It's not that Qi Mushi hasn't seen innate divine power, but she has never seen such a god.

She had heard of the reputation of the Yuanjie monk, and she was also a master, and even she might not dare to say that she could win, and now she ......

She couldn't help but turn her head and looked at Song Yan's right arm, which was not very thick and didn't have many muscles, and was even slightly thin, which was consistent with the weak scholar written in the information.

"This guy is still human, isn't it some ancient monster in shape?"

Qi Mushi complained silently in her heart, and Song Yan was already a tiger into the flock, so she directly picked up the little bronze monk next to her and used him as a weapon to run into the crowd.

The little monk is the weakest member of the bronze people, and not long after entering the innate realm, he has not even been able to operate his innate true qi freely. At this time, although he resisted desperately, he could not stop Song Yan's "atrocity".

Because no matter whether he punched or high-fived, it was like a stone sinking into the sea on Song Yan's body, and the latter didn't even mean to react.

The Yijin Sutra, a peerless study of the Great Light Temple, is known as the top martial arts in the mortal realm, and of course it is not without reason.

The Yi Jin Sutra can bring about an all-round improvement in physique, strength, flexibility, etc., even the most important internal breath true qi of mortal martial artists, and the growth process is peaceful and stable.

And because the first nine layers of the Yijin Sutra are easy to get started, they are even more regarded as divine objects by the folk people in the rivers and lakes, because the progress in the early stage of practicing this martial art is extremely fast, and it is incredibly fast.

Even an ordinary person, after going through the easy tendon cleansing of this martial art, may be able to complete the first nine layers in a short period of time and directly enter the apex of the day after tomorrow.

It's just that the latter nine are ten times more difficult than the previous ones, and many martial artists will almost collapse, and probably only the ascetics of the Great Bright Temple will be able to persevere.

Of course, these are not a problem for Song Yan, who is level 99 of the Yijin Sutra, he first tested his strength with the Yuanjie monk, and immediately understood his current level, but he gathered a little strength later.

He carried the little monk as a weapon, waved away a few bronze men who did not dare to shoot with all his strength, and then punched a nearby monk.

This punch hit the opponent's shoulder blade, directly knocking the shoulder bone to pieces, the bronze man suddenly snorted, pressed his shoulder and took a few steps back, but Song Yan was unforgiving, and he knocked it down with another sweeping leg.

In order for the Pure Root Monk to successfully break through the Bronze Man Alley, what Song Yan has to do is actually very simple, that is, to put down all the eighteen bronze men in this round!

As long as no one can stand up, won't Bronze Man Alley be broken?

Of course, Song Yan still kept his hand, although these injuries were not light, they would not hurt people's lives. With the physical fitness of these bald donkeys, they can lie down for ten days and half a month at most.

After all, the Great Light Temple is a holy place for Buddhism, not in the world, not to mention the Arhat equivalent to the Shenhai Grandmaster in the temple, there are several Bodhisattvas in the Divine Void Realm. Song Yan didn't want to try the level 99 Yijin Sutra, whether he could fight against the gods and Buddhas of the heavens.

Even these warrior monks of the innate realm in front of them could be said to be powerless in the face of Song Yan's dimensionality reduction attack.

It only took a moment to fall to the ground one after another, but the most seriously injured was the Yuanjie monk who came forward at the beginning, one of his arms was almost completely broken, and he needed a long time to recuperate.

"Senior brother, let's go. Song Yan came back and patted Monk Jinggen on the shoulder, and said.

Monk Jinggen never thought that his junior brother could fight so well, so at this time, he could only follow Song Yan cautiously while talking out, and he also had to pay attention not to step on the bronze people who fell into a piece.

It wasn't until he walked out of the Bronze Man Alley that Song Yan picked up a bronze man, who was the original little monk.

"Senior Brother Clearance, you do this...... Unruly. The little monk was obviously still not convinced, although he was also broken a leg, he still said with his head pinched.

Song Yan just smiled and patted the little monk's bald head: "Those big monks in the temple know, otherwise they would have come out and arrested me back...... Bring a message to the bald donkey of the earth for me, no one will bring him wine in the future, let him find a way to overcome it himself. ”

"Ah, send wine, Chensheng Ancestor......" The little monk looked at Song Yan in a daze, feeling as if something had broken.

......

Out of the Great Guangming Temple, Song Yan first went back to Xiaozhong Mountain and disbanded the Hongwen Academy, and poor Song Zhixing was forced to leave after only getting half of the Yijin Sutra.

Then Song Yan and his entourage got into the carriage and slowly drove away from the north.

At this time, the north is still full of wind and snow, and the three of them don't hire a coachman, so they take turns driving forward - Jinggen and Qi Mushi take turns.

Song Yan has always been lazy, Qi Mushi refused to hire someone on the grounds of secrecy, and refused to use the manpower of the local six doors, so she would take care of Song Yan's drive.

"Master Chensheng is the idol of many disciples, gentle as jade, graceful, and entered the Arhat realm nine years ago...... Oh, it's the Divine Sea Realm that your martial cultivators said. Monk Jinggen drove while chatting with Qi Mushi next to him.

"When the junior brother left the Great Light Temple, he was sent away by the ancestor of Chensheng. At that time, the junior brother took the Yijin Sutra every day and went out to find someone to exchange martial arts......"

Qi Mushi is not very old, and she doesn't know so much about the characters of the older generation, so she tries to talk from the pure root monk.

And Jinggen is an honest person, he doesn't even need to set it at all, he just answers whatever he asks.

"So, that earthly master has an enmity with Mr. Song? Then he specially explained before leaving......

"Of course it's a lie. Monk Jinggen said with a smile, "Senior brother is often like this, he has to say it every time he goes back to the temple, anyway, the ancestor of the earthly life will not come out to defend it." ”

The corners of Qi Mushi's mouth twitched slightly, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and asked, "How did he introduce me to you?"

Monk Jinggen looked at her suspiciously: "He said that you are a childhood sweetheart from his hometown, and you came thousands of miles to find a husband." Senior brother, he was originally a monk, but in the end he was moved by your true feelings...... Sure enough, although the junior brother usually loves to lie, he is still a kind-hearted person. ”

“......”

......

After two days and two nights in the snow, passing only a remote town, the three of them took a brief rest and got back on the road.

Then spent the night in the snow, and waited until the early morning of the third day, the towering and solemn city wall finally appeared in front of the three of them, this is the border city of the Great Zhou in the north, and also one of the most important northern towns, Qinning.

Even the name Jiuqin Province comes from the two cities of Jiujiang and Qinning, both of which ensured the rule of the Great Zhou in the north.

"Finally home!" Monk Jinggen exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the cold air hit his face, making him feel a little uplifted.

He left home at the age of fourteen to study in the Great Guangming Temple, but before that he was only a lay disciple of the outer hall of the Luohan Hall, until half a year ago, he entered with Song Yan and was given the Dharma name.

Now I haven't been home for more than seven years, and I'm a little excited.

Qi Mushi got out of the carriage, the true qi in her body surged, evaporating the ice slag in her hair, her expression was still as cold as ever, but it seemed to be colder at this time.

In the end, Song Yan stepped out of the carriage, with his amazing physique, this bit of wind and snow could not have an impact at all, and he even slept soundly in the carriage.

Song Yan yawned, and then turned his head to look at Qi Mushi: "What are you looking at?"

But the latter was staring at a certain position on the city wall, refusing to look away.

Hearing Song Yan's words, even the Jinggen monk noticed her abnormal movements, and couldn't help but turn back with doubts on his face, but Qi Mushi said in a deep voice: "Do you see that mark?"

Song Yan and the others followed her gaze, but found that there was a small strange symbol in a corner under the city wall, which could easily be ignored if it was not specially observed.

"What is this?" said the Pure Root Monk.

"It's a cipher mark. "Qi Mushi's face is not very good-looking," one of the Three Demon Sects, the mark of the Xianyin Sect. ”