Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Chapter 473: Taking Action (fourth update)

Fakong taught Huinan three times.

As Fakong expected, Huinan could not learn the complete version.

So he taught him the simplified version, which was one-twelfth the complexity.

He now divided the Sky-Slashing Divine Palm into twelve levels.

The difficulty of each level increases a little bit, until the last level.

Of course, the later the harder it is to practice, the easier it is at the beginning.

The layers are carefully arranged, and the span is not large, which reduces the difficulty of practice to the minimum.

If you keep working hard, you can practice until you are proficient, and finally master the Sky-Slashing Divine Palm.

In this way, the Sky-Slashing Divine Palm does not require aptitude, but diligence and hard work. The more proficient you are, the easier it is to practice.

Huinan learned the twelve levels of the Sky-Slashing Divine Palm, and his eyes looked at Fakong more and more strangely.

Such a magical palm method was actually created by his own disciple.

A magical skill is often the crystallization of the wisdom of several generations.

It is not uncommon for one person to create a martial art, but it is almost impossible to create such a rigorous and powerful martial art.

But Fakong did it.

"Fakong, I think this set of palm techniques should be given to the temple." Huinan hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly: "Our temple lacks such a killing skill."

"I'm not stingy." Fakong said: "I'm just worried that it will be spread outside and used against our disciples of the Vajra Temple, which would be a sin."

"...That's true." Huinan nodded slowly.

Fakong's words do make sense. If this miraculous skill is leaked, the consequences will be unpredictable.

This miraculous skill is not like other martial arts in the Vajra Temple. It requires the foundation of the Little Arhat Fist. Even if other people get the Vajra Eight Wonders, it is useless and they can't practice it to its power.

The essence of the Little Arhat Fist is not recorded in words, and it is impossible to practice it without the guidance of the predecessors of the Vajra Temple.

"Let me make some changes." Fakong said, "Let outsiders not be able to practice even if they get the mental method."

"Okay." Huinan nodded, "But you can show it to the abbot first. With this miraculous skill, why should our Vajra Temple not prosper?"

This can strengthen the abbot's confidence and is also a bargaining chip. Fakong is the foundation of the prosperity of Vajra Temple. No matter what, no matter what the cost, he must be protected.

Fakong understood Huinan's meaning, but shook his head and smiled, "Forget it, don't affect the abbot's judgment, just leave it like this."

"You..." Huinan shook his head and said, "Too arrogant, forget it, whatever you want."

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The lights are on.

The martial arts training ground of Tianhai Villa is brightly lit, just like daylight.

One by one, glass lamps are hung high, row after row, string after string, forming a dense net in the air, illuminating the martial arts training ground brighter than daytime.

The disciples of Tianhai Sword School practice harder at night.

The feeling under the light is completely different from that under the sun.

In the night, they felt quiet and deep, but also excited and sharp.

In this state, practicing sword or fighting swords can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

There were more than thirty disciples in the martial arts training ground, and they fought swords in groups of three or two, and some chatted while swinging swords.

"Alas..." The thin and short young man shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that I can't go out anymore. To be honest, this young master Li of Cantian Dao is really a stunning beauty, rare in the world."

"Old Fang, is she so beautiful?"

"Absolutely not exaggerating, Senior Brother Xu, you say!"

"Well, Xiao Fang is not exaggerating. That Li Ying is indeed extremely beautiful and rare in the world. No wonder a great monk like Fakong has moved her heart."

"The great monk Fakong has moved his heart?"

"Is this true!" The thin and short young man said with a smile: "We saw it with our own eyes. The two behaved intimately, like lovers."

"Old Xu, is it true?"

"Yes."

"This is a shocking event. A great monk actually moved Fan Xin, if you tell others about it, I wonder how many people will be amazed! "

"Who said it wasn't? It's a pity that we can't leave the house. Uncle Bai has ordered us not to go out, so as not to be retaliated by Fakong."

"What did Master Fakong want to retaliate against you for?"

"We secretly followed him and saw his tryst with Young Master Li, which was equivalent to catching them in an affair. How could he let us go?"

"He dares!"

"That's right, even if he has the courage, he wouldn't dare to mess around. How dare he touch our Tianhai Sword Sect's people?"

"Don't worry, Xiaofang, if he really dares to mess around, we will deal with him!"

"It is said that the cultivation of this monk Fakong is also very powerful."

"Powerful? How powerful?" Everyone sneered.

"No matter how strong he is, he is just a grandmaster. How old is he? How dare he mess with us!"

Grandmasters are different from grandmasters.

How can Fakong, who has just entered the grandmaster stage, be compared with the grandmaster of Tianhai Sword Sect?

What's more, Fakong is a disciple of the Vajra Temple. The martial arts of the Vajra Temple are good for defense, but very ordinary for offense.

So there is nothing to be afraid of Fakong.

"Hehe, so it doesn't matter if we go out?"

"I don't think he dares to do anything reckless, just go out boldly!"

"Yes!"

Everyone talked at once, with a proud look on their faces.

It's easy to move mountains, but it's difficult to move mountains in concepts.

Their concept is to respect martial arts and the strong. If you don't have good martial arts, it's useless no matter how strong you are.

Fakong showed a magical Buddhist mantra, and it is said that he also has supernatural powers, but it's just said, it must be a rumor, and he has never seen him use it.

As disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect, they have high standards.

Even if Fakong is a grandmaster, they don't take him seriously because he is not good at martial arts in the Vajra Temple.

"... Forget it, I still can't disobey Uncle Bai's orders."

"Tell me, why Uncle Bai can't see Fokong. Is there a personal grudge?"

"Well..."

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know!"

"I do know a little secret."

"Then say it quickly."

"It's a secret, how can you tell it?"

"Old Qi, if you keep showing off, be careful when you sleep at night. Don't get stinky socks stuffed in your mouth!"

"...Okay, I said."

"Hurry, hurry up."

"It seems that Master Bai's biological uncle, Bai Jingqian of the Chunshui Sword Sect, went crazy because of that Young Master Li and lost all his martial arts. That's why Master Bai was so angry and crazy."

"Then deal with Young Master Li."

"Originally, I was going to deal with Young Master Li. Now, seeing that Fa Kong and Young Master Li have an affair, of course we will take revenge together."

"King Kong Temple..."

"It's just the Kongo Temple, it's a piece of cake!"

"It is said that there are many great masters in Vajra Temple."

"So what!"

"...That's right, hey, let alone the Vajra Temple, so what if it's the Daxueshan Sect!"

Everyone was high-spirited and looked stern.

In the sky and on earth, only the Tianhai Sword Sect dominates.

"Bang bang!"

Suddenly a black shadow flashed out, too fast for them to react, and the two young men who had been following Fakong flew to the base of the wall.

"Bang bang!" Two muffled sounds followed by silence.

"who!"

"who?!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

Everything happened so fast that they couldn't react, and the two of them had already fallen into the darkness.

They were busy concentrating and tensing their heartstrings, unsheathing their swords and slowly approaching the corner.

When they approached the corner, they found that there were only two people, already unconscious.

They hurriedly carried them gently to the center of the martial arts training ground and carefully inspected their injuries.

"Alas! Junior Brother Fang's martial arts is useless."

"...Junior Brother Xu's is also useless."

"Who did it?!"

"have no idea."

"Could it be Monk Fakong?"

"impossible."

Everyone shook their heads.

It is impossible for Monk Fakong to have such powerful Qinggong. Jingang Temple does not have such powerful Qinggong, nor does it have such powerful martial arts. This time it was too fast.

Their reaction was already quite fast. As soon as Fang and Xu's two junior fellow apprentices took off, they immediately chased after them.

I didn't see anyone take action a second time.

There was a black shadow just now, and then this black shadow must have struck again. The first strike knocked away the two junior brothers Fang and Xu, and the second strike destroyed their martial arts.

But it was too fast, they didn't see it clearly, and no one could tell.

"Bang bang!"

"Be bold!"

"Bang!"

Everyone heard Bai Muyu's angry shouts coming from the other side of the hall, and rushed towards the hall regardless of the two lying on the ground.

Someone sticks to the door frame, goes out with his sword, and lifts the door curtain with the tip of the sword.

The other three people pressed their backs against each other like horns and rushed in to deal with the assassin's sneak attack.

But what he saw was Bai Muyu sitting limply in the Grand Master's chair, his eyes unable to hide the look of shock.

The rest of the people poured in, and the spacious hall suddenly became crowded.

Bai Muyu came back to his senses, glanced at everyone, and said calmly: "Do you have time to spare? Go do whatever you need to do, don't crowd here!"

"Uncle Bai, just now..."

"It's nothing, there's just an assassin." Bai Muyu said calmly: "It's not your thing to worry about, go practice!"

"But Junior Brother Fang and Junior Brother Xu have both had their martial arts disabled..."

"Yes, I understand." Bai Muyu waved his hand and said indifferently: "If you lose your martial arts, just practice it again. He can destroy their cultivation but not their swordsmanship!"

"Uncle Bai, are you okay?" A young man stared at Bai Muyu closely.

Bai Muyu is a handsome-looking middle-aged man, with a face like a crown jewel, elegant and graceful, and he makes people like him very much.

"It's nothing." Bai Muyu said calmly: "Go and ask Uncle Zhou to come over."

"……yes."

When everyone saw Bai Muyu's expression, they felt something was wrong.

They slowly became convinced that the angry shout just now was not an auditory hallucination, but indeed Bai Muyu's voice.

Someone stepped forward and suddenly extended his hand.

Bai Muyu couldn't avoid it. He was lightly patted on the back of his hand and stared at the bold man with a gloomy face.

But he is an honest and honest young man.

This honest young man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and there is a faint flash of spiritual light in his eyes. You can tell at a glance that he is not a dull person.

Someone whispered: "Senior Brother Zhou!"

Zhou Wenjing took a step back, cupped his fists and said, "Uncle Bai, I'm offended."

Bai Muyu's face was gloomy and she stared at him.

Everyone was slightly shocked and shook their heads secretly.

Senior brother is so brave this week.

One look at him and he knew that Master Bai hated him.

Uncle Bai appears to be a talented person, elegant and elegant. He looks like a gentle gentleman, but in fact he is very narrow-minded. Once he is resented by him, he will never have a good life.

There will be endless pairs of shoes.

Brother Zhou's good days are over!

Zhou Wenjing said softly: "Uncle Bai, are your martial arts useless?"

"Impossible!" everyone shouted hurriedly.

Zhou Wenjing stared at Bai Muyu closely.

Bai Muyu's eyes flashed and he said slowly: "That's right, my martial arts has also been abolished."

Everyone stopped suddenly, their eyes showing disbelief.

"Who did it?"

"I didn't see clearly." Bai Muyu slowly shook his head.

"Isn't it possible, Master Bai?" Zhou Wenjing still stared into his eyes and asked calmly: "Master Bai, you are a great master."

"The other party is also a great master, much stronger than me." Bai Muyu said calmly: "Who do you suspect?"

"Fakong."