908: C908 The Young Man on the Street

C908 The Young Man on the Street

The next day, when the first ray of sunlight shone down on the earth, the young man who was meditating on top of a tall building suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes emitted a purple-gold light. The Mao Mountain's mental cultivation method had caused the surrounding natural energy to form a huge funnel, and it poured into the acupoints above his head.0

If there were any cultivators nearby who saw this scene, they would definitely cry out in shock. The cultivation techniques of the various big sects were all partial and peaceful. One had to take advantage of the situation. The way Dao Monarch Shen did it was no different from a demon beast. Furthermore, even ordinary demonic beasts that cultivated at such a speed would likely explode and die.

Strangely, however, as time passed, there were no problems with Daolord Shen. Instead, his face was flushed red, and his eyes shone with a brilliant light. After last night's life-and-death battle... His cultivation base had taken a step forward, and he had already reached the border of the Tribulation Stage. It was said that after a cultivator reached a certain realm, he would have to face Heavenly Tribulation.

After crossing the Heavenly Street, his lifespan would increase, and he would enter a whole new realm. He was qualified to reach the first tier of the Mortal Realm, and if he failed, he would become ashes of the heavenly tribulation. Not only had he come to this world for nothing, but he might also lose his soul. There was no longer any possibility of reincarnation.

Roughly two hours later, Daolord Shen's breathing returned to normal. The violet-gold light in his eyes vanished, and his clothes were rather unkempt. There were holes everywhere, like the clothes of a beggar, but they still couldn't conceal his otherworldly aura. After a night of meditation and rest, his magic power had finally recovered. Regarding the cultivation of Tribulation Stage, although there were some notes in the Mao Mountain's technique, however, he still planned to wait until he returned and ask his master. During this period of time, he didn't plan to forcefully break through.

"It's been a month since I came out. I should go home and take a look. I wonder how that fat cat is doing. According to its usual heartless behavior, I guess it has already forgotten about me."

He muttered to himself as he took a step out of the roof and glided for a distance like an agile swallow. He landed steadily on the ground. If this scene was seen by others... He would probably run over to press down on Newton's coffin and not let him out, ignoring the gravity. Although he was still unable to fly through the air, it was already enough to amaze them.

This street was a famous internet street in Jiangdong City. During the day, there were some internet celebrities and tourists who came here to take pictures. There were a lot of people here, but now that it was just dawn every day, there were almost no pedestrians on the street. He did not even notice his actions just now.

"Hey! Look, it's high street style! Oh my god, it's indeed the legendary popular street. When I arrived early in the morning, I thought I was a dog..."

"Er... Are you sure it wasn't a beggar? That's right, a beggar's temperament can't be so good. His clothes are too tattered, what kind of process did he go through to become like this? I can't find such a style in an online store... "

"What do you know!? High streets need to destroy their style to highlight their charm. It was obvious that the boss was wearing self-made clothes. Every hole is so natural, just like when he just came out of the Syrian battlefield. Look at his eyes, they are filled with killing intent..."

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There were two young men wearing t-shirts at the corner of the road, one by one. They were wearing at least three t-shirts, which clearly showed their level. Fortunately, it was still early in the morning. The temperature was slightly higher and the wind was cooler. Otherwise, it would have been like this in the third day. It was hard not to suspect that they were brainless.

Daolord Shen had already mastered the art of self-sustenance, but he had heard the conversation between the two young men. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at them, feeling as if he were about to suffer internal injuries from holding it in. What were children doing these days? Thankfully, he hadn't been so chuunibyou back then.

The so-called high street was highist. This word originated from Great Britain. High-street wasn't a single street. It referred to a major commercial street in the city. The range of the brand was a fast fashion brand like Topphop. Its main feature was that the style was updated quickly. It was more modern, and the price was close to the people. Many people mistakenly thought that the word high street meant that there was a high probability of it appearing on the streets. This understanding was wrong.

The current high street had already been changed by a group of top brands. Basically, it was destroyed style, tight pants, and the upper body shape. Classic single items had black skin-tight damage cows and long pants belts. The side zipper, the bottom of the inconsistent length, the checkered shirt, and so on. The key was the sense of hierarchy. Western media was very powerful. There was a group of people defining and guiding the trends, and young people from all over the world were responsible for giving money and putting in effort to chase after them. They did not know what the meaning of these clothes was. Most of them simply pursued a feeling that attracted attention.

"Handsome, sign your name! Sign my clothes. I'll buy my signature pen. When you become famous in the future and become a famous internet celebrity, I won't have such a good opportunity."

"Big brother, take a photo with me! We came from 300 kilometers away. I want to go back and show off to my classmates. This time, we met a real big shot on the street. "

The two of them looked at each other, then ran in front of Daolord Shen and spread out their arms, stopping him from leaving. In the entire Jiangdong, they were probably the only ones who could pretend to be high-street beggars.

- The content came from [Mgu Reading].

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