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Although Zen Master Ji Zhen was curious about Xie Que's martial arts.

But the voice transmission from the Red Dragon Dharma King indicated that the Great Master of the Wheel of Reincarnation was paying attention to Xie Que.

Zen Master Ji Zhen had no choice but to give up and could only hide this doubt in his heart.

He could also guess that Xie Que's martial arts was not as simple as he said.

It is just connecting the physical body with Yin Shen, and feeding back the power to the body with the method of entering the Tao.

But there is a deeper secret!

Otherwise, Gang Qi, which is based on Qi and blood, would never be so powerful.

Just like the transformation brought about by entering the Tao Zhengfa, this golden martial arts aura seems to have been sublimated.

The power far exceeded Zen Master Ji Zhen's imagination.

According to what he has witnessed with his own eyes, Senior Brother Jue Fa's mental martial arts is nothing more than a steady stream of energy and blood.

The power of martial arts changes in quantity and quality, but I didn't expect that Gang Qi could do the same.

After sending Xie Que into the Sutra Pavilion, Zen Master Ji Zhen took a deep breath.

The ten thousand grains of Hengsha rice promised by King Chilong are of extremely important strategic significance to his Zen Forest Temple.

For example, they worship the Arhat who subdues the dragon and subdues the tiger, or the first-class protector god of Skanda Bodhisattva. Many of them prefer to worship the martial arts master.

Their magical powers are more suitable for these warriors who are physically powerful and accustomed to close combat.

But today's Zenlin Temple is in a state of decline.

As long as they have some talent in Taoism, they will almost always choose to practice Taoism.

After all, the early stage of martial arts is physical and physiological torture.

This also makes it difficult for many novice novices in Zenlin Temple to persevere, and makes many novices who have become regular disciples from Zafang disciples unwilling to choose martial arts.

No matter how poor their talent in Taoism is, there are still many people who are still struggling with second-level literary skills in their fifties and sixties.

Unless you have absolutely no talent for practicing literary skills, you have no choice but to choose martial arts.

After all, martial arts talent is very important, but through acquired hard work and foreign herbs, one can also reach the realm of a martial arts master in his lifetime and worship the gods.

Although Zen Master Ji Zhen has not left Songshan for many years, he does not rest on his laurels in this temple.

He could sense that troubled times were coming.

Zen Master Ji Zhen looked up at Ziweiyuan, which was covered by thick clouds, and couldn't help but sigh.

Although Zen Lin Temple and Lun Zhuan Dao have different philosophies, Zen Master Ji Zhen can also know that the Huagai Star is caused by a demon star.

Disaster will fall on the world, and it will be a catastrophe sweeping the world!

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The Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in Zenlin Temple is much larger than that of the Secret Sect.

Even the first and second floors, which only contain the secret books of martial arts, occupy an area of ​​nearly a kilometer.

But from the outside, this Sutra Pavilion is just like a simple wooden building. Although it is very rhythmic, it is not as huge as the space revealed inside.

Xie Que wandered there, a little dazzled.

Many monks inside were in a hurry, or sitting cross-legged on the ground and copying secret books with their hands.

Xie Que looked at the clear labels on the bookcase and suddenly made a decision in his heart.

"Let's start with the internal training method."

Although Jinmen's martial arts are fierce and fearless, the lack of internal training has led to premature aging of the warriors.

The method of internal training is unique to Zenlin Temple and has never been revealed.

The emphasis is on using qi and blood to nourish the meridians and five internal organs to make up for the damage caused to the body during the practice of external skills.

For example, the martial arts supporting mental methods in Jinmen City may also have the same effect.

But the effect is far inferior to the internal training methods of Zenlin Temple. These are passed down through generations of eminent monks and warriors who have continued to study carefully.

Time gradually passed, and Xie Que read a thousand volumes of inner training techniques within three days.

The five internal organs in his body were crystal clear, and the golden energy and blood flowed out like a torrent, clearing several meridians that Xie Que had not discovered at first.

After these meridians were connected, Qi and blood penetrated them, and they began to silently nourish the five internal organs.

However, the Bodhicitta attainment practiced by Xie Que already has the effect of warming and nourishing the physical body, which also makes the effect of nourishing the five internal organs just an icing on the cake for Xie Que.

At this time, the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion had been cleared by Zen Master Ji Zhen, leaving Xie Que alone to observe.

The warriors outside were very interested in Xie Que, although many of them had never seen this outsider.

But even the unfathomable great master, Zen Master Ji Zhen, needs to be called "Sir" to know that this person's identity must not be simple.

Several monks sat together and discussed Xie Que's identity, and suddenly an old monk suddenly appeared among them.

The energy and blood faintly revealed from inside the Sutra Pavilion is extremely terrifying.

These monks were secretly frightened. Although this kind of energy and blood power had been displayed several times in the past few days, it still made it difficult for them to calm down.

"Senior brother... do you think that Lord Saint can still be a warrior?"

"It's hard to say. I heard that he is a person who has entered the four realms with his martial arts."

Hearing this, the disciples around him couldn't help but take a deep breath, and their eyes looking at the Sutra Pavilion were suddenly filled with longing.

They are also very eager to enter the four realms with martial arts.

Although worshiping gods is also very good, I heard that the fighting power is not as strong as those who rely on their own cultivation to enter the Tao.

"That's great... I hope I can also break the shackles of martial arts."

A young martial arts master murmured: "But I don't have any Taoist talent. Only Senior Brother Yuan Huan has mastered Master Juefa's Heart-Xiang Martial Arts so far."

When many monks heard this, they couldn't help but start discussing.

As if by default, they changed the topic from Xie Que to the little girl at the foot of the mountain for tonight's fast meal.

The old monk listened with great interest, nodding and clapping his hands from time to time.

Suddenly, Zen Master Ji Zhen also appeared in front of the monks.

"We are all gathered here, don't you want to eat tonight?" As the majestic voice of Zen Master Ji Zhen rang out, the boastful young master was the first to notice the figure of the great master, and he couldn't help but grease his feet and ran away immediately.

The remaining monks also left instantly as if they were fleeing.

At this time, only the slovenly dressed old monk was left.

"Senior brother." Zen Master Ji Zhen saluted and bowed.

The old monk squinted and smiled, picked up the gourd at his waist and poured a mouthful of turbid wine into his mouth.

The beige turbid liquid slipped from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the tattered monk's robe.

But he didn't care at all, and he took a breath after a while.

After burping, the old monk stood up from his semi-recumbent position and looked at Zen Master Ji Zhen: "Junior brother, is the Hutuktu of the Samurai Path in that Sutra Pavilion you mentioned?"

Zen Master Ji Zhen nodded and said with a wry smile: "Yes, this Hutuktu's energy and blood are astonishing. Even I am really a little surprised."

The old monk was a little surprised: "Even the original Junior Brother Juefa couldn't do this."

Zen Master Ji Zhen nodded silently.

The two of them looked at the Sutra Pavilion in the distance, both of them speechless.

Zen Master Ji Zhen hesitated for a long time, and saw that the old monk kept counting with his fingers, but said nothing.

After the old monk finished the calculation, he sighed leisurely: "Do you know about the changes in the heavenly secrets and stars?"

Zen Master Ji Zhen nodded.

The old monk asked again: "Is there any divine revelation?"

Zen Master Ji Zhen shook his head: "Never."

The old monk's face was as dark as water, and his eyes seemed to be piercing through the dense clouds in the sky: "Just yesterday, the boy Huang Yuan of the Wheel of Reincarnation died..."

"Half a year ago, the fallen boy passed away, but the Lun Zhuan Dao suppressed the news."

"...Losing two Saint Walkers in a row, I'm afraid the world will change."