At dusk, the morning glow is blurred.

Lu Jian stood at Guanyuntai, and there was a cliff in front of him. The strong wind blew, and his clothes were blown by the wind, and he wanted to ride the wind and leave!

Wherever his eyes reach, a sea of ​​clouds rolled and unpredictable.

If we talk about changes, then the changes in the world cannot withstand this natural change.

In the distance, the drums were loud and heard from afar.

The footsteps sounded, and a monk came behind Lu Jian and said respectfully: "Dear guest, the host invites you to have a meal!"

Lu Jian turned around and said lightly: "Let's go!"

The monk led the way and soon arrived at an elegant Zen temple.

"Dear guest, please sit down!"

Zen Master Xuanhai reached out to ask for advice.

Lu Jian swept away and there was a respected old monk on the side of the square table, and smiled and said, "You don't have to be polite to Zen master."

"The little monk in the temple is poor, and the temple has no delicacies. There is only one bottle of sake, dragon beard, big mouth mushroom, Sichuan bamboo shoots, and red-scale fish. Don't dislike it if you are a distinguished guest!"

Zen Master Xuanhai smiled.

"This temple welcomes the most important treasure today. Thank you very much for Tan Yue. Please drink this cup!"

Zen Master Xuanhai filled Lu Jian with a piece of wine and poured himself a glass of wine.

"The Zen master is not obsessed with the common eyes, so I asked."

Lu Jian smiled faintly and drank the wine with the three of them.

"Three Zen masters, don't you know if there is a storage of demonic linguistic lucidum in your temple?"

Lu Jian asked while eating the dishes.

"Learn, go and get the magic linguine!"

Zen Master Xuanhai knew the elegant meaning when he heard the string sound, so he rushed directly to a little monk in front of the door and said.

"Yes, host!" The little monk took the order and left quickly.

"Thank you, Zen Master. I will convert those magical linguines according to the market price!"

The other party was so happy that Lu Jian didn't want to take advantage of it, and said with a smile.

"[Great Brahma Cassock] and even treasures are immeasurable. Since Tan Yue has no greed in his heart, how can Xiaoshi collect money?"

Zen Master Xuanhai quickly refused, and the other two foreign monks also supported Zen Master Xuanhai.

Soon, the little monk took a brown box.

Lu Jian took it and felt it a little bit that he knew that there were at least fifty kilograms of magical linguistics.

He put away the box and asked again, "I heard that I have not been safe outside Mianyang City recently?"

"Indeed! Something happened here recently. The seals of the demonic path have broken a lot. The demon fled. If it is not curbed, it will inevitably lead to a disaster and endanger Mianyang City!"

Zen Master Xuanhai sighed slightly.

"I wonder which masters are in charge among those demons? How many demons are there?"

Lu Jian asked again.

"There are more than a thousand demons, and as for the demon kings, there are ten! If it weren't for Mianyang City, there were General Deng and the other four demon leaders, as well as the Demon Suppressing Division, millions of people would probably have become devils' food!"

Zen Master Xuanhai has a heavy Taoist.

"Is this a situation?" Lu Jian's eyebrows froze.

"More than that!"

Another Zen master sighed: "Those demons have established a alliance of ten thousand demons on Luofu Mountain to absorb the surrounding demons. If they do not intervene, it will inevitably cause disaster to the land of Xiling!"

Zen Master Xuanhai suddenly looked at Lu Jian: "Tan Yue is from Baidi City?"

"Not bad!" Lu Jian was surprised and nodded, "The Zen Master doesn't know what he wants to ask?"

Zen Master Xuanhai said: "Outside Baidi City, there is a Taiyin Sect on the Xiling Snow Mountain, which is the successor of Taiyin Holy Mother, and there is also a superb divine weapon [Taisu Tower]. It's a pity that it is not in my Mianyang City! Tan Yue didn't know that he could borrow this tower to relieve the dangers of millions of people..."

"This is powerless."

Lu Jian shook his head, but his eyes narrowed, thinking of the scene.

The pagoda shone with divine light, shining everywhere, and the demons screamed and couldn't bear it.

"I'm abrupt." Zen Master Xuanhai sighed.

"By the way, Zen Master!"

Lu Jian suddenly said: "Zen Master Yinyue did not kill that demon dragon back then, but just sealed it. I was even more cursed by the magic dragon. I often suffered mental attacks in my sleep. I wonder if there is a solution for the temple?"

"What, Demon Dragon Qingchen is not dead?!"

Zen Master Xuanhai and the two old monks were both shocked and their faces changed slightly.

The three of them asked carefully about the curse in Lu Jian. Zen Master Xuanhai sighed: "A hundred years ago, my Dafan Temple might have a way to unlock such a magic technique, but now it is not possible!"

Lu Jian was suddenly disappointed.

"Don't worry Tan Yue!"

Zen Master Xuanhai suddenly smiled and said, "That kind of strange technique is similar to the sleepwalking syndrome, it is a disease of the soul! There is a valley on Qianfo Mountain called the Valley of Medicine King, which was established by the descendant of Sun Simiao, the 'Sage of Danji' back then!"

"The saint of the elixir? I seem to have heard of this name. According to rumors, this saint is good at alchemy. A pill makes people become a saint immediately!"

Lu Jian pondered.

"Yes! The descendant of the Danji Saint is called "Qiang Nu". She is extremely talented. She set up the Medicine King Valley on Qianfo Mountain. There are countless living people, and she is a true merciful person!" An old monk sighed.

Zen Master Xuanhai also nodded slightly and said, "Speaking of this, the Qiangnu is also the founding ancestor of this temple, and is called the Thousand Buddhas ancestor!"

"There is still such a thing?"

A look of surprise appeared on Lu Jian's face.

But he suddenly thought of the [Boromimus Heart Sutra]. If this masterpiece martial art was passed down by the Qiang Girl, wouldn’t there be a peerless martial art in Medicine King Valley?

Looking at the leopard through the pipe, how powerful is the Medicine King Valley?

"Tan Yue will rest for one night, and I will post to the Medicine King Valley tomorrow..." said Zen Master Xuanhai.

In the morning color.

Accompanied by the sound of ancient and desolate bells, Lu Jian woke up from his dream.

After washing up and tied up the package, he came to [Bayi Chinese website www.x81zw.xyz] under a pagoda in the temple.

When he opened the martial arts book and turned on the fourth page, Lu Jian's eyes lit up.

Military Tea Profits [Grade: Second-rate]

【Source: Pinching Hand】

【Introduction: The secret martial arts of the Indian Zhu, which uses the name of the Bodhisattva Mingwang to cleanse the bone marrow, cleanse the internal organs, and control muscles, is a kind of ancient yoga technique. After entering a high level of practice, it is the main method of perseverance and strengthening willpower. When it reaches the extreme, it forms a spiritual protective cover, which can fight against all demonic illusions.】

"This martial arts is indeed a good time to come!!"

Lu Jian almost burst into laughter in his heart.

Jun Tuli is Sanskrit, meaning "Nanlu", which is one of the eight great bodhisattvas, with its full name "Jun Tea Li Mingwang Bodhisattva". In mythology, the prototype is Jinzha!

Lu Jian did not hesitate and directly improved!

The first level, 150 source power!

The second level, 300 source power!

The third level, 450 source power!

Lu Jian stopped, and he already felt that his body was undergoing drastic changes!

Every inch of muscles is stretching and changing. The muscle fibers on the arms, thighs, chests, and even faces are all as if they are alive at this moment, and are undergoing drastic and amazing changes!

This change is also accompanied by a change deep in the body. Every cell is deforming, constantly elongating and shrinking!

A severe pain is transmitted directly from the body to the brain.

It felt like cutting off human flesh inch by inch, mashing it all, and then combining it again.

Tick! Tick!

Sweat the size of soybeans dripping on the bluestone slab.

Lu Jian endured it hard, and suddenly he had all his strength and ran out of Dafan Temple like a flying body, standing on Guanyuntai.

Crack! Crack!

His body made a shock and his muscles and bones ringed together, like stir-fried iron beans!

Lu Jian finally couldn't bear it and let out a roar that shook the mountains!

After a long time, all that change finally passed.
To be continued...