In the direction of Feiyun Temple, no one came to fight again. In the same realm, Yundu and Yunxiao were the best among them. Both of them lost, and the other monks would probably end up in the same way.
"So, I won?" Xuanzong's man became happy that day.
"I don't think so." Xiang Nan said, "It's not that Feiyun Temple has better disciples without talent, it's just that those disciples have higher realms."
"Then what do you think we should do?" The man from Tianxuanzong became angry when he saw Xiang Nan.
"How about this, I saw that senior brother Yun Gui just now is very talented, how do you compare with him." Xiang Nan said.
"Keyun returns to the realm..." Teng Jing said.
Xiang Nan shook his head and said, "It's okay, senior brother Yun Gui has a higher realm, and he may have already learned the third finger, then you can find another kind of Buddhist profound art that Yun Gui doesn't know, and let him learn it with Xiang Nan. That's it."
"Ah, yes!" Teng Jing kept nodding, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt.
That day, the Xuanzong man gave Xiang Nan a vicious look.
Xiang Nan's proposal broke Tianxuanzong's trick at once. The man of Xuanzong must have learned Moke finger for a long time that day, and he may not have learned another kind of Buddhist Xuangong.
Teng Jing thought for a while, and said, "Yun Gui specializes in Mok fingers and Boluomi hands, so let Yun Du and Xiang Nan learn Wei Tuo palm together."
"No!" Xiang Nan hurriedly stopped.
There are so many kinds of Buddhist mystic arts, and it is impossible for any disciple to learn them all. For example, Yun Du specializes in Duo Luo Ye Zhi and Wei Tuo Zhang, while Na Yun Gui specializes in Mo Ke Finger and Paramita Hand.
But although Wei Tuo Zhang Yungui can't, the man from Tianxuanzong will definitely! Yi Dong has used this trick many times.
"Why?" Teng Jing didn't know why, so she asked Xiang Nan.
The Tianxuanzong man was so angry that he wished he could dig out Xiang Nan's bones and eat them.
Xiang Nan just said it impulsively, and now he can't find a reason, so he can only make up one, saying: "Then... we have seen the Wei Tuo palm many times, why don't we find a palm method that we have never seen before. "
"Let those of us open our eyes too."
"So that's how it is." Teng Jing nodded, and said: "Then come and learn, Thousand Buddha Palm, this kind of palm is still higher than Wei Tuo Palm, it is more difficult for Xiang Nan and Yun Gui, and it is fair."
As he spoke, Na Teng Jing gently slapped the ancient clock in the distance.
With this palm out, seven or eight shadows of arms appeared on the side of his right arm, and those arms clapped at the ancient clock as well.
Teng Jing slapped the ancient clock with a palm, and seven or eight palms hit the ancient clock! Every time, a shallow palm print was taken.
Immediately afterwards, Teng Jing raised his palms with both hands, and slapped both hands towards the ancient clock without haste, but there were more and more arm shadows appearing beside his arms! For a moment, it seemed as if there were thousands of palms clapping the ancient clock together.
In an instant, the sound of clanging and clanging on the ancient clock could be heard endlessly, and countless dense palm prints were fiercely imprinted on the surface of the ancient clock!
"What an amazing palm technique..." Xiang Nan gasped.
Teng Jing's palm is definitely not fast! But once you are proficient in using the Thousand Buddha Palm, you will be like a Thousand Hand Buddha, one palm can move seven or eight palms, a dozen palms, and later nearly a hundred palms!
The Xuanzong man was overjoyed that day! Although he doesn't know the Thousand Buddha Palm, but now he can learn it, it's really a good thing that the pie fell from the sky.
"You two come here." Teng Jing summoned the son of Tianxuan Sect and Yun Gui, and taught them the heart formula.
"Okay, this is the first step of the Thousand Buddha's Palm formula. You two should practice together. If only one of you asks to stop, start fighting. Let's see who can practice better."
"Yes!" The two sat down cross-legged at the same time, and began to study hard.
"Good brother, how long do you think they will have to study? If they study for three days and three nights, wouldn't it be boring to death." Mengdie grabbed Xiang Nan's arm and shook it dissatisfied.
Xiang Nan said: "No, that fake Xiang Nan will definitely start soon."
"Why?" Mengdie asked curiously.
Xiang Nandao: "Yun Gui has a profound foundation of Buddhist mystic arts, but that 'Xiang Nan' doesn't. The two of them simultaneously learned the Thousand Buddha Palm, which they had never learned before. At first, they competed for a talent and understanding."
"Once both of them understand the Thousand Buddha's Palm, Yungui will definitely take the lead by relying on his solid foundation, far surpassing 'Xiang Nan'."
"That's right!" Mengdie clapped her hands and said, "Why didn't I think of that?"
Sure enough, an hour later, the Xuanzong man immediately stood up and said, "It's time to start!"
"So fast!" The young monks of Feiyun Temple widened their eyes in shock.
Yun Gui also stood up, his face still pondering the mantra of Thousand Buddha Palm.
Teng Jing put his hand on Yungui's shoulder, injected a burst of vitality, and said, "I have suppressed your realm to the fifth level of Guiyuan, that's fine."
"I've offended you, Senior Brother Yungui!" The Xuanzong man clasped his fists that day, and then slapped Yungui.
His Thousand Buddha Palms were sent out, and there was only a very faint arm gathered beside his arm. Not only was the number much smaller than Teng Jing's, but the shadow of the condensed arm was not obvious enough.
That Yun Gui also slapped him, but the situation was not as good as that of the Tianxuanzong man, Yun Gui's arm was more than half, not even complete!
The two walked around quickly, and as more and more palms were shot, the shadows of their arms on both sides of their arms also continued to increase.
When both sides had slapped twenty palms, the Tianxuanzong man had twenty palm shadows, while that Yungui had only fourteen!
The man from Tianxuanzong was very excited, he found an opportunity, and with one palm, he sent Yun Gui flying away.
After Yun Gui rolled on the ground for more than a dozen times, he stood up unsteadily, clasped his hands together, but spat out a big mouthful of blood.
I saw seventeen or eighteen palm prints on his chest!
"Young monk... I am ashamed of myself." Yun Gui let out a long sigh and returned to the crowd.
Xiang Nan nodded silently, and said: "Although this kid from Tianxuanzong is a counterfeit, his talent and understanding are genuine. He is indeed a genius."
If the two of them continued to practice, Yungui must be getting stronger and stronger, and the man from Tianxuanzong was very smart, and he clearly avoided his own disadvantage of not having a foundation in Buddhist mystic arts.
The matter has come to this point, there is nothing more to say in the direction of Feiyun Temple.
"How is it?" That day the Xuanzong man took out his folding fan and said triumphantly, "Who else do you want to send to fight me?"
Na Tengjing sighed, clasped his hands together and said, "Nephew Xiang Nan is worthy of being the overall champion of the Twelve Schools Joint Examination, and he is indeed one of the Wizards of the World. His reputation is well-deserved."
"Among my peers in Feiyun Temple, no one can match me."
As far as Feiyun Temple is concerned, there must be some geniuses, but Feiyun Temple is not willing to send all of them to fight against the Xuanzong man that day. This kind of thing, Feiyun Temple's eminent monks are absolutely unwilling to do.
"In that case..." the Xuanzong man was overjoyed that day. He was about to speak when suddenly a burst of laughter came from the mountain gate in the distance.
"Brother Xiang Beixiang, you can stay here!"
Hearing this, Xiang Nan was startled: "Brother Chen?"