I, Fahai, start with a mighty dragon and suppress the world.

"I have admired the reputation of little master Fa Hai for a long time. When I see him today, he is really brave and well-deserved." Hua Manlou said with a smile.

"It is a great blessing to have a junior like the young master in the world."

Ye Gucheng was even more straightforward and made no secret of his appreciation for Chen Yang.

After a few people exchanged pleasantries.

"Then I'll take my leave now. Donors, please take care. See you soon."

"Goodbye Jianghu!"

"There will be a period later!"

After saying goodbye to each other, Chen Yang followed the Taixu Divine Monk back to the Shaolin Temple.

The decisive battle at Wuming Peak has also come to an end.

The process was full of twists and turns. With his own strength, Fa Hai once overwhelmed all the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, then defeated Yu Canghai and Duan Yanqing's attack with one enemy and two, until he finally defeated the eight blood demon sects with his last move. Elders and so on.

The whole process was ups and downs, exciting, and extremely exciting. It made all the people who came to watch the battle feel suspense. Fortunately, in the end, the summit took a turn, and Fahai defeated the Qingcheng faction and successfully won the battle on the Nameless Peak.

I believe that for a long time in the future, the story of Fahai and Wuwuming Peak will have a long history, be talked about endlessly, and be popular throughout the world.

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Divine Sword Villa.

After Xie Ting left Wuming Peak early and fled, he hurried back to the villa without stopping.

He didn't even have time to take a sip of water.

He hurriedly visited Xie Wangsun, the owner of the village.

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Listen to this.

Xie Wangsun's expression gradually changed from calm and calm to serious.

Then from solemn, to serious, to shocked.

In the end, I couldn't even sit still anymore. I suddenly stood up, my raised palms trembled slightly, and asked: "Are you sure what you said is true?!"

"Then Fa Hai is really so brave?"

"It's absolutely true, owner of the village. I don't dare to brag even a word. This is still a derogatory statement."

Xie Ting's words made his mouth dry and his tongue dry. Even now when he recalls those scenes, he still feels frightened and can't help but feel terrified.

Xie Wangsun raised his thick eyebrows and paced back and forth in the hall anxiously, spinning in circles.

He muttered: "This boy is actually the disciple of Taixu Divine Monk, hiss..."

He took a deep breath, feeling that this matter was becoming more difficult.

Before, he wanted his son Xie Xiaofeng to get rid of him, but now that he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel scared.

It seems this plan is not working.

However, he will never sit idly by and ignore Fahai's rise.

Only my son Xie Xiaofeng, a martial arts prodigy with the appearance of a heavenly being, is allowed to exist in the world!

Since it's not good to be yin, let's make it clear!

With the strength of my son Xie Xiaofeng, no matter how brave Fahai is, it will be of no use!

It just so happens that this son has become famous, so it would be great to use him as a stepping stone for my son.

Xie Wangsun thought about it, his face was full of excitement, and he said to Xie Ting: "I order you to go to Shaolin Temple quickly and declare a war!"

"One month later, my son Xiaofeng will challenge Fahai, the top of Huashan Mountain, and compete with each other with martial arts!".

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A few days later.

Chen Yang followed the Taixu Divine Monk back to the Shaolin Temple after a long absence.

The Shaolin Temple is located in the densely forested Shaoshi Mountain. It is antique inside and out, with ancient bricks, tiles and trees. The buildings appear old and deep, and every plant and tree is weather-beaten. It is profound and vast, and there is no trace of decay.

The main hall of the temple can be faintly seen, where incense is lingering, the sound of wooden drums is clear and sweet, and the Buddha's name is long and long.

On the martial arts training field outside the hall, hundreds of Shaolin disciples are practicing, their movements are uniform, clean and neat, and they are shouting.

There is a faint scent of incense in the air, which makes people's restless mood slowly calm down, which is unique.

"Finally home."

Chen Yang smiled slightly and breathed in the atmosphere unique to Shaolin Temple.

I guess I have been out for about a month and a half.

Shaolin Temple is still the same Shaolin Temple, with a hundred exercises and deep cultivation, a prosperous ancient temple, and a majestic atmosphere.

Chen Yang is no longer the unknown Chen Yang.

Today, he is a once-in-a-lifetime martial arts prodigy.

From the early stage of the Houtian realm, in an instant, the Xiantian realm is perfected, and one step away from the Grandmaster realm.

Returning this time, the scenery is different.

Just like the young man Lang Jinyi who was the top scorer in high school returning home, greetings and admiration were everywhere.

Along the way, there were people of all ages, and they all greeted Chen Yang and Taixu Divine Monk, master and disciple, respectfully.

"Hello, senior brother Fahai!"

"We sincerely welcome the Taixu Divine Monk back to the temple."

Taixu Sheng is very happy to see this happen.

It's like I got a treasure when I was young, and I want to parade it around for everyone to take a look and envy it.

Like an old kid.

He took Chen Yang around in a big circle in the Shaolin Temple.

I have met almost all the named elders.

Chen Yang was willing to accompany his master for a walk, just to relax. As for whether the elders were envious or jealous, he didn't care at all.

After a long time, Taixu Divine Monk reluctantly led Chen Yang back to Bodhidharma Academy, with some unfinished expression on his face.

When only the master and the disciple were left sitting across from each other, the Taixu Divine Monk returned to his serious face.

"Disciple, tell me about your magical skills and realm."

Taixu Divine Monk asked gently, slowly, as if he was not in a hurry.

In fact, my heart was already on fire.

Even though he had been negligent towards this disciple before, his talent could not be faked. If Chen Yang had always been so extraordinary, he would have noticed it long ago instead of waiting until now to learn about it from outsiders.

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Coupled with the magical power used by Chen Yang on Wuming Peak, the momentum is so majestic.

Even though he was a third-level Grand Master, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

There are many doubts about these things in their hearts. Now the master and the disciple are sitting opposite each other on the floor, naturally they want to talk and get to the bottom of it.

Chen Yang said without thinking: "On the way to Wudang Mountain, my disciple met an old monk. The old monk refused to tell me his name. The old monk stroked my disciple's head, and my disciple's realm began to improve by leaps and bounds."

Naturally, Chen Yang had made this up in his mind a long time ago.

Of course, it is impossible to really tell Master about the system, that would be too ridiculous.

If the truth is told, it doesn’t matter whether Taixu Divine Monk believes it or not. If he suspects that his disciple’s fire is caused by the devil, he probably won’t be able to escape.

It's better to make up a lie, as long as it's perfect enough.

"Entry with a light touch?"

Taixu Divine Monk's eyebrows were slightly lowered. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly raised his head and said in surprise: "Could it be an immortal touching my head?!"

He was greatly shocked, but being able to break through from the acquired realm to the perfect innate realm in just one month was a very unbelievable thing, so it only makes sense with such an explanation.

"To be able to teach such a method, could it be some old man who became a land immortal?"

Taixu Divine Monk murmured, and kept reminiscing in his mind.

Shaolin Temple has indeed produced many divine monks in the history of heaven and human beings, but Chen Yang does not know their names, so it is difficult to find them further.

Chen Yang shook his head, indicating that he was not sure.

Then he continued: "After that, the old monk gave his disciple some treasures and taught him the "Mighty Heavenly Dragon" magical skill, and then he disappeared."

"It's really a magical door skill!"

"Do you have any secrets?"

Taixu Divine Monk was extremely excited.

"There is no actual record. The old monk passed it directly into the minds of his disciples through the method of teaching, and this is why the dragon pattern appeared."

Chen Yang said word for word, his tone was calm, and there was no difference between authenticity and falsehood.

"That's how it should be, that's how it should be."

Taixu Divine Monk nodded repeatedly and said: "How could the land gods be so masterful that they would record what they have learned throughout their lives in books for future generations to learn like we do? They can pass on their mantles to the world with just a single move. Descendants are truly masters!"

Taixu Divine Monk was convinced of Chen Yang's explanation.

Because apart from this explanation, there is no other explanation that can explain Chen Yang's changes in just one month.

All of this can only be attributed to the mantle and mantle of the senior land immortal in the heaven and human realm.

"Disciple, this kind of opportunity is rare. You must practice well and don't let the master down."

Taixu Divine Monk gave the instructions earnestly.

He pays more attention to Chen Yang. With such an opportunity, his disciple's future achievements will surely be greater than his own!

"The disciple knows."

Chen Yang said respectfully.

I breathed a sigh of relief, luckily I didn't get caught.

Monks don't lie, but if they are discovered, it will be difficult to handle.

Taixu Divine Monk looked at him, nodded with great satisfaction, and said: "In that case, your cultivation level is not bad now, then let you represent Bodhidharma Academy in this year's 36-room competition, how about it?"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Yang was flattered and surprised.

The 36-room martial arts competition in Shaolin Temple is similar to the disciple competition in Wudang Mountain. They are both annual disciple competitions to sharpen the disciples' character and inspire their diligence.

The only difference is that the competition requirements for the 36-room competition are more stringent than those for Wudang Mountain’s top players.

The elders of each house personally select a person with both ability and political integrity to participate.

The other disciples are not eligible to participate and can only watch the competition.

Chen Yang has been in Shaoshi Mountain for seven years. In previous years, his strength was weak, let alone being selected or put on the selection list.

Therefore, he did not expect that he would be elected as a representative of Bodhidharma Academy this year.

But now that the master has spoken, Chen Yang is naturally willing.

In previous years' 36-room competitions, Luohan Hall was the standout in most competitions.

This year also has this momentum. Monk Wuhua from Luohan Hall is the strongest disciple in this generation. He has already entered the realm of master and is still unstoppable.

but……

Chen Yang's eyes moved slightly and he smiled calmly in his heart.

Counting myself, it would be difficult for Luohan Hall to win the first place again.

In other words, it is nothing more than a fool’s dream.

In the eyes of others, Monk Wuhua is certainly an invincible and invincible strong opponent.

But for Chen Yang, it was just a mere master level.