martial arts accelerator

Chapter 210 Inheritance Techniques
The dark green water surface is like a mirror, clearly reflecting the sky and mountains.

Zhang Yong landed lightly without causing any ripples.

The mountains and rivers are as clean as before, and the dust from Lingtai is brushed away.

Looking back to the other shore, only to see Song Sicheng nodded, and Zhang Yong tried to use the formula of killing karma and golden body.

"Conscientiousness only. Full marks and cleanliness"

With the power running, Zhang Yong faintly heard a burst of Buddhist chants. Zhang Yong calmed down, his consciousness escaped into nothingness, and he began to run the karma-killing golden body with all his strength, and the words and sentences chanting in his ears became more and more clear.

Turning around the screen, it seems that a simple temple has come. An old monk is reciting the scriptures, and three young monks are sitting cross-legged, following the chanting.

Eyelids covered with gullies lifted slightly, and looking over, Zhang Yong sat down next to the young monk subconsciously, performing the exercises, and a golden light flashed on his body.

"good."

The old monk smiled and continued to chant.

"How do you know that all things with conditioned appearance, different-colored minds, etc. have real self-nature."

Like the other three monks, Zhang Yong gradually immersed himself in words.

Song Sicheng looked at Zhang Yong from a distance, raised the corner of his mouth, then looked in the direction of Faru Temple, and muttered to himself.

"Shouldn't the prohibition come to an end?"

All over the world, in hidden corners, terrifying auras are constantly rising.

A strong man with a bald head climbed in the cave, and the rocks slipped down with each breath.

In the forest outside the cave, tigers howled and wolves howled one after another, and hundreds of birds circled around the cave, looking like they were jumping for joy.

A fisherman fumbled for the pole in his hand at the side of the busy street. Upon closer inspection, it was clearly broken into fine powder, but it hadn't been scattered.

"Chen Er, how do you sell crucian carp?"

"Send it to you."

The fisherman laughed and walked away.

On the banks of the mountains and rivers, in the market place, from time to time, some people do some inexplicable actions, mixed in this chaotic world, without attracting attention at all.

But the changing situation often starts from the smallest things.

His gaze returned to Jingyun Mountain in Wu Kingdom again.

As the sun rose and set, several days passed, Song Sicheng still stood quietly by the pond, watching Zhang Yong who was motionless, and also did not move half a step.

The mountain monk Ren Jiazi has a dream that lasts forever.

Zhang Yong was immersed in the old monk's chanting, and he didn't feel the passage of time at all.

I don't know when, but like the other three monks, he recited scriptures proficiently, word for word.

"There is only consciousness in all dharmas, and there is no boundary outside consciousness."

"If it is enforced outside the country, it is also enforced by law."

"All dharmas in reality are always as they are, so they are called true suchness."

The vast and long Sanskrit sound finally fell, Zhang Yong opened his eyes, two golden lights penetrated the temple, the old monk and three monks looked at him, either sad or happy, happy or angry.

There were thousands of words in his heart for a moment, and there was a lot of understanding, Zhang Yong clasped his hands together and saluted.

When I looked up again, the golden light of the temple dissipated and returned to the stones in the pond.

There was neither a vision of heaven and earth nor a change in breath, Song Sicheng still stood there as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Yong stared blankly at the palm prints in his hand.

The Karma-Zhanbing Golden Body seems to be slowly transforming in an indescribable direction.

"Is this really like no self?"

In the system, the name of a stream of golden light emerged.

It's as if there is no me: ? ? ?
This appearance made Zhang Yong panic.

"It can't be a skill of this level, chivalrous value is useless, right?"

Fortunately, after trying to add points, Guanghua flickered for a while, and returned to the appearance of ordinary martial arts.

It’s like no self: vulnerable (1/800)

Looking at the more than 400 chivalry points in his hand, driven by curiosity, Zhang Yong tried to raise it by two levels.

"What's wrong?!"

Song Sicheng asked loudly.

"fine!"

Zhang Yong stepped forward, and the figure instantly flashed to the other side.

"Huh? Am I slowing down?"

Looking back at the stone, and then at my feet, there seems to be no special change except that the feeling of transformation is getting faster.

"Forget it, no matter how powerful the skills that Xiaocheng can't reach? The main reason is that there are so many vacancies in points, where can I fill them in?"

Not hearing Zhang Yong's whisper, Song Sicheng greeted him with a smile: "How do you feel?"

Zhang Yong shook his head: "In addition to being inexplicable, it is also puzzling. This martial art sounds mysterious."

Song Sicheng affirmed: "The more powerful the technique, the more otherworldly it is."

"The urgent thing to delay now is to find some seeking stones and enlightenment stones, maybe I can break through faster."

After Zhang Yong finished speaking, he looked at Song Sicheng: "It's a pity that you are not the head of the Ancient God Sect now. I heard about your Six Sects. There are quite a lot of things."

Song Sicheng smiled and said: "Although I am not the head of the sect now, it is quite easy to get some stones after so many years of friendship with the other five factions. How much do you want?"

Seeing that it was easy for him to say, Zhang Yong did some calculations silently: "You can just give me a few hundred of asking stones, or twenty or thirty asking stones will be enough."

Song Sicheng: "."

"Is it difficult? I don't see how easy it is for you to say it. It's also a well-known martial art. It's not too much to use these things to assist in cultivation, right?"

Song Sicheng smiled helplessly: "It's really not too much, but the inventory of my Ancient God Sect is only fifty, and the other schools are almost the same."

Song Sicheng thought for a while: "Well, I have some friendship with the head of the Yunyin Sect, and I should be able to borrow their Enlightenment Stone for you. How much you can comprehend depends on your luck."

"The Enlightenment Stone? What is that?"

"Six Schools of Supreme Treasures, the Seeking Stones and Asking Stones you know are all derived from it."

"Then you Ancient God Sect should also have one?"

Seeing that Song Sicheng was a little lonely, Zhang Yong suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, so he quickly changed the topic.

"Brother Song, it stands to reason that you have also practiced the Tianxuan Huaxu of the Ancient God School, and your foundation should be better than mine. Why do you want to help me collect these superb martial arts?"

"If I ask you to hand over Zhenyawu, and the map of the world of mortals, are you willing to give it?"

Zhang Yong smiled awkwardly, and Song Sicheng sighed: "The Ancient God School is extraordinary to me. I really don't want it to fall into Xiao Tianruo's hands and become a tool for conquering martial arts. I also hope that Brother Zhang will put aside the past grievances and cooperate with me. It will definitely help you defeat this demon."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Zhang Yong smiled and nodded: "Where shall we go now?"

"Let's go to Yunyin Sect first. A thousand birds in the forest are not as good as a bird in hand. I will help you improve your self-improvement first, and then go to the world of mortals to practice the mind art."

"Alright, I'll listen to you."

After receiving the answer, Song Sicheng jumped up.

Whether you are true or not, I will reap the benefits first.

Zhang Yong thought for a while, and happily followed.

"Hey! Old Song, what are the clues to the scroll you mentioned?"

"Anyway, the journey is not short, why don't you pass on that "Tianxuan Huaxu" to me first?"

While speaking, he hurried towards the east.

　There was a power outage in the afternoon, so at least I wrote a chapter.

　　The ending was planned early in the morning, and now it seems a little immature, so we can only make some adjustments.

　　It may be over in four or five chapters.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)