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Chapter 44 [Indestructible Magic Power]

 King Kong Temple is the largest sect in Yunzhou, the extreme northwest region of the Dajing Dynasty. It can be said that the journey is far away and has no boundaries.

But the reputation is so real that even Shen Xiu, who is thousands of miles away, knows how powerful this sect is.

The so-called Xuanjian Division, which has a notorious reputation in Dajing, is probably not even worthy of carrying shoes in front of that sect’s King Kong Temple.

Therefore, Yang Jinhong's answer was beyond Shen Xiu's expectations.

Yang Jinhong actually said that he was still an abandoned disciple of the Vajra Temple, and he even possessed Taoist skills.

In the Qixuan Taoist divine level, the secrets of the Taoist level are rare, the magical methods have been hidden for a long time, and the Xuanpin skills are already considered extremely precious.

A Taoist-level classic is really eye-catching.

This is already the unique secret of each sect, a secret that is not passed down and cannot be passed on for free.

Even though Shen Xiu has been in Taixi City for such a long time, he has only heard about this extremely powerful Taoist skill.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Yang Jinhong's thin figure, wanting to hear his follow-up.

Yang Jinhong didn't keep his appetite for too long. He glanced at him and said: "This technique is called the Vajra Indestructible Divine Technique. It is a secret that is not taught in the Vajra Temple. It can be practiced to the extreme, but the Vajra is indestructible and invincible. It requires Buddhist teachings." Only those who practice intensively can make progress.

I just don’t have a very high level of profound Buddhist teachings, so after I left the Vajra Temple, I never practiced anymore. But later, my identity was accidentally discovered by Wang Yuehu, the second master of Chihuo Village, and what happened here happened."

The temptation of Taoist classics is too strong.

The experience Yang Jinhong mentioned was not beyond Shen Xiu's expectations, but no matter who it was, they probably couldn't remain indifferent to such a treasure.

Shen Xiu was surprised, but showed no other expression. Yang Jinhong was facing Shen Xiu all the time, and was observing Shen Xiu's every move when he said this.

Seeing that Shen Xiu's face was calm and there was no strange greedy look on his face, he finally felt a little relieved.

"You are a disciple of my martial arts school, and you always have a sense of friendship. If you help me solve one thing, I will leave this skill to you."

"What happened?"

"Of course it's not a matter of murder and arson, which is harmful to nature."

Yang Jinhong said with a faint smile.

"There is a pink wooden hairpin in the closet at the bottom of my room in the martial arts school. After you go back this time, hand it to Qiuniang in the 43rd courtyard of Tongguang Lane, Changqingfang, south of the city, and tell her not to Waiting."

Shen Xiu listened to it and felt that there was an unknown story hidden behind it.

Regarding such an easy exchange, Shen Xiu nodded immediately.

"Outside the city, there is a statue of Qinglong Temple, one foot below."

Shen Xiu quickly remembered and knew that this was the location where Master Yang said the hidden skills were hidden.

"I have made two big mistakes in my life. First, I broke the precepts and left the Vajra Temple. Second, I was careless and fell into the hands of the second master of the Red Fire Bandit."

The red fire thief in the bonfire outside the door seemed to realize that there had been no movement here for a long time, so he walked towards this side.

Shen Xiu lurked inside the house, and as soon as he stepped through the door, he silently stepped forward and pinched his throat.

Yang Jinhong's voice was low, "I don't regret the former, the only thing I regret is the latter."

"Master Yang is not planning to leave?" Shen Xiu frowned. Master Yang seemed to be a bit indecisive.

Yang Jinhong shook his head when he heard this, "I know my fate well. Even if I get out, I won't have much time to live.

If everything is as you said and I do nothing, I am afraid that all my efforts in the past ten years will be wasted in the hands of Wang Yuehu. The consequences of my carelessness should also be ended by me... ”

Yang Jinhong's tone was unexpectedly calm. As he spoke, a strange anger appeared on his face, and he walked out the door as if he was returning to the past.

It seems that some kind of method of consuming the body's essence is used.

"I will buy you time, as well as the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art. Practicing it rashly may not be a good thing, but you can decide for yourself. Now, little brother, you have to be careful."

Yang Jinhong's aura suddenly shook, and with every step he took, some power seemed to return to his body, and his thin body gradually expanded.

A few steps later, when Yang Jinhong stepped out of the house.

His body has become full and plump, his energy and blood are strong, the muscles and bones in his body are in harmony, the sound of thunder is moving, and his momentum has reached its peak.

With such an appearance, no one can compare it with the previous Yang Jinhong.

This also means that your cultivation has been abolished...

Chen Xiu was stunned for a while.

The red fire thieves in the venue are still drinking, and some are sharpening their knives, as if they are waiting for the arrival of the next fat sheep.

The appearance of Yang Jinhong at this time quickly attracted the attention of the nearby Red Fire Bandits.

A tall, thin man stood up, raised the big knife on his waist, and said in a deep voice, "Where did this old guy come from? He dared to break into our Red Fire Village alone, what a daredevil!"

The figure in the dim light had completely changed before and after, and for a moment he didn't recognize it. It was Yang Jinhong who had been imprisoned by them for more than two years.

The four big men around him stood up one after another after hearing this, and gathered around Yang Jinhong, their eyes looking rather cold.

"Noisy."

Yang Jinhong suddenly swung his left hand and created a strong wind.

The tall, thin man in front of him was hit in the chest by a huge force, and in the blink of an eye he was a bloody mess.

He stared at Yang Jinhong in disbelief, then slowly fell to the ground, his body trembling, but he did not die immediately.

"Lao Zhang?"

The other three Red Fire Thieves exclaimed when they saw this, jumped up, and rushed towards the strange man. The long knives in their hands were like silver swords hanging in the air.

Yang Jinhong retreated lightly. When their swords were approaching, he could not avoid it. The skin on his body reflected layers of golden light.

When the red fire thief's sword was applied, there was a sound of thunder, like the collision of metal.

The three red fire thieves were stunned when they saw this.

He held the knife again and swept it out diagonally. Then he kicked his legs, leaving a crack in the ground. His body gritted his teeth and struck at him again.

Yang Jinhong punched out again, and a golden shadow flashed out, blasting out with great force. One of the Red Fire Thieves immediately covered his chest and flew far away.

My chest is sunken and my eyesight can’t stand.

As he kicked his feet hard a few times, his body suddenly stiffened, and then he lay motionless on the ground.

Seeing this, the remaining three red fire thieves felt their scalps numb.

"This man has a weird body, leave quickly!"

The remaining two red fire thieves turned around and ran towards the hall in the village.

Such a weird ability can only be solved by their village leader. At this time, the surrounding Red Fire Bandits also discovered traces of this person.

Yang Jinhong sneered, and the auras from all directions surged into his body. After superimposing, the speed was extremely fast. When he stepped on the ground again, his figure burst out.

Two punches hit the two people's backs, and both of them died instantly in response to the punches, without the ability to resist.

Looking at the red fire thieves who were constantly pouring in around him, Yang Jinhong showed no fear on his face. He looked at the big house in the village, his face calm as never before.

Just like when he was 18 years old, he took a stick and broke into the 18-year-old Vajra Temple.


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