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Chapter 667 Who can write your Excellency, the white-headed Taixuan Sutra.

"Submit it to the court..."

Xuanci looked at Wang Yuan with a complicated expression and said, "Really?"

Just as Wang Yuan knew Xuan Ci, Xuan Ci knew exactly what kind of person Wang Yuan was. This guy was the norm, and he could not kill him to death if he had a treasure map.

"Of course there will be no fake. I gave the treasure map to the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. The Godly Captain Si Dongfang Weiming!" Wang Yuanyi said righteously: "Although my disciples are a little more frivolous in daily life, they will not do anything random in matters of family and country!"

"Yeah! I am worthy of being my disciple!" Seeing Wang Yuan's so serious matter, Xuan Ci also saw that Wang Yuan really did not embezzle the treasure map this time. Although he was relieved, he still said a little regretful: "What a pity!"

"So what?" Wang Yuan said helplessly: "I gave this treasure map to you, isn't it also handed it to the Emperor of Song?"

"It's different, different!" Xuanci said: "If I were you, I would definitely go with Dongfang Weiming. First, we can confirm that the treasure map was presented to the emperor, and second, we can also let the emperor know the contributions of our Shaolin Temple to the country..."

“…”

Wang Yuan was stunned for a moment and sighed: "Master, you think too much! But why should we monks care about our false reputation?"

After Xuanci said this, Wang Yuan understood that in the eyes of the old monk Xuanci, the reputation of Shaolin Temple is the first priority.

This old man wanted to hide the treasure map to give it to the court, but what he hoped was to get praise from the court.

It doesn’t matter whether or not you give something substantial, what is important is the emperor’s golden words.

After all, Shaolin Temple is the leader of the martial arts world. Now that the heroes have emerged, the status of the largest sect of Shaolin Temple is in danger. If the emperor is praised by him and the title of "loyalty to serve the country", Shaolin Temple will definitely be much higher than other sects in the attitude of a king.

Old Monk Xuanci, what he thought was indeed far-reaching.

"A gentleman values ​​fame but not profit! For my Shaolin Temple, some things must be fought for." Xuanci said calmly: "But if you can be indifferent to fame and fortune, it shows that your Buddhist cultivation is far beyond me."

"That's not..." Wang Yuan said inwardly: "I don't want to be a false name. Just give me a reward... Wait, a gentleman will value profits. What a Xuanci, he can curse people so tactfully!"

"Amitabha!"

Xuanci then said, "It's time for this, everything is God's will, and it's not against the original intention of being a teacher! Although I didn't wait to make my Shaolin Temple famous, I blamed me for not explaining it clearly to you in advance. You did this matter well and I don't know what kind of reward you want."

"Well..."

Wang Yuan touched his chin and said, "Master, give me whatever you want!"

To be honest, there are not many things that Xuanci can give to Wang Yuan now. Wang Yuan has learned all ten moves, and his internal skills are also known as the "Yi Jin Jing". Although there are many martial arts in Shaolin Temple, they all need the blessing of enlightenment. Wang Yuan has basically learned these ten points of enlightenment and perseverance. Now what Wang Yuan needs most is enlightenment. He can't force Xuanci to improve his understanding.

"Amitabha!"

Xuan Ci sighed and said, "Disciple, you have achieved success in your studies now! There is nothing you can teach you as a teacher! However, the "Yi Jin Jing" is the highest internal skill of Buddhism, and the "Bei Ming Divine Art" is the supreme treasure book of Taoist Xuanmen. Although martial arts has reached the highest level, they all have different paths, but these two skills are completely contrary to the way. If you cannot harmonize them with each other, you may not improve your internal skill and cultivation, and you may even retreat."

"Damn it? So that's the case?"

After hearing what Xuanci said, Wang Yuan suddenly felt excited.

In "The Great Martial Immortal", internal strength can be practiced without any machine. After all, practicing internal strength is an extremely boring and boring thing. Such a setting of persuading to withdraw must naturally be simplified as much as possible. After players get off the line, they are currently the main means for players to practice internal strength.

Since he came out in Meizhuang, Wang Yuan's internal strength of "Yi Jin Jing" has been on the phone for more than a month, and his proficiency has not improved significantly. Wang Yuan thought he had encountered a bottleneck, and it turned out that it was the "Bei Ming Divine Art" that was causing trouble.

At the beginning, Wang Yuan was actually wondering if it was the reason for "Bei Ming Divine Art", but "Yi Jin Jing" and "Bei Ming Divine Art" are both internal powers that "harmonize attributes". In theory, it is not that yin and yang are inverted, and this situation will not happen. Therefore, Wang Yuan did not suspect that it was the reason for the exercises he practiced.

Now that Xuanci's explanation was explained, Wang Yuan also understood a little.

Although the two sets of exercises are not divided into yin and yang, they represent the highest level of Buddhism and Taoism. One is to cultivate oneself and make one's internal strength stronger, and the other is to accommodate all rivers and absorb all things. In the way of cultivation, the two are two extremes.

This is why practicing "Bei Ming Divine Art" requires scattered skills.

Because this martial art is too domineering and cannot be compatible with other internal forces at all, it will instead swallow other internal forces.

The same is true for the "Yi Jin Jing".

Since ancient times, there have been only a few people who have practiced the "Yi Jin Jing", either a crazy monk who does not understand martial arts, a dog who has no internal skills, or a swordsman who has lost all his internal strength. The most famous master Fang Zheng may also practice from a boy.

Therefore, "Yi Jin Jing" is also a technique that is difficult to compatible with other internal skills except for "Basic Internal Power".

The strongest martial arts in these two sects are integrated into one body, and the two strange internal energy and true energy fight each other and get rid of each other. Nothing has happened so far, but it is a blessing that Wang Yuan’s cultivation level in "Bei Ming Divine Art" is not only one level. Otherwise, the realm of Wang Yuan’s "Yi Jin Jing" will be reduced by the realm of another sect's internal power. This is another special feature of the world's magical skills.

Since it is a unique martial art, it should be unique no matter where it is.

"What should I do now?"

Thinking of this, Wang Yuan asked Xuan Ci nervously.

The most important thing for players is their strength and cultivation. Now facing the danger of being cleared, Wang Yuan is inevitably afraid.

"It's not difficult to say it's hard!"

Xuan Ci said: "Just just adjust the different true qi learned from the two internal skills to transform them into the same true qi."

"Mutual harmony, Master, are you talking about "The Arhat Subduing Demons"?" Wang Yuan asked as if he had remembered something.

The Arhat Demon-Subduing Art that Wang Yuan had done before had the effect of harmonizing Yin and Yang.

"The Arhat's Demon Subduing Art can only harmonize yin and yang!" Xuan Ci shook his head and said, "And the two true qi in your body are not different from the yin and yang attributes, but the alien true qi produced by the opposite path of cultivation. The Arhat's Demon Subduing Art can suppress the true qi of the "Bei Ming Divine Art" at most to prevent it from devouring your "Yi Jin Jing". If you really want to master both Buddhism and Taoism, there is only one martial art in the world that can do it."

"Please give me some advice!"

Wang Yuan said hurriedly.

"Who can write to you? The White-headed Taixuan Sutra!" Xuanci closed his eyes slightly and recited two poems.

"All the disciples are going to be deposed, do you still have the mood to recite poems?" Wang Yuan secretly complained, and then said in confusion: "What do you mean?"
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