Xuan Ku walked forward with a kind smile.
"Little monk, take me as your master. There are many martial arts techniques for you to choose from.”
"Moreover, my disciples can see me every day. If there is anything you don't understand about martial arts or internal cultivation, you can ask me at any time.”
Lu Feng's eyes lit up. The eminent monk Xuan Ku was able to teach Qiao Feng a good master. He must be a good teacher who taught according to his aptitude. Lu Feng's face revealed a look of joy at this moment, but his heart was filled with thoughts.
The others saw Lu Feng's expression change and were afraid that Xuan Ku would beat him to it, so they began to introduce their strengths.
……
At the same time, Abbot Xuan Ci was waiting for his junior brothers in the main hall of Shaolin Temple.
Today was the Shaolin Monastery's month-end meeting. The meeting was about the consumption of materials and weapons in the various halls, so that they could purchase them next month.
Xuan Ci, who was waiting in the hall, frowned slightly.
Usually, as long as he was not in seclusion or out, his junior brothers would come earlier than him.
Today, none of them had come early.
"Abbot Fang Zhang!"
At this moment, a third-generation disciple walked towards Xuan Ci.
"Yes."
Xuan Ci nodded slightly with a smile on his face, looking like a kind old monk.
"Where are the heads of the various halls and my other junior brothers? Why was there no one this time? Could it be that an expert had attacked Shaolin Temple?”
Xuan Ci was not in a hurry. He joked with the third-generation disciple. If someone had really attacked his Shaolin Temple, the alarm would have rung long ago.
"Presenter…"
The third-generation disciple was speechless and didn't know if he should tell Xuan Ci about this.
"What happened? Tell me!"
After hearing Xuan Ci's words, the disciple could only speak.
"This is what happened, Abbot."
Seeing that the host kept asking, he could only tell her the details of the matter in detail.
"What is it? Are you saying that they didn't come to the main hall for a meeting just to fight for a little monk? And a novice monk who had just entered the inner sect?”
Hearing the disciple's words, Xuan Ci's expression changed drastically.
He knew his junior brothers the best.
Moreover, they were usually humble and united with each other.
This kind of thing had never happened before. Today, they actually went to take in a disciple?
Xuan Ci just couldn't believe what kind of talent this disciple had, for so many junior brothers to want to take him in.
"That disciple is not only proficient in the Arhat Fist, but he has also cultivated the Rippling Zen Palm to the peak mastery realm.”
Upon hearing this, Xuan Ci felt that his junior brothers were exaggerating.
"Abbot, why don't you go over and take a look? I'm afraid that the martial uncles won't be able to come to the palace for a while.”
Xuan Ci, who was already tempted, immediately moved toward Bo Ruotang after the disciple persuaded her.
At this moment, Xuan Ci could not help but become even more curious about Lu Feng.
In the past, he had never seen his junior brothers fight to take a person as their disciple. This was the first time he had seen such behavior.
Bo Ruo Tang.
"Everyone, be quiet. Now, all of you have revealed your respective advantages. It was time for the novice monk to make his own choice.”
As expected of the head of the Discipline Hall, his mind was clear and he went straight to the point.
Xuan Tong felt that it was still necessary to fight for it. After all, compared to those senior and junior brothers, his advantage was not particularly obvious.
"I discovered this young monk first. It's not good for all of you to come and pluck the fruit directly.”
When Xuan Hui heard this, she was even more indignant. What do you mean you found out?
"Junior Brother Xuan Tong, once this disciple enters the inner sect, he will join the Arhat Hall. What you said is against common sense.”
Xuan Hui, the head of the Arhat Hall, was not to be outdone and retaliated against Xuan Tong.
Seeing that everyone was about to quarrel again.
A voice came from the outer sect.
"Amitabha. Why are all of you gathered here today?”
"You actually forgot about today's meeting?”
When the senior monks of the Xuan generation in the hall heard this voice, everyone understood that the abbot had arrived.
At this moment, Xuan Ci stepped over the threshold and entered the hall with the prayer beads in his hand.
"Amitabha. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"Greetings, Senior Martial Brother Fang Zhang."
Everyone put their palms together and bowed to Xuan Ci, who had just entered the hall.
Even though Xuan Ci understood the source of the whole matter, he still wanted to listen to his junior brothers.
"Why are you all gathered here in Bo Ruo Hall?”
Xuan Hui Eye saw that the host, Xuan Ci, had arrived and made up his mind.
"Senior brother abbot, you have to uphold justice for junior brother!”
Regardless of anything else, Xuan Hui took the initiative to strike first.
"This little monk was originally a disciple of this old monk's Arhat Hall. Now, all the senior brothers and sisters have discovered that this void monk has a special talent in martial arts and are actually fighting for this old monk's disciple.”
When the other eminent monks heard this, they all thought to themselves.
"Shameless, you actually complained to Senior Abbot.”
"I didn't expect Junior Brother Xuan Hui to disregard his reputation for me today.”
……
When Lu Feng heard this, he could not help but click his tongue.
When Abbot Xuan Ci saw everyone, he kept quiet.
Instantly, Xuan Ci's curiosity towards Lu Feng grew.
Then, he looked at the hall. Other than his junior brothers, he saw a young monk in his teens in the hall.
Xuan Ci walked towards Lu Feng.
"You are that disciple Xu Kong?"
Lu Feng bowed to Xuan Ci and replied.
"Disciple Xu Kong greets Abbot Fang Zhang.”
As soon as Lu Feng activated his will, the system scanned Xuan Ci.
Name: Xuan Ci (Host)
[Cultivation Talent: Super Talent Intermediate]
[Palm technique talent: Sixth grade]
[Fist Skill Talent: Fifth Grade]
[Finger Art Talent: Seventh-grade]
[Heart Technique: Kongming Sutra]
[Cultivation: Intermediate Zongshi realm]
[Techniques: Skanda Palm, Arhat Fist, Prajna Zen Palm, Twelve Dragon Claws, Kasaya Demon Subduing Technique…]
"Hmm, intermediate Zongshi realm? Excellent talent."
"System, why does Xuan Ci have three talents, palm technique, fist technique, and finger technique?”
No wonder Xuan Ci could become the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Lu Feng could not help but click his tongue in amazement.
"Ding, people like the eminent monk Xuan Ci who possess three types of talents are extremely rare. Host need not worry too much.”
Lu Feng could not help but be a little surprised when he saw Xuan Ci's attribute panel. Although Xuan Ci was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, he had almost never fought in the TV series " Demigods and Semi-Devils ". Therefore, he did not have much of an idea about the latter's strength.
However, when he thought of Xuan Ci's identity, Lu Feng instantly felt relieved.
To be able to become the abbot of Shaolin Temple and the " leader ", Xuan Ci must have something extraordinary. Otherwise... how could he mobilize so many heroes with just one sentence?
"Could it be…Xuan Ci wants to take me in as a disciple?”
Lu Feng's eyes flickered.
Even though Xuan Ci couldn't compare to the One Monk, Two Guardians, Three Elders, and Four Wonders in the " Eight Demigods ", he was still the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and his charisma was astonishing.
Moreover, Xuan Ci was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, so he had the most authority in Shaolin Temple. If Lu Feng acknowledged him as his master, it would be more convenient for him to do things, regardless of his status.
If he had to choose a master among the monks in front of him, Xuan Ci would naturally be the first choice.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Feng's mind was filled with many thoughts.
Xuan Ci sized up Lu Feng carefully.
"Yes, he's a good material for martial arts.”
Then, he spoke to Lu Feng.
"Are you willing to take me as your master?"
"Disciple Xu Kong greets Master."
If he wanted to get into the higher-ups of Shaolin Temple, enter the Sutra Library to obtain the Nine Yang Divine Skill, and copy more powerful talents and cultivation techniques, becoming a disciple was the fastest way.
Furthermore, Li Mochou's revenge wasn't far away, so Lu Feng chose to take Xuan Ci as his master without hesitation.
The others looked at each other. They did not expect that their Senior Brother would take Lu Feng as his disciple before they did.
It was like wiping their buttocks with sandpaper, showing them a trick.
The monks were about to raise objections, but when they saw Lu Feng kneeling down to acknowledge him as his master, they didn't say anything.
One was willing to take in a disciple, while the other wanted to be a master. It was not good for them to be evil again. Moreover, Xuan Ci had not taken in a disciple yet.
They had more or less taken in a few people.
Upon seeing this, everyone sighed. They didn't expect that after arguing for so long, the host would actually be the one to pick the peach.
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