Although the old monk is the same as long Jingtian, he is also the first level martial artist of the heaven level, but his meridians and blood vessels are more broad and tough, and the Zhenyuan in the sea of Qi is more vigorous and pure.

The old monk didn't use any skills, but Zhenyuan in the Qihai was very restless and agitated. He seemed to want to rush out of the sea of Qi and reach his whole body.

In Fang Bai's opinion, this kind of sign is a sign that the state of martial arts has reached a new critical point and is about to break through.

This old monk with long eyebrow may be able to move from the first level of heaven level to the middle level of heaven level with one insight and an opportunity.

It is a pity that although the old monk is really strong and powerful, he still has a long way to go. His age has reached a stage that ordinary people can't reach. The function of his body organs will inevitably decline rapidly, even to the point that the lamp is exhausted.

Unless the old monk can advance to the next level and continue to take his life from heaven, he may be in the tower in three or five years.

It's just epiphany and opportunity. Sometimes it happens in an instant, sometimes it doesn't appear in a lifetime. Everything depends on whether the old monk has that blessing.

Fang Bai knew that the old monk with long eyebrows must be Xuannan, xuanku's elder martial brother.

Xuannan's eyes were slightly closed, and he sat quietly. Fang Bai felt that there was only peace and tranquility, struggle with the world, and compassion for the people from the weak breath fluctuation around him, but he did not have the courage, violence and ferocity.

Obviously, this strange monk of Shaolin, who hasn't been born for a hundred years, doesn't like to fight with others. He has never been stained with blood, let alone killed evil. He is a real virtuous monk.

"Well?"

Xuannan seems to have sensed something. His eyes are suddenly closed and open, and his eyes are full of fine light.

Fang Bai didn't expect that he was so sensitive that he was alert to his divinity. He didn't dare to be careless and immediately took back his divine consciousness.

Everyone followed xuanku. From the first floor to the ninth floor of the Wudao pagoda, everyone stepped lightly and cautiously, for fear that it would disturb Xuannan's practice.

On the last step, people finally saw the legendary Shaolin monk Xuannan.

Xuannan's eyes were open, and his old face was with a faint smile. There was not a trace of the prestige of a celestial warrior. Instead, he was more like an amiable old man.

When the monks, such as juehen, saw the mystery with a smile on their faces, their original feelings of uneasiness, uneasiness, awe and nervousness suddenly disappeared.

Although the space on the ninth floor of the "Wudao pagoda" is not large, there are still more than 12 people standing in the middle of the tower. People line up in line, facing the mysterious difficulties, they silently look at the legendary monk.

Xuannan's eyes slowly swept over the twelve people in front of him, and stayed for a moment on the bodies of long Jingtian and Fang Bai.

"Long Jingtian has met the master!"

Seeing that Xuannan's eyes fell on him, he seemed to be thinking about something. The Dragon startled the sky and bowed slightly to give a gift.

At that time, Long Yi, the mentor of Xuannan and long Jingtian, and the founder of Longwei, was a confidant of Wudao. He was a monk and a layman. He often discussed martial arts and exchanged experiences. After xuanxiong went into seclusion and was no longer born, Long Yi often lamented that he had lost a confidante and friend in the world.

Although long Jingtian has never seen Xuannan, he often hears his master mention this legendary Shaolin monk. Seeing Xuannan with his own eyes, he can't help thinking of his mentor, Long Yi, who raised himself and taught him martial arts skills. His heart was slightly sour.

Although long Jingtian is already a martial artist at the level of heaven, he is in the same realm as Xuannan, but in front of Xuannan, he doesn't dare to be big and keeps enough respect.

"Do you know a benefactor named Dragon Wing

From long Jingtian's body, Xuannan felt a familiar breath and moved slightly.

Long Jingtian replied respectfully: "Dragon Wing is the teacher!"

"Indeed! I don't know where the immortal residence is now, benefactor Long Yi? "

"My teacher has been dead for many years."

"Amitabha! Benefactor Long Yi studies heaven and man and studies nature. Unexpectedly, he has passed away. "

Hearing the news, Xuannan uttered a long sigh, as if he was a little old again. He put his hands together and declared the Buddha's name. Then he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes to recite a Buddhist sutra.

"Benefactor long has stepped into the heaven level realm. This is a great blessing for the ancient martial arts world and the blessing of the Chinese people! Congratulations

A moment later, Xuannan looks at the Dragon Jingtian again, and his eyes are quite gratified.

"Master is the real blessing of the ancient martial arts world and the happiness of the Chinese people!"

Long Jingtian said modestly.

Xuannan laughed and asked, "benefactor long visited Shaolin. I don't know why?"

"This..."

Hearing Xuannan's question, long Jingtian was embarrassed. He took a look at Fang Bai and said with a bitter smile: "to be honest, master, I have some origins with this little brother, but this little brother and you Shaolin have some contradictions. I was hiding on one side. I was prepared to fight with each other, and then tried to dissuade him. Unexpectedly, the master saw through his whereabouts be ashamed! Shame

Xuannan nodded and turned to Fang Bai.At this time, Fang Bai did not deliberately suppress his own realm cultivation. Therefore, in the eyes of xuanku, Xuannan and long Jingtian, he was a middle level martial artist at the prefecture level, equivalent to abbot juehen.

Although Xuannan's accomplishments are a little better than long Jingtian, they also have some difficulties in understanding Fang Bai. They just feel that although the level of cultivation of this young man is in the middle level of the prefecture level, it is quite different from the ordinary middle level martial artists.

Fang Bai easily defeated abbot juehen in front of the Thousand Buddhas hall just now. He said that he would challenge the eighteen Arhats array of Shaolin, and he was fearless in the face of xuanku. All these are enough to prove that his strength is not comparable to that of ordinary medium level martial arts.

Although Xuannan didn't come to the scene of the conflict between Fang Bai and other martial monks, he was a heavenly level warrior with strong sense ability. The confrontation between Fang Bai and Jue Ren, as well as xuanku's application of a wisp of pressure to test Fang Bai, others in the "Wudao pagoda" all know it well.

Fang Bai's ability to resist xuanku's pressure proves that his strength is not weaker than xuanku's. even Xuannan praises Fang Bai's strength, so long Jingtian and Fang Bai are invited to join him in the tower.

"Amitabha! I'm sorry for my humble eyes, but I have practiced some skills that can hide your strength? "

Xuan can't see through Fang Bai, so he asked directly. With his identity and strength, he didn't have to avoid anything.

Fang Bai said with a smile: "what the master is feeling now is my true state of cultivation."

"I understand," he said

Fang Bai, with his accomplishments in the middle level of the prefecture level, is able to compete with xuanku, a perfect sweeping monk in the prefecture level. Since he has no hidden strength, he must have practiced high-level skills and has the ability to challenge beyond the level.

The so-called "high-level skill", which is hard to imagine, is very likely to be the heavenly level skill.

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