"Master, the disciple has another thing to report, and Master Bai handed the disciple a martial arts classic...... It is related to the White Horse Temple in Luoyang!" Hui Nan respectfully put the black-skinned classics in front of the Yuanming Zen Master and relayed the ins and outs of this "Five Broken Tiger Claw Gong".

"This son is resolute and resolute, but he is a little lazy!" the old Zen master looked at the black-skinned classics and couldn't help but shake his head.

Hui is hard to hear, and he can't help it.

In fact, Zen Master Yuanming's evaluation of Baiya was similar to what Wang Peng said at the time. The so-called resolute and decisive, in other words, is a tough and ruthless character.

On the one hand, this is because Baiya was influenced by the memory of the boy surnamed Bai, and he stayed in a place like Shiyangji for so long, and the fool even carried the fierce folk customs of the Northwest Gobi Desert in his bone marrow.

Of course, on the other hand, it is also Baiya's own willingness to change. As soon as he crossed over, he felt great malice in Shiyangji, and realized that this world was so dangerous and cruel, and almost naturally adapted to the change.

As for laziness, it does not mean laziness, but the meaning of being a scoundrel and being naughty.

This is actually closely related to Bai Ya's otaku personality who is afraid of trouble.

"Five Broken Tiger Claw Gong" was originally the "Tiger Capture Gong" of Luoyang White Horse Temple, but this classic is incomplete, and it is only a martial art that lays the foundation in the acquired stage, which is not very important. Seeing that the old black tiger rebelled against the temple for decades and was at ease, he knew that the White Horse Temple did not pay attention to it at all.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with Bai Ya returning it to the White Horse Temple, but the fault is that he is afraid of trouble, but he pushes it to Hui Yan.

In the eyes of Bai Ya, a modern otaku, this is just a trivial matter. But he forgot that this world is different from the previous life after all, but there is no express delivery business. Even if there is a courier, the monk does not dare to send it out just by wrapping a pack!

This is a martial arts classic, even if it is incomplete, it is difficult to replace. With this martial art, the two horse thief leaders before and after can be seen, which can be seen. Just like Baiya's previous life, do you dare to take a bag of millions of yuan to express delivery?

Therefore, when Hui Nan took it, he solemnly promised that he would hand it over to the White Horse Temple in person. The great monk is also unacceptable, King Kong Temple and White Horse Temple are both Buddhism, and this little thing is naturally to be done on behalf of him.

"Master, how do you think this matter should be handled?" said Hui Nan with some embarrassment.

The great monk is not referring to whether to send classics or not, but how to compensate Baiya.

"Five Broken Tiger Claw Gong" is nothing to King Kong Temple and White Horse Temple, and the scope of fermentation of this kind of trivial matter is limited to the outer doors of the two families, and the high-level will not even know that there is such a thing.

However, it is certain that the outer gate of the White Horse Temple owes a small favor. The thousand-year-old sect is standing, and Buddhism pays attention to the cycle of cause and effect, and there will always be a reward one day, maybe it will be in the disciples and grandchildren of Yuanming or Huijing.

In this way, Hui Nan felt the need to compensate for the White Cliff, but this scale was not easy to control. Bai Ya did not shave his ordination in the King Kong Temple, and they couldn't give him the martial arts classics in the temple, at most, they just wiped the side drum and pointed out his original martial arts.

It's just that this kind of guidance can't be the same as Hui Nan's "discussion" in the afternoon, and it must be a little more predictable, after all, "Five Broken Tiger Claw Gong" is a martial arts classic.

"It's easy to hear!"

However, the things that embarrassed the monk were not a matter in the eyes of the Yuanming Zen Master, and the old monk smiled and flipped through the black books.

"This skill lacks the technique of spitting, and the latter two kinds of suction and mental strength should be related to fist intent, and we can't teach him. But this skill was originally intended to be used to lay the foundation, Lao Ke remembered that the temple boxing has a tiger shape, with your martial arts knowledge, you can integrate it into one, complete this skill. ”

Yuan Ming said for a moment, and continued to advise, "But remember, the tiger shape is broad and profound, this skill is more important than the potential, and the changed tiger claw must take the road of fierceness and reduce strange changes." ”

"If that's the case, it's just right to match this son's odd-shaped root bones, as long as he is willing to work hard, he is afraid that he will be able to enter from the outside to the extreme, and the inner qi and fist will be natural!" Hui Nan's eyes lit up, and his palms were folded with admiration, "The disciple knows how to do it!"

"Hehe, it is not easy to practice this skill to the extreme, diligence, understanding, and chance are indispensable. After all, the starting point of this skill is too low, and it is only used to lay the foundation. When he joins a certain sect in the future, maybe it will be easier to practice the inner qi fist intent by changing to an internal family technique!" Yuan Ming said with a chuckle.

......

Half a moon later, in the open space of the short cliff where Bai Ya lived, two figures staggered by.

"Haha, got you!"

Bai Ya turned around, spread his palms, and dropped a piece of monk's robe. It's just that his tone is elated, but his expression is dull, and it looks extremely strange under the intermingle.

In the past ten days, Baiya has lived quite fully.

Monk Hui Nan would spend an hour or two with him every day in the morning and afternoon, and he was not idle at other times, practicing several pile exercises diligently, and the Vajra Mahamudra had already been introduced. However, there is still some distance from the realm of "entering the house" that can be used in actual combat.

Vajra Mahamudra is a peculiar palm technique with few moves and is a pure method of luck. However, his entry time is still short, and the muscles and veins that his strength has passed are not strong enough to be used in actual combat.

Monk Hui Nan clasped his palms together and smiled without saying a word.

In fact, Bai Ya knew that Hui Nan was deliberately releasing water many times. In the past half a month, the great monk seems to be guiding his tiger claw moves to reduce changes and tend to be fierce and simple.

However, Bai Ya can feel his own progress and does not reject this kind of guidance.

It's just that what makes him depressed is that Hui Nan, like Wang Peng, also opposes him practicing ghost foot skills. Although the great monk's rhetoric is a little more obscure, it is actually more stringent than the knife washer.

Wang Peng also once said that the footwork of the ghost foot gong can be practiced, but the luck method is not practiced, so that the leg muscles are divergent. And Hui Nan simply asked him not to touch the ghost foot skill, because the ghost foot skill is strange and changeable, which is contrary to the fierce way of the tiger claw skill.

Both of these people's martial arts are higher than him, and they have more martial arts knowledge than him. In unison, Bai Ya finally gave up the ghost foot skill, and just put away the animal skin that recorded the ghost foot skill and used it as a memento of an old friend.

Another thing that made Bai Ya a little depressed was about his boning knife technique.

Every time he used his sword technique to compete with Hui Nan, he found that the great monk was extremely strict, often defeating him in three or two moves, so as to imply that he did not need to show this kung fu again.

After a few times, Bai Ya never used the knife technique to learn from Hui Nan, but just practiced diligently when he was alone.

He vaguely understood that his boning knife technique had probably reached the end of his practice, and if he didn't get a better knife score, he was afraid that he would have to rely on a long time to accumulate breakthroughs. Bai Ya is not lame, the third master is talented and can use the rivers and lakes to practice sword intent, but he can't.

At the beginning, Baiya made a breakthrough between life and death, and the boning knife method entered the realm of "integration and penetration", and practiced "the knife is like a waterfall". But in the eyes of Wang Peng, a real expert in knife use, this kind of knife talent is just ordinary, claiming that he can beat Baiya at the age of ten.

The Blood Knife Man values his temperament, not his talent for using knives.

"Master Bai, let's stop here today!" Hui Nan explained with a smile, "Your current situation, the master is already clear, and he ordered the poor monk to take you over in the afternoon!"

"Oh!" Bai Ya's mood was a little complicated, both happy and regretful.

In just half a month, his progress has been exponential. But he knew that this kind of treatment was special, and if he really became a disciple of Hui Yan, he was afraid that the great monk would treat him equally, at least he would not point his finger at him every day.

"Master Huinan, before going to see Zen Master Yuanming, the kid still has a reluctant request, and I hope that the master will be fulfilled. Bai Ya leaned over and said respectfully.

"Bai Shi doesn't have to be like this, please say something!"

Hui Nan didn't give in sideways this time, although he didn't directly teach Baiya martial arts, he also instructed him in disguise for half a month. This gift should be taken for granted, otherwise it would be hypocritical.

"The master is the strongest martial artist who has ever made a move among the people the kid has seen, but I'm afraid it's not the first time to enter the artistic conception, right?" Bai Ya asked solemnly.

"The poor monk is stupid and stupid, and he is still half a step away from stepping into the realm of potential!" Hui Nan did not hide it, nodded and replied.

"The master has been pointing out the boy in the name of learning for half a month, and Bai Ya is grateful. Bai Ya clenched his fists and said, "But if you can't see the master's full strength before leaving, Bai Ya is unwilling, and asks the master to give advice!"

"The psychology of a warrior seeking the Tao should be like this!" Hui Nan said with a smile, "If you don't speak, the poor monk will be strange, then please ask Bai Shi Master to make a move first!"

Bai Ya took a deep breath and slowly drew the knife in his hand.

He has been practicing the Five Broken Tiger Claw Technique and the Vajra Mahamudra diligently for half a month, but the strongest is still the sword technique. It's no longer learning, and there's no need to be limited to what kind of martial arts to use.

The white cliff dragged the knife behind, and strode towards Hui Yan.

The great monk's face was calm, he squatted slightly and stepped off the horse, his fists were closed around his waist, and he put on the simplest straight fist posture. Martial artists above the artistic conception can no longer be confined to moves, especially in the face of rookies like Baiya, the simpler the moves, the more impressive they will be.

"Huh?" When Bai Ya rushed in front of him, Hui Nan suddenly found that the young man had his eyes closed.

There is a cliff not far behind the great monk, if you dodge, the other party may rush out of the cliff, and the white cliff is fighting for his life at this moment!

"I know you've been teaching me the way of fierceness for half a month, so I'll let you see what I've learned in the past half a month......

Bai Ya estimated that the distance was about the same, and suddenly opened his eyes, and the sparks in his eyes exploded, and he lifted the short knife like lightning.

"My martial arts skills are mediocre, which is insignificant to you, but I want you to know how I defeated the strong with the weak, killed the black tiger, and learned a thorn in Di Dao City!"

The sword light is like a bright rainbow running through the two of them, the blade has not arrived, the murderous aura has already overflowed, and a fierce and peerless momentum will cover Hui Nan's head, which actually makes the great monk's heart overflow with an unavoidable feeling!

"Master Huinan, I have been taken care of for half a month, and this knife is my reward!"