Originally, due to the decline in talents in recent years, although there was a disciple named Xuan Cheng in the new generation not long ago, it was good, but when I thought about the current situation in the martial arts world, I couldn't help but feel bad. The old monk Tian Jian suddenly became unhappy and said: "Junior brother,

you...."

"It's done!"

Tianming was so excited at this moment that he completely ignored the problem of hoofs and hooves. He raised his greasy hands and grabbed Monk Tianjian's hands directly.

Feeling the greasiness coming from the palms of his hands, Tian Jian's face turned dark, especially the strange looks from the three junior brothers sitting next to him. What had happened? Braised ham? Or steamed ham? Suddenly Huo'er couldn't help but

Huohuo came out.

"How have you become? How can you be so decent? Tianming, you have been practicing Buddhism for decades. Look at you, what have you become???"

Tian Ming was startled and couldn't help but lower his head. When he saw his greasy palms, he immediately came back to his senses, but the next moment he didn't care anymore. After all, he couldn't live without this smell for a while.

"Brother Abbot, it's not me, it's Xuan Kong! He is the one!"

"It's not you, it's Xuan..., wait, Xuan Kong???" Abbot Tianjian was about to throw away Tianming's hand. Don't say anything about it. How long do you want to hold it? But as soon as he raised his arm, he

He squatted in mid-air, raised his head, and looked at each other in disbelief.

"Which Xuan Kong?"

"It's the one I came to register with you, senior brother, a month ago!"

"That disciple who learned Arhat Kung Fu? You said it, you mean... he started to practice Arhat Kung Fu? Has he developed Arhat Qi?" Tian Jian's eyes couldn't help but shrink, and he thought of many things in an instant.

Couldn't help but say in surprise.

"Yes! He succeeded, I was sure of it just now!"
Chapter completed!