"Is there really a cycle of reincarnation in the world?"

In the midst of dizziness, Han Sheng recovered from the mist and woke up slowly.

However, before he could fully wake up, a strange memory made him fall into confusion:

"Han Sheng, Zhi Sheng, or Han Sheng..."

"Why are there two names and two memories?"

The fragmented memories and the intricate intersection made him feel the severe pain from his heart and couldn't help but yell:

"who I am?"

"Zhisheng, or Hansheng?"

"Cha!" Hearing the movement in the Zen room, Zhijing, who was guarding outside the door, broke into the window and saw the figure screaming in pain on the Arhat's bed. The little monk with a childish eyebrows and a fair-faced face was anxious in his heart, as if he was angry at the Vajra, and roared:

"Senior brother, your Dharma name is Zhisheng, and your layman name is Han Sheng--"

"Wake up quickly!"

The sound was like thunder, echoing in the meditation room. His loud shout had already used one of the most profound methods of Vajra Temple, the Vajra Zen Lion Roar. Although he had not been practicing for a while, Zhijing was anxious and used it to awaken his friends with this skill.

Perhaps this loud shout worked. Just as Zhijing was thinking about whether to invite his master, the figure on the Arhat's bed had stopped struggling, and a pair of divine light and shining eyes lit up.

"It's dawn?"

Although it was during the day and the Zen room was not dark, the little monk Zhijing's heart had no reason to feel this feeling-

It seems that a pearl just now lit up in the Zen room.

This feeling came suddenly and disappeared even faster. Before Zhijing could figure out what was going on, he saw Zhisheng sitting up from the Arhat bed, his face pale and weakly said:

"Thank you, Junior Brother Zhijing!"

"If it weren't for the help of my junior brother, I would have fallen into a devil."

"Today's great kindness will be rewarded in the future!"

Zhijing and Zhisheng have always had a good relationship, but they don’t care about what he said about “heavy rewards”. Seeing Zhisheng wake up, Zhijing had already grasped Zhisheng’s trick and said:

"What do you and my brother say these things do?"

"Let me see how you are now!"

As he said that, Zhijing didn't wait for Zhisheng to respond. A stream of true energy passed in and entered Zhisheng's tendons. Feeling the empty breath, he was shocked and screamed:

"Senior Brother, your true energy is gone!"

"What should I do!"

He knew that Zhisheng valued this practice. He saw that Zhisheng not only did not make any breakthrough, but became obsessed with the invasion and lost all his skills. He was worried for a while and worried about Zhisheng.

However, Zhisheng at this time didn't care about it, just smiled and said:

"The true energy is gone, just cultivate it again!"

"It's a great blessing for senior brother to save his life this time."

"Not to mention, there are some breakthroughs!"

As he said that, he grew up and his body shook slightly, and the bones around him suddenly burst out with a burst of noise, like thunder, and the sound was continuous.

"The muscles and bones are ringing together!"

"Senior brother's external skills have reached this level!"

"It's really good now!"

Hearing these sounds, Zhijing turned worries into joy, and said happily. He knew that his senior brother was practicing the skills of the Golden Bell Cover. Although he had methods to cultivate true qi, he valued more attention to the training of muscles and bones. Especially after reaching the state of the sound of muscles and bones, he could make rapid progress and exert power that was no less than the unique skills of magical skills.

"After the golden bell cover is in the state of the sound of muscles and bones, you can practice the horizontal practice of the Golden Bell and Zhen, the iron head skills, and the iron arm skills, and you can also start practicing."

"If you practice thirteen horizontal practices to achieve great success, you will have steel and iron bones all over your body, even if you don't have true energy, an ordinary first-class master is not a match for your senior brother-in-law-"

"As long as you practice hard for a few months, Senior Brother Zhisheng will definitely stand out in the competition and participate in the Junshan Martial Arts Conference next year!"

With joy in his heart, Zhijing thought that Zhisheng had lost all his skills and said hurriedly:

"Senior brother, wait first. I'll ask the master to see if he can restore your skills!"

He didn't even go to open the room door, but rushed out of the broken window and asked himself that his master had gone.

"This kid!"

"It's still so frizzy!"

Seeing Zhijing leaving in a hurry, Zhisheng shook his head, as if he had thought of some past events, and a smile came to his heart.

However, in the blink of an eye, the smile disappeared. Understanding the two memories that had been initially integrated in my mind, Zhisheng frowned and said to himself:

"Who am I now?"

"Is it a wise victory or a Han victory?"

“Or, are both?”

In Zhisheng's memory, he was a young monk at Vajra Temple. His family's name was Han Sheng. His family was near Vajra Temple. His mother died early and his father died in a turmoil at Vajra Temple. Because of this, he was accepted by Vajra Temple at the age of ten and became an outer disciple. It has been six years since then.

In another Han Sheng's memory, he was born in a world with prosperous technology and bizarre nature. He was an ordinary person who accidentally came into contact with a martial art called "National Art" and made rapid progress, from Mingjin, Secret, Transformation, to Danjin, Gangjin, and Gangjin, without any damage, without any obstacles. In just seven or eight years, he went from an ordinary person to the top of the national art world. Finally, when there was no way ahead, he created a secret method called "Reincarnation", and his spirit was reincarnated.

"So, the wisdom of this life is the reincarnation of Han Sheng in the previous life—"

"This is probably what the elders in the temple said, the so-called Su Hui awakening!"

After understanding this, in the dark, I felt a kind of joy from the soul. The two memories in my mind were no longer resisted and were quickly integrated. A kind of memory, experience, a kind of martial arts, and secret techniques were like movies, presented in my mind.

In this way, I don’t know how long it took, Zhisheng’s eyes opened again and said:

"I am Zhisheng, and I am Hansheng!"

"I am me, the only one!"

Although the voice is light, it contains a kind of firmness. It seems that there is no power that can make him give up himself.

"good!"

After the words came, a thin monk appeared in the meditation room at some point. He smiled and said to Zhisheng:

"It seems that you have really been exposed to the spirit when you can understand your true self."

"As a young age, you can be called extraordinary!"

As he said that, he told the outsider again:

"Zhijing, don't come in yet!"

"Your friend is fine, maybe he will be blessed in disguise and be able to refine the gods in advance!"

"If you don't work hard, he will surpass you in a few days!"

Hearing Master’s words, Zhijing smiled and walked in from outside with a pack of medicinal materials. He saw him saluting Master first and then saying to Zhisheng:

"Senior Brother, this is the medicinal material I asked for for you in the Medicine King Hall."

"As long as you eat these, your injury will be fine!"

As he said that, he told Zhisheng one by one the decoctions, medication methods, and some taboos he heard from the Medicine King Palace.

Zhisheng heard it in his ears, and felt a little moved. He took the medicinal materials and said:

"Thank you, Junior Brother Zhijing!"

He bowed to the thin monk and thanked him:

"I'm sorry Master Shenji!"

However, from his memory, he already knew that the monk in front of him was Zhijing's master, known as Master Shenji, one of the four great monks of Vajra Temple. Although this person is Zhijing's master, Zhijing obviously spent a lot of effort to let him come to take care of his outer disciple in person. Zhijing naturally remembers this friendship in his heart.

Although Master Shenji came over to see it because of Zhijing's plea, he was not uncurable about Zhisheng. He heard Zhijing mention that Zhisheng seemed to be bright when he woke up, and he was already a little suspicious that Zhisheng might have been exposed to the spirit. He just saw Zhisheng and realized his true self, which made him even more happy and said with some joy:

"Being able to get in touch with the spirit in the acquired realm means that you have the potential to refine the spirit in advance."

"After you recover in a few days, I will pass on you a Vajra meditation."

"If you can achieve success, you will have your luck in the future!"
Chapter completed!