That day, the Xuanzong man was angry with Xiang Nan, but he rolled his eyes and said: "You say that we are wicked people, and that we have learned the Xuangong of Buddhism is to help the sect to abuse? ”

"If we are not evil, then exchanging the Buddha's Xuangong with us, how can it be regarded as aiding and abetting. ”

Xiang Nan set up a pergola in his hand and looked in the direction of Tianxuanzong.

Everyone was confused by Xiang Nan's action, and many young monks also hurriedly looked at Tianxuanzong, followed Xiang Nan's appearance, and put their hands on their foreheads.

The direction of Tianxuanzong felt even more strange, that day the Xuanzong man didn't know what Xiang Nan was looking at, and he was looking behind him.

"Oh, there are so many people!" Xiang Nan slapped his thigh and said, "So many Haoran Sect disciples, as well as three half-saint realm elders, have all arrived. ”

"You are blocking the door of Feiyun Temple, and you have to exchange exercises and martial arts with others, I don't see where this is considered chivalrous and righteous, and where is it considered a famous and decent style. ”

"Have you not refuted your own words by your own actions? ”

Many young monks in Feiyun Temple couldn't help but laugh at the end of the day, but they felt extremely happy in their hearts.

And that day, the man of Xuanzong was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"What a sharp-toothed boy!" Song Mingcheng stood up and pointed at Xiang Nan: "I'll kill you today!"

Within that power, there is the power of the half-saint realm, which can be called destroying the heavens and the earth.

And Xiang Nan was not worried about the danger of his life at all.

Sure enough, the abbot flicked his right hand, and the worn robe flew out directly, blocking in front of Xiang Nan, and the white light on the robe shone brightly.

That Song Mingcheng's terrifying finger force hit the robe, and immediately beat the robe to the drum, but it did not penetrate.

"Wow!" Song Mingcheng was furious and said, "My Haoran Sect came to ask for a meeting with good intentions, but your Feiyun Temple sent a nameless boy to slander the reputation of my Haoran Sect!"

"Let me tell you the truth, you have already provoked our Tianxuan Sect, today you will either exchange Buddhism Xuangong with us, or you will wait for my Haoran Sect army to attack!"

"Take your pick!"

"Fight, fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed!" the young monks shouted.

The young disciples on the side of Tianxuan Sect also raised their eyebrows and scolded at Feiyun Temple.

"My Buddha is compassionate. The abbot clasped his hands together, and these words exploded in everyone's minds like thunder, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

The abbot said: "Haoran is in the east, Feiyun is in the west, they are both the forces of the Canglan Continent to maintain justice, and they must not hurt the harmony." ”

The fake Xiang Nan said: "Okay, okay, since we're talking about martial arts, let's only talk about martial arts, not good and evil." ”

"It's not your turn to decide who is right and who is evil, and it's not our turn to decide, but who is more suitable for cultivation can be determined by everyone. ”

"That's it. The fake Xiang Nan said: "Let's send young disciples on both sides to practice Buddhism Xuangong together, whoever learns better will win, okay?"

"If you win, we will leave immediately, and if we win, you will exchange with us. ”

"This method is good!" Song Mingcheng clapped his hands: "It's so decided, abbot, what do you say." ”

The abbot nodded: "It's also a way." ”

Now there is no choice, either tear your face and start a war, or you can compete, but it is better to compete than to go to war.

As he spoke, the abbot took a few steps back, leaving an open space for the midfielder, and said, "Flying Dragon Academy." ”

"In!" An elderly monk with white hair walked to the midfield with his hands folded and said, "The poor monk Feilong Monastery presidence, Tengjing." ”

The dragon soars all over the world, and the anger is soaring, and the host of the Flying Dragon Academy is actually a senior monk of the Tengzi generation, and the same generation as the abbot.

The abbot is not the same as the presiding officer, the abbot is the supreme "leader" of the entire Flying Dragon Temple, and this presiding officer is only in charge of the Flying Dragon Temple.

Feilong Temple is a school of martial arts in Feiyun Temple, and almost all the masters of Feiyun Temple are from this school, and after studying in this school, they are divided into other schools.

Na Tengjing said in the direction of Tianxuan Sect: "What a comparison, please Haoran Sect friends, give a way." ”

"It's not as good as this. Song Mingcheng said: "We each send a junior, and you will teach our juniors a kind of Buddhism Xuangong, and then the two juniors fight, whoever is more powerful will win!"

"That'...... Isn't it unfair?" Teng Jingqi said: "Our juniors have been studying Buddhism Xuangong all year round and have a good foundation. ”

"This old bald donkey is so stupid. Mengdie pouted and said, "When is it, still help others speak." ”

Song Mingcheng laughed and said, "You juniors have been studying for many years, and we can beat you just after learning, which shows that we are more qualified to learn Buddhism Xuangong." ”

"But what...... You have indeed taken advantage, so the Buddhist Xuangong used by both sides to fight must be designated by me. ”

"It's fine. That Tengjing didn't doubt him, so he agreed on the spot.

"These people have bad intentions. Xiang Nan muttered in a low voice: "Eighty percent of them have learned Buddhism and come prepared. ”

"Okay!" Song Mingcheng said: "I heard that in the Flying Dragon Academy, there is a fingering technique called Moke Finger, which I admire very much, so let's use this fingering as a combat martial art." ”

"Don't worry, we won't win or lose, but fight until no one in your Feiyun Temple responds!"

"Good. Na Tengjing nodded and said, "Yundu, out of the ranks." ”

"The disciple is here!" Yundu put down the Zen staff and walked to Tengjing's side with his hands folded.

Teng Jing said: "Mo Ke said, how long have you been studying. ”

Yundu said: "The younger generation is not talented, the flower finger has not yet been completed, and the Moke finger has only been studied for two years, and it is just the first glimpse of the door." ”

"Good. Song Mingcheng directed and assigned "Xiang Nan" to fight.

That Song Mingcheng said: "My sect Xiang Nan is a martial arts wizard, so he will learn the treasure of your sect, Mo Ke pointed." ”

Na Tengjing looked at "Xiang Nan" and said, "Xiang Nan, you are optimistic." ”

As he spoke, Tengjing waved his right hand, and from the distance of Feiyun Temple, a quaint giant bell ten meters high suddenly flew in!

Tengjing glanced at the realm of "Xiang Nan" and said: "You and Yundu are both Guiyuan Fivefold, and the poor monk will also suppress the realm to Guiyuan Fivefold, look at it!"

As he spoke, Tengjing opened his wide sleeves with his right hand, pointed out with his right index finger towards the giant bell, and said: "Moko fingering, there are three fingers, and it is said that three go to hell!"

This first finger is the index finger, but when I saw that Tengjing pointed out, the vitality of the fingertips condensed, and a fire mark shot out!

The fire struck the bell, causing it to hum with a muffled sound and leaving a shallow scorching mark.

"What a hard clock!" Mengdie whispered: "The hardness of this bell should already have the hardness of authentic ground weapons." ”。

Xiang Nan nodded thoughtfully, during the joint entrance examination, the hardness of the ring was only comparable to that of a low-frequency weapon, and this ancient bell itself was the level of a local product, which was harder than the ring.

But why does this fingering look so familiar?