"It really is you!" The abbot of Feiyun Temple nodded with a smile: "It seems that you are the real Xiang Nan."
After Xiang Nan performed the Sun God Kungfu, he respectfully presented his waist badge to the abbot, and said, "This junior has already obtained the permission of the elders of this sect to come to Feiyun Temple."
"It's just that I didn't expect that someone would pretend to be an elder and disciple of my Haoran Sect to tarnish the reputation of my sect."
"Over the years, although my Haoran Sect and Feiyun Temple have not had much contact, they respect each other. I hope my uncle will not underestimate my Haoran Sect just because someone is pretending to be."
The abbot smiled gratifiedly and said: "No, no, my teacher Zhang Haoran is upright, and the poor monk also admires him very much."
"Since you are Xiang Nan, who are they?"
Xiang Nan turned around and said with a sneer, "These people are all from the Tianxuan Sect of the Nine Heavens Continent."
"Ah!" Feiyun Temple was in chaos.
At first, I thought someone was pretending to be the Haoran sect, and after Xiang Nan exposed it, all the fakers should be driven away, but I didn't expect that the person pretending to be the Haoran sect was Tianxuanzong who was stronger than the Haoran sect!
The Xuanzong man laughed loudly that day: "So what? It doesn't matter if we are Haoranzong or not. Today we are here to exchange Buddhist profound skills, not to compare other sects with more justice."
"Great monk." The man from Tianxuanzong pointed at the abbot of Feiyun Temple, and said, "You and I have made an agreement before, and we have competed a few times. Are you going to break the agreement? Just now that evildoer knows to follow the agreement, you have to Daoist monks don’t obey?”
The abbot clasped his hands together: "My Buddha is merciful, whether it is the Haoran Sect or the Tianxuan Sect, the poor monk will treat you equally, and will not underestimate you."
"That's good!" That day, the Xuanzong man cupped his fists and said, "My servant, Tianxuanzong, Yu Zihao!"
"Since you are still willing to abide by the agreement, then let's continue! If no one can defeat me, you should abide by the agreement and exchange exercises with us."
Xiang Nan laughed loudly and said, "Master abbot, Xiang Nan is willing to do his best for Feiyun Temple. If Xiang Nan helps your temple survive this calamity, please raise your hand and let my Brother Chen go."
"Oh my good brother, are you stupid!" Mengdie rushed out and said, "If you can save Feiyun Temple, what kind of kindness would that be? You ask these monks for exercises and pills, and they I have to give it all to you!"
"How can you let go of such a good opportunity for a demon clan?"
Xiang Nan shook his head, and said: "My brother Chen is reckless, and he broke into the pure land of Buddhism alone, and the younger generation only begs his uncle to spare his life."
The abbot showed approval on his face, and kept nodding: "Okay, good boy, you are indeed the direct disciple of senior brother Haoran. He is really kind and righteous. Then the uncle will follow you, and no matter whether you win or lose, the poor monk will let you go!" The lion demon has one life."
"Thank you uncle!" Xiang Nan cheered up.
"No wonder..." Yun Du nodded frequently not far away, and said: "I was curious in the forest. I heard that Junior Brother Xiang Nan is an upright person. Even if he wants to kill flower-shaped monsters, how can he use poison? Despicable means."
"It turns out that that person is impersonating."
At this time, Yu Zihao stood up, frowned and said: "You are from the Haoran Sect, why should you represent Feiyun Temple to compare with me?"
Xiang Nan asked back: "You are a member of Tianxuanzong, why come to Feiyun Temple pretending to be Haoranzong?"
"You you you!" Yu Zihao blushed angrily.
Xiang Nandao: "I, me, me, what me?"
Then Yu Zihao stomped his feet and shouted: "Okay! If you want to compare with me, then compare! I want to learn from you. What's so special about you kid."
Teng Jing said: "Well, the poor monk will come up with another kind of Buddhist profound art, and let nephew Xiang Nan and nephew Zi Hao learn together."
"Senior, please wait a moment." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said, "Tianxuanzong has obtained a lot of Buddhist profound arts from the ancient martial tomb. Means, they all will."
"There will be such a thing?" Na Teng was stunned for a moment, and said: "No wonder Master Nephew Zihao learned Moke finger so quickly."
"It's just that I don't understand." Xiang Nan frowned: "Since they already have Buddhist profound arts, why do they still come to Feiyun Temple?"
"If it is said that Buddhist Xuangong is a progressive learning, one must first learn the elementary exercises before learning more advanced ones, then they can quietly arrest some disciples of Feiyun Temple and forcibly ask them about the elementary exercises. .”
"I see." Teng Jing suddenly realized, and said, "Xiang Nan, come and see."
As he spoke, Teng Jing slapped the ancient clock, and saw an invisible palm hit the ancient clock, leaving a handprint on it, and asked, "What is this?"
Xiang Nan said, "The Wei Tuo Palm."
Teng Jing nodded, then slapped the ancient clock, and saw a bald and barefoot Arhat suddenly appearing in the sky. Flour!
"This, what is it?" Teng Jing asked again.
Xiang Nan shook his head: "This junior doesn't know."
Teng Jing smiled and said, "This is also the Wei Tuo Palm."
Xiang Nan was shocked, and said, "How could it be? The same Wei Tuo palm, the gap is so huge?"
Na Tengjing smiled and said: "You don't know, my Buddhist mystical kung fu is very profound, and every kung fu has infinite changes after I learn it."
"The longer you practice and the more refined your cultivation is, the more powerful and diverse the same martial skill will be."
"Using the Wei Tuo Palm at the Guiyuan Realm, the power is average, but if you use the Wei Tuo Palm at the Shenwu Realm, it will shake the heavens and the earth."
Teng Jing clasped his hands together towards Song Mingcheng, and said, "Presumably, the Buddhist profound arts obtained by Junior Brother Mingcheng and the others are not complete. There are only martial arts formulas, but no formulas for changes in the second half."
"So that's it!" Xiang Nan patted his forehead, thinking it through.
It turned out that the owner of the martial arts tomb obtained the Buddhist profound arts due to some chance, but what he got was not the complete book, only the formulas of martial arts, and the formulas of transformation were lacking.
Teng Jing said: "Since Yu Zihao has already learned the Mo-Ke Finger, then Senior Nephew Xiang Nan, would you like to make the mistake and learn the Mo-Ke Finger once to fight Yu Zihao?"
"Okay!" Xiang Nan nodded.
"No!" Mengdie stood up and said, "To learn the Moke finger, you must first learn the Dali Vajra finger, then the flower finger, and then the Moke finger! My brother Xiang Nan doesn't understand the first two martial arts skills! "
"It's okay, I can teach him." Teng Jing smiled slightly.
Only then did Mengdie cheer up: "Okay, okay, it's best to teach brother Xiang Nan everything."
Yu Zihao sneered, hugged his shoulders, and said, "I'll see how long it takes you to learn the three fingering techniques. I'll tell you, I'll only give you one day. If you can't learn it, you'll be considered a loser."
"Why do you set the time?" Mengdie said.
"It's okay." Xiang Nan said, "One day is enough."
"Xiang Nan, Dali Vajra Finger, the fingering formula, listen carefully." Teng Jing whispered in Xiang Nan's ear.
Xiang Nan nodded when he heard this, and said, "Your junior has written it down."
Teng Jing did this because he didn't want to favor one person over another. Since Yu Zihao had learned the Mo Ke finger, he couldn't treat Xiang Nan badly.
Xiang Nan was very grateful for this move.