Why is the monk here?

Zhao Yingxiong had just arrived in front of the gate of time and space. Through the energy screen, he saw Yuantong and Huijing sitting cross-legged in the yard in Sanqingguan, as if they had entered a state of meditation.

"Everyone uses the old monk to enter into meditation to describe a person's unsuspecting attitude. In the past, I always thought about what an old monk would look like when he entered into meditation. It seems that it is no different from our practice."

Without looking back on his taste, he knew that Zhao Yingxiong had come to him: "But I felt that there was essence and blood flowing in these two monks' bodies, gathering in the Dantian and turning into essence..."

Zhao Yingxiong also looked at it for a while and frowned: "It's a bit strange, but you can sense that the energy in his body is not strong... This kind of thing should be the Qigong mental method."

"Qigong Mind Method?"

Tasting, he curled his lips and suddenly sighed quietly: "If I had not been a disciple, I would still be wandering in society now. I think I know the Qigong mental method and can cultivate true qi. I may not be sure that I will rush out at this time and kneel down to become a disciple..."

"I didn't expect that Qigong mental method really exists. However, it's too rough."

Zhao Yingxiong's eyes flashed with golden light and then slowly went out: "However, it is not easy for those who can create this kind of martial arts."

"But it's a world of difference compared to our practice skills..."

One practices oneself, locks the Yuan Pass, tempers the essence and energy. Practice a breath outside and cultivates the muscles, bones and skin inside. When the energy in the dantian changes into a qualitative change, the essence and energy can be liquefied, which can be used to open up the meridians and spiritual veins, open the door to heaven and earth, and accommodate the spiritual qi of heaven and earth.

The practitioners at the beginning are themselves melting furnaces, calcining the energy of heaven and earth, refining them into their bodies, and powerful physical and souls. In essence, the two methods of cultivation are incomparable. The practitioners cultivate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the internal mental methods cultivate their own essence.

Tasting straightened up: "No matter what they are, uncle, I always feel a little strange. What do you think of these two old monks here? I can guess that they must meet the master and something big happens..."

"What big deal can happen?"

Zhao Yingxiong curled his lips, complaining with dissatisfaction: "Senior Brother Yixiu clearly doesn't want to face these two old monks. He still brings you and me here, just to deal with these two old monks. I understand now, I want you and me to be a villain and drive these two monks away... No, no, it's up to you to deal with it yourself..."

"hey-hey..."

Tsing Jian smiled and Zhao Yingxiong's face turned angry. Tsing Jian waved his hand: "Uncle Master, let's take a look here first. These two old monks have opened their eyes. Let's hear what he wants to say..."

Zhao Yingxiong's fist that he had planned to secretly hammer and tasted was lowered, and his eyes looked at Sanqingguan, and his face was angry: "Take, I am your uncle after all, how could you be so big or small that you actually play with me?"

In the yard, the two old monks turned their backs to them. Where can I see whether the two people opened their eyes?

"Uncle Master..."

Tasting a little aggrieved: "I didn't lie to you..."

Zhao Yingxiong was angry and was about to speak, but Tingjian continued, "You can't beat me, this world is too unfair. Why are you an elder? I can't fight back when I hit me?"

Zhao Yingxiong was speechless for a moment and was stunned: "Or why should we beg for the boss? I will hit you, can you fight back?"

Tingjian's face turned a little black, and he glanced at Zhao Yingxiong. This big or small thing is our fellow disciple, you are the uncle... Can you give me a gift?

After a while of anxiety about Zhao Yingxiong's IQ, he smiled and said, "I finally understand why when we are in the same realm, when the little master teases me, I can always discover it immediately. Uncle Master, we are now condensed with the two souls of human and earth, and have the two souls of human and earth. At least we can release the mental power within a radius of dozens of meters. Can't you use the Yin God to peek at these two old monks by yourself to see if they wake up?"

Condensing the human soul to understand oneself, cutting off the fruit of enlightenment in the world. The earth soul condenses and dissolves in the earth, and the spiritual consciousness leaves the body like a god and a demon...

When the two souls of human and earth condense, they can release their self-perception. Within a radius of more than ten meters, they can easily sense the every move of all things. After tasting a strange look, they looked back at Zhao Yingxiong: "It's not... Master, don't you know yet?"

"snort!"

Zhao Yingxiong had a little embarrassed. He had been practicing Taoism for a longer time than appraisal. When he condensed the souls of humans, he had just become a disciple of Tianjizi and entered the Sanqing Temple. At that time, he was still an ordinary person who had never practiced.

In just a short period of time, he has now condensed his ghosts, and after tasting, he has arrived first, and has also reached the realm of the condensation of the two souls of man and earth.

Zhao Yingxiong usually practices hard and learns hard, and rarely thinks about the Taoist magical powers that can be involved in his own abilities. He tastes the nature of his nature and likes to think randomly. This kind of supernatural powers that leave the body and peeks around him is still realized by himself through scriptures...

"Uncle Master, you...this is also..."

Tasting widened his eyes: "No wonder, no wonder, every time you walk to you and don't appear in front of you, it's hard for you to perceive it. It turns out you...haha..."

"shut up!"

Zhao Yingxiong was very angry, feeling both a sense of humiliation and anger that he wanted to kill the guy in front of him with one punch.

But thinking about it, he seemed that he was really no match for this guy. Zhao Yingxiong looked at him coldly: "The old monk spoke..."

Appreciating the feeling of a comfortable face, although Zhao Yingxiong is his uncle, his inheritance is different, and the two are almost the same age as they are both monks halfway through and have many common topics. Therefore, this is how to make jokes without restraint, but things cannot go too far.

Seeing that Zhao Yingxiong was really angry, Tingjian quickly calmed down and stopped squeezing him. An angry face appeared in his head. Tingjian fought a cold war. Looking at Zhao Yingxiong, Tingjian was still a little envious: "Uncle Zhao is not strong, but his wife is strong..."

It seems that I feel a little hurt on my legs. It is not the first time I have been beaten: "If you want not to be beaten, you have to improve your cultivation level. I have to surpass this woman to be free..."

He looked at Zhao Yingxiong resentfully: "Uncle Master, you shouldn't be with me every day, you should go to Uncle Duoduo's place..."

Since the last time he was beaten, Master Duoduo has thrown Master Zhao to him, and he has almost become a day and night together every day. Appreciate and understand that Master Duoduo's intention is nothing more than to let his personality affect Master Zhao's cultivation speed...

"But...you should have a little hero too...I'm tired of being with me every day, what's that?"

I felt bitter in my heart when I tasted it: "Aren't you afraid of others' gossip?"

"If you don't gather the Yang God, you won't go home..."

Zhao Yingxiong's face was firm: "Otherwise, I, a big man, still have the face?"

Zhuoer Duoduo, that has already broken through the Yangshen realm not long ago... We are men, we can't be worse than women...

"Uncle Master..."

"Shut up!"
Chapter completed!