Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　 a few days later.

as predicted.

　　 The Emperor Zhou agreed to the gambling request between the Maha Wuliang Palace and the Tianlong Temple, and set the venue in the Wuying Hall.

　　 The Sixth Level of the Mortal Realm, the Qianna Po at the pinnacle of Qi training.

　　 is the first master Yuanhui in the Prajna Hall of the Seventh Floor of the Ordinary Realm, the Realm of the Dragon and the Elephant.

　　 One is from the Maha Wuliang Palace, and the other is from Tianlong Temple.

　　 These two people want to talk about martial arts and Buddhism.

　　 Regardless of personal cultivation, or sect sect.

　　 or other aspects, there are gimmicks worth discussing.

　　 But most people are still more optimistic about Master Yuanhui.

　　 This is the first seat of the Prajna Hall with profound skills and superb Buddhism.

　　 in the arena, has the name of "dharma monk".

　　 The 72 stunts passed down from generation to generation in the Tianlong Temple, he has learned 37 ways alone, and they are all masters, ranking first in each of them.

　　The deep insights and talents of martial arts are hard to guess.

　　 Therefore, it is called "Dharma Sang".

　　 means to praise Master Yuanhui's savvy nature.

　　 One Dharma and 100 Dharma is a real master of martial arts.

　　 "Who do you think can win?"

　　 In the hanging arch hall, the emperor Zhou asked softly.

　　Wu'anhou sitting below frowned slightly, and after pondering for a moment, he replied:

　　 "Purely speaking of martial arts, that Gan Na Po is definitely not an opponent."

　　 "The'monk' Yuanhui of Tianlong Temple, I have experienced his greatness."

　　 "Within ten strokes, Gan Napo is seriously injured. After 15 strokes, she will die!"

　　 The emperor Zhou tapped his fingers on the seat and made a "tough" sound.

　　 was a little silent, he asked again:

　　 "Since this is the case, why did the female Karmapa challenge it?"

　　 Wu'an Hou Suspended his hands silently, thought about it for a moment, and said solemnly:

　　 "Gantai Po is the ‘King of Dharma’, with extraordinary roots and a keen sense of spirit."

　　 "Before, the Yasha King Moro provoked many Tianjing masters by using strange tricks to win three days and seven games in a row."

　　 "It can be seen that they are not right in their minds and like to play tricks with ghosts."

　　 "If a few Napo are full of confidence, they probably have something to rely on!"

　　 Hearing Wu Anhou saying this, Zhou Tianzi's frowning brows stretched out.

　　 The tapping finger also stopped.

　　 "Your Majesty, do you want that Gan Na Po to win?"

　　 Wu'an Hou has eightfold in the Mortal Realm, the peak of God Transformation.

　　 The perception of human heart changes and mental fluctuations is extremely subtle.

　　 "Yuan Meng has always been an external trouble that Da Zhou had to solve. It takes at least six generations of efforts to drive straight forward, such as thunder sweeping a hole and uprooting all parts of the grassland!"

　　 The emperor Zhou did not conceal it, and said bluntly:

　　 "The barbarians are like weeds that can never stop killing. Instead of using blood and fire to forge enmity, it is better to learn the tantra and rule by the gods."

　　 Wu'anhou raised his brows and echoed:

　　 "Your Majesty has a far-sighted vision and a long-term vision!"

　　 The emperor Zhou shook his head gently and sighed:

"There is no way. If Yuaner can really worship the Yuanmeng Emperor's sect and take over the Maha Wuliang Palace in the future, then he will be a living Buddha that millions of people admire, and he will be higher than the status of the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty. How much."

　　 "At that time, Zhaoer will take over the Great Zhou, Yuaner will rule the grassland, and the two brothers will help each other, and the world will be peaceful."

　　 Sitting like a mountain, Wu Anhou suddenly asked:

　　 "What did the eleventh princes say?"

　　 The emperor Zhou's face was solemn, and he said lightly:

　　 "Yuaner is very knowledgeable, he is thinking of the evil barrier in the cold palace, and he will naturally agree to it."

　　 While speaking, he glanced at Chen Chaoen next to him.

　　 As early as the night banquet was over, the emperor Zhou made a decision.

　　 The little **** who followed Zhao Yuan was the spy who was placed by the li supervisor.

　　 Otherwise, how could there be.

　　 Those words and sentences persuaded the eleventh prince to persuade him.

　　 "You said, widow is a bit too ruthless?"

　　 The emperor Zhou was a little bit emotional.

　　 Although he is a female compatriot, he likes Zhao Yuan, the eleventh prince.

　　 "Your Majesty is all for the great Zhou Jiangshan, for the billions of common people, to give up the little love, take the overall situation into consideration, really is the demeanor of the benevolent!"

　　 Wu Anhou stood up and arched his hands.

　　...

　　...

　　 No matter how remote the Changle Palace is, it will not be separated from the world.

　　 The news that the eleventh prince Zhao Yuan might be leaving Tianjing to go outside the Yuanmeng Fortress finally reached Zhao Mu's ears.

　　 Several old eunuchs and court ladies, leaning together and talking gossip—

　　 "You said, the eleventh princes want the great monk to win, or the tantric bodhisattva to win?"

　　 "The great monk has won, and the great Zhou Bai won five thousand horses. The tantric female law king has won, and the eleven princes can worship the Yuanmeng emperor...If it were me, I would definitely want a master of the innate great master!"

　　 "His Royal Highness will be sent to Tongzhou to guard the imperial mausoleum, and his brother will have to go far away from the Great Wall to the bitter cold place. It is really pitiful."

　　 "Is there any way? Didn't I see that the eleventh princes have not come over the past few days? Your Royal Highness can't even get out of the palace for half a step, so I can only wait."

　　"..."

　　 Zhao Mu, who has keen five senses and developed his spirit, stands at the gate of Yongshou Hall.

　　 The conversations and discussions of those minions all came to my ears.

　　 With his hands folded, his face is expressionless and his eyes are calm.

　　 doesn't seem to be angry or anxious at all.

　　 After a while, Zhao Mu slowly walked to the desk.

　　 pour clear water into one inkstone, then pick up the ink stick and grind it slowly.

　　 This is something that requires patience.

　　The person who rubs the ink, the posture should be correct, vertical and straight;

　　 The strength should be even and moderate.

　　 This is the only way to make the ink thick, fine and shiny.

　　 It took a long time for Zhao Mu to polish the thick ink.

　　 From the pen holder, he picked out a big Zihao pen given to him by his brother Zhao Yuan.

　　 Spread out the rice paper, dipped in ink, and write with a pen.

　　 Without stopping, Zhao Mulian wrote seven "quiet" characters.

　　 His calligraphy is always strong and vigorous, like a dragon and a snake, strong and straight, with a beautiful charm.

　　 can be said to be a first-class level, and everyone is not far behind.

　　 However, it is different now.

　　 On the rice paper, there are the seven words "Jing".

　　 There is no bones and bones, and it is slanted, as if the skeleton has been removed, and there is no strength.

　　 "Mind calm, mind calm, how can I be calm?"

　　 The corner of Zhao Mu's mouth moved slightly, and the hand holding the pen trembled slightly, dripping a cloud of thick ink, which contaminated the rice paper.

　　 had no expression on his face, like a Junya face carved from wood and plastic in a temple, but after all, he showed a cold smile.

　　唰!

　　 tore off the rice paper filled with "Jing", Zhao Mu waved his pen again.

　　Hu! call! call!

　　 While he was writing, UU reading www. uukanshu.com's chest rises and falls, breathing heavily like a bellows.

　　 There were big drops of sweat on his forehead, and his face became flushed, as if blood was rushing up.

　　The pores all over the body expel the heat, as if you are in a steamer.

　　According to Zhao Mu's strong physique and martial arts realm, even strenuous exercise will not cause such consumption.

　　He is practicing God!

　　 Use the secret method of "Tibetan Secret Smart Book" to polish your thoughts and develop your spirit.

　　 The more concentrated the will, the mood swings.

　　 The more stamina is consumed, the blood boils.

　　 Replaced by ordinary people, not to mention the five layers of the mortal realm.

　　 Even the top masters of the Dragon Elephant realm would not dare to be like Zhao Mu and urge his spirits unscrupulously.

　　Because the spirit, energy and spirit are originally one.

　　 If the spirit is exhausted, the body will also be damaged.

　　 It's like reading a book and doing things with your heart, and it's easy to feel hungry.

　　 Infected with wind and cold, if the serious illness is not healed, if the body is weak, the spirit will be extremely weak.

　　 Without the support of physique, qi and blood, mental power is rootless wood and water without a source, and it is not effective at all.

　　 That is, Zhao Mu has taken Jiuqiao Jindan, and the hammer-shaped body tempering is extremely complete.

　　 This is the only way to withstand such a terrifying huge loss.

　　 "The sky is killing intent, and the stars are easy to stay! The earth is killing intent, and the dragon and snake rise to land!"

　　 After finishing the seven characters, Zhao Mu released the Zihao pen in his hand and said in a very weak voice:

　　 "Human hair is murderous, the world is repeated!"

　　 He slowly closed his eyes and recuperated.

　　 I saw seven characters deeply imprinted on the piece of snow-white rice paper, as if it were a knife and an axe.

　　 kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!