Qingcheng Mountain is a famous mountain with a long history and beautiful scenery in China.

On Qingcheng Mountain, a seemingly ordinary skinny old Taoist had just finished his afternoon exercise. When he was walking into the Taoist temple cafeteria, he suddenly saw a cute Taoist boy running over. [bsp;   "Oh, Xiao Shunzi, what are you running for? Your homework is not over yet." The skinny old Taoist asked with a gentle smile when he saw the Taoist boy.

"Grandpa, there are guests coming to see you." said the Taoist boy.

"Oh, guest?" The thin old man was puzzled. He hadn't been out for more than ten years. Could it be those old friends from the past? He couldn't help but ask, "How old is it?"

"There are big and small." The Taoist boy said with his head, "Grandpa, go quickly. Looking at the smile of the audience, it must be a big shot again."

"Is there big or small?" The thin old Taoist shook his head and didn't want to go, but he couldn't help but feel curious when he heard the Taoist's addition. The master of the temple is not a secular person, and he will not please him when he sees a noble person.

"Well, just go and have a look."

The Skinny Old Path walked into the hall and saw the old Path from Wudang Mountain.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the skinny old Taoist's face: "Oh, why didn't you claim your name earlier? Hehe, who did I think it was?"

"Fellow Daoist, this time the matter is urgent. Please leave with me first. We will explain in detail on the way."

"Oh?" The thin old Taoist did not doubt that he was there. He left the hall with the old Taoist Wudang and said, "If you want to go down the mountain, shouldn't you go northeast? What should you do in the backyard?"

"This..." Pushing open the door, the skinny old Taoist saw five or six fully armed soldiers lined up to salute him, then a helicopter descended, and two men in black suits walked out of it, and said a request to the skinny old Taoist with a smile on his face.

"This..." This is the first time that the thin old Taoist encountered such a situation, and couldn't help but look at the old Taoist Wudang.

"Please come in, let's talk on the way, let's talk on the way." Wudang's old Taoist certainly knew the displeasure in the skinny old Taoist, and accompanied his smile, he pushed and pulled the skinny old Taoist from Qingcheng Mountain onto the helicopter.

Shaoshi Mountain, a tourist holy place, has become the holy place in the hearts of many kung fu fans because of the popularity of kung fu films in the 1990s, especially Shaolin kung fu films.

That afternoon, tourists who were traveling suddenly discovered that many large helicopters had flew over their heads. The airflow brought by the propeller even blew away some of the tourists' hats, causing them to complain. Just as tourists speculated that the purpose of these helicopters was to be with them, many monks ran out and actually drove away the tourists with a horn.

In the backyard of this temple, dozens of special forces landed from seven or eight heavy helicopters and then, under the gaze of the fat host, hit the stone door of the secret room in the back mountain.

"Captain, I still don't open the door." Two special forces reported.

"Implement Plan B and explode this stone door for me!" The calm voice of a middle-aged man came from the communicator.

"Yes!" Two special forces deployed the bomb and left quickly.

"Boom!" As the bomb exploded, the stone gate suddenly shattered. Looking at the affected secret room with cracks, the Shaolin chairperson couldn't help but his eyelids twitched, but he did not dare to speak to stop him.

These are all real special forces in the field army, but they are all a group of war machines that kill without blinking! Moreover, they are not only ordered by the military, but also by the handwriting of the two real people in Wudang Mountain. Although the Shaolin presided over himself is not a cultivator, he has followed the old presided over for so long, and he still knows what position the two people in Wudang Mountain have in the minds of the cultivators.

The stone gate opened and more than a dozen special forces rushed in.

"Cough!" A cough came from the secret room, which turned into a huge wave of wind, and actually pushed out more than a dozen special forces soldiers.

"Crazy." Seeing this, the other soldiers quickly picked up their weapons and pointed them at the door of the secret room.

"No~! Don't!" The host hurriedly walked over when he saw this scene.

"I don't have a chance, why did you get involved in the military?" In the secret room, a bald old man with white eyebrows came out. Although his face was obvious, his body was extremely strong and full of red. He could see that he was in a very good spirit.

The monk was not afraid of the gun, but just turned his attention to the Shaolin host.

"Master, how dare I?" The host said with a wry smile: "They came to you with the handwriting of Wudang Zhenren, but you also know that you have ordered this secret room long ago and we cannot open it."

"So these guys exploded here directly?" The monk smiled and folded his hands together: "That's how I blamed you just now. Well, this is indeed the method of the bull's nose. Judging from your posture, the bull's nose has discovered something big."

"Master Panshi, we are ordered to invite you to board the plane and go to Anhai City!"

"Anhai City? Could it be related to Kunlun?" Monk Panshi was surprised to go to the place he went, nodded, and couldn't help but look forward to meeting the Kunlun monk.

In Anhai City, Lin Yunxuan’s room is located.

After killing several monsters, the magician and qigong master fell into the siege of the monsters. Lin Yunxuan, who did not want to die, canceled their summons. The monsters had no target of hatred and slowly retreated to the range of the magic circle.

Lin Yunxuan went to the hospital again and gave a look at many related reports on Chengpiao Astronomy yesterday.

"Qingcheng, Shaolin, Songshan, Emei..." Lin Yunxuan browsed the web and smiled slightly, "Are you all involved? Real Chinese monks, this time I let me see your background..."

"However, just the reputation of subduing demons and eliminating demons may not make those straitors excited. So, should I add something?" Lin Yunxuan touched his nose and thought for a while, and finally thought up his idea and gently clicked on the game interface and said, "Okay, this is also for my mission, so let's get a little blood!"

"Just let me agree, let me give you some mantras for those strong men who have killed the black tree people or the military!"

What Lin Yunxuan planned to take out was actually the most basic magic meditation technique that was burned on the stone slab near the magician's mentor's room.

This is a meditation technique that is in the vast streets of the game world. It is about the same level as the martial artist's qi training technique, and it is not as fast as the magic technique used by Lin Yunxuan to do experiments for the blonde foreigner. However, this magic meditation technique does not require much to the human body. Even ordinary people or even old men and children can practice it, and it is simple and practical.

However, when placed on the earth, especially in this Dharma-Ending Age, this magic trick can be called a rare treasure. You must know that this is a magic trick that can still make the cultivators feel the long-lost mental power increase in their long-lost environment!
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