his face. He gave Wang Wen a deep look and nodded, saying, "It is truly rare and precious to be able to deduce thunder magic to such a magnificent state with just 'Palm Thunder'... What a pity!"

After saying this, he bowed to Taoist Ji Liang again, turned around, and flew away into the sky on the golden light.

Wang Wen was annoyed. He jumped up and down and shouted at his back, "What a pity! Why don't you explain it clearly?"

"What else can I regret..."

Taoist Ji Liang held him back and said, "It's a pity that you lost your virginity and vital energy long ago. You can only practice Yin Five Thunders, but not Yang Five Thunders!"

"Yang Wu Lei?"

Wang Wen suddenly discovered his blind spot. With a beaming expression, he pulled the old Taoist priest aside and whispered, "So, that showy pretty boy is still a virgin?" The old Taoist priest's face darkened instantly. He flicked his sleeves and said, "Don't use such dirty words in front of monks!"

"Okay, I'll tell you more later!"

Wang Wen let the old Taoist priest go. After glancing around at the scattered bandits who had mostly fled, he turned back to the Cao Gang disciple who was checking on the black-haired lion and asked, "Is that guy dead?"

The Cao Gang disciple responded loudly: "Brother, he's dead, his heartbeat and pulse are gone!"

Wang Wen cursed, "If there's no heartbeat and pulse, then it means he's dead? This is your first day out here. Do I need to teach you the common sense of beheading someone first?"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

The Cao Gang disciple nodded in response, quickly drew the sword from his waist, spat in the palms of his hands, and was about to chop off the beast's head with one blow.

At this moment, the black-haired lion, which had remained silent no matter how he tried to probe and poke it, suddenly jumped up, slapped the official sword in front of it away with one palm, turned around and rushed into the dense forest beside the horse path.

"I knew it..."

Wang Wen, who had been on guard for a long time, pulled out Xu Ergou's sword from his side and shot it towards the black-haired lion's vest.

"Pfft!"

The official sword hit the black-haired lion's back accurately, half of it being penetrated.

The black-haired lion, holding the official sword, ran forward for another seven or eight steps before collapsing to the ground with a thud. Even as it fell, it still had enough strength to roll sideways...

"Where's the archer? What's he still standing there for?"

Seeing this, Wang Wen had no intention of going up to finish him off. He immediately shouted, "Shoot him like a hedgehog!"

Upon hearing this, all the archers took out their feathered arrows, drew their bows, aimed at the black-haired lion that was still struggling desperately, and shot continuously.

"Susu..."

Dense arrows rained down upon the black-haired lion, and he rolled over on the ground in agony, howling: "Good man, spare my life, spare my life!"

Wang Wen crossed his arms, turned his head and looked at the arrows, cursing, "You bastards, do you still have any conscience? Can't you hear how miserable the person is? Why don't you kill him quickly?"

"Pfft!"

One of the archers couldn't help laughing.

Then, his laughter quickly infected all the archers, and they laughed so hard that they trembled even when they drew their bows.

Wang Wen saw that the black-haired lion's movements were getting smaller and smaller, so he simply ignored these ghosts and turned around to tell the Cao Gang disciples who were watching the show to clean up the battlefield. The most important thing was to get him a good horse...

Taoist Ji Liang stared at the black-haired lion for a long time, until it turned into a hedgehog with its fur standing on end. He couldn't bear to look away and asked Wang Wen in a low voice, "Did you know that the guy was pretending to be dead?"

"uncertain."

Wang Wen shook his head: "But I think I can withstand that thunder with the help of Yin Lei to protect my body. As a master of acquired skills, even if his Qi is greatly depleted, he shouldn't be much worse than me!"

He had experienced the feeling of being struck by thunder before, and its power... was actually very average.

In his mind, thunder magic is naturally very effective in dealing with evil things like demons and monsters, and one thing can defeat another. However, for living people with strong blood and energy, thunder magic may not be as effective as swords, spears, swords, or halberds.

Moreover, he had heard from his uncle Jiang Jin a long time ago that all the acquired masters had already developed protective qi, and everyone was like the horizontal training expert who had mastered the Golden Bell Cover!

So, how could he possibly believe that this black-haired lion would die so easily?
But there is one thing to say...

It is so difficult to kill a master who has acquired great power!
"Next time I meet a post-natal master, I must stay away from him. I can't be so reckless anymore!"

He watched Taoist Ji Liang walk quickly towards the Maoshan disciples coming towards him, muttering to himself.

Then, when he turned around, he saw Xu Ergou's staring eyes.

"What are you?"

He asked puzzledly.

Xu Ergou: "I'm looking at you!"

Wang Wen raised his thick eyebrows: "Are you looking at me like a fool?"

Xu Ergou suddenly came to his senses and scratched his head, saying, "No... I just feel that you, Big Brother, seem a little different from before... No, very different!"

Wang Wenwen frowned like an old dog and said angrily, "What's different? I've been like this all these years, okay? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense with your eyes open. If you have time, look for the reasons yourself. Your martial arts skills haven't improved in all these years, but has your brain improved? Look at me, not only am I a master of Huajin, but I'm also a sixth-rank official appointed by the imperial court. What about you?"

"You're really different now!"

Xu Ergou scratched his head vigorously. "Although you were a bit naive in the past, the brothers all knew that you were just trying to make things difficult for me. In private, you knew the importance of things better than anyone else."

"But now, you seem to be more honest, but when you do things, you are much more stupid than before. No matter whether it is a butt that can be touched or not, you dare to reach out and touch it. Last time it was the government office, this time it's a master who has been acquired for a long time. I can't stop you..."

The more he spoke, the clearer his mind became. He said concisely, "It's like, before, when you got into trouble, I would always pretend to beat you up, and you would always run away. But now, when you get into trouble, I'll go back and beat you up, but you just stand there with your neck stiff and don't move... Brother, are you hiding something from me?"

He looked at Wang Wen with concern. "You're young, in great health, and you enjoy eating. You have a house and money, and you're skilled in martial arts and hold a sixth-rank official position. Your life should be as comfortable as it can be. But why do I always feel like you're tired of living and are just trying to excite yourself?"

He racked his brains but couldn't figure it out. This guy was clearly badly injured just now, so how could he still dare to rush forward with his neck stiffened?

He can no longer be said to be fearless of death!
He is clearly seeking death!

Wang Wen was a little confused by what he said, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

Finally, he gave up thinking and slapped Xu Ergou's head crookedly: "Nonsense is more important than culture. I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with me. Have you heard of 'Good people don't live long, while evil people leave a thousand years'? I am that evil person. I'll live longer than a bastard!"

After saying that, he rushed towards the group of Si Tianwei who were scratching the black-haired lion and said, "Make way, does this guy have anything good on him?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and swung it towards the fine steel silver spear that had fallen in the distance, wanting to unleash a bolt of lightning to pull the spear back.

However, he never expected that his subconscious flick of his hand would actually release a yang thunder emitting a faint golden light.

"Damn, big brother?"

"Fuck, what do you want to do, brother?"

The crackling sound of electric shocks not only scared Wang Wen himself, but also scared the Si Tianwei around him.

Wang Wen looked at the lightning dancing in the palm of his hand in disbelief, then subconsciously called out the City God Order and took a look, confirming that the lightning behind the Baijia column was still the "Palm Thunder".

Then he turned around and rushed towards the Taoist Ji Liang in the distance: "Master, help me, my thunder magic has mutated again..."

(End of this chapter)