Create A Cultivation Technique At The Beginning

Seeing Jiang Chen like this, the young monk knew something was wrong and asked tentatively: "It's blank again?"

Jiang Chen nodded and handed over the blank piece of bamboo in his hand. The little monk looked at Jiang Chen with surprise on his face, but he had nothing to say. If Jiang Chen came to draw it first, he might have cheated, but in the end this There was only one left, which can only be said to be Jiang Chen's luck.

In the Great Thunderclap Monastery, Jin Guang had already taken the bet from Ulanto, and didn't say much. Ulanto looked unkind, but now that all of his lineage has lost, he has no capital to gamble anymore. .

On the contrary, two people in the field looked at each other, and then shook their heads. It seemed that they were not sure of winning and were ready to give up this round of gambling.

Jin Guang suddenly said: "Two Arhats, are you interested in taking a gamble with me?"

The two people looked at Jin Guang in puzzlement. There were indeed three disciples left in the arena on Jiang Chen's side. Almost all of the remaining arenas were from the Jubodhi lineage. Naturally, there was no gambling. The need to fight.

One of them said: "Since the Golden Arhat is so elegant, I should accompany him!"

Jin Guang pretended not to see the smell of gunpowder in this man's mouth, and smiled slightly: "Chengren Arhat, I still have two Innate Spirits 470 in my hand. How about this, each of us takes out two Innate Spirits, and whoever wins will take them all. , if you can’t get it, you can also use other things to replace it, such as the power of merit!”

Everyone was in an uproar. You must know that if this Arhat steps into the Bodhisattva, if he has one Innate aura, he can be at least 10% more sure. If he has six Innate auras at the same time, as long as he is not unlucky, it can almost be said that he will achieve the status of a Bodhisattva. .

The faces of the two people were filled with heat. They didn't expect Jin Guang to directly propose such a bet. This was completely to send spiritual energy to himself. Chengren Arhat opposite him waved his hand, and saw two Innate spiritual energy being taken out directly.

"Golden Light Arhat, since you want to help me, I will make a bet with you. I wonder if Shiwei Arhat is interested in making a bet!"

Shiwei is on the other side of the force, that is, the black-faced man's lineage. The monks in this lineage mainly practice asceticism and don't like to communicate with others.

Seeing Chengren asking himself, Shiwei just nodded lightly and took out two Innate spiritual energy. You must know that the strength of these two veins is much stronger than Jinguang's. It can only be said that the two of them are unlucky. OK, we were put into the same group.

As for Jinguang, no one has been able to enter the later competitions in hundreds of years. This year, this disciple is just lucky. Except for Kubodhi, no one knows the identity of Jiang Chen.

Kubodhi did not give any warning. If you can reduce the power of a faction, you can do so. In the end, it will help you integrate the power of the entire Buddhist Gate.

Kuboti waved his hand and saw a huge light curtain appearing in front of the eyes of the swordsmen. In the light curtain, it was exactly what was happening next to the stage.

Jiang Chen had handed over the blank piece of bamboo in his hand, and the remaining two people, one was a black-faced man, and the other was a thick-set monk, both of them jumped onto the ring without saying much.

The monk had already taken off his monk's clothes, revealing his broad arms, and there were actually golden patterns carved on the monk's body.

The black-faced man's face was a little moved. He could tell at a glance that the formation pattern was a defensive formation pattern. Although his power was strong, if he couldn't even break through the opponent's defense, he would definitely lose.

The formation patterns on the monk's body shimmered, and the black-faced man didn't give him a chance to continue pushing. He raised his iron fist and rushed forward. While the monk's footing was not stable, he punched the monk in the chest.

The formation patterns on the monk's body were surging and were about to break. The monk activated his spiritual power and the formation patterns stabilized.

The movements of the black-faced man's hands became faster and faster, and he punched the monk one after another. The monk's chest was somewhat deformed.

But the formation patterns on the monk's body were radiant. After the black-faced man pushed out a palm, the formation patterns on the monk's body did not change at all, and the black-faced man quickly retreated. (bjdd)

"Your tortoise shell is so hard!" the black-faced man said.

"Humph, this was originally to stay and compete for first place, but I didn't expect that a freak like you would come out halfway!" The monk said with some helplessness.

My own lineage was originally thin, but I finally found a way to practice, which was to directly carve the formation pattern on my body. "But the conditions for the facets are very...

carve.

Thinking of the sins he had suffered and looking at his sunken chest, the monk couldn't bear it anymore, raised his fists and walked towards the black-faced man.

The black-faced man stood on the side of the ring, his face full of solemnity. Watching the monk walking towards him step by step, the black-faced man no longer held back.

The black-faced man's body expanded rapidly, and his whole body was covered with black energy. He clenched his fists and fought with the monk.

The fists of the two people collided one after another, and only the sound of gold and iron was heard. As soon as the two people touched each other, the people beside the ring were also blown around by the air waves bursting out from the stage. Except for a few people with high cultivation level, Everyone looked a little embarrassed.

After all, those who can come here to watch the battle are basically in the electric stage, but how can ordinary electric stage have such strength? Even if the two people in the ring are ordinary Huadan stage monks, they may not be able to win. good.

The black-faced man looked serious: "He is indeed a respectable opponent, so I won't hold back any more and prepare to die!"

After the black-faced man finished speaking, he shook his shoulders twice, and pieces of armor fell directly from his body. The originally strong black-faced man became as skinny as a stick.

The armor all fell to the ground, creating a large crater on the ground. Some people around recognized it. All the materials used in the armor were made from the shell of the Rank Six Demonic Beast Dragon Turtle.

The shell of the dragon turtle is very hard, but also extremely heavy. You must know that a small piece of dragon turtle shell weighs at least a hundred kilograms. Now it seems that the load on this black-faced man must be at least a thousand kilograms.

The black-faced man put down the weight and made a crunching sound all over his body. The monk felt obvious pressure. The black-faced man was extremely fast and punched the monk.

The monk couldn't react quickly and was punched directly in the jaw. Even with the array pattern protecting his body, the monk was still dizzy from the blow and could not react.

The black-faced man hit the monk's chest again, and the formation patterns on the monk's body shook a little. The black-faced man smiled strangely, turned his fist into a finger, and stabbed the monk's chest straight.

The formation patterns on the monk's body actually broke apart inch by inch, the golden light slowly dissipated, and the formation patterns could not block the black-faced man's attack.

At that moment, Jiang Chen clearly felt the breath of the ghost method. You must know that there is pure ghost energy in Jiang Chen's body now, and this ghost energy is extremely sensitive to the ghost method. .