"Capital! What catastrophe!?" Tang Mang changed his color.
"I don't know what catastrophe, the high priest just said that the secret of heaven should not be revealed."
Man Er shook his head and said.
When Tang Mang heard this, he remained silent, his expression slightly solemn.
He did not doubt the authenticity of Man Er's words at all, and understood that the high priest of the Huoyun tribe had really calculated what he had.
Although Tang Mang didn't know what the so-called catastrophe was, he could only hear that the entire continent would suffer from the misery and blood flowed into a river, and he knew that this catastrophe was extraordinary.
For a moment, Tang Mang felt heavy pressure vaguely. The catastrophe covered the entire continent. Even if he wanted to hide, he could not hide. He could only deal with the catastrophe by speeding up the time to practice and constantly improving his strength.
Thinking of this, Tang Mang stood up, supported the slightly drunk Man Er, and found a room for him to rest, and then Tang Mang came to the yard outside the house and prepared to practice.
Before coming to the City of Chaos, Tang Mang's cultivation level reached the peak of the tenth level of the physical body realm. Now several days have passed, and he takes time to practice every night, and he just feels that he can break through to the Kaiyuan realm in one fell swoop in a few days.
Therefore, he doesn't want to waste time, he wants to make a breakthrough as soon as possible.
But before he started practicing, Yan Luo suddenly cursed: "You started practicing before your injury has recovered. Are you crazy?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Mang asked, "Yan Luo, do you know what the catastrophe is?"
"How do I know?"
Yan Luo snorted lightly, then pondered: "But in my opinion, this catastrophe may be related to the Jiuyou Sect."
"Yes, it should be unrelated to Jiuyou Sect."
Tang Mang suddenly said.
Since the Jiuyou Sect is not afraid of the seven sects of the righteous path and the six demonic paths, and dares to walk out of the darkness, it will naturally be well prepared and have strong strength.
The most important thing is that the Jiuyou Cult has great ambitions and attempts to dominate the mainland and enslave the warriors of the mainland, which must have a lot to do with the catastrophe mentioned by the Great Priest of the Huoyun Tribe.
Yan Luo said in a deep voice: "Boy, you have exposed the Great Freedom and Clear Heart Mantra today. From now on, you will definitely be targeted by the people of the Jiuyou Sect, so you have to be careful."
"I see."
Tang Mang nodded slightly, then did not practice, but went back to the house to rest.
Before reaching the Kaiyuan Realm, there is no vital energy in the body. Tang Mang cannot activate vital energy to heal the wounds like Tang Wanqing.
However, Tang Mang's body is strong and his recovery is amazing. His injuries seem not to be light to outsiders, but he only needs two or three days to recover from the injury.
...
The news was like a wing. In less than an hour, what happened in the city lord's mansion spread, and everyone knew it in the entire chaotic city.
Many people were anxious after learning about the origin of the Jiuyou Sect, and some even hurriedly left the city of chaos, a place of right and wrong after being sent overnight.
In addition, many people remember a person's name deeply!
Tang Mang!
No one expected that Tang Mang was not only strong at such a young age, but also practiced the ancient Buddhist mantra.
In addition, many people took advantage of the darkness to go to the city lord's mansion to pick up cheap.
Now the City Lord’s Mansion has been stomped down by many warriors, and the Feng family’s treasure house has been completely looted. However, the City Lord’s Mansion is not small after all, and some places may still be left by treasures, so many people are snatching it.
Tang Mang didn't know these things, so he fell asleep after returning to the house.
When I woke up, it was dawn the next day.
Turning over and staying, getting up and moving his body. Tang Mang found that his injuries had healed a lot. He probably would have recovered tomorrow. He couldn't help but be shocked by his strong recovery.
After a simple wash, he changed into clean and tidy clothes. He walked out of the room and happened to meet Tang Wanqing coming out of the next room. He asked with concern: "Sister Wanqing, have your injuries been better?"
"It's much better, and you can recover after two or three days of cultivation."
Tang Wanqing said.
For some reason, when she looked at Tang Mang, she would involuntarily think of the scene of being held in Tang Mang's arms yesterday.
"Damn, what am I thinking about?"
Tang Wanqing cursed secretly, looked at Tang Mang a few times, and saw that he was full of energy, he couldn't help but sigh: "Your recovery is really amazing. With such a serious injury, I didn't expect that I would recover so much in just one day."
"Haha, my recovery is entirely due to the ten-stage Unmoving Mingwang Fist, and my physical strength is strong."
"The King of Moving Fist is indeed powerful, but unfortunately I have no connection with the Buddha and it is difficult to practice."
As the two of them spoke, they came to the hall with carved beams and painted buildings.
Their residence was a huge villa. There were many maids in the villa, and soon a maid brought breakfast to the two.
Leng Wuqing was indeed thoughtful. He knew that the two of them were injured and the breakfast was very light, but the taste was nothing to say. Both Tang Mang and Tang Wanqing were all eating with relish.
Not long after, Man Er came, but he was used to eating good wine and meat, but he was not used to the light breakfast. He directly ordered the maid to ask for some roasted chicken.
...
The days are very dull, and two days have passed in a blink of an eye.
In two days, many warriors came to visit Tang Mang with healing pills. Tang Mang used the excuse of being in seclusion to heal his wounds as an excuse, but he entrusted Leng Yu'er to put away all the healing pills.
These warriors were poisoned that day, and Tang Mang was willing to save them. Although Tang Mang never thought of asking for remuneration, he would not turn away the things delivered to him.
Anyway, all are closed.
At the same time, Tang Mang cultivated for two days and his injuries were completely healed. He immediately started practicing wildly without delay, and he spent the whole day in the yard with the Unmoved Mingwang Fist.
If there is no guidance from the Mingwang Fist, if there is no one to guide you, if there is no Buddhist wisdom, others will not be able to practice it at all.
So Tang Mang did not avoid Man Er too much. Man Er was curious at first to practice, but after practicing for a long time, he was still ordinary. He suddenly felt bored and said goodbye to Tang Mang, went to find Wang Chen, Luo Xinglie and the others to play.
For three consecutive days, Tang Mang practiced hard day and night, and forgot to eat and sleep.
Seeing that he was so hard, Tang Wanqing didn't say much. She could see that Tang Mang's physical body had already practiced to the limit and would probably be able to reach the Kaiyuan Realm soon.
Tang Mang can kill ordinary True Gang realm warriors before he breaks through to Kaiyuan realm. Once he breaks through, it is difficult for Tang Wanqing to think how much his strength will improve.
While sighing, Tang Wanqing was also secretly happy for Tang Mang.
Three days of hard work were indeed not in vain. Tang Mang's physical body had indeed reached its peak. As he shot the Fist of the Unmoved Mingwang, the blood in his body seemed to rush into the river, rushing around.
Moreover, if someone could see through it, he would definitely see a large amount of white light appearing in Tang Mang's marrow blood.
Like a little bit of fireflies, it kept flowing with Tang Mang's marrow blood.
The white light is the innate vital energy condensed from the marrow blood.
As Tang Mang continued to fight the Fist of the Unmoving Mingwang, the white light became more and more, and eventually turned into pure white energy, flowing through his limbs and bones.
Even Tang Mang's body was shining with bright white light.
Widths of white energy overflowed through billions of pores, making his body shine crystal, like a carved divine jade. The whole body exuded a powerful and vigorous breath of life.