"Huiming, your punch seems to be too soft, and the strength is not enough!"

An old voice came from behind him.

Ye Xing immediately turned his head to look, and saw that the gray-clothed old monk was walking towards him, and couldn't help but smile slightly: "How can the predecessors say this, isn't practicing boxing techniques a combination of rigidity and softness?

"Well, you're right, it's easy to break if it's too rigid, but that's another punch. The old monk looked at your boxing method and opened and closed, and you took the fierce route, but you joined the soft strength but it was nondescript, and some deviated from the original route!" The gray-clothed old monk's cloudy eyes flashed with Zhan Zhan's divine light, "Greedy and chewy, you want to be fierce in boxing, and you want to be feminine in boxing, half-heartedly, you can't specialize!"

After the gray-clothed old monk spoke, he turned and left.

Ye Xing was stunned on the spot, as if he was touched, his face showed a contemplative look, and he muttered unconsciously, "Half-hearted, unable to specialize!"

""King Kong Fist Method", what is "King Kong Fist Method", the gravel collapses the mountain, the strength is strong and fierce, and the courage to move forward and be invincible is the real King Kong Fist Method. Yes, one is one, two is two, it is a fierce route, I just joined the soft strength, no wonder I couldn't break through before. "King Kong Fist Method" when the fierce and unparalleled, dignified and courageous, the enemy is weak and I am strong, the enemy is strong and I am stronger, this is the true meaning of the King Kong Fist Method...... "Ye Xing's eyes became brighter and brighter, and a trace of enlightenment quickly spread in his heart.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Dark night, crescent moon, clearing. Ye Xing practiced the Vajra Fist technique again, the fist wind roared, the power became greater and greater, the space seemed to be collapsed, and bursts of violent explosions sounded, which were extremely loud in the silent night sky.

The night is getting thicker and thicker, thick to the extreme, and then thinning, unconsciously, time passes bit by bit, and I don't know how long it has been, the sky gradually reveals a trace of fish belly white light, the bright light gradually spreads, and the morning has arrived.

In the next few days, in addition to cleaning the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Ye Xing spent the rest of his time practicing boxing. Finally, on the night of the seventh day, the Vajra Fist method successfully broke through and entered the perfection level of the Great Perfection.

In addition to the progress of "King Kong Fist Method", Ye Xing also has a new understanding of "Jiuyang Divine Skill", and the bottleneck that has been plagued for a long time has been faintly loosened.

To be able to achieve such a big benefit, in addition to Ye Xing's own efforts, of course, it is also inseparable from the guidance of the gray-clothed old monk.

Through this period of time in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, after getting acquainted, Ye Xing gradually learned some information about the gray-clothed old monk. This gray-clothed senior should be an old monk with a very high rank in Shaolin Temple, because according to him, he entered Shaolin Temple as early as two hundred years ago, and it is conservatively estimated that his age should be about two hundred and twenty or thirty years old.

This is also a very terrifying age at the level of a martial artist in the innate realm, ordinary second- and third-class innate realms can't live to this age at all, and it is only in the first-class innate realm that they can hope to live to such an old age if they grit their teeth and stand tall. In fact, the cultivation of this gray-clothed old monk is at the half-saint level, and now although the body is aging and does not have the combat power of the peak age, the strength is at least the supreme overlord level. And his realm was even higher, faintly touching the laws of the Heavenly Dao and pointing it out, which benefited Ye Xing a lot.

Ten days is not a long time, but it is not a short time, and when I cultivate, I always don't feel the passage of time, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The inauguration ceremony of the abbot of Shaolin Temple was officially held today.

The morning sun is rising, the golden sun is still lingering on the top of the mountain, and the air on the mountainside is slightly cool. However, at this moment, Wuliang Mountain is extremely lively, the square is crowded with people, all kinds of warriors, from all directions and major forces have gathered in front of the main hall square of Shaolin Temple.

These martial artists are all masters, and the lowest is also a second-class innate realm, and first-class innate realm powerhouses can also be seen everywhere, and even when you look at the crowd, the probability of seeing the supreme overlord is also very high.

On the seats in the wide square, there are several figures that are particularly eye-catching, and their bodies naturally exude a powerful aura, and the surrounding warriors can't help but look over there. These powerhouses are the Qingyun Sword Sect Leader Qingyang Dao Leader, the Holy Fire Sect Leader Rising Sun Dongsheng, the Tang Sect Leader Tang Zhenghao, the two brothers of Qian Bao Qian Jinbao, the owner of the Wanbao Building of Jincai Qian Village, the owner of the Divine Soldier Mountain Villa, and the Hongchen Wandering Ke Lang Jiu and other Heavenly Rank Supremes.

There are only thirty-six supremes in "Heavenly List", and many of them travel all over the world, and the perennial dragon sees the head and the end, and cannot find the slightest figure. However, at this moment, more than half of the people who came to participate in the ceremony have already arrived. The number of other first- and second-rank innate realms below the Supreme has reached more than 100,000 people.

Different from the situation of the last heroic post, the last siege of the Reincarnation Valley was very risky, after all, the eradication of evil demons is not a verbal shout, and it may also cost the price, so there are not many people who gathered Wuliang Mountain to participate in the encirclement and suppression of the Reincarnation Valley last time. The inauguration ceremony of the abbot of Shaolin Temple is not life-threatening, and at the same time, you can also see the big scene and big people, so the number of people who come to observe can far exceed the number of people during the last siege of the Valley of Reincarnation, and the number is still increasing, and there are still a lot of warriors coming one after another.

"Bang!"

"Knock knock!"

The melodious Buddha bell suddenly sounded, the noisy square was quiet all of a sudden, the senior monks of Shaolin Temple on the high platform twisted the Buddha beads lightly, knocked the wooden fish, and recited the Buddhist scriptures aloud, and the conference ceremony was about to officially begin.

......

At this moment, in the Scripture Pavilion, on the floor of the third floor, Ye Xing was sitting on the ground, concentrating on cultivating the "Nine Yang Divine Skills". Now that the bottleneck leading to the Great Perfection has been loosened, Ye Xing feels that his innate true element will break through at any time, so he has been cultivating even more diligently during this time.

"Whew!"

"Suck!"

Inhale slowly, then exhale slowly, inhale the clear air, and exhale the turbid air. The scorching Jiuyang True Yuan is endlessly growing in the body, circulating continuously, becoming more and more refined, and more and more condensed.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is located in the western suburbs of Shaolin Temple, the location is relatively remote, the trees here are luxuriant, the birds are singing and the flowers are very quiet and peaceful. And yet—

That's when —

"Knock!"

The melodious bell rang suddenly, and even from a distance, the ancient rhythm still entered the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Ye Xing, who was cultivating cross-legged, moved his ears and opened his eyes, his dark and deep gaze was like two terrifying swords, sharp and sharp.

"It's time for the show!"

The corners of Ye Xing's mouth curved a trace of cold arc, and with a 'whoosh', the afterimage of the cross-kneeled on the floor on the third floor gradually dissipated, and when he looked at it again, the figure had already jumped off the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the green robe fell steadily to the ground, leaving the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and walking towards the main hall square of Shaolin Temple.