Yang Kai understood in his heart that the real reason why the art of Ksitigarbha was cut off was because it was too difficult to practice. For ordinary monks, let alone practicing to the extreme, it would be quite difficult for them to get started. After all, they were dealing with earth veins and Feng Shui.

If you dig a little deeper, you are basically dealing directly with the power of creation.

How could someone who knew only a little about the power of creation inherit the art of Ksitigarbha?

However, although the art of Ksitigarbha is only a minority inheritance in Cangyun Continent, after it is practiced to the extreme, it can theoretically change the world, and it is not impossible to directly confront the laws of heaven and earth.

It's just that theories are just theories after all. In the long history of Cangyun Continent, no great person has been able to cultivate the art of Ksitigarbha to such a heaven-defying level.

The three people in the yard didn't notice at all. On the mountain road not far away, a group of people stood quietly, their eyes full of surprise and disbelief.

Next to Jiang Shoutang, Li Shuangyan, who was dressed in white and looked like a fairy in a painting, with delicate features and a sparkle in her eyes, reacted quickly and walked quickly towards the mountain courtyard.

The rest of the people came to their senses and hurriedly followed, all with proud expressions on their faces.

Yang Kai's magical trick was just right for Wuyou Valley to shine in front of the Yaoguang Holy Sect.

As for who Yang Kai is, there is no need to ask, of course he is the youngest elder of Wuyou Valley.
Chapter completed!