The thousand-year-old temple has survived through the rise and fall of several dynasties, and is full of traces of antiquity and the marks of time. Now it stands at the end of the starry sky, looking at the Milky Way and looking back at the past, all the old stories of the past and present have gone with the wind.
However, some consciousness remains and has never changed!
Wang Xuan was sure that there was some residual spiritual energy of the Bodhisattva inside, sealed in a strange object, waiting for him to open it. Now the mysterious factor was cheering and jumping for joy, welcoming his arrival.
Where is the place of immortality?
Where is the Bodhisattva’s Pure Land of Bliss?
Wang Xuan pondered, since those ancient immortal-level masters were so powerful, why didn't any of them survive?
But now the remaining spiritual energy is playing tricks, trying to climb out of one big hole after another, but it is very likely to drag future generations in as scapegoats.
What is the relationship between these spiritual remnants and the real immortals and bodhisattvas? Are they themselves, or are they deliberately left behind to anchor this world?
"Old Wang, I have never discovered in the past that the thousand-year-old temple is so special. Although it doesn't look high, it gives people a grand feeling psychologically, and makes people want to look up. Look at those blue bricks and gray tiles that have been preserved for more than a thousand years. They have cracks and have experienced countless historical wars, but they have an increasingly heavy sense of time. They are actually glowing now, which makes me feel so moved that I burst into tears. I think this inheritance is so great. The thousand-year-old Buddha's fire has not been extinguished, scattered on both sides of the starry sky, always conveying the compassion of the Bodhisattva, to purify the world, and to make people feel moved. I can't help but go to worship." Qin Cheng looked ahead, as if he was going on a pilgrimage.
Wang Xuan grabbed him. Was he trying to cause the strange objects in the temple to resonate, causing the mysterious energy contained in the thousand-year-old temple to revive, in order to convert Qin Cheng?
"Wake up! You have just been infected by some residual spiritual secret power. Do you want to become a monk instead of worshipping Immortal Wang?" Wang Xuan patted his shoulder lightly.
At the same time, his spiritual realm emerged, white mist filled his forehead and resonated, making Qin Cheng's eyes clear again.
Qin Cheng was surprised and said, "Old Wang, this temple seems to be really different today. It feels particularly sacred and makes people feel good."
"Stay ten meters away from me and feel if it still feels the same." Wang Xuan asked him to stay away.
He felt that everything was caused by the spiritual secret power he had attracted, and that Qin Cheng was too close to him and was "influenced" by the residual energy of the old Bodhisattva.
"Strange, that feeling has faded." Qin Cheng was puzzled.
Wang Xuan did not explain, fearing to scare him, and took him closer to the temple. He chose an open area and stood quietly there, sensing it silently. He looked at Qin Cheng and said, "You practice Vajra Fist here."
"Is there anything special about this?" Qin Cheng was surprised.
"It's a good place to practice this kind of boxing near a temple."
"Okay!" Qin Cheng nodded. In the old technique experimental class, they all learned the Vajra Fist, and he was quite familiar with it. In this place, he stretched his body, facing the thousand-year-old temple, and it was quite charming.
Wang Xuan silently practiced the root method of the pre-Qin alchemists, and instantly attracted more mysterious factors. Even he felt that the temple seemed to be glowing.
But he was unmoved and did not go in. He stood outside the temple wall, resonating with the mysterious factor. He pulled it with his spiritual realm and sent it all towards Qin Cheng.
Of course, there is a prerequisite for him to achieve this step, that is, he can open the inner scene on his own. These mysterious substances are naturally close to him and automatically approach him.
The concentration of the falling mysterious factor cannot be compared with that in the inner scene, but it is enough for Qin Cheng. He has never come into contact with this substance before, and it seems particularly precious now.
Wang Xuan estimated that if he continued to practice in this place, he should be able to advance to the level of Grand Master within one or two years!
Now, he directed all the mysterious factors to Qin Cheng, which was quite impressive for someone who had not yet gained Qi.
As the person involved, although Qin Cheng could not sense the mysterious factor, he found that the activity in his body increased, his metabolism accelerated, and he felt better when practicing Vajra Fist.
"Am I going to gather energy?!" He couldn't believe it. While practicing, he lowered his head, looked at his body and hands, and he almost trembled.
In fact, he himself was very close to this level. After coming to Xinyue, he was guarding the Tiger and Wolf Medicine Experimental Field. When someone sent him medicine, he tried his best to digest and absorb it, and the effect was very obvious.
However, the threshold of gathering energy always blocked his way. Even though he was close to it, he couldn't step over it.
Everything is different now. Nourished by the mysterious factor, his blood and blood vitality have increased dramatically, his spirit is surging, and he can even feel that he is about to break through the window paper.
Qin Cheng felt like crying. He had longed for this realm for a long time but had never been able to break through. But now it was within his reach!
He had been blaming himself recently for spending too much money from his family, only to be ripped off when he got here. He gave away three million new star coins without even making a splash.
The fundamental reason was that his own conditions were not up to standard and he was never able to absorb energy, so he had to offer it to that disgusting person.
"Lao Wang, I feel like crying. I won't thank all the gods and Buddhas. I think it was you who helped me using unknown means!" Qin Cheng was still very sharp and said with red eyes.
Through Wang Xuan's abnormal behavior and the various miraculous experiences he had after coming to the temple, he realized that his friend was very mysterious!
People who practice the old techniques and are about to gather energy naturally have many times stronger intuition than ordinary people.
"Don't talk, don't ruin your feeling!" Wang Xuan asked him to calm down.
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