Chapter 601 Insights
According to legend, there are real immortals among the mountains in Shu!
The famous mountains in Shu are headed by Mount Emei!
Emei is a great place for spiritual practice in the world!
The monks in Mount Emei eat clouds and breathe in the air, fly on swords and live as immortals, and do not care about worldly matters.

This is a mysterious place and a fantasy place in the hearts of the people!
Everyone who wants to pursue immortality yearns for this place!

Today, a middle-aged monk arrived at the foot of Mount Emei.

This middle-aged monk is no ordinary monk!

He is a monk from Mount Wutai!

Mount Wutai is also a sect of cultivation!
The monk looked up at the towering Emei Mountain. The hazy gas lingering between the peaks gave this place a magical color.

The middle-aged monk closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He immediately felt refreshed and comfortable.

"The leader of Mount Emei, Dan Chenzi, is truly unfathomable! He has been able to keep the spiritual energy of Mount Emei intact for so many years." The middle-aged monk shook his head and muttered to himself.

More than ten years ago, Master Zunxin’s Golden Dragon Buddha Seal completely fell into silence and turned into an ordinary golden seal.

Along with the Golden Dragon Buddha Seal losing its magical power, the spiritual energy of Mount Wutai also lost its magical power.

Today, Mount Wutai has completely turned into a martial arts sect, because they can no longer extract a trace of spiritual energy.

The Youquan Blood Demon hid in the blood cave and completely swept away the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

This was not the first time the middle-aged monk came to Mount Emei! He had come here once before with his master and his senior brother.

That time he brought back the inherited skills of Zhenqi martial arts from the Shushan School and saved the shattered Wutai Mountain Buddhist Temple.

He comes again this time!
Last time he was accompanied by his master and senior brothers, but this time he is alone!
Because with the arrival of the Age of No Spirits, the monks in Mount Wutai gradually began to age.

A large number of old monks died in the temple!

His master passed away a few years ago, and his senior brother is also very old.

He is the youngest monk in Mount Wutai.

Mount Wutai hasn't accepted any new disciples for a long time!

Because there is no point in recruiting new disciples!

The way to become a Buddha? No spiritual energy!
Qigong? No spiritual energy!
Qigong is not a technique for latecomers to practice. It is a technique used by the great immortal cultivators to lock up the spiritual energy in their bodies.

All the immortal cultivators who turned to practicing Qigong actually used Qigong as a method to lock their own spiritual energy.

Without the true qi and martial arts to lock the spiritual energy, the spiritual energy in their bodies would soon dissipate into the world and then be sucked into the blood cavity.

The middle-aged monk was reluctant to waste his internal energy, so he walked up the mountain step by step. He was so tired that his whole body was sore and weak.

After climbing the mountain for a morning, we finally reached the top of Mount Emei.

"I am so tired!" The middle-aged monk wiped the sweat from his head.

Then his eyes froze!

Monk: What did I see? Is this still the Shushan Sect?
On the wide platform square on the top of Mount Emei, there were more than 3,000 shirtless men sweating profusely.

Their bodies were covered with muscles, and their thick and powerful arms and thighs looked like they were made of steel bars.

The skin that reflects the light in the sun makes people feel safe at first glance.

The middle-aged monk was searching his memory!

He was searching for the impressions of the Shushan disciples he saw when he came to the Shushan Sect decades ago.

They are a group of Taoists with pale and thin faces!
The current situation made him a little confused.

The middle-aged monk couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Have the Shushan cultivators given up on practicing Qi and started to grow flesh?"

Finally, Monk Zhonghe saw the man standing in the front supervising the martial arts training, and he was indeed from the Shushan School.

Although the man in front had a pair of muscular bodies, his face was still the same as before. The monk remembered that the man seemed to be called Duan Lei, one of the Seven Sons of Yunzhong.

What puzzled the monk the most was that the Shushan disciples were actually waving stone locks and dancers' exaggerated swords in the square to hone their weapons.

There was even a program of breaking stones with the chest, which sounded to the middle-aged monk like it was used to train some kind of skin. There was also a group of people practicing their rigid boxing and kicking skills!

There wasn't any light effect at all in those boxing and kicking skills!
But the middle-aged monk felt that as a congenital warrior, he would definitely not need a second punch and would fall down directly.

The middle-aged monk is very talented, but...

He was born in the wrong era!

It is his sorrow in this era!

No matter how talented he is, it’s useless!

This is like a racing car without oil. No matter how good your performance is, it will be useless if you can't start it.

The monk was extremely confused by those people who were practicing martial arts.

Although he admitted that his body could not withstand the powerful punch, he also did not think that the punch could hit him, a warrior whose Qi could leave the body.

But he didn't say anything, all these words were hidden in his heart.

As the disciples reported step by step, he was finally received by Dan Chenzi, the leader of Shushan Sect.

Led by the Shushan disciples, he passed through various buildings.

When he was passing by a place, he smelled an extremely unpleasant gas in his nose, and he knew what the smell was in an instant.

That's medicine!
The unpleasant smell rushed into his nose and irritated his nerves, but his body functions were working at high speed and the medicine was good.

He felt an instinctive hunger in his body, but it wasn't that he was really hungry and wanted to eat.

The middle-aged monk had enough self-control to resist the physical urge.

He was frightened when passing a mountain.

He saw several people fighting!

The battle scene was extremely bloody and brutal!

Punches hit flesh, blood splatters, bones break...

His first thought was that someone had raided Shushan. The disciple who led the way told him that it was the masters of the sect fighting each other.

After getting the answer from the discussion, the middle-aged monk was still skeptical.

After all, such a bloody scene, if it was a competition between fellow disciples...

It's a bit of personal grudge!
However, after looking at it a few more times, he agreed with the idea of ​​sparring.

Both sides had their internal organs shattered, but they were still full of energy and fought fiercely with their opponents with every punch.

In this situation, anyone with a common sense would know that the two people fighting each other knew their limits.

When the middle-aged monk saw the blood and energy of the two people fighting, his ruptured organs and wounds were healing in an instant.

The middle-aged monk was full of energy. He stopped on his way to Sanyuan Palace and stood where he was, lost in a brief contemplation.

"Is there something going on at Shushan?"

"This is……"

"Is this a new method of cultivating immortality that Shushan has developed?"

Middle-aged monks are not stupid!

Not only is he not stupid, he is also extremely smart.

"Last time, my master and I brought back the Qigong martial arts of our sect. This time, I must ask Dan Chenzi for the physical body method. If I do, my Wutai Mountain will disappear from the world."

(End of this chapter)