Martial Cultivator Chapter 326: Elephant King Hall
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In the ruins of the Great Zen Temple, surrounded by blood mist and filled with evil spirits, Sanskrit chants came from a certain direction, constantly entering Wang An's ears and pouring into his mind.
He and a group of practitioners gathered together and were looking at a stone Buddha's hand several feet high.
There are words and pictures carved on the palm of the Buddha's hand. When combined, it can be seen that there is a martial arts palm technique "Big Throwing Stele Hand" recorded on it.
Some practitioners suddenly saw the method carved on the Buddha's hand and thought it was a profound and wonderful method. They immediately started practicing according to the patterns and written records on the Buddha's hand.
After a moment, I realized that this was just a martial arts technique that could temper the physical body.
They all lost interest.
"Cut!"
"I thought it was some kind of magical power, but it turned out to be just a martial arts article!"
"What's the use of repairing it?"
"It is rumored that this is the site of a former great Zen temple. The great Zen temple specialized in martial arts, with many monks under its disciples, and it was also very popular."
"As we walk along the way, everything we see and see is martial arts.
There is this 'Big Monument Smasher', and there are also the 'Shenguang Glazed Aperture Refining Sutra', 'Great Light Fist', and 'Crouching Ox Boxing Technique'.
It is either carved on the back of the Buddha statue or on the stone tablet.
It can be seen that this is most likely the ruins of the Daizen Temple.
The relic treasure must not be these common martial arts skills, it must be deeper in the blood mist, where the calamity is more intense! ”
A middle-aged practitioner talked loudly, and the people around him nodded their heads, fully agreeing with what he said.
This is a small group of forces.
The middle-aged practitioner is the leader of this group of forces.
At that time, a practitioner from this force attempted to sneak attack Wang An, but was killed by Wang An instead.
Wang An also took the opportunity to change his appearance and infiltrated into this group of forces, but they were not aware of it yet.
The middle-aged cultivator saw that his subordinates were all shaking their heads, very much agreeing with what he said, and felt extremely satisfied. He glanced at the crowd, and was about to say a few more words when he suddenly found that one person was incompatible with himself and the others. .
It didn’t live up to what I said.
The subordinate was chubby, and he was practicing the 'Big Monument Slammer' completely according to the words and pictures carved on the Buddha's hand statue.
He frowned deeply.
I have found this fat man hiding in a corner more than once, practicing the various martial arts skills learned on the stone tablets and statues.
Every time he has to practice the martial arts skills completely.
"Pang Hu, you have practiced so many martial arts skills, but what have you gained?" The middle-aged leader frowned and asked Yuan Pang impatiently.
Yuan Pang's "Fat Tiger" was transformed by Wang An.
Wang An scratched his head when he heard this, and said with some embarrassment: "I always think that if I practice these exercises a few more times, I might gain something.
But every time I finish practicing, I feel deeply disappointed...
It seems that the treasures are not hidden in the techniques carved on these stone tablets..."
"Ha!
How can what I say be wrong? You don't listen to me, you really won't look back until you hit the wall! "The middle-aged leader looked proud, scolded 'Fat Tiger' a few words, and stopped mentioning the matter.
In the corner where no one was paying attention, Wang An gathered his fist spirit and looked inside his body.
I saw that in the acupuncture points that originally stored the five great Zen temple exercises such as the 'Shenguang Glazed Aperture Refining Sutra', 'Great Light Fist', and 'Crown Ox Boxing Technique', there were constantly gathering like divine rays. Golden light.
At the same time, a divine light that had never been seen by practitioners circulated on the statue of Buddha's hand, gathered into a beam, and poured directly into the acupoint where Wang An stored the 'Big Stone-Smashing Hand'.
Under the shroud of the fist spirit, Shen Xi gathered in the six major acupoints was particularly eye-catching.
The spirituality contained in them is even stronger, almost the same as the breath of human beings.
The qi currents in Wang An's body passed through these six major acupoints without damaging Shen Xi at all. Instead, the qi in Wang An's body merged and accelerated in the process.
Even though these six major acupuncture points have not been opened, Wang An still has the same effect as opening the acupoints through refining!
At a specific location in the Daizen Temple, or within a statue, stone tablet or hall, learn the martial arts techniques recorded therein to light up the corresponding acupuncture points all over your body!
"Let's go!"
"We have been wandering around the ruins for so long, but we haven't seen a single treasure. It's really disappointing!"
"Disappointment? I think we should be happy!
We have been wandering around the ruins for so long, and although we haven’t found any treasures, haven’t we also encountered those extremely terrifying gods and demons? Be content, you! ”
A group of practitioners were making a lot of noise.
The middle-aged leader pretended to make some calculations, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He pointed to the northwest and said: "If you go in this direction, there is a 90% chance of getting the treasure!"
"Just listen to the leader!"
"Let's go!"
The subordinates made noisy promises, using various escape techniques and flying swords, and swept towards the northwest place shrouded in blood mist like a whirlwind.
Wang An hid in the crowd and curled up his lips.
He looked at a looming palace shrouded in blood mist in the northwest. Sanskrit chants were coming from the distant palace and pouring into his mind.
"Brighten the lamp to keep the light on, let go of life..."
"Brighten the lamp to keep the light on, let go of life..."
The sound of Sanskrit singing flows through the heart, causing heat to gather in Wang An's Dantian Dazhongji point, and the spiritual charm circulates.
His Dantian contains two major orifice-refining techniques, the 'Xiang King Zhenjing' and the 'Zhengdongqiao'.
There is also a virtual image of the Medicine Master Glazed Light King Tathagata sitting there.
At that time, the shadow of the mighty bronze monk who manifested the "Elephant King Sutra"'s practice route was reciting the scripture "Lighting the lamp to continue the light and releasing life."
It can be seen from this that there is most likely something related to the 'Elephant King Sutra' in the northwest hall.
Only Wang An can hear the sound of Sanskrit singing.
The reason why the middle-aged leader chose the northwest direction to lead his troops was because of the influence of his fist spirit, which made him make such a choice unknowingly.
The sound of Sanskrit singing was the reminder given to him by the key to the Great Zen Temple. Find Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan.com
The crowd turned into a whirlwind, roaring into the thick blood mist, passing many ruined walls and ruined halls, stopping and walking.
Wang An took the opportunity to collect several more articles on martial arts techniques, and the number of acupuncture points that condensed Shen Xi throughout his body increased to thirteen.
The outline of the palace shrouded in blood mist became increasingly clear.
Viewed from a distance, the palace is vast and majestic, emitting immeasurable precious light and possessing a solemn atmosphere.
But as they got closer, everyone discovered that the palace had been ruined with only four walls left, the glazed tiles on the roof were missing, and only the beams and a few rafters made of unknown materials remained.
Everything I saw in the fog just now is all illusion.
Through the hole-filled door of the hall, everyone could vaguely see the numerous statues inside.
Half of a plaque collapsed and hung crookedly on the door.
The gilded characters on the plaque are clearer: Elephant King Hall.
As everyone stepped here, billowing blood mist spewed out from the hall, passed through the hole in the door, and passed through the broken roof.
Gradually covering this hall.
Blood mist is everywhere, and everyone's cultivation level is low, so it is difficult to sense the rich tribulation power accumulated in the blood mist.
They stopped, looked at the hall under the stone steps, and talked about it.
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