Feeling the majestic power radiating from Chen Jinyuan's body, Ben Xiang exclaimed, with boundless shock in his eyes.
The thick black and yellow power, like the explosion of an atomic bomb, quickly radiates around with a powerful shock wave.
The mountain behind Shaolin Temple.
The fog lingers here all year round. The ancestors of the Shaolin Temple have set up strange formations. Let alone ordinary people, even ancient warriors will not be able to enter here if no one leads the way. This is the inner courtyard of the Shaolin Temple.
Inner courtyard, wing room.
A monk and a group of monks were sitting together, talking about sutras and Taoism.
As if they sensed something, the two people suddenly stood up from the futon and looked at each other in shock. Then they took a step out, disappeared from the room, and rushed towards the direction of the Heavenly King's Palace at super fast speeds.
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The pagoda courtyard behind the Shaolin Temple.
There are hundreds of pagodas built in the courtyard. Whenever an eminent monk passes away, a pagoda will be built here. However, no one knows that these pagodas have other uses. Some eminent Shaolin monks are approaching the end of their lifespan, but they have not been able to break through.
If you reach a higher realm, you will choose a pagoda and go into seclusion.
Most of the hundreds of high towers are empty, or the owners inside have become bones. Only a few dozen of them still have people inside.
In the tower.
Dozens of bald monks opened their eyes at the same time, and their shock was palpable. It was hard to imagine what could shock these eminent monks who had already cultivated their state of mind to be calm.
After shaking off the thick dust accumulated on their bodies, dozens of monks were not afraid of shocking the world. They stepped out of the tower and used Qinggong to head towards the Heavenly King's Palace.
Swish, swish.
The two figures were the first to arrive, their speed was so fast that it could almost be regarded as flying across the sky. It was the monk who came together, and the two of them landed almost at the same time.
The original monk was still in shock when he saw the two people coming from the sky. He quickly calmed down, put his hands together, bowed his head and saluted.
"The truth is, I've met the abbot, uncle! I've met Taoist Qingsong!"
Swish,,swish,,swish...
Dozens of figures flashed in the Heavenly King's Hall one after another. Each of them had acquired strength or above. Fortunately, the Heavenly King's Hall was spacious enough, otherwise, these people would definitely crowd the hall.
When they saw Chen Jinyuan lying on the ground covered in golden light, they were as shocked as he was.
These golden lights cannot be seen by mortals, but the people here are all enlightened monks, and the golden light that fills the sky almost envelopes the entire Temple of the Heavenly King.
Shi Xin and Qing Song were the first to recover from the shock. Without saying a word, they walked to Chen Jinyuan and sat down cross-legged. The golden light from the sky began to be slowly absorbed into their bodies. Then the dozens of monks who arrived one after another also
After reacting, he walked to Chen Jinyuan and sat down cross-legged.
"Closed the temple gate, Shaolin Temple will no longer accept tourists from today!" The prime minister ordered, pointing to Wang Jiao, who was crying loudly and immediately collapsed, "It's a good chance to receive this female donor!"
Then he sat down cross-legged next to Chen Jinyuan, closed his eyes and absorbed the golden light that filled the sky.
"Yes, Master!" Monk Jie Chi responded, and together with Wu Xing, he stepped forward to help Wang Jiao up and hurriedly walked out of the Heavenly King's Hall. Jie Chi was sweating profusely and felt extremely panic in his heart. He didn't know why.
What happened actually caused all the masters in the temple to go out?
A strange scene occurred in the Heavenly King's Palace.
A group of monks and a Taoist priest surrounded a fainting young man in the middle, crossing their legs and falling into meditation. The scene was extremely strange. Everyone said nothing, and they were all absorbing the golden light in the sky that mortals could not see. They all knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime event.
The opportunity is related to whether they can break through the realm and increase their little remaining life span.
And Chen Jinyuan's mind was also changing rapidly, because in the past few days, Chen Jinyuan was greedy and found that the wish power was absorbed. His realm was too low, and the sea of consciousness could not accommodate so much wish power, which directly led to the accident just now.
At this time, Chen Jinyuan's head was like a punctured balloon, with boundless willpower pouring out. When there was not much left, it suddenly began to condense in the middle, and finally formed a black-yellow bead the size of a table tennis ball that was dripping.
Rotate..
"Breakthrough, breakthrough, hahaha, I have a breakthrough!"
An hour later, the first monk finally woke up, succeeded in breaking through from the first level of the acquired world to the second level of the acquired day, and left the Heavenly King's Hall with great joy.
Immediately, people woke up one after another, and they all broke through the realm.
In the end, only Chen Jinyuan, Shi Xin and Qingsong, who were still in meditation, were left in the Heavenly King's Hall. Most of the golden light in the hall had dissipated and was no longer as strong as it was at the beginning.
12 o'clock in the evening. Shaolin Temple Tianwang Hall.
Shi Xin and Qing Song were still in meditation. The monks staying outside the hall suddenly felt two powerful suction forces coming from the Heavenly King Hall.
The strong suction caused huge fluctuations in the thin spiritual energy of heaven and earth above the Shaolin Temple, slowly forming two rotating spiritual energy vortices. As the vortex grew, the entire Song Mountain's spiritual energy condensed toward the Heavenly King's Hall, eventually forming two whirlpools.
A huge tornado. Because the two tornadoes were very close to each other and almost overlapped, the suction force doubled, and everyone was blown around. The center of the tornado was undoubtedly Shi Xin and Qingsong in the Temple of the Heavenly King.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at this extremely spectacular scene in the night sky in shock.
About an hour later, the tornado slowly dissipated, and then two waves of shocking momentum erupted in the Heavenly King's Hall at the same time. The monks outside the hall were pushed to the ground.
"Innate!" This thought came to everyone's mind.
At the foot of Mount Emei, in the dense forest.
An old beggar dressed sharply, covered in oil, was munching on the beggar's chicken in his hand. He suddenly looked up in the direction of Songshan Mountain, with a chicken butt in his mouth, and the beggar's chicken in his hand fell to the ground. There was a flash in his eyes.
Full of shock.
"Xiantian, it's the direction of Songshan Mountain. What's worse, the old beggar has been left behind!" He wiped the oil on his mouth and left immediately.
Yuzhou. Fengdu Ghost Town, in a big mountain.
An old man who was in trance, dressed in black robes and with an imposing aura, suddenly woke up with an unbelievable electric light flashing in his eyes. He looked in the direction of Songshan Mountain in the void. He murmured: "Shi Xin, you actually broke through the innate!"
He closed his eyes again and continued to meditate.
At this moment, almost all the acquired masters in the Chinese ancient martial arts world woke up from their sleep, and everyone's eyes were at the same moment, looking in the direction of Songshan Mountain.
"Someone has achieved a breakthrough in Xiantian. It has been more than a hundred years, and someone has actually achieved a breakthrough in Xiantian!"
"That's the direction of Shaolin Temple!"
This night is destined not to be peaceful. All the warriors in the ancient Chinese martial arts world know that someone has broken through the innate realm. They have broken the shackles of China that no one has broken through the innate realm in the past hundred years.
Shaolin Temple, a wing in the inner courtyard.
"Ah...hiss..."
Chen Jinyuan woke up leisurely, moved his somewhat stiff arms, rubbed his painful head, struggled to get up from the bed, and curiously looked at the surrounding environment.
The antique room is not luxurious, but it is very elegant. There is a portrait of Sakyamuni hanging on the wall. There is a small table in the center of the room with an incense burner on the table. The fragrance often emanates from it. It makes people feel...
The mood is very peaceful.
However, the bed board under him was too hard. Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him and the two linen monk quilts covering him, Chen Jinyuan felt a little short-circuited. A young novice monk of thirteen or fourteen years old lay on the bedside and whispered softly.
Snoring and talking in sleep.
"Little Master, Little Master, wake up!" Chen Jinyuan shook the little novice monk with his hand.
The little novice monk rubbed his sleepy eyes, pushed Chen Jinyuan's big hand, and said: "Don't make trouble... I'm very sleepy... don't make trouble for me,,,," and then continued to sleep under Chen Jinyuan's stunned eyes.
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Chen Jinyuan was speechless and was about to stand up.
"Ah..." the little novice monk screamed and sat up all of a sudden. His eyes were very lively and he was completely sleepless.
"Donor, are you awake?" The little novice monk's face was very excited.
"I'm dizzy. I'm not awake. Am I sleepwalking? Little Master, where is this place?" Chen Jinyuan rolled his eyes and asked.
"This is the Shaolin Temple!" the little novice monk said innocently with his big eyes flashing.
"Shaolin Temple?" Chen Jinyuan frowned, hammered his head, and tried hard to recall what happened that day.
"How long have I been unconscious?"
"Uh... almost two days!" said the little novice monk, counting on his fingers.
"Two days, so long!"
"Donor, please rest first, I will report to the head master." After saying that, he ignored Chen Jinyuan and ran out quickly.
Looking at the little novice monk running out quickly, he suddenly felt his mouth was dry, his whole body felt weak, his stomach made a growling sound, and Chen Jinyuan's face was covered with black lines.
"ah..."
A scream that echoed through the sky came from the wing, breaking the tranquility of the Shaolin Temple.
"How could this happen? Why is there only so little of my will power left? Where is the ancient martial arts space? Why is it missing?"
The originally full willpower in my mind disappeared, leaving only a black-yellow bead the size of a table tennis ball, and the most important thing, the ancient martial arts space that was originally spinning, was also gone.
Chen Jinyuan was scratching his head and scratching his head anxiously. He could still earn it back if he lost his willpower, but the Guwu Space was something he had always relied on. If it was gone, it would be difficult to imagine his future.
His mind communicated with the space intelligence program, and the information that soon appeared in his mind made Chen Jinyuan relieved. It turned out that Guwu's space was not missing, but completely integrated with his soul.
Knowing that Gu Wu's space was not lost, Chen Jinyuan's heart dropped. He calmed down and had time to check the damage. When he called up his personal attributes, Chen Jinyuan was so angry that he cursed his mother.
With only 500,000 points of 2,500 wish power left, Chen Jinyuan felt the urge to vomit blood and greeted Monk Benxiang's family all over the place.
Looking at the black-yellow bead spinning in his mind, "Damn it, uncle, I have been busy these days and am as tired as a dog, so what I got in exchange for something like this? This thing can't be a relic.
Well, I’ve never heard of such a big relic!”
"Eh!" Chen Jinyuan exclaimed, somewhat surprised to find that his sea of consciousness had actually been expanded several times. There is no reference, so it is difficult to estimate, but it is certain that it is much wider than before.
What was even more shocking was that with his eyes closed at this time, he could actually "see" the scene in the room. This situation scared Chen Jinyuan, and he kept opening and closing his eyes to confirm this strange phenomenon.
This feeling is like having a third eye. The image obtained is all-round and three-dimensional, which is clearer and more realistic than what can be seen with the naked eye.
Could this be the legendary divine consciousness? Let’s call it “divine consciousness”!
Chen Jinyuan's heart was full of shock, and then he was ecstatic. It was like he had got a novel toy, and he kept snooping around.
"Spiritual consciousness!" kept extending outward, and Chen Jinyuan was surprised to find that with himself as the center, he could clearly "see" every plant, tree, and movement within a radius of two hundred meters.