My head hurts! "
After an unknown period of time, Lin Buzheng woke up from his coma.
He vaguely remembered that before he fainted, the sun had just risen. But now, the sun was already high in the sky – it was obvious that a long time had passed.
However, even after resting for such a long time, Lin Buzheng still felt fatigued and exhausted.
Clearly, the Bull Transformation of the Bull Fists was not something that could be achieved easily. It consumed a lot of the martial strength in the body of a cultivator.
Without sufficient martial strength, a cultivator would not be able to transform into a bull. In fact, they might even suffer a backlash and lose consciousness.
However, if they transformed into a bull, their skin would be thick and their strength would be immense. Their combat strength would far exceed that of a human.
That was the greatest benefit that a Bull Transformation could bring to a cultivator!
Legend had it that some ancient techniques and supreme martial techniques could allow a cultivator to transform into ancient divine beasts such as the Heaven Devouring Python, Phoenix, and True Dragon.
After the transformation, the Bull Transformation would be extremely powerful and could be said to be able to destroy the world. Its might would be even stronger and unpredictable!
Compared to these mighty figures of the martial dao, Lin Buzheng's martial skill transformation into a bull was just the beginning.
"Not only that."
"I've also completely grasped the sixth style of the Bull Fists, Bull Moves Mountains and Rivers."
Lin Buzheng had a smile on his face.
Not only had Lin Buzheng successfully grasped the Bull Transformation in today's cultivation, he had also comprehended and grasped the sixth style of the Bull Fists with the greatest power.
In this way, Lin Buzheng undoubtedly had two killer moves compared to other martial artists who trained in the path of physique.
At the crucial moment, he would definitely be able to turn the tables and play an irreplaceable role!
"Let's go!"
Two hours later, the servants of the Lin family were done with preparations and loaded the bull cart with a thick load of pasture.
Lin Buzheng sat on the old bull cart and drove the bull towards Yong Ning City.
"Go!"
Lin Buzheng's route back to the clan was still the same as when he came. Along the way, the vegetation was lush and the trees were tall. The scenery didn't look much different from when they first arrived.
If there was anything different, it would be that on the way here, Lin Buzheng sat upright and still, concentrating. He kept his guard up at all times, afraid that a cultivator might suddenly charge out from the shadows of the vegetation around him.
But now, Lin Buzheng was sitting on the ox cart, leaning lazily against the pile of hay behind him. His aura was incomparably relaxed, and his gaze swept across the dense forest around him from time to time. In his calmness, there was a hint of anticipation.
In front of Lin Buzheng was a rugged and uneven mountain path. Although it was narrow, it was incomparably spacious. The end of the path could be seen at a glance.
Hu!
However, the next moment, as if Lin Buzheng was hallucinating, or perhaps there was something wrong with his eyes, a tall man silently appeared in the middle of the road.
This man was wearing a green robe. His appearance was extremely natural, like a falling leaf that had drifted down from the top of a tree. It was as if he was supposed to be here.
Behind the man, there was a long sword on his back. The blade of the sword shone with a cold light.
"You are Lin Buzheng?"
The next moment, the man moved. He turned his head and looked at Lin Buzheng expressionlessly. His eyes were as cold as the blade of the sword, and there was a hint of beast-like brutality in them.
"Yes."
Hearing this, Lin Buzheng immediately nodded his head and admitted it without hesitation.
As he spoke, Lin Buzheng recognized the man's identity at a glance.
This person was called Wang Dongliu, a disciple of the Wang family, one of the four major families in Eternal Peace City. Like Lin Hao Ran, he cultivated in the periphery of the forest all day long.
However, the difference between him and Lin Hao Ran was that Wang Dongliu was a bloodthirsty person. He was even more ruthless. Even when facing women, children, and the elderly who could not resist, he could still kill them ruthlessly.
Wang Dongliu believed that this was the only way to cultivate the highest realm of the Sword Doctrine, the Emotionless Sword!
Because of this, Wang Dongliu's name became a name that could stop children from crying in Eternal Peace City. It became the nightmare of all martial artists who ventured into the forest!
Wang Dongliu's cultivation was even higher than Lin Hao Ran's, reaching the ninth level of Body Dao!
Compared to Lin Buzheng's realm, he was three levels higher!
"You're finally here!"
"Die!"
Hearing Lin Buzheng's affirmative answer, Wang Dongliu's eyes flashed. He slowly pulled out the long sword from the scabbard on his back and pointed it at Lin Buzheng. The aura of a powerhouse at the ninth level of Body Dao exploded from his body!
"Do you have any last words before you die?"
Wang Dongliu sneered and stared at Lin Buzheng's moving lips. He knew that the latter definitely had something to say.
Was it to beg for mercy, or to curse?
No matter how Lin Buzheng reacted, the long sword in Wang Dongliu's hand would not budge. As the former begged for mercy, begged for mercy, or cursed, it would take away his life bit by bit.
This was Wang Dongliu's Emotionless Sword!
"I want to know, how much did the other party pay you to kill me?"
However, Lin Buzheng's eyes were bright and filled with curiosity as he stared at Wang Dongliu. He spoke frankly, without any intention of begging for mercy. This was out of Wang Dongliu's expectations.
Wang Dongliu's cultivation was at the ninth level of Body Dao. Normally, he had no grudges against Lin Buzheng. Now that he had purposely appeared here to ambush him, the only possibility was that he had been bribed by Lin Liuliu, just like the Four Beasts of the Barren Ridge.
"Three Vitality Pills."
Wang Dongliu looked at Lin Buzheng in surprise.
The world was big and full of strange things. To think that there would be someone who did not care about his own life when he was at death's door. Instead, he cared about how much the other party had paid to buy his life.
"Three Vitality Pills worth a few thousand silvers in exchange for the life of a sixth-level Body Dao martial artist. This is enough for you to be proud. You can die in peace!"
Wang Dongliu sneered.
The Vitality Pill was an extremely valuable pill. As the name suggests, it could nourish and strengthen a cultivator's Soul. It could strengthen a cultivator's Divine Will.
The stronger a cultivator's Divine Will was, the stronger their five senses would be. This would allow them to gain the upper hand in battle.
Other than that, the Soul was the foundation of a cultivator. It was nurtured by the cultivator's body, and at the same time, it could be used to nourish the body.
When the Soul grew stronger, the cultivator's body would also be nourished and their abilities would increase.
Three Vitality Pills were worth at least three thousand silvers!
One could imagine that Lin Liuliu must have heard that the Four Beasts of the Barren Ridge had failed to kill Lin Buzheng and had been killed instead. Therefore, she had finally taken Lin Buzheng seriously. Even if she had to pay the high price of three Vitality Pills, she would kill Lin Buzheng!
"Three Vitality Pills?"
"I'll accept this great gift!"
Hearing this, Lin Buzheng's eyes shone with an incomparable glint of joy. Before he finished speaking, he stomped heavily on the ground with both feet. His body borrowed the recoil force, and like an arrow that had left the bow, he charged towards Wang Dongliu's figure in the distance without fear!
In an instant, Lin Buzheng and Wang Dongliu's roles were reversed.
The killer was no longer Wang Dongliu, but Lin Buzheng.
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