Martial arts: Maid Huang Rong, killed by seven heroes

"Master, Rong'er is going to practice first!"

Huang Rong bowed and left happily.

Li Qingge immediately entered the practice room.

【Ding, the host has completed today's fortune-telling task. Congratulations to the host for achieving thirty years of Jindan cultivation.】

【Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the cultivation resources, the Cultivation Atlas.

Hearing about the reward he had received this time, Li Qingge was a little curious about what this Cultivation Atlas was.

After a quick glance, he found that it was a method of cultivation.

However, he was not in a hurry to see it, and decided to absorb the cultivation of the thirty-year Jindan period. In the Yuan Wudang Sect, in front of a cave in the back mountain, the immortal Zhang Sanfeng was breathing and practicing Qi. He was extremely talented. Since he entered the Grandmaster stage, he discovered another way of cultivation, which was breathing and practicing Qi to communicate with the power of heaven and earth.

In this way, his cultivation increased day by day!

At this time, a Taoist boy in a Taoist robe walked up quickly.

""Master, this is a secret report from the Tianji Tower!"

The little Taoist boy said in a baby voice, and handed over a secret report with both hands.

Zhang Sanfeng heard this and stretched out his hand to grab the secret report.

At that moment, he couldn't wait to open it and take a look.

Now, he was very concerned about the news from the Tianji Tower and didn't want to miss any news about the divine fortune teller.

After seeing the content above, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were suddenly shocked.

"Cultivation!?"

When Zhang Sanfeng saw these two words, his eyes were filled with shock. He had never thought that there was another way to practice in this world before!

But when he saw the word"cultivation", he felt as if he had suddenly realized something!

Isn't this exactly the method he is currently comprehending?!

"Such a method has already existed.!"

"You can live forever, fly, hide underground, so that's it, so that's it!""

"I have been pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts until now, but it turns out that I am only at the beginning.!"

"That divine fortune teller is the role model for our generation to learn from.!"

"The method that the old Taoist has comprehended should be relatively superficial. I must go to Tianji Tower in person and ask the divine fortune teller to teach me this supreme method."「!"

Zhang Sanfeng's tone was excited, his face flushed, he seemed to have forgotten his identity as a martial arts master!

The Taoist boy was a little surprised when he saw this scene and asked:"Grandmaster, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Sanfeng heard the voice and came back to his senses. He smiled awkwardly and said:"Ah, Grandmaster just lost his composure, lost his composure." After saying that, he did not continue to practice on the bluestone, but walked down

""Tong'er, Master is coming out of retreat today and heading to Tianji Tower to look for the ultimate secret of martial arts!"

Zhang Sanfeng said, stepping on the empty steps, as if walking in the air, and in just a moment, he disappeared in the back mountain.

The little Taoist boy showed a puzzled look and touched his head.

Shaolin of the Great Song Dynasty, in the Sutra Library.

The masters of Shaolin are comprehending the Tathagata Palm Sutra, but unfortunately, even with such a technique, they cannot understand the mystery.

Some masters even doubted whether this was a technique of the Heavenly Realm!

At this time, Abbot Xuanci walked in quickly with the Shaolin monks.

If it weren't for the birth of the Tathagata Palm, he wouldn't know that Shaolin actually had such a strong foundation!

Now the status of the Great Song Dynasty in Shaolin is in full swing, and it has firmly established itself as the number one sect in the Great Song Dynasty, and no one dares to compete with it!

These days, countless masters of the sects have come to visit Shaolin of the Great Song Dynasty.

However, they were all driven away by these masters in the Sutra Library.!

"My fellow masters, the secret report from the Tianji Tower has come back, something big has happened!"

Xuan Ci said with his palms together.

"Oh, what's the big deal? What secret did the divine fortune teller reveal?"

The old monk Bu Mie opened his eyes and asked.

"Amitabha, the divine fortune teller revealed that in addition to martial arts training, there is another way of training. Once it is fully developed, it can easily crush the peak of martial arts, and become immortal and omnipotent!"

Xuan Ci put his hands together and said in a very serious tone

"There is another way of cultivation in this world? How is this possible?"

At this time, an old monk who was sitting cross-legged on a cushion sat up in surprise and said in surprise.

"Yes, I have been practicing Buddhist martial arts till now, and I have never realized that there are other ways to practice! Could this divine fortune teller be deceiving the world?!"

"It shouldn't be possible. Since a magical skill like Tathagata Palm exists, then Master Shensuan must know more secrets!"

The old monk Bu Mie was convinced.

""Xuanci, where is the secret report? Express it to me!"

Monk Bumie couldn't help but ask.

Xuanci quickly handed over the secret report.

Bumie took it and couldn't wait to read it.

After a moment, his face changed drastically and he said in shock:"So that's how it is! Isn't this the ultimate martial arts that I want to pursue?!"

"If you practice to the extreme, you can travel freely in the world and be omnipotent.!"

"It turns out that there is such a supreme method in this world!"

The old monk Bu Mie said with great excitement.

"Amitabha, if the divine fortune teller had been born earlier, I would definitely not have sat here in meditation!" The

Immortal Monk clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name loudly, with a look in his eyes that seemed to have some idea.

""Old Ancestor, what secrets are there? Could it be that the methods revealed in the Tianji Tower are even more powerful than the God Palm?"

Several old monks around asked.

"The Tathagata Palm is just a minor skill. The method revealed by the Divine Calculation Master is what I have been pursuing all my life.!"

The Immortal Monk stood up and looked around at everyone.

"I plan to go to Tianji Tower in person to ask Master Shensuan to teach me the Dharma. I will not return to Shaolin without the Supreme Dharma!"

After saying this, Monk Bumie returned the secret report to Xuanci, and in a flash, he strode away.

"this……"

Seeing that Bumie was so excited, Xuanci's expression changed slightly.

""Xuanci, report it to me quickly!"

Another master said at this time.

Xuanci did not dare to refuse and immediately presented the secret report again.

Not long after, the whole Sutra Collection was filled with chaotic noises.

"Amitabha, this is sheer nonsense. Fairyland, Buddhaland, elixir of immortality, these are all stories from myths and legends. They simply cannot exist in this world!" an old monk roared.

"It is impossible (to get money) to exist. Isn't the ultimate of martial arts to break through the void and become an immortal? The divine fortune teller also said that there is a mysterious Buddhist realm in this world. This is good news for us Buddhist disciples.!"

"One day, I will definitely step into the Buddha realm and pay homage to the Buddha.!"

"Amitabha, I have practiced hard for hundreds of years and finally found out that there is such a supreme method.!"

"If we can obtain such a method, Shaolin will soon become a holy place for martial arts!"

There was a commotion in the Sutra Library. Master Xuanci saw this scene, put his hands together, and quietly walked out to drag.

At this time, he saw an old monk sweeping the floor outside, smiling, as if he saw through everything.

Xuanci didn't care and hurried away.

He only saw that the old monk sweeping the floor had lotus flowers under his feet, which was quite mysterious.!

"This Tathagata Divine Palm Sutra is truly indescribable!" the sweeping monk muttered to himself.