On the second day, Ji Yuan put on his powerful military robe and walked out of the south wing.

When I broke through last night, I didn't take into account the weight of my muscles and bones, and directly crushed the bed.

The few maids who served in the outer room were given a huge advantage.

"If Qin Qianhu sees this, I might be able to exchange for a few big pills. It's a loss."

Ji Yuan sighed inwardly and was about to go to the flower hall when his ears suddenly twitched.

His six energy meridians are now condensed, enough to cover the whole body, reaching both inside and outside, forming a dense network.

Always circulate the inner energy and temper the blood energy.

With the blessing, how sharp are the five senses?

Even if a mosquito is flapping its wings a few feet away, you can catch it if you listen carefully.

"I saw it with my own eyes...Master Yuan!"

"You are so shameless, little prodigal!"

"Good sister, please tell me in detail, I love hearing this the most!"

"Is it really a licensed product as big as a donkey? I don't believe it, unless you let me..."

"Bah! You are so beautiful! If you have to wait in line, you should let me taste it first!"

"When Master Yuan returned home last time, he took a second look at me. He had the slave family in his heart..."

"..."

What kind of nonsense is this?

I thought there was something wrong with your dress!

Which normal woman would like red and green?

Ji Yuan's face trembled.

It seems that young people not only have to protect themselves when going out.

Even after returning home, you have to stay alert.

He hurriedly walked straight to the west wing where the killing monk lived.

"Good disciple, you have made great progress in your martial arts. You are so fast!"

The skinny old monk was slowly boxing, with simple moves that looked like health-preserving exercises.

Seeing Ji Yuan coming over, a smile appeared on his withered face, and he simply stopped his posture.

Then, his eyes suddenly shrank, and his wrinkles became deeper.

Only a few days later, Ji Yuan had another Qi vein.

There are two ordinary realms, two are lower, three are middle, and four are upper.

If you can achieve the fifth and sixth items, you can push the level to Dzogchen.

They must all be at the genius level of the six true traditions!

"My vision is indeed one of a million.

There are so many young talents in Tianjing City, but I alone fell in love with Jiulang, it is truly a God-given fate!"

The killing monk stared straight at Ji Yuan's muscles and bones. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Master, there is a ghost in my house."

Ji Yuan took advantage of the old monk's good mood and said straight to the point.

"Are you talking about the evil spirit in the soul bottle? I already know about it.

There is no blood in his soul, let alone any resentment."

The killing monk smiled casually, shook his head and said:

"Since one is a harmless crime and the other is an unresolved grievance, there is no need to surrender.

Moreover, now that reincarnation has ended, staying in the earth is not its original intention.

Poor people, poor ghosts, Amitabha."

Ji Yuan's expression condensed slightly. This was the second time he heard similar words.

The killing monk said, reincarnation is broken?

Old Man An also sighed that the gate of hell is no longer open.

What kind of turmoil happened in the underworld?

It actually caused countless ghosts to remain in the world of the sun.

The ghost who extradited, the bull-headed horse-face who seduced people, the black and white impermanence that threatened life...

Have these also been buried in dust along with the oblivion of ancient times?

If things continue like this, if it cannot be solved, won't this world become a haunted place where humans and ghosts live together?

Many doubts are growing like weeds.

"Good disciple, you and I can't think too much about such important matters."

The killing monk lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name, which was like the sound of bells in the morning and drums in the evening.

Ji Yuan's mind was suddenly shaken, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, or a blow on the head.

I feel like my head is buzzing.

He swayed slightly, raised the corners of his mouth helplessly, and said calmly:

"Master, I am very conscious. Why rush to use martial arts to shock my mind?"

The killing monk was greatly surprised and said with a smile:

"My disciple has a good heart. Ordinary people know this shocking secret.

Most of them will be shocked, or can't believe it, and their mood will inevitably be confused.

It's really a sin for me to be a little worried about my teacher.

Amitabha, Amitabha!"

He just thought Ji Yuan had fallen into obsession and hurriedly woke him up with the roar of a Buddhist lion.

Who would have thought that his apprentice would receive a thunderous blow to the brain for nothing.

Fortunately, I didn't become a fool.

Otherwise, there will be no successors.

"Apprentice, could it be that you already knew about this matter?

That's right, the ghost you raised is quite a bit wise.

He was able to listen to the teachings of the Sixth Patriarch, shed his negative energy, and successfully condense evil spirits.

It wouldn’t be surprising if I tell you some secrets about the underworld.”

The killing monk said to himself.

"Master, do you know the inside story?"

Ji Yuan asked.

"In the early years, things about the underworld were taboo and could not be mentioned easily.

Now, it doesn't matter.

Since the spiritual power of heaven and earth has become increasingly thin, the inheritance of various sects in ancient times has died one after another.

Those Qi practitioners could still hide in the Cave Heaven Paradise at the beginning, barely maintaining their practice.

But with the end of ancient history and the great catastrophe, they all eventually turned into ashes."

The killing monk has extensive knowledge and knowledge, and talks about the ancient secrets that only exist in the three religions and six traditions.

"Originally, Xuanzhou was composed of ten authentic sects, controlled by many side sects.

These great sects and sects died out in an instant, and the mountain gates were shattered. That was the situation of a group of dragons without a leader.

At that time, the inspiration was mixed and boiling, and all thoughts and spirits were affected, making it difficult to use methods.

On the contrary, some looked down upon physical practitioners and warriors suddenly became powerful.

A brutal fighting was endless and lasted for a long time.

Blood flowed across the earth, and there were many casualties.

With bones scattered all over the place, the accumulated Yin Qi exploded, causing a calamity that is rare in a thousand years!"

The killer monk's eyelids drooped, as if sighing, as if feeling compassion.

When he learned about this past from his master's mouth, he couldn't help feeling that the changes in the way of heaven were so terrifying.
To be continued...