According to legend, there is a true immortal among the mountains of Shu!
The famous mountains in Shu are headed by Mount Emei!
Emei is the best training resort in the world!
The monks in Mount Emei are convinced by Xia Xia, wielding swords and flying immortals, and do not eat the fireworks of the world.
This is a mysterious place in the hearts of the world, a place of fantasy!
Everyone who wants to pursue immortality yearns for this place!
Today we welcomed a middle-aged monk at the foot of Mount Emei.
This middle-aged monk is no ordinary monk!
He is a monk from Mount Wutai!
Mount Wutai is also a sect of cultivation!
The monk looked up at the towering cloud-like peaks of Mount Emei. The hazy gas lingering between the peaks gave the place a magical color.
The middle-aged monk closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He suddenly felt refreshed and comfortable.
"The leader of Mount Emei, Dan Chenzi, is so unfathomable! He can still maintain the aura of Mount Emei after so many years." The middle-aged monk shook his head and said to himself.
The Golden Dragon Seal of Master Zunxin more than ten years ago was completely silent and turned into an ordinary golden seal.
As the Golden Dragon Seal loses its divine power, so does the aura of Mount Wutai.
Today, Wutai Mountain has completely turned into a martial arts sect, because they can no longer extract a trace of spiritual energy.
The Youquan Blood Demon hid in the blood cave and completely swept away the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
This is not the first time for the middle-aged monk to come to Mount Emei! He came here once a year ago with his master and senior brother.
That time he brought back the inherited Zhenqi Martial Arts skills from the Shushan Sect and saved the shattered Wutai Mountain Buddhist Temple.
This time he's here again!
Last time he was accompanied by his master and senior brother, but this time he was alone!
Because with the advent of the Jueling Age, the monks in Mount Wutai gradually began to age.
A large number of old monks died in the monastery!
His master had passed away a few years ago, and his senior brother was also very old.
He is the youngest monk in Mount Wutai.
Mount Wutai has not admitted new disciples for a long time!
Because there is no point in recruiting new disciples!
The way to become a Buddha? No aura!
Zhenqi martial arts? No aura!
Zhenqi Martial Arts is not for latecomers to practice at all. It is a technique used by such great immortal cultivators to lock the spiritual energy in their bodies.
All cultivators who turn to Zhenqi Martial Arts actually use Zhenqi Martial Arts as a method to lock their own spiritual energy.
Without the Zhenqi Martial Arts Locking Spiritual Energy, the spiritual energy in their bodies would disperse to the heaven and earth in a short time, and then be sucked into the blood cave.
The middle-aged monk was reluctant to use up the energy in his body, so he walked up the mountain step by step. His whole body was so tired that he was so weak.
After climbing all morning, we finally reached the top of Mount Emei.
"I'm so exhausted!" The middle-aged monk wiped the sweat from his head.
Then his eyes froze!
Monk: What did this poor monk see? Is this still the Shushan sect?
I saw more than 3,000 shirtless men sweating on the large platform square on the top of Mount Emei.
Their whole bodies were tangled with muscles, and their thick and powerful arms and thighs looked like they were made of twisted steel bars.
The skin that reflects the light in the sun makes people feel full of security at a glance.
The middle-aged monk is searching in his memory!
Searching for the impressions of those Shushan sect members he saw when he came to Shushan sect decades ago.
Those are a group of Taoist people with green and thin faces!
The current scene left him a little confused.
The middle-aged monk couldn't help but murmur in his heart: "Did the Shushan cultivators give up practicing Qi and go to produce meat?"
Finally, Monk Zhonghe saw the man standing at the front supervising the martial arts training. He was indeed the Shushan sect.
Although the man in front has a pair of big muscles, his face is still the same as before. The monk remembers that the man's name seems to be Duan Lei, the Seventh Son of Yunzhong.
What puzzled the monk was actually that the Shushan disciples actually waved stone locks and dancers' exaggerated swords in the square to temper their weapons.
There is even a program about crushing rocks on the chest, which the middle-aged monk heard seemed to be used to practice some kind of skin training.
There was also a group of people on the side practicing their precise boxing and kicking skills!
That fist and kick kung fu doesn't have any special effects of light!
But the middle-aged monk felt that he, an innate warrior, would never need a second punch in the past and would just lie down.
The middle-aged monk is very talented, but...
He was born in the wrong era!
It is his sorrow in this era!
It doesn't matter how talented he is!
It's like a racing car without oil. No matter how good your performance is, it's all in vain if it can't start.
Those people practicing fists and kicks made the monk extremely confused.
Although he admitted that his body could not withstand the powerful punch, he did not think that the fists and kicks could hit him, a warrior who could leave his body with his true energy.
But he didn't say anything, these words were hidden in his heart.
Following the disciple's step-by-step report, he was finally received by Dan Chenzi, the head of the Shushan Sect.
Guided by Shushan disciples, he passed through various buildings.
While walking through a place, he smelled an extremely unpleasant gas in his nose, and he immediately knew what it smelled like.
That's medicine!
The unpleasant smell rushed into his nasal cavity and irritated his nerves, but his body functions were at high speed. The medicine was good.
There was an instinctive feeling of hunger and thirst in his body organs. This was not because he was really hungry and wanted to eat.
The middle-aged monk had enough determination to endure this physical urge.
When passing a mountain peak, he was frightened.
He saw several people fighting!
The battle scenes are extremely bloody and brutal!
The punches hit the flesh, blood spattered, bones shattered...
His first thought was that someone was raiding Shushan, and the disciple who led him told him that it was the masters of the sect who were competing.
The middle-aged monk who got the answer from the discussion was still doubtful.
After all, it's such a bloody scene, if it was a fight between brothers and sisters...
Somewhat personal grudge!
But after looking at it a few more times, he agreed with the discussion.
The internal organs of both sides were shattered, but they were still vigorous and energetic, fighting fiercely with their opponents with fists and fists.
Anyone with a clear mind in this scene will know that the two people fighting have a sense of proportion.
The middle-aged monk saw the energy and blood of the two fighting men steaming, and the ruptured organs and wounds were healing in an instant.
The middle-aged monk's brilliance was in full bloom. He stopped walking to Sanyuan Palace and stood there, falling into brief contemplation.
"Is there something going on in Shushan?"
"This is……"
"Is this a newly developed method of cultivating immortals in Shushan?"
The middle-aged monk is not stupid!
Not only is he not stupid, he is also extremely smart.
"Last time, my master and I brought back the Zhenqi Martial Arts that continues the sect. This time, the physical method must be obtained from Dan Chenzi. If it is inevitable, I, Mount Wutai, will disappear into the world."
