Immortal Martial God

Chapter 381: Wash marrow

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Hearing what Xiang Nan said, the abbot clasped his hands together and said, "Junior Brother Teng Jing, since Xiang Nan has made this request, you can take him to the meditation room to discuss."

"Yes." Na Tengjing said.

"There's also this demon clan." The abbot looked at Chen Hengjun and said, "My Feiyun Temple is a pure place of Buddhism. Since I have promised nephew Xiang Nan to spare your life, you should go down the mountain quickly."

Although Feiyun Temple will not kill Chen Hengjun, as far as the current situation is concerned, the attitude of these monks towards demons is definitely not friendly.

"Brother Xiang." Chen Hengjun clasped his fists at Xiang Nan and said, "Heishekou, we've already had a drink. I'll wait for you for three days when I go down the mountain today. If I see you again in three days, I'll have a good time with you again. If I don't see you in three days, I'll leave on my own. Go, just look at your fate."

"Haha, good! If we can still see each other within three days, it will be the fifth meeting between you and me." Xiang Nan smiled knowingly and said goodbye to Chen Hengjun.

"Come here." After seeing off Chen Hengjun, Xiang Nan waved to Mengdie and sent her out of the mountain gate.

"Let's go." Xiang Nan said.

That Mengdie curled her lips: "I won't leave, you can hit me if you have the ability."

Xiang Nan frowned: "Don't you understand? I'm saving you. During the martial arts competition, the abbot and Elder Teng Jing already found out that you are a woman. You can fool others, but you can't fool their eminent monks."

"It's just that it was chaotic at the time, and they didn't have time to pay attention to you. If you let them find out that you practiced the skills of the Tianmo Sect, do you really think they will let you go?"

Mengdie thought for a while and said, "Then I'll go to the town down the mountain and wait for you. You must come to me."

After that, she bounced down the mountain.

Xiang Nan shook his head helplessly, returned to Feiyun Temple, and went to the meditation room with Elder Na Tengjing.

In the meditation room, the sandalwood is ethereal, and Xiang Nan and Teng Jing sit cross-legged facing each other.

Na Tengjing said: "Mr. Nephew Xiang Nan, I don't know what martial skill you want to change this time. The Moke Finger and Prajna Palm that I taught you earlier only have the first level formulas. Do you want the complete formulas? "

Xiang Nan shook his head, and took out the three skills of the three-turn gang qi, the innate gang qi, and the prehistoric gang qi, and put them on the table.

He said again: "To be honest, what this junior comes to Feiyun Temple this time is not for martial arts, but for exercises."

"Although Buddhist martial arts are powerful, this junior knows that he is not patient enough to practice hard day after day, year after year."

Teng Jing nodded, and said: "That's true, the martial arts of the Martial Dao sect are quick to learn, powerful, and have a short period of benefit."

"My Buddhist metaphysics is slow and powerful, but the benefit period is very long. A mundane person like Mr. Xiang Nan should not be willing to practice hard."

Xiang Nan thought for a while, then put the Sun God Kungfu that he carried with him on the table, and said, "This junior came here this time just for this Sun God Kungfu."

Na Teng Jing, as the host of the Feilongyuan, was originally a complete martial idiot. When he saw the other three exercises just now, he just glanced at them lightly and was not interested.

But at this time, after seeing the Sun God Art, he immediately cheered up, and actually picked up the book with both hands, saying: "This is the famous Sun God Art."

Xiang Nan nodded, and said: "The reason why the younger generation learns the Buddhist Xuangong so quickly is because of the Great Freedom Sutra and the Sun God Kungfu."

"The younger generation discovered that this Sun God Kung Fu seems to be more suitable for Buddhist Xuan Gong. With the Sun God Art as the foundation, practicing Buddhist Xuan Gong is not only fast, but also powerful."

Na Teng Jing caressed the cover of the book and murmured: "Okay, okay, it's really a peerless achievement."

"Senior, you can read it as much as you want." Xiang Nan smiled slightly.

"What?" Na Teng Jing was surprised: "It's such a precious exercise, and you let me read it without exchanging it with me?"

Xiang Nandao: "My teacher, Xu Caiyue, actually hopes that more people can practice Sun God Kungfu, but this kind of Kungfu is too difficult to get started, and there are many dangers after learning, so I don't want to spread it to outsiders easily."

"Hmm... Teacher Ling has a compassionate heart, which is admirable." As Na Teng Jing said, his hands were already trembling, and he was flipping through the Taiyan skills.

Xiang Nan didn't bother, just sat there with a smile and waited quietly.

This Taiyang Shengong seems to be very fast, and it can be read in about half an hour, but it took a full three hours for Na Tengjing to read until late at night.

In the end, Na Teng Jing closed the book contentedly, and said: "The poor monk pondered carefully, this Sun God Art is really not trivial, it's just..."

"It's just not perfect." Xiang Nan accepted the words with a smile, and said: "And the Sun God Kung Fu is too strong, this junior came to Feiyun Temple this time to find a kung fu that can neutralize the Sun God Kungfu. "

Na Teng Jing was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed heartily: "So that's the case, no wonder my nephew asked me to watch the Sun God Art first."

Xiang Nan smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Master's uncle has seen through this junior's small thoughts, but from what you have seen, is there any exercise I want in Feiyun Temple?"

Na Teng Jing recalled the formulas of Taiyang Shengong, and began to ponder, and said: "Junior Brother Tengkong's Great Freedom Sutra is very good, but this Heart Sutra is too much about letting nature take its course and letting go of one's temperament, which is not helpful for Taiyang Shengong. big."

"If not, use the Prajna Heart Sutra?" Teng Jing said to himself, then shook his head in denial, and said, "It doesn't work either, the Prajna Heart Sutra is also strong and strong, and it's not very good for the Sun God Kung Fu."

"Then use the Paramita Heart Sutra? It's not good either. This kind of Heart Sutra is too gentle, and regular practice will make people want nothing. Not only will it not help the Sun God Kung Fu, but it will have side effects."

Xiang Nan didn't bother, and just let Teng Jing think alone.

While Teng Jing was thinking, he gestured with both hands, thinking that he was in a trance.

At dawn, Na Teng Jing finally slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, I'm really confused. I've been thinking about using exercises to neutralize exercises, but I forgot that the best medium to neutralize the sun's magic is actually human. .”

As he said that, Teng Jing slapped his forehead and ran out directly, leaving only Xiang Nan sitting there dumbfounded.

Xiang Nan was stunned for a while, then smiled wryly, and said, "Master is really a martial arts idiot."

Later, Na Tengjing came in holding a book.

Xiang Nan looked around, and on the cover of the book were written three big gilt characters: The Sutra of Washing the Marrow.

Teng Jing said happily: "My Buddhist sect has many kinds of profound arts, and there are seventy-two masters in martial arts, but there are differences in attributes between them, and it is inevitable that they will collide with each other in practice."

"And this marrow washing scripture has played a role in reconciling it."

"Mr. Nephew Xiang Nan, if you practice this sutra, it will definitely benefit your sun power!"

Xiang Nan was overjoyed and said, "Uncle Master, this marrow washing scripture is a treasure of Buddhism, do you really want to pass it on to me?"

Na Tengjing said: "Nephew Xiang Nan has a righteous spirit in his heart. Practicing this skill is also beneficial and not harmful to the common people in the world. Why not do it."

"Nephew, accept the scriptures."

Xiang Nan hurriedly bowed and took the scriptures in his hands.

"The plan for a day lies in the morning. You start to practice now, and your uncle will help you." Teng Jing said.