It was a ball of extremely explosive energy. After it erupted, it continued to grow like a snowball.

In the end, it turned into a huge mountain.

There are two big characters engraved on the mountain.

Tiangang!

Ye Yanluo smiled helplessly: "After all, she used her tricks. How embarrassing!"

"Haha! What's so embarrassing about this? In this world, only those who are able come first, not to mention she is much older than you, right?" Liu Jie smiled happily, but did not stop holding his hands.

He is in Yungong, one of the inheritances of the Southern Sect of Han Dynasty.

Palm of Tathagata!

This is one of the legendary skills of the Buddhist sect in Han Dynasty, but later due to the disagreement between the Southern Sect and the Northern Sect, it was divided into two parts, with the upper half in the Southern Sect and the lower half in the Northern Sect.

This is the reason why the two martial arts schools in the north and the south are different.

At this time, the six precepts are used in the first form of the Tathagata's divine palm, and the Buddha's light shines everywhere!

That palm really covered the sky and blocked out the sun, as if the whole world was illuminated by Buddha's light and there was no place to hide!

With one palm strike, the mountain was actually held up.

Two existences covering the sky and the sun collided together, and a crazy aura exploded instantly.

A circular wave is released, and then waves of air are transmitted into the distance.

This was just normal. What surprised everyone the most was that after Liu Jie was pressed to the ground, his feet exploded instantly, and countless terrifying energy was released.

The disciples in the distance could see clearly that the hills and trees were all broken and broken, at least far away!

Qin Yuan's heart began to beat again when he saw it, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly suppressed his emotions.

Liujie held the mountain with one hand, while Ye Yanluo looked at Liujie quietly: "Zen Master, I need to ask my grandson before I can make the decision."

"Okay!" Liujie agreed happily. It was obvious that he just wanted to fight Ye Yanluo just now.

Ye Yanluo didn't think much about it, but flew to Qin Yuan's side and looked him up and down: "Let's talk about the bloodline thing when we get back.

Your disciple is being treated by the Six Precepts, and his methods must be higher than yours. You can rest assured of this, and he is also very suitable to teach that kid."

Qin Yuan saw Liujie's strength and had Ye Yanluo's guarantee, so he naturally agreed without hesitation.

Liujie saw Qin Yuan nodding from a long distance away, couldn't help laughing, and then smashed the mountain with one shot.

"Boy, your decision is right!"

Qin Yuan just nodded slightly at Liujie and didn't say much.

Ye Yanluo didn't want to stay here any longer, he was in a hurry to see a friend of his.

Qin Yuan naturally wanted to follow.

The three of them came to a small Zen courtyard together. This courtyard was pitifully small compared to other places. Even the courtyard that Qin Yuan passed by before was much larger than this one.

But there is a kind of tranquility here that is not found outside.

Yes, it is peaceful.

This kind of tranquility was felt by Qin Yuan. He felt that after he walked in here, his whole body was filled with warmth. It was a kind of comfort that came from the heart.

"here it is……"

Qin Yuan looked around curiously.

Ye Yanluo said calmly: "This is the residence of the abbot of Nanzong."

"What!"

Qin Yuan and Liang Sheng both looked at the surrounding scenery in disbelief.

Who would have thought that the abbot would live in such a small place?

"The mountain is not high, but it is famous if it has immortals!" Ye Yanluo said, striding to the door of the only room.

But before he could knock on the door, the door opened automatically: "You three little friends, please come in."

Qin Yuan was startled again when he heard this. Three little friends?

Qin Yuan counted himself and Liang Sheng to confirm that he was two people, and the third one...

Could it be Ye Yanluo?

Sure enough, after Ye Yanluo heard the voice, he immediately said respectfully: "Master Huiming, junior Ye Yanluo wants to see you."

Qin Yuan and Liang Sheng stepped forward together in shock and said respectfully.

"Master Huiming, Qin Yuan would like to see you."

"Master Huiming, Liang Sheng wishes to see you."

"Come in." Master Huiming's voice was very old, which made Qin Yuan feel very comfortable. It seemed to be his father's voice.

After entering the room, the house is even smaller, only about ten square meters.

But what is surprising is that there is no Buddha statue in this room. You must know that this is a Buddhist sect, but there is a meditation room without a Buddha statue?

And it’s also the abbot’s room!

After Qin Yuan and the others entered the door, they first looked around. After confirming that there were no chairs here and there was no room for them, they had no choice but to stand.

But even so, the place is a bit crowded.

"You three little friends, what do you want from me?" Huiming stood up slowly, then stared at the few people without blinking.

The old man's eyes were like X-rays, seeming to shine directly into people's hearts.

Qin Yuan noticed that the abbot paid great attention to him, and obviously noticed something was wrong with his body.

"Abbott, this is my grandson, Qin Yuan.

I came here this time to ask if you can help me treat him?"

Ye Yanluo looked at Huiming and asked sincerely.

Huiming shook his head: "He is not sick, so how can he be treated?"

Ye Yanluo sighed: "But this child's bloodline seems to be on the verge of collapse, so do you think there is any way to suppress it?"

Huiming stared at Qin Yuan closely. After a long time, he shook his head gently: "No need, this is his blessing."

"Oh? Where's the blessing?" Ye Yanluo was quite surprised.

"The good thing about this little friend is that he is in very good health, which makes many people envious of him. If I guess correctly, this little friend must have practiced the Yi Jin Jing of my Southern Sect?"

Huiming looked at Qin Yuan with burning eyes.

Qin Yuan was a little embarrassed: "Yes, I have practiced the Yi Jin Jing of your sect, but I bought it myself, not snatched it!"

Huiming smiled slightly: "I don't want to hold you accountable. I will also punish Qinghui. It's just that the Yi Jin Jing that I practice is the most primitive version. At that time, there was no auxiliary mental method of the Yi Jin Jing.

So I can’t do anything about my little friend’s physical problems.”

Huiming's words made Qin Yuan a little melancholy, but then he asked with a smile: "Then, abbot, is there any way to abolish the Yi Jin Jing?"

"Only if you become stronger in the future, you can abolish it yourself." Huiming didn't seem to care about this matter.

Qin Yuan seemed to be infected by Huiming's emotions and became indifferent. However, after thinking about it, he felt that the reason why Huiming didn't care was because he was the one who was sick.

After Huiming finished explaining, he continued to sit cross-legged on the ground and quietly chant sutras.

Ye Yanluo had no choice but to sigh and say goodbye, then left the room.

After the three of them left the yard, Qin Yuan subconsciously turned his head and glanced, but realized that Qinghui was watching from a distance.

Seeing that Qin Yuan noticed her, Qinghui stopped waiting and walked forward and asked: "Master Qin, is it time to return the Yi Jin Jing of our Southern Sect?"

"Oh, I gave it to you abbot, you can ask it yourself." Qin Yuan said nonchalantly.

But Qinghui looked serious: "I know that the abbot doesn't care about this, so he won't ask for your Yi Jin Jing.

Please also ask Master Qin to return the Yi Jin Jing, otherwise it may be difficult for you to leave the Southern Sect!"

Qin Yuan shrugged: "For example?"

"Eighteen bronze figures!" Following Qinghui's cold shout, eighteen golden figures suddenly descended from the sky and blocked the path of the three of them.

Qin Yuan looked at the three people with a smile on his face and couldn't help shaking his head slightly: "Just these eighteen people?"

"Arhat Formation!"

Qinghui shouted coldly again with a cold face, and then countless bald monks rushed over from a distance, and then formed a Arhat formation to completely surround the three of them.

A rough calculation shows that there are probably more than a hundred people.

"These people are in some trouble."

Qin Yuan looked at Ye Yanluo for help, meaning to ask him to take action.

Ye Yanluo shook his head: "Boy, do you plan to rely on me from now on?"

"I think the problem is that you have to be willing too." Qin Yuan sighed helplessly.
To be continued...