Chapter 6 Elder Xuanfeng exclaimed, this talent is almost comparable to the Shaolin monk of the past!

"This this?!"

Seeing this, Elder Xuanfeng was petrified instantly.

He looked at Lin Xuan with disbelief.

I was amazed:

"This kid is much stronger than that little guy Lu Yan. He is almost punching. I wonder if this is his first time to learn boxing?"

"If you can comprehend the power of boxing after your first contact with it, then your comprehension is truly terrifying. You can almost catch up with the three great monks of Shaolin Temple in the past!"

When ordinary people practice martial arts, they are simply trying to increase their strength.

If you want to generate strength, you have to find the trick and develop the Qi in the trick.

This step is called refining essence into qi.

Once you have found the Qi, you can try to use it.

How to use and display it to maximize its power depends on what method you have practiced.

Luohan Fist is naturally one of the thousands of methods.

Only by learning how to use Qi can you unleash true power.

A master with great boxing power can punch someone and seemingly he is unharmed, but in fact all his internal organs are damaged.

The so-called "force penetrates the inside without damaging the surface" is exactly this principle.

In Shaolin Temple, only those with strength reaching this level are qualified to be warrior monks!

People with ordinary qualifications will need at least ten years of polishing.

Even for people with good bones, it will take three to five years.

As for Lu Yan?
I have been studying in Shaolin for almost two years and have barely reached this level.

But it will take another year to truly understand it!
Elder Xuanfeng couldn't help but smack his lips when he thought that the young man in front of him could understand this step just by watching his boxing skills a few times.

This talent is truly extraordinary!
Thinking of this, Elder Xuanfeng was delighted:
"Abbot Sanzang, I have found a good seedling this time..."

He had no intention of practicing Luohan Fist with the children anymore, and when he finished this round of practice, he stopped:

"Okay, that's all for today."

After saying this, he instructed several monks not far away:

"Yuan Hai, you guys teach these kids the Luohan Fist a few more times. After that, let them fill up the backyard with water."

"As I said before, if you feel tired, go down the mountain as soon as possible."

"Yes, Elder Xuanfeng."

The leading Yuanhai monk responded respectfully.

"Why don't you teach me anymore?"

Lin Xuan had just become interested when he heard Elder Xuanfeng's words and immediately became confused.

Who knows.

At this time, Elder Xuanfeng actually strode towards him.

Ever since.

Under everyone's surprised eyes, Elder Xuanfeng walked straight up to Lin Xuan and asked with a smile:
"If Yuan Hai called you correctly just now, your name is Lin Xuan, right?"

See this scene.

The monks of Yuanhai were dumbfounded.

When have they ever seen Elder Xuanfeng smile?
Could it be because he was better than others when he practiced Luohan Fist before?

"To reply to Elder Xuanfeng, my name is Lin Xuan."

Lin Xuan answered neither humbly nor arrogantly.

He guessed that the reason why Elder Xuanfeng wanted to talk to him was.

This is because, when he practiced Luohan Fist before, he was better than others.

In fact.

Lin Xuan had no idea how outstanding he was.

He only knew that he was practicing Arhat Fist with the monk in the golden tripod and was completely absorbed in it.

In fact, he doesn't want to be a "conspicuous bag".

But unfortunately, the golden finger came too coincidentally.

"Have you ever practiced martial arts before?"

Looking at the little guy with a slightly childish face in front of him, Elder Xuanfeng asked seriously.

"I haven't practiced it. I was just studying before."

Lin Xuan answered without thinking.

"Oh?"

Elder Xuanfeng uttered a light exclamation, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

After a while, he praised:

"Then you are really suitable for martial arts training..."

Done.

Elder Xuanfeng left here with a contented look on his face, without paying any attention to the reactions of the people around him.

At this moment, Lin Xuan was also a little confused.

Just praise yourself and leave?
What exactly is Elder Xuanfeng up to?

He thought that Elder Xuanfeng’s next words would be to accept him as a disciple?

Unexpectedly, he just turned around and left.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan didn't pay too much attention to Elder Xuanfeng.

The Yuanhai monk took his place and started teaching everyone Luohan Fist again.

Lin Xuan was somewhat surprised to find that the monk in the golden tripod seemed to be able to appear at any time to practice Arhat Fist and help him with his practice as long as he wanted.

……

……

the other side.

After Elder Xuanfeng left the square.

Went straight to the abbot's courtyard.

As soon as I entered the hall, I saw Abbot Sanzang standing under a Buddha statue, his mouth moving constantly, as if he was chanting scriptures or talking to himself.

Elder Xuanfeng was already accustomed to such scenes.

After all, Abbot Sanzang is the one with the most profound Kung Fu in Shaolin Temple.

To others, his every move seemed to be inspired by Buddha.

It's not something others can guess.

"Elder Xuanfeng is here."

He heard footsteps behind him, and Abbot Sanzang knew who it came from without even turning around.

"Abbot Sanzang, I have discovered a martial arts genius!"

Upon seeing Abbot Sanzang, Elder Xuanfeng couldn't wait to speak.

"A martial arts prodigy?"

Upon hearing this, Abbot Sanzang's expression changed and he looked at him in surprise.

Some people know that Elder Xuanfeng is a noisy person.

Abbot Sanzang's expression did not change much, he just asked casually:

"Who is this wizard?"

"His name is Lin Xuan, and he is younger than Lu Yan. Today, he saw me practicing Luohan Fist for the first time and he already grasped the key points. He even almost realized the power of the fist!"

"Before this, I had never been exposed to boxing, nor had I practiced martial arts."

Elder Xuanfeng replied with great interest.

Say it.

Abbot Sanzang's expression changed a little, and he asked with a little surprise:

"Elder Xuanfeng, are you really sure that he has realized the power of the fist in such a short time?"

Just by watching someone practice the Arhat Fist once, one can understand the power of the fist. This kind of talent is the first time that Abbot Sanzang has heard of.

In his early years, Abbot Sanzang traveled around the mountains and rivers and met many masters.

There are many talented people among us, not to mention the countless people.

But I have never heard that one can realize the step of refining essence into qi by watching people practicing a certain martial art.

Unless he is truly a one in a million genius.

Another possibility is that he had practiced martial arts before and has a good foundation.

It's just a lack of opportunity.

“I haven’t figured out the power of punching, but when I punch, I already create a strong wind.”

"But if you keep this posture, you will be able to punch hard in less than seven days."

"Abbot Sanzang, if you don't believe me, you can go and have a look later."

Elder Xuanfeng said solemnly.

Talk about it.

He had been teaching martial arts in Shaolin Temple for so many years, but this was the first time he had encountered such a genius.

Abbot Sanzang waved his hand and said:

"There's no need to go and see for yourself."

"However, if he can achieve this at the age of thirteen or fourteen, he is indeed a promising talent."

"But before accepting him as a disciple, it would be best to send the monk back to investigate his background."

Elder Xuanfeng slapped his shiny forehead and suddenly realized:

"Oh, I almost forgot about this. I'll send someone to check it out right away."

The words fell.

Elder Xuanfeng left the abbot's residence in a hurry.

Looking at his departing back, Abbot Sanzang smiled helplessly.

at this time.

Suddenly, a surprised voice sounded beside his ear:
“Sanzang, I can no longer sense the last remaining spiritual power of the three divine monks in the incarnation cellar!”

After hearing these words, Abbot Sanzang's face changed drastically, and he looked shocked:
"what?!"

"How come you can't sense it?"

At this moment, if there were a master who had cultivated his primordial spirit here, he would definitely see Abbot Sanzang talking to a figure formed by a ball of dark blue qi.

That person is not someone else.

He was Wenlu, an ancestor of the Shaolin Temple in the past.

Facing Abbot Sanzang's question, Wen Lu was silent for a few breaths before speaking in a complicated tone:
"The only explanation is that the seal of the Buddha bell that suppressed the Black Fox King back then was broken."

"But I hope this is not the case. If the seal is really broken, the world will be in chaos again..."

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