Even in the Imperial Clan, imperial arts and holy arts are core secrets, and only a very small number of clan members or descendants can cultivate the clan. In the Holy Land, the venerable-level treasures are naturally treasures, unless they are established.
Only those who have made great achievements or are direct descendants can practice it.
Therefore, even though many people here are from the Holy Land, they will still be jealous when they see the Venerable-level magic.
What's more, many people are from the lord-level forces, so naturally they are even more excited about the rising sun.
Because that figure is performing the Sun Palm, just like a teacher teaching it.
Ji Xiangtian's face looked a little ugly.
She has even learned the Imperial Technique, so naturally she will not take a Venerable Level Treasure Technique too seriously. However, this is a Buddhist secret technique, and now it is being shown to others so that everyone can practice it. This naturally makes her feel uncomfortable.
She couldn't be happy.
In the face of such an opportunity, no one would be polite, and they would all observe quietly.
But just after a while, voila, a dark wind blew by, and the oil lamp went out.
"Run!" Everyone shouted, scrambling to squeeze out.
Although everyone ran away immediately, there was always a rush, and many people still stayed inside.
After a while, these people appeared, all with blurred eyes, as if they had lost their true nature, whether they were building foundations, forging cauldrons, or generating elixirs, they were no exception.
It can be clearly seen that their faces are covered with black and blue palm prints, and their slender fingers are not human at all.
"Holy girl, is there any way to save the dead souls here?" Youshengdanjing asked Ji Xiangtian, very politely, and did not regard the other party as a junior at a lower level.
Ji Xiangtian shook his head and said there was nothing he could do.
Even if there was, she would argue that there wasn't, because there were Buddhist secrets in this temple, and she naturally didn't want people to learn them.
Originally, when the lights went out, everyone should go to other halls, but there are venerable-level treasures here, so who would want to leave?
After a while, the oil lamp in the main hall came on again.
Everyone entered again and continued to watch.
The good times did not last long. After a while, the dark wind blew again and the oil lamp went out.
Just like before, everyone ran out of the hall again.
By repeating this process, people with high talents have roughly mastered this precious technique, but those with weak talents, especially those from the local area, have much lower understanding than the geniuses from the outside world, and they have been unable to understand it for a long time.
There is no other way but to enter the main hall again and again.
Ling Han is naturally one of the first people to master the treasure technique, and he may be the first one besides Ji Xiangtian to learn the Great Sun Palm. After all, she is a saint of the Buddhist clan, and her techniques are inherited from the same origin.
But he didn't show it, and went back and forth twice more, then sat cross-legged outside and began to realize.
He just memorized all the key points of the magic technique, but how could it be so simple to translate it into his own understanding?
He wasn't the only one, there were a bunch of people sitting cross-legged outside the hall, all of them were talented outsiders, and Star Network could be ranked in the top two hundred.
After a few hours, Ling Han felt that he had completely mastered this precious technique, so he closed his eyes in boredom and rested his mind.
Another hour passed.
"Hahaha!" A long laugh was heard, and Feng Jixing stood tall and started practicing in the open space. It was the sun-up palm.
Ling Han glanced at it for a few times and couldn't help but nodded secretly. This guy really deserves to be ranked among the twelfth in the Star Network. His understanding is terrifyingly strong. He has initially mastered the essence of the Sun Palm. There are only slight shortcomings, but
I believe it can be repaired soon if it is rounded off.
To be honest, with the opponent's Jiuding cultivation level and the Nine-Color Glazed Cauldron, Ling Han was not completely sure of defeating the opponent. Perhaps Feng Jixing's combat power had already reached the early stage of elixir generation and was even stronger than Ling Han.
"It's done!"
"What a terrifying understanding!"
"It will take me at least a few days to get a rough idea. In comparison, the gap is so huge that it is immeasurable."
All the geniuses lamented that they were already geniuses among geniuses, but there was still a huge gap compared to Feng Jixing.
Ling Han secretly smiled. If he said that he had understood the Great Sun Palm an hour ago, I wonder how shocked these people would be?
Well, most of them probably don’t believe what he said.
A few hours later, the top geniuses have gradually mastered this precious technique and can initially operate it, but to reach the point where it is mastery and mysterious, it will not happen overnight.
There are even some techniques that will be useless if you practice them for hundreds of years if you don't understand the special artistic conception.
How can it be so easy to practice a master-level treasure technique?
However, several people screamed and died suddenly.
It was not that he was attacked by someone, but that he was haunted by ghosts many times, which depleted his life source and died without any illness.
Among them, there is even one who is in the elixir realm.
In this strange place, Dan Sheng Realm may not have much advantage compared to Foundation Building and Ding Casting.
Now, even those in the elixir realm are afraid.
They did not dare to stay any longer for fear of causing misfortune to themselves and continued to move forward.
After walking through the hall, there was a wall. But after entering through the arch, a very strange scene appeared in front of it.
There are no temples anywhere, it's just a desert.
What the hell?
Ling Han was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.
Was he suddenly teleported back to the desert?
No, although this is a desert, there is a blood moon hanging in the sky, which is indescribably sad.
It’s so weird, where is this?
"Why did we suddenly come to the desert?"
"Is this being teleported?"
"Or...a hallucination?"
Everyone was shocked, and some even lowered their bodies and picked up sand, trying to determine whether this was an illusion.
Ling Han also released his spiritual consciousness, but was surprised to find that this was really sand, and it was guaranteed to be fake.
Unless this method is far beyond his level, he will not be able to tell the truth from the lies.
"Hey, Ling Han!" Song Lan looked over with a look of surprise.
Because she had clearly not seen him before, but he suddenly appeared, which surprised her.
Ling Han was surprised, how did the other party recognize him?
He has obviously changed his appearance, and even the fluctuations in his soul have also changed. Only if he is several realms higher than him can his disguise be revealed.
He condensed water vapor and turned it into an ice mirror. When he took a look, wasn't he in the mirror his original appearance?
How can this be?
He clearly didn't remove the Soul Evolution Technique, let alone change his appearance. How could he suddenly return to his original appearance?
Ling Han was extremely surprised, what is going on?
"Junior, it turns out you are here!" Amidst the sneer, the Dong family's Sanshengdan looked towards Ling Han at the same time.
Damn, they can also see their true identity.
No, nothing about this is right.
Boom, Dong Xiao has already come to kill him, his combat power in the Shengdan realm is fully activated, and the terror is boundless.