In the future, Earth becomes a relic of the mythical era.

Chapter 312 Grade Three Medicine
"run!"

These Wudang disciples are all quite strong.

Within the Buddha-land in the palm of your hand, there are all sorts of wondrous sights.

With Xie Lingxin's current level of spiritual cultivation, she is already capable of genuinely influencing reality.

However, none of them were completely deceived by the various wondrous appearances; they were still able to retain a trace of clarity.

Although Hu Buxiao is a bit cunning, he's quite loyal.

He grabbed another person next to him and threw them away forcefully.

He thought that this would allow him to escape this Buddha-land within his palm.

With his physical strength, he could throw even a stone weighing several hundred kilograms over a thousand meters.

He refused to believe that they couldn't get out of this mere "hand".

In his eyes, he did indeed see himself fling that person far away.

It fell behind layers of golden light and clouds.

It must have been several kilometers, right?
But in reality, in the eyes of Songjian, Bai Ruhui and others, the person he threw only landed less than ten meters away from him.

He, however, was like a blind man, ignoring it all.

The other disciples were in similar situations.

Everyone is trying their best to run outwards, and they keep running.

They ran until they couldn't see a single person around them anymore.

In reality, they were almost all just making trouble in the same place.

They were spinning around aimlessly like headless flies.

Except for that guy named Qingyun, who took a few steps and then stood still.

Clearly, he was the only one who noticed something was wrong.

But he is already a titled martial artist, so there's nothing to brag about.

"Ugh……"

Bai Ruhui simply closed his eyes.

So embarrassing, so incredibly embarrassing...

"Thank you for your skill, Junior Brother!"

Trapped in the Buddha Kingdom within the palm of his hand, Qingyun kept observing.

Only now did he suddenly speak:
"Since that's the case, then I won't hold back. Please be careful, junior brother, and forgive me!"

Then close your eyes.

Xie Lingxin immediately felt an extremely fierce surge of energy rise up.

It was as if a great sun had suddenly sprung out from between heaven, earth, mountains, and seas, radiating ultimate strength and yang energy.

It was as if a divine beast opened its eyes and emerged from the endless abyss.

Faintly, one could hear the sounds of dragons roaring and tigers howling!
What an amazing martial arts concept!

Xie Lingxin thought to herself.

Then Qingyun lowered his waist, mounted his horse, and assumed a boxing stance.

Like stringing a bow.

“Hoo-ah!”

The fierce energy surged, and the dragon roared and the tiger howled.

It even overwhelmed the chanting of sutras by ten thousand monks in the Buddhist kingdom, the resounding sounds of sacred music.

"Oops!"

The expressions of all the martial arts seniors watching from the sidelines changed.

I was both surprised and delighted, panicked and anxious.

Surprisingly, Qingyun quietly mastered the most powerful martial arts tradition of Nanhe Wudang today – the Three Saints Danyang Fist from the "Celestial Immortal Guide"!
"Look at the majestic and radiant land of China, the naked dragon head stands upright, the red tortoise eyes are wide open, and the dark tiger mouth roars!"

"That kid Qingyun has actually mastered the form and meaning of the Three Saints Fist Intent of Danyang Fist!"

"Xie is in trouble!"

Someone tried to intervene, but Matsuma stopped them: "What are you yelling about? Look around!"

Just as they were wondering what was going on, Qingyun threw a punch.

Crimson fist energy burst through the Buddhist kingdom.

Within the fist's energy, the shapes of a dragon, a tiger, and a tortoise could be faintly seen, constantly shifting and vying to emerge.

It seemed as if it was about to break free from the illusion.

"when--!"

When the crimson fist energy reached a few feet in front of Xie Lingxin, it seemed to have hit an invisible wall of energy.

The loud noise was like the reverberation of an ancient temple bell, lasting for a long time.

A giant golden bell slowly emerged, inverted around Xie Lingxin, covering an area of ​​several feet in radius.

It is golden, as if cast from gold, almost solid.

Qingyun's expression changed slightly.

He was confident that even a titled master whose skill surpassed his would be defeated with a single punch.

But now, it can't even hurt a single hair on this Junior Brother Xie's head.

This is definitely at the title level.

Moreover, the methods they used were extraordinary.

He was surprised that his punch had failed, but he didn't show much emotion.

He simply straightened up and shook his head.

He sighed and said, "Thank you, Junior Brother. I admit defeat and withdraw your supernatural powers."

He conceded defeat, and there was no way anyone else could do anything about it.

Xie Lingxin clenched her five fingers and closed her palm.

Suddenly, everyone saw a clear vision before them.

Where are there any Buddhist paradises left?
The fellow disciples who had disappeared were now all around him, looking at each other in bewilderment.

React quickly.

They were just spinning in circles?!
"What...what kind of evil magic did you use?!"

Hu Buxiao stared wide-eyed at Xie Lingxin.

It's still unbelievable.

"All right."

Qingyun interrupted him: "Junior Brother Xie's abilities are astonishing; even I am no match for him. Don't humiliate yourself any further."

"what?!"

Hu Buxiao didn't believe it.

An elder standing nearby couldn't stand it any longer and shook his head, saying, "Your senior brother Qingyun has already mastered the Danyang Three Saints Fist. Even with the Three Saints manifesting, they can't touch a single hair on your junior brother Xie's head. You're still making a fool of yourself here!"

"!"

"What?!" The Wudang disciples had no idea how powerful Xie Lingxin's methods were.

But they knew Qingyun, and they also knew the power of the Three Saints Danyang Fist.

Even Senior Brother Qingyun, who had mastered the Three Saints Danyang Fist, couldn't shake her, which only shows that Xie Lingxin's strength had reached an incredible level.

After everyone was shocked, they finally understood.

It turns out that he really wasn't arrogant at all.

What's the point of going up together?
Apart from Senior Brother Qingyun, none of them combined are qualified to be his opponent!
But... how is that possible?
He was clearly not old, even much younger than them.

Is the difference between people really that big?
Is this what a prodigy is like...?

The Wudang disciples had no resentment or dissatisfaction.

Instead, they were all severely impacted and began to deeply doubt themselves.

Even Hu Buxiao had completely lost the will to fight back.

How can we compete with this gap?
What's the point of this spiritual practice?
Xie Lingxin stood up.

Looking at the lifeless crowd, I felt a little embarrassed.

It seems we've made a bit too much of a fuss...

"Um... Teacher Bai, Grandpa Songjian, I..."

Bai Ruhui shook his head and sighed again.

He had anticipated this outcome the moment Xie Lingxin extended her palm.

The old patriarch of the pine forest waved his hand and laughed, "Little Lingxin, there's no need to worry about it."

When he turned to Hu Buxiao and the others, his expression changed completely, and he began to curse: "A bunch of good-for-nothing brats! You're a disgrace!"

"They're all five or six hundred years old combined, yet they're not even as old as Xiaolingxin, a little kid in her teens!"

Hu Buxiao muttered dejectedly, "Ancestor, someone as monstrous as him... let alone us, how many people in the entire Far East Star... no, the entire Federation, can compare?"

He hadn't gone out much and hadn't met many people.

But he absolutely did not believe that there could be many more freaks like Xie Lingxin in the world.

"We lost, so be it!"

Matsuma slapped him on the head: "If you're not as skilled, just practice harder!"

"Your ancestor has been defeated countless times in his life, I can't even count them all!"

"But so what?"

"Where are those geniuses and prodigies who defeated me back then, still alive today?"

"They've all turned into a handful of dust!"

"Now, the one still standing here is me, the ancestor!"

Songjian turned to look at Xie Lingxin, then instantly put on a smiling face: "Little Lingxin, Grandpa isn't talking about you, but this is indeed a warning from Grandpa to you."

"Your talent is undoubtedly unparalleled, but the path of cultivation is arduous and endless; talent is only one aspect."

"The most important thing is... to survive!"

"You must be very careful in the future, and never... suffer a setback!"

Xie Lingxin's heart skipped a beat when she saw his clear, childlike eyes, and she immediately became alert.

This is indeed true.

I was going through a breakthrough and was feeling very confident, so I did get a little carried away.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have confronted Xiang Chongyuan so directly in public.

He then said seriously, "Grandpa Matsushima, I'll remember that."

"Good, good, good!"

Matsuma looked at him with a face full of satisfaction and admiration, growing more and more fond of him the more she looked at him.

They completely forgot about Hu Buxiao and the others.

"..."

Everyone was quietly waiting for the lecture, but the ancestor forgot about it as soon as he turned his head.

It seems that he has no one else in his eyes but Xie Lingxin...

Well, that makes me even more frustrated!

"Alright, we've tried it."

At this moment, Bai Ruhui came out and said, "I asked you to go out and train with Xie Lingxin before, but some of you were not happy about it."

"Now, what should I say? If there are still people who are unwilling, just say so. We won't force them."

The disciples looked at each other in bewilderment.

How could I not be happy?
Although it is peaceful in the Seven Star Grotto, there are few opportunities to go out.

Most of them are quite young, and they can hardly bear the loneliness.

The reason some people were unwilling was simply because they didn't quite accept being led by a teenage "junior brother".

Now... I'm completely convinced!

Bai Ruhui waited for a while and then said, "Alright, since no one objects, those whose names I called, please pack up and go out with Xie Lingxin now!"

Songjian said somewhat displeasedly, "Why so fast? I wanted to let Xiaolingxin play here for a while."

Bai Ruhui said helplessly, "Uncle-Master, please don't make things worse. Xie Lingxin has important matters to attend to and won't be delayed for long."

"OK then……"

Matsumoto muttered to himself, then pulled Xie Lingxin along, saying, "Little Lingxin, come with me. While these brats aren't around, I'll get you some candy!"

Bai Ruhui opened his mouth, but ultimately couldn't stop him.

He wanted the pills that Songjian refined too...

……

"Here, this is a fourth-grade spirit pill, which I, your grandpa, refined myself!"

Songjian led Xie Lingxin to a simple tiled house, carefully took out a jade bottle, and presented it like a treasure.

"In the Federation, there are three grades of cultivation elixirs: low-grade spiritual pills, mid-grade precious pills, and high-grade immortal pills!"

"Each grade has nine cycles; this low-grade elixir is a cultivation medicine used by those at the title level!"

"You must have just broken through recently, right?"

"This elixir can help you solidify your foundation, accelerate the accumulation and digestion of energy, and increase your cultivation! Most importantly, it can help you dissipate the calamity energy!"

"This single fourth-grade spirit pill will protect you from the erosion of calamity energy for at least a month!"

"Here, take it!"

Matsuma forcefully shoved the jade bottle into his hand, as if afraid he wouldn't want it.

Xie Lingxin glanced at it and saw that there were at least a dozen pills in the bottle.

Even though he didn't know much about elixirs, he could guess how precious this thing was.

He had only ever seen anything that could dissipate the aura of calamity in the rewards offered by the Dao Discussion Hall.

"Grandpa Songjian, can I learn alchemy from you?"

(End of this chapter)