"Bang bang bang bang..." The young monks on the martial arts training ground fell to the ground one after another. They tried to get up but couldn't because they had lost control of their bodies.

Monk Chengyan stood there, trying desperately to control his blood and heart and suppress the shock.

But the more I suppressed it, the bigger the rebound became, and it became more and more difficult. In the end, my mind went blank and I couldn't think of anything.

His face turned red as if he was drunk, and his eyes gradually became blurred and lost focus.

The body seemed to melt into the dragon's roar, and the soul was extracted by the dragon's roar, dancing with it and losing itself.

He didn't know how much time passed before the dragon's roar suddenly stopped.

He woke up suddenly.

"Poof!" A blood arrow spurted out, and his whole body felt as limp as if his bones had been ripped away, and all his strength disappeared.

He held on and did not fall to the ground. He glanced at the young monks on the ground and saw that all of them looked as pale as if they had not recovered from serious illness.

Everyone's eyes were blurred and they were not yet awake.

A surge of anger rushed from his stomach to the top of his head. He gritted his teeth and moved with difficulty to the door of the temple.

Then Fakong was already standing outside the temple, Heshi with an apologetic look on his face: "Uncle Chengyan, are you not disturbing everyone?"

"You..." Monk Chengyan pointed at him: "Did you do this?"

"I was lucky enough to master the first level." Fakong smiled and said, "The dragon's chant from the ten directions is indeed a supreme and miraculous skill."

He felt that the power of the Ten Directions Heavenly Dragon's Yin was greater than any of his martial arts, and it was so powerful that it was shocking.

As far as I can see, the entire Great Leiyin Temple was created by me. Regardless of whether my martial arts skills are high or low, or whether I am old or young, no one is spared.

"You...have you really mastered it?" Monk Chengyan cried out.

Fakong smiled and said: "That's the one just now. What do you think of its power, uncle?"

"The dragon chants from all directions..." Monk Chengyan murmured, staring at Fakong with strange eyes: "How is that possible!"

Fakong said: "This really requires sensing another void and attracting the power of the great heavenly dragon to come down."

"How to lead?"

"Uncle Master, the key is not how to induce it, but how to sense it." Fakong shook his head and said: "This is an iron threshold."

"Then how to sense it?"

"Hmm..." Fakong pondered.

"Forget it." Monk Chengyan shook his head and said, "This is the secret of secrets and should not be revealed to anyone."

Fakong smiled and said: "It is true that this cannot be stated verbally, but it can be taught."

The index and middle fingers of his left hand formed a sword, and he lightly touched Monk Chengyan.

He praised himself secretly in his heart.

If others throw plums at you, you should repay them with peaches.

Daleiyin Temple also has several miraculous temple-conquering techniques, all of which are amazingly powerful and beyond imagination.
Chapter completed!