Comprehensive Wu: Poor monk Jigong, sign in to Wudi City at the beginning

Chapter 67: Luo Han’s True Body, the One Who Lives Most Comfortably!.

Li Xiuyuan’s body, like the day of his first birth, exuded ten thousand rays of light and slowly rose into the air. The entire Shaolin is bathed in this glow.

The howling wind blew through Mt. Shaomuro, raising the fallen leaves in the sky. The gods spread tens of miles in radius.

In Li Xiuyuan’s consciousness, there was only pitch black, like chaos where heaven and earth had never been separated. A fierce breath pervaded this chaos.

As Li Xiuyuan’s consciousness continued to deepen, he once again saw the huge statue of the Dragon Arhat. Only this time, the breath of the statue became even larger and vast.

The chanting of millions of monks and the sound of a maniacal laughter were deafening in this space. Li Xiuyuan walked to the foot of the statue, and only felt as if something was pulling him in his heart.

“The realm of the Vajra I cultivated is a watershed, I wonder what changes will happen after stepping into the realm?”

Thinking in his heart, Li Xiuyuan stretched out his hand and touched the statue.

Click – the statue cracks a crack and enters the dust.

The rift instantly spread like lightning, spreading throughout the statue.

With a loud bang, 11 Luohan roared.

Li Xiuyuan was surprised to see that the huge statue in front of him had turned into a dragon arhat! Dressed in a monk’s robe, he glared angrily, and red silk satin floated behind him.

Under his feet, there is a huge golden dragon.

Above Shaomuro Mountain, Li Xiuyuan slowly opened his eyes.

The moment you open your eyes, the light flashes, washing the entire mountain. A roar of the dragon arhat echoed between heaven and earth.

Everyone was surprised to see that Li Xiuyuan had changed his appearance. In the light of ten thousand dao, Li Xiuyuan was wearing a monk’s robe, and his face was like an angry king. Stepping on the five-clawed golden dragon, seven-colored auspicious clouds.

The red satin behind him flowed brilliantly like a glow. It’s like a god on top.

“Ah! It’s Arhat! Luo Han shows his spirit, and Luo Han is mortal! ”

A monk watched this scene obsessively. It was already uncontrollably full of tears.

“Master Daoji is actually the reincarnation of Arhat?”

The sweeping monk also had tears on his face and looked at the sky in horror. These tears are not something that a person can control, but a heart can control.

It is an involuntary outflow.

“Meet Luo Han!”

“Meet Luo Han!”

Tens of thousands of monks from Shaolin Temple knelt down at the same time and kowtowed to Li Xiuyuan above the void. In the distance, people with a radius of more than ten miles were all worshiping in the direction of Shaolin at the same time. Worship the advent of the gods.

In the instant just now, Li Xiuyuan had already crossed directly from the Earth Immortal Duo to the King Kong Realm he had cultivated.

And the reason why he was able to incarnate the Dharma phase was because after ascending to the Vajra realm, he had merged with the Yuan God of the Dragon Arhat, and it could be said that he was the Dragon Descending Arhat Buddha at the moment.

It’s just that he hasn’t been able to exert the full strength of the Dragon Arhat.

After successfully breaking through to the King Kong Realm, the world in front of Li Xiuyuan changed again. This time, he can not only see through the rules of the world, but can directly see through people’s hearts.

In Li Xiuyuan’s gaze, a light flashed in everyone’s hearts. Either bright, or dim.

Li Xiuyuan understood that light represents human nature.

But if it is bright, the more good it is, and the darker it is, the more evil it is. However, there is no lightest and darkest.

After all, the human heart is the most complex thing in the world, and there are no people who are good to the extreme, and there are no people who are evil to the extreme. Having inherited the Yuan God of the Dragon Arhat, Li Xiuyuan also understood that he had to do more things. The Hanging Temple is the target to be eliminated.

Of course, before eliminating the entire Hanging Temple, Li Xiuyuan had another thing to do. That’s the Great Departure.

In Li Xiuyuan’s wordless heavenly book, there is the art of divination, so Li Xiuyuan has already understood that it is the Great Departure Dynasty who arches the fire behind his back, looking for Qinian to capture him.

This matter cannot be counted as such. He is merciful and kind, but definitely not the Virgin.

As the saying goes, the mud bodhisattva still has three points of fire, not to mention Li Xiuyuan? The Great Departure Dynasty must pay a price.

Moreover, there are not many good birds up and down the Great Departure Dynasty.

That emperor Zhao Ling was even more ungrateful and cruel and bloodthirsty. Moreover, he has done a lot of shady things.

Li Xiuyuan felt that since he had eliminated Shaolin, he would handle the affairs of the Great Departure Dynasty together. By the way, I also went to Tai’an City, the capital of Dali, to sign in.

Although the emperor is not a good thing, Tai’an City is a treasure of feng shui. After all, the dynasty’s choice of capital is not arbitrary.

At this thought, Li Xiuyuan withdrew his divine sense.

The light in the sky dispersed, and Li Xiuyuan’s body slowly floated to the ground again. Once again, he turned into a torn shoe and a torn hat.

It’s just that the whole person looks like he has a sense of detachment from the world.

“Well, this Shaolin mess, let’s deal with it!”

Li Xiuyuan yawned and stretched, and then took out the broken fan.

“Let’s go, apprentice, go to Tai’an City with Master to meet the world!”

“Yes, Master.”

“Let’s go…”

Li Xiuyuan fanned, took a step that the six relatives did not recognize, and went down the mountain. In a short time, the figure had disappeared from the sight of the sweeping monks and the Shaolin monks.

Come fast, go fast.

In less than half an hour, Li Xiuyuan had already wiped out the thousand-year-old Shaolin. After this day, the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple was closed, and no monk dared to go down the mountain again. I don’t see anyone.

The huge Shaolin disappeared out of thin air in the martial arts. 63……

Night, deep and quiet.

Above the water, the stars are reflected, responding to the night sky. On the calm surface of the mirror, a large ship is parked.

The Seven Pearls stood barefoot on the deck, looking thoughtfully into the distance.

The bottomless, spring-like eyes carry a deep meaning that people can’t fathom. The evening breeze gently lifted the corners of her white clothes and blew her jade-like calves.

“Killed Xuanci and sealed Shaolin for a thousand years.”

“Hehe, it really surprised me!”

She looked into the distance with a smile.

Originally, Qizhu Bodhisattva was going to Wudang with Qinian, but he was delayed by some things on the way. After Qinian committed suicide, there was no point in Qizhu Bodhisattva going again, so he kept sending people to inquire about Li Xiuyuan’s movements.

Hearing that she had gone to Shaolin, Qizhu sent people to Shaolin.

I want to see if Li Xiuyuan is a suitable person to practice with her. Now the Seven Pearls Bodhisattva doesn’t just know how Li Xiuyuan handled Shaolin.

He also knew that Li Xiuyuan’s next step was to go to the capital of Dali, Tai’an City.

“Daoji, huh…”

“Bear a thousand grave sins, refining will not die?”

The Seven Pearls Bodhisattva smiled, and the stars lost their color.

“You are indeed the most comfortable person in the world!”