Chapter 102

At this time, Tong Piaoyun came forward and said, "little monk xuanci, don't you know me?"

"Presumptuous, a little girl actually called the abbot of the temple a little monk. Is this the way to be a guest?" Xuan Tong said.

"Younger martial brother, don't be presumptuous. This is the Tianshan child grandmother, the master of the lingjiu palace of the Xiaoyao sect. She belongs to the same generation as the master lingmen. If I remember correctly, the elder is 96 years old this year." Xuanci said to Xuantong.

"I haven't seen you for decades. At that time, I remember your master brought you to our Xiaoyao sect as a guest. It seems like it happened yesterday. It's a pity that when lingmen sat down, I was at a critical juncture of practicing martial arts, so I can't come to condole." Tong Piaoyun recalled melancholy.

People were surprised. They didn't expect that the little girl around the age of 10 was a 96 year old. They couldn't see that she could really rejuvenate when she practiced martial arts to the highest level?

"This time we came because Shaolin gave us an invitation to Xiaoyao sect. Younger martial brother just came to Xiaoyao sect and wanted to see it soon. After all, we Xiaoyao sect have been indifferent to world affairs for many years." Tong Piaoyun said.

"If I'm right, the young talent next to the Lord should be Yang Xuan, the black and evil scholar in the Jianghu, right?" Xuanci road.

"Yes, yes, abbot xuanci knows I'm a nobody." Yang Xuan was surprised.

Yang Xuan shouted in his heart, "is it really ancient? How can information be so developed?"

"Your martial arts have reached the top of the world. Why don't we Shaolin Temple know you? This time, the beggars' sect clearly wants to be the name of the Wulin conference and wants to commit illegal acts against our Shaolin. The poor monk can't figure it out. Shaolin and the beggars' sect have always been friendly from generation to generation, and I don't know why the new leader of the beggars' sect treats us like this." Xuanci wondered.

"When we come here this time, one is not to let the Wulin in the Central Plains fall into civil strife, and the other is to see the excitement. My master once said that where to be a guest and what's going on in the host's house, we can help each other." Yang xuandao.

"Benefactor, benevolence and righteousness." Xuanci said the Buddha's name.

"Since we are in Shaolin temple now, what should abbot xuanci do with Abbot Dalun temple?" Yang Xuan turned to look at xuanci road.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. Tianmani can't leave, but although the abbot of Dalun temple has a slight conflict in his words, they are all fellow Buddhists. We are very welcome to talk about Buddhism. If we want to make trouble, we Shaolin are not afraid." Xuanci is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Since you want to be better, I'll see your weight." Said the abbot of Dalun temple.

As soon as he finished, he took a palm of the Tantra's big handprint and rushed to Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan stood still, but his momentum was like a giant stone.

Seeing Yang Xuan's hard answer, the abbot of Dalun Temple didn't waver at all. He immediately changed his move. The big handprint directly attacked Yang Xuan's left shoulder and kicked Yang Xuan's footwall with his leg. Yang Xuan didn't hide or flash. His right hand directly opposed the abbot of Dalun temple, and beat the abbot of Dalun Temple back several meters with great physical advantage. Incidentally, it also resolved the attack on the footwall.

At this time, Yang Xuan still didn't move more than half a step. Although he fought with the abbot of Dalun temple for a few palms, it also happened between lightning and flint.

Their martial arts families are quite different, but they are both good at strength. Although the abbot of Dalun temple is about 80 years old, he is as strong as a young man.

"Master, Buddhism pays attention to precepts. The three poisons of greed, anger and madness have a great impact on you." Yang Xuan joked.

The abbot of Dalun Temple turned red. A senior expert could not beat the younger generation. He taught himself a lesson in Buddhist Jieyu without answering. He ran angrily and tried his best to fight. He didn't believe that Yang Xuan could not die if he was beaten standing.

Looking at the threatening abbot of Dalun temple, Yang Xuan saw that this person practiced the Dragon elephant Prajna skill, and the realm was not low, at least on the 9th ~ 10th floor.

Yang Xuan used the eight pole fist, which he had not used for a long time. With a "bang", the abbot of Dalun temple was directly hit and flew. He spit out three mouthfuls of blood in mid air. When he fell to the ground, he became like gold paper.

This is the way to press people with strength. There will never be a tie. There will always be a relatively weak one who will die. Fighting hard steel close to Yang Xuan is just hitting stones with eggs.

At this time, tianmani burst into silly eyes, tears spilled out of his eyes, threw off several escorting monks and rushed frantically to the abbot of Dalun temple.

"Master, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come. Wuwuwuwuwu ~ ~." Tianmani cried bitterly holding the abbot of Dalun temple.

"Good, good, Amitabha." Monks.

Yang Xuan's six pulse sword pointed at the abbot of Dayun temple. Tianmani saw Yang Xuan's move and immediately blocked in front of the abbot of Dayun temple, with his eyes closed and a generous expression of dying.

"What do you think? I'm saving the old monk, otherwise he won't be able to live today." Yang Xuan said sadly. It's rare for someone who wants to do good deeds to be misunderstood. It's mainly because these two guys look good.

Sure enough, after only a few breaths, the abbot of Dalun Temple began to turn ruddy, and his breath was not as urgent as before.

"Abbot xuanci, I just saw a reckless but eager master and a generous disciple who died to protect the master. Do you think I should kill or not today?" Yang Xuan squinted at xuanci road.

"Thank you for your action today to fight against the strong enemy. The whole temple is very grateful. The next two will be handed over to you." Xuanci recited the Buddha's name.

Dead monk, old fox. Sure enough, he was powerful. He sold Yang Xuan a face. Anyway, tianmani was noticed when he just wanted to steal martial arts, and there was almost no loss.

"God, Moni, look into my eyes." Yang Xuan's enchanting Dharma, which had not been used for a long time, hypnotized tianmani road.

"Remember, you didn't peek at any martial arts scripts in Shaolin Temple. All the martial arts scripts you've seen have been forgotten." Yang Xuan snapped his fingers.

Tianmani was hypnotized in an instant. Yang Xuan always thought this move was not powerful. After all, even those who are much worse than his mental strength are difficult to hypnotize, but now he has thousands of years of internal power. It's really like adding wings to the tiger to use this skill.

"You two go back to Dalun temple to study the Buddha Dharma. Don't come to the Wulin of the Central Plains for wind and rain because you think you have strong martial arts. If you come again next time, hehe, I can't say, I'll go to Dalun temple or visit the leader of your Tubo country," Yang Xuan threatened more and more.

"Don't worry, since I'm not as skilled as others, I won't set foot in the Central Plains in my life. If the Tubo country wants to be weak to the great Song Dynasty, I'll advise the country Lord." The abbot of Dalun temple was helpless.

"Yes, yes, he who knows current affairs is a hero." Yang xuanzan road.

So the master and apprentice helped each other and left.

After they left, Yang Xuan and Tong Piaoyun began to greet each other with the xuanzi monks of Shaolin Temple.