Chapter 90

Soon.

Su Qin returned to the forbidden area of Houshan.

Although Dingzhu subdues the devil is a good attack skill, Su Qin didn't spend much effort on it.

After all, Su Qin knew that no matter what magical skill he had, he depended on his own cultivation.

Time goes by.

Su Qin returned to the long and peaceful days.

Check in, practice, feel heaven and earth, and occasionally point out "dark bitterness.".

Of course, Su Qin just pointed out "xuanku" a little, and did not choose the way to go for "xuanku".

The cultivation of martial arts and Taoism, especially to reach the realm of a great master, is like living and like dying.

Only when every great master of Yipin goes out of his own way, can he realize his own transformation and achieve the top grade.

"Xuanku" has a Buddha's heart and is naturally intelligent. Even if he is a perfect warrior, he will not be affected.

But Su Qin is different.

As a Reverend arhat of triple heaven, every move will have an indelible influence on xuanku.

Maybe these influences are good for xuanku, but they may be bad.

Therefore, Su Qin simply let it go and only gave some advice when "xuanku" had doubts.

Others are allowed to develop.

When Su Qin was immersed and cultivated again.

Many disciples of Shaolin Temple have also changed significantly.

The back mountain is full of fog. Every disciple who has been in the temple for more than ten years can practice near the back mountain.

Under the cover of fog, even the three realms in the middle and the three realms in the lower can feel that the physical body has been nurtured and gradually strengthened.

This day.

As soon as Zhenzhi, the visiting monk, came back from practicing near the back mountain, he saw that several other disciples were talking in a low voice.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhenzhi walked over and asked casually.

At this moment, Zhenzhi is still a little surprised at the effect of the fog in the back mountain.

As a disciple of the "true" generation, Zhenzhi has been in the temple for decades and is naturally qualified to practice near the forbidden area in the back mountain.

At first, Zhenzhi didn't think so. What's the use of fog?

But with this period of cultivation, Zhenzhi obviously felt the change of his body.

Even Zhenzhi faintly felt that his body's Qi and blood were thriving again.

How incredible is this?

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

Maybe because of practicing martial arts, the peak will be extended for a period of time.

However, if there is no other major breakthrough, the decline of Qi and blood will be irreversible.

Originally, Zhenzhi was in this situation, and Qi and blood had begun to decline.

If there is no accident, the future strength will not have the slightest improvement, the achievements of this life will stop here.

But now, Zhenzhi actually feels that there is a slight vigorous trend in Qi and blood.

"The fog..."

Zhenzhi reappeared in his mind the fog covering the sky and the earth in the forbidden area of the back mountain.

And in the meditation of true wisdom.

The next few disciples who were talking in a low voice quickly raised their heads to Zhenzhi and said, "brother Zhenzhi."

"Elder martial brother Zhenzhi, we are talking about the venerable man in Houshan..."

one of the disciples looked around and lowered his voice in awe.

"Your honor?"

With a frown, Zhenzhi looked at the disciples and said, "are you free to talk about the venerable?"

"Elder martial brother Zhenzhi, we definitely don't mean to disrespect those who respect us."

"We are just curious about what kind of person the venerable is..."

the disciple who just started to speak quickly replied, for fear that Zhenzhi thought he was disrespectful to the venerable.

"You dare not."

Zhenzhi glanced at the disciples, shook his head and said: "you don't need to think about what kind of person the venerable is. Just remember that the height of the venerable is beyond our understanding...

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at the same time.

On Wudang Mountain.

Many Wudang disciples gathered in front of an old hall.

Many of the disciples have already traveled all over the world, even thousands of miles away from Wudang.

But now all these disciples are standing here, as if waiting for something.

"Master, are you going to pass?"

A Wudang Mountain disciple's voice trembled. Looking at the ancient hall in the distance, he said in a low voice.

"That's what martial uncle said."

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

"Master, why did you go out?" The second Wudang disciple turned his eyes, looked at Zhang Xiao and asked solemnly.If Immortal Zhang can't get out of Wudang, he can bully the world for decades. This disciple can't understand why immortal Zhang announced his exit at this time.

Zhang Xiao thought for a while, and said tentatively: "some time ago, I went down the mountain to travel around the world, but I met an enemy of Wudang Mountain. This enemy is a great master and wants to kill me."

Zhang Xiao said that, after a pause, he continued: "maybe the master knows about it, and then wants to go out to avenge me?"

"No way!"

The Wudang Mountain disciple who just started to speak shook his head and said, "master, closing the door is to break through the supreme road. Ordinary things can't disturb him at all."

"If you die, the master may go out to avenge you, but if you don't die, there is still room for recovery. At most, the master orders me to go down the mountain to find out the truth, but I can't go out in person."

That's what I said.

Other Wudang disciples immediately nodded.

Although Zhang Zhenren protects Zhang Xiao, there is nothing wrong with him.

In this case, Zhang Zhenren will definitely not go through the Customs for this matter.

While many Wudang disciples were waiting.

Click.

The door of the old hall was quietly pushed open.

A man in a Taoist robe with unsophisticated features came out slowly.

His skin is like jade, his eyes are clear, he can't see his age, and his action is meticulous, as if he has a strange charm.

As soon as the Taoist priest came out, many Wudang disciples bowed themselves together and cried out in a loud voice:

"welcome the master to pass."

"Welcome Shizu out of the pass."

The sound was so loud that it spread for miles.

A moment later, immortal Zhang looked around and said:

"get up."

Zhang Zhenren, who is known as a bully in the world, has no air of martial arts, as if he were an ordinary person.

"Master, did you break through?"

A Wudang Mountain disciple couldn't help asking.

When other disciples heard this, their faces changed and they stared at immortal Zhang tightly.

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

"Breakthrough?"

Immortal Zhang laughed, shook his head and said, "the road of myth is so hard. Even if I shut up for another hundred years, I can't break through it."

"What is the purpose of the master's going out this time?"

The disciple who began to speak asked carefully.

"Down the mountain."

Mr. Zhang raised his head, looked in the direction of Shaolin Temple, and said in a soft voice, "seek the way!"

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