Opening Sign To Buddha Palm

soon.

Su Qin returned to the Houshan Forbidden Land.

Although the supreme divine skill of Dingzhu and Conquering Demons is a good divine skill for attacking the devil, Su Qin didn't spend much thought on it.

After all, Su Qin knows that regardless of any magical skill, it depends on his own Cultivation Base.

Time passed slowly.

Su Qin once again recovered into a long and peaceful day.

Sign in, cultivation, comprehend the world, and occasionally point to ‘xuanku’.

Of course, Su Qin only pointed out "Xuanku" a little bit, and did not choose the future path for "Xuanku".

Martial Dao cultivation, especially to reach the first rank Grand Great Master, is like a life and death.

Every first-rank Grand Great Master, only by going out of his own way, can he achieve his own transformation and become a top-ranked master.

"Xuanku" possesses the Buddha's mind and is naturally intelligent. Even if it is the first-rank Dzogchen Practitioner, it is impossible to affect him.

But Su Qin is different.

As a Third Stage Venerable, every move will have an indelible effect on'Xuanku'.

Perhaps these influences are good for'Xuanku', but they may be bad.

Therefore, Su Qin simply let it go, and only pointed out a few words when "Xuanku" was in doubt.

Let the others develop.

Just when Su Qin was immersed and cultivated again.

Many disciples of Shaolin Temple have also undergone extremely significant changes.

The back mountain is foggy, and every disciple who has been in the monastery for more than ten years can get close to the back mountain to cultivate.

Under the mist, even those Practitioners who are not in contact with the vitality of the heavens and the earth in the middle and lower three realms can feel the physical body being nurtured and gradually becoming stronger.

this day.

As soon as the patrolling monk Zhenzhi returned from cultivation near the back mountain, he saw several other disciples whispering about something.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhenzhi walked over and asked casually.

At this moment, Zhenzhi was still a little amazed at the effect of the mist that filled the back mountain.

As a disciple of the "Zhen" generation, Zhenzhi has been in the monastery for decades, so he is naturally qualified to cultivate near the forbidden land in the back mountain.

At first, Zhenzhi didn't take it seriously. What use do you think fog can do?

But with the cultivation during this period of time, Zhenzhi clearly felt the changes in his body.

Even Zhenzhi faintly felt that the qi and blood of his own body were becoming vigorous again.

How incredible is this?

You know, the Qi and blood of the Practitioner gradually increase from birth until it reaches a peak and then falls back.

Perhaps because of martial arts training, the peak was extended for a period of time.

However, if there is no other major breakthrough, the decay of Practitioner's vitality and blood will be irreversible.

Originally, Zhenzhi was in this situation, and his blood had already begun to decay.

If there are no surprises, the future strength will not be the slightest improvement, and the achievements in this life will stop here.

But now, Zhenzhi actually felt that there was a slight trend of vitality and blood.

"That mist..."

The fog that covered the sky and the earth again appeared in Zhenzhi's mind.

And just between true wisdom and contemplation.

The disciples next to him who were talking quietly raised their heads to Zhenzhi and said, "Brother Zhenzhi."

"Brother Zhenzhi, we are talking about the Venerable in Houshan..."

A disciple glanced around, lowered his voice, and said in awe.

"Venerable?"

Zhenzhi frowned and looked at these disciples: "Venerable is something you can talk about casually?"

"Brother Zhenzhi, we absolutely don't mean to disrespect Venerable."

"We are just curious, what kind of person is Venerable..."

The disciple who had just started speaking hurriedly replied, for fear that Zhenzhi thought he was disrespectful of Venerable.

"I don't dare to look at you."

Zhenzhi glanced at a few disciples and shook his head: "You don't need to think about what kind of person Venerable is, just remember that the height of Venerable is no longer understandable by mortals like me..."

...

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at the same time.

On Wudang Mountain.

Many Wudang Mountain disciples gathered in front of an ancient Great Hall.

Many disciples have already traveled down the mountain and traveled the world, even thousands of tens of thousands of miles away from Wudang.

But at this moment, all these disciples are standing here, as if waiting for something.

"Master is going out?"

A disciple from Wudang Mountain trembled, looking at the ancient Great Hall in the distance, and whispered.

"That's what Uncle Master said."

Zhang Xiao also stood by and replied in a low voice.

"Why did the master leave the customs?" The second Wudang mountain disciple turned his gaze, looked at Zhang Xiao, and asked solemnly.

Zhang Zhenren could dominate the world for decades without leaving Wudang. This disciple couldn't figure out why Zhang Zhenren announced his exit at this time.

Zhang Xiao thought for a while, and tentatively said: "Some time ago, I went down the mountain to travel the world, but I encountered an enemy in Wudang Mountain. This enemy is the first rank Grand Great Master and wants to kill me."

When Zhang Xiao said this, he paused, and continued: "Maybe the master knew about this, and then wanted to leave the customs to avenge me?"

"impossible!"

The Wudang Mountain disciple who had just started to speak shook his head and said: "Master Closed Door Training is to break through the supreme road. It is impossible for the master to be disturbed by ordinary things."

"If you die, Master may leave the customs to avenge you, but you are not dead. There is still room for recovery. Master at most orders me to wait to go down the mountain to find out the truth. It is impossible to leave the customs personally."

The words came out.

Other Wudang Mountain disciples nodded suddenly.

Although Zhang Zhenren protected his shortcomings, nothing happened to Zhang Xiao.

Under this circumstance, Zhang Zhenren will definitely not get out of this matter.

Just when many Wudang Mountain disciples were waiting.

Click.

I saw the door of the ancient Great Hall being pushed open silently.

A man wearing a Taoist robe with a clumsy facial features walked out slowly.

His skin is jade, his eyes are clear, he can't tell his age, and his movements are meticulous, as if he has a peculiar charm.

The Taoist priest just came out, and many Wudang Mountain disciples bowed together, shouting loudly:

"Respectfully welcome Master to leave the customs."

"Respectfully welcome Master to leave the customs."

The sound shook the sky, spreading for several miles.

After a while, Zhang Zhenren looked around and said:

"You guys get up."

This Zhang Zhenren, who is known as the coercive of the world, at this moment, there is no trace of Practitioner breath on his body, as if he is an ordinary person.

"Master, have you made a breakthrough?"

A Wudang Mountain disciple couldn't help but tentatively asked.

When the other disciples heard this, their expressions changed, and they stared at Zhang Zhenren closely.

If Zhang Zhenren really took that step in the biography, then Wudang Mountain will continue to dominate the world for 300 years.

"Breakthrough?"

Zhang Zhenren smiled, shook his head and said: "The myth road is so difficult, even if I Closed Door Training for a hundred years, I can't make a breakthrough."

"Then what is the purpose of Master's exit this time?"

The disciple who began to speak cautiously asked.

"Down the mountain."

Zhang Zhenren raised his head, looked in the direction of Shaolin Temple, and said softly: "Pray for the truth!"

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