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Chapter 158 Strange Spiritual Power

Now, in the Shaolin Temple, all the monks who can use the Vajra Palm are already old, and they are only a few years younger than Master Xiong in front of him.

Middle-aged monks and young monks shook their heads and refused to practice when they heard that this martial art was incomplete.

This is also the main reason why Master Xiong put down all the affairs in his hands as soon as he saw Wang Yi's powerful Vajra Palm on the Internet, and came to meet by plane that day.

The sooner the relationship is straightened out, the sooner the Vigorous Vajra Palm can shine again in Shaolin Temple and be carried forward.

Therefore, Wang Yi is proud.

Let you inherit it for thousands of years, and become the leader in the martial arts world, so what?
After years of war, or infighting of one kind or another, you must have lost many other martial arts skills in your temple, right?
So, no matter how famous you are now, you still want to come to me!
After Wang Yi finished beating, he only felt comfortable physically and mentally, very brisk. He wiped off his sweat, walked over quickly and said politely: "Master, I can do this. You see, it is different from the powerful vajra palm in your temple." ?”

"Yes, there is indeed a little bit!" Master Xiong was full of joy, and kept moving the Buddhist beads in his hand: "Lord Wang Yu, old Na Douzhi, wants to try the palm strength of Wang Benefactor. Can you give me a high-five with the old Na?"

Although he maintained his composure, his trembling fingers and irregular rhythm of picking the beads still revealed his mood at the moment.

Apparently, Wang Yi's powerful vajra palm made Master Xiong, who had a deep knowledge of Buddhism, lose his mind and wanted to try it out for himself.

Wang Yi was slightly stunned, but seeing Fan Yanqi, who was watching from the side, took it for granted, his heart moved, and he nodded with a smile: "OK."

He slowly raised his palm, secretly accumulating energy.

Master Xiong also lifted his spirits, left the prayer bead with his right hand, and slowly raised it.

Wang Yi's eyes were fixed: "I'm offended!" Raising his palm was a blow to the chest.

Master Xiong did the same thing, with a serious look on his face.

Soon, the two palms met in mid-air.

"Oh!"

Master Xiong's figure is as stable as a rock.

However, Wang Yi's body shook involuntarily, and then he couldn't hold on anymore, and he staggered back three steps before he could barely let go of the momentum and stand firm.

"Thank you Master for your mercy!" After standing still, Wang Yi was amazed in his heart, and he spoke quickly and clasped his fists slightly.

"Benefactor Wang, you have great strength and understanding!" Master Xiong raised his brows slightly, his eyes showing some concern: "This move is just that you haven't practiced it for a long time, and the strength is not strong enough, but the true meaning in its palm has already been revealed." It's getting started."

This is natural, what we empower is the entry-level palm technique!

Wang Yi muttered in his heart, but on the surface he smiled modestly: "Thank you for your compliment, Master."

Master Xiong cautiously looked around again: "Although the environment here is elegant, but there are many tourists, Wang benefactor is willing to accompany the old man back to the house to talk again?"

Okay, just go back to the house, and you can turn on the air conditioner again.

Wang Yi went back to the reception room where the fragrance of tea was still lingering, together with Master Xiong and Fan Yanqi who had been watching from the side.

Politely invited Master Xiong to take a seat, and Wang Yi sat down opposite him again. He drank a few sips of tea that was still warm to relieve the thirst caused by punching, and then refilled a cup, asked Xiong Both the master and Fan Yanqi didn't need to pour any more, so they smiled and said calmly: "Master, to tell you the truth, I can do this now. The old monk said that he can't take me as a disciple, so I don’t need to call him Master. What he has learned all his life has been empowered to me, but I need to understand it by myself after my skills become more and more advanced.”

"Because of the agreement, I don't know his identity, his origin, maybe he is afraid that I am too young and easy to be persuaded by others, and then disturb his life. In short, I don't know where he is now. All I know What can be done is to study hard, practice hard, and when the time is right, pass on this set of palm techniques to the right people. Don't let it be lost."

As Wang Yizheng was speaking, he suddenly saw Master Xiong raised his eyes and looked at him fixedly.

That gaze is extremely bright, even in this bright reception room, it is still as bright as a kilowatt light bulb, like a sharp knife, piercing straight into the depths of my heart, and revealing the secrets deep in my heart.

It turns out that eyes can really be intimidating!

Under such intense gazes, people with poor psychological qualities would feel awe in their hearts, and then confess the truth involuntarily.

Wang Yi's heart trembled, and just as he was trying to stabilize his mind, he struggled to avoid it when he suddenly felt a slight movement between his brows.

Then, a cool, gentle energy flooded his forehead like a spring, and immediately dispelled the intimidating force that no one could resist or dodge from the opposite Master Xiong, lightly and deftly.

Apart from feeling that Master Xiong's eyes are extremely bright, Wang Yi has no other discomfort in his eyes and mind at the moment.

How is this going?

"Wang Yi, what's wrong with you?" Fan Yanqi's confused and caring voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Wang Yi settled down, hey, Master Xiong's eyes became clear again, showing surprise.

"Master, what are you...?" Recalling the scene just now, Wang Yi couldn't help being a little annoyed.

If it wasn't for that magical power that suddenly surged out and helped me block the gaze in time, I'm afraid I'm going to fall down today!
Sick to death, why does Shaolin Temple still have such a strange spiritual power technique?
This should belong to the Tantra of the Western Regions, right?

"Amitabha!" Master Xiong put away his surprise quickly, stood up apologetically, clasped his palms together, and bowed to Wang Yilue: "I'm sorry, Wang Shizhu, Fan Shizhu's teacher has told me before that you were killed by a certain The master taught me a secret technique that Shaolin Temple has never made public for the empowerment. So I was also ordered to try it before."

Unexpectedly, the great monk apologized so solemnly, and the anger that just emerged in Wang Yi's heart suddenly... dissipated.

And Master Xiong looked apologetically at Fan Yanqi, who was slightly dissatisfied: "Fan Benefactor, it's not that I want to hide it from you. In fact, this exercise is of great importance, and the temple has to investigate it clearly before it has to use it." some means."

"Now, have you found out?" Wang Yi blinked curiously, not without doubts in his heart.

Did you really find out, or did you simply not investigate because you couldn't pry into your heart?

Master Xiong suddenly smiled at this time, the smile was very sincere, kind, and kind, and there was a sense of closeness to his family: "Benefactor Wang, the palm technique you just performed has three moves, which are the incomplete mentality of our temple. No. In addition, your mental strength is far stronger than that of ordinary warriors, and you also contain a trace of compassion unique to my Buddhism, which proves that you have indeed received the empowerment of my Buddhist predecessors. Therefore, I believe that you, you, did not lie to Master Fan, You have indeed accepted the empowerment of a Buddhist senior."

(End of this chapter)