I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Chapter 110
However, Xie Que thought to himself that he had not fully used it until he entered the Martial Saint.

Whether he was sparring with his uncle or fighting with the monks from Shuiyue Zen Temple, he had yet to show his full strength.

It's just a sparring match with my uncle. You just have to go as far as you can. At most, it's just a broken rib and a waist.

Just rest for a few days.

Although it was a life-and-death struggle with the monks from Shuiyue Chanyuan.

But Xie Que was also afraid that those monks might have some secret escape method, so he didn't dare to use his means fully.

Xie Que fully stretched out his four-meter-tall figure, and the map of mountains, rivers, and country on his back began to faintly make a sound of dragon roar.

With a thought, the Three-Layer Whale Hong Jue was launched instantly.

After taking in a breath like a whale, Xie Que's chest became swollen.

Stimulated by the thousands of waves of energy, countless solid muscles and veins began to surge all over Xie Que's body.

The Heavenly Lock of Gangqi roamed within Xie Que's body, and he began to stimulate his second heart.

The still heart in the right chest actually began to beat slightly, releasing hot energy and blood.

The power of twenty continents.

21 Lu Zhili.

……

Not only Xie Que's physical body, but also the tattoo on his back has swallowed a huge amount of energy and blood.

In the end, Xie Que's Qi and blood power stayed at 25 Lu Zhili.

There is still some distance from the limit of this body.

But it's not far behind, and it's enough to eat meat for a few days.

Xie Que exhaled, and the strong air flow instantly caused an air explosion in front of him, which actually shattered the solid stone bench more than three meters away.

He imitated the tail strike style and shot it with one palm strike.

The strong wind from the palm instantly broke the thick hemp rope used to dry clothes in front of the house.

Xie Que turned his neck, and there was a crackling bone sound.

He was quite satisfied with this power.

As for the next step, Xie Que gradually had an idea in his heart.

Since he was able to practice so many techniques when he was a martial arts master.

Then when you reach the Martial Saint level, you don't necessarily only need to cultivate a spirit.

According to Xie Que's contact with the young monk over the past hundred years.

He is extremely familiar with the "Ten Metaphors of Visualization Secrets" which is the correct way to enter the Taoism in Shuiyue Chanyuan.

In addition, Xie Que had just obtained the memory of the moon-robed monk, and also learned about Feng Zidu's optimization of this technique over the past thousand years.

The so-called ten metaphors refer to the ten "divine forms".

This is similar to the shadow transformed by martial arts will.

According to the Buddhist scriptures, when the ten metaphors are born together, all kinds of thoughts can be realized easily, and there will be no worries.

It's just that Xie Que hasn't dabbled much in other things except the Whale-killing Universe Dao.

And it doesn’t necessarily require a specific martial arts.

Just let Xie Que realize its "form" and "spirit".

This is the advantage of martial arts wizards.

But this doesn't bother him.

Xie Que began to recall the situation when he fought with Garuda that day.

In his days as an orca, this was the first time Xie Que fought in close combat with others.

The tyranny of Nagaruro's body is second to none that Xie Que has ever seen.

Even the great demon of the nine-fold thunder tribulation is far less sturdy than Garuda's body.

Using the Flying Goose Skill, Xie Que traveled across the forest and began to regard himself as a divine bird.

Eat, drink and sleep on trees.

As for pulling?
With the entry of Qi and Blood Oven, Xie Que didn't miss it.

Less than a day later, Xie Que heard a shocking vibration near Xiaochegou again.

But not long after, there were repeated screams.

With the sound of horseshoes, the villagers who were more than ten miles away from Xiaochegou were forced to move, even Xie Que was not surprised.

The Xuanjia Army completely blocked this tributary water area.

But Xie Que has a solution.

As long as Wu Chou covers his face, he can easily sneak into it.

He hid among the treetops three miles away from the dragon's coffin, watching from a distance.

For Xie Que, he was eager to kill some people, and even the more people died, the better.

In the second half of the night, even Zhenmensi seemed to be forced to mobilize his troops.

Xie Que could still see a look of extreme reluctance on Master Nan Guang's face.

Regardless of the secret sect of Zen, both of them put on a posture and recited their scriptures face to face on both sides of the river bank.

Xie Que even saw the figure of He Guangguan in it.

The Taoist priests seemed to be forced to work and were trapped in a very small corner. Three or five Taoist priests were also sitting cross-legged, with the altar they had erected in front of them.

Before dawn, the Xuanjia army had already cleared away all the tree trunks on both sides of the road.

Xie Que originally thought it would be a large magic weapon or something.

But unexpectedly, what caught his eyes was an eight-carriage sedan chair.

Eight thin, bare-chested toutuos serve as bearers.

Dragons and snakes are swaying on the sedan body, accompanied by gold threads and jade, which looks extremely luxurious.

But what surprised Xie Que was that he could feel the powerful auras of the eight bearers, who were obviously in the realm of real Taoists.

A Taoist master can already be called a real person.

No matter where he is placed, he is a person of high status.

Would such a person be willing to carry a sedan chair for others?
Xie Que couldn't help being surprised.

As for the breath of the people in the sedan, Xie Que seemed to be obscured by something and couldn't feel it at all.

What the hell is this guy from?The cards are so big?
If he died in this water, it must be good!
Xie Que began to look forward to it.

Before the big sedan chair arrived, people from the Xuanjia Army took the initiative to greet him.

"Your Highness!" Everyone knelt down and saluted.

Even the martial arts master in the Xuanjia Army knelt down without exception.

At this time, the car curtain was raised, and the person in the car came out of his own initiative.

Unexpectedly, a woman dressed as a nun walked out of it.

He was wearing a sea-blue Buddhist robe with a wide waist and wide sleeves, and his waist-length white hair fell behind him.

The face was covered with tulle, like a cloud of mist, making it difficult for people to see the face.

This couldn't help but make Xie Que a little curious.

Could this be some member of the royal family who has escaped into Buddhism?

In Xie Que's eyes, this nun is just an ordinary person, she can't feel any yin or other aura.

But Xie Que knew that this person would not be so simple.

When the nun walked to the side of the ditch, the monks and priests around her also stopped their movements.

They saluted one after another: "Master Sanxian."

Master Sanxian nodded slightly, and looked at the dragon coffin floating in mid-air.

At this time, the sky was hazy, and the sky was full of stars.

She looked up at the sky again, and sighed:
"Northern Dragon Star, Dragon Soaring Prajna Sea and Sky."

"Master of Taiwei Moon, Cardinal of the Qizheng of Yueying."

"The ground sends out murderous intent, and the dragon and snake take off to land."

Master Sanxian looked around, and his expression changed from the relaxed one before.

"That evil dragon was really good at making trouble back then. He imprisoned me, the Great Zhou Dragon Qi, and the skin of the evil god."

"Back then, I thought that after the Nie Jiao stole the century-old national fortune, he would use the dragon energy as his opportunity to transform into a dragon."

"But I didn't expect that what this evil dragon wants is not the opportunity to transform into a dragon, but wants me to perish!"

(End of this chapter)