Opening Sign To Buddha Palm

Outside Chang'an city.

Somewhere in the valley.

Su Qin sat in the Lotus Position, carefully feeling the difference between his body and before it was transformed.

"The strength has skyrocketed by at least two to three times..."

A smile appeared on Su Qin's face, very satisfied.

He now has a feeling that without resorting to the true essence and spiritual mind, a single punch with the power of the physical body is enough to penetrate a small hill.

It's incredible.

You know, when it comes to his Realm, even if the Ascension is a bit, it is extremely difficult, let alone a skyrocketing several times?

Many Arhat Venerable Martial Forest myths have been revolving in place for decades, and it is difficult to make progress.

Like Su Qin, within ten years of entering the Arhat Venerable, he has already stepped onto the Third Stage and transformed his body four times. Not to mention that there is no one before, at least on this continent.

"In addition to strength, the defensive aspect also has a significant Ascension."

Su Qin raised his left hand, opened his sleeves, revealing a slender and delicate arm, and then cut his right hand at random, a subtle Sword Ray flashed away, quietly falling on his left arm.

This subtle Sword Ray is completely restrained. If it is placed outside, it can easily cut off a section of the city wall, destroying the city and destroying the land.

But at this moment, the opponent fell on Su Qin's slender and delicate arm, but only cut out an invisible white mark.

And after this white mark appeared, it disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a short while, it returned to its original state.

"Not bad."

Su Qin nodded slightly.

According to Su Qin's guess, at this moment, his physical body is enough to stop the Practitioner who usually first enters the Martial Forest mythical realm.

In other words, even if Su Qin stood there still and allowed a First Stage Martial Forest myth to attack, it would be like a breeze blowing on his face, not caring.

"The most important thing is that through this physical transformation, a trace of'goldenness' was born."

Su Qin's gaze turned slightly, and it fell on his arm again, only a hint of gold flowing on the surface of his skin.

‘Golden’ Immortal.

Regardless of whether it is the Buddhist body or the Taoist body, after cultivation to the extreme, it is all related to the ‘golden nature’.

The trace of gold born on Su Qin's flesh is enough to prove that Su Qin is walking on the right path and looking for the right direction.

"Unfortunately, this golden nature is too little. If you want to reach the level of the golden Buddha in the ancestor's aperture, you will have to transform at least a hundred or eighty times before you can hope?"

Su Qin touched the center of his eyebrows and sighed lightly.

It's just that, although Su Qin has some regrets, he is not depressed. He has enough time now, and his life span of one thousand years is more than enough even if he improves a little every ten years.

"My fighting ability should be enough to match the Martial Forest myth of Fourth Stage, right?"

Su Qin's thoughts were ups and downs, and his eyes were bright.

Realm is Realm.

Fighting is fighting.

Some Practitioners are good at attacking, and they are often able to defeat the strong with the weak and fight with higher ranks.

Of course, if the Realm is very different, such as a first-rank Grand Great Master fighting with a third-rank Practitioner, no matter how good the third-rank Practitioner is, the first-rank Grand Great Master will be suppressed at will.

Throughout the world, there are very few Practitioners that can defeat the strong by the weak, and there is no one in a million.

"Now that the physical body has been transformed, it's time to prepare to break into the Fourth Stage."

Su Qin's eyes condensed, and he made a decision in his heart.

Originally, he had already reached the Third Stage's great consummation. The reason why he has dragged on to the present is nothing more than waiting for his body to transform, and he is able to make a breakthrough after he has a foolproof certainty.

Now that everything has been done, it is natural to prepare for breakthrough matters.

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at the same time.

Outside the palace, inside the Chen Palace.

Prince Chen, wearing a brocade robe, looked gloomy.

"Father is already starting to beat me..."

Prince Chen's face was extremely ugly.

Some time ago, Prince Chen discovered that some ministers who supported him were being transferred one after another, either far away from the court or sent to remote areas.

If it is one or two, it may be a coincidence, but a dozen consecutive people are like this. If Prince Chen can't react, he will be really stupid.

"why!"

"Why would my father like that wild species!!"

Prince Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was unwilling.

Even if the Emperor Tang is old, he is also the emperor, the master of the Tang state, wanting to suppress him, the prince, is just a matter of thought.

Even Prince Chen guessed that if it weren't for Emperor Tang who was still reciting the feelings of father and son, he might even be transferred to a remote corner to be the idle prince.

at this time.

A middle-aged man like a counselor hurried over.

"Your Highness."

"Your Highness."

The counselor walked not far from Prince Chen and quickly said: "There is news from Nanming."

"Nan Ming?"

Prince Chen was shocked.

"You all get back."

Prince Chen glanced at the maids on both sides and said lightly.

"Yes."

Suddenly, in the entire Great Hall, only Prince Tatsu and the middle-aged counselor were left.

"What did Nan Ming say?"

Prince Chen took a breath and stared at the counselor closely.

"His Royal Highness Chen."

"Mingdi promised to support His Highness to sit on the throne."

The middle-aged counselor said cautiously.

"Oh?"

Prince Chen looked happy.

What he worries most is that Nan Ming looks down on his prince.

But now, since Emperor Ming agreed, he was obviously ready to bet on him.

"What conditions?"

Prince Chen settled down and asked.

As the prince of Tang, Prince Chen naturally knew that there was nothing in the world to pay for nothing.

Even relatives count each other, let alone between the two countries?

"The Emperor Ming said that after his Highness ascends to the throne, he needs to send 800,000 pairs of battle armors to Nanming and borrow the way to the Northern Song Dynasty..."

The middle-aged counselor bowed and said.

"800,000 armors?"

Prince Chen's face changed.

The battle armor of Tang Dynasty is world-famous. Together with Meng Yuan's iron cavalry, it is known as the two great war weapons. Nan Ming doesn't know how long it has been prying around.

It is a pity that only Tang Guo knew about the craftsmanship of the battle armor, and even if Nan Ming got some battle armor on the battlefield, it was of no avail.

Prince Chen had anticipated that Nan Ming would pay attention to the battle armor, but he did not expect the other party to speak so loudly.

As for borrowing from the Northern Song Dynasty, it is irrelevant.

"Tell Mingdi."

"I promised."

Prince Chen thought for a long time, gritted his teeth and said.

As long as he can be placed on the throne, let alone 800,000 battle armors, Prince Chen can only agree to no matter how high the price is.

Because he has no choice.

Now that I have chosen the path of fighting for position, I can only have everything if I live.

"Your Highness."

The middle-aged counselor looked hesitant, and then he stopped saying: "Mingdi's methods are unfathomable. Your Highness must be careful..."

The middle-aged counselor couldn't help but say.

"I know it naturally."

Prince Chen slowly got up and walked a few steps back and forth.

"All right."

"Retreat."

"During this time, don't make any movements."

Prince Chen sat down again, looked at the middle-aged counselor and said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

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