In nineteen years, Lin Yi reached the eighth level of Qingyun Valley Kung Fu. The master said, come down the mountain, there is nothing left to teach you on the mountain.
Then he stood at the intersection and stared at a traffic light for three minutes - was this a magic weapon or a monster?
Qinggong couldn't catch up with the delivery boy, and his internal energy charged up the battery of his mobile phone. He could punch through a steel plate with one punch, but he needed an ID card to rent a house. Everything I am proud of is of no use in this city of steel and concrete.
What's even more outrageous is that when he finally accepted the reality and started to learn the "Rules of Urban Survival", a group of scientists came to his door and told him: What you are practicing is not metaphysics, but ancient biotechnology that has been lost for two thousand years.
Master, how many things did you hide from me back then?
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