Boundless Sky

The night was as cold as water, and the wind outside stopped slightly.

In the night sky, snow fell faintly again.

Yujing City, which had been clear for a few days, began to snow again. In the austere capital, the guardian's voice came, and there were several faint dog barkings.

The barking sound of the dog is also weak. It seems that the weather has turned to cold again, and the thick-coated dog can't stand it anymore. He has to pull his throat to prevent him from being frozen.

Although the weather outside is cold, Cheng Hao’s study is warm as spring. The flaming carbon stove keeps burning, and the lightly scented sandalwood smoke fills the room, giving people a dreamlike fantasy. a feeling of.

After returning to the mansion of Cheng Dingguohou in Yujing, Cheng Hao once again lived in simple terms and became his otaku. Except for Hong Yi, no other foreigners were seen, and he lived alone in an old posture.

As for Cheng Hao’s character, the powers and dignitaries in the entire Yujing journey are already well understood. Therefore, no one asks himself to be boring and specifically visits to disturb him. Anyway, he is just a famous and unauthorised Hou Ye. Not a lot.

"call!"

With a wave of his sleeves, the sandalwood smoke lingering in front of him was swayed away, Cheng Hao put away a silk scroll in his hand, closed his eyes, and slowly felt the artistic conception in it.

"Although this vacuum handprint is a Taoist technique, it not only has the power to attack the soul, but also has the power to destroy the body. It is a supernatural power with both physical and soul attacks. It is much stronger than the dragon-like magic seal. ."

"In the past and the future, between thoughts, all dharma is in a vacuum, without birth and death!"

The divine and soul thought spread, Cheng Hao ran the past, with a move of mind, a circle of light was formed directly behind his head, and then it condensed and formed into a huge handprint, standing in the sky in the sky, it seems that Cheng Hao can take it down with a single thought My own study is easily destroyed!

"Scatter!"

Cheng Hao naturally did not intend to demolish his own house. With a thought, he dispelled the mysterious big handprints in the void. After feeling the power fluctuations gradually disappearing in a slight silence, a smile appeared on his face.

"This vacuum mud mudra is indeed powerful. Compared with the soul vortex, it can only destroy the soul. This vacuum mud mudra can destroy all souls and entities, and has the power to destroy the void."

"Unfortunately, if this Taoist magical power wants to increase its power, it needs the blessing of incense power. This is a more troublesome thing. Incense is a double-edged sword. If one fails, it will bite itself back. "

This vacuum handprint was given by Cheng Hao to the mansion of Dingguohou only a few days after Hong Yi, a wealthy boy, gave it to him. Cheng Hao did not ask how Hong Yi obtained this magical power. It seems that it is a normal thing for Hong Yi to gather all the three major scriptures of the Great Zen Temple someday.

Does the child of Qiyun need a reason for the magical powers? Maybe if you have a dream, there will be an old grandfather to teach him the Fa, such things, envy will not come.

Just like Cheng Hao can travel through the sky, it is an opportunity that Hong Yi will never be able to pursue, and Cheng Hao can only stare at Hong Yi’s power of luck. There are things that can do everything. As expected, as long as the direction is correct.

Secretly sighed, Cheng Hao no longer cared about the practice of the vacuum mahamudra. After all, in this world where the water is getting more and more muddy, he doesn't want to get any more sects to collect incense. For the remaining few months, all he needs is Just wait quietly for Hong Yi to come and give him the exercises.

With such a relaxed and pleasant thing, why bother to be thankful to sect?

...

The new year is getting closer and closer, Cheng Hao focused his main energy on cultivating the past Amitabha Sutra, condensing his soul that has reached the peak of ghosts and immortals again and again, doing the final precipitation, preparing for the coming spring thunder, Through the first heavy thunder in one fell swoop, the thought of the soul was transformed into pure Yang.

Days passed in an orderly manner, Cheng Hao didn't care about the undercurrents in Yujing City. As long as he didn't come to disturb his cultivation, he really didn't bother to take care of it.

On this day, New Year’s Eve, Cheng Hao, after having a dinner with the housekeeper and several other senior executives, rarely relaxed, half lying on a recliner, lazily looking at the fireworks rising from time to time in the sky. Bamboo, my heart is full of calmness.

Life is like this, in addition to cultivation and struggling, there are distant stars and...

"Cheng Hao!"

A somewhat excited voice interrupted Cheng Hao's thoughts about life. Although it made him feel a little unhappy, after seeing the arrival of Hong Yi's money-giving boy, the unhappiness in his heart disappeared instantly.

When Hong Yi arrives, there must be something good, not a technique or a magical power!

"This is a Chinese New Year, you are not at home with your silver yarn girl, why did you run here?" Standing up lazily, Cheng Hao teased Hong Yi with rare interest.

"Haha, Cheng Hao, great thing, look at it quickly, what is this!"

Hong Yi didn't care about Cheng Hao's ridicule at all. On the contrary, he seemed to be quite excited at this moment. Holding a book of scripture in his hand, the material seemed to be the same as the material of the previous scriptures, all made of black gold thread. It is woven and cannot be burned into fire or flooded into water!

"this is......"

Cheng Hao seemed to have thought of something. He took a sudden step forward and came directly to Hong Yi's body, took the scriptures handed over by the other party, and couldn't wait to look through it.

On the cover of this book, there is also a figure of a big Buddha, but this big Buddha is completely different from the previous Buddha! The big earlobe shoulders, the middle finger, and the index finger are formed into a ring, forming a seal.

There was no name on the cover of this book, but Cheng Hao turned to the next page and saw a Buddha statue and made another seal. The Buddha statue was painted lifelike with a three-dimensional feeling.

And inside the body of this Buddha statue, there is a shining red dot!

Next to this point is a thumb-sized image of a god.

Cheng Hao, who had cultivated the upper fetal acupoints of the essence, instantly understood that these are the measurement and cultivation methods of the supreme acupoints!

"Huh? Why is it only half?"

Cheng Hao flipped through the pages for a while, and imprinted the images in the pages of the book firmly with the magical powers of his left eye. Then he realized that the reason why the book had no name was that the upper part of it had been torn off. Yes, only the bottom half is left!

"This is the current Tathagata Sutra I found in a Buddha statue, but this sutra was torn off the upper part of the fist technique, leaving only the lower half of the acupoint measurement and cultivation method."

Seeing a look of surprise on Cheng Hao's face, Hong Yi explained in a timely manner.

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