Fantasy World Transmigration

昂 Chen Ang looked at a few people with a smile, this time the fetal typhoid skill was practiced in the human body for the first time, and it was very rewarding. A test product with deep internal strength and strong internal organs like Zuo Lengzen is rare in this world. It is very cherished that Chen Ang cannot go to Wudang Shaolin to hit them in the palm of his hand.

So Zuo Lengzen is a human experiment that is of great significance to him.

"Of course, the six classics of dialectics has reached the current peak in medicine, but the six classics of martial arts and qi training are still not very clear. The treatment of the six classics of Chinese and foreign classics in Typhoid and Miscellaneous Diseases has been mostly completed, but The eight outlines of dialectics only completed two yin and yang, and there were also tables, li, cold, heat, deficiency, and truth, which could not be explained. "

Chen Ang frowned and thought, "With my own wisdom, it is too time-consuming for these small details. It is not for me to open up the road of thorns and thorns, but to pull some more people into the medical force "If we can create an eternal famous gate like Wudang Shaolin, the speed of perfecting the theory will be much faster."

"Man is a sword, I am a fish, your lord has a life, and I'll wait for my compliance." Zuo Lengchan's face was as dead as he was, and he double-struck, standing up to support the trunk, and he was full of white cold and eyebrows. There was a thin layer of frost between the buns.

Although the power of Wu Hanbing's palm is endless and it is also extremely restrained in star-absorptive Dafa, once this kind of extreme martial arts is destroyed the balance of the human body, the damage is more violent and rapid than others. Speaking of this, Chen Ang's martial arts is really the nemesis of the extreme martial arts of the evil gate. As long as the foundation is unstable, extreme forces will be restrained.

昂 Chen Ang thoughtfully, raised his hand and printed it gently on his Dantian.

"Brother Zuo!" Several people on the ground angrily exclaimed.

Zuo Lengzen waved his hand to signal that he was fine. Just now, Zuo Lengchan felt that an extremely spooky atmosphere was introduced into his own Dantian, and the internal force merged with each other. The coldness on his body also reduced a lot.

"There is a avenue, but a wicked gate. I have a magnificent way in" Golden Chronicles ", and there are also short-term shortcuts. The gangway path, which has just entered your body, is a chill ...

"The cold is sick, the kidney suffers first, and its guests are between the five internal organs, and the pulse is painful; if the guest is in the room of the eight deficiencies, the blood stays, and it stays for a long time. ! "

Chen Ang quoted a piece of "Treatment of Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" and explained: "This true qi is cold in nature. It is deeply rooted in your body with the true qi of the Ice God's palm. The state of illness, daily sickness, and pain. The more you look like you are about to die, the stronger your vitality will be. "

"When you are ill and blind, no one can save you except your chill and Qi, or my" Golden Chronicles ". If you want to live your whole life, you must study hard, so that Qi can always be Suppress the cold, otherwise, if the cold poisonous disease explodes, you will die. "

Chen Ang looked at Zuo Lengzen's eyes and said, "You can't become strong, you will die! This evil way is what I call sickness and qi. Zuo Lengzen, if you want to unlock this Road imprisonment can only be deduced to Dacheng, the disease is fed back to the body, and no disease is born, otherwise it will be difficult to get rid of this prohibition in life. "

Zuo Lengchen smiled bitterly, watching Chen Ang give them a palm of their hands, all the princes in Songshan turned green and white, and stood up brightly. He just wanted to speak, and it came from his heart. There was a strange itch that made him cough hard.

"Cough!" Zuo Lengchan bent down painfully, as if he was about to cough and bleed, and he took a palm of his hand to photograph the big tree behind him, only to see a layer of frost visible to the naked eye on the tree.

"Zuo is blessed by misfortune, martial arts has advanced!"

He looked at the frost marks on the tree, Zuo Lengchan laughed wryly.

柏 Lu Bai had a crooked nose and a paralyzed stroke, and a silver thread dangled from the corner of his mouth. He stepped forward and moved to the left Lengchen with difficulty. Zuo Lengchan saw the glorious light in his eyes, knowing that he looked fragile now, but when he shot, it must be rock-shattering, more than ten times worse than before.

Wu Dingmian also shivered and walked towards Leng Leng Zen, but sometimes he shivered, his hands were blowing like a wind, even Zuo Leng Zen could not see his shot.

"Warm disease, fever, wet, dryness, typhoon, cold, cold, miscellaneous diseases!" Chen Ang watched eight people look like they were all blind, and laughed, "Today, Songshan Thirteen Taibao, it has become history, and it is only these eight sick Zhenjun who remain! "

Xi Zuo Lengzen was already bitter enough to drop scum on his face. He came to Chen Ang's body, and Nono bowed his head and said, "I have seen the Lord, and I do n’t know how to call him Lord?"

"Whatever you want!" Chen Ang doesn't necessarily take his words seriously. Such vicious people as Zuo Lengchan said that the good point is that they can bend and stretch, the ordinary people can't bear it, and the unpleasant point is a poisonous snake lurking in the dark.

昂 Chen Ang has never had the mind to subdue his effectiveness, which is not in harmony with his character pursuit, so for him, the Eight Diseases Zhenjun is just a test product in the way of medicine!

Chan Zuo Lengchen did not know what Chen Ang thought, and quickly pulled the others of the Songshan faction to bow down to Chen Ang and bow down. When Chen Ang saw him come to this set, his heart was extremely greasy, and with a wave of his sleeves, he disappeared into the air.

I waited until the eight people raised their heads violently before they saw that they were empty. Chen Ang, like never seen from beginning to end, disappeared without shadow. Only the luggage of steeds attached to ancient trees in the distance reminded everyone that a terrible character had ever appeared here.

"Master ... brother!" Ding Mian came up with a fist and yelled, "I ... I ... we, what should I do?" The six people behind him also looked at Zuo Lengzen with a look of confusion.

"Mr. Chen has gone." Zuo Lengchan raised his eyelids and became deeper and deeper: "In the future, he will be called Mr. Plague, and we are his eight true lords. You must remember your duty!"

Desperate Taoist! A few people laughed bitterly. Isn't this Lord a plague god? He answered in unison, "Yes!"

Alas ... The picture before Chen Ang turned around suddenly appeared in a boxy steel back room. He took off his costume and put on a white coat. He frowned and looked at the young man with long hair in the mirror, hesitated for a while, or ignored the exceptionally long hair.

On the contrary, it attracted all his attention.

"Does the time in all worlds begin to flow synchronously?" Chen Ang frowned, thinking. He thought about it from dozens of different angles, from heaven and human induction to quantum mechanics, and found that knowledge about time and space is rare. It's rare that he can't touch the depths of such incredible things through the ability.

But this is a good thing for Chen Ang, which means that he has gathered the wisdom of civilization and the world, opened up the avenue, and has more favorable conditions. In a world where sowing the seeds of wisdom, waiting for it to bear fruit, and harvesting a perfect civilization and system, this road of grazing civilization is still a long way.

昂 Chen Ang pushed the door open and walked down the hall to the base of the base. A bald researcher saw him with excited eyes reflecting, "Doctor! You are here!"

"Preparing a set of rainforest adventure equipment, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I am useful! Let the sixth genetic laboratory be prepared, and the hypothetical material of No. 3 is coming!" Chen Ang said sharply: "And how many researchers Overclocked? "

The bald fat man, while quickly recording Chen Ang's orders, raised his head to reveal a pair of blue Yingying eyes, "Doctor, 1,213 people have completed the transformation! There are 82 people, waiting Among them, the mood of those people is not very stable, and they are urged to enter the operation as soon as possible. "

"The 13-person overclocking think tank has been formed, and the expansion of the consortium is unstoppable."

"Very good!" Chen Ang nodded: "Clean up those maggots, cut off the claws of other consortia, the path of evolution, unstoppable!"

"Yes!" The bald face was frantic. He looked at Chen Ang with excitement, and the blue in his eyes fluctuated violently. "Only we are the future of humanity! The stupid person who prevents the evolution of new humans must teach them a lesson. The future is Ours, now ours too! "

Feeling more and more like Chen Ao, the big villain of the villain, looked at him in surprise, and gently pointed at his chest, a cold chill immediately stabilized the blueness in the bald eyes. "Pay attention to your overclocking status. Stable! Go inject a stabilizer and your emotions are going back! "

Baldness returned to peace, grateful: "Yes, doctor!"

通知 "Notify the War Department, call me two jungle meteorologists, rainforest plants and ecology experts, snake biology researchers, and most importantly-the sixth genetic laboratory, all genetic biology researchers!"