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At that time, the palm shadows will be shot out almost at the same time, which is equivalent to the superposition of palm power, how can the power be weak?

It is the freedom of the body and the relaxation of the mind, so once the Mahamudra is cast, all the physical strength, cultivation and spirit will be drawn, and there will be no desires or desires.

Or rather, that's the price I paid for my escape.

The most terrifying thing about this big mudra is the palm shadow in the sky.

Nine is the extreme, the so-called emperor of the ninety-five world, the son of the ninety-nine heavens. The emperor of the mortal world, holding life and death in his hands, following his words, thinking of heaven and hell, dare not be disrespectful when he comes and goes, if the sky does not accept him, who dares to accept it?

Therefore, this is also the true meaning of the Ninety-Five Mudras, Wuji!

There is no limit to the big mudra, the higher the cultivation, the more condensed palm shadows, and the stronger the superimposed power.

However, everything is not absolute, although the Great Mudra will drain all the power, but the wonderful thing is that after the monk reaches the fifth level of Qi training, the one hundred and eight acupoints around the body can gather the aura, when the aura in the body is exhausted, in a thought, the aura stored in the acupoints around the body will pour into the body.

Originally, Shen Qiansan could leave freely, but first, he didn't know that the big handprint was so terrifying, and secondly, in the end, he wanted to pretend to be better.

After burning Li Quanxiang's brain, if he doesn't take back the separated samadhi true fire, Li Quanxiang will inevitably burn not even the slag.

But he finally got rid of this annoying guy, and he felt that he had suffered a loss if he didn't pretend to force himself.

So he used the aura gathered by the hundred orifices to control the samadhi true fire to burn away the brains of the powerful ministers, and then took back the separated samadhi true fire in one fell swoop.

Such a back and forth, he was in mid-air at the time, and he needed to constantly consume the Gang Qi, and even in the end, he wanted to cast the Ruyi Seal and leave in style, the clinker had just burst out a few feet, the aura was exhausted, and an upside-down onion was pierced in mid-air.

Fortunately, the golden-winged eagle coveted his temperament and had been wandering around, and if he had seen him fall and quickly snatch him away, he would probably be surrounded by people again.

His eyelids moved, Shen Qiansan opened his eyes, what he smelled in his nose was the smell of feathers, and what he saw in front of him was the dark twilight, and he immediately knew that it was on the back of the golden-winged eagle.

But his body was like being hollowed out, and he didn't bother to move, let alone lift up.

"Are you awake?" suddenly a voice came from beside him.

Shen Qiansan trembled and stood up suddenly.

When he turned his head, he saw an old man sitting there cross-legged, looking at him with a smile.

"Who are you?" Shen Qiansan glared at the old man, and did not panic, if people wanted to kill him, it was estimated that they would have killed him a long time ago, and they still had to wait for him to wake up?

"The exercises you practice are so strange, your breathing is intermittent, your internal breath is also intermittent, and what's even more strange is that the Zhou Tian cycle in your body is soft and follows the rhythm of breathing, and every breath and breath is a Zhou Tian, what kind of exercise is this? It's amazing!" The old man looked at Shen Qiansan in surprise with a puzzled expression.

Shen Qiansan stared at it for a while, then suddenly lay down and crossed Erlang's legs to sleep.

"Hey, little one, don't you have good eyes, can't you see me?" cried the old man speechlessly.

But he heard Shen Qiansan say lazily: "Old man, don't you have good ears?

"Oh... Hahaha, interesting, you kid is so funny!" The old man laughed, "Well, you have such a magical technique, and the real fire in your body is abnormal, and your cultivation is in the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, if you master a secret method, you do have the ability to kill Li Quanxiang, it seems that they all guessed wrong!"

Shen Qiansan was shocked, "What did you do to me?"

He didn't believe that the old man could see so much at a glance, especially the samadhi fire in his body.

"Uh... Everything that needs to be done has been done!" the old man was stunned, he just took advantage of Ji Yun's coma to investigate the situation in Ji Yun's body.

"Damn, you old broken sleeve!" Shen Qiansan jumped up, frightened that the wings of the golden-winged eagle were out of order, and he turned his head in the air.

Shen Qiansan stabilized his figure, but when he saw the old man, he suddenly gasped.

The old man was still cross-legged, but he was still flying with the golden-winged eagle in mid-air, and by the time the golden-winged eagle turned around, he had already sat back in the same place.

"Say, what are you looking for me? Alchemy?" Shen Qiansan's luck psychology completely disappeared, and he sat down and asked.

"Yes and no!" the old man smiled, "Cooperation!"

Shen Qiansan couldn't see this kind of old immortal appearance with a wise pearl in his hands, and snorted: "Don't talk about it!"

The old man ignored him: "My name is Nangong Remnant Yang!"

Shen Qiansan pouted: "My name is still Shen Dusk!"

The old man's face finally changed somewhat, but that change... It's like the frustration that Shen Qiansan is in because he doesn't know his name.

Shen Qiansan really didn't know.

"I'm the deputy hall master of the Danqing Hall at the peak of the Cedar Sect's Divine Pattern Peak, can't you guess my cooperation with you?" Nangong Remnant Yang looked at Shen Qiansan with a mocking face.

At first glance, when he heard that this person was from the Cedar Sect, Shen Qiansan's heart tightened, but when he heard that this person was from the Divine Pattern Peak, Shen Qiansan's heart was racing, and he realized something.

"Let's get straight to the point!" he had roughly guessed.

"I'll teach you the inscription technique, you can refine a certain amount of pills for us for free, and we can cooperate permanently in the later stage!"

Shen Qiansan's heart was moved, he was worried that he had no way to learn the inscription technique, and he was about to change his appearance and sneak into the Dragon Pattern Academy to learn the inscription technique, but he didn't expect the other party to come to the door first.

"You guys are empty gloves white wolves, what is a certain number, what is the level, and what should the grade be? There are also refining materials, alchemy spirit plants, who will come out?"

"Let's go out! You are only responsible for refining the alchemy tool!" Nangong Remnant Yang immediately said, "But what pill to refine, what magic weapon to refine, it's up to us to decide!"

Shen Qiansan was silent for a long time, and then suddenly asked, "Why did you choose me?" I think the Cedar Sect should also have an alchemy master or a refining master, right?

"Do you think the grandmaster is a cabbage?" Nangong Remnantyang's face darkened.

"But Shui Huainan said that there are a lot of grandmasters!"

Nangong Remnant Yang was full of spirits, that was angry.

"You... You... Damn, do you think the Cedar Sect can be compared with the Shui Family? A branch vein on Youshen Mountain, a grandmaster who can find a slap in the face is already in the sky, what are you doing!" Nangong Remnant Yang said angrily, "There is the Cedar Sect, but there are only two, and the remaining two are all guests, people can practice if they want to, and no one can help anyone if they don't want to refine!"

"What? only... Only four?" After all, Shen Qiansan was reborn with the memories of the alchemist and the refiner, and the attainment of the alchemy refiner was taken from a shortcut, so he couldn't appreciate the rarity of the grandmaster.