"Donor Yang is a high disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. The Quanzhen Sect is an authentic sect of Xuanmen. His internal strength, swordsmanship, and palm skills all have merit, and his popularity far exceeds that of our Shaolin Temple." Zhenji advised, "Donor is studying the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect. , is enough to dominate the world, so why bother learning other martial arts?"
"Stones from other mountains can attack jade. Moreover, I have a unique skill that can incorporate the martial arts I have learned into it. The more you know, the broader your knowledge, the greater your power." Xiang Nan explained, "And Shaolin Temple is known as the martial arts forest. Taishan Beidou has seventy-two secrets alone, especially the Yi Jin Jing, which is a peerless magical skill. If I want to master this secret skill, I can only ask the abbot to open the door for convenience."
"Donor Yang, aren't you afraid that the matter will be spread out and the world will laugh at you?" Zhenji saw that Xiang Nan insisted on asking for it, and his good words could no longer persuade him, so he had to threaten.
People in the martial arts world attach great importance to reputation, especially knights who have become famous, and regard fame as their life. The head may be cut off and the blood may be shed, but the reputation cannot be destroyed.
Xiang Nan is also a famous figure now. If word spreads about forcing his way into Shaolin and asking for secrets from other sects, his reputation will be ruined.
"The Zen master is a foreigner, but he still can't break the shackles of fame?" Xiang Nan said with a smile, "Fame is like a floating cloud to me. I don't care about it. The Zen master should waste less time and happily master the seventy-two unique skills, muscle-changing Just leave it to me. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
"You..." Zhenji couldn't help but feel dumb when he saw that Xiang Nan didn't even care about his reputation. He didn't expect Xiang Nan to act like this, which was beyond his expectation.
"The Yi Jin Jing and the seventy-two stunts are my Shaolin treasures, the hard work of all the masters of all generations. Zhenji is the abbot of Shaolin, and he should do his best to protect our temple. Even if he dies, he will not regret it." Zhenji said again, "Donor Yang, feel free to take action, the old monk is about to abandon this stinky skin and go to the Western Paradise."
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Xiang Nan couldn't help but flattened his lips when he saw that he refused to obey, "If the abbot refuses to say anything, I will only be offended."
With that said, he used the Xingxiu Sect's secret skill - the Marrow Drawing Palm. This palm technique is quite sinister, and when applied to a person, it is like sucking out the bone and marrow, hence the name.
In fact, this palm technique originally needed to be practiced together with poison. But Xiang Nan would not be like the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect who would be around poisonous snakes, centipedes, scorpions and other poisonous things all day long, so he was originally unable to practice the poisonous technique of Marrow Drawing Palm.
But Xiang Nan's internal strength is based on the Small Phaseless Kung Fu, and he practices the Nine Yang Divine Kung Fu and the Nine Yin Sutra together. After practicing "The Great Shift of the Universe", I can switch between yin and yang, hardness and softness at will.
Therefore, he can generate heat poison and yin poison freely, just like the "Xuanming Divine Palm" used by the two elders Xuan Ming, which is a cold poison formed from the internal force of yin and cold. It is as toxic as any poison in the world.
In this way, Xiang Nan can produce cold poison and hot poison by himself without resorting to external poisons when practicing the poison technique. Therefore, he finally mastered the Marrow Drawing Palm.
Xiang Nan then hit Zhenji with his palm.
Zhenji immediately felt the cold poison entering his body, making him shiver. Then he felt excruciating pain in his limbs, as if his bones were being sucked out and his marrow was being sucked out. The pain was so overwhelming that he couldn't resist it.
"If the abbot agrees, just nod, and I will relieve your pain." Xiang Nan said.
However, Zhenji gritted his steel teeth without spitting out, which made Xiang Nan admire his toughness.
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Xiang Nan used his marrow extraction palm to torture Zhenji for a stick of incense.
Although Zhenji's face was pale and he was sweating profusely, he still gritted his teeth and refused to let go.
Seeing this, Xiang Nan had no choice but to give up first, then opened his acupuncture points and said with admiration, "The abbot is really a tough guy."
"Marrow Extraction Palm?! I didn't expect that the mighty Wujue would actually practice this kind of evil martial arts." Zhenji looked at Xiang Nan with a look of contempt.
"How do you know the name of this palm technique?!" Xiang Nan was stunned and suddenly remembered, "Oh, I understand. After Ding Chunqiu was subdued by Xu Zhuzi, he was locked up in the Shaolin Temple and under strict supervision. You guys He must have been forced to write all his life's work, no wonder you know about it."
There are rules in the Shaolin Temple. Disciples go on a martial arts journey. After returning to the temple to see the abbot and master, they first go to the Discipline Academy to report whether they have committed any offenses, and then go to the Prajna Hall to report their experiences and knowledge. As long as there is a move or move in other martial arts that is suitable, the monks of Prajna Hall will write it down.
Xiang Nan was a Shaolin disciple in "Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng", so he naturally knew this rule. The Shaolin Temple even records the martial arts outside. As a great master, Ding Chunqiu is imprisoned in the Shaolin Temple. It’s strange that they would let him go.
When Zhenji heard this, he was surprised.
Ding Chunqiu and Xu Zhuzi were both old friends more than a hundred years ago. Except for the abbot, elders and a few other people in Shaolin Temple, no one knew about them. Unexpectedly, Xiang Nan knew about them.
"Abbott, if you continue not to cooperate, I will have no choice but to resort to harsh measures." Xiang Nan said again.
"Donor Yang, there is no need to be polite, just do whatever you want. Even if the old monk dies, he will never harm the interests of Shaolin and cause the painstaking efforts of all the masters of the past generations to be lost." Zhenji said again.
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When Xiang Nan saw this, he was not polite and used his claws again.
This is the unique skill of the Tiancan Sect. Because of their unique teachings, the Tiancan sect believes that disability is the most important thing, and killing people and setting fires are all meritorious deeds. The teachings are so evil that the martial arts are also extremely abnormal.
Once the Heavenly Claw is used, the recipient will be in unbearable pain and itching, wishing to die immediately in order to be freed.
At that time, Shangguan Yundun, as the number one killer of evil spirits, liked to use this skill to ravage his opponents. Only when the opponent is tortured to the point where they are bruised and bruised, and life is worse than death, is he willing to let them die.
Xiang Nan now used the Heavenly Broken Claw on Zhenji, and Zhenji suddenly felt an unbearable itching, which was even more uncomfortable than the marrow-sucking palm just now. In fact, for him, the pain was bearable, but the itch was really uncomfortable.
He now felt the itch between his bones, making him want to scratch his skin, cut off his flesh, and dig through his bones to relieve the itch. It's a pity that his acupuncture points are now taped, so he can't scratch them no matter how severe the itch is, which only worsens his pain.
Just when Zhenji was suffering from unbearable itching and wanted to bite his tongue to kill himself, Xiang Nan also took advantage of his weak will to use the Soul Transfer Fa.
Zhenji was tortured so much that he almost wanted to die, and his willpower was greatly weakened compared to before. Therefore, Xiang Nan seized the opportunity and successfully cast a spell in one fell swoop, hypnotizing Abbot Zhenji.
"Now tell me, where are the seventy-two stunts?" Xiang Nan asked immediately.
"Hidden in the secret tunnel under Bodhidharma." Zhenji replied blankly.
"How to open the tunnel?" Xiang Nan asked again.
"Kowtow to Patriarch Bodhidharma three times sincerely, and the secret path will appear." Zhenji said again.
"Is there anyone watching?" Xiang Nan asked again.
"No one is watching. However, the skilled craftsmen of our temple have made dozens of traps. Once you step on the trap, a Zen staff will come down. Even an ordinary master is no match." Zhenji added.
Xiang Nan nodded, then let Zhenji go, and then gave him Jiuxiang Ecstasy. After he fainted, he left the Zen room and went to Bodhidharma Academy.
(End of chapter)
