Create A Cultivation Technique At The Beginning

The Shaolin Temple, which has reopened its gates long ago, has naturally returned to its former prosperity, and even now serves as the Immortal Gate.

It is even more prosperous than it was back then.

But compared to the worldly aura back then, it is much purer now.

It’s also much cleaner.

A clear stream flows out of the mountain forest and is shaded by nearby green trees. The mist fills the mountain forest and the air is extremely fresh.

Meng Qi couldn't help but feel extremely comfortable at this time.

He has been transmigrating for seven days now.

This week.

He finally joined the Shaolin Temple and became a handyman disciple.

Although he was still extremely curious.

But at this time, he gradually accepted his current identity.

Before dawn, the morning bell rang, and as a transmigrator, he started his day in Shaolin Temple.

After getting up early for the Sanskrit class, it was time to start carrying water. This is a process that not only the handyman disciples, but also all other monks need to go through.

The purpose, of course, is to temper the monk's body.

Immortal Law.

Although Shaolin Temple is also Immortal Law.

But after a long period of trying, everyone understood that practicing martial arts first and then cultivating immortality was the best choice.

As any beginning disciple, you need to practice martial arts first.

After your martial arts reaches a certain level, you can then use martial arts to enter Taoism.

The water fetching is completed.

The next step is to listen to sermons in the Buddhist hall.

There is something in this that Meng Qi cares about very much.

"I, Shaolin, are the Immortal Gate. I created the Buddha Gate under the decree of Dao Ancestor. Anyone with enough talent can enter the Immortal Gate19. However, if you want to enter the Immortal Gate, you must first go to the Foundation Building. This Foundation Building is not the Foundation Building of Immortal Dao, but Martial Dao’s Foundation Building.”

Above the Buddhist hall, an old monk spoke seriously and at an extremely high level.

Meng Qi was sitting cross-legged, looking extremely serious.

Martial arts, something that was almost unimaginable in his previous life, has now become a reality. How can he not listen carefully?

Just this listening.

His weirdness became more and more intense.

"The path to immortality requires enlightenment. To reach it, you need to introduce spiritual energy into the body. The difficulty is unimaginable. The predecessors refined the energy and turned it into Martial Dao, and Martial Dao became the Foundation Building of Immortal Dao. Now it can form the Foundation Building for hundreds of days. As time goes by, Ren Du and other meridians are full of Qi and will open on their own. I, the Buddhist Gate, call it 'cultivating the body in concentration', because only when the mind is calm and calm, without scattering or chaos, can True Qi be naturally transformed.

It fills the orifices and opens the Qi meridians, which is called "opening the meridians" in the world.

"My Buddhist Gate has the I Ching Sutra, the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, and the Dao Ancestor's enlightenment. It brings together the two sacred books to transform the root of the Martial Dao."

"When entering samadhi, the six roots are pure, without delusional thoughts or eagerness. A quarter of an hour later, True Qi will be born. Half of it will go up from the Du Channel to the Baihui point on the top of the head, and then go down to the upper jaw, forming a 'Jinjin'. The other half, Then it goes up from the Ren channel, reaches the lower jaw, and turns into a mouthful of pressure fluid.

The words are spoken slowly.

But Meng Qi's heart fluctuated even more.

No matter how ignorant he is, he still knows what the Yi Jing Jing and the Marrow Cleansing Sutra represent.

Just now he was thinking about how to obtain the Nine Yang Divine Art and whether it would be available here.

Now, it has turned directly into the I Ching Jing and the Marrow Cleansing Jing.

With these two things, he still needs the Nine Yang Divine Art.

There is no time for thoughts to spread.

The practice soon began.

Martial Dao's practice is naturally extremely easy in today's world.

In the Shaolin Temple, the aura is extremely rich.

There was no one named Shani who could not get started.

Meng Qi is no exception.

Breathing True Qi into his acupoints, Meng Qi opened his eyes again after a full hour and a half.

At this time, the old monk in the Buddhist hall also drove people away.

Meng Qi could only get up, return to the room and fall into practice again.

midnight.

In the Zen room.

"Junior brother, are you still awake?"

"Soon."

"Well, then senior brother has to tell you something, some words

"Junior brother, I once heard a story about a hero. Do you want to listen?"

Meng Qi's voice rang out, and he started telling stories with his roommate.

But it was obvious that he couldn't continue telling this story.

"A long, long time ago, there was a Taoist priest, Qiu Chuji, who passed by a place called Niujia Village..."

"Qiu Chuji? Senior brother, I know this. He is Changchunzi Perfected Being. He is very famous. Do you want to tell his story?"

"Ah, you know?"

"I know, I know, Changchunzi Perfected Being is the Immortal of the Quanzhen Sect, and is more famous than our Shaolin Temple."

There was excitement in the young man's voice.

And this person's reaction undoubtedly made Meng Qi a little dumbfounded.

He was originally going to tell the story of Jin Yong, but what happened now.

"Quan Zhen Sect?"

"Immortal Gate?"

I couldn't sleep that night.

In the early morning, when the morning sun shines, a new day gradually arrives.

After a day of busy work, Meng Qi couldn't wait to start asking around. It was just fine if he didn't ask around, but when he asked about it, Meng Qi felt completely bad.

He only felt his head roaring.

I can't get my mind back to my senses.

He even felt like he was dreaming.

At first, when his junior brother said something, he thought he was transmigrating into Jin Yong's novel.

After all, it’s all the same.

But soon, he discovered that this was not the case at all.

First of all, this world seems to be much bigger than Jin Yong's world.

Secondly, the characters and techniques are very different.

"Quan Zhen Sect, Chunyang Perfected Being?"

"Shaolin Temple, emptiness and emptiness?"

These names all seem so familiar, yet they seem completely unfamiliar.

At least for Meng Qi, all this was unfamiliar.

This is especially true at the level of this world.

Like this moment.

When he raised his head and looked at the sky, where there were only black spots floating in the sky, the ups and downs in his heart could not be calmed down.

Although that's just a black spot.

But he had heard the words just now.

That is the real mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.

Formed by the power of Dao Ancestor.

He doesn't know who Dao Ancestor is.

Is it Lao Tzu or Hongjun?

But he knew that this world might not be as simple as the martial arts world.

This was quickly verified in the following time.

This world is far more complicated and terrifying than he imagined.

A huge world with almost no borders.

In the temple, the martial arts performed by a famous master brother are even more amazing.

You know, this is not the highest.

One day, he saw with his own eyes a monk slowly falling from a high altitude, and the void was like flat ground.

I also saw a monk with a little golden light, just like the Buddha's light shining all over the place.

Everything is so shocking and such an impact.

This made him more curious about this world and everything in this world, and he was more eager to know more.

It's a pity that it is in the Shaolin Temple.

He knew a lot, but he was also restricted a lot.

We can only practice more diligently in anticipation.

this day.

"Zhending, the lecture hall will be closed for these two days. You are responsible for cleaning the Zen courtyard and you are not allowed to mess with distinguished guests.

"Dear guest? Uncle Master, I wonder which sect he is from?"

"Dao Ancestor asked me to reorganize the Immortal Gate with Wudang, Huashan, and Emei. Not only will the masters from all True Immortal gates come, but also the Mysterious Heaven Sect, Xijian Pavilion, Huanhua Sword Sect, and Qingchen that have emerged in recent years. Pie and others will come too.”

"Maybe you will be lucky enough to see a real immortal."

The middle-aged monk spoke with a smile. 300 And his words completely caught Meng Qi's attention.

Immortal.

These two words alone are very attractive to Meng Qi, the transmigrator.

So much so that he couldn't help but become excited at this moment.

Looking at the excited Meng Qi, the young and middle-aged monk couldn't help but shake his head in amusement.

As a disciple of Shaolin Temple, he used to be the same.

It's just that the immortal road is not that easy to walk.

How many people are unable to enter the Immortal Path throughout their lives, and even if they do, most of them only stay on the second or third level of Qi Refining.

This level looks extremely good.

But in fact, it is of no use.

With this talent and time, I might be able to step into the Innate level.

You must know that today's Innate is much easier to enter than the original Innate.

Even if Martial Dao is not outstanding enough in this era, it is definitely very good. Innate, that is Qi Refining level four or above.

At least that's the theory.

Therefore, when many people find that they can no longer go on, they will pick up martial arts again and start practicing, and these people will actually become some Apex Level experts.

In recent years, even Martial Dao masters at the level of gods and humans have not disappeared.

As for those under heaven and man, there are even more levels of Innate.

But Meng Qi didn't know this yet, but now he suddenly started to look forward to it.

But even Meng Qi didn't notice that there was a figure floating in the sky above the Shaolin Temple.

This figure did not make any movements, but its eyes were focused on this person.

"this!"

A whispering voice spoke, and those were Jiang Chen's words.

But at this moment, he could no longer calm down.

(big chapter).