Zhou Qilang looked at it intently, and his heart was turbulent, the middle-aged man in front of him turned out to be a spirit beast!

Listening to the words of the little brother who has quit sex, the ancestors of this temple tiger are extremely high, and their strength has actually reached the eighth-layer realm of Yuanying, and they are impacting the nine-layer realm of Yuanying at the bottom of this cliff!

Zhou Qilang glanced at the Xuanqing host, he made a move, stretched out his thin arm, rippling out a surging spiritual breath, just one hand floated, the monk's robe swayed, the thin palm turned into endless divine aura, and a circle of Buddha light shrouded the tiger ancestor on the platform.

Tiger Ancestor's face was struggling at the moment, and the phantom of a golden tiger behind him was sometimes condensed and faint, as if he was struggling in a prison.

"Concentrate!" presided over Xuanqing muttered in a low voice.

Zhou Qilang only felt that the sea of dantian qi was almost surging unstable, and the chaotic aura of the Tiger Ancestor on the Dao platform turned flat in an instant, the golden aura circulated around his body, and the golden tiger phantom behind him was also settled down a lot in an instant.

Zhou Qilang didn't dare to come out, holding his breath and concentrating, for fear of disturbing the mood of the middle-aged man on the platform. Because when the monk breaks the level, the more the big realm breaks, the more a quiet environment is needed, and he must not be sloppy at all, otherwise it will affect the mind and disturb the spiritual breath.

"Return to the original heart, collect the sea of qi, condense the spirit and resist the qi, level the eighty-two veins around the body, and sink the spirit of the sea"

The murmuring of the Buddha's chant rumbled at the bottom of the cliff, and on the cyan platform, golden mysterious words appeared out of thin air, circling around the tiger ancestor in it, and the golden light illuminated the bottom of the cliff.

Zhou Qilang's eyes widened, and those small golden words were the size of a fist, obscure, circling around, with the rumbling sound.

"This is the Fuhu Jue, a rare high-grade exercise [Fuhu Jue]?" Zhou Qilang frowned, and a "Fuhu Jue" appeared in his mind, which was exactly the same as those golden words in the air, but seemed to be more detailed than that.

"Oops! Uncle Shi's Fuhu Recipe is flawed, and he can't concentrate his energy!" The little senior brother who quit color saw at a glance that the seal made of small golden characters was missing, and looked at the Xuanqing Host who was also discolored over there with worry.

"Hey" Host Xuanqing shook his head slightly, as if he could see that today's old guy was going to break through and fail again, this is the fifth time, and every time he will fail because of the lack of "Fuhu Jue".

"Give up, old man. The host of Xuanqing said in a low voice, raising his hand to fluctuate at will, and those small golden characters that appeared were like mist in an instant.

"No! This time I must forcibly break through!" On the platform, the rather tough voice seemed to be making a final struggle, a heart that refused to admit defeat, and wanted to fight with the heavens and the earth!

"Uncle Shi, if you go on like this, not only will you not succeed, but you may also fall into the realm!" Jiese shouted anxiously, running over and grabbing the hem of Shizun's clothes and asking him to forcibly stop him.

Host Xuanqing thought about it, and finally sighed helplessly, he couldn't lose his old buddy, so he was ready to raise his hand to interfere and forcibly pull him out of the broken realm.

"Wait" Zhou Qilang suddenly raised his voice, looking at the middle-aged man on the Xuanqing host and the Taoist platform quite hesitantly, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I know the complete "Fuhu Jue". ”

He looked at Senior Brother Xiaoqi suspiciously, opened his mouth, thinking that Senior Brother Xiaoqi was joking, he had never heard of a complete "Fuhu Jue" in the world, and even Shizun personally went out of the mountain to find it, which took a year and a half, and traveled all over the Central Plains, but he never found it

"Quit empty. Xuanqing presided over Gujing Wubo and looked at Zhou Qilang without waves, and a pair of chaotic eyes flashed in the sea.

Zhou Qilang nodded, and then looked at the Tiger Ancestor who was also looking at him on the stage, at this moment he seemed to be in great torment, the spiritual power around his body began to be chaotic, and the meridians began to reverse.

"Hug Tian Shouyi, sink into the Danhai, concentrate on the foundation, rush to the sky, turn left to the yang point"

Zhou Qilang's heart moved, and the mantra in his heart continued to pass into the heart of the Tiger Ancestor on the platform, the Tiger Ancestor was trembling, he didn't expect such a young junior in front of him, a little doll with three layers of condensation would actually recite such a rare trick as "Fu Hu Jue", there was still a trace of doubt, but I didn't expect that the "Fu Hu Jue" that was constantly included in the heart was seven or eight points similar!

The Tiger Ancestor is magnificent, and he guides the aura according to the mantra when he lands

"Hug Tian Shouyi, sink into the Danhai, and concentrate on the foundation"

The golden tiger phantom behind the Tiger Ancestor slowly dissipated the manic aura, became peaceful and solid, lying in the air, even if there was no flowing aura on the body, but the people present looked at it, and they knew that it was transforming and sublimating!

With the passage of time, the aura of the Tiger Ancestor on the platform reached its peak, and he suddenly kicked the platform, and the whole person rose into the air, and an explosive aura instantly penetrated the sky, disappearing into the night sky with a golden figure.

"Wow, where are you going, uncle?" Jie Se pointed to the golden phantom that dissipated above his head, and opened his mouth wide in disbelief.

"Nan Wu Amitabha, it seems to be a success. The presiding officer of Xuanqing held the Buddha ceremony in his hand, and at a glance, he seemed to see through the dark night sky.

"Senior Brother Xiaoqi~~" Suddenly, Jiese jumped behind Zhou Qilang and slapped his waist violently, looking at him with a smile.

Zhou Qilang's goosebumps rose suddenly, looking at the face that was clearly very immature, but at the moment it was a little evil.

"Hehe, it turns out that Senior Brother Xiaoqi has a lot of background. The little brother of the ring color hugged his arms and pinched his chin, and paced around Zhou Qilang at a height of half a person.

"Is there any complete exercise, send me a few, for the sake of me giving you Ling'er fruit. Suddenly, he rushed over, grabbed the hem of Zhou Qilang's monk's robe, and stared at Zhou Qilang with big eyes.

Zhou Qilang suddenly had a headache, forgetting that this little guy was an insatiable nasty ghost.

"No more. Zhou Qilang simply pursed his lips and spread his hands.

"Impossible!" The little brother didn't believe it, so he grabbed the hem of Zhou Qilang's clothes and pulled it desperately.

"Quit sex, don't mess around. Xuanqing presided over the peaceful and blameful words at this time, with a little doting, and looked at the nonsense with a slight smile.

"Hmph, old monk, don't do your business. Ring color directly crossed his waist and shouted with his smooth head shell.

Zhou Qilang was surprised, this little brother is really a child, even the host of a temple dares to raise his eyebrows and shout directly.

"Quit empty, quit sex is just this stubborn temperament, don't be surprised. The host of Xuanqing raised his eyes slightly.

"Master, you know. Zhou Qilang clasped his hands together.

The rest of his stomach was sulking, staring at Zhou Qilang with big eyes, and Zhou Qilang was hairy, this little guy was probably going to lie to himself.

"Master, the disciple has something unclear, and I don't know whether to ask or not. Zhou Qilang secretly made up his mind, and lowered his eyebrows.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. Xuanqing presided over a wisp of beard and smiled, as if he could see Zhou Qilang's thoughts.

"Why do you want to bring your disciples into the temple?" Zhou Qilang asked in a low voice, looking a little hesitant.

"Amitabha, some things are in the past and in the past, empty yourself. Buddhism pays attention to fate, why should you care about the cause when you enter the temple. "Xuanqing presided over the bright way of Buddhism, and his eyes occasionally showed essence.

"There are some things that I can't let go of in this life. Zhou Qilang said in a low voice, clenching his fists, his eyes showing hatred.

"Quit Se, take your junior brother back to the temple first, and go to the main hall at night, has the "Rulai Sutra" been copied?" the Xuanqing host shook his head slightly, and then looked down at the sulking precept over there.

"Ah! still want to copy?" he raised his throat when he heard the sad words, and his whole face turned green, he had been copying the "Rulai True Scripture" for half a month, and he had not finished copying it yet, and he was miserable.

Every day in the main hall of the green lamp ancient Buddha accompanied, copying a few thick volumes of "Rulai Zhenjing", it seems that the copy can never be finished, the oil lamp is exhausted, the true scripture is still the same, thinking of this, the precept color shivered.

"Let's go, Senior Brother Xiaoqi. Ring Se pulled a grimace and stuck out his tongue, and with a dazed Zhou Qilang, he followed the stone stairs carved out of the cliff wall to the cliff wall.

Zhou Qilang followed behind the little senior brother in front of him, still thinking in his heart, Yuan Ying Ninth Layer!

Xuanqing presided over a person who stayed at the bottom of the cliff, raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Qilang's back with a little sadness, "Hey, this kid is too obsessed, not my Buddha, I'm afraid something will happen."

Out of the back mountain, to the meditation room, the ring color left early, and went to the main hall with a few long hatreds.

Zhou Qilang was lying on his side on the bed, he was not interested in the strength of the monk's realm before, but now he desperately longed for power, longing for the kind of power that could destroy the world with a gesture.

"Hey, I've all died once, and I still care about these trivial things. Now I have only one goal, to constantly improve my strength!" Zhou Qilang secretly made up his mind, so he got up and began to meditate.

It suddenly occurred to him that he seemed to be able to practice a kind of exercise, the one that had always attracted him, an exercise that belonged to the epic realm, the Dragon Binding Hand!

The dragon binding hand was discovered by Zhou Qilang by chance in the family collection pavilion, and he had a strong interest in it at that time, but he had never practiced it, and only chose to practice the Yunjian step, because it belonged to a rare medium-grade exercise, and it was easy to practice.

And for the dragon binding, it is an epic realm exercise!

How many epic realm exercises can be found in the vast and vast Longyang Empire?! Even if it was the former Tianquan Villa, I am afraid that I would not be able to find ten epic exercises!

Epic exercises, that is the exercises that make all the monks red-eyed, are exercises that will cost their lives to fight for! If you let people know that Zhou Qilang has a variety of exercise secrets, and none of them are mortal, you can imagine Zhou Qilang's situation in the future!

Therefore, he must practice several exercises that can support his body as soon as possible, and he can win surprisingly in battles with others!

The exercises of the epic realm have unfathomable power, and it is rumored that if you have the power of the epic realm exercises, you can shatter the void and move mountains and reclaim the sea.

The level of the exercises can crush the opponent!