In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 879 Worship the Martial Saint!
Jiang Zhe clasped his hands together devoutly and knelt before the statue of Wu Sheng with great concentration.

He only felt that at this moment, it seemed to be extremely peaceful, and he had forgotten all his troubles, and the worries and burdens of the past seemed to have faded a bit.

"You, have you ever practiced martial arts?" Wang Yan said quietly.

Jiang Zhe shook his head quickly: "I'm alone, I'm already too busy with life and study, I don't have extra time, and I don't have enough money to practice. I have tried the popular exercises on the market, but I can't feel any breath. Maybe it's because I'm not talented enough."

Wang Yan frowned slightly, and said softly: "Aren't you talented enough? How old are you this year?"

"Ten, eighteen. Grandmaster Wang Yan, am I unable to practice?" Jiang Zhe said with a bit of anxiety.

He was really unwilling to let the opportunity he was about to get, the opportunity to change his destiny, just leave him like this.

"Starting to practice now, I have missed the best golden age. How about this, I will ask the teacher to cut the marrow for you and change the bones. Also, remember one thing, remember to call me teacher in the future, you are already my teacher. disciple." Wang Yan said slowly.

teacher?That Martial Dao True Immortal?But, didn't that one shatter the void and go away?

Wang Yan saw the puzzlement in Jiang Zhe's eyes, and said with a light smile, "Teacher's supernatural power is the ability of an immortal."

He burned incense in front of the statue, carefully held the Emperor's Token, and said softly: "Teacher, disciple Wang Yan, I implore you to lower your supernatural powers and cut the marrow for Jiang Zhe's Book of Changes."

The divine capital of the Tang Dynasty, sealed on the roof, the central place.

Chen Xiu was as silent as an old monk in meditation, as quiet as a rock, practicing in seclusion, adjusting his breath, and stabilizing his cultivation.

At this time, the darkness behind him suddenly darkened, as if it penetrated a certain vast universe.

In the depths of Qingming, a golden illusory thread pierced through the sea of ​​stars and landed on him.

Then, many lines of cause and effect intertwined, light and shadow condensed, and Chen Xiu's incarnation of the emperor quietly emerged, opening his eyes.

"Oh, Wang Yan's movements are quite fast."

The avatar of Human Sovereign nodded slightly, his five fingers seemed to touch the line of cause and effect in the void, and a pure and incomparably warm sun fell on his fingertips.

"With the help of the thread of cause and effect, I can transmit supernatural powers and spells across thousands of miles. If this is used well, it will be enough to help me preach in many worlds, establish a god-like image of a martial artist, and build more 'others and me'. It is more beneficial I have achieved the position of Earth Immortal!"

In the Valkyrie Hall, it was extremely quiet.

Jiang Zhe was holding his breath, when suddenly there was a bright light blooming in front of his eyes, he raised his head in a daze, and saw Wang Yan's palm, as if a great sun had risen into the sky!
So warm and so bright!
"Really, really?" Jiang Zhe's thinking was completely occupied by shock, almost sluggish.

He is very clear, that Martial Saint is a shattered void, escaping into the fairy world, a sacred existence comparable to immortals and Buddhas!

It's incredible that such a big man can really respond to a mortal in the world!

You know, the uncles and aunts on the street begged for gods and worshiped the Buddha day and night, and they have worked hard for many years, but they have not received any response!

But now, the immortal who can respond to mortals is right in front of his eyes! !

"Jiang Zhe, close your eyes and concentrate, feel the breath in your body, and feel the changes in your body!" Wang Yan said in a deep voice, slowly raised his hand, and the sun bloomed and fell into Jiang Zhe's body.

In an instant, infinite brilliance flickered, and Jiang Zhe felt as if he was bathed in a warm ocean, extremely comfortable and extremely warm.

There is an inexplicable scorching heat circulating between the limbs and bones, and invisible energy gathers in the fist! !
It was the first time he felt this way, that he actually had such power! !

When the light faded, Jiang Zhe touched his face and his hands, a little in disbelief.

Those accumulated wounds, injuries, and some hidden diseases all disappeared completely, and the body became incomparably firm and strong, as if it had inexhaustible strength, as if it had been changed.

"My teacher, that martial sage, has already descended his magical powers, changed your body, and cut the marrow for you." Wang Yan said lightly, "Now, according to my instructions, try to feel the qi in your body, To quench the blood in the body."

Jiang Zhe nodded repeatedly when he heard the words. After he calmed down, he followed Wang Yan's guidance and felt the breath fluctuations in his body.

Soon, he felt the flow of qi and blood, and also felt the gathering of breath in the dantian.

"Ju, it's so fast?"

Jiang Zhe looked extremely astonished.

He is very clear about his own talent. During the upsurge of martial arts before, he tried to practice, but he couldn't feel any energy, so he gave up martial arts.

Now, how can it be so fast?

"Lord Martial Saint, my teacher, your ancestor, that one is a true Martial Dao Immortal, an existence above the human world. For him, cutting the marrow in the Book of Changes is just a matter of effort." Wang Yan chuckled, meaning He said deeply: "Nowadays, most of the gods worshiped in the world are just stone statues and wood carvings. How many of them can be as holy as the teacher? As long as the heart is sincere, the teacher can give blessings to all of them."

"Teacher, can I invite a statue of a martial artist to worship day and night?" Jiang Zhe asked in a low voice.

"Of course. It's just that the statue of Wu Sheng you carve must be imagined in your mind. Wu Sheng exists in everyone's heart, and there is no fixed board. He is what he is in your heart, that is what he is." Wang Yan spoke slowly.

Although he didn't understand the teacher's intention, he did it anyway.

In Jiang Zhe's eyes, there was a puzzled meaning: the image I imagined in my heart?
Wang Yan nodded: "That's right. Don't worry, don't think too much. You practice martial arts first, and think in your heart. I'll give you two months. After two months, the time is up. At that time, the martial sage in your heart is Make whatever image you want! Moreover, in the future, you can use the name of a martial arts saint to set up a martial arts gym, etc., to help more ordinary people who are bullied like you. Well, let’s stop here today. Your own private affairs , we can deal with it."

Jiang Zhe, who walked out of the Martial God Hall, felt a little dazed, as if his destiny had really been changed.

I can practice martial arts by myself, and I don't have to be afraid of those people anymore.

Passing by the temple, Jiang Zhe felt a sense of superiority in his heart when he saw many old people worshiping the invited Buddha statues: These Buddha statues are just clay sculptures and wood carvings, they have no spirituality at all, and they are completely inferior to Master Wusheng!

It is better not to worship than to worship them!

After finishing his private affairs, he will erect a statue for Lord Wu Sheng when he comes back.

Well, if you can, consider bringing together more like-minded people.

Pay more visits to pray for blessings!

(End of this chapter)