I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Chapter 24 The Secret Sect and Master Yan Guang

Jinmen City, Zhenmagic Division, in front of Yanwu Hall.

Xie Que looked at the scene in front of him with some confusion.

Dozens of people with their hair disheveled, wearing rings on their foreheads, and dressed like monks, were reciting scriptures loudly in front of the hall.

"The nature of the Dharma is silent and true. It is silent and always illuminates the wonderful view. Determination is the father, and wisdom is the mother..."

The monks sang in a strange rhythm, and Xie Que's somewhat restless mind could not help but become gradually calmer.

Xie Que winked at Mu Yongquan who was at the side, and Mu Yongquan said with a smile: "This was the place of the Secret Sect before the establishment of the Zhenmagic Division. It is normal for the disciples of the Secret Sect to practice here, so please don't take offense."

Xie Que was thoughtful, but he didn't expect that the secret sect was different from what he had imagined in his mind, and it was somewhat similar to the Buddhist sect, except that these disciples were all leading the practice.

There are several temples not far outside Jinmen City. Xie Que once passed by Yaowang Temple. The monks inside were all bald and dressed no differently from the monks in his previous life.

After Mu Yongquan's introduction, Xie Que realized that the monks in front of him were all practitioners of martial arts.

Wengong and martial arts are similar, and the early stage is also divided into three realms.

Entering meditation, entering the void, and entering the world correspond to the three major realms of martial arts.

While the two were chatting, the sound of a bell rang leisurely.

The monks sitting cross-legged on the ground stood up one after another and bowed towards the east corridor.

Xie Que looked up and found that the person who came was none other than the Warlord of the Suppressing Demon Division whom he had seen at the Wuding River a few days ago.

It's just that the military governor took off his military uniform and wore a monk's robe, holding a rosary, and his black beard did not move in the wind.

"Master Yan Guang." Mu Yongquan immediately bowed to salute when the military governor approached him.

Seeing this, Xie Que realized that the Warlord had such a status in this secret sect, so he immediately followed Mu Yongquan's example.

Master Yan Guang was thin and thin, not as strong as some of the warriors in the Demon Suppression Division. Xie Que did not feel any threat from him, but this did not make Xie Que look down upon him.

Someone who can be called a guru and is the governor of the Demon-Suppressing Division is definitely not a trivial person.

Master Yan Guang nodded slightly, and his tone was calm, but it gave people a feeling that the world was falling: "The fallen boy is the chief villain in the Demon Hunting Record. He has been killed, although it is not our fault."

"But it was discovered in time and blocked in time, before the monsters from the wheeling path discovered it first. Therefore, this matter should also be rewarded based on merit."

Master Yan Guang's eyes were piercing: "Since you are Yuan Shun's adopted son, you can also be regarded as a direct descendant of my secret sect. Let's take a look at a set of boxing first."

Xie Que responded to the call and demonstrated Yan Qing's boxing routines from beginning to end.

Unexpectedly, Master Yan Guang shook his head: "Although there are some bright spots, it is too rigid. Nanxuan, you can practice with him."

After saying this, among the monks in front of the hall, a man of similar age to Xie Que jumped out and walked to Xie Que.

"It's not limited to Yan Qing Quan, just click on it."

Nan Xuan clasped his fists at Xie Que, showing the vertical feet of Yan Qing's fist.

Xie nodded his head in greeting and returned the gesture with fists in his arms.

Nan Xuan took a step forward and struck out with an elbow very quickly. Xie Que raised his hand to resist.

The opponent's two fingers on the other hand changed his mind midway and poked Xie Que's eyeballs.

Xie Que cursed inwardly, grabbed Nan Xuan's arm with his left hand, and threw him out with an astonishing arc.

"Born with strange power." Guru Yan Guang made a note in his mind.

Xie Que could feel that the opponent was extremely proficient in martial arts moves and had rich fighting experience. The only difference between him and himself was the physical quality and level of vitality.

Nanxuan landed smoothly, but his breathing was disordered, Xie Que took advantage of the victory to pursue.

"The Flying Goose Kung Fu." Master Yan Guang's lips moved slightly.

It was also the first time for Xie Que to fight with someone so generously. He didn't want the battle to end so quickly, so he took the initiative to restrain some of his strength and controlled his strength to be exactly the same as the opponent's.

"Amazing control."

"Release the force and exert force... Broken Bamboo Palm?"

"Poison skills? This kid..."

Seeing the two fighting each other, the smile on Master Yan Guang's lips became even bigger.

With an opponent, Xie Que also got rid of the pain of working behind closed doors, and began to familiarize himself with and improve each move for actual combat.

Gradually, he gave up other martial arts and only used the purest Yan Qing Fist to fight against his enemies.

After having the entry of martial arts prodigy, and with the bonus of never leaving his hand, this boxing technique has grown much faster than Xie Que imagined.

After more than 30 strokes, Nan Xuan clutched his fists, his whole body felt bursts of soreness, and even his elbows still had a burning sensation like being corroded, so he could only retreat voluntarily.

He smiled bitterly and said to the side: "Master, I admit defeat."

Master Yan Guang nodded without restraining his smile: "Not bad."

Immediately before Xie Que didn't react, Master Yan Guang was already grabbing Xie Que's arm.

There was a bright light in his eyes, and his face was trembling: "You practice martial arts to compete..."

At this point, he also stopped and looked at Xie Que as if he were sizing up a unique treasure: "He is truly a martial arts genius."

Xie Que's heart skipped a beat, and he found out that the other party didn't discover the death trial map, so he was relieved.

"Come with me." Master Yan Guang waved his hand, and the monks in front of the hall began to recite scriptures silently again, and Mu Yongquan also retreated.

Xie Que followed him to a four-story building, where Master Yan Guang opened the door and entered.

"You should know my identity, right?" Master Yan Guang walked forward without looking back.

"You are still the warlord of Zhenmensi." Xie Kuang nodded and responded.

Master Yan Guang couldn't help but be stunned and turned around: "Didn't your father tell you? According to seniority, I am your master."

Xie Que really didn't know there was such a relationship, he saluted immediately, his body was almost bent to the ground: "I have seen the master."

Master Yan Guang nodded, and took Xie Que to a compartment on the top floor.

There is a golden Buddha statue enshrined in front. This Buddha statue has three heads and six arms, which looks extremely terrifying.

When Xie Que got closer, he found that the body surface of the Buddha statue seemed to be carved with layers of fine textures. Looking carefully, it was like the body surface was covered with hairs.

The Buddha statue is dressed in tiger skin and holds a golden rod, giving Xie Que a strange but inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Master Yan Guang lit a big incense stick, and instead of bowing down like Xie Que imagined, he raised his arms towards the Buddha statue and put them down strangely.

After that, the two of them turned around and sat on the futon on the ground.

The fragrance mist was misty, and Master Yan Guang was silent for a long time, Xie Que couldn't speak up to ask.

"Although you haven't joined my secret sect, but this fate is here, you can be regarded as a member of my secret sect." Master Yan Guang looked into Xie Que's eyes: "You can choose to practice a literary skill , or secret martial arts."

"Can I also practice Wengong?" Xie Que learned from Mu Yongquan that Wengong not only requires talent, but also needs to be practiced since childhood.

Otherwise, when you get older, your mind will be too complicated, and it will be extremely difficult for you to enter the first level of literary skills.

"It may be difficult for others, but it may not be impossible for you." Master Yan Guang clasped his hands together as if closing his eyes.

Xie Que was silent for a while, recalling that all his entries were related to martial arts. If his talent was average, practicing martial arts would be a waste of time.

If I can obtain the entry for literary skills in the future, it will not be too late to practice literary skills.

After making up his mind, Xie Que said: "Master, I want to practice secret martial arts."

(End of this chapter)