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Chapter 169: Subduing the Dragon

Time was like flowing water, and in a blink of an eye it was two months. Wu Ming hid at home all day long to study swordsmanship and martial arts. His rapid progress made Jin Chan stunned.

There were two opportunities to go to the martial arts world in the past two months, but Wu Ming suppressed it. Only after obtaining the Witch Trace Order, the system changed like this. Wu Ming naturally wanted to accumulate more time and go there. One month at a time, it was also a bit troublesome to go back and forth.

It is now early March, everything is born, and new leaves are drawn from the branches.

In the past two months, Wu Ming found that he occasionally had some strange dreams. Sometimes it was a strange world, with a group of non-humans, and he was extremely powerful. Even children were as powerful as acquired martial artists. Sometimes they would dream of a golden arhat, and even more so, they would dream of some divine beasts wandering in their dreams. Anyway, it was extremely strange, making people unable to figure out what these dreams mean.

In the past two months, Prince Qin Xuan has been here twice, both with a large amount of money and silver. Wu Ming has also improved his martial arts experience.

The changes in Jiutian City in the past two months have been extremely great. More and more warriors have come, and the entire ancient city seems to have become noisy. Many masters have come to Wu Ming's attention. There are disciples from the Poison Dragon Valley coming from thousands of miles away. These people live not far from Wu Ming, and seem to be staring at Wu Ming intentionally or unintentionally.

I think Wu Ming's identity has also been leaked, but due to the face of the Qin royal family, it is difficult to do the Poison Dragon Valley. However, there is no hurry. When the martial arts conference is held, there will naturally be a decision. The people in Poison Dragon Valley think so, why doesn't Wu Ming think so?

In the past two months, Wu Ming's Baozhilin's fame has increased greatly. Many warriors have begun to seek medical treatment, but they are ordinary warriors. Wu Ming has also begun to teach Wu Bao's martial arts. The first volume of the Nine Yang True Sutra and the first three moves of the Dragon Subduing Divine Leg. After all, Wu Bao has only been in contact with martial arts for a few months. But don't look at it just like the first volume and the three moves of the legs, but the first volume of the Nine Yang True Sutra is definitely the peak of innate strength. With the first three moves of the Dragon Subduing Divine Leg, it can also kill the martial artists of the Spirit Gathering Stage. This is enough for Wu Bao to digest for two or three years. If he has a good understanding, maybe one year is enough. After all, no one can have Wu Ming with such a system that can help him understand and get the level of experience value upgrade.

Wu Bao is very hard-working. He spent the rest of his time practicing except for eating and saying a few words to his sister every day. Perhaps, this little bit of pain is nothing to Wu Bao. He was wandering back then and he persisted many times more than this.

On this day, Wu Ming, who was studying swordsmanship, suddenly stopped and walked to the front pharmacy shop. He saw a group of monks in white suddenly appearing at the door of Baozhilin. The old monk Wu Ming who was leading the way did not recognize him, but Wu Ming really knew the one next to him too much.

This is Zen Master Faxu, who has not seen in Dafeng Temple for several months!

Kong Jie also came, and there were several young monks who came with him.

Wu Ming thought of Jin Chan’s words and the painful appearance of King Linjiang, and his heart couldn’t help but feel cold. Damn, it seems that these monks came to the door after all! Are you planning to pester me again?

Wu Ming used to have some good feelings for monks, but after only seeing them once in the Linjiang Palace, he never wanted to meet monks in this world again. But who knows, he will come to whatever he is afraid of. These monks actually came to him by himself.

"Amitabha! Donor, we meet again." Zen Master Faxu took a step forward, clasped his hands together and performed a Buddha ceremony.

Wu Ming nodded and brought these monks into the backyard room to avoid staying at the door to attract attention.

"I wonder what the Zen Master is coming here?" Wu Ming went straight to the subject, as if he was uncomfortable with these monks.

It’s not that I feel uncomfortable, but I feel really uncomfortable. Who dares to face all kinds of legends calmly? The one who faces calmly is still staying in the Linjiang Palace and going crazy!

Zen Master Faxu did not speak, but the old monk said, "I don't know that the donor can cultivate himself into the soul?"

"Is this related to you?" Wu Ming's face became extremely ugly. My uncle specially brought the Zhatianyu with him, just because he didn't want outsiders to know his strength. You guys are better, but they really "go straight to the point"?

The old monk waved his hand with a wry smile and said, "Don't misunderstand by donors. I just want to know some of the donor's situations. This may be a major secret to my Buddhism."

Wu Ming was stunned, and then asked in confusion: "How can I explain this?"

The old monk winked, Zen Master Faxu got up, took all the little monks out, and took the initiative to close the door.

"This matter is a long story. Can the donor know the legend of the fairy world?" The old monk saw that everyone was out and asked casually.

Wu Ming nodded and said he knew. But what does it have to do with whether he had cultivated the soul and that immortal world? What does this mean?

"yes

Who doesn’t know the legend of the Immortal Realm?” the old monk sighed, “But who knows the legend of the Buddha Realm?”

"What is the legend of the Buddha's realm?" Wu Ming asked in confusion. He had heard about the Buddha and even read Journey to the West, but what is the Buddha's realm? Isn't it also in the fairy world?

The old monk smiled bitterly, "I am also wondering whether the so-called Buddha realm exists. And is that fairy world the legendary fairy world or another world? I think they have doubts too! Haha, in fact, this matter is probably being studied by all major sects."

Wu Ming rolled his eyes, "Can you not do this?" He said halfway through his words, and he was so greedy.

"The master said it was just!"

The old monk nodded, "Ten thousand years ago, whether it was a Buddhist or a Taoist warrior, as long as he was strong to a certain extent, he would have reached the stage of Breaking Void, and he would have been able to ascend to the fairy world after passing the heavenly tribulation. Many people know this forever, but now, no one has ascended to the fairy world again. After countless people's research, they discovered a shocking secret... From the fact that people often ascended in ancient times, to the next few years, they could see people ascend to the present, even if they were strong to the peak of Breaking Void, they still could not sense the existence of the heavenly tribulation. Can the donor know why the changes in this middle?"

"Why?" Wu Ming was also curious. He had heard that there were many people who ascended in ancient times, but now, no one has ascended again, and no one has come down from the fairy world. The toad in Wanshou Mountain tens of thousands of years ago was said to have come down from the fairy world, which immediately attracted countless attention. In fact, it was not true. This was what Jin Chan said in person. There seemed to be no connection between the two, but when Wu Ming heard that Jin Chan said, he naturally knew that there must be a connection, and this connection should be the secret that the old monk wanted to tell.

The old monk smiled bitterly, "Why? Because the Gate of Heaven is closed to our world!"

"Uh, the gate of the sky?" Wu Ming didn't know what this was, but he could fully understand the literal meaning. This gate of the sky refers to the gate leading to the immortal world!

"Yes, it's completely closed! My Buddhist scriptures have clearly recorded the secret scriptures! I thought this was not true, but I learned that their guesses were almost consistent with the secret scriptures. I have to believe it!"

"Why should I close it?" Wu Ming asked, faintly remembering what the human face said when he got the witch trail and Lingdu Tianchao in the martial arts space.

The old monk shook his head and said, "The secret book has not been recorded, but only a shocking war... a war that was called the heavenly war by the Buddha! It is recorded that even the Buddha Shakyamuni Buddha was killed in battle, and all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were killed in battle! The Buddha realm collapsed, the Taoist ancestor retired, and the heaven and earth had undergone great changes. Until now, my Buddhist world has not heard the Buddha's Bodhisattva's decree for hundreds of thousands of years! I also doubt whether this so-called heavenly war really exists? Does the Buddha realm really exist? Does the immortal realm really exist? Where did those ascendants in ancient times go? Why hasn't there any news been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years?"

"But what does this have to do with whether I have cultivated the soul?" Wu Ming pursed his lips and swallowed with difficulty. How similar is the war that the old monk said about the heavens was to the end of the world he saw in his dreams? At that time, a golden Buddha fell in front of him.

"Because, the donor practices martial arts! If I guessed correctly, it should be the lost dragon-subduing legs that have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years!" The old monk's faint tone stirred up a thousand huge waves in Wu Ming's heart. This was the first time, and the first time I heard someone calling him a whisper.

And I guessed it based on hearsay!

What kind of secrets are hidden in the Buddhist sect in this world? How did he guess this old monk?

Seeing the shock in Wu Ming's eyes, a smile appeared on the old monk's face, "It seems that I guessed it well. However, the donor actually got the Dragon Subduing Divine Leg, and you should be able to figure out where the Dragon Subduing Divine Leg comes from! My Buddhist Secret Book records that the Dragon Subduing Divine Leg and the Dragon Subduing Divine Palm are the unique skills of the Shakyamuni Buddha's disciple, the Dragon Subduing Arhat, and it is not a subdivision."

Wu Ming's face changed slightly. Could this old monk be planning to force the master to hand over the martial arts?

Wu Ming would not guess so. It was the last sentence of the old monk, which obviously meant something.

"I have no other intention to say this. I just wanted to see who the donor's soul is! Seeing that Wu Ming still didn't believe it, the old monk could only smile bitterly. But hesitated for a moment and said: "I shouldn't have leaked this sentence, but the little donor's soul is indeed a big deal. I can't say it, but I have to say it, but I just asked the donor to give it up and leak it out."

Seeing that the old monk was so serious, Wu Ming probably didn't come to his dragon-subduing leg, otherwise he might as well do it directly. Why tell him this?
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