The killing monk put down the broken copper bowl and sat cross-legged in the backyard.

The place is quite quiet and there are no other people around, which is perfect for him to teach martial arts.

“The method of horizontal training is by no means as simple as invulnerable external skills or hard skills.

I can only get beaten, but I can't hurt anyone. What kind of skill is that?

Huangjue Temple's Vajra Indestructible Body and Xuankong Temple's Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu are two of the most powerful horizontal practices in the world.

One is to cultivate one's mind and control one's spirit so that the eight winds cannot move and cannot be broken by external forces.

One is to subdue his power, his energy and blood have been tempered for thousands of times, and his movements have the power of ten dragons and ten elephants."

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

The sound of the killing monk was heard like thunder.

He seemed to be pulled into another world.

Everything you see is illusion.

"This is……"

Looking at the raging sea of ​​fire in all directions and the howling ghosts in it, Ji Yuan was slightly surprised.

"The inner scene of Zhen Gang Qi Hai's mind? Or the outer scene of the master's manifested spirit?"

The Emperor's Dao Diagram within the sea of ​​consciousness can suppress all kinds of invading spiritual powers.

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

Just think about it for a moment and you can guess it.

This is the inner scene or the outer scene where martial arts will is condensed.

I didn't expect that the old monk, who usually kept his face to himself, actually had some powerful tricks.

Ji Yuan's mind wandered, and he heard heavy and powerful words falling from his head.

"The Fudosan King Sutra of Lao Na's lineage was created by the second-generation patriarch.

We should take a path that combines both, and practice the Dragon-Elephant Prajna with the power of meditation."

The drooping eyelids of the killing monk were raised, and his skinny and shriveled body seemed to be inflated.

The ricket waist was slightly straightened, making a vibrating sound like the friction of fine iron, no longer in its previous state of decay.

"The Patriarch himself was a man of extraordinary talent and possessed a powerful physique with ribs and ribs.

Moreover, all dharmas are accessible, and the mind is like a bright mirror, reflecting the essence of all martial arts.

In the end, there is only half a step left before you can step into the realm of supernatural powers.

Pick the Tao fruit, transcend the physical body, and live forever.

It is precisely for this reason that the threshold for this skill is extremely high, and future generations can only look at it with dismay.

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

It turns out that Grandmaster’s rank is too high.

As a result, the disciples, disciples and grandsons cannot keep up.

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Then I thought again.

Qiu ribs?

Dragon and elephant are powerful?

Isn’t this a training method tailor-made for me?

No wonder the killing monk is determined to accept me as his disciple.

There should also be an intention to find a successor for this "Fudosan King Sutra".

"Master, to tell you the truth, after hard practice with the golden bell and iron cloth shirt,

I feel that I also have the potential to become a genius in horizontal training!”

Ji Yuan stood in the heaven and earth transformed from the copper bowl, held his head high and said.

"Good disciple, you are able to subdue dragons and tigers in the second level of Tongmai, and your qi and blood circulate without leakage. It is indeed rare in the world.

That’s why I decided to teach you the Sutra of the Unmovable Mountain King.

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

The killing monk nodded slightly, seeming to agree.

At this moment, he swept away his shriveled and skinny body, and looked as powerful as an Arhat.

The thick green and black tendons on both arms were twisted like a python, and a large amount of air flow broke out when they bounced.

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

It looks like a huge oven, standing in the backyard.

It's a pity that no one saw this scene.

After showing some of the Dharmakāya form, the killing monk tightly held the broken copper bowl.

Close your eyes and concentrate, and activate your true energy.

It's like opening a flood gate to release the flood, and the majestic blood pours in, creating a terrifying scene of the rushing and slapping of the river.

"It seems to be getting hot..."

Ji Yuan felt something was wrong.

The killing monk kept saying that he wanted to teach him martial arts.

But why should we cover ourselves with a copper bowl?

Could it be...

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

It was as if dozens of tanks of black oil had been poured on it, causing it to ignite into the sky.

Thick tongues of fire licked it eagerly.

The rolling heat hit my face, forcing me to sweat profusely.

At the same time, the voice of the killing monk also reached his ears from the outside world.

"Qiu ribs and ribs can subdue dragons and tigers, control dragons' roaring iron shirts, and tigers' roaring golden bells.

But if you want to complete the "Fudosan King Sutra", it is not enough.

First of all, cultivating the mind requires experiencing great suffering.

Only after killing all kinds of thoughts can you practice and get started.

Be patient and immovable like the earth, meditate deeply like a secret!

Think carefully about these fourteen words and see if you have enough understanding to pass the threshold!"

Ji Yuan's face trembled when he heard this.

Do you dare to become the monkey in Laojun's alchemy furnace?

It must be refined with real fire!

Sure enough!

The killing monk just finished his words.

A violent wave of fire rose into the sky and rushed towards Ji Yuan's foothold.

Tsk!

A tongue of fire touched the body and instantly tore off a piece of flesh.

Even his body with ribs and ribs cannot stop him.

The whole person seemed to be soaked in boiling water, and the heat was pervasive and penetrated into the pores of the whole body.

The severe stimulation made Ji Yuan frown.

"This is no ordinary flame... the killing monk is stimulating his true energy!

Equivalent to a great master of the Four Realms of Qi Sea Zhengang, he is constantly refining me with his majestic blood energy!

I'm afraid even the divine iron and meteorite metal cannot stand being boiled in such a terrible fire!

No wonder no one has mastered the "Fudosan King Sutra" for so long!"

Ji Yuan's eyes flashed with enlightenment, and after knowing the power of the sea of ​​fire, he immediately began to practice horizontal training techniques.

The energy and blood are surging, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring!

Forcefully push through the sea of ​​​​fire!
To be continued...