Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 111 Shaolin Abbot
Zhao Fanxing did not expect that the Shaolin eminent monk would be so polite to him, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Senior Daojue."

Monk Daojue laughed and said, "You can just call the poor monk by his name, there is no need to be polite."

After speaking, he strode away from here.

Zhao Fanxing came to the main hall of Shaolin Temple under the leadership of Shaolin disciples.

I saw an old man in a golden cassock sitting there cross-legged, exercising his energy and adjusting his breath.

His facial features are sharp and angular, although they are not good-looking, they are unforgettable.

Waves of true energy flew out of his body, causing the surrounding trees to sway left and right.

Shaolin disciples can only stand in the distance, not daring to approach.

Zhao Fanxing also looked at the scene in front of him curiously: "Should he be the abbot?"

The system also explained the identity of the other party at this time. His name is Master Daotian, and he is the abbot of Shaolin.

Unlike most monks, Master Daotian did not become a monk since childhood.

He was originally an ordinary martial artist who wanted to become a master of martial arts, but because he was too impatient, he almost lost his temper during cultivation, and his meridians reversed and he died.

Later, the previous generation of Shaolin abbot met Master Daotian, and first abolished his whole body's power to allow him to comprehend Buddhism.

Master Daotian tried his best to resist at first, and was quite dissatisfied.

But the previous abbot was very patient and kept explaining Buddhism to him.

In the end, Master Daotian came to his senses and was willing to become a Shaolin disciple.

The previous abbot passed on the "Yi Jin Jing" to him.

This set of top-notch internal strength and mental methods also made Master Daotian a world-renowned master.

In addition to this set of internal skills, he also practiced "Tathagata Chiba Hands" and "Dragon Claw Kungfu". These two martial arts are also Shaolin's unique skills. In the hands of Master Daotian, they are even more superb.

Therefore, when many people talk about the selection of the leader of the Wulin League, they will all mention him by coincidence.

Whether it is Buddhist attainments or martial arts, he is a well-deserved leader.

Hearing this, Zhao Fanxing not only secretly admired him, but also thought about his chances of winning if he competed with such a master.

At this moment, Master Daotian suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him.

Those eyes are so deep, it makes people calm down involuntarily.

Zhao Fanxing cupped his hands and said: "Junior Zhao Fanxing, I pay my respects to Abbot Daotian."

Master Daotian raised his forehead slightly: "Shaoxia Zhao, nice to meet you."

Nangong Feiyan also asked from the side: "Abbot Daotian, do you still remember me?"

Master Daotian nodded: "Of course I remember you, Nangong Nvxia. When you and your master came to Shaolin Temple, I even had a spar with your master."

Nangong Feiyan smiled: "Yes, Abbot Daotian's 'Yi Jin Jing' is really too strong, my master is not your match."

Master Daotian lowered his head: "Amitabha, this old man is just lucky. Everything in the world comes and goes according to conditions, so don't be too obsessed."

Nangong Feiyan shook his head: "Abbot Daotian, you always speak in such a cloudy and misty tone. Is it true that the martial arts recorded in the 'Yi Jin Jing' are also like this?"

Master Daotian didn't answer, just smiled.

After a while, he asked: "Zhao Shaoxia, I heard that you have practiced our sect's 'Arhat's Fumo Kungfu' and 'Nine Suns' Kungfu'. Is there such a thing?"

Zhao Fanxing admitted frankly: "Abbot Daotian is right, this junior has indeed practiced these martial arts."

Master Daotian smiled and asked: "Shaoxia Zhao, where did your martial arts come from? How did you practice them?"

Zhao Fanxing couldn't explain such a question at all, so he could only answer: "It's all God's will."

Master Daotian said solemnly: "Zhao Shaoxia, these two sets of inner strength and mental methods are still stored in the Sutra Pavilion of this temple, but for thousands of years, few people have been able to practice them."

Zhao Fanxing smiled and cupped his hands: "It may be that their luck is a little bit worse."

Master Daotian praised: "Young Master Zhao, I believe that your martial arts talent is a once-in-a-thousand-year talent. If not, you would never have mastered two exquisite internal skills at the same time."

Zhao Fanxing said embarrassingly: "Abbot Daotian is too much."

Master Daotian changed the subject at this moment: "Shaoxia Zhao, why did you come to visit me in Shaolin?"

Zhao Fanxing said: "Abbot Daotian, this junior just admires Shaolin martial arts."

Master Daotian asked again: "Young Xia Zhao, I'm afraid you are doing it for the Shenying Palace?"

Zhao Fanxing knew that if he concealed it any longer, it would appear to be contrived, so he admitted frankly: "Master Daotian is right, I suspect that there are undercover agents from the Shenying Palace in the Shaolin Temple."

Master Daotian's face changed, and there was anger in his eyes: "So, besides Huixin, there are traitors in this temple?"

Zhao Fanxing nodded: "I'm afraid that's the case."

Master Daotian clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Zhao Shaoxia, to tell you the truth, the old monk is also suspicious of this matter, but he has not found any clues."

Zhao Fanxing asked: "Has there been any major events in your temple recently?"

Master Daotian shook his head: "No, during this period of time, Shaolin Temple has been calm and there is nothing special."

Zhao Fanxing said: "Abbot Daotian, if this is the case, then I will live at the foot of Mount Shaoshi and investigate carefully."

Master Daotian nodded: "Okay, Zhao Shaoxia, I know that you have found the undercover agent of Shenying Palace in many sects, and I believe in your strength."

Zhao Fanxing said gratefully, "Thank you, Master Daotian."

Speaking of this, the old monk suddenly found a Shaolin disciple; "Go and call me Xuanneng and Xuankong."

The Shaolin disciple immediately replied: "Yes, Grand Master."

Not long after, two young Shaolin disciples came to Zhao Fanxing.

The first one is not tall, wearing a red cassock, fair skin, and a triangular mark on the back of his hand.

The second one is thin and thin, wearing a pale yellow monk's robe, with a long sword hanging from his waist.

Master Daotian also introduced Zhao Fanxing to them.

The first monk immediately bowed and saluted: "Poor monk Xuan Neng, pay homage to Zhao Shaoxia."

The second monk also said: "Poor monk Xuankong."

At this moment, the system also began to introduce the identities of the two monks.

Xuan Neng is also an outstanding disciple among the younger generation of Shaolin Temple.

The "Arhat Fuhu Fist" he practiced is very powerful, and his internal strength is not weak.

In addition, Xuanneng is familiar with Buddhist scriptures and is highly praised by Master Daotian.

Xuan Kong is different, he doesn't like Buddhist scriptures, he only thinks about practicing martial arts.

Therefore, his "Dharma swordsmanship" has also been practiced to perfection.

Hearing this, Zhao Fanxing also said: "Meet the two eminent monks."

Xuan Kong smiled: "Young Master Zhao is being polite, we both respect Zhao Shaoxia's martial arts very much."

Xuan Neng agreed: "That's right, Junior Brother Xuankong is obsessed with martial arts, and Zhao Shaoxia can be regarded as a fellow."

Master Daotian's eyes changed slightly, and he persuaded: "Xuankong, you can practice swordsmanship, of course, but don't forget Buddhism. On this point, you have to learn a lot from your brother Xuanneng."

A little dissatisfaction appeared on Xuankong's face: "Understood, Grand Master."

He had heard this sentence many times.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Zhao Fanxing's doubts shifted to Xuan Kong.

(End of this chapter)