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- While Fakong was walking, he was still thinking about Chu Yu and Zhao Huaishan.
Zhao Huaishan looks like a soldier.
Huiwen met friends in the army when he traveled the world, so he knows the temperament of the soldiers very well.
Their temperament is unique, standing in the crowd is like a torch at night, and you can spot the difference at a glance.
The world's three major armies are all masters like clouds, far superior to all schools of martial arts. This is also the foundation for the stability of the Daqian Dynasty.
Zhao Huaishan has reached the fourth rank at a young age, has a bright future, and even became a mere guard.
Chu Yu has a noble status, so I'm afraid he is not an ordinary son of the rich and powerful.
It's just that Chu Yu's body is indeed weak, congenitally deficient, difficult to correct after acquired, and still sick.
This is the case in the world. Nine out of ten things are unsatisfactory. It is impossible for one person to take all the benefits.
Just like myself, even though he has an infinite lifespan, his physical aptitude is poor, so he can't do things as he pleases, so he can only be cautious and careful.
He thought as he walked, and finally stopped in front of the cave, and stood directly in front of the cave to activate the Qingxin spell.
After ten times of the pure heart mantra, stop.
He flashed a smile.
The Purifying Mantra has finally reached the third level, from the first level of eliminating distracting thoughts, to the second level of dispelling anger, and now finally reached the third level - eliminating the fire of desire.
After a pure heart mantra, all desires will disappear, it is so spiritual!
"Fakong, come in." Cheng Xu's hoarse voice sounded.
Fakong entered the cave.
Thirty meters in the dark passage, turn to the right, and the eyes suddenly brighten up.
But it was an empty stone chamber.
There is a soft light in the stone room, it turns out that there are eight palace lanterns embedded on the top of the stone room.
In the room stood nine black stone figures, about the same height as a person.
They are so black that there is no luster at all, they seem to be black charcoal, and at first glance they look like the material of the Tianzhu Excalibur.
He suppressed his curiosity, and saluted Cheng Xu who was sitting cross-legged in the gap between the black stone man.
"Your pure heart spell really works."
"Master still can't suppress the killing intent?"
"I thought I could suppress it, but I still underestimated it. I couldn't suppress it, thanks to you."
Fakong stared at these black stones, and found palm prints one by one, slightly sunken half a foot deep.
He observed and analyzed in an instant that these palm prints were superimposed several times, like hitting a nail with a hammer, and the palm should only be slightly sunken by an inch.
"These are ink essence stones, which I use to vent my killing intent, there is no mystery."
"Mo Jingshi" Fakong searched in his mind.
Neither Huiwen nor Mo Qingyun knew about this ink essence stone.
"It's a special ore from our Daleiyin Temple." Chengxu guessed his curiosity, and patted a stone man: "It has no other use except for strength."
"This is enough." Fakong reached out and stroked.
His hands are soft and moist, unlike the hardness of stone and iron he thought.
pat lightly.
"Pfft!"
The dull sound is like hitting leather.
He sensed that his power was absorbed and dispersed by the stone man, just like the body armor he had seen in his previous life.
He secretly shook his head in pity.
The material of Tianzhu Shenjian is different.
"I really didn't see it, you have a lot of energy." Chengxu laughed and said: "Everyone has lost their eyes."
He didn't know how many times he had hit the Mojing stone man, and he knew that the strength was at least two hundred catties from the sound.
? To hit two hundred catties with ease, this is divine power, it shouldn't be born, it's a result of cultivation.
He always thought that Fakong was weak, with shallow cultivation and thin body, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind.
Fakong smiled and said: "I have practiced Little Arhat Boxing and Taiyin Small Training, but I have no strength, and I can't fight with others."
"If you don't take precautions, you can kill people." Chengxu said.
One force will drop ten meetings.
If the power is strong enough, no matter what kind of true energy, strong energy and divine essence, it will smash people into flesh with one punch.
After Fakong stroked the stone man, he smiled and looked at Chengxu.
"Fakong, what's the matter with you?"
"There is one difficulty."
"Let's hear it, I will help if I can."
"I want to practice the Leiyin Marrow Washing Sutra."
"Is there anything else?"
"If Leiyin's Marrow Washing Sutra doesn't work, then go to the Sutra Pavilion. I want to go in and read the books to increase my knowledge, even if it's just one floor."
&nbPracticing Asura magic.
It's a pity that Da Ri Tathagata's state of inactivity is a little bit worse, and he has lost his mind because of the backlash from Asura's magical power.
Currently being imprisoned at Xixin Peak.
Xixin Peak is located five miles southwest of Daleiyin Temple, and Chengxu took him there in the blink of an eye.
Xixin Peak has beautiful scenery, even the peak is not covered with snow, it is a lush green mountain.
When Fakong came to the top of the mountain, he saw a total of ten black stone pillars inserted in the pine forest on the peak, which were black stone pillars.
Each pillar is thirty meters high.
A middle-aged monk sat on each of the pillars, sitting with lowered eyebrows and eyes, as if he did not see Fa Kong Chengxu coming.
Ten pillars form a circle, and a strange net is wound between the pillars to form a cage.
Sitting cross-legged in the cage was a handsome middle-aged monk.
Clean and tidy yellow monk robes, shiny bald head, manicured eyebrows are neatly trimmed, and the treasure looks solemn.
Fakong looked at the middle-aged monk, and then at Chengxu.
Chengxu said: "You can't be judged by appearances. Uncle Jingli looks like he is not dangerous at all. In fact, he has completely fallen into the realm of Asura, completely out of control, and has turned into a monster. He only knows how to kill monsters."
"I'm afraid" Fakong was embarrassed.
"Try!"
"Woo" Suddenly a long howl came from the middle-aged monk.
He opened his eyes abruptly.
All the blood in the eyeballs was surging, the blood red covered the pupils, and the eye sockets were all blood red.
"Bang bang bang bang"
The middle-aged monk's body was like a ghost, and he couldn't see his figure clearly, only a shadow flickered, hitting the seine heavily.
Fakong was worried about whether the fence would be broken or if something went wrong.
The intensity of the warning in his heart is enough to prove that the threat of this monk Jingli is no less than that of Mr. Lu.
"If I smell"
Ten middle-aged monks sitting upright on the stone pillars recite the Sutra of the Tathagata in unison, and the voices are connected as one, forming a magnificent and solemn effect.
It seems that all between the heaven and the earth is the sound of chanting sutras of the great day Tathagata, majestic and majestic.
Fakong speculated that they used thaumaturgy, otherwise they would not be able to make such a sound and effect.
The middle-aged Junyi monk still hit the cage, and the dull sound made people's heart jump.
Fakong converges his mind and recites the mantra of pure heart. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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