Chapter 68

The man in white shivered all over and knelt on the ground. The mark of the Throwing Knife in the middle of his brow began to collapse.

You should know that the successive generations of Flying Daggers did not cultivate internal power or physical body, but only focused on the cultivation of "God".

Of course, if you don't cultivate your internal power and body, it doesn't mean that you really don't know anything about martial arts. Instead, compared with your own powerful God, you can ignore your internal power and body.

It is precisely because of this extreme that the horror of each generation of Flying Daggers is created.

At the moment, however, the mark of the flying dagger, which shows all the "gods" of the men in white, is beginning to collapse and destroy.

How incredible is this?

Maybe a real Yipin dayuanman can kill a man in white, but it is impossible to destroy the "God" of a man in white.

"God" not only represents the spiritual cultivation of the man in white, but also symbolizes his own belief.

The body can die, but faith is not so easy to destroy.

"What is that?"

The flying Dagger's eyes bleed.

Just now, he just spread his perception through his unique skill of flying dagger, narrowly approached the forbidden area in the back mountain, and then "looked" at it from a distance.

As a result, the nine wheels of the vast and scorching sun seemed to go back to the ancient mythological era, filled with the ancient atmosphere of wilderness, and filled the world with the arrival of the nine wheels of the sun.

How can the "God" of the man in white bear all that, directly collapse on the spot, and even inexplicably return to the flesh in a flash.

"How could there be such a vast and incredible" God "

The voice of the man in white could not help shaking slightly.

Normally, the "God" of ordinary people is almost the same as the "light spot". Maybe the "God" of the warrior is a little bit bigger.

But even if it is a great master's "God", it is no more than a fireball.

But just now, the man in white felt the "God" in the forbidden area of the back mountain, which is comparable to the deep void, embracing everything.

...

at the same time.

Back mountain forbidden area.

is running Joyoung's magic, Su Qin, quietly opening his eyes.

"Is someone peeping at me?"

Su Qin raised his eyebrows.

When he was just practicing, he felt a glimpse.

Can not be said to be peeping, just like a mole ant across a long distance accidentally looked at you.

If he had not entered the realm of "Luohan", Su Qin might not have noticed it. After all, this peeping is too insignificant. But after he proved that "Luohan" is a fruit, Su Qin's control over himself and the outside world has reached an extreme.

So it's easy to lock this silk peep.

"Interesting."

Su Qin got up and took a step.

In a flash.

Su Qin left the forbidden area of Houshan and came to a corner of Shaolin Temple.

In front of Su Qin, it was the man in white who was kneeling on his knees and shaking all over.

"Is it the descendant of this generation?"

Su Qin only looked at it and knew the cause and effect.

Although Su Qin has never been out of Shaolin Temple several times, he has heard of the story of "the descendant of flying dagger".

Shaolin Temple has been in operation for thousands of years. Many monks who have been born have dealt with the descendants of a certain generation of Feidao. After returning to Shaolin Temple, they recorded it in an ancient book and then put it in the Sutra Pavilion.

Su Qin had been in Shaolin temple for more than 20 years, and he often saw these in the Sutra Pavilion.

According to the records of the monks born in the past dynasties, the unique skill of flying dagger, which is controlled by the descendants of flying dagger, is a pure spiritual secret skill.

It is similar to the Dharma of the division of demonic thoughts and parasitic Dharma or the Dharma of the inner cultivation of demons.

"Shenyuan collapses, even if it survives, it's useless."

Su Qin thought ups and downs, heart judgment.

At this moment, he has roughly understood why the man in white has come to such an end. He just wants to peep at his "God" with his unique skill of Throwing Knife;.

But unfortunately.

Su Qin's "God" has long been condensed into a divine idea, and with the proof of "Luohan" fruit, I don't know how many times.

plus, when Su Qin was running Joyoung magic in the forbidden mountains, Joyoung's power was diffuse and reflected on God. How could it be that a white man could peep at it?

"Yes, I've seen the venerable arhat..."

the man in white saw Su Qin, who appeared out of thin air, and felt the same breath from the other side as the forbidden area in the back mountain. His voice was bitter.

At this moment, he didn't know that there was a arhat in Shaolin Temple?

If he had known this before, no matter how confident and arrogant the man in white was, he would not have wanted to peep at the God of arhat.

"It's a pity."

Su Qin looked at the man in white and shook his head slightly.

He didn't mean to help each other. The man in white came to such an end. He was completely to blame and could not blame anyone.Besides, the collapse of Shenyuan made Su Qin unable to save even if he wanted to.

thought of this. Su Qin turned away and went back to the forbidden mountains to comprehend Joyoung's magic.

Soon after.

A man in white was found in Shaolin Temple.

Abbot Huiwen recognized that the man in white was the descendant of this generation.

"Abbot, I have disturbed the venerable of your temple. I deserve to die. I hope the abbot will take me in. I am willing to be with the Green Lantern Buddha all my life."

The man in white looked down and said in a deep voice.

Before he came to Shaolin Temple, the man in white had been pursuing the limit of martial arts. However, after entering Shaolin Temple and barely peeping at the tip of the iceberg in the forbidden area of the back mountain, he realized the greatness of heaven and earth.

No matter how he investigates the limit of martial arts, what can he do? Compared with the one in Houshan, it is still a drop in the ocean, far away.

The body's backfire, coupled with the collapse of the spirit, makes the man in white frustrated, and gives rise to the idea of escaping into the void, which leads to the idea of surviving.

"Benefactor, you have to think clearly..."

Abbot Huiwen and some of the premier who came to the courtyard looked at each other and said slowly.

Although the man in white is basically useless at the moment, he is the descendant of this generation. No matter his eyesight or insight, I don't know how many people surpass ordinary martial arts.

If the man in white really worships Shaolin Temple, it will benefit the accumulation of Shaolin Temple.

"Abbot, I've thought it out."

The man in white sighed in his heart and said firmly.

"In that case, I will shave you myself."

Huiwen put his hands together, recited a Buddhist name, and said.

Time goes by, time goes by.

In addition to signing in every day, Su Qin constantly practiced enlightenment.

After knowing that there are still martial arts myths in the endless ocean beyond the mainland, Su Qin's desire for strength surged out again.

"Whether it's arhat or Wulin mythology, if you want to continue to grow stronger and step into a more incredible field, you need not only to cultivate yourself, but also to understand the world!"

Su Qin sat on his knees and his eyes became brighter.

During this period of time, through his own efforts, as well as constantly taking the glass elixir, Su Qin's cultivation in the realm of Luohan was quite smooth.

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