Bai Ze used the Bodhisattva to escape into the state of visualization of all the stone statues, read them all once, and then practiced briefly. Three days have passed.
During this period, Bai Ze woke up from the state of visualization and saw the big red bird flapping furtively behind him. He was startled, thinking that this little kid wanted to kill his master.
Before he could pursue the matter, Big Red Bird blushed, snorted coldly, and cursed: "What are you looking at, you haven't seen Bird Fist? Mother Bird, if you want to learn it, Master Bird, I'll teach you!"
When Bai Ze heard this, he felt happy. Do you dare to love this boy and let him steal from you? The mouth is still tough, but he slaps it backwards.
Bai Ze was too lazy to argue with him, and watched repeatedly, memorizing the movements of each stone statue. Two days passed in this way.
The heavy rain shows no sign of stopping, but the intensity is slightly weaker.
On this day, Bai Ze breathed a long sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and escaped from the realm of emptiness, with a bit of determination on his brows.
If "Liuhe Boxing Pu" is a set of boxing techniques that focus more on force, if you practice it to a deep level, you can communicate with the natural energy from all directions. Boxing and Tao are combined, and a single punch can condense the general trend of Liuhe and destroy mountains and seas.
So the boxing techniques learned from this Buddhist hall are the ultimate form of strength. Bai Ze has only just come into contact with it, and he has already realized that this set of boxing can mobilize all the brute force of the whole body, and flow it freely. When practiced to the deepest level, the brute force of the body can be exerted with great force, which is as wonderful as four ounces shaking a thousand catties!
You must know that Bai Ze's boxing power has now exceeded the Ninety Cauldrons. He is far from mastering the Liuhe Boxing, but with one punch, he will at least surpass the Hundred Cauldrons mark.
At present, this boxing technique is as mysterious as Liuhe Boxing. If you practice it carefully in the future, it will definitely become a powerful killing move for his men!
"It seems that during this trip to the ruins, I really can't catch the tiger's cubs unless I enter the tiger's den." Bai Ze thought to himself, "Just this set of boxing techniques has already made me feel like I have found a treasure! It's a pity that the center of the Buddhist hall should be There is also something, but now there is no trace. I think the preciousness of that thing must be no less than the boxing skills displayed by these stone statues."
Bai Ze held the Bodhi seed in his hand and looked at the empty void in the center of the Buddhist hall, feeling regretful.
But it’s useless to think too much. For now, it’s better to cherish your time and go look elsewhere. There has never been a standard for the opening time of the Kunlun Secret Realm, and perhaps there is not much time left.
"Boy, what is the name of the boxing technique you have learned?" The big red bird saw Bai Ze wake up, flew up and landed on the young man's shoulder, "Master Yi Bird, I don't think there is an explanation, so why don't I give you a name in the future?" You might as well carry it forward."
"Oh?" Bai Ze said casually.
"What do you think of the name Wushuang Bird Fist?" Big Red Bird said in a disgraceful manner.
Bai Ze couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, "Not very good."
"Don't you know how to flatter me?" The big red bird rolled his eyes and said disdainfully, "How many great monsters beg Master Bird to name their innate magic, but Master Bird, I don't even pay attention to you. You kid can't be so obedient when you get an advantage!"
"I think even just calling it Arhat Fist is better than your Unparalleled Bird Fist." Bai Ze sarcastically said.
One person and one bird quarreled with each other and walked towards the back door of the Buddhist hall.
The Mustard Seed Sumeru Technique began to take effect the moment Bai Ze walked out of the Buddhist hall. The big red bird noticed the ripples in the space. Before he could take a closer look at the mystery, his sight had been distorted and peeled off. When he looked again, they were already in another situation.
Black clouds covered the sky, and the rain continued. The young man in a big cloak raised his head in the dark and gloomy rainy day. The mountain roads were winding and moss was slanting. The gate of the ancient temple was simple and simple, and there was a couplet written on it that was vaguely identifiable.
Although the rain is broad, it cannot moisten the rootless grass;
The Dharma is boundless and difficult for those who have no chance.
Bai Ze breathed a long sigh of relief and looked up at the ancient temple at the end of the mountain road.
In the heavy rain, in the ancient temple, a statue of Bodhisattva stood for a long time, silently, letting the rain blow in the empty sky and earth.
The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows.
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