Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 187 Refined by a real fire
The killing monk covered the broken copper bowl and sat cross-legged in the backyard on the spot.

This place is quite quiet, there are no idlers, so it is suitable for him to teach martial arts.

"The method of horizontal practice is by no means as simple as external skills or hard skills that are invulnerable to swords and guns.

Can only be beaten, can't hurt others, what kind of skill is it?
The Vajra Immortality of the Huangjue Temple and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu of the Xuankong Temple are the two most powerful horizontal exercises in the world.

One is to cultivate one's heart, control the spirit, so that the eight winds will not move, and the external force will not be broken.

One is to subdue its strength, the blood and blood have been tempered thousands of times, and every gesture has the power of ten dragons and ten elephants. "

Ji Yuan opened his eyes, and what he saw was a sea of ​​ghosts and flames.

The life-killing monk's voice was like thunder, and it came to the ears with a bang.

He seemed to be pulled into another world.

All you see is illusion.

"This is……"

Looking at the fierce sea of ​​flames in all directions, and the wailing and screaming ghosts in it, Ji Yuan was slightly surprised.

"The inner scene of the true sea of ​​energy? Or the outer scene of the master's display?"

The Emperor Heavenly Dao map within the Sea of ​​Consciousness can suppress all kinds of invading spiritual forces.

But there was no reaction at this time, which was enough to prove that the killing monk did not cast any illusion.

It only takes a little thought to guess.

This is the interior scene or exterior scene condensed by martial arts will.

I didn't expect that the old monk would not show his mountains and dew his water at ordinary times, but he really had some powerful methods.

Ji Yuan's thoughts were floating, and he heard heavy and powerful words falling from the top of his head.

"The "Fudo Mountain King Sutra" of the lineage of Lao Na was created by the second generation of patriarchs.

It is a path of seeking perfection that combines both, and practice Dragon Elephant Wisdom with meditation. "

The drooping eyelids of the killing monk lifted up, and the skinny and shriveled body seemed to be inflated.

The hunched waist was slightly straightened, and there was a vibration of fine iron rubbing against each other, no longer the previous decayed state.

"The patriarch himself is a genius with a strong physique.

And all dharmas are connected, and the heart is like a mirror, reflecting the essence of all kinds of martial arts.

In the end, only half a step away, you can step into the realm of supernatural powers.

Picking the fruit of the Dao, transcending the body and bones, and living forever.

It is precisely because of this that the threshold for this technique is extremely high, and the younger generations can only look at the ocean and sigh.

There have always been very few people who have been able to get started and practice to master. "

It turned out that the patriarch's rank was too high.

As a result, disciples and grandchildren cannot keep up.

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Think again.

Qiu tendons and ribs?

Dragon Elephant Dali?

Isn't this a horizontal practice method tailor-made for me?

No wonder the killing monk insisted on accepting me as a disciple.

Among them, there should be a desire to find a successor for this "Fudo Mountain King Sutra".

"Master, to tell you the truth, after hard practice in the golden bell jar and the iron cloth shirt,
I think I also have the potential to become a prodigy! "

Ji Yuan stood in the world transformed from a copper bowl, with his head held high and his chest held high.

"Good apprentice, you are able to subdue dragons and tigers at the second level of Tongmai, and your energy and blood flow without any leakage, which is indeed rare in the world.

That's why I decided to teach you the "Fudo Mountain King Sutra".

Looking at the world today, there will be no one more suitable for this martial art than you. "

The killing monk nodded slightly, as if agreeing.

At this time, he swept away his shriveled and emaciated body, and he was as mighty as an Arhat.

The thick blue and black tendons on the two arms were twisted like dragons and pythons, and a large amount of air flow burst out between flicks and shakes.

The strong qi and blood penetrated the skin membrane, and a sticky red light several feet high suddenly shot up.

It looks like a huge oven standing in the backyard.

Unfortunately, no one saw this scene.

After showing some dharmakaya appearance, the life-killing monk held the broken copper bowl tightly.

Close your eyes and concentrate, urging your true energy.

It was like opening a sluice to release the flood, and the majestic blood energy poured in, creating a terrifying scene of the rushing and slapping of the big river.

"It seems to be getting hot..."

Ji Yuan felt that something was wrong.

The killing monk said that he wanted to pass on his martial arts.

But why cover yourself with a copper bowl?
Could it be...

As his thoughts flashed, the sea of ​​fire around him suddenly exploded.

It seemed that dozens of tanks of black oil had been poured on it, and it suddenly became a blazing trend.

Thick tongues of fire can't wait to lick them.

The billowing heat hit his face, forcing a profuse sweat.

At the same time, the voice of the killing monk came to his ears from the outside world.

"The tendons and ribs can subdue dragons and tigers, control dragons singing iron cloth shirts, and tigers roaring golden bells.

But it is not enough to complete the "Fudo Mountain King Sutra".

First of all, cultivating the mind requires a great deal of suffering.

Kill all kinds of thoughts before you can get started.

Unbearable like the earth, quiet and deep like a secret treasure!
Carefully ponder these fourteen characters to see if you have enough understanding to pass the threshold! "

Ji Yuan shuddered when he heard that.

Dare to feel that you have become the monkey grandson in Laojun's alchemy furnace?

Use real fire to refine!

as predicted!

The words of the killing monk just fell.

Fierce waves of fire soared into the sky, surging towards Ji Yuan's foothold.

Chi Chi!

A tongue of fire touches the body, tearing off a piece of flesh in an instant.

Even a muscular physique cannot stop him.

The whole person seems to be soaked in boiling water, the heat penetrates through all pores and penetrates into the pores of the whole body.

The intense stimulation made Ji Yuan frown.

"This is not an ordinary flame... The killing monk is stimulating his true energy!

It is equivalent to a master of the four realms with a sea of ​​qi and true energy, constantly refining me with majestic blood qi!
Such a terrible boiling fire, even Shentie and Meteorite can't bear it!

No wonder no one has practiced the "Fudo Mountain King Sutra" for so long! "

A flash of enlightenment flashed in Ji Yuan's eyes, and after realizing the intensity of the sea of ​​flames, he immediately practiced horizontal exercises.

Qi and blood burst out, like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring!

Forcibly propped open the sea of ​​flames!

It's like a golden bell body guard.

The roar of the tiger and the sound of thunder shook the limbs and bones.

Under the blessing of inside and outside.

All right for the time being.

"I'm only at the second level of Tongmai, and I will not be able to last long if I compete with the killing monk for savings.

To be as calm as the earth, to meditate as deep as a secret treasure... The old monk used the real energy to turn the real fire, not for the purpose of killing me, but for tempering his heart. "

Ji Yuan chewed these fourteen characters, pondering the deep meaning.

As the flames swirled violently, the golden bell was on the verge of collapsing and almost shattered.

"The second-generation patriarch, he is not only physically strong, but also has an amazing understanding, he is a talent of the sky...

Therefore, the martial arts created are also mysterious and obscure.

Only remaining unmoved and deep in meditation are the heart formulas. "

The killing monk closed his eyes and said calmly.

Only when the younger generations truly understand the essence and grasp their hearts can they practice the cultivation moves of "Fudo Mountain King Sutra".

Otherwise, sooner or later, he will go mad, and it is difficult to have a good end.

Ji Yuan's body has sinews and ribs, and the strength of a dragon and an elephant, so there is no problem with his physique.

But I don't know how qualified and savvy?
Whether it can be practiced into "Fudo Mountain King Sutra".

Still in between.

"Amazing comprehension? A talent from heaven?

That's right, I can do it too! "

Ji Yuan's eyes lit up, as if suddenly.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, first activated the [Burning Marrow] life number, and entered the state of epiphany.

Then the right eye floated with a blue light, and [Broken Delusion] fate was blessed in the heart.

After doing all this, Ji Yuan closed his eyes.

Letting the scorching real fire repeatedly scour, his tall and straight body remained motionless.

Layers of skin and flesh were scalded and peeled off. This kind of torment like falling into purgatory should have made people go crazy, howl, and even cry for mercy.

However, Ji Yuan killed all the thoughts in his mind by virtue of his [Broken Delusion] fate.

All the pain is wiped away.

It was as if the breeze was blowing on his face, and it couldn't shake his mind at all.

The big tendons like a horned dragon, and the bloody bones on both ribs locked tightly, are subjected to continuous refinement by real fire.

The tiny impurities that are usually extremely difficult to find are excreted little by little.

The flesh and blood became more pure and more condensed.

Limbs and bones.

The inner air surged wildly.

The fifth air channel.

Then gradually intertwined and formed.

call!
Suck!
Ji Yuan didn't notice anything.

He relies on [burning marrow] fate.

Recite the fourteen characters passed down by the second generation of patriarchs over and over again.

When you recite No.90 nine times.

"Boom" sound.

The scalp seemed to explode violently.

The sky and the earth are wide in an instant!

Hundreds of dragon and snake characters emerged.

They seem to come alive, rushing into Ji Yuan's heart.

Look carefully, it looks like a statue of Arhat, which contains different true meanings.

Either sitting or lying down, or laughing or angry, evolved into various postures.

"Amitabha! Is it really... you have practiced? Have you started?"

The killing monk with the bowl in his right hand widened his eyes when he saw this scene.

His face was trembling unceasingly, as if he was surprised and surprised, it was difficult to calm down.

He couldn't believe that the unique skills of horizontal practice, which were difficult for the ancestors of the past generations, could be learned so easily.

"Among tens of millions and millions, it is also difficult to find one person.

Amitabha, it must be God's will to show mercy, that's why I met Jiulang in Tianjing City. "

The killing monk looked deep and looked up towards the direction of the imperial city.

"Meng Xuanji is used to calculating, he is robbing the old monk for his apprentice, maybe he has some crooked intentions behind him.

But this old man is not a mud bodhisattva who eats vegetarian food, so he really went all out and knocked down your shrine building. "

(End of this chapter)