The Qi Invocation Technique is one of the most basic techniques.

At the beginning of the revival of spiritual qi, mutants were born among human beings, called "Inhuman", who were born with the ability to control a certain special power.

It is also known as the so-called "alien".

However, such a heteronormative, after all, is a very small minority!

Therefore, there is a person who is honored by the world as the "Martial Ancestor", created the "Qi Drawing Technique", which is widely spread today, to use the physical body as an oven to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and make use of it.

Because of the existence of the "Qi Drawing Technique", human beings were born as martial artists.

Although the number of martial artists was still small compared to the huge population base, it was far better than none.

The Qi Drawing Technique was an extremely basic one.

But it is irreplaceable!

The "Martial Ancestor" had improved it ten years ago, and the threshold for practicing it was so low that anyone could understand it.

Ye Feng also tried to cultivate it at first, but unfortunately, he couldn't draw in half of the spiritual qi.

To put it bluntly, the Qi Drawing Technique was merely a chance for ordinary people to be able to step into the transcendental world, but whether or not they could do so still depended on their personal qualifications!

It was basic but not low-level.

"Right, Taijiquan?"

Ye Feng suddenly remembered the document that Zhang Sanfeng had sent to the group yesterday, and his heart moved slightly.

If there was no accident, this Zhang Sanfeng should be an Inhuman without a doubt, so what was the difference between the Taijiquan practiced by the Inhuman and the Taijiquan he had practiced?

Thinking about this.

Ye Feng clicked on the group file, found the file uploaded by Zhang Sanfeng, Taijiquan, and simply clicked on download.

To his surprise, it was actually a video file!

"A personal demonstration?"

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Ye Feng clicked it open with interest.

The video loaded, and on the screen, an immortal-looking old man with white hair appeared, wearing a moon white Taoist robe.

"Eh?"

Ye Feng revealed a surprised look.

He did not expect that this person who played Zhang Sanfeng was really a senile old man, and looking at where he was, it seemed that he was really on Wudang Mountain.

"Don't say it, it's really a bit like that."

Ye Feng brainstormed for a while, and felt that the Zhang Sanfeng in his imagination was almost like this.

He thought that this person should be a Wudang disciple!

Because of his incomparable reverence for his ancestor Zhang Sanfeng, that was why he was playing in the chat group.

Soon, Ye Feng was attracted by the old man's movements.

On the screen.

Zhang Sanfeng's face was calm and peaceful, his hands and feet were full of Taoist rhythm.

A gust of wind blew by, bringing a piece of fallen leaves, but they were attracted by his palm power, circling around, gradually drawing a Taiji pattern under his feet.

The video was not long, only about three minutes.

Ye Feng watched it meticulously, and then he stroked his chin.

How could he say it?

The Taijiquan demonstrated by the old man was not quite the same as the one he practiced, the overall look was more integrated, without any sense of stagnation.

"This should be the authentic Wudang Taijiquan!"

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

The Taijiquan he practiced was found from the internet, and in certain moves, it did seem a bit tough and unsmooth.

"The system is a bit uncouth ah ......" Ye Feng bristled.

It was surprising that a fake taijiquan could also grow in experience, and it also allowed him to practice to a level where his skills were close to the Dao.

In fact, Ye Feng had dabbled in all kinds of boxing styles.

Although he was unable to cultivate spiritual power, he thought that learning some boxing techniques would at least strengthen his body and could also deal with some weak bottom evil creatures.

It was not polite to say.

On the entire Earth, other than the Inhumans, Ye Feng was definitely the strongest human!

"Taijiquan is authentic, so could Pure Yang Infinite Kung Fu be as well?" Ye Feng suddenly had a thought in his mind.

But soon he smiled to himself.

Taijiquan had been passed down since ancient times, while Pure Yang Wuji Gong was purely a martial art made up in a novel, how could it be real?

Even though he knew it was fake, Ye Feng still couldn't help but click on it to take a look.

Unsurprisingly.

Ye Feng just roughly swept through it and closed it, because it was still the same set of exhaling breath, but if he couldn't attract spiritual qi, it was all for nothing!

In passing, he swept through the other Nine Swords of the Lone Ranger and the North Underworld Divine Power.

One of them, the Nine Swords of the Lone Ranger, was a little bit interesting.

However, it was of little use to Ye Feng, his sword art had long been a skill close to the Dao, and his knowledge of the sword far exceeded the level of the Dokuroku Nine Swords!

Finally, Ye Feng opened the Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra.

"Buddhist sutra? What use can it be."

Ye Feng swept his eyes over it and casually recited.

"Guan Zi Zai Bodhisattva, when practicing profound Prajna Paramita, he sees that the five skandhas are all empty, and eliminates all suffering. Sharizi, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color ......"

Halfway through reading, he lost interest.

He never had any great affection for Buddhism, so in the entire store, there was not a single painting related to Buddhism.

In fact, it was because a few years ago he bought a string of Buddha beads from a monk for a heavy sum of money, saying that it could drive away evil spirits.

The monk was a real monk, but the beads were fake!

There was no spiritual energy attached to it at all!

When he thought about this, Ye Feng was furious, seriously speaking, this was simply plotting to kill people with money!

He hated it, and from then on, he had no good feelings towards the Buddhist Sect.

Closing the group file, Ye Feng returned his attention back to the group chat and watched with great interest.

......

Shaolin Temple.

In the central hall, a skin and bones old monk sat cross-legged on a futon, knocking on a wooden fish, his face was kind and peaceful, and his mouth was chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Suddenly, the huge statue of Buddha enshrined in the center of the hall blossomed with bright Buddhist light and rose up to the sky.

The old monk suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of shock.

He rushed out of the hall like lightning and looked towards the sky, only to see that the Buddha's light stalled for a split second before it swept off in a certain direction.

Almost at the same moment.

Countless Buddhist temples and Buddhist sanctuaries all over the world, at the same time, peaceful Buddhist light rose up and converged towards a certain city, condensing a vaguely huge figure in the sky, with the Buddha Wheel behind its head shining brightly!

Only that figure was dressed in white, sitting in a lazy posture, you can still see the thick hair, how to see is not like Buddha.

In the Shaolin Temple, the old monk's face was incomparably excited, and his voice was trembling.

"The Buddha's son has appeared!"