"Old friend, it's been a long time since we met." Hearing that the Holy Master Feng Lin came back with him, King Zhengde immediately put down everything and went out to greet him in person.
"Haha, I'm still the same. You, King Zhengde, seem to have become more and more profound in cultivation. You are worthy of being a strange barbarian." The Saint Feng Lin smiled at King Zhengde.
"Old friend, you are so praiseful. What a strange barbarian, you still have no hope of breaking through the Martial Master." King Zhengde shook his head. Although his cultivation has already reached the extreme Martial Master's realm, it seems that he is only half a step away from the Martial Master's realm. However, this last half step is more difficult than climbing to the sky.
"Don't say that. If the barbarian generation has the most hope of breaking through the realm of Martial Master, you and Shura King will be the two. If you don't have confidence, then the entire barbarian will have no hope."
"I may have no hope, but the barbarians are not without other geniuses. For example, Qing'er and his generation, there are many geniuses." King Zhengde smiled.
"I heard that the boy from the Shura Wang family is very good, but he has a great hope of breaking through the realm of Martial Master. As for the others..."
"Why, my old friend only has that little Shura King in his eyes. Not bad, the boy of the Shura King family is indeed extraordinary, but my son-in-law is not bad either."
"Yes, this kid is indeed good. His whole body is introverted and his cultivation is really good. He should be able to compete with the boy of the Shura Wang family. But I seem to have heard that Shura King planted a demon seed for their kid. His strength is thousands of miles a day. Is the prince still so confident?"
"Tianyang, do you have confidence?" King Zhengde didn't say anything, but just looked at Tianyang and asked.
"I have never lacked confidence in myself. Yes, the demonic seeds of the little Shura King helped him, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, but I am not inferior to him." Tianyang looked at King Zhengde with confidence. With his current cultivation level of the Ninth Stage of the Golden Bone, it is not easy for the little Shura King to defeat him.
"Old friend, you should see it. Tianyang is full of confidence in himself." King Zhengde looked at the Holy Master Fenglin with a smile.
"You have a good son-in-law. Why don't I have such good luck?" Venerable Feng Lin said with great regret.
"Haha, although Tianyang is my king's son-in-law, he is not your disciple's husband. In terms of calculation, he can be called half of your disciple. How about it, you, the master, are you expressing it?"
"I'm nothing, I can only take a set of gossip whirlwind palms. But it may not be suitable for others."
"Tianyang, why don't you thank the Holy Master Fenglin. The Eight Trigrams and Tornado Palm is the famous skill of Venerable Fenglin. It can be used to activate the power of the four phases and four spirits. It is extremely powerful. Even if I am the king, I dare not underestimate it."
"Thank you, Saint Fenglin." Tianyang immediately bowed. As the master of the Fenglin Saint Fenglin's fame, this palm technique naturally contains the lifelong understanding of martial arts by Venerable Fenglin. If he could understand something from it, it would have infinite benefits for him to practice the Three Thousand Swords in the future. Although he only taught the palm technique, the Tao was the same when all the laws were connected.
"Take it out, I'm fighting all my understanding of the Bagua Tornado Palm. Let's see if it will help you." The Feng Lin Saint was not stingy, and directly passed the Bagua Tornado Palm that had worked hard for life to Tianyang.
"Master, you are so good." Night stand happily held Master Feng Lin, which was happier than being taught by himself.
"That was originally something that the master wanted to pass on to you, but now it's time to pass on to others. You still look happy."
"Isn't it all the same? Besides, Tianyang is more suitable to inherit your master's unique skills than me. He can definitely carry forward his master's unique skills in his hands."
"You girl, are you too confident in that kid? Do you think the master's lifelong Bagua Tornado Palm is so easy to master. The four spirits and four phases of martial arts it contains. Even if it is just one of them, it is enough for ordinary people to understand for a lifetime. If the Bagua is integrated, it will not be that easy. The master has only reached the level of small success after practicing for decades."
"That's Master, Tianyang is different. He is a real martial arts genius, and even King Shura praised it."
"The Shura King is not that guy who can admit defeat. He will praise that boy." The Holy Master Feng Lin didn't believe it very much.
"If you don't believe it, it's all right. Anyway, Tianyang can definitely become a combination of the Eight Trigrams. I have confidence in him." Ye Xing said proudly.
"Wind!" Tianyang stared at the secret book of the Bagua Tornado Palm. The breeze was blowing around him. Tianyang Sword Master was mainly practicing the Fengzhi Sword Dao. As a disciple of Tianfeng Sword Master, Tianyang naturally had some understanding of the Fengzhi Way. Now that he has the secret book of the Bagua Tornado Palm in his hand, he will naturally be able to understand the Fengzhi Way.
"This kid!" Feng Lin's Saint stared at Tianyang with wide eyes. He had never expected that Tianyang would have understood one of the hexagrams so quickly. This was too evil.
"Dragon!" A domineering dragon power on Tianyang began to gather wildly. His understanding of the Dragon Way was absolutely poisonous. The first thing he practiced was the Dragon Sword Way. Moreover, because of his ancient sword of the Dragon Emperor, he had a deep understanding of the Dragon Way.
"I have finally understood another hexagram, this, this..." The Holy Master Feng Lin looked at Tianyang, and he began to wonder if he had an illusion. How could anyone have such a terrifying understanding? If so, wouldn't he be an idiot?
Continue to look down, Tianyang's brows began to frown slowly, and the breath on his body slowly dissipated. He had already understood the Way of Wind and the Way of Dragons, so it was naturally easy to understand these two palm techniques, but the remaining six palms were not that easy.
"It's normal finally." Venerable Feng Lin breathed a sigh of relief. If Tianyang really understood all the ways of gossip in one gossip, then he might as well commit suicide.
"Saint of Fenglin, your gossip is extremely profound. I think for a moment, I really can't fully understand it."
"Then you can understand it slowly. The way of gossip is profound and profound, and it cannot be understood easily. Although you have barely understood two of them before, they are just superficial. Don't underestimate it because of this." The saint Feng Lin said very seriously. He would never want the Bagua Tornado Palm, which has worked hard all his life, to be regarded as a third-rate secret book.
"Yes, I will definitely understand the way of the Eight Trigrams in it, and will not disappoint you all the time." Tianyang said seriously. He will never see the way of the Eight Trigrams in it. The four spirits and four phases are the eight major origins in the world. They foster infinite changes. If you can fully understand them, you will wait for things to master the basis of the changes of the three thousand great ways.