Chapter 47: Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill

  Ma Luo Fa Wang was born with a unique gift, his roots and bones were exceptionally good. From a young age, he was taken in as a direct disciple by the great elder of the Esoteric Sect and taught the sect's ultimate bodyguard technique, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill. After achieving success in his cultivation, he possessed boundless strength and ferocious combat power, being unbeatable among the younger generation outside the domain. However, due to his heavy worldly desires, he misused his martial prowess to abduct civilian women, causing chaos in the region. As a result, he was expelled from the Esoteric Sect and forced to flee to the Central Plains.

  The mountains and rivers may change, but the nature of things is hard to shift. After Mo Ruo Fa Wang escaped to Hong County, he began to wreak havoc again, relying on his unparalleled martial arts skills to abduct women everywhere to satisfy his lust. However, he unexpectedly encountered a top-notch master like Linghu Chong in this remote and small county.

  The gap in strength between the two sides was too great, and Moro even closed his eyes to await death. However, unexpectedly, a turning point emerged. Feeling the warmth of the flesh on his palm, Moro smiled happily, reversing the situation, from then on he was invincible.

  Linghu Chong was now in an extremely precarious situation, the golden elixir in his dantian rapidly absorbed all the true essence from his meridians, yet still not satisfied, it continued to revolve and started absorbing the essence of his blood and flesh.

  Linghu Cong's face turned extremely ugly, he was too careless, just for a moment of pleasure, he let himself fall into an absolute trap, the enemy was right in front of him, if he were to attack, he could only forcibly mobilize his internal energy, and annihilate the enemy with one blow, but after this time, he would likely suffer a severe loss of vitality, and wouldn't be able to recover within half a year.

  However, what he didn't expect was that the Demon King Moro would use his full strength to slap his Dantian. Linghu Chong's body suddenly relaxed, and he felt a thrill of excitement. Now he wasn't afraid of any attack, except for internal energy attacks. Moreover, he continued to supplement the absorption of the Golden Elixir with a large amount of true energy, quietly operating the North Ming Divine Art. When Moro's right palm was about to touch his Dantian, Linghu Chong suddenly sucked in, and the complete power of the North Ming Divine Art was activated, rapidly absorbing the rich Buddhist true energy that came from the palm.

  Maruo, the Dharma King, stared with wide eyes and a slightly open mouth, but not a sound came out. A massive suction force absorbed all the Buddhist true energy that he had cultivated for decades, and he couldn't even resist or cut off the connection. He could only watch as his own true energy continued to flow away, until he became a powerless waste of a person.

  The full force of the Northern Profound Divine Technique seemed to have stimulated the Golden Elixir in Linghu Chong's dantian, causing it to suddenly expand and produce an even more massive suction force. Linghu Chong slowly rose into the air, surrounded by countless essences of grasses and trees, as well as the primordial energy of heaven and earth, all rushing towards him. As the suction force grew stronger, the environment around him underwent a tremendous transformation: ancient trees over a hundred years old leaned towards Linghu Chong, their leaves swirling with the essences, encircling his body. Before long, he was submerged in a sea of withered yellow leaves and grass roots that filled the sky.

  Innumerable heavenly and earthly primordial energies, the essence of life frantically surged into Linghu Chong's body. The lush trees surrounding him seemed to have lost their vital fluids, withering and turning yellow, shedding leaves... Wild grasses withered, fresh flowers wilted...

  The originally lush and dense forest has now become a desolate land, with only a few withered branches and leaves remaining. On the original path, a huge spherical structure made of withered grass and wood stands upright, surrounded by an eerie silence.

  After an unknown period of time, the sphere exploded with a loud noise, and dry branches and weeds shot out in all directions. A man covered in mud and with a black face stood proudly, his left hand still grasping a completely dry monk wearing a red robe. It was Linghu Chong.

  The mud on his body had long since dried and solidified, Linghu Chong tossed the Mohe Sword King in his hand to the ground casually, stretched out his hand to peel off the solidified dirt from his face, and threw it to the ground, revealing a pale and handsome face.

  He looked around in horror, his eyes wide with shock and amazement. The once lush forest had become a desolate wasteland. Towering trees stood dead and dry, flowers wilted, and even the hardiest wild grasses had withered away.

  The energy required by the Golden Elixir is simply too much, and the quality of this world's energy is fundamentally unable to satisfy it. It cannot get a complete supplement, seemingly breaking the balance and shattering the shackles.

  Looking at the devastated environment, Linghu Cong felt a sense of relief. Fortunately, it was in this wilderness and small mountain forest. If it were to happen in a bustling city, the consequences would be unthinkable, and it's impossible to estimate how many lives would be lost.

  Qingfeng Gang is a land of good feng shui, compared to ordinary places, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is much more abundant. With the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of plants, combined with the thick Buddhist aura of the Maro Fa Wang, it was barely enough to meet the needs of the golden elixir in the dantian, causing the golden elixir to temporarily stabilize.

  Linghu Chong's face was devoid of any blood color, his injuries still unhealed. Such a vast amount of energy essence could only barely satisfy the golden elixir within him, no longer absorbing his blood and flesh essence. At this moment, there wasn't a single thread of true yuan flowing through his meridians, all of it having been absorbed into the golden elixir surrounding his dantian, circulating and rotating.

  Looking down at the Moro King lying on the ground, Linghu Cong felt a great sense of joy. The golden elixir in his dantian suddenly burst forth, catching him off guard. Fortunately, this tragic man, Moro King, had sneakily attacked him, and what's more, he had used all his internal energy, striking Linghu Cong right on the dantian. Was there anything more delightful than this? It was as if he knew that Linghu Cong was lacking in energy, and so he had delivered himself to his doorstep.

  Linghu Chong dug a large pit nearby, then lifted the corpse of Mo Ruo Fa Wang and prepared to bury it. After all, he was a master comparable to the Five Peaks Sect Master, and couldn't just leave his body exposed in the wilderness, which would be too lacking in magnanimity. A supreme expert should always receive this treatment, no matter what.

  As Linghu Chong was about to throw Mo Ruo Fa Wang into the deep pit and bury him, a small golden wooden box suddenly fell out of Mo Ruo Fa Wang's red monk robe. The small wooden box had a thick and majestic appearance, with two lifelike, powerful and domineering green dragons carved on its surface, which was shocking.

  Linghu Chong casually tossed Mo Luo Fa Wang into the deep pit, then bent down to pick up the small wooden box, gently opened it, and suddenly his eyes turned green. A classic book and a golden Buddha relic were quietly waiting inside.

  "Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique! Damn it, you son of a bitch, can you be any more outrageous?!" Linghu Cong was also stunned, what the hell is going on, casually killing a small thug and picking up a world-class martial arts secret manual, isn't world-class martial arts supposed to be priceless?!

  Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, the highest and most supreme martial art in the world, one of the top-level protective divine skills that can laugh at the world. It is divided into thirteen layers, each layer increases the power of a dragon and an elephant, and those who have achieved success in their practice will have every move with the power of a thousand pounds, like a war god descending to the earth, strong and fierce, sweeping away all enemies. And now this rare and supreme martial art in the world has been easily obtained by Linghu Chong, is it really the halo of the pig's foot?

  Linghu Cong's true yuan in his body cannot be moved recklessly, and his defensive ability is insufficient. With this unparalleled divine skill, his killing power and defensive power will greatly increase, making his future grand plan more secure.

  And what's even more incredible is that inside the wooden box, there was also a Buddha relic called Sheli, which Huo Chung had seen before. He had previously obtained one from the descendant of a tomb raider, which was created by the combined efforts of two great masters, Virtual Bamboo and Duan Yu, and with this Sheli, he was able to master the Northern Ming Divine Art and the Nine Yang Divine Art in just half a year.

  The power of the Buddha's relics is even more powerful, and the energy is even purer. For him who is now severely lacking in energy, it is like a long drought meeting sweet rain, heaven is making things beautiful.