Chapter 314: The Great Emperor’s Daoist Sumeru Holy Mountain Fist
"The Brahma Divine Elephant Fist and the Poji Dragon King Fist, these two martial arts have a close relationship."
Xumi said seriously: "This matter is extremely secret, and it is normal for you not to know it. In fact, these two martial arts are divided from a powerful Taoist technique and come from the same source. They were originally missing.
Many classics have become incomplete, and they are only at ordinary martial arts level, but unexpectedly, you can actually play them to the level of magical powers."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Sumeru revealed the shocking secret.
The two powerful boxing studies that are second only to the core ancient scriptures, actually come from the same source, which comes from a magical method.
The lowest level of martial arts practiced by warriors is martial arts, followed by magical powers. These two are more common. As for Taoism and immortal arts, they exist in legends.[
Almost everyone has learned about immortal arts, but Taoism is still preserved in the world, but it is extremely rare. It is a method that only strong people who have reached the last few realms of martial arts can practice.
The two martial arts he practiced were actually derived from one Taoist technique. Such news immediately brought a strong impact on Wang Chen.
The reason is that he has a strong spiritual realm, and he may be a little uncontrollable at this moment.
"Does it come from a Taoist technique? How could you know?" Although he was extremely shocked, Wang Chen grasped his own mind and quickly calmed down and asked Sumeru.
"Of course I know that this art is a powerful method that Emperor Sumi practiced during his lifetime." As soon as Sumi spoke, Wang Chen was stunned.
"What? Emperor Sumeru, the Taoist art he practiced?"
"Yes, these two martial arts come from the Taoist Sumeru Holy Mountain Fist, which is the powerful martial arts that Emperor Sumeru practiced throughout his life." Sumeru finally said: "In this glass golden body left by Emperor Sumeru, he is the one that Emperor Sumeru has left.
, in fact, it contains the inheritance of Sumeru Holy Mountain Fist."
"But this is Taoism after all, and the level is too high. It is impossible for you to practice at present, so I didn't say it, but I didn't expect that you actually practice Brahma Divine Elephant Fist and Pojia Dragon King Fist, and have achieved supernatural powers.
Level, and attainments are not low." Sumi paused slightly, and a smile appeared on her face: "Since that's the case, now you can still practice Sumi Holy Mountain Fist with this."
Wang Chen was a little stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that he could actually obtain a skill.
How powerful is your luck?
"Lucky? You don't have to be surprised."
Facing Wang Chen's question, Xumi pondered slightly, and then expressed some of his own tests: "Not to mention your original luck, when you obtain the Tianshen Dao Crystal, your own luck has already
Changes begin to happen, your destiny will be confusing. It is completely unknown what level you can reach in the future."
"The Heaven-Swallowing Crystal is a powerful treasure of the Buddhist and Taoist civilization in the ancient times. Its true power is known. However, according to the research of Emperor Sumeru, if it can be recognized by him, then his master will have a turnaround
The ability to be destined."
"The most important thing is that when faced with some lucky people, you will not be suppressed, but will be due to a fair competition, especially the creatures you kill, and the luck will be intercepted by the Tianshen Dao Crystal.
Integrate into your own luck.”
As Sumeru tells, the shocking mystery gradually unfolds.
According to rumors, the ethereal and extremely elusive luck is so in front of the Heaven-Swallowing Dao Crystal. Wang Chen, who has the Heaven-Swallowing Dao Crystal, can seize and devour others' luck for his own use.
"Okay, let's go to the next category. I will first teach you the Sumeru Holy Mountain Fist. In the future, I hope you can spend this art of Taoism. Now, although you cannot exert its true power, there is Brahma.
You will have a different understanding of this Taoist technique by taking the foundation of two magical power-level boxing techniques," said Divine Elephant Fist.
After explaining some things, Sumeru no longer hesitated. With a wave of her hand, the exhausted light condensed in the dark and empty void, and instantly turned into a phantom of a mountain of slap.
This small mountain is crystal clear, like a piece of glass and jade. Although it is small, it seems to be poor, exuding a kind of majesty and solemnity. The Buddhist chant and Zen are singing in echoing. In the void, it seems that several brilliant Buddha lights are born, and the sky is falling in disarray.
, the visions of the golden lotus surging in the earth produce phantoms.[
Boom!
Xumi's palm, with a loud bang, the phantom of a mountain as big as a palm suddenly thumped forward and instantly crashed into Wang Chen's eyebrows.
And Wang Chen didn't even have a chance to react.
This is the inheritance of Taoism, and there is no specific meaning or information at all. It is a state of mind and can only be described in words. Therefore, at this level of martial arts inheritance is completely a kind of Taoist rhyme.
The transmission of the realm of divine will.
This small mountain, like crystal, is the inheritance of Sumeru Holy Mountain Fist. At this moment, Sumeru was penetrated into Wang Chen's mind, inside the Purple Palace Sea of Consciousness.
"The so-called master leads the door and practices in personal and Taoist practice. I can't say too much. Everything needs to be understood by yourself." Xumi looked at Wang Chen with a solemn expression, and then waved her voice.
: "Okay, let's get here today. If you have any questions, you can ask me again."
A flash of eyes was gone, and the darkness disappeared like an illusion. Wang Chen opened his eyes and saw something familiar to him in his room.
Obviously, Xumi took action directly and brought his divine thoughts out of the Heaven-Swallowing Crystal.
"Is Sumeru Holy Mountain Fist..."
Wang Chen pondered for a moment, then closed his eyes, his mind sank into the sea of consciousness of the purple palace, and his divine thoughts fluctuated, covering the small crystal-like mountain.
Hurry!
In an instant, it seemed that the mountain torrent broke out, the sky overturned, and the information of the majestic comparison was like a rolling river, surging endlessly, and violently rushing towards Wang Chen's consciousness.
Buzzing!
Buzzing!
In a vague way, Wang Chen felt that a vast and huge, towering mountain peak was revealed in his purple palace sea of consciousness, shrouded in a dazzling sacred light, emitting a noble atmosphere, with a kind of supreme
Strong power is echoing.
Sumeru Holy Mountain!
Almost in a moment, Wang Chen understood that the mountain was the place where the Pure Land is located in the legend of Buddhist and Taoist civilization, and the Holy Mountain of Sumeru.
Symbolizes the existence of sacredness, poverty and supreme power.
As time passed, Wang Chen sat cross-legged on his bed, breathing and breathing, and his vital energy flowed around him, and he did not move for a long time.
Only in the void, white holy lights and golden Buddha lights flash from time to time, revealing a grand and terrifying aura.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
On this day, the sun was at the peak of the sky, and the brightest moment when the sun was shining, Wang Chen finally opened his eyes, and a dazzling light burst out from his eyes.
At that moment, his eyes were filled with platinum light, revealing a sense of majesty and looking coldly.
At this moment, Wang Chen was really like a god and fairy who was tall and above, ignoring all things in the world without any emotion.
Fortunately, it was just a matter of a moment. In the blink of an eye, his eyes returned to normal.
In the sound, Wang Chen was like a willow catkin, floating lightly, slowly floating in the void, the door of the residence opened automatically, and suddenly it seemed like a breeze blew by, Wang Chen's whole person, as if swept by the wind, suddenly came.
In the courtyard outside.
With the seemingly breeze, he gradually drifted to the sky. After a few breaths, he actually appeared hundreds of feet high.
If someone could get close to observe carefully, he would definitely find that Wang Chen's skin surface and muscles were trembling thousands of times every moment.
It is this tremor that a powerful force is transmitted from it, easily controlling the airflow around him, allowing him to hinder the air without any trace of fireworks, showing his powerful control over the innate qi.
It’s not enough to describe the perfection of fire, and it’s simply superb.
If this move falls into the eyes of some martial arts masters, my eyes may be glaring.
You should know that even if you are a master of martial arts, you do not control the innate qi so exquisitely. There are still some movements revealed during the destruction.
But Wang Chen is different. At this moment, he looks like an ordinary person without any cultivation, but in his voice, he controls the innate qi and attacks the air.
Wang Chen suddenly stretched out his palm, and the airflow suddenly fluctuated violently in the void around him.
His palm seemed to turn into a huge hole, and the exhausted airflow surged into it, becoming a terrifying vortex.
Within a space of dozens of feet in a radius, the air was swallowed up instantly, and then the poor vital energy surged wildly, almost above the sky, turning into a huge vital tornado.
Of course, Wang Chen controlled it well and controlled the momentum within a certain range. Otherwise, such huge movements would inevitably attract the attention of the strong men in the capital.
A moment later, a small mountain that was the size of a palm condensed from Wang Chen's palm, like a crystal crystal, crystal clear and colorful.
The structure of this mountain is also quite strange, divided into five directions, with overlapping mountains on four sides, each with eight floors, and a protruding peak in the center, including the jade tower, jade hall, temple hall, and vaguely.
Many statues of Buddha.
The entire small mountain is covered with Taoist marks and divine patterns and ancient talisman seals, revealing an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
The light of the sun shone on it, and seemed to be swallowed up, turning into rays of light like water, flowing slowly among the mountains.
Sumeru Holy Mountain.
In Wang Chen's palm, the one condensed with his vital energy was a Sumeru Holy Mountain.
Wang Chen didn't know what the real Sumeru Holy Mountain looked like, but for the past three days, he had been experiencing the inheritance of Sumeru Holy Mountain Fist, and he had gathered his own practice of Brahma Divine Elephant Fist and Pojia Dragon King Fist.
, I have a lot of insights in my heart, and I have tried to practice.
This method of condensing vitality into mountains is one of the achievements.
"Summer Holy Mountain Fist is worthy of being a Taoist Technique. My current cultivation level can barely reach the level of martial arts unique skills when I am dying, but the power it bursts out actually exceeds the limitations of martial arts and is close to the supernatural powers...
”
Wang Chen murmured, staring at the small crystal mountain on his palm, and sighed.