Su Twelve stood aside quietly, waiting silently. Seeing that Tang Zhuying's reading speed was not very fast, it was obvious that he could not complete the comprehension of the ancient secret scroll in a short time.

Su Twelve pondered for a moment, then simply took out the jade-pupil slip that the other party had just given, which recorded the sacred palm of the Great Brahma, and put it between his eyebrows to examine it.

The moment his spiritual consciousness penetrated the Jade Eye Slip, Su Twelve felt a holy and majestic energy pouring into his mind.

Su Twelve's body trembled, and Su Twelve was in a trance. In the hazy moment, thousands of lotus flowers emitting Buddha light suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes, slowly blooming, connecting to the sky and the earth, incomparably gorgeous.

Lotus flowers were hanging in the air, and then, a monk wearing Buddha's light appeared in the distance.

The monk had a relic on his head and long gray hair on his temples. Under the Buddha's light, you could faintly see a delicate face, with a dot of red cinnabar between his eyebrows.

On his body, he wore a plain silver and bright cassock robe, embroidered with amber jade-like swastika prints and lotus patterns, and several streamers on the cuffs, adding a sense of otherworldliness to it.

Looking from a distance, it shows elegance and purity, and the demeanor of a Buddhist master is extremely strong.

The monk came from a distance, and thousands of lotus flowers rushed towards him. They passed by his feet and turned into little golden light and sank into the monk's body.

On the other hand, the monk made no unnecessary movements from beginning to end, looking like he was strolling leisurely but also containing supreme majesty.

However, with every step he takes, there is an extremely rich and majestic momentum building up in his body.

In just a few snaps of the fingers, thousands of lotus flowers disappeared.

The monk also stepped on the Buddha's light and came to Su Twelve.

The bright Buddha's light is as bright as the sun, and the Buddha's energy is surging in it, emitting a terrifying aura, like black clouds pressing down on the city or the top of the mountain.

"This momentum... is so terrifying?"

"In terms of explosive power and power, it is definitely far superior to the Taixuan Fengyue Sword Technique practiced by the Huanxing Sect. Well...at least it is superior to the Taixuan Fengyue Sword Technique practiced by Xi Longxuan."

"Such a terrifying power, once detonated, would be comparable to the 'Swordsmanship of Heaven', right? Is this the Great Brahma Palm, the secret skill of Jinzen Temple? I didn't expect... it would be so amazing!!!"

In the Buddha's light, the Buddha's essence surges and accumulates but does not emit.

In the flash of lightning, many thoughts quickly flashed through Su Twelve's mind.

After learning the 'Celestial Sword Art', he thought he had mastered the most powerful technique. Although he never showed it, he was inevitably a little complacent in his heart.
Chapter completed!