The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

Xuan Ku thought for a while, and then said: "After all, this is another school of martial arts, and you are Xuan Chi's favorite disciple, so it's best not to use it in front of others."

"Uh... ok."

Xiao Xun paused, nodded and said.

I felt a little weird. The most common thing this master uncle said to him in the past was to read more Buddhist scriptures.

Now, he is teaching him other lightness kung fu.

After the two of them finished eating, Xiao Xun packed up the bowls and chopsticks, and when he walked out of the room...

"Read more Buddhist scriptures." Xuan Ku said.

Xiao Xun: "...Okay."

"........."

...

Ziyun Peak, next to the waterfall.

Xiao Xun, who was shirtless, sat cross-legged in the waterfall, spreading out the animal skin.

The turbulent waterfall bombarded him, but it didn't affect Xiao Xun in any way.

"Shadow Chasing Wind Walk."

Xiao Xun said softly, this is the name of the skill recorded on this animal skin.

After reading it through.

Xiao Xun found out that this exercise is divided into two parts: the ghostly shadows, chasing the wind and chasing the clouds.

There are many ghosts, and the focus of training is to move the body at close range, move the body, and practice to a great success, even infinitely close to teleportation.

Chasing the wind and chasing the clouds is a long-distance sprint, resting fast and flying mallards, chasing the wind and riding the clouds.

These two parts have a set of steps and movements, as well as the matching method of zhenqi movement.

"I don't know how effective it will be if you just practice your steps."

Xiao Xun sighed lightly, feeling a little regretful.

...

...

...

There is no sun and moon in cultivation.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and five winters and summers fly by.

Midsummer, July.

At noon, the scorching sun was like fire.

Outside Shaolin Temple, thirty miles away, there is a clear pond, in which pink lotus flowers are blooming, surrounded by large green lotus leaves, the two complement each other, like a painting.

Near this pond, there is a mountain road leading to Shaolin.

On the mountain road, there was a sound of galloping horses.

"Woo~."

The rider who had come before saw the pond, pulled the rein and stopped.

This is a young and handsome young man, wearing a light blue Taoist robe and a saber hanging from his waist.

After a while, four more people came on horseback.

Three of them were young men, wearing exactly the same clothes as the young man who had first come to the pond.

The other person was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a half-inch beard on his chin, and the Taoist robe he was wearing was grayish blue.

"Fifth Martial Uncle, we will arrive at Shaolin in about [-] miles, why don't we wash up here, we can't lose the face of our Zhenwu sect." The young man who stopped here first suggested.

His name is Song Qinglun, he is the No. 17th generation disciple of Zhenwu Sect, and he is also the senior brother of this generation.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the crystal-clear water, then at the sweat on the forehead of the disciple beside him, nodded and said, "That's fine."

His name is Zhang Cuifeng, and he is the No.16 disciple of the Zhenwu Sect, ranking fifth.

The four young disciples all showed smiles, got off their horses quickly, and led the horses to the vicinity of the pond.

After fastening the horse's reins, the four young disciples headed by Song Qinglun began to take off their Taoist robes and jumped into the water one after another.

The summer is hot, and they have been driving for five consecutive days. Not to mention tired, their bodies are already sticky.

After Zhang Cuifeng fastened the horse's reins, he surveyed the surrounding area, but found no one, he felt relieved and went back to the pool, away from the four young disciples, he also took off his clothes and walked into the pool.

"Uncle Wu, is there any famous monk of the Hui generation in Shaolin? There seems to be no Shaolin monk on the Qingyun list." A young disciple looked at Zhang Cuifeng while washing his body, and asked curiously.

The rest of the disciples also pricked up their ears.

Zhang Cuifeng said with a smile: "Shaolin Huizi generation disciples, there are very few people who ventured into the rivers and lakes, without achievements, it is naturally difficult to get on the Qingyun list.

However, this does not mean that the generation of Huizi does not have Tianjiao Junjie. "

"Fifth Martial Uncle, please introduce us? Then we will compete with them." Another young disciple stretched out his hand to push the splash, and smiled lightly, with pride and fighting spirit in his eyes.

Zhang Cuifeng pondered and said: "I don't know much about the disciples of the Hui family in Shaolin. I only know that five years ago, there was a Hui family born in Shaolin who was born with wisdom. It seems to be..."

"Huiwu." Song Qinglun said.

Zhang Cuifeng nodded and said with a smile, "It should be."

"Brother, do you know this Hui Wu?" A disciple asked curiously.

Song Qinglun smiled and said: "I heard that five years ago, he helped Shaolin catch the evil thief Gu Wansheng."

"It's amazing." Another disciple exclaimed.

Huiwu had never heard of it, but Gu Wansheng, who once ranked third on the list of thieves, was well-known.

"Is it powerful?" Song Qinglun said with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, "He was born with wisdom roots, but his meridians are blocked. It is said that even the first Master Xuan Chi of Shaolin Medicine King Academy can't cure him."

Chapter 62 It's so scary, but luckily I run fast~

"The meridians are blocked..." The other three disciples of the Zhenwu Sect were taken aback for a moment, and then laughed.

"It seems that none of Shaolin Hui's generation is your opponent, Senior Brother Song." A young disciple smiled easily.

Song Qinglun smiled and said modestly: "Don't say that, Shaolin is one of the four holy places of Buddhism, and there must be hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

"What about the four holy places of Buddhism?"

A young disciple smiled and said, "On the Qingyun list, our Zhenwu sect has nine senior brothers on the list, the senior senior brother is ranked sixteenth, and Zhang Wuji senior brother is even ranked second. How can Shaolin compare with us?"

This was supposed to be a compliment to Song Qinglun, but Song Qinglun couldn't be happier.

As the No.17 disciple of Zhenwu Sect, he is not the most powerful disciple of this generation.

Gollum~!

At this moment, a string of large bubbles suddenly appeared in the pond.

Everyone was stunned, Zhang Cuifeng reacted, jumped out of the water immediately, put on a Taoist robe, drew out his sword, and stared at the center of the pond.

"Come up soon?"

Seeing that Song Qinglun and the others were still in the water, Zhang Cuifeng let out a low drink.

"Oh."

The four quickly jumped out of the water and returned to the shore, staring at the center of the pond while quickly putting on their clothes.

There are more and more blisters in the center of the pond, and the water around the blisters gradually becomes muddy.

"Fifth Master Uncle, what is that?" A disciple asked nervously while holding the hilt of his sword.

Zhang Cuifeng frowned slightly, but did not answer.

In fact, he didn't know what was there.

moment.

Wow~!

In the center of the pond, a slender bald figure rushed straight out of the bubbling waters, and when it reached a distance of one and a half meters above the water, it landed slowly and tiptoed on a blooming lotus.

With his back to the crowd, he was naked and his skin was fair and crystal clear.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, seeing this person, he was lightly shocked, and the water droplets on his body immediately scattered.

Followed by.

The person didn't move his toes, leaned to the right, and lifted the white shirt on a lotus leaf...

Like a noble concubine coming out of the bath, she elegantly and lightly put on a white monk robe.

Finally, walk on the lotus.

Gradually disappeared from the sight of Zhang Cuifeng, Song Qinglun and others.

"Fifth Master Uncle, that person is..."

A disciple swallowed hard, and a deep shock flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Cuifeng took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "If I'm not wrong, it should be a Shaolin monk who is cultivating underwater."

"Shallow bottom repair?" Song Qinglun and others were extremely surprised.

Zhang Cuifeng said slowly: "Shaolin has 72 unique skills, and each method of cultivation is different."

"He looked very young."

A look of apprehension flashed in Song Qinglun's eyes.

"Indeed, and the skin seems to be better than that of a woman." A disciple nodded and said, obviously he had seen a woman's skin.

Zhang Cuifeng said softly: "It seems that Wuji has an opponent."

Zhang Wuji, a disciple of the Zhenwu Sect, ranks second on the Qingyun Ranking.

At the same time, he is also the only son of Zhang Cuifeng.

Song Qinglun's right hand holding the sword tightened, and a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go to Shaolin."

Zhang Cuifeng looked away.

...

the other side.

The monk in white, who had been running for more than twenty miles, looked back and heaved a deep sigh of relief when he saw that no one was following him.

Hui Wu. Xiao Xun.

"Tanima is scary, but luckily he runs fast."

Xiao Xun was terrified.

Just now, as soon as he emerged from the bottom of the water, he felt five men with weapons on the shore staring at him.

This situation is hard to describe.

This is the first time Xiao Xun encountered it.

In the past, when practicing at the bottom of that pool, I have encountered monks or passers-by taking a bath by the water, but without exception, as soon as his head popped out, the bathers were immediately scared away.

But just now, those people didn't run away, and even picked up their weapons.

This made Xiao Xun a little nervous.

"It's only thirty miles away from Shaolin, and there are quite a few uncles of the Yuanzi generation who are active. Those people should not be thieves."

Xiao Xun made a detour back to Shaolin, thinking silently.

Two years ago, he practiced lightness kung fu and rushed to this pond. When he took a bath here, he suddenly found that the soil at the bottom of the pond was soft.

With a little effort, the legs can be completely sunk.

This made Xiao Xun extremely happy.

To practice lightness kung fu, what is most needed is resistance.