The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

Between the heaven and the earth, the torrential rain poured down, fell on the ground, and gathered into a stream.

In the accumulated puddle water, there was still a broken body lying.

The bloody water that kept flowing out was washed away by the torrential rain, and the bright red color was gradually diluted.

This broken body is none other than Zhao Qiu.

"Crack!"

In Zhao Qiu's body, there was a slight sound, which was inaudible, and was instantly covered by the sound of the rainstorm.

Suddenly, Zhao Qiu moved slightly, and in his body, streams of condensed true energy surged wildly.

"No matter how the world changes, I still guard my heart quietly, not to be deceived! Heaven's heart follows my heart, and my heart will be my heart tomorrow!"

Zhao Qiu's already somewhat hazy thoughts gradually became clearer.

The majestic and vast energy in his body is frantically wandering through his various meridians.

The surging zhenqi was as sharp as a knife, cutting through his meridians and blood vessels.

Such pain is like being tortured by Ling Chi, even ten times or a hundred times worse than the punishment of Ling Chi.

His true strength at this time is the most powerful and purest since he practiced.

The severe pain made him sweat profusely, he immediately clenched his teeth and focused on guiding his zhenqi away.

"I want to live forever, so what's the point of such physical pain?" On Zhao Qiu's forehead, blue veins protruded, and his teeth trembled.

An hour later, the true qi in Zhao Qiu's body finally gathered together and intertwined endlessly.

Gradually, this large amount of zhenqi gradually changed from a gaseous state to a liquid state, which is a change from quantitative to qualitative.

The hardships and pains in this process, even if his will is as firm as his, are somewhat blurred.

However, this liquid zhenqi, which is like mercury, is extremely powerful once it is cultivated.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Qiu finally stood up.

There was a firm light in his eyes.

"Finally, this trip was worthwhile. The No. 12 Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill has finally been practiced!"

At this moment, the dark clouds dissipated, the heavy rain stopped, and the sky gradually turned white.

Zhao Qiu walked up to the floor-sweeping monk with his hands behind his back, only to see that the floor-sweeping monk had already turned into a corpse, sitting cross-legged.

"Gu didn't win, but he didn't lose either! This battle, let's count it as a draw! As for these Shaolin monks, Gu is definitely not a bloodthirsty person, so he fulfilled Master's wish!"

After Zhao Qiu secretly sighed, he checked his body again. As he completed the No. 12 Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu, his body changed drastically, gradually surpassing that of flesh and blood.

Originally, he was hit by the sweeping monk's life-sacrificing supernatural power, and he was severely injured in several places on his body.

However, as he performed the No. 12 Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, he was cured.

Zhao Qiu raised his right hand slightly and pushed forward with a palm.

"boom!"

A powerful and heavy palm force flew towards an old tree tens of feet away out of thin air.

After a "click", the old tree arrived.

Zhao Qiu's face showed joy, and he thought: "The No. 12 Dragon Elephant Prajna has been accomplished, and this reincarnation is finally complete."

He estimated in his mind that the true qi of his No. 12 Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu has fully doubled the power of the previous No. 11 level.

"Practice martial orders! Return to the main world!"

With a thought, Zhao Qiu summoned Wu Ling to act.

A bronze patina token appeared in his mind.

After returning to the main world, there was a lot of luck added to the account of Yan Wuling.

"Finally back to the main world!" Zhao Qiu sighed. [space]