Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 351 The Story (Xie Tao Gouzi Baiyin League)

Grandmaster Zizai is indeed terrifyingly strong.

Power does not lie in pure strength and speed, but in being able to use divine will in every move to connect heaven and earth.

And there are also various secret skills after the sublimation of Yijin
Lin Mo thought of the scene behind Zhao Dongze that really looked like a sea tide.

Every move, every knife and every punch, seems to really carry the power of ten thousand hectares of blue waves.

Obviously not more than [-] catties of strength, it is hard to be able to fight with him.

"Is it the mystery of the divine will?"

Lin Mo was thoughtful.

In Qianyu Realm, qi, blood, and spirit combine to synthesize mana, and the mana is stored in the dantian, absorbing all kinds of qi to become immortals, accumulating in the dantian, and strengthening the body to become ancestral ways.

Among them, he has experimented with the awakening of the ancestor's blood, and it is almost no worse than the awakening of his talent.

Before and after awakening is completely reborn.

If there is a strong bloodline close to him, just being in the animal state can be an extremely powerful secret technique.

The ancestral way is like this, so there is no need to talk about the mysteries of the fairy way.

In Chixian Martial Arts, one first cultivates qi and blood, and uses qi and blood to express energy, then cultivates the body, refines the orifices, and condenses the mind, and then gradually uses the connection between the inner and outer heavens and earth to unite the mind, qi, and blood.

It seems cumbersome, but it is very practical step by step.

Compared with the early stage, it is weaker, and it gradually reveals its strength after practicing the spirit.

In other words, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is a world of difference between a grand master and a grand master.

But in any case, his long-standing thinking was not wrong.

When the power reaches a certain limit, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, and the so-called great masters will also die.

Therefore, with the overlord's root bone and Qinglong's bloodline, it is very promising to practice one way horizontally.

As long as the power increases infinitely, the defense increases infinitely, reaching the state where the body is indestructible, and the strength can pull mountains, let alone break through the myriad ways.

At that time
It is very easy to overwhelm one side by looking at them sideways.

Now the primary goal is to break through the master first and enter the second floor of the Earth Fiend Mysterious Art.

Kaka.

His thoughts turned, and suddenly the sound similar to the setting off of firecrackers sounded.

In the eyes of everyone, Lin Mo's huge body was shrinking little by little.

This is similar to the sensation of muscle compression.

It's just that during the process of compression, there are constant lightning strikes.

After a while, the lightning disappeared.

It was still a black gold silk cassock.

However, Lin Mo has recovered from a behemoth nearly six meters high to an ordinary person in his early two meters.

With a pale face and a burly figure hidden under the loose cassock, there is a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes are as deep as a deep pool.

I have to say, in fact, there is still a Buddha-nature.

Of course, this is on the premise that he has never seen the terrifying figure just now.

Lin Mo didn't pay too much attention to other people's thoughts.

Bow down and quickly put away Zhao Dongze's belongings, including the huge red sword that was about to burst.

As a long-standing gangster, the other party's savings needless to say.

Check it out at your leisure.

Putting away the loot, Lin Mo immediately walked towards the dilapidated restaurant.

At this time, two of the four walls of the original restaurant were broken.

Tables, chairs and benches lack arms and legs.

Even the two crooked-necked poplar trees at the door were broken in two.

He glanced at the shop owner who was a little scared at the side, and threw out a few golden tickets casually.

The paper-thin golden ticket was filled with attention, and it hit three points directly, and landed firmly in front of the boss.

At this time, I happened to see some subordinates who followed Zhao Dongze and wanted to evacuate.

This time, Lin Mo didn't kill anything.

He stretched out his hand, fingers slightly together.

As if trying to grab something.

I saw that the white jade-like fingers were suddenly dyed with a layer of mysterious black, tadpole-like lines.

The breeze blows.

hula.

Originally retreating in small steps, seeing that Lin Mo didn't respond, the Yakshas who started to run away quickly paused suddenly, and suddenly slowed down their pace.

After staggering a few steps, he bent down in pain.

His face became red, his forehead was bulging with blue veins, and he curled up on the ground, moaning weakly.

Lin Mo didn't care.

These people are at least strong players in the Liming Realm, and there are even a few half-step masters who usually have blood on their hands, so it is normal to kill them.

It's just that he is away from home now, and there is a shortage of people at hand, so he simply stays.

Besides these little shrimps, there are three other little guys.

Lin Mo looked at the fat man with a pale face who was sitting slumped aside, the boy and his party.

"The three have great lives, and they will be lucky enough not to die."

He looked at the last of the four ghosts who had no name and whose body was cold, turned around and smiled slightly:
"Buddhism has the virtue of loving life. I don't know if the donors understand the truth of the boundless sea of ​​suffering when they are at the critical moment of life and death?"

The three of them shrank their eyes, looking at Lin Mo with a gentle smile on his face, their muscles tensed instantly, and they began to tremble involuntarily.

A cool air spread from the tailbone to the whole body.

"Master, we understand the truth. It's just that we have countless blood on our hands and say that we have no face to see the Buddha, so why not." The dwarf boy called the thin blood boy ghost said with an ugly smile.

Just didn't finish talking.

Lin Mo put two fingers together and moved forward a little.

The faint black intention condensed into bundles, piercing the air flow in an instant.

puff.

The fingertips landed precisely on the boy's forehead.

A bright red color appeared.

"I don't understand people who talk too much, you two laughed at me."

Lin Mo stopped and continued to laugh.

The fat man and the blood wolf were stunned, their hearts beating wildly, they didn't even dare to look at the dwarf boy who was lying on the ground, so they quickly shut up and nodded honestly.

They are not stupid. Although the other party is wearing cassocks, he is definitely a ruthless person.

Dare to have the slightest momentum to negotiate terms, it is a dead word.

Naturally, he didn't dare to make any unnecessary actions.

Lin Mo restrained his smile, nodded, leaned down, and each of them stuffed a pill.

By the way, plant a simple version of the curse seal.

The elixir is a well-equipped healing elixir, the effect is very good, but the side effects are not small, and it is harmful to the root bone.

It is a perfect medicine for tigers and wolves.

The curse seal is a new type of curse seal, which abandons the strengthening state of the curse seal, and increases the degree of rupture of the poisonous net.

Even a grandmaster whose inner world is perfect and whose internal organs are well-trained cannot withstand the outbreak of his poisonous energy.

It is equivalent to abandoning the benefits of the curse seal and strengthening its control effect.

It is most suitable for a murderer like a fat man.

Regardless of the two people who realized that the elixirs they were feeding were healing medicines, Lin Mo walked directly towards Qingye.

"Junior Brother Lin," Zen Master Qingye said with a complicated expression.

Lin Mo smiled and clasped his hands together:
"Lin Mo, the abbot of Qingliang Temple, from the Lingtai lineage of the Lingtai sect, has met Senior Brother Qingye."

People from the Lingtai lineage of the Lingtai sect, if they have not yet established a temple, will generally only talk about the origin of the Taoism.

And the disciples who can have a separate temple name are undoubtedly people with a lot of background.

It is similar to Qianshan Zong Qianshan Shanzhu.

A person who can lead a peak alone, even if it is a small mountain, must be an outstanding person in the world.

In fact, in ancient times, the independent lineage of Lingtai was indeed able to independently compete with Qianshanzong.

There are Bodhisattvas and Buddhas in the temple, real people and gods in the mountains, corresponding one by one.

It's just that Lingtai Temple declined after the Battle of the Seven Seas, and finally became Xiaolingtai Temple, and then merged with Zhengyiguan and Cihangzong. The gold content of many temple masters on Lingtai Mountain is nothing more than that of Qianshan Mountains.

But no matter what, Qingliang Temple, as one of the top ten temples in Lingtai Mountain, has a reputation in Huaizhou and beyond, so it should not be underestimated.

Because it is almost the largest temple except the Babu Temple.

Huaiping City, Lingxi other courtyard.

Qingye looked at Lin Mo in front of him, twirling the rosary in his hands, his speed fluctuated from fast to slow, obviously feeling very restless, and said with emotion:
"Although the poor monk knew two years ago that Junior Brother Lin has Buddha bones and wisdom roots, he must not be a thing in the pond, but he never imagined that he could reach this point in just two years."

Aoba sighed softly.

The immature young man who was ignorant back then, whose expression would change unpredictably when he made a random joke, gradually overlapped with the Tianjiao who killed the grand master at will, subdued the master, and conquered the grand master in front of him.

The extreme contrast for a moment makes people feel in a trance.

"If Senior Brother Qingye didn't stick to one pattern back then and bestowed the inheritance of skills, maybe Lin Mo wouldn't have made it this far."

Lin Mo shook his head.

Look into the distance.

It was a tall courtyard wall, carved with dragons and phoenixes on the wall, and there were lines of classic Buddhist words.

Outside the courtyard wall is the martial arts field of the outer courtyard.

Across the wall, one could faintly hear the voice of the deacon of the other courtyard teaching boxing on the training ground.

He turned his head and looked at Aoba who was much older than before.

This is true.

If there is no gift from Qingye back then.

When Lin Yu is in the city, he will face the combination of Qingfeng and Lianzhong.

At that time, he can only be forced to transform into a dragon and leave.

Naturally, Lin Yuantian and the rest of the Lin family could not be saved.

After that, he could only escape in embarrassment under the pursuit of Qianshanzong.

While running for his life, he practiced martial arts.

He is confident that he can still rise, but he has to admit that in this process, he will inevitably lose a lot.

Therefore, Lin Mo respected Qingye very much in his heart.

"There is no need to say that. The first abbot of the Great Zen Temple was originally a disciple of the Dragon Department. He opened a temple outside the mountain and carried more than ten inheritances. In the end, there were only a few inheritors.
Even so, no one is qualified to return to the sect to view the Dragon Picture. It can be seen that even if the inheritance is in hand, if there is no chance, they can only enter Baoshan and return empty-handed. "

"." Lin Mo opened his mouth, didn't speak any more, just arched his hands again.

Martial arts are successful.

This person, one stroke is the root of talent, and one stroke is the time of mind.

If there is no talent and root, it is like a small bottle, the water will overflow when it is full, and it will not be a big climate.

If there is no opportunity and time, it will be like dripping water into a pool. When the time is over, it will also not be able to get on the table.

Therefore, martial arts has never been given an inheritance, and one can become an invincible master.

If this is the case, Chixian Martial Arts will not gradually decline before the boundary is opened and the sun tide is not rising.

For most people, there is inheritance and resources, but they are powerless, that is terrible and cruel.

This is also the reason why there are many dudes in the rich and powerful families.

Those conditions, but unable to practice, are like eunuchs in a brothel, that kind of gap is enough to make people crazy and depraved.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, anyway, thanks to Junior Brother Lin's timely help this time."

Qingye chanted the Buddha's name, to get rid of the melancholy in her heart.

One of the purposes of Lin Mo's coming out of the mountain was to inquire about this secret, and after returning the gift, he listened attentively.

It turned out that two years ago, the Yuhou Mansion, Zhou Shengjun, Zhou Mu, and Qianshan and Lingtai sects took the lead in preparing to build the thirteen heavenly gates to guard Luojia Mountain.

At that time, it was ordered by Zhou Shengjun from all over the country to assign warrior indicators to many forces in the city, stipulating that a certain number of warriors must be dispatched.

Xu Zhennan, the old patriarch of the Xu clan, Qingye of the Great Chan Temple, and Lin Zhao, a grandfather like Lin Mo, also went to Mount Luojia that year.

On the Qianyu Realm side, they naturally know what the consequences will be after the construction of the Tianguan.

In the next two years, Daozu and Zhenjun took the initiative, and fought almost every day.

During the battle, some great masters fell, some true kings shed blood, and even the martial saints of Dharma Xiang were seriously injured.

Of course, most martial artists below the masters like Xu Zhennan and Lin Zhao died and disappeared.

Qingye was lucky, the guarded gate was on the outskirts, although there were many life-and-death crises, the disaster turned into a blessing, and there was no danger.

Even relying on his military exploits, as well as the good fortune of fighting in life and death, he finally took the last step after establishing his life, the inner world was perfect, and he broke through the master.

At that time, the Tianguan had already been built, and every period of time, there were masters from various forces guarding it in rotation.

If there are no accidents, the strength of the grandmaster is already enough to save his life, and he is at ease.

Unfortunately, the accident came after all.

A few months ago, there were two days in the sky, and the black sun turned across the sky.

The three-legged Golden Crow soared into the sky, and flew down towards Tianguan with boundless heat.

Under the sunlight, the flames soared into the sky, and mourning was everywhere. Red and black occupied everyone's vision.

There was an unconcealable fright in Aoba's eyes, as if recalling the scene of that day.

He who was in the tenth heaven pass was just visible from afar, and the entire No. 13th heaven pass was engulfed by flames, and even the flowers, plants and trees underwent indescribable changes.

Even if some masters appeared to resist, No.13 Chongtianguan would inevitably be reduced to ruins.

And the karma of today is related to the change of the sky that day.

At that time, the Da Ri Zhenjun in Qianyu Realm, in addition to destroying the first level of Tianguan, also really made a hole.

Mount Luojia is directly connected to the cave in Chi County.

"After all the dust settled that day, this change was quickly discovered by the people above, and it attracted great attention. After that, a person named Song Du selected capable people to fill in the vacancies. Among them were Poor monk."

Aoba sighed softly.

"so"

Lin Mo's expression became subtle.

Aoba, who was originally in charge of filling in the vacancy, has now returned from a serious injury, which means that this vacancy is on a business trip?

Aoba nodded slightly.

"Originally everything was fine, but unexpectedly, the Thousand Feather Realm got the news from nowhere and launched a fierce attack on the gap here. At that time, Lord Song Du went to Tianguan to report the situation. It can be said that it was a thousand miles away, and then"

He looked at Lin Mo, "There is an extra spot in Chi County."

At the end, Aoba actually smiled bitterly.

What does spare time mean?The realm of birth is also.

It means that Qianyu Realm is in Chi County, and the Taoist door has been opened!
"Black Buddhism is for the purpose of saving time?"

Lin Mo asked immediately.

I couldn't help but think about the leisure time I learned from the Universal Sect back then.

It's just that for some reason, after so long, the Universal Sect has gained a firm foothold, yet there is no news about it.

But it is undeniable that leisure time is very important.

Aoba nodded.

Force the sound into a line.

"I was in charge of the rotation that day, and I saw Xiaodian appear with my own eyes. From there, I could see the rivers and mountains of Chixian County. It was undoubtedly Xiadian. Moreover, I was so weird that I didn't even report it to the higher-ups. The black Buddhism outside of China actually found out."

Lin Mo was silent, a somewhat absurd idea appeared in his heart.

He looked at Aoba.

Aoba looked at him.

"There are traitors on it?"

"There are traitors up there."

The two spoke at the same time.

　Before looking at the title of fans, what kind of big muscle bully did they choose? (How do you feel that it is not as good as Hercules?), I suggest two more, if there is a book to pick up, just change to another one.There will be no restrictions on the feedback activities next month, so I'll ask someone to do it as soon as possible.

　　Rest early everyone, good night

　　
　
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