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Chapter 77

Chapter 77

shhhhhh!

Su Daochen moved his finger, and the sound of piercing through the sky sounded immediately.

Immediately afterwards, the cyan stone not far away split apart and turned into countless small pieces of gravel.

Su Daochen nodded, very satisfied.

This power can be said to be quite impressive.

He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

Endless sentiments came to my heart.

The internal energy started to circulate, and all the internal organs made a roaring sound.

He felt that his understanding of the principles of martial arts had reached a new level.

Since Xiaoao Shijie broke through the sky to Tianlong, his internal strength has almost been cleared.

Although he was taught by Xiaoyaozi when he came to Tianlong, he spent most of his time comprehending Xiaoyao Yufeng, or practicing various martial arts of Xiaoyao Sect.

He didn't deliberately improve his understanding of the realm of martial arts.

Therefore, even if his internal strength is sufficient, after so long, he is still in the early innate state.

However, fortunately, he has accumulated enough, and at this moment, the system has sent the Six Meridians Excalibur into his mind subtly, and by analogy, he has been promoted.

The realm has directly reached the middle stage of Xiantian, and the true energy in the body is becoming more and more pure.

He slowly opened his pupils, and with a thought, the system panel appeared in front of him:

[Host: Su Daochen

Realm: Innate mid-term peak

Kung Fu: "Sunflower Treasure" (Consummation)

"Happy to the Wind" (beginner)

"Dragon-shaped Prajna Kung Fu" (Eighth Level of Consummation)

Martial Arts: "Evil Resisting Swordsmanship" (Complete)

"Hands of Folding Plums in Tianshan Mountains" (Xiao Cheng)

"Tianshan Six Suns Palm" (Xiao Cheng)

"White Rainbow Palm Power" (Xiao Cheng)

"Soul Soul Transmission" (Xiaocheng)

"Lingbo Microsteps" (Xiaocheng)

"Six Meridians Divine Sword" (Xiaocheng)

Experience Points: 0

Points: 50]

Sure enough, the Six Meridians Excalibur had reached a minor level, and as soon as the realm entered the mid-innate stage, it reached the peak of the mid-stage.

He feels that with his own accumulation, it won't take long, and there will be no problem with the innate late stage.

However, even so, he is not sure that he can defeat the sweeping monk.

He doubted this bug-like existence, and his realm was the same as his master's, reaching the level of a master.

But... with his current strength, he should be considered invincible.

Even if it is a few senior brothers and sisters, it is impossible for him to be his opponent. After all, the quality of his skills is much higher than theirs. Even if the realm is the same, even if it is slightly lower, he can easily crush

At this moment, a burst of sandalwood smell suddenly poured into the tip of the nose, followed by bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

When he reached the innate realm, his spiritual perception was no longer comparable to that of ordinary people, so even though the smell of sandalwood was extremely weak and the sound of the Sanskrit sound was low, in his opinion, it was no different from appearing in front of his eyes.

Someone is here!

He fixed his eyes and looked around, only to find that the eastern sky had already turned pale.

Only then did I realize that it took me so long to break through this realm.

Click!

Hearing a crisp sound, Su Daochen saw that several masters from the original generation of Tianlong Temple came out slowly, their faces were also very dignified, and they said: "It is the King of Great Wheel Ming who has come!"

As soon as these words came out, several people felt a heavy pressure in their hearts.

It is certainly not an easy person to be able to pick Tianlong Temple with such confidence.

One's strength must be unfathomable.

Sure enough, a gentle voice suddenly sounded: "All eminent monks of Tianlong Temple are here, little monk Jiumozhi, come to pay a visit."

Abbot Benyin hurried over to meet him.

But after a long time, his voice was heard, "King Laoming is here, please move to the Muni Hall."

"Please ask the abbot to lead the way."

The gentle voice sounded again.

Immediately afterwards, Su Daochen saw more than ten figures walking over slowly.

The leader is wearing a yellow monk robe and is less than 50 years old. He is in high spirits, and there is a faint glow on his face.

This guy looks good, but it's a pity that he became obsessed in order to practice martial arts.

Su Daochen knew that this was Jiumozhi.

Behind him, there are several ugly and ferocious men, who must be the attendants of the Tubo national teacher.

And two of them were carrying a sandalwood box on their shoulders. The fragrance he smelled before must have come from here.

Jiumozhi didn't pay much attention when he saw Su Daochen, and walked past him directly into the Muni hall.

Well, dare to ignore me.

The corner of Su Daochen's mouth twitched slightly, of course, he also knew what was going on.

Although this Jiumozhi has a higher realm than him and is a late-stage congenital, but he still can't see how strong he is.

After all, his skills are special, and the quality of the internal energy he cultivated is also rare in the world. Even if he doesn't hide it deliberately, in the eyes of others, he is still an ordinary person with no internal energy.

Smiling slightly, Su Daochen also stepped in.

I saw Jiumozhi standing in the main hall, and said to several eminent monks: "Young monk and old Mr. Gusu Murong are best friends, now he has passed away, the most regrettable thing in his life is not being able to witness the first person in the world with his own eyes. One sword technique, "Six Meridians Sword Classic".

For this, the little monk is also deeply regretful, and I hope that all the masters will grant me the wish of my old friend.

Of course, rest assured, the little monk got the precious scripture and burned it in front of Mr. Murong's grave immediately, and decided not to peek at it privately, and not to let the precious scripture of your temple be suspected of being leaked. "

Abbot Benyin said: "The friendship between King Ming and Mr. Murong can be regarded as a fateful meeting, but now that fate has ended, why should King Ming force him?

Old Mr. Murong has already passed away, worshiping the Buddha in the lotus pond, how can he care about martial arts in the human world, don't you think that the actions of King Ming have the suspicion of a snake's foot? "

Jiumozhi smiled, "What the abbot said is indeed reasonable, but this little monk can't stop thinking about Mr. Murong. When he mentioned the Dali Six Meridians Sword back then, he really admired it very much, and he really cherishes it."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeve robe and opened the sandalwood box in the hall. Inside was a small golden box.

Jiumozhi stretched out his hand, holding the golden box in his palm.

"We are people from other places, what's the use of such ordinary gold and silver things?"

Everyone was thinking to themselves, they looked at each other a few times, only feeling inexplicable.

But... something unexpected happened.

But Jiumozhi opened the small golden box, took out three books from it, and said: "These three secret books are written by Mr. Murong, which recorded the essentials of Shaolin 72 unique skills, training methods, and the way to break them.

The little monk is willing to use this to exchange precious scriptures with your monastery. I don't know how many eminent monks would like it? "

After hearing this, everyone present was shocked.

These 72 unique skills are the secrets of Shaolin Temple, each one is extremely profound, how could Jiumozhi, or Gusu Murong know?

(End of this chapter)