Go! Go! Go!
The Qin family's carriage was speeding on the avenue, and Qin Yuesheng was sitting in the carriage practicing the Xuantian Sutra.
This internal skill is indeed of the same level as the Demonic Evil Blade, and it is extremely efficient in converting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into internal strength.
Qin Yuesheng conservatively estimated that with another seven or eight days of practice, he would be able to break through the Youjing acupoint and enter the first level of internal strength.
To be honest, this cultivation speed can indeed be considered very fast. It is also thanks to Qin Yuesheng's strong physique, and the blessing of the internal energy of the Xuantian Sutra. Otherwise, if it were someone else, it would definitely not be possible to do it in a few months.
But even so, Qin Yuesheng still felt unsatisfied. He thought back to when he was an external training warrior, he could easily master all kinds of external training techniques and martial arts. As long as he had enough all-round essence, he could reach the maximum level in minutes.
But once he reached the realm of internal strength, his rapid growth in strength was restricted by the ten major acupoints in the human body, which was really regrettable.
While Qin Yuesheng was daydreaming, the carriage had stopped at the foot of the green mountain where Hanshan Temple was located.
Qin Yuesheng walked out of the carriage and jumped steadily to the ground.
"Master, do you need me to go up with you?" asked the driver.
"No need, just go back by yourself, I will go back home by myself when the time comes." After leaving these words, Qin Yuesheng walked straight towards the stone path up the mountain.
Taking out the fox spirit's heart and eyes and placing them in front of him, Qin Yuesheng began to observe the Hanshan Temple located halfway up the mountain.
In the gray vision of the fox spirit, he saw more than ten black air rising into the sky in Hanshan Temple, each one was one or two feet high, but the momentum was weaker than that of Bai Hao and Mr. Huang Si in Rishui Village.
"This temple is a big problem." Qin Yuesheng took out the evil-warding toad. The closer he walked to Hanshan Temple on the mountain, the faster the index of the glass plate on the back of the evil-warding toad increased. In a short while, it reached as many as four hundred.
This is the source of the greatest hostility Qin Yuesheng has ever encountered.
The evil-suppressing sword, the soul-shaking bell, the soul-shaking roar, and the soul-stealing demon.
Qin Yuesheng checked the four-piece set of exorcism equipment on his body, and felt much more at ease.
Qin Feng is still bedridden now. No matter what, Qin Yuesheng has to find the whereabouts of the mysterious man and force him to tell him the method to treat his father.
As soon as he arrived at the gate of Hanshan Temple, he saw two young monks sweeping the floor with bamboo brooms. Qin Yuesheng looked at them with his soul's eyes.
No problem, they are all normal people.
Only then did he give up the idea of killing them and walked around them into Hanshan Temple.
As a Buddhist temple, Hanshan Temple is open to anyone, and even the sweeping monk will not stop you.
Qin Yuesheng was able to enter the temple easily, and relying on his fox spirit, he walked towards the black light that was closest to him.
Along the way, he would occasionally meet some people who came here to burn incense and worship Buddha. Qin Yuesheng checked each of them one by one, and only let down his guard after making sure that the other party was fine.
There are a lot of black lights here. Qin Yuesheng is quite worried that Hanshan Temple might have already become a sneaky lair, so he is acting so cautiously.
Soon, he arrived at the door of a side hall. The plaque of this hall was titled "Arhat Hall". The light inside the hall was dim and the sun could not shine in. It had to be illuminated by a large number of candles inserted side by side.
One could vaguely see a large tripod placed in the hall, with smoke rising from it, and no one knew what was inside.
Qin Yuesheng glanced at the fox spirit's eyes, and sure enough, the black light was clearly visible right before his eyes.
Taking out the Soul-Changing Bell and the Evil-Suppressing Sword, Qin Yuesheng strode directly into the hall, looking around as he walked.
In the dim environment, the huge Vajra Arhat statues appear hideous and evil.
It doesn't look like a Buddha, but more like a demon.
Click!
Suddenly, a slight sound of footsteps was heard from the darkness deep in the hall.
Qin Yuesheng instantly looked in that direction and saw a figure slowly walking towards him.
When they reached the fire area, Qin Yuesheng could see the other person's appearance clearly.
He is a monk with nine scars wearing a cassock.
"Young donor, this is not the place to pray for peace. The Guanyin Hall and the Main Hall are where you should go." The monk said kindly.
"Master, the Vajra Arhat in the Vajra Arhat Hall is also a Buddha, why can't he pray for peace?" Qin Yuesheng continued to move forward.
Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the big cauldron, the monk in cassock suddenly performed some kind of body movement and directly blocked Qin Yuesheng's way.
"There are many taboos in Hanshan Temple. It's normal for the donor not to know. You'd better leave this Arhat Hall quickly to avoid any unexpected accidents."
"Master, are you threatening me?" Qin Yuesheng's eyes widened. "Monk, I don't think you are a good person."
After saying that, Qin Yuesheng slapped out with his palm at lightning speed. The power of his palm was so astonishing that the palm made a sound like breaking wind.
The monk in cassock quickly stretched out his palms to fight back against Qin Yuesheng.
Bang!
The three palms of the two men collided fiercely, and the monk in cassock flew backwards in an instant, crashing into the big cauldron.
"Puff! You, what kind of palm is that?" The monk in cassock fell off the cauldron, lying on the ground, spitting blood, and asked Qin Yuesheng in disbelief.
"Vajra Palm." Qin Yuesheng drew out the evil-suppressing knife and walked over to slap the monk in cassock on the face.
Suddenly, a large amount of black mist emanated from his body, and the thick mist rolled around and drifted away. Qin Yuesheng swept his palm and immediately blew away all the black mist.
At this moment, there was no longer any monk in a cassock on the ground. Instead, there was a monster wearing a cassock, but neither human nor ghost.
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