Opening Sign To Buddha Palm

Chapter 68 Escape into the Empty Door, Blue Lantern and Ancient Buddha

The white-clothed man trembled and knelt on the ground, the Flying Daggers mark on the center of his eyebrows faintly began to collapse.

You know, the descendants of Flying Daggers did not cultivate Internal Energy or the flesh, and only focused on the nurturing of the ‘God’.

Of course, not repairing the Internal Energy body does not mean that the descendants of Flying Daggers really don’t know martial arts at all, but compared to the powerful ‘god’, the Internal Energy body of the descendants of Flying Daggers can be ignored.

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

But at this moment, the Flying Daggers mark that shows all the “gods” of the man in white is beginning to collapse and destroy.

How incredible is this?

Perhaps a true first-rank Dzogchen can kill the man in white, but it is impossible to destroy the ‘god’ of the man in white.

“God” not only represents the spirit of the man in white, Cultivation Base, but also symbolizes the faith of the man in white.

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

“That is?!!”

Flying Daggers heirs bled with blood.

He just spread the perception through the Flying Daggers Secret Technique, barely approaching the back mountain forbidden ground, and then ‘looked’ from a distance.

As a result, the vast and scorching day of nine rounds turned across the sky, as if returning to the age of ancient mythology.

How could the ‘god’ of the white-clothed man bear all that, and it collapsed on the spot, and even an inexplicable backlash fell on the flesh instantly.

“How could there be such a vast and incredible ‘God’ in the world?”

The voice of the man in white couldn’t help trembling slightly.

Normally, the ‘god’ of an ordinary person is almost equivalent to a little ‘spot of light’, but the ‘god’ of the Practitioner may be a little bit bigger.

But even the ‘God’ of the first rank Grand Great Master is nothing but a fireball.

But just now, the man in white felt that ‘god’ from the Forbidden Land of Houshan, it was like a deep emptiness, encompassing everything and all-inclusive.

…

at the same time.

Back Mountain Forbidden Land.

Su Qin quietly opened his eyes while running the Nine Suns magical power.

“Someone is watching me?”

Su Qin frowned.

When he was cultivating just now, he vaguely felt a glimmer of peeping gaze.

It can’t be said to be peeping, as if an ant accidentally glanced at you from a long distance.

If he hadn’t stepped into the realm of Arhat, Su Qin might not have noticed it. After all, this glimpse was too inconspicuous, but after achieving the Arhat status, Su Qin’s control of himself and the outside world had reached the extreme.

That’s why it easily locked the glimpse.

“interesting.”

Su Qin got up and took a step forward.

In an instant.

Su Qin left the Houshan Forbidden Land and came to a corner of Shaolin Temple.

In front of Su Qin, it was the man in white trembling who was kneeling on the ground.

“It turns out to be a descendant of this generation of Flying Daggers?”

Su Qin only took a look at it and knew the cause and effect of the incident.

Although Su Qin has not been out of Shaolin Temple several times, he has heard of the story of ‘Flying Daggers’.

The Shaolin Temple has opened its brakes for thousands of years. Many sacred monks who were born have fought with the descendants of a certain generation of Flying Daggers. After returning to the Shaolin Temple, they recorded it in an ancient book, and then placed it in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Su Qin spent more than 20 years in the Shaolin Temple, and often saw these in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

According to the records of saint monks born in the past, the Flying Daggers Secret Technique controlled by the descendants of Flying Daggers is a purely mysterious technique.

It is similar to the Dafa of the parasitic parasitism of demon-minded differentiation or the Dao heart Dafa of the Heavenly Demon Celi.

“Shen Yuan collapses, even if it survives, it is a waste.”

Su Qin’s thoughts fluctuated, and he judged in his heart.

At this moment, he has probably understood why the white-clothed man would end up like this. It is nothing more than self-defeating and wanting to spy on his “God;” with Flying Daggers Secret Technique.

But it is a pity.

Su Qin’s “God” has long been condensed into divine consciousness, and with the achievement of the “Arhat” status, I don’t know how many times it has skyrocketed.

In addition, Su Qin was operating the Nine Suns’ magical arts in the back mountain forbidden area at the time, and the power of the nine suns was diffused and reflected on the gods. How could it be possible that the white-clothed man was able to’peep’?

“I have seen it, I have seen’Arhat’ Venerable…”

Seeing Su Qin appearing out of thin air, the white-clothed man even more faintly felt the aura of the same origin from the other side and the Forbidden Land in the back mountain, his voice was bitter.

At this moment, where did he not know, there is really an Arhat Venerable sitting in the Shaolin Temple?

If he had known this a long time ago, no matter how confident and arrogant the white-clothed man was, he couldn’t think of peeping at a god of’Arhat’.

“Pity.”

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

He didn’t mean to help. The man in white ended up like this, he was completely responsible for himself, and he couldn’t blame anyone.

Besides, the Shenyuan collapsed, even if Su Qin wanted to save it, he couldn’t get it back.

Thinking of this, Su Qin turned and left, and returned to the Forbidden Area of ​​Houshan again. Insight Nine Suns Divine Art.

Shortly after.

Shaolin Temple found a man in white.

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

“Abbot, I disturbed the Venerable in your temple. He deserves to die. I hope the abbot will take him in. I am willing to be with the ancient Buddha of the blue lantern for life.”

The white-clothed man lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Before coming to Shaolin Temple, the man in white had always pursued the Martial Dao limit as his goal, but after entering the Shaolin Temple and barely peeking at the tip of the iceberg in the Forbidden Area of ​​Houshan, he realized how big the world is.

No matter how much he pursues Martial Dao’s limit, what can he do? Compared with the one in Houshan, it is still a drop in the ocean, far out of reach.

The backlash of the flesh and the collapse of his mental thoughts actually made the white-clothed man feel disheartened, and had the idea of ​​escaping into the empty door, which was a remnant of his life.

“Donor, you have to think clearly…”

Abbot Huiwen glanced at each other with the heads of the hospital who had arrived, and said slowly.

Although the man in white is basically a waste at this moment, he is the heir of this generation of Flying Daggers after all. Whether it is eyesight or insight, I don’t know how much beyond the ordinary Practitioner.

If the man in white really worships the Shaolin Temple, it will also have certain benefits for the accumulation of the Shaolin Temple’s heritage.

“Abbot, I have already figured it out clearly.”

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

“In that case, the poor monk will shave for you personally.”

Abbot Huiwen folded his hands together, recited a Buddha’s name, and said.

Time goes by, years are long.

In addition to signing in every day, Su Qin constantly cultivates Insight.

Since knowing that the Martial Forest myth still exists in the depths of the endless ocean beyond the mainland, Su Qin’s desire for strength has once again surged.

“Whether it is the Arhat Venerable or the Martial Forest myth, if you want to continue to grow stronger and step into the more incredible Realm, what you need is not only to cultivate yourself, but also to understand the world!”

Su Qin sat in the Lotus Position, her eyes brighter.

During this period of time, through his own efforts and continuous consumption of Liuli Gold Core, Su Qin’s cultivation in the Arhat Realm was quite smooth.