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The poem was full of sadness and melancholy. Zhiyan felt it the moment he read it. The surrounding scenery was certainly beautiful, but when he thought about how he had exterminated the temple that night, no matter how beautiful it was, all he felt was a sense of loneliness and sadness.

"Where is this place?" Zhiyan left the stone table and continued to look around. However, other than this beautiful scenery, the fog that covered everything within five feet of them was already thick. Since he was blocking the way, Zhiyan didn't dare to barge in recklessly.

"Little monk, you're awake?"

A voice that seemed to transcend the mundane came from the heavens and the earth.

Zhiyan was shocked. At this time, he heard another "hu" sound and the surrounding fog disappeared. It revealed the surroundings; the mountains were rugged, the valleys were surrounded by clouds, and the mountains were flying cranes. However, this place was at least a hundred zhang high peak!

With just a few words, the fog had dispersed. Who was this expert speaking?

"Who's talking?" Zhiyan asked the sky.

"Hahaha — —" A long and melodious laugh rang out. Zhiyan looked towards the source of the sound. He saw the fog rolling in the clouds and then a cloud floated over. On that thin layer of cloud, a tall silhouette could be vaguely seen. Delicate dress, blue and white, black hair shawl, holding the whisk. He was like an Immortal.

….

"The Immortal …" "An immortal?" Zhiyan was surprised.

"Little monk, you are being too serious. With this humble Taoist's current cultivation level, he is still far from flying up to become an immortal." The blue-robed man landed on the meadow and strolled towards Zhiyan. With the warmth of the wind in each step, it was as if he was stepping on clouds and drawing water. Within two or three steps, he crossed several tens of feet and arrived beside Zhiyan. You can just call me Daoist Master Fu Chang. "

"As usual... "Adept." Zhiyan cupped his hands respectfully. He did not dare to be rude.

"Last night when I was touring this area, I saw a red light shining from the southwest, so I looked over. Seeing the Shaolin Temple at the Yanluan Mountain turning into dust, with corpses strewn all over the ground, it was very miserable. Then I saw you standing in front of a lone pine tree on the mountainside, dressed in rags, covered in wounds, and covered in blood. I brought you here. However, your bones have shattered and your internal organs have ruptured. Ordinary people would probably already be dead. But when I saw that there was still a trace of true qi between your chaos, I saved you. " Daoist Master Fu Chang Zai smiled.

Zhiyan looked at his hands in doubt. The injuries from last night had all disappeared!

He had charged through the enemy's defenses many times, and the wounds he had sustained were actually undamaged!

Did he really meet an immortal?

"I saw that there were some serious fist marks in the temple, and there were even traces of true energy left in the surroundings. Someone must have infused his true energy into the ground, channeling the energy of heaven and earth to extinguish the Shaolin Temple." Daoist Master Fu Chang Zai laughed, "However, why would someone from a hidden Shaolin Temple in a foreign land come here to exterminate a temple?"

Zhiyan helplessly replied:

"According to what Mister Fang said, that was his enemy who came to seek revenge …."

"Oh, Chou family? "Hehe …" Daoist Master Fu Chang Zai laughed, "This is what the world loves. They live amidst hatred and resentment. Everyone knows when to repay a grievance, but no one is willing to let it go. "

Zhiyan sighed. He was right. Although the abbot had escaped into the Buddhist sect, he had yet to let go of his hatred.

However, the person who came to the Apocalypse Temple last night was really strong, so strong that Zhiyan had never seen such a realm.

Since he started cultivating, he had never once defeated Fang Xun. However, last night, Fang Chang activated all of the Sixth Layer Stage's power with all his might, and the punch he used with all his strength, had actually caused his bones to shatter, and blood to flow out of his seven orifices!

"How laughable." After Daoist Master Fu Chang smiled, he turned and walked away. He walked to the stone table and sat down.

Looking at the sky, Zhiyan thought of Fang Xun and the person who destroyed the temple. He thought of many things. Right now, he was only able to survive under the hands of a true person, while his abbot wasn't so lucky. He truly sighed with emotion.

Zhiyan walked to the side and cupped his hands in thanks. "No matter what, I still have to thank you for saving my life —"

"It's nothing, don't hang your teeth." Daoist Master Fu Chang Zai laughed, "Little Monk, there's no need to brood over this."

"Oh right, little monk, can you tell me your name?" I am rather interested in you. "

"Disciple's name is Zhiyan."

"Come and sit and chat. There's no need to stand so courteously."

Thus, Zhiyan walked over and sat opposite to Daoist Master Fu Chang.

After brewing a cup of clear tea for Zhiyan, he laughed and said: "After I treated your injuries, I simply examined your meridians. Although you are a disciple of Shaolin Temple, you have studied the number one secret manual for buddhist cultivators, the [Vajra Scripture]. If I remember correctly, this should be a cultivation method that only Reverend could learn in the past generations of Shaolin Temple. Although your meridians were in disorder at that time, your bones are different from ordinary people! However, looking at your aptitude, you should have reached Second Layer Stage earlier. During this time, did you learn any other techniques? "

"In terms of strengthening the body, I only have the [Vajra Scripture] for reference. In addition to the [Vajra Scripture], disciples only studied the spear arts every day. I often borrow the spears, sticks, spears, and halberds hidden in the temple to cultivate. " Zhiyan answered.

"But, what does Spiritual Master mean when he says that the bones of a disciple are different from those of an ordinary person?" Zhiyan asked.

"It's hard to say..." The Daoist Master became suspicious, "He looks no different from an ordinary person, but in reality, he has another unfathomable mystery. In the future, you will definitely discover it yourself. "

Zhiyan nodded.

If he didn't want to talk about it, then there was nothing he could do.

"Speaking of the future, what are Little He's plans?" The real person asked while drinking tea, "The Shaolin Temple is already gone."

"This …" Zhiyan hesitated, not knowing what to say.

The letter from the abbot was still safe in his clothes. However, the matter of the abbot leaving a letter, it was best to not let the Adept know. However, he had not read the letter from his abbot and did not know what kind of request he had received from him.

"Haha, you're still young, so it's reasonable for you to have such doubts." The Daoist laughed and said, "Even if we meet by fate, I will only help you this once. The road after that was for you alone. In the future when you meet with calamities in the martial arts world, no one will come to save you. "

"Thank you, Master." Zhiyan cupped his hands.

The Adept laughed. "I saw that you were about to enter society when you were so young. If he barged in without knowing the rules, it would be difficult to walk. Shall I tell you some of the truths of the world? "

"Adept, please enlighten me." Zhiyan cupped his hands.

"There are some things that may seem like it, but in reality, that is not the case. This chaotic scene seemed like the law of the jungle, but in reality, it still depended on scheming and intelligence to obtain victory. Whether or not you fall into his game of chess and are manipulated by him is something to think about before you act. "

Zhiyan nodded.

"The first strike may not be able to suppress the opponent. If one is smart enough or strong enough, victory and defeat will forever be uncertain. The future is unpredictable, but it can be changed. " The Adept instructed.

"The last rule is that those who have accomplished great things must not be restrained by small details. One must not lose too much because of small matters. The affairs of the world were like chess, all in exchange for a thousand years of history. "To live on the sake of being in love with someone …"

"It would be better to abandon one's son and obtain victory. After you enter the martial arts world, you must always remember these three points and never forget them. " Daoist Master Fu Chang Zai said.

"Yes." Zhiyan cupped his hands and said.

Lord Fang had also said last night that he must remember this very well. However, before he could descend the mountain, the temple was destroyed.

Thinking back, everything had turned into a shadow. Zhiyan still found it hard to accept.

"It's fate that we meet each other. With your talent and comprehension, coupled with your painstaking training, you and I will definitely rise to prominence in the future! I'll give you three last things. I hope that you'll be able to take care of yourself step by step and be careful with your words when you enter this world. "

After Daoist Master Fu Chang smiled, he waved his horsetail whisk and the large stone table in front of him, along with the chessboard and the teapot, turned into a mass of gray fog. In the next moment, it became a thick and round rod.

"This is a stone rod that I made of this stone table for you. It is made of solid marble. If you say that you have learnt spearmanship, this rod can be given to you as a weapon to accompany you in the future. "

"This... This disciple does not dare to accept such a great favor. " Zhiyan hurriedly said, "I'm afraid there's no way to repay this kindness."

"Hahaha!" Yet, you, a young monk, are actually quite interesting. " Daoist Master Fu Chang Zai laughed loudly, "If it's a divine weapon, you can say those words. "But this is only a long stick forged from earth and stone. Are you not willing to give me any face at all?"

"Disciple doesn't dare." Zhiyan nodded and took the stone stick. However, the moment the stone stave was in his hands, he was completely shocked by Zhiyan! It really was made from the material of the stone table. Fortunately, it was propped up on the ground. With Zhiyan's current strength, it was difficult for him to carry it on his back. This weighing weight was most likely over a hundred Jin!

It was truly hard for him to accept someone's "great gift".

"Since you already have the secret manual for the [Vajra Scripture], I no longer need to guide you in strengthening your body. It would be best for you to reach the seventh level as soon as possible." My attainment in the field of spear arts is not high, so I am unable to impart it. However, seeing your disordered breathing, you must have never refined Qi before. I'll teach you a Ki Refining technique now? "

"Refined Qi?" Zhiyan was shocked, "What is it?"

Daoist Master Fu Chang Zai shook his head and laughed.

"The meridians of the human body are complex and all-encompassing. If it was simply using his strong tendons to strengthen his muscles, he would only have an empty shell. Every day, a person would survive, breathe, and breathe. Fighting, training, and meditating. Refining the Qi was to gather the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth and the Yin Yang True Qi in order to consolidate the Dantian and enrich the inner strength. Putting in his dantian and opening up his sky spirit. It passed through the meridians in the entire body, melting into nothingness. The Qi Refining stage was complete, and the inner force was deep. In terms of martial prowess, no warrior could be determined by brute force. They also had to strengthen and fix their Qi and blood. Do you understand what I'm saying? " The Daoist man explained patiently.

"In terms of breathing and breathing, Master Fang has taught me some things." Zhiyan shook his head, "I understand what you meant."

"You go down the mountain and train your spear arts and the [Vajra Scripture]. If you continue to train hard, I'll pass on this set of mental cultivation methods to you. That'll be enough." As long as you do not slack off in your cultivation, your strength will quickly rise. "

After the Daoist man finished laughing, he brought his fingers together, and a streak of white light shot out.

Before Zhiyan could react, Daoist Master Fu Chang's glowing white finger had already disappeared into his head. However, other than feeling a little dizzy, Zhiyan did not feel any difference. After a moment, the Adept withdrew his finger.

"Enough, this top tier Qi Refining mental cultivation method, Five Spirit Mind Spell, as well as this complete picture of heaven and earth have been transmitted into your mind." In the future, as long as you remember the contents of the [Five Spirit Mind Spell], you will understand it in detail. When you begin your training, you can throw away all those complicated books. "

"Thank you, Daoist Master for your teachings!" Zhiyan cupped his hands. He could not help but feel that it was magical.

"Alright, now that I've taught you the basics, you've given me your gift. I still have to roam around everywhere, so I won't dawdle with you. " "I believe that our fates are not so shallow!"

Afterwards, the Daoist Master waved his whisk and a whirlwind enveloped him, causing him to disappear.

Immediately after, clear clouds flew in from all directions, enveloping Zhiyan in an instant. Very quickly, Zhiyan was carried up by the whirlwind, and with a "hu hu" sound, he rose up and left the place. Amidst the howling sounds, he rushed down swiftly. At this moment, the voice of Daoist Master Fu Chang resounded once again from between heaven and earth:

"Little Monk Zhiyan, it is up to you to decide how you want to go along the road in the future. "I have to remember —"

"In the following days, you will only have yourself to live with!"

Zhiyan was silent.

….

By the time the wind had dispersed and Zhiyan landed on the ground, the surroundings had already become a wasteland. Behind him was the mountain road and the magnificent, towering peaks. Zhiyan sighed and looked at the wasteland in front of them.

"Now, I'm the only one left."

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