Chapter 110 Master Sanxian
However, Xie Que thought to himself that he had not fully used it until he entered the Martial Saint.
Whether he was sparring with his uncle or fighting with the monks from Shuiyue Zen Temple, he had yet to show his full strength.
It's just a sparring match with my uncle. You just have to go as far as you can. At most, it's just a broken rib and a waist.
Just rest for a few days.
Although it was a life-and-death struggle with the monks from Shuiyue Chanyuan.
But Xie Que was also afraid that those monks might have some secret escape methods, so he didn't dare to fully use his own methods.
Xie Que fully stretched out his four-meter-tall figure, and the map of mountains, rivers, and country on his back began to faintly make a sound of dragon roar.
With a thought, the three-level Whale Flood Technique was activated instantly.
After taking in a breath like a whale, Xie Que's chest became bulging.
Stimulated by the thousands of waves of energy, countless solid muscles and veins began to surge all over Xie Que's body.
The Heavenly Lock of Gangqi roamed within Xie Que's body, and he began to stimulate his second heart.
The still heart in the right chest actually began to beat slightly, releasing hot energy and blood.
The power of twenty continents.
Twenty-one continents of power.
…
Not only Xie Que's physical body, but also the tattoo on his back had swallowed up a huge amount of energy and blood.
In the end, Xie Que's energy and blood power stopped at twenty-five continents.
There is still some distance from the limit of this body.
But it’s not that far off, and it’s enough to eat meat for a few days.
Xie Que exhaled, and the strong air flow instantly caused an air explosion in front of him, which actually shattered the solid stone bench more than three meters away.
He imitated the tail strike style and shot it with one palm strike.
The strong wind from the palm instantly broke the thick hemp rope used to dry clothes in front of the house.
Xie Que turned his neck, and there was a snapping sound of bones.
He was quite satisfied with this power.
As for the next step, Xie Que gradually had an idea in his mind.
Since he was able to practice so many techniques when he was a martial arts master.
Then when you reach the Martial Saint level, you don't necessarily only need to cultivate a spirit.
According to Xie Que's contact with the young monk for more than a hundred years.
He is extremely familiar with the "Ten Metaphors of Visualization Secrets" which is the correct way to enter the Taoism in Shuiyue Chanyuan.
In addition, Xie Que had just obtained the memory of the moon-robed monk, and also learned about Feng Zidu's optimization of this technique over the past thousand years.
The so-called ten metaphors refer to the ten "divine forms".
This is similar to the shadow transformed by martial arts will.
It is said in the Buddhist scriptures that when the ten metaphors appear at the same time, all kinds of thoughts can be realized easily and there will be no worries.
It's just that apart from the Dao of Killing Whales, Xie Que doesn't know much about other things.
And it doesn’t necessarily require a specific martial arts.
Just let Xie Que realize its "form" and "spirit".
This is the advantage of martial arts wizards.
But this doesn't bother him.
Xie Que began to recall the situation when he fought with Garuda that day.
In his days as an orca, this was the first time Xie Que fought in close combat with others.
The powerful body of Nagalu Luo was second to none that Xie Que had ever seen.
Even the great demon of the ninth level of thunder calamity is far less strong than Garuda's body.
Using the Flying Goose Skill, Xie Que traveled across the forest and began to regard himself as a divine bird.
They eat, drink and sleep in the trees.
As for pulling?
After getting the entry of Qi and Blood Furnace, Xie Que never missed it.
Less than a day later, Xie Que heard a shocking vibration near Xiaochegou again.
But not long after, there was a series of screams.
With the sound of horseshoes, villagers more than ten miles away from Xiaochegou were forced to move. Even Xie Que was not surprised.
The Xuanjia Army completely blocked this tributary water area.
But Xie Que has a way.
As long as Wu Chou covers his face, he can easily sneak into it.
He hid among the treetops three miles away from the dragon coffin and watched from a distance.
For Xie Que, he was eager to kill some people, and even the more people died, the better.
In the second half of the night, even the Demon Suppression Division seemed to be forced to dispatch troops.
Xie Que could still see a look of extreme reluctance on Master Nan Guang's face.
Regardless of whether they were Zen sects or esoteric sects, they all set up their postures and recited their own sutras face to face on both sides of the river bank.
Xie Que even saw the figure of He Guangguan in it.
The Taoist priests seemed to be forced to work and were trapped in a very small corner. Three or five Taoist priests were also sitting cross-legged, with the altar they had erected in front of them.
Before dawn, the Xuanjia Army had cleared all the tree trunks on both sides of the road.
Xie Que originally thought that some large magic weapon would be transported.
But unexpectedly, what caught his eyes was an eight-carriage sedan chair.
Eight slender, shirtless Toutuo served as bearers.
Dragons and snakes are swaying on the sedan body, accompanied by gold threads and jade, which looks extremely luxurious.
But what surprised Xie Que was that he could feel the powerful auras of the eight bearers, who were obviously in the realm of real Taoists.
A Taoist master can already be called a real person.
No matter where he is placed, he is a person of high status.
Would such a person be willing to carry a sedan chair for others?
Xie Que couldn't help but be surprised.
As for the breath of the people in the sedan, Xie Que seemed to be obscured by something and couldn't feel it at all.
Who is this guy? The cards are so big?
If you die in this water, it must be good!
Xie Que began to look forward to it.
Before the sedan arrived, the people from the Xuanjia Army took the initiative to greet them.
"Your Highness!" Everyone knelt down and saluted.
Even the martial arts master in the Xuanjia Army knelt down without exception.
At this time, the sedan curtain was lifted, and the man in the sedan took the initiative to step out.
Unexpectedly, what walked out was a woman dressed as a nun.
He was wearing a sea-blue Buddhist robe with a wide waist and wide sleeves, and his waist-length white hair fell behind him.
The face was covered with gauze, like a cloud shrouded in mist, making it difficult for people to see his face.
This couldn't help but make Xie Que a little curious.
Could this be some member of the royal family who has escaped into Buddhism?
In Xie Que's eyes, this nun is just an ordinary person, unable to feel any yin spirit or other aura.
But Xie Que knew that this person would not be so simple.
When the nun walked to the carriage ditch, the surrounding monks and Taoists also stopped their movements.
They all saluted: "Master Sanxian."
Master Sanxian nodded slightly and looked at the dragon coffin floating in the air.
At this time, the sky was hazy and there were stars in the sky.
She looked up at the sky again and sighed:
"Northern Dragon Star, Dragon Soaring Prajna Sea and Sky."
"Master of Taiwei Moon, Cardinal of the Qizheng of Yueying."
"The earth sends murderous intent, dragons and snakes rise from the ground."
Master Sanxian looked around, and his expression changed from the relaxed one before.
"That evil dragon was really good at making trouble back then. He imprisoned me, the Great Zhou Dragon Qi, and the skin of the evil god."
"Back then, I thought that after the evil dragon stole a hundred years of national destiny, it would use the dragon energy as an opportunity to transform into a dragon."
"But I didn't expect that what this evil dragon wants is not the opportunity to transform into a dragon, but what he wants is for me, the Great Zhou Dynasty, to be destroyed!"