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Chapter 669 Master of the Tantric Sect

After the hornet advances, Huo Yuanzhen's safety is one point more.

After practicing for two more days, the gap between the boy's skills and the peak of the late stage of the innate stage was already very small. It is estimated that in about half a month of practice, his first system main task could be truly completed.

Originally, Huo Yuan really planned to make the boy's skills thoroughly practice. This will not only allow you to complete the task and get rewards, but also completely bid farewell to the rules that you cannot get close to women.

Although Huo Yuanzhen has not planned to eat a certain beauty now, it is not very pleasant to be bound by this boy's skills all day long.

But on the first day of October, the feeling of palpitations appeared again.

Although it was only a short time, Huo Yuanzhen understood that this was a sign of the further completion of the Seven Stars Pearl. Perhaps the next time, or twice, is the time to be truly completed, and time no longer waits for anyone.

If we cannot contact Tantra in the shortest time and ask them to agree to join the Central Plains martial arts world to attack the Dragon Sect, then even if our boy achieves great success, it will probably be useless.

Four Venerables of Time and Four Masters of the Imperial Realm are the main forces to fight against Ding Buer in the future. Huo Yuanzhen can still figure out the account, so the Tantric practice is urgent.

After feeling that the celestial phenomena were abnormal again, Huo Yuanzhen immediately found Li Qinghua and told her about going to Tantric Buddhism together.

Li Qinghua knew more about An Mufeng and the others' celestial instruments, so she was even more anxious than Huo Yuanzhen. After hearing about it, she immediately agreed to leave.

After arranging the situation in Shaolin, the old crow patrolled the Zen temple at any time to ensure the safety of the Zen temple, Huo Yuanzhen and Li Qinghua immediately set off, took the Golden Eye Eagle to leave Shaolin Temple, and headed straight to the snowy plateau far southwest of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

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On the top floor of the Potala Palace, a magnificent room is even more luxurious than the Emperor Laozi's room.

Sange stood below with a proper attitude, and was afraid to look up at the lama in red robe on it.

Although this lama has a kind expression and a wisdom of life is revealed between his eyebrows and eyes. But just sitting there simply, there will naturally be a power that others cannot reach, as if a high god is looking down at the people.

There were only the Lama in red and Sanger, about fifty or sixty years old in the room. Both of them didn't speak, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

After a long time, the lama in red sighed: "Sange, you disappointed me."

"Sect Master, Disciple... The situation this time is indeed a bit unexpected. The disciple has tried his best, but the abbot of the Shaolin Temple Yijie is extraordinary and has become a saint. He has already practiced the super Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, which just restrains the disciple's ability to perform. The disciple is really not his opponent!"

The red-clothed lama snorted coldly: "A nonsense is the eight ways, and the dragon and elephant Prajna practice is passed down from the Tantra. It is a unique method that is not passed down by my Tantra. How could his Shaolin Temple abbot know?"

After saying this, before Sangge could answer, the red-clothed Lama seemed to remember something: "No, I did hear that the Shaolin abbot can learn the Dragon Elephant Prajna. When the ancient Dharma King went to Shaolin Temple, he once said that Shaolin disciples also generally practice the Dragon Elephant Prajna Medal, but their skills should not be high. The Shaolin abbot is only at the seventh level of strength."

Sanger hurriedly said, "Yes. I've also inquired about this after I came back. Elder Sibotuo once said that he had also seen this Shaolin abbot in Tianshan. However, according to what he said, when he saw the Shaolin abbot, his Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique had reached the peak of the thirteenth level!"

The red-clothed lama changed his expression: "When did Master Sibotuo talk about?"

"About two years ago!"

"Two years ago... King Gule met him three years ago. In just one year, he practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna from the seventh level to the thirteenth level... This... This is simply incredible! How did he do it!"

Sangge said a little aggrievedly: "So I'll say that he not only practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna from the seventh level to the thirteenth level in a year, but also spent two years. He practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna from the thirteenth level into a super dragon elephant. Therefore, the power that the disciples are proud of is not his opponent at all, and it is normal to lose."

The red-clothed lama had no intention of complaining to Sangge at this time. He was thinking about the authenticity of Sangge's words.

Sangge grew up since he was a child. His son was extremely talented, coupled with the full training of Tantric Buddhism and the careful teaching of the four great masters of Shilun Venerables, Sangge has grown into the youngest master in the world. According to his plan, it is as simple as taking advantage of the martial arts leader.

But Sanger actually lost, and he lost to the abbot of Shaolin Temple who was much younger than him!

He did not deny that there were geniuses in the world. Perhaps Shaolin's dictator was a genius that had not been released for a thousand years, but this genius was too perverted!

You can accept it even if you have high skills. You can also practice the seventh level of Dragon Elephant Prajna at a young age. You can also accept it even if you practice the seventh level of Dragon Elephant at a young age. You can also accept it even if you practice the seventh level of Dragon Elephant at a thirteenth level within a year.

But it was actually able to break the law of dragon and elephant Prajna practice that has been passed down for thousands of years and actually practiced into a super dragon and elephant. This is simply a fantasy.

The red-clothed Lama thought to himself that if this matter is true, then if he learns the practice method of the super dragon and elephant, this significance will be too important for Tantric Buddhism.

Dragon and Elephant are originally the only ones in Tantric Buddhism. Now one of ours is the highest to be able to practice the thirteenth level. Instead, an outsider has practiced the super dragon and elephant, which should be a super martial arts. Such things are not easy to say.

What I know is the genius of Shaolin Temple, but what I don’t know is that Tantra is full of money!

I have been studying my martial arts for thousands of years and still the same thing, but I have made a breakthrough in a few years. Isn’t this telling me that I am the ones who are just having fun!

The red-clothed lama's thoughts were running rapidly. After a while, he said to Sange, who was intimidated and terrified below: "You don't have to blame yourself. If it is as you said, then the martial arts of the Shaolin abbot is just right to restrain what you have learned. It is not uncommon for you to lose. But can you guarantee the authenticity of your words?"

"Please rest assured by the sect master. Sangge can swear to the Bodhisattva. If there is a half-word, he will immediately fall into the boundless hell!"

Sanger promised with confidence, fearing that the sect leader would doubt his words.

The lama in red nodded when he heard Sanger's promise. It seemed that there would be no fake.

After pondering for a while, the red-clothed lama had a serious expression: "But I heard that after you lost to the Shaolin abbot, you agreed to be his brother? You took the initiative to call him brother. Don't you know that you are older than him?"

Sanger hurriedly said, "Sect Master, this matter has a reason."

He went to the Central Plains and went to the barren mountains to wipe out the Yellow Turban thieves. When he encountered Yi Jie, he told him that he had lost the bet by a monkey. Then he talked about betting with Yi Jie again at the Martial Arts Leaders' Conference. He lost continuously. In the end, Sange did not have the shame to cheat, so he could only accept the loss.

"Sect Master, you taught Sangge to be honest and to be worthy of his conscience. Sangge felt that I lost this matter, so he could not regret it. Abbot Yijie can bear to be Sangge's big brother regardless of his character and martial arts. Although losing is not what I wish, Sangge called this big brother with a clear conscience!"

The lama in red looked at Sanger in surprise. This disciple was good at everything, but his temper was a little sloppy and too upright. Although this matter sounded impeccable, if you think about it carefully, it is probably the trap that the talisman deliberately put on Sanger. This stupid boy was sold and he was still counting the money for him.

Of course, the lama in red cannot tell Sangermin. Not to mention whether he will accept it, first of all, it is a blow to Sanger's self-confidence.

But the purpose of the verdict that sange must be clarified if that verdict is so calculating, otherwise the lama in red will be uneasy.

"Sange, since you have recognized someone as your elder brother, I will not be difficult for you and will not let you betray you. But I am also very interested in that precept. Since you are his brother, can you tell me that he invited me here? Come to our Potala Palace and sit there. Our Tantric Buddhism has not communicated with them for many years. We just took this opportunity to get close to you. After all, we are all Buddhists. We cannot break off communication because of the distant ethnic relations and distance. It must not be what the Buddha is willing to see."

When he heard that the sect leader did not blame himself and invited his elder brother to come to Tantric Buddhism, Sanger smiled happily: "Thank you, the sect leader. He is righteous and upright, and will never refuse Sanger's invitation. I will go down the mountain and go to Shaolin Temple to invite his elder brother over immediately. He has a big bird that can fly in the sky. I will go to Shaolin Temple for about five days and it will take one day to come back. Please rest assured that the sect leader will be able to return for up to seven days!"

He said a lot like a machine gun in his mouth, and Sanger was about to get up and leave His Highness Mountain.

The red-clothed lama smiled bitterly and stopped Sanger: "What are you doing in such a hurry when you go? We need to have some sincerity when we invite others to come. I will prepare some gifts for you later, and then you can go again, so that we can show our sincerity."

Sanger laughed: "It's still thoughtful that the sect leader thought."

The lama in red is going to prepare a gift, thinking about preparing some valuable gifts so that Monk Yijie feels that his hands are short of his hands. Then he will ask him for advice on how to practice the super dragon elephant. I guess he will not be able to refuse.

While preparing, a little lama came to report outside.

"Report to the sect leader, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and the leader of the original Luohua Divine Sect, Li Qinghua, have arrived outside the Potala Palace and asked to see the sect leader!"

The red-clothed Lama and Sanger were both stunned at the same time. Why did he come to the door just now when he wanted to find someone?

Sanger suddenly looked excited: "Brother must have come to see me, I'll go out to greet me."

As he said that, he got up and ran out.
Chapter completed!
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