Nirvana in Huashan: from Yijin and Forging Bones to Three Layers of Blue Sea

"This son, Double Pulse Xiao, cannot survive the weak crown." When the golden needle in Jingzhou's holy hand fell to the ground, Shen Taizhen picked up Chi'er and embarked on the road to death. The world doesn't know, but the moment when the medicine farmer's crutch hit the ground that night—— In the eyes of an eight-year-old child, the arc of the bird's wings has cut through the darkness of martial arts. When the Buddha's light in Tianning Temple was covered with dust, he burned incense and cooked a cauldron to remove the thousand-year-old Buddha's poison. When the Japanese iron ship destroyed the city, his lone sail caused the tide to smash the seven-foot-high ship. The moment Heimuya's embroidery needle chased his soul, the magnet in his sleeve turned lightly, and thousands of cold stars fell. When his name is not seen in the world Sitting in front of the ruined monument in Lingjiu Palace for seven days and nights, the desert wind and sand condensed into the "Dragon and Elephant Heavenly Book" The tantric soul boy put his hands together and sighed: "This is not Prajna Kung Fu, it is Moko Wuliang!" After the whole world extols his name The invincible embroidery needle from the East came through the clouds. He broke the bamboo branches and pointed them towards the clouds and mist of Mount Hua: "Do you think needles are the way of heaven?" "I use everything as a needle!" Suddenly the pine waves surged, and the thunder from the sky penetrated the bamboo shoots!