Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

In Zhou Gushan's cognition, Fudo Ming Wang's subduing demon mahamudra and the dismantled Great Subduing Demon Fist are the ones he has been immersed in the most and also the method that has made the fastest progress after practicing. This also depends on his grandfather and father. The accumulation of generations.

As for the three-cross demon-subduing mantra, compared with Fudo Mingwang's body, it is much slower. Purely in terms of progress, it is difficult to compare with the Great Subduing Demon Fist. Therefore, if you want to really see the synergy of the three In order to meet the opportunity, these three must be brought to a level.

Therefore, in recent years, in his practice, he has mostly used the curse of subduing demons, and practiced in conjunction with Fudo Mingwang's body. One is training the mind and the other is training the body. .

This actually depends a lot on his own subtle control of martial arts, and it also tests his talent.

If you can't control it at the micro level, it will be more difficult to use it to deduce the complete version of Mahamudra Kungfu than to combine the ideas of Sanmenguan.

With the deepening of Zhou Gushan's practice, his body surface also began to emit a mass of fluttering, swaying fireworks, showing a warm yellow color, which illuminated the slightly dim study room.

At the same time, a layer of grease-like substance began to ooze from the surface of his skin, as if bit by bit, all the impurities in the body and the filth in the soul were burned and expelled out of the body...

With this practice, he suddenly did not know the passage of time, and on the roof where it was located, at some time, a person whose whole body was perfectly integrated into the darkness had quietly jumped up. It was Meng Zhao.

At this time, Meng Zhao's breath was restrained, his breathing was inaudible, and his whole body was like a whirlpool, without any smell or energy, but swallowed up all kinds of mysterious substances around his body, including light.

Hiding kung fu is many times higher than those created by specialized organizations.

Lightness kungfu seemed to have reached its peak, his feet landed on the ridge of the roof without the slightest sound, and people said that his body skills were like falling leaves, but Meng Zhaoque's realm was even higher than the two, without the slightest sound. Without force, it seems to be floating in the air above the roof tiles.

You know, because of his tall stature, strong qi and blood, and the density of his muscles and bones is also very different from that of ordinary people. Meng Zhao's body weight is at least 150 kilograms. One can imagine how advanced his cultivation has reached.

"Huh? He is actually practicing martial arts. He is diligent enough. I don't know how much strength this guy Zhou Gushan has hidden."

Although Meng Zhao hasn't really touched all the secrets of the Zhou family, but through him, he understands and discovers that the water in the Zhou family is definitely very deep, and Zhou Gushan is definitely a character with a dark belly. Draw an equal sign with the image he has shown in the past.

Meng Zhao didn't lift the tiles of the roof and peep inside like the TV show said, but with a thought, he released Xiaolong Xiaojiu hidden in his waist, and let it use its magical powers to shrink it further. own body.

Meng Zhao's palm approached a tile silently, and then he cut it with his true energy and swallowed it into his palm. At almost the same time, Jiaolong Xiaojiu coiled around his body, blocking the gap, and looked down. .

As Meng Zhao, who has concluded a spiritual contract, spiritual cultivation, and spiritual realm, is extremely advanced, at this time, he puts out [-]% of his mind and attaches himself to Jiaolong Xiaojiu, using his eyes to spy on the scene of the study below.

The eyes of Jiaolong are his eyes, like a shared perspective, which is not comparable to ordinary secret arts.

Of course, this is not something that ordinary people can do, and too many restrictive conditions need to be met.

For example, it is necessary to truly conclude a spiritual contract. The power of the soul must surpass one's own spirit beast, and an almost harsh tacit understanding must be reached between the two. There are even countless requirements for the spirit beast itself.

"Sure enough, this week, Gu Shan's skill is excellent. He uses the hidden method on weekdays and gathers his breath. Only then does his martial arts show mediocrity. His real strength may be comparable to a strong opponent like Niu Dali, and he is not much weaker. .”

It was late at night at this time, and Zhou Gushan was practicing routinely in the study in the depths of his mansion, without any threat, and of course he would not hide his breath, so what level he was, with Meng Zhao's ability, he could tell at a glance Eighty-eight.

As for the specific combat power, even with such a master, Meng Zhao couldn't come to a conclusion like a machine scan.

Warriors, their own strength is strength, realm is realm, and combat power is combat power, and they should not be confused.

Take Zhou Gushan as an example, his skill level should be similar to Niu Dali's, and he belongs to the same level of master, but in a fight, it is absolutely impossible to be a tie, there must be strong and weak.

As for who can win and who can lose, it is difficult for Meng Zhao to see even if his skill is more refined, unless he directly breaks through the innate limit and enters the master level, maybe he can have this ability.

Not only that, but with the help of Jiaolong Xiaojiu Shuangtong's gaze, Meng Zhao could also see that what Zhou Gushan practiced this week did not seem to be the Great Subduing Demon Fist, but an equally profound Buddhist stunt.

Meng Zhao, who seemed to be floating on the ridge of the roof, felt his mind move, and the sea of ​​consciousness was silent. A mysterious force emerged from his blood, and in an instant, fine dragon scales of true energy appeared in his ears, causing him to suddenly increase his hearing. .

The whispers that were originally murmured softly, now turned into a voice like Hong Zhong Da Lu echoing in his ears.

"Nangmasti, Sati, Susti, Sarti, Kara, Rao, Yajuan, Sanmasili, Ajama, Sati, Saha..."

Over and over again, going back and forth endlessly, it was like bodhisattvas, arhats, chanting mantras in his ears, once causing Meng Zhao's sea of ​​consciousness to flood with a sea of ​​bitterness, sparkling with colorful colors, ups and downs like tides.

More importantly, this Buddhist mantra seems to have induced the power of the crape myrtle stars locked in Meng Zhao's sea of ​​knowledge by the God of Zhaotian. Pulling shaking, irritated, roaring, wanting to break free from this shackle, blooming the supreme power that belongs to the Lord of the Stars, the Emperor of the Stars.

Fortunately, in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, there is also a very mysterious Mirror of Zhaotian. At this time, the colorful light is shining, not only annihilating all the Buddhist voices that triggered the changes in Meng Zhao's Sea of ​​Consciousness, but also repressing and blocking the source of Ziwei stars, so that there is no The slightest power leaked out.

"Hiss, what a powerful Buddha mantra, could it be that this is the three-cross demon-subduing mantra produced by dismantling Fudo Mingwang Mahamudra?"

How unpredictable is Meng Zhao's martial arts state, but after hearing it, he has already guessed the origin of this secret spell.

In fact, this spell itself has no special power. It is only under the blessing of the unique method of visualization, the power of true energy circulation, and the blessing of mantra and handprint kung fu that it manifests a terrifying and strange thing.

For demons and heretics, I am afraid it really has a lot of restraint.

"The secret mantra is the great mantra for subjugating demons, so his body-refining method, could it be Fudo Ming King Body?"