Resurrection of Reiki: Starting from Deduction of Fire Fist

Amid Li Zongshu's repeated inquiries, Chu Yuan hung up the phone contentedly and headed for Mount Emei.

Mount Emei is one of the four famous Buddhist mountains.

Since ancient times, there have been many eminent monks and hermits practicing in the mountains. The status of the Emei School in the ancient rivers and lakes has made Mount Emei famous.

Although it is not among the three mountains and five mountains, it is not inferior at all.

Especially the Emei Golden Summit is unique in the world.

When the sea of ​​clouds was churning, a ray of golden light pierced the sky, the sun rose, and the world reopened.

That kind of scene, ordinary people dare not even imagine, it really seems to have entered the heaven.

But today, a special guest was ushered in on the Golden Summit of Emei.

A young man less than 20 years old had already stood in front of the Jinding cliff before the sun rose.

Until the sunrise in the east, he never looked back at the Shining Golden Summit.

He didn't seem to have any interest in the spectacle behind him, and his eyes were fixed on a clear fist mark on the Jinding cliff.

The fist print is simple and simple, it seems to have a history of hundreds of years, but the strange thing is that the surrounding rocks have been severely weathered, but this fist print is so clear that the knuckles can be seen clearly.

The moment the sun shines into the fist seal, the fist seal seemed to be activated suddenly, and the terrifying fist enveloped the entire Golden Dome.

The air froze in an instant, and the continuously rolling sea of ​​clouds shattered under the influence of the fist.

The boy slowly closed his eyes, as if he was evolving something, he began to punch slowly.

Every move is fierce and powerful, and there are repeated explosions.

With a sudden stomp, the Golden Dome shook, and the shattered sea of ​​clouds was attracted by the young man's fist, accompanied by every move and style, lingering around, like a ferocious beast, which might be slaughtered at any time.

The young man beat faster and faster, a burst of furious flames erupted from the peak of his fist, rendering the golden dome red.

The next moment, the posture of the fist changed suddenly, and his hands were clenched in front of him, as if holding a long spear in his hands.

While twirling and waving, the swirling flames condensed and exploded in the air.

Although there is no gun in his hand, the indomitable momentum of the gun is still compelling!

The young man danced more and more happily, and unexpectedly jumped off the golden roof, and his body plummeted into the sea of ​​clouds.

In an instant, a pair of wings opened loudly, flying in the air.

The waving gun style caused chaos in the sea of ​​clouds, turning into cloud dragons twisting and turning, and the momentum was terrifying.

This young man is exactly Chu Yuan. Half a month ago, Chu Yuan obeyed his master's arrangement and went to Mount Emei with Wang Yahu.

With the revival of spiritual energy, great changes have also taken place in Emei Mountain, and the sea of ​​clouds is entwined like a fairy mountain.

After Chu Yuan went up the mountain, he didn't stop for a moment, and he came to the front of the fist mark. He stayed there for more than half a month.

In the past half month, except for sleeping, he absorbed the fist left by Li Shuwen all the time.

I have to admit that the Patriarch is worthy of the title of sharpshooter!
This fist seal not only left the purest Bajiquan intention, but also left the experience of combining Liuhe big spear and Bajiquan.

Chu Yuan didn't know how Li Shuwen managed to do this in an era when he had no aura, but what was certain was that Li Shuwen's martial arts were really supernatural.

Today is the last moment of his comprehension, replacing the spear with a fist, the sea of ​​clouds is churning, the strength of the fist reaches the edge of the eight extremes, and the spear's intent is in all directions.

Under the golden roof, Wang Yahu was sitting on the stone bench with all kinds of rascals, holding his chin and looking at Chu Yuan who was rolling in the sea of ​​clouds, wondering what he was thinking.

Master Ci Yuan walked out of the Zen courtyard with folded hands, saw the movement of the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, and couldn't help admiring: "Fist can reach eight extremes, and spear can pick Liuhe. This Chu Yuan has unpredictable strength in the future. That old bastard Li Zongshu is looking for A good apprentice."

Wang Yahu, who had been sitting withered all this time, heard the words "old bastard", his eyes lit up suddenly.

A woman's talent tells her that there seems to be a story in it?

"Master, do you know the master of this little bastard Chu Yuan?"

Wang Yahu turned around curiously, and asked Master Ciyuan repeatedly.

Master Ciyuan seemed to realize that he had missed something, and wanted to change the topic under the name of the Buddha, no matter how much Wang Yahu asked him, he would not open his mouth.

When he got bored, he simply called the Buddha's name, turned around and went back to the Buddhist temple to worship the Buddha and chant sutras, which made Wang Yahu's heart itch.

The master's tone just now was too abnormal.

Just as Wang Yahu was trying to catch up to get a deeper understanding, a shout sounded from the mountain road, which sounded very strange.

Ever since the recovery of the spiritual energy, Mount Emei has been closed. In addition to the official, people from the other five inheritance places need to be notified when they go up the mountain.

It seems that there is no notification of going up the mountain today, so the person who came is a colleague of the relevant department?
Wang Yahu turned his head to look curiously, and saw a shiny back-haired man climbing up the mountain road excitedly.

What is strange is that this guy is still carrying a huge flag on his back. At this time, the flag has not been unfolded, and it looks extremely awkward like a stick of horse.

When Wang Yahu looked at the man, the man also saw Wang Yahu, and immediately showed a warm smile, and he opened his mouth as soon as his sister-in-law came.

Sister-in-law?What sister-in-law?
Wang Yahu was stunned and looked around, but there was no one else.

The big back trotted all the way to Wang Yahu, bowed respectfully and shouted again, "Hello, sister-in-law."

Then he said: "My name is Jia Gan, where is Brother Chu?"

Wang Yahu suddenly realized, the little bastard's younger brother!

In an instant, his frosty face suddenly warmed up a lot, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

This smile was as bright as the sun on the top of a golden roof, Jia Gan was a little dazzled by the sight, so he hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look any further.

This is a woman who has been deeply involved with the Chu Beast King, so she can't see it.

"Chu Yuan? You're practicing on it, come on, you can see it here."

Like a hostess, Wang Yahu led Jia Gan to the edge of the cliff in the temple with a gentle smile and pointed upwards.

Here, you can just see Chu Yuan looming in the clouds, but the angle is not very good, you have to look out towards the edge of the cliff to see clearly.

"Sister-in-law, I can't see clearly here." Jia Gan stared at the man in the clouds who looked like a god, his eyes were full of fanatical obsession.

This is Chu Beast King, his idol!

Wang Yahu took a few steps back at some point, and when he heard Jia Gan say that he couldn't see clearly, he reminded in a low voice: "Stay forward, yes, keep leaning forward."

The next moment, a burst of golden light exploded, Jia Gan didn't even have time to let out a scream, and was swept away by Wang Yahu's golden light, and fell straight to the foot of Mount Emei.

"I can't do anything with the little bastard, but can't I vent my anger on the little bastard's brother?"

"It's sweet to read your mouth, so I won't seal the key points all over your body."

Wang Yahu clapped his hands, with a satisfied smile on his face, looking at Chu Yuan in the clouds, he suddenly felt less obtrusive.

Under the cliff, Jia Gan hanging on the pines and cypresses looked dazed.

Just now, what happened?