Opening Sign To Buddha Palm

"Finally, the first rank Dzogchen is complete..."

Su Qin slowly got up, his eyes were calm, and said softly.

The first rank Grand Great Master, after the gods, the flesh, and the internal energy are all transformed, and there is no way to advance, it is the first rank Great Perfection.

What is Dzogchen?

It has been cultivated to the extreme in the first rank Realm, and further, it is the "Arhat" fruit position of Buddhism, or the myth of Martial Forest on Rivers and Lakes.

This is the first rank Dzogchen.

Of course, if you want to truly attain the ‘Arhat’ fruit status or the Martial Forest myth, you also need to grasp the ray of energy in the world.

It's just that this qi machine has no effect on the strength of the first rank Dzogchen. The first rank Dzogchen who has grasped this qi machine has the same combat power as the unsure of the first rank Dzogchen.

"The three metamorphosis of the physical body, divine mind, and Internal Energy have left me without any shortcomings. At this time, I can truly be called the strongest under the Arhat!"

There seemed to be an inexplicable whirlpool in the depths of Su Qin's pupils.

His physical qi and blood are unprecedentedly prosperous, and his spiritual thoughts are abundant, which can almost affect reality. Internal Energy is completely liquefied, and every drop is of vital importance, constantly circulating between the veins.

At this moment, Su Qin can immediately hit the'Arhat' realm, reaching a height that countless Practitioners in the world can hardly look up to throughout their lives.

But Su Qin did not do that.

Abbot Huiwen’s lesson was presented as a lesson from the past. With abbot Huiwen’s accumulation, it should be no problem to step into the first rank, but because of his eagerness for success, Qi Deviation almost died in the end.

The difference between Su Qin and Abbot Huiwen is...

The abbot of Huiwen Qi Deviation, Su Qin helped him, but if Su Qin is Qi Deviation, it can be said that there is no one in the world to save.

Even if the'tuo' Arhat came back to life, it might not be able to save Su Qin.

"Not urgent."

"Take it easy."

"Wait for a few months, adjust your mentality to the best, and then prepare for breakthrough."

Su Qin's thoughts fluctuated.

At this moment, he is completely consummated in the three aspects of physical body, divine mind, and Internal Energy, unable to make progress, only his mentality needs to be adjusted.

for the rest of the time.

The cultivation that Su Qin completely put down, except for the daily sign-in, seemed to be like a sweeping monk, the sun rose and the sunset died.

Recite Buddhist scriptures with the disciples of the courtyards.

Listen carefully to the teachings of the abbot of the hospital.

...

at the same time.

The depths of West Desert.

West Desert is located in the extreme west of the mainland, bordering the vast sea.

If Hanhai is still inhabited by humans, then West Desert is a complete life forbidden zone.

It is a desert with a radius of a million miles.

Even a Practitioner, if it is deep in the West Desert and fails to find its way, it will starve to death due to lack of water and food.

And at the moment.

Kun Kong, a disciple of the Demon Sect, is walking in the depths of West Desert.

The scorching sun volleys and exudes extremely terrifying heat. If it weren't for Kun Kong, it would be a fourth rank Practitioner, capable of running Internal Energy and barely slowing down the loss of water in the body, and now I am afraid it would have been reduced to a corpse.

"Devil Lord, if you don't show up again, I really will die here..."

Kun Kong's lips were dry and cracked, and his breath was extremely weak.

More than four years ago, all the upper three realms of the Demon Sect were cleansed by an unknown holy monk overnight, and Kun Kong thought of the previous Demon Sect Master coming to Xi Desert to retreat.

In order to rejuvenate the Demon Sect, Kun Kong went to West Desert without hesitation, and wanted to find the previous Demon Sect Lord, and asked him to leave the gate to shelter the Demon Sect disciples.

But it is a pity.

For a full four years, Kun Kong had walked in West Desert for a full four years, not to mention the previous master of the Demon Gate, even if he hadn't seen it alone.

"Could it be that my magic door is destined to decline, and I will die here too?"

Kun Kong knelt on the ground with a thud, his eyes full of despair.

After staying in this ghost place for four years, Kun Kong was not only physically tortured, but also mentally devastated.

If it weren't for the obsession in his heart, Kun Kong would have given up long ago.

Sudden.

at this time.

Rumbling.

There was a huge roar.

Kun Kong looked up subconsciously, and saw a sandstorm that seemed to connect the sky and the earth quickly.

In West Desert, the most terrifying place is not the lack of water or food, but such natural disasters.

Even the Practitioner of the Upper Three Realms, under such a scale of sandstorms, will be crushed to pieces.

"Never mind."

"Even if you die, you can't be thirst and starve to death."

Kun Kong seemed to have figured out something, and reluctantly stood up, not only did not escape, but walked in the direction of the sandstorm.

only.

As Kunkong kept getting closer to the sandstorm, Yu Guang suddenly noticed something.

"That is?"

Kun Kong's face changed drastically, as if seeing some incredible scene.

I saw a black spot slowly approaching in the depths of the sandstorm.

Wherever this black spot went, the extremely violent dust evaded one after another.

The black spot came quickly, and it was vaguely visible that it was a man in a black robe.

Under Kun Kong's incredible gaze, the black robe man walked to him and stopped.

"Blood-changing skill? Are you my disciple of the magic door?"

The black-robed man took a look at Kun Kong and said slowly.

His voice was a little jerky and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"The devil."

"You are the devil!!"

Kunkong threw a huge wave in his heart, and knelt on the ground again with a thump without hesitation, and shouted: "Kunkong, the disciple of the Demon Sect, I have seen the Demon Lord!"

"The Demon Lord?"

A smile appeared on the black robe man's face: "It's been a long time since no one called me that."

"Say it."

"What's the matter with me?"

The black robe man looked at Kun Kong and said slowly.

He spent a full fifty years in this West Desert, forging himself in this harsh environment day and night, almost forgetting the passage of time, and even forgot that there was a magic door outside.

"Devil Lord, my magic door is destroyed."

Kun Kong raised his head with a solemn expression.

"Destroyed?"

The black robe man narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although the black-robed man doesn't care about the magic door, he is the once master of the magic door anyway.

For the black-robed man, the Demon Gate is like his private property, which can be ignored, but if others come up to destroy it, it is provoking the black-robed man.

"The devil, more than four years ago, an unknown sacred monk from Shaolin Temple hit the door, and one person cleaned up the Elder and Sect Leader of the upper three realms at that time..."

Kun Kong didn't dare to add any oil and vinegar, and said truthfully.

"What is the strength of this generation of Sect Leader?" the black-robed man asked lightly.

Kunkong hesitated for a while, and said, "Sect Leader should have already entered the first rank Grand Great Master."

"interesting."

"It's interesting."

Hearing the words, the black-robed man said calmly: "The Cultivation Technique of the Cultivation Technique is already extreme. Even if you first enter the first-rank Grand Great Master, if you lay down your life, you can still display the power of the first-rank peak."

"Able to kill the first rank of the Demon Gate so easily, and to wipe out the other Elders, the unknown holy monk should be the first rank that has been transformed."

Not only did the black-robed man show no fear on his face, he was full of joy.

"I stepped into West Desert and used the harsh environment to polish myself day and night. I never slackened for a moment."

The black robe man's voice grew louder and louder, and finally turned into a panic roar, spreading everywhere.

"In the past fifty years, my body has been transformed, and Internal Energy has transformed. Only by the transformation of my spiritual mind, I can enter the realm of Dzogchen."

The black-robed man’s eyes flashed like electricity, as if he was drawing Shattering Void: "However, the transformation of divine consciousness is difficult and difficult. For me, only through the life and death of the strong at the same level can I have such a glimmer of hope."

Speaking of this, the black robe man's momentum has completely risen.

"I want to see if the unknown holy monk at Shaolin Temple can give me life and death pressure."

The black robe man has a terrifying aura, like a god like a prison, coercing everywhere.

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