Without Hui Kong's persecution, without his own sword attack, without the help of the Buddha, the pagoda would never be broken, and thousands of magical powers would not escape.

But because of this, he owed the kindness of the Buddha, and promised him to continue to seal the magical powers.

If Mao Yuan knew this, I'm afraid he would scold himself a lot.

After all, the prosperity of martial arts depends on the multiplication and change of supernatural powers.

Seal all magical powers, and martial arts will decline accordingly.

The Buddha thought very well, but only considered a little.

He hopes that there will be no contention in the world, but if the martial art of the Xuanwu Continent declines, wouldn't it be attacked and killed by the sea monster?

If you really love the Xuanwu Continent, you would never do such a frenzied thing.

Lu Chen suddenly felt that this Buddha, who put on a compassionate expression and made great aspirations, didn't seem to be a good person.

In other words, his way is also a side-by-side way.

Satisfied him personally, but deprived others of the right to think and choose.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen sighed secretly, not knowing whether Shan Qingrou's inheritance from the Buddha was good or bad.

But that's all for later.

Now that there are thousands of supernatural powers to get out of trouble, the Xuanwu Continent will surely start a prosperous age.

Take the Daling Dynasty as an example, I'm afraid that there will be a large number of supernatural powers understood by people of lower realms.

And not before, only the geniuses on the Lingxiao list can comprehend supernatural powers.

Lu Chen thought of a lot in an instant.

Elder Mao Yuan was excited and said, "Yes, yes.

I think the holy supernatural powers of the Daling Dynasty must have also been sealed, so I can't comprehend it for a long time.

Now that the palm of the Great Buddha is broken, it is estimated that the holy supernatural powers can be understood.

Mr. Lu Chen, let's go and comprehend the sacred powers. "

Mao Yuan moved forward quickly, extremely excited, as if he was more anxious than Lu Chen.

It seems that he also wants to be promoted from the inheritance of the holy way and break the long-term shackles.

It is a good thing to have a dream, but even if it is the divine power to get out of trouble, it is not necessarily what he can comprehend.

After all, it is a holy supernatural power, if you want to understand, talent and opportunity are indispensable.

And Lu Chen still had doubts, and said, "Elder Mao Yuan, don't be excited. The Buddha's palm is not a holy supernatural power, how can we trap the holy supernatural power?"

Mao Yuan said: "Although the Great Buddha Palm can't trap the holy supernatural power, it can trap the inheritance of the holy path."

Lu Chen was taken aback.

He didn't expect such a layer.

Sure enough, **** is still old and spicy.

If Mao Yuan was right, did this fellow Buddha specially pass on the Da Ling Dynasty's holy way to the seal?

He is not afraid of trouble.

Since the inheritance is sealed, why not destroy the inheritance.

"Hmph, he wants to destroy it, but the saint path inherits the will of the saint, how can he break it?"

Mao Yuan sneered.

It can be seen that he is very dissatisfied with the Buddha.

In fact, he didn't know the Buddha, but he had only heard of such a great Buddhist power, who cultivated the Buddha's palm.

"Well, I understand, then let's quickly comprehend the sacred powers."

Lu Chen said, and walked swiftly with Mao Yuan.

Soon, they came to the most central hall.

In the middle of the temple is a statue, the statue of the elder saint Ling Tian.

He stands tall and tall.

Just looking at the statue, you can see its proud aura.

"This is the inheritance of the holy way?"

Lu Chen pondered.

He remembered that when he was in the Haiyu General Camp for the first time, he saw the statue of the woman Luo Yunshu.

At that time, he had finished studying all the statues, but instead led to Song Shifeng, which portrays the statues.

In other words, he comprehended the statue of a woman, but could not comprehend the magical power of a woman.

Then can I comprehend the holy supernatural power of the saint Ling Tian by comprehending the statue of Ling Tian in front of me?

impossible.

After all, this statue was not portrayed by Saint Ling Tian himself.

Unless the person who portrays the statue is also a saint, even if you eat the statue, it is impossible to realize the holy supernatural power.

Thinking about it this way, what Lu Chen was observing was not the spirit of the statue Ling Tian, ​​but the way he portrayed Ling Tian.

A long time passed.

Lu Chen looked at the statue as if he saw a figure holding a small dagger, carefully portraying it seriously.

And every stroke he portrays hides the supreme sword technique.

This is the inheritance of the magical power of the sword.

Lu Chen's heart was stunned.

He felt that he had to ask Ling Zhiyun to learn about Ling Tian's previous history.

boom!

With a loud explosion, Lu Chen suddenly woke up from his contemplation.

I saw Mao Yuan lying on the wall covered in blood.

"what's happenin?"

Lu Chen lifted Mao Yuan up and asked in surprise.

Mao Yuan smiled bitterly: "The inheritance of the sacred path is worthy of the inheritance of the sacred path, and you cannot comprehend it by force."

It turned out that he had just thought that the seal of Holy Spiritual Power had been unlocked, so he was excited to comprehend, and his mental power was rampant.

Who knew that he was suppressed by the will of the saint, flew upside down, and was injured.

It seems that I am thinking too simple.

This sacred path inheritance should not have been sealed by the palm of the Great Buddha.

"Hey, I'm afraid it will be difficult to comprehend, Master Lu Chen, please take your time to comprehend."

Mao Yuan sighed.

Lu Chen said: "Then I will send the elder to heal the wound first, and go out by the way."

"How come you go out again, don't you comprehend the sacred powers?" Mao Yuan asked suspiciously.

Lu Chen said: "There are some things, let's go."

The two left this hall again.

All Tianjiao in the hall showed inexplicable expressions.

what's the situation.

When did Elder Mao Yuan be so kind to people, and he called that Lu Chen the son of Lu Chen, so polite.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, who can believe it?

And this Lu Chen seems to be the one who made the wind and the rain before.

Wasn't it driven out by the elder Mao Yuan? Why did he come in again?

And the strangest thing was that when he saw the inheritance of the holy way, he didn't rush to enlightenment, instead he chose to leave.

What a fame.

Is it because I know I can’t comprehend, so I retreat when I know it’s difficult.

If it is such a genius, how can He De get the reward of the Lord of the Three Halls.

"This Lu Chen will be cryptic."

"I don't know how any ape was so coaxed by him that he didn't know the southeast, northwest, and actually came to comprehend the sacred powers."

"A lot of age, I can't help myself."

Some people sneered and disdain.

Others remained silent and continued to comprehend the power of the Holy Spirit.

They know that as long as they can comprehend the sacred powers, they are the supreme peerless arrogance.

As for Lu Chen and his ilk, no matter how many people value it, it is not as good as the inheritance of the Holy Path.

Only by comprehending the power of the Holy Spirit is the kingly way.

…

Lu Chen sent Mao Yuan back to his room, left the High Heaven Hall, and came to the cultivation hall.

When he saw Ling Zhiyun, he said: "Do you know that there are any strong followers around Lingtian Saint?"

Ling Zhiyun was a little confused: "Who is Ling Tian?"

Lu Chen: "...Do you know nothing about the inheritance of the holy way?"

"I only know that they are the ancestors of our Ling family. Oh, yes, it's called Ling Tian."

Ling Zhiyun only realized it now.

Lu Chen was speechless, and said, "Do you have any classics and legends in your royal family? Take me to see. I want to learn about Lingtian Saints, so as to better understand the holy magic."

When Ling Zhiyun heard this, although he didn't know the connection between the sage Lingtian and the enlightened holy supernatural power, he nodded and said, "I can take you to the Buddhist scripture pavilion of our royal family."

"Okay, then I will trouble you."

Lu Chen walked against the wind and brought Ling Zhiyun with him.

He is now a disciple of the core hall, no matter how domineering he flies in the high palace hall, it won't affect him.

Soon, they came to the gate of the palace.

Because Ling Zhiyun had sent a message to Grand Commander Pingyuan in advance, Grand Commander Pingyuan was waiting at the door.

When he saw Ling Zhiyun, he immediately saw the ceremony: "I have seen the twelve princes."

Then he turned his head directly to Lu Chen and said, "The Buddhist scripture pavilion of the palace cannot be let in by outsiders."

Ling Zhiyun said anxiously: "Uncle Ping, Brother Lu Chen is not an outsider. He has helped me win many powerful families."

"I know."

Pingyuan looked at Lu Chen with an indifferent expression, and said, "Twelve Princes, this person's origin is unknown and cannot be trusted. He draws in big power and big families, I'm afraid that there is no peace of mind."

The implication is that Lu Chen deliberately wins over these forces, just to make the Twelve Princes a puppet.

And Lu Chen himself wanted to dominate the Daling Dynasty.

Ling Zhiyun was startled when he heard the words.

In fact, he had thought about this too, but he believed his vision and felt that Lu Chen was not such a person.

But at this time, the commander of Pingyuan proposed that he also wanted to hear what Lu Chen said.

"You think too much."

Lu Chen laughed and said, "I can slap you to death now. Do you think you can stop me from going to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?"

"you!"

The plain was furious, stepped out and left the palace.

Then the aura on his body surged and pressed against Lu Chen fiercely.

This is still his face to the twelve princes.

Otherwise, it would not be oppressive, but directly attack Lu Chen severely.

The young man was so embarrassed that he dared to humiliate himself like this.

Lu Chen remained motionless.

Then under Pingyuan's shocked gaze, he stepped out and entered the palace.

The plain expression was sluggish for an instant.

He is the powerhouse of the Ninth Level of the Void Realm, the Grand Commander of the High Sky City.

Even the disciples who are not as good as the core hall of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall shouldn't have such a big gap.

This Lu Chen could ignore his offensive and step into the palace in one step.

I was in front of his eyes, just like a paper man, and it broke with a single poke.

"Well, let go of meaningless worries and take me to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

Lu Chen moved forward step by step and said lightly.

Pingyuan quickly stepped into the palace and said, "Lu Chen, although you are strong, our palace is not a decoration. Rules are rules. You can't enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

Just as he was talking, a black crowd flew in the sky from the depths of the palace.

The person in the lead was the manager Hong who volleyed over him when Ling Zhiyun came to the palace for the first time.

Just listen to Manager Hong shouting: "Pingyuan, someone broke into the palace without permission?"

As he spoke, the crowd behind him immediately dispersed and firmly surrounded Lu Chen.

At the same time, General Manager Hong quickly pinched his hands with both hands, triggering the palace formation.

This was a golden opportunity, he definitely couldn't miss it.

Otherwise, when this Lu Chen and the Twelve Princes sit up, how can they survive?

Little do they know that they are looking for death!

With Lu Chen's current strength, it was easy to deal with them.