The forests are lush, covering the sky and the sun, the shrubs are sparse, thorns are everywhere, birds are singing, and tigers are lying on the cliff, which is a primitive and wild land.

"This world is full of energy, but it is better than Xiaoao."

"Thinking of this, martial arts masters must be able to make a few goals!"

Chu Feng walked in the mountains and forests, his eyes constantly observing the situation on all sides, but he had a rough guess in his heart.

Suddenly, he stepped a little, soared into the air, and his body stretched out. The void was as real as the clouds, like a ladder, like a banished immortal descending to earth.

This is exactly the only light abilities of Wudang. Chu Feng has already raised it to an extremely high level.

He jumped straight four or five feet apart, then slightly above the tree branch, then jumped up again, jumping to the top of a tall tree.

Looking from all directions, there is only a towering steep cliff in front of you. Looking up, the sea of ​​clouds tumbling, and you can't even see the top of the mountain.

On the other three sides, there is a sea of ​​lush trees that cannot be seen at first sight.

This is a huge primitive forest!

Chu Feng pointed his footsteps again, flying above the trees, his body as light as a swallow, and his figure flashed, which was eight feet away.

"When I open up the six meridians in the extraordinary meridians, the true qi will be penetrated, and the speed will be increased again!" Chu Feng's thoughts turned, and his body flew up at a high speed.

Not long after, Chu Feng finally arrived in front of the valley and looked at a thatched hut in front of him, but his face was filled with joy.

"A world of laughter! A world of collapse."

"This is indeed the place where Huo Gong Toutuo's seclusion practice is!

Huo Foreword was originally a Tooter who had burned fire in Shaolin Temple. He secretly learned martial arts because he could not bear the violent beating of the monk in charge of Xiangjiu Chu. He was finally expelled from Shaolin and founded the Western Regions Shaolin and Vajra Gate.

In the world of laughter, he was also miserable. He was knocked to the bottom of the valley by Huang Shang, but he practiced peerless martial arts at the bottom of the valley. He was crazy and talkative. Wu Di, who fell to the bottom of the valley, was his natural nemesis. By chance, he gave all his life's true energy to Wu Di.

"Huo Forefather!" Chu Feng lightly stepped and jumped into the canyon.

"Who is calling me?" A sloppy old man in the room moved his ears and flew out.

"Where are you from? How do you know my name?" Huo Foreword Tuo looked at Chu Feng and asked in confusion.

"I came from the sky!" Chu Feng walked forward and stepped into the stairs: "I heard that you have created a magical skill, come and see it!"

Huo Foreword looked at the sky and saw Yunqi and let out a sneer, "You are from the Huashan Sect? Since you know my name, you still dare to see my martial arts. Are you looking for death?!"

"I have been the head of Huashan for several months, but I am not from Huashan School."

"And although your magical skills are powerful, I'm afraid you are not the opponent of the Nine Yin True Sutra!" Chu Feng said with a smile.

"Nine Yin Scriptures!" Huo Forefather Tuo's face suddenly changed, he opened his beard and hair, showing a look of surprise: "Are you his disciple?"

"Okay!" Huo Foreword Tuo showed a surprise look: "I'm still one step away from practicing peerless magical skills! I'll give you a sacrifice to me!"

After saying that, his expression suddenly changed and he reached out. The grab seemed fast and slow, his wrists turned sharply, and his nails bounced up one by one, like a knife, extremely sharp, slashing the cold and cold light. He could only hear sniffs, sniffs, and sniffs, and sniffs, which sniffs and sniffs, which sniffs quickly, and sniffs.

"Dragon Claw Hand?" Chu Feng did not dodge, shouted loudly, stomped his feet hard, and the ground trembled, and a punch was blown out in the air. The fist was upright, fierce and vigorous, filled with unbearable masculinity.

Ding Ding Ding!

The fist collided with the dragon claw hand, and the sound of metal and iron clashing suddenly burst out.

Huo Foreword Tuo was shocked. His dragon claws and claws grabbed people's heads, and his bones were cut into tofu like a knife. They broke with one grab, and were extremely fierce. This was the first time that someone could punch against his claws and touch his claws head-on.

When I thought about this, the true energy rose and rose from the Dantian, but suddenly came out.

Chu Feng felt a stream of true energy that had no traces to be found, but it was not visible at first, but it was getting denser and more abundant after a few times.

"It's indeed the Prajna Paramita and the Forefair Divine Art!" Chu Feng's expression changed slightly.

The Prajna Paragon’s formless magical power is the ultimate internal power of Buddhism. It is a unique skill created by the defeat of Huogongtou after Huang Shang, who was exhausted and worked hard.

Prajna is wisdom, and Prajna is the other shore, which is the study of Buddhism’s profound wisdom. Formlessness is formlessness and formlessness, which is the profound realm of Buddhism.

Taoism also has formlessness, which means that there is no attachment to form and no trace to be found. It is pure and quiet, inaction, and the spirit wanders in Taixu. Compared with the "formlessness" study in Buddhist martial arts, although the names are slightly the same, the essence is very different.

A plump purple air rose from Chu Feng's face, but the Zixia magic power had reached its limit. He tried his best to resist the true energy without any form.

"What kind of Taoist magical skills are you?!" Huo Forefather Tuo said loudly without changing his face. Then he used his hands to force his true energy suddenly jumped up like a flood, and the dam burst.

Chu Feng's arms broke and exploded inch by inch, revealing his snow-white and crystal skin.

The qi was angry, and the energy was scattered everywhere, and the stairs and thatch were blown away one after another.

Chu Feng felt the breath of his lungs flushed, and suddenly let out a long roar. If the Dantian exploded, the true qi of the Yijin Meridian and the true qi of the Zixia were pouring out, like mercury pouring into the ground, and a comet hit the moon and suddenly rushing out.

The Huo Forefather Tuo's expression changed slightly, and he took four or five steps back. Each step had a thousand pounds of force, which made the ground sink inch by inch, which was why the condensed power was introduced into the ground.

Chu Feng retreated nine or ten steps in a row, and each step was cracked on the ground, like a spider web. His current skills are still inferior to those of the Huo Forefather Tuo!

"What's your name?" After Huo Foreword Tuo stood still, he looked at Chu Feng with caution, "I can actually know the Shaolin Yijin Jing!!"

"My name is Chu Feng! You are hard to defeat me, how can you defeat Huang Shang?" Chu Feng withdrew his true energy and sneered.

"Don't be proud. When I practice magic skills, Huang Shang is no match for me!" Huo Forefather Tuo said angrily, "You wait for me for three days. By then, my magic skills are perfect, and we can fight another match!"

"Okay!" Chu Feng's heart moved slightly, "But you asked me to wait for you for three days for no reason, this won't work. In exchange, I want to make up for your magical power!"

"You want to watch my magical skills? Haha! You can't beat me even if you watch it!"

"Come with me!" Huo Foreword nodded, very happy.

The two walked into the hut. Chu Feng saw a huge spread-out sheepskin scroll.

"I was plotted by Huang Shang and fell off the cliff. I thought hard for more than ten years and finally created this magical skill! Prajna Palao Forefather! " Huo Forefather Tuo sighed, "You are the first person to see my magical skill!"

"Um."

Chu Feng's eyes were bright, looking at the secret book, one sentence after another, the meridians were running, how to break the barrier, how to induced qi to rush through the barrier... Remember it firmly in the heart.

Huo Foreword Tuo went out to practice martial arts, Chu Feng sat alone in the room, chewing the essence of the magical power several times, and experiencing the mystery carefully.

The Prajna Paragon’s formless magical power can be simply called the formless magical power. Therefore, the formless magical power is important. When you practice to great success, you can adjust your internal force to the highest state of colorless, formless, and lawless.
Chapter completed!