Martial Arts Supreme Cultivation System

Chapter 458 Wan Family Tempering
I saw that this artistic conception is much weaker than the vast and boundless Buddhist conception, but this weak artistic conception, after joining together, is like a fish swimming, caught in the endless Buddhist artistic conception, In the world of mortals, search for the available artistic conception.

Naturally, such a big movement cannot be concealed from other people. On the high platform, monk Shikong slowly opened his eyes, watching Luo Jianxun's ever-changing aura, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes. It's not that there are people who resist Amitabha's preaching in the Haitian Buddhist Kingdom. After all, there are talented people from generation to generation, and there will never be fewer people who are astonishingly talented.

However, like Luo Jianxun, on his own, he has evolved dozens of artistic concepts of martial arts, and he can also fuse them together to form a momentum like Amitabha's lectures, and even use Amitabha's lectures to temper his own strength. , but it is the only one.

Generally speaking, the artistic conception contained in Amitabha's sermons is derived from Buddhism. As long as it is contaminated, it will have some characteristics of Buddhism. However, Luo Jianxun is like a slippery game. Like a fish, it ate all the fish food above that artistic conception without touching the hook at all, and its momentum changed again and again, making it elusive.

Monk Shi Kong was secretly startled. There were rumors in the world that this Luo Jianxun was the first genius in the past hundred years. Among them, there was even a faint saying that there was a second, Ji Miaoyu. Regarding this, Monk Shi Kong had always been skeptical, but Now, even Monk Shi Kong had to believe that Luo Jianxun's talent was terrifying, probably surpassing Ji Miaoyu's. After all, the reason why Ji Miaoyu was able to resist the influence of Amitabha's lecture was because she was also a Buddhist disciple.

But now, Luo Jianxun is a proper Taoist disciple, but he can extract the essence and discard the dross in Amitabha's lectures. This makes Monk Shikong not worried.

Moreover, at Luo Jianxun's age, if he continues to grow, I am afraid that the realm of the great master is just around the corner, and even the legendary realm of the supreme master is not impossible. Thinking of this, monk Shi Kong has more eyes. A little apprehensive, he raised his palm, and then couldn't help but put it down again.

Luo Jianxun didn't know what was going on in Monk Shikong's heart, and he didn't even know that because of his change in power, he had actually aroused the fear of a great master, and he was even close to doing something to him.

However, under the pressure like the deep sea, Luo Jianxun's momentum is constantly changing. Every martial art is constantly evolving, merging, and tempering in his mind. There are some new changes in martial arts. Little by little, these changes gradually become more and more similar, and less and less similar, as if they are about to form something, and they seem to be dismantled.

As Amitabha's lecturing became more and more powerful, the pressure that Luo Jianxun could feel became less and less, and there was a faint voice in his heart that kept shouting, louder, louder, it was almost there.

It's a pity that no matter how much he shouted in his heart, the torrential pressure could no longer increase a little bit. Finally, with a soft sound in the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the sound of Amitabha's sutras came, and the artistic conception was like a tide Generally receding, Luo Jianxun couldn't help showing a trace of discomfort on his face, but under the tremendous pressure of Amitabha's lectures, his martial arts had a faint tendency to merge and evolve. This feeling, compared to a master-level martial arts , is much more powerful, I am afraid, it can be called a master-level martial arts.

If it is said that this martial art can really evolve completely, it must be at the level of a great master, but unfortunately, even the pressure of Amitabha's lectures is still not enough to make these martial arts evolve completely, and even a prototype is not enough. It never appeared, perhaps, because Luo Jianxun's own proficiency in martial arts is also insufficient.

A martial art, halfway through its evolution, is interrupted before it even emerges. Anyone will feel uncomfortable, but Luo Jianxun also knows that this kind of thing is rare, and success depends on God's will. Although he is depressed, It's not bad.

I saw Monk Shi Kong sitting on the high platform, looking at the crowd, and said slowly: "Thank you fellow martial artists, high-ranking great virtues, for coming to Haitian Buddhist Kingdom to participate in this Amitabha lecture. Now, the lecture is over. At the end, you can take a short rest in Haitian Buddha Kingdom, if you have something to do, you can also leave directly, Namo Amitabha."

"Thank you, master, for your guidance." Everyone bowed their hands to Monk Shikong after hearing the words.

Monk Shikong nodded when he heard the words, got up and walked outside the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas. I don't know if it was Luo Jianxun's illusion. At that time, the figure of Monk Shikong had disappeared.

"Namo Amitabha, Master Luo, do you still want to see the white horse today?" Just when Luo Jianxun was puzzled, Se Maitreya came forward with a smile and said kindly.

Hearing this, Luo Jianxun shook his head and said, "No, speaking of it, I still have something to ask the Holy Monk Maitreya today. I wonder if the Maitreya Holy Monk is still free?"

Se Maitreya nodded, and was about to agree, when suddenly, his face froze slightly, and soon returned to normal, as if the moment just now was just a hallucination, he gave Luo Jianxun an apologetic look and said: "It's really a coincidence, Amitabha lecture just now It's over, Haitian Buddhist Kingdom still has a lot of things to deal with by the poor monk, so how about it, why don't head Luo stay for two more days, and when the poor monk finishes handling the chores at hand, how about we discuss them in detail?"

Luo Jianxun was not in a hurry, he nodded his head and said, "Naturally, since the holy monk has something to do, he should do it first. Don't worry too much about my matter."

"Amitabha, thank you, Master Luo, for your understanding. The poor monk still has something to do, so I will leave first. Master Luo, let's go for a walk on your own. Excuse me." Saying this, Se Maitreya clasped his hands together, bowed to Luo Jianxun, and then turned around in a hurry and go.

Seeing this, Luo Jianxun quickly bowed his hands, returned the salute, turned and left, and wandered around Haitian Buddhist Kingdom by himself.

Luo Jianxun, who turned to leave, did not notice that right after he left, behind a huge Buddha statue in the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the wrinkled monk Shikong looked like he was in his twilight years, and the colored Maitreya who looked like a Maitreya Buddha slowly He walked out from behind the Buddha statue, looked at Luo Jianxun's leaving figure, his eyes were full of complex colors, and a string of beads in his hand was spinning rapidly.

(End of this chapter)