The fat monk was about to meet Wu Sheng, and he told the old monk the story of the fight in detail.

"The magic circle between the vajra prong and the pagoda is like a painted earth for a prison, forming a small world of its own. The seven-jewel Buddha beads can rob people of their perception. If you are not good enough, you can also rob someone of their sight and hearing. This will make him unable to live. It's difficult.

Could it be that he has entered the towering realm?"

"From the disciple's point of view, it doesn't look like it. It's just that the magical powers he cultivated are extraordinary."

'Which direction did he go?'

"Kunlun."

"That's all, let them all come back."

"Yes, where is the Fire Dragon Venerable?"

"You take two golden congos and give them to him."

"Yes, Master."

Wu Sheng, who they had given up chasing, could now see the vast mountains in the distance.

One by one, it towers thousands of feet, winds and stretches, covered with jade-like white snow, sitting leaning against the sky. This is the vast Kunlun, known as the root of the earth, the ancestor of thousands of mountains. Among them is the reclusive Fangwai who practices cultivation.

people.

Looking at the endless mountains in front of me, I look up. The more I look at it, the more I feel how majestic the mountains are and how insignificant I am. I feel a sense of lifelessness.

There is a movement in the Buddha's palm called "Vajra Pushing the Mountain". I don't think how can this continuous mountain be pushed? Can it be pushed?

Wu Sheng stretched out his hand towards the mountains, but for some reason he didn't push it out. He was confused?

He just stared at the mountain, standing there and looking from a distance.

The strong wind roared, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky. One after another, the wind swept the snowflakes, flying all over the sky.

His inanimate consciousness was unprecedentedly clear, and he felt as if he was flying up into the sky, overlooking the mountains and the earth. The mountains were still the same, but they were not as high and unattainable.

The mountains are so high,

I can also be ten thousand feet high,

The golden body of Dharma flashed behind him, one foot, three feet, ten feet, getting taller and lighter.
Chapter completed!