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The characteristics of spreading things in the world are that good things are not going out and bad things are spread thousands of miles away. Shaolin Temple loses the treasure Yijin Jing, of course, Shaolin Temple itself will not be so verbally spread, but Shaolin Temple has no reason to let Zhang Jun go to the book thief, who is away from the world. So, when Zhang Jun came to the north of the Song Dynasty, there was a news in the world that Shaolin Temple was invaded, and the invaders fought with the first seat of the Bodhi Hall and was repelled by the first seat, but a secret Buddhist scripture of Bodhi Scroll was stolen, so now a martial arts wanted order was issued to capture this person.

Later, Zhang Jun accidentally got a picture from the Beggar Gang, which was exactly what Zhang Jun looked like when he was the Rakshasa mask. When Zhang Jun saw him appearing on the wanted list, his first thought seemed to be quite handsome at that time; and the second thought was that the bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple would not be crazy, who would recognize him in this way? But soon, Zhang Jun found that he seemed to have really had a glimpse of the characters in the martial arts world.

When we came to the north, there was no such weather as when the wind blew in the spring and autumn, as in the spring and autumn, the weather and vegetation here were not much lower than the green coverage rate in the south in terms of trees and environment. Moreover, because of population, people are not often seen in the Central Plains, especially in the wild. Zhang Jun went north again. Because of the Liao Dynasty's policy towards the Han people, there were obviously fewer people willing to survive in the north than in the south, and the city was depressed.

After finally finding a small town, Zhang Jun found a restaurant to repair it. These days, Zhang Jun not only rushed along the way, but also encountered some martial arts scum who reached the acquired realm of martial arts, and would take his life and accumulate his dream energy. Although it was not often, Zhang Jun has accumulated almost 10,000 points of dream energy and several dream magic gems. Moreover, because he attacked these people who rely on martial arts to commit crimes along the way, it also made countless people praise him. This was an unexpected gift.

"People have desires, feelings, greed, anger, ignorance, love, hatred, and hatred are all caused by desires. If you have desires, you will naturally have various joys and sorrows. Buddhism calls it attachment to appearances, Taoism calls it the obstacle of the world, just like dust covering the heart, looking at things and things blurring. All you have to do is wipe it hard and not cause dust to spread. This is the way to deal with it. Buddhism uses the ultimate state of nirvana, while Taoism is born in the world and the Tao follows nature." Zhang Jun murmured, recently he has read a lot of Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures, which prompted him to do this. The main reason is that something that surprised him recently. Not long ago, except for a thief who did evil, he felt that there was a thought gathering in the void in the voice of gratitude to the people, but he almost scared himself.

After reaching the innate realm, that is, the bronze level, the greatest advantage of himself is to be able to use his mind and mental power. He did not rely on the divine nature to release his mental power. This is to become a qi-refining spirit into a god in martial arts. Of course, the first step in refining essence into qi is to refine one's own life essence into internal qi in the acquired realm. Innate means to reach the mind from qi and touching the mental power, so that his mental power can penetrate into internal qi and reach sufficient strength to support the composition of true qi. However, Zhang Jun is because he is a nightmare and his mental thoughts are stronger than ordinary people. Moreover, in this dream world, it is suitable for the growth of mental power. Therefore, in this process, Zhang Jun actually felt the legendary power of faith, which is the belief that the people spontaneously thanked Zhang Jun for eliminating harm for the people.

Of course, this belief is useless, because although Zhang Jun can feel it now, he cannot directly absorb it. Once he tries to accept these thoughts that appear due to gratitude in his spirit, a huge stream of consciousness rushed into his mind, causing Zhang Jun to suffer and quickly cut off his spiritual channel. However, the benefit is not without it. During his cultivation, he found that the free dream energy around him is easier to gather. These dream energy is transformed into true qi, and slowly purifies the thoughts in his true qi to make it more tenacious.

"It seems that these are the so-called good causes and good results. What Taoism calls merit? No wonder the information given by the divine nature shows that one must reach legends before one can be qualified to preach and absorb faith. This trace of faith power contains the whole world and the thoughts of everyone in the entire belief system. If you don't know how to absorb them easily, you will only go crazy." Zhang Jun murmured while drinking tea wine, "However, these faith powers are invisibly assisting one's own practice like auxiliary devices. Should you do more good things and gain some merit, then will you practice much faster?"

"My brother is the evil god of Rakshasa?" Suddenly, a voice appeared in Zhang Jun's ear. A man stood with a knife in his arms, with his shoulder-length hair as messy as grass, his eyes were deeply trapped, and several scars on his face passed by, with a hint of fatigue. He seemed to have not had a rest for several days and was covered in dust. However, he slammed the knife on the table in front of Zhang Jun, sat down carelessly, and asked Zhang Jun.

"The Evil God of Rakshasa?" Zhang Jun was stunned, a little strange, but when the other party opened a picture with him printed on him, Zhang Jun suddenly realized that this person might be looking for him.

"Well! Who is you? How can you recognize that the person on the painting below? There is a mask on the scroll!" Zhang Jun was stunned, not knowing that he had actually made this name in the world, the evil god of Rakshasa? It really made Zhang Jun laugh and cry. How could he get this name? He chose the Rakshasa mask because he had seen this Rakshasa ghost soldier in the Fengyunmeng Realm, so he used it. But now, his identity is strangely exposed, but Zhang Jun was puzzled.

"It's you!" Mu Ran burst out with dazzling sharpness in the other party's originally unsightly eyes, shot directly at Zhang Jun, and said in a tone: "Since that's the case, please go to Shaolin with me to take the thorns and apologize."

"Oh!? You haven't seem to answer my question yet!" Zhang Jun said lightly, the other party's eyes ejaculated, and then said, "It was a woman outside the building just now who told me."

"Huh?" Zhang Jun recalled that the only one who knew his true face was Wang Yuyan. Could it be that the other party came here, a border town close to the Liao Kingdom, was impossible. In such a short time, unless he left Suzhou, the other party followed, otherwise it would be impossible to catch up with him. So who is that?

"Follow me to Shaolin, or die!" the other party said in a deep voice, but it made Zhang Jun angry, "Why?"

"By the knife in my hand!" With a clanging sound, the blade came out.

"To please Shaolin?" Zhang Jun drank the wine in his glass with a free expression.

"No!" The other party still spoke coldly, but with a little nostalgia in his tone, "Shaolin has great kindness with me, you must go with me."

"Is that? It depends on what you have!?" Zhang Jun said lightly, his powerful skill burst out instantly, and the blue and white internal strength of the Yijin Jing made the entire restaurant tremble three times.

"Ah!"... The diners around saw a martial arts master fighting here. Without saying a word, they immediately ran away. Of course, two or three brave ones showed one or two heads at the entrance of the stairs, watching Zhang Jun's battle with the unknown swordsman.

The swordsman did not expect that Zhang Jun had such skills. The news given by Shaolin Temple was only the peak of acquired nature. Although the other party could escape from Master Xuansheng, he had tried to overestimate it as much as possible, but he still did not expect that Zhang Jun could reach such a state now. But now it is really difficult to fight. When the swordsman was a child, he killed his family because of the invasion of the Liao Kingdom, but he was saved by a Shaolin monk. After learning the arts in Shaolin, he joined the Song army and grew up in battle with the Liao Kingdom. He was a Buddhist sword technique, but he transformed into his own special killing demon sword in the killing process.

In the army, death is commonplace. This time, I came out to chase Zhang Jun for Shaolin to repay my kindness. I was already prepared to die. I visited most of the Central Plains, but there was no news of this "Rakshasa Evil God". But when I returned to the army in disheartened, I suddenly got the movement of "Rakshasa Evil God" from a little girl, making her shout that she could find it without any effort.

This scene happened next. When the swordsman saw Zhang Jun's full of energy soared into the sky, he immediately waved his slash and immediately a murderous intent rushed towards him. In the sword wind, Zhang Jun seemed to hear thousands of horses silence and the sound of thousands of troops slashing, which made Zhang Jun feel that he was like a murder on the battlefield.

"Okay! Although the military sword technique is a bit complicated, it has the qualification to be innate!" A sigh of secret, Zhang Jun did not relax at all. He pointed his fingers lightly, and one after another, as if the actual pure Yang finger force had arrived through the air. He arrived first, and in the air, he repeatedly hit the dark red sword body in the swordsman's hand, with dinging sounds, as crisp as big beads falling from the jade plate.

The swordsman's sword was suddenly defeated, and he rotated around for a while. With the rebounding force from the sword, he swirled back and slashed horizontally. It was indeed a killing knife. It was simple and practical, but it had something in common with what he had understood at the beginning. However, because the sword's ability was too killing and too ruthless, he ended up falling astray, and he was inevitably subjected to the killing knife backfire. This was also what Zhang Jun himself finally realized, so he gave up his previous swords without hesitation.

Zhang Jun shook his head and his fingers suddenly popped up. This time, the more powerful and sharp Six-Meridian Divine Sword Sword Qi was flicked lightly, as if a guzheng appeared in the void. Sword Qi shot out from the air, and the Six-Meridian Sword Qi was much more violent and sharp. If this Yang finger was one bullet after another, the Six-Meridian Divine Sword was a sniper rifle bullet. Its violent impact force directly cracked the opponent's sword body that had been swept through hundreds of battles and was swept away.

"The Remaining Blood Method!" The swordsman shouted, "The Remaining Blood Method is a method in the army to stimulate people's potential and increase their power in a short period of time, but few people in the martial arts world can practice it. The reason is that although this method can increase their power in a short period of time, it is based on the foundation of self-destruction. Even few people in the army practice it, but they did not expect that the swordsman actually practiced it.

When he was exploding, one-third of the meridians in his body burst instantly. Even Zhang Jun could see a sticky blood mist gushing out of his body, attached to the knife energy. The cracked blade could no longer support it. Under this blood-colored internal power, it turned into countless sharp blades and rushed towards Zhang Jun.

At this moment, Zhang Jun was preparing to use the Golden Bell Cover to fight the defense, but who knew that just as he was about to use his power, the black air on his face flashed by, and the true energy stagnated and it became poisonous! He was shocked, but he was instantly lost in his mind, and the blood-colored blade he faced covered his whole body, and had already broken through his weak energy.

At this critical moment, Zhang Jun's mind was full of thoughts, and the "enhanced magic" was activated with all his strength. In an instant, the enhanced magic rune in the origin of the spirit actually collapsed under the impact of the huge dream energy of the true qi. Under the mystery of the true qi, it was all integrated into it, constructing its own defense, blocking all the sharp blades outside the body.
Chapter completed!