In the deep mountains and desolate forests, Li Yan was walking alone. At this moment, Zhuang Xian had already disappeared, but Li Yan didn't care. Just as he expected, this place was indeed a real small world. The man at that time

The peerless martial artist left behind such a small world for some unknown reason. After years of evolution, it has become a new world.

It is a pity that the rules of this world are set by that peerless martial artist. His Yuan Shen, who is a Four-Tribulation Loose Immortal, cannot be used here. Fortunately, his martial arts cultivation in the human-immortal realm is still there.

Otherwise, he was really worried that Zhuang Xian was trying to trick him!

Step by step out of the desolate forest, a temple soon came into view. Li Yan smiled slightly and immediately stepped forward. He needed to find someone to get a better understanding of this small world.

"Shenjie Temple." From afar, Li Yan saw the name of the temple, and smiled disdainfully: "Using the body as a precept is ultimately just to save oneself, little Taoist, if you can't sincerely save others,

, Not to mention building one temple, even building thousands of them is just a waste of money."

"Amitabha!" As soon as Li Yan finished speaking, a Buddha's name was heard in the temple. Then, two monks came out quickly. The old monk on the left, who was in his fifties or sixties, quickly raised his hands.

He folded his hands and said, "What the layman said is in line with Buddhist principles. It really goes deep into my heart. Xuanbei admires it so much."

"The monk's cultivation is not weak." Just now Li Yan commented, not deliberately lowering his voice, but also not raising his voice. This old monk Xuanbei was able to catch the wind and welcome him out. He was obviously a very high-ranking martial arts cultivator.

Because, Li Yan could clearly see that this old monk had profound skills and had reached the peak of the middle stage of elixir condensation, which was still higher than Wang Heng he had met before.

Xuan Bei was shocked when he heard this. He looked at Li Yan again, but didn't notice anything strange at all. Except for his strange clothes and short hair, he didn't seem to have any sign of martial arts skills. However, after hearing his comment about himself just now,

His cultivation level is definitely not fake, which is really puzzling. But after all, he has practiced Buddhism for many years. After a slight pause, he quickly responded: "This is a great reward from a layman. I am too embarrassed to deserve it."

"At your age, it's rare to be able to practice martial arts to such a level. Why be so modest?" Li Yan chuckled and spoke very calmly. He really didn't know that his words had shocked Xuan Bei's heart.

What a huge storm arose.

"Amitabha," the old monk next to Xuanbei, who was about the same age as him, saw this and quickly clasped his hands together and said: "Old Na Wuchen, Tian is the abbot of the Shenjie Temple. The lay Buddhists are profound in Buddhism. Please come to the temple for a while.

Narrative."

"Li Yan, I'm going to bother you a lot." The original intention was to inquire about the specific situation of this small world, so Li Yan naturally would not refuse the other party's invitation.

At this moment, the host, the old monk Wuchen, led the way, followed by Li Yan and Xuanbei, and the three of them entered the Shenjie Temple together. The guests and hosts sat down, and after talking and laughing, Li Yan was surprised to know that this little Qian

The world was in the Northern Song Dynasty at this time. There were Liao Kingdom in the north, Xixia in the west, Dali in the south, and Tubo and other countries, all of which were close to the Northern Song Dynasty.

But this was not what surprised Li Yan the most. What surprised him the most was that the current situation in this small world was very much like a martial arts novel in his mind. This made him unable to help but feel...

I asked: Is it possible that when that unparalleled martial arts cultivator opened up the world, he deliberately typed it in the order of that martial arts novel?

Sure enough, after some questioning, Li Yan finally learned that in today's martial arts world, it is the Beggar Clan and Shaolin that are respected, and among them, the two most popular young masters are "Beiqiao Feng and Nan Murong".

When Li Yan heard from Abbot Xuanci again, the four

When the evil man, Duan of Dali, was named, it was finally determined that the unparalleled martial artist opened up this small world based on the Eight Tribes of Heaven and Dragon. I am afraid that the purpose was to create a world where martial arts prevailed.

, so as to deduce the ultimate principles of martial arts.

Based on Li Yan's previous life's cultivation, he naturally knows that this is not impossible. Once upon a time, he also opened up several similar small worlds, but now, he has abandoned them in some star fields.

, ignored him, and now that his cultivation has been greatly damaged, even if he wants to get it back, it is probably impossible.

It was night. Li Yan sat cross-legged on the bed. For a while, he couldn't fall asleep. The door to space was opened once. It would be at least a month before he could open the door to space again and go back. Fortunately, while he was in this world,

, the powerful soul affects the time balance between the two worlds. Even if I stay here for a month, it will only last for an hour outside. Of course, after I leave, the time balance will naturally return to the original.

"Forget it, let's settle down now that we're here, stay for a month first." He figured this out, and when he started to use the Dragon Transformation Technique and was about to start refining the aperture, he had to go see the world.

influential figures such as Qiao Feng, Duan Yu, Xu Zhu, Murong Fu, etc.

Renxian's refining acupoints are divided into the original Jiutian acupoints, twelve Yuanchen acupoints, twenty-four Zhutian acupoints, thirty-six Tiangang acupoints, seventy-two Earthly acupoints, and one hundred and eight Zhoutian acupoints.

, the perfect three hundred and sixty-five apertures, the one thousand, two hundred and eighty-nine acupoints and the last supreme earth immortal correspond to the nine thunder tribulations of the Sanxian respectively.

Now, with the help of the true energy left by the peerless martial artist on the gate of space, Li Yan has completed the repair of the human immortal body ahead of schedule after the blood exchange and body refining. Now that this true energy is still there, it is precisely

It’s a great time to focus on acupuncture points.

What's more, at the moment, his Yuanshen cultivation level cannot be used, and it is urgent to improve his martial arts cultivation level. At that moment, he activated his Yuan Yuan and began to condense his first acupoint.

The moonlight, the essence of grass and trees... There is endless vitality in nature, and there are all kinds of energy. Li Yan sat quietly on his bed and silently ran the mysterious power of Zhuanlong Jue, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, nourishing himself

body, a hazy glow shrouded around him.

That flow of true energy was indeed extraordinary. Li Yan condensed the Qiao points. He finished condensing the Tanzhong point effortlessly. He was slightly happy. Li Yan kept up his efforts and continued his great practice. It was not a big deal.

After a while, eight acupoints had been condensed for him, and when he was about to attack the ninth acupoint, there was suddenly a fierce sound of fighting outside the house.

It was already late at night, and the sound of fighting came from the Buddhist hall in front. If it were daytime, no one would know about it, but few people could notice it now. He considered Wuchen and Xuanbei

The two of them felt like he was a guest, and immediately they stood up and headed straight for the Buddhist hall.

Although his soul was not visible at this time, his martial arts cultivation had already reached the realm of immortals, which was very different from ordinary people. From a long distance away, he saw a gray figure in the Buddhist hall, under the dim candlelight, following him.

Monk Xuanbei fought fiercely.

The martial arts of the man in gray has reached the advanced stage of pill condensation, and he is probably not just one step away from reaching great success. Moreover, the martial arts he performs are extremely fast, and his moves are exquisite.

, it’s dizzying.

In comparison, although Monk Xuanbei's Great Skanda Pestle is profound, profound, and extremely domineering, it pales in comparison to a master like the man in gray. After ten moves, it is already scarred.

Li Yan saw it clearly and knew that Xuanbei should have been attacked by the other party, otherwise he would never have been defeated so quickly. If it continued, the old monk would probably die. He chuckled at that moment: "

You two are really interested, why don't you call me to discuss martial arts here in the middle of the night?"

Although these words were ordinary and unremarkable, in the ears of Hui Yi and Xuan Bei, they were no less than a thunderous explosion.

People in clothes want things to be kept secret,

Therefore, he always paid attention to his surroundings. Just now, Li Yan spoke. At first, he was still a hundred steps away, but when he finished speaking, he suddenly came closer. This kind of movement is really weird and terrifying.

"Your Excellency has good cultivation. Monk Xuanbei can't beat you. I'll fight with you." When he spoke again, Li Yan had already taken over Xuanbei's position. As he raised his hand, he punched through the air and blasted straight away.

come out.

What?! In an instant, the look in the gray-clothed man's eyes changed drastically. This punch was extremely fast and powerful, and it was even more powerful than the many unique boxing techniques he knew. He didn't dare to underestimate him in the slightest.

, and quickly changed his technique, and it turned out to be the Shaolin Temple's powerful Vajra Palm technique.

"Bang!" The moment the fists and palms met, the man in gray felt that the power of the man opposite him was profound and immeasurable. The surging fist power came in force. Although his own powerful Vajra Palm was powerful, under a hard fight,

But it was inevitable that he would be at a disadvantage. At that moment, he quickly

His inner strength turned around and diverted part of Li Yan's fist power. He originally wanted to use his unique skills to use Li Yan's fist power to counterattack Li Yan, but Li Yan's skill was too much higher than his. In desperation, he had to use his hand.

Stretching out, the part of the fist that had moved away from him was punched through the air.

That punch was so fierce that it suddenly cracked a big pillar in the Buddhist hall. People in gray clothes were shocked, but they still couldn't resist the remaining power. Their bodies trembled, and their feet couldn't help but strike.

After retreating seven or eight steps, he left more than ten footprints half a foot deep on the ground.

"Huh? What kind of kungfu are you doing to be able to move away my mountain-breaking fist?" Li Yan recalled all the plots in Tianlong Yishu, and he was already aware of the identity of the man in gray, but he

It is difficult to explain in one word.

"Amitabha," but the monk Xuanbei next to him was very different. He only heard him shout the Buddha's name and clasped his hands together and said: "I don't know, layman Li, but this is a unique skill of the Murong family in Yanziwu, Jiangnan, called '

As time goes by, the Murong clan of Gusu has made his way in the world of martial arts.

It's all thanks to this unique skill." Immediately, he said to the man in gray: "That night in the Sutra Pavilion, I met you for a while, and I felt that you looked familiar. It turned out that it was really you, Murong Bo.
Chapter completed!