With doubts, Xu Yi crossed the hillside.

The quaint bluestone road spreads into the distance, and I don’t know where the end is.

After leaving for a moment, Xu Yi stopped.

In front of you is a broken Taoist temple.

"How can Buddha and Taoism be together?"

As soon as you step in, your breath changes.

The Zen meaning in the sky disappeared without a trace.

What followed was a mysterious aura.

road!

A bright word clearly appeared in Xu Yi's mind.

Buddhism practices Zen, Taoism practices Taoism mind.

The moment Xu Yi stepped into the Taoist temple, even his own steps seemed to contain some kind of Taoist rhyme.

Inexplicably, Xu Yi closed his eyes and slowed down, one step, one pause, one step, one stop.

On the open space, a round of yin and yang fish map seemed to be flowing slowly.

Xu Yi fell into a state of chaos.

He slowly raised his hand and performed Tai Chi.

With one breath and one breath, hold your hands round.

The Tai Chi diagram is placed between Xu Yi's hands and printed everything into black and white.

Baiyi taught Xu Yi the true meaning of Tai Chi before.

But Xu Yi was too murderous to understand.

At this moment, in this unpredictable chaotic state, he was thoroughly integrated.

The true meaning of Tai Chi, which had been lost for thousands of years, reappeared in Xu Yi's hands.

After a set of Tai Chi techniques was finished, when Xu Yi pressed his hands down, the phantom reappeared and he practiced with a gun.

Xu Yi had no gun in his hand, and he held it empty-handedly, dancing with the phantom.

When it finally pierced out, a dazzling spear light soared into the sky and turned into a golden dragon shadow, winding upwards and sank into the clouds.

Ancestral Dragon Spear Technique, the third level!

Everything comes to peace.

When Xu Yi opened his eyes, his breath had become out of the dust and transcendent, just like a Taoist master.

Facing the center of the Taoist temple, Xu Yi slowly saluted the half-incomplete Taoist ancestor sculpture.

In an instant, Xu Yi's breath changed again.

Some are domineering and some are majestic, full of blood evil and killing.

"Xu Yi thanked me for the Zen meaning and Taoist heart, but that was not my way." Xu Yi said lightly.

The Taoist rhyme disappears without a trace.

Xu Yi strides forward, looking for the answer he wants.

The entire Taoist temple is like a temple, and there is nothing useful to refer to.

Xu Yi strode towards the back door of the Taoist temple.
Chapter completed!